Immortal Refiner

Our gaze returns to the western region of the Great Wilderness, the territory of Moonchase Palace.

The battle between Gui Fan and True Yang Daoist continued unabated!

Though no victor had yet emerged, the scene was utterly bizarre.

The situation bore no resemblance to a life-or-death duel; it barely touched the edges of such a conflict.

From start to finish, Gui Fan had never retaliated, instead focusing solely on evading True Yang Daoist’s relentless attacks.

Initially, observers assumed this was Gui Fan’s strategy—to exhaust True Yang Daoist’s pure yang power, draining his primal energy before striking back.

But True Yang Daoist was no fool. Why would he recklessly expend his primal pure yang power?

He simply pursued Gui Fan relentlessly, from the heavens to the earth, conserving his pure yang essence as much as possible to avoid depletion.

”Gui Fan, didn’t you boast about taking my head? Why are you only running now?”

”If this is all you’ve got, I suggest we let Palace Master Yue Xuan declare the outcome of this battle!”

For some reason, Gu Haoran felt a growing unease, though he couldn’t pinpoint the source of his apprehension.

Despite holding a clear advantage in the current situation, Gui Fan’s relentless evasion seemed increasingly bizarre.

The spectators gradually lost patience, finding the decisive battle far less satisfying than they had anticipated.

Not only had Gui Fan, Young Master of the Ghost Sword Sect, shown no intention of fighting to the death, but he was now actively avoiding direct combat altogether.

”Is True Yang Daoist truly this overwhelming? Gui Fan doesn’t even have the courage to face him directly.”

”Even though he’s at a disadvantage, Gui Fan’s tactics are utterly humiliating and spineless.”

”Sigh, there’s no point in watching this farce any longer. This battle, supposedly crucial to the future of the righteous and demonic paths, is a complete sham!”

”...”

Gui Fan remained unmoved by the spectators’ disappointment or True Yang Daoist’s mockery, continuing his relentless retreat.

He understood that the longer he could prolong the battle, the greater the advantage for the demonic path.

Just as True Yang Daoist was about to abandon the chase and demand an explanation from Palace Master Yue Xuan, a terrifying qi mechanism suddenly awakened deep within Moonchase Palace.

Boom!

”The Dao Body I left guarding the mountain gate has been destroyed!”

True Monarch Taixuan, who had been continuously observing the battle between Gui Fan and True Yang Daoist through his divine sense from within Moonchase Palace, roared in fury and shock.

In an instant, True Monarch Taixuan, having unleashed his full aura, became the center of attention.

As if realizing something, his gaze locked onto the Rakshasa Demon Lord’s position, and he roared in a thunderous voice:

”Rakshasa, what have you done? Answer me!”

The Rakshasa Demon Lord merely chuckled leisurely, even stretching languidly. ”What do you mean, ’what have I done,’ Old Ghost Taixuan? I don’t quite understand what you’re talking about.”

”I’ve been right under your nose the entire time. You don’t actually think I destroyed one of your Dao Bodies, do you?”

Boom!

At these words, True Monarch Taixuan’s fury erupted. His Daoist robes billowed skyward, and a terrifying pressure surged forth.

A Third-Tier Demonic Bull standing nearby lowered its head, trembling under the oppressive force, and let out mournful cries:

”Moo! Moo!”

The old bull’s cries echoed repeatedly, but True Monarch Taixuan remained deaf to them. He took a step forward, and an astonishingly pure light materialized in his palm.

Seeing True Monarch Taixuan about to unleash a divine ability, the Rakshasa Demon Lord finally grew serious. He sneered, ”Old Ghost Taixuan, do you intend to settle this here and now? I have no objection, but shouldn’t you first consult Palace Master Yue Xuan’s wishes?”

As he spoke, faint wisps of bloody mist began to seep from beneath his robes.

In the night sky, Palace Master Yue Xuan, residing within the Moon Disc, had fully taken control of the Moonshock Grand Formation, ready to activate this powerful Fourth-Tier Grand Formation at any moment.

Sensing this, True Monarch Taixuan’s face darkened. He said sternly, ”Yue Xuan, release the Startling Moon Formation and lift the blockade on the surrounding heaven and earth.”

Palace Master Yue Xuan replied calmly, ”Fellow Daoist Taixuan, are you certain about this? The two young friends are in the midst of a decisive battle.”

True Monarch Taixuan immediately suppressed his restless emotions and said calmly, ”This battle ends here. Hao Ran, return at once.”

Hearing this, True Yang Daoist slowly halted his pursuit, though a hint of resentment lingered between his brows. He believed he had already won the battle, as Gui Fan had just revealed a critical weakness, and he was about to secure a decisive victory. Being ordered to stop now was a bitter pill to swallow.

However, since Patriarch Taixuan had spoken, even his surging battle intent had to be suppressed.

”As you command!”

True Monarch Yue Xuan, observing the scene from above, lifted the Moonshock Grand Formation’s blockade on the region.

”You may leave.”

Before he could even finish speaking, True Monarch Taixuan, his aged face contorted with chilling murderous intent, charged directly at the Rakshasa Demon Lord without another word.

”Primordial Manifestation Sacred Art!”

A blindingly white beam of light erupted from True Monarch Taixuan’s palm, instantly vaporizing all heaven and earth spiritual energy in the vicinity.

Any matter the incandescent beam touched was annihilated in an instant.

To everyone’s astonishment, the Leader of the Righteous Path, usually as steady as Mount Tai, had recklessly launched a full-scale attack within Moonchase Palace!

Li Qing and everyone else were stunned!

Could it be that the true decisive battle, the one that would determine the balance of power between the righteous and demonic paths, was actually unfolding between these two Nascent Soul True Monarchs?

If these two were the combatants, then this truly qualified as the ultimate clash between the righteous and demonic paths!

For the fall of either would be an earth-shattering event, one that would shake the entire Great Wilderness Domain to its core.

”Heh, Old Ghost Taixuan, you’re so impatient. But today isn’t the day to play with you. We’ll have plenty of chances in the future!”

The Rakshasa Demon Lord let out a cold laugh before turning away with a flourish, leaving behind only a crimson pool of blood.

Whoosh!

The searing white beam struck empty air; the Rakshasa Demon Lord had vanished from his spot.

In the next instant, his figure streaked across the sky, and he snapped his fingers lightly.

Snap!

Thick, crimson blood erupted from every pore of Gui Fan’s body, enveloping him completely.

Then, Gui Fan vanished from his spot as well. In the blink of an eye, the Rakshasa Demon Lord had hoisted him up like a chick.

”Senior Rakshasa,” Gui Fan said with a forced laugh, ”don’t you think you should put me down? After all, I am the young master of the Ghost Sword Sect.”

The Rakshasa Demon Lord chuckled softly. ”You did well this time, kid, but releasing you now is out of the question. After breaching the Taiyi Sect’s mountain gate, who knows what treasures we’ll find! I need you as a hostage to trade with Gui Li for the Blood Spirit Sect’s share of the spoils.”

”Besides,” the Rakshasa Demon Lord continued, ”even if I left you here, would you have the confidence to escape on your own?”

Hearing this, Gui Fan glanced at True Monarch Taixuan, who was preparing another attack, and cold sweat instantly beaded on his forehead.

”I think I’ll pass!”

With these words, the two were once again enveloped in a crimson aura and vanished without a trace.

Though they had departed, they left behind a earth-shattering revelation!

Every cultivator present had heard the Rakshasa Demon Lord’s words clearly and understood their implications perfectly.

What? The Taiyi Sect’s mountain gate has been breached?

The sheer weight of this information was overwhelming. Many took a long moment to fully grasp the meaning behind those words.

True Monarch Taixuan, who had soared into the sky, now roared in fury, his eyes bloodshot and his veins bulging.

Boom!

His furious roar shook the heavens, its sonic waves reverberating across thousands of miles, echoing endlessly.

Standing among the crowd, Li Qing’s jaw dropped. Finally, everything was beginning to make sense!

(End of the Chapter)

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