Pure Yang!

Chapter 500 The Master of Wuwei Sect
The Yuan Palace is the head of the three palaces, the key to Taoism, where the primordial spirit is stored and one hopes for longevity.

Those who cultivate themselves must enter this Yuantai.

Those who aspire to immortality must enter this palace.

The master of the Yuan Palace sat in a state of emptiness and oblivion.

When the man emerged from the dust and firelight, the atmosphere of the surroundings and even the entire Tomb of the Living Dead changed.

When mortals experience the six senses, all they encounter is a hazy, illusory world, like the emptiness of heaven and earth.

It's as if the real material world before my eyes is nothing but a grand dream; forget everything, and all is empty.

Where that man stood, the world became a cage.

"Sitting in a state of emptiness...sitting in a state of emptiness..."

At this moment, Zhou Kongchan's expression was extremely solemn. This leader of Zhongnan Mountain had long stood at the pinnacle of the Taoist sect in the world, and had experienced countless tribulations and storms throughout his life.

However, at this moment, a hint of apprehension and worry also emerged in those deep eyes.

"I never expected it to be you!" Zhou Kongchan exclaimed.

“Fellow Daoist, it’s not that you couldn’t think of it, but that you’ve already forgotten the past,” Xu Zuowang said with a light laugh.

As the dust settled and the flames died down, the figure before him was no longer the young Zhang Wang, but a middle-aged man with a handsome face and a dashing appearance, now exuding a sense of composure and ease.

"The Lord of the Yuan Palace..."

Originally, it was a state of tranquility and non-attachment; it was a state of mind where one could sit in oblivion.

Zhang Fan was in a daze, looking at the unfamiliar man in front of him. He never dreamed that Zhang Wang was actually the legendary Lord of Yuan Palace.

"So you are still alive after all," Zhou Kongchan sighed.

His robes fluttered without wind, like a sword poised to be drawn at any moment.

Such a chilling atmosphere, even before its sharp edge was revealed, had already infected heaven and earth.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines, as if a magic sword was hanging over their necks, and life and death were only a moment away.

"I live because I am immortal!" Xu Zuowang looked at Zhou Kongchan, a warm smile appearing on his lips.

This posture doesn't resemble that of a formidable enemy, but rather that of an old friend.

"Fellow Daoist, do you intend to make a move? Or do you wish to leave your life in this Tomb of the Living Dead?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan's brow twitched violently.

The implication is that this Yuan Palace Master has the ability to take the life of the Zhongnan Mountain Sect Leader at any time.

This confidence, this domineering attitude, inevitably made people feel a sense of oppression and fear.

"What arrogance! How dare you utter such nonsense on my Wang family's ancestral land?"

Just then, Wang Tianwang let out a sharp shout.

He was the number one expert in Qinxi Province. Together with the leader of Zhongnan Mountain, their strength was unparalleled in the world. He did not believe that the two of them could not capture this master of the Yuan Palace.

Upon hearing this, Xu Zuowang laughed: "The ancestral land of the Wang family? When did this Tomb of the Living Dead become the ancestral land of your Wang family?"

"Back then, Patriarch Chongyang was simply there by chance; that was the reason."

"Such a fate belongs to no one. Zhang Beiming has been here, as have Zhang Tiansheng and Li Jiugong. How many people have come and gone?" Xu Zuowang's smile grew wider.

Wang Tianwang's expression grew increasingly grim.

Zhang Fan's heart skipped a beat. From Xu Zuowang's words, he realized that his grandfather and Li Yishan's grandfather had actually explored this Tomb of the Living Dead long ago!

That makes sense, though. The Coffin Carrying Ceremony will delve into the secrets of the Nine Methods, and this Tomb of the Living Dead is so important that they naturally wouldn't miss it.

"No matter how much you talk about it, the Dao is still supreme!" King Wang roared.

A terrifying wave surged into the sky, like a churning ocean or a collapsing mountain, as if it were about to overturn the Tomb of the Living Dead.

He sat there in a daze, smiling without speaking, letting the waves wash over him. The sky did not move, the earth did not turn, and everything was lost in ignorance, as if the past had been forgotten and the present had not yet arrived.

The terrifying fluctuation seemed to have landed on him, yet it also seemed not to have landed on him at all; it was consistent from beginning to end, without having the slightest effect.

“King Wang… Your cultivation is so shallow, yet you dare to call yourself a Heavenly King? Such pretense, I fear a great calamity is not far off,” Xu Zuowang said calmly.

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.

This master of the Yuan Palace possessed an imposing aura that seemed to dwarf even the top expert in Qinxi Province.

King Tianwang's eyes widened, his blood surged, and a murderous intent rose in his heart.

Just then, Zhou Kongchan stepped forward and blocked his way.

"Hmm? Sect Leader Kongchan..." Wang Tianwang's gaze darkened slightly, revealing a look of confusion.

"He's saving you," Xu Zuowang said calmly. "You haven't even learned a third of Zhang Tianqi's skills, yet you dare to show murderous intent in front of me?"

As he spoke, a mocking smile appeared on Xu Zuowang's face, and his gaze darkened slightly.

"Back then, even Zhang Huadi and Zhang Tianqi working together couldn't kill me. How do you compare to them?"

"Um!?"

Zhang Fan's heart stirred. He naturally knew the name Zhang Tianqi, who was his great-uncle, but the name Zhang Huadi seemed unfamiliar.

However, upon hearing this, Wang Tianwang surprisingly fell silent.

These two names belong to people from the past. In that era, Zhang Tianqi was the number one expert in the Southern Zhang Sect.

As for Zhang Huadi, he is the number one expert in the Northern Zhang family and the current patriarch of the Northern Zhang lineage of the Dragon Tiger Zhang family.

"So, fellow Daoist, you intend to go on a killing spree today?"

Just then, Zhou Kongchan sighed, his eyes calm, as if he had risen with a great courage to face death.

Clearly, he was not confident that he could escape unscathed in front of this Lord of the Yuan Palace.

"Having escaped my tribulation today, I have no interest in killing anyone." Xu Zuowang shook his head and said softly, "Moreover, my Wuwei Sect has a long-standing and deep-rooted relationship with the Patriarch of Zhongnan Mountain, and I do not wish for you to be buried here."

"but……"

Suddenly, Xu Zuowang changed the subject.

"Please enlighten me, fellow Daoist," Zhou Kongchan said in a deep voice.

"Supreme Lord Jiang has such a grand vision and has been planning for many years. Our Wuwei Sect's constant forbearance is not the right path. Why not go for something big?" Xu Zuowang said calmly.

"Playing big?" Zhou Kongchan's brows furrowed, a hint of unease rising within him. He quickly asked, "I don't know what you mean, friend."

“You know, of course you know.” Xu Zuowang looked at Zhou Kongchan with a deep gaze and uttered four words.

"Destroy mountains and raz temples!"

These words caused an uproar, and even someone as prominent as Wang Tianwang couldn't help but show solemnity and caution upon hearing them.

The destruction of mountains and temples has been carried out nine times in the history of Taoism. In each instance, rivers of blood flowed, the impact spread to all Taoist sects, and even affected mountain and sea demons and ghosts!

“Times have changed. Destroying mountains and temples, the killing intent is too great, and the impact is too great…” Zhou Kongchan sighed.

Even he, as the head of one of the ten most famous Taoist mountains in the world, dared not accept the words of this Yuan Palace Master.

"The path of cultivation is essentially about stealing life from amidst killing intent," Xu Zuowang shook his head and sighed softly.

"Now the mortal world is becoming increasingly corrupt, and the end of the Dharma has arrived. Perhaps there is no longer any hope of immortality. Only through killing and fighting can we open up that final path."

As he spoke, Xu Zuowang's gaze grew even more resolute, his Dao heart as firm as the unchanging heavens and as unyielding as the passage of time.

These words moved Zhang Fan and the others deeply.

Those who cultivate the Tao live towards death. What are the disputes between sects or the battles for lineage? They are nothing more than stealing a chance to live amidst the filth and danger of the mortal world, fighting for that one sliver of opportunity to become an immortal.

"Amitabha!" Zhou Kongchan bowed and whispered, chanting the Daoist name.

“Master of Yuan Palace, if you were in the era of righteous law, you would surely be a terrestrial immortal.”

"Fellow Daoist, there's no need for such flattery," Xu Zuowang said calmly. "You can convey this message to Jiang Wansui. Since he claims to rule the land for ten thousand years, does he dare to launch the tenth campaign of destroying mountains and temples?"

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent. No one had expected that this trip to the Tomb of the Living Dead would take such a turn, interfering with the world's格局 (geju, overall situation) and influencing the future of the world.

"Is the Lord of Yuan Palace so imposing because True Man Chu has met his destined fate?" Zhou Kongchan pondered for a moment before sighing.

On Zhenwu Mountain, no one could understand what happened that night, but many people knew that Chu Chaoran was different. He gave up the position of sect leader of Zhenwu Mountain, and if he left Zhenwu Mountain, he would surely suffer a great madness.

Such a drastic change might even leave this Pure Yang Master unable to take care of himself.

“Chu Chaoran…” Xu Zuowang murmured softly, then shook his head and said, “As long as one is in the mortal world, even the most virtuous and invincible will face calamities.”

"Speaking of which, although he is facing a calamity, my Wuwei Sect has not yet produced a sect leader. In a sense, we are all equally matched."

"Master of Wuwei Sect..."

Zhou Kongchan's gaze sharpened into a single line, like a sword, its edge suddenly flashing and shifting unpredictably, before landing on Zhang Fan.

"The Three Corpses Illuminate Fate... After the Jiazi Demon Extermination, this method had become extinct, yet now it has reappeared in the mortal world. Why do you deceive your conscience, fellow Daoist?"

Zhou Kongchan spoke each word with increasing weight, until finally, his words echoed in Zhang Fan's ears like rolling thunder.

Xu Zuowang paused for a moment, then his calm gaze slowly fell upon Zhang Fan. He nodded and said, "Not bad..."

"From this day forward, he shall be the Master of the Wuwei Sect!"

"The Three Corpse Taoist of this generation!"

Rumble…

These words struck Zhang Fan like a bolt of lightning.

All eyes turned to him, some with shock, some with astonishment, some with solemnity, some with sighs... and so on.

The position and title of Master of Wuwei Sect are far too heavy.

Throughout history, those who have ascended to this position have either been the best in the world or the most outstanding in their time, capable of cultivating immortality in the mortal realm and seeking longevity in the mystical realm.

Now, this position has been so openly and legitimately placed in front of Zhang Fan.

In an instant, Zhang Fan felt a sense of alertness. He felt neither joy nor excitement, only deep vigilance and worry.

Without the strength to be the best in the world, yet wanting to sit on the throne of the best in the world.

That would be tantamount to courting death.

"Zhang Fan, come with me." Xu Zuowang looked at Zhang Fan and said calmly.

"Walk!?"

Zhang Fan's expression turned solemn as he looked at Zhou Kongchan and Wang Tianwang.

"I'm going to take you away. No one in this world can stop us," Xu Zuowang said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Kongchan did not refute it, but instead looked at Zhang Fan.

"Young man, one step out and you're doomed. You still have a chance to turn back."

"Nonsense!"

Without even glancing at Zhang Fan, Xu Zuowang walked towards him, taking a step forward. Zhang Fan, however, subconsciously took a step back.

This single step was enough to make Xu Zuowang stop and watch.

“Zhang Wang… no, senior, how could I, with my meager cultivation, possibly become the leader of the Wuwei Sect?” Zhang Fan forced a smile.

Let him become the leader of the Wuwei Sect now, wouldn't that be putting him in a very difficult position?
He already has enough buffs, if he gets another big one, who can withstand that?
"Zhang Fan, do you know what fate is?" Xu Zuowang didn't say much, but instead changed the subject and started talking about the concept of nothingness.

"Huh?" Zhang Fan was taken aback, not understanding what the other person meant for a moment.

“Fate is a subjective possibility, fortune is an objective choice. When the two are combined, that is an unchangeable destiny,” Xu Zuowang said calmly.

It's like someone who is destined to be in a car accident; one day, he goes out and hits someone.

At this point, he faced two choices: get out of the car, take the injured person to the hospital, and then pay some compensation.

Another person got out of the car and stabbed the other person eight times, and was eventually sentenced to death.

The same fate, different fortunes, but drastically different outcomes.

Fate can change the outcome, but when the two are combined, it becomes an unchangeable destiny and an irreversible future.

"From the day you mastered the Three Corpses Illuminating Fate, your destiny was already set."

You have no other choice.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Zuowang appeared in front of Zhang Fan. In an instant, he seemed to disappear from everyone's perception and even their memories. Even figures like Zhou Kongchan and Wang Tianwang could not stop him.

"follow me."

As he spoke, Xu Zuowang's palm landed on Zhang Fan's shoulder, and the latter subconsciously took a step back.

Just this retreat...

Rumble…

Suddenly, the enormous Tomb of the Living Dead trembled violently, and the fluorescent light from the dome began to fall off, scattering and forming a strange rune in the sky.

That was a hexagram, a huge hexagram.

The hexagram Huan (涣) represents wind above water.

The king has a temple; it is advantageous to cross the great river; success is assured!
"A divine divination!?" Xu Zuowang paused and looked back, revealing a meaningful expression.

"Zhang Tiansheng!?"

At this moment, Zhou Kongchan and Wang Tianwang couldn't help but show strange expressions. They knew that when the coffin-carrying ceremony was at its peak, Zhang Lao Er and Li Lao San had come to the Tomb of the Living Dead.

Little did they know that Zhang Tiansheng had actually left a divination mark here.

hum...

The light of the hexagram grew even brighter, and then a dragon's roar resounded, shaking the heavens and the earth.

The entire Tomb of the Living Dead, and even the entire Empty Valley and the entire Zhongnan Mountain Range, trembled slightly.

The dragon's roar shook the heavens, and in a daze, everyone saw the wind surging, the water flowing, and in the mysterious void, it seemed that mountains and rivers were changing, and a great dragon was entangled.

"Dragon Taming Technique... This is Li Laosan's method!?" Zhou Kongchan exclaimed in surprise.

Li Laosan, also known as Li Jiugong, is called the "Dragon King," not because of his crooked mouth, but because all his skills lie in the "dragon veins" of the world's mountains and rivers. His dragon-taming and dragon-slaying techniques are unparalleled in the world.

It should be understood that the mountains and rivers of the world are all connected by great dragons.

This person possesses astonishing abilities, capable of altering the course of creation and controlling the dragon veins.

The Feng Shui Huan hexagram signifies the smooth flow of Feng Shui. Li Jiugong used this method to draw in the energy of another dragon vein from the side and infuse it into the Tomb of the Living Dead.

When this hexagram appears, that power arrives from afar.

“Those two old bastards, Zhang Lao Er and Li Lao San…” Zhou Kongchan’s expression changed drastically.

He could sense that at this moment, the dragon vein aura of Zhongnan Mountain was somewhat unstable. Upon observing with his primordial spirit, he saw that deep in the void, there was the aura of a water dragon, which was traveling across thousands of miles from the direction of the capital.

Rumble…

The next moment, the enormous Tomb of the Living Dead suddenly trembled, and cracks appeared from the dome, spreading outwards.

This ancient tomb of the living dead seems poised to be reduced to ruins at any moment.

However, amidst this moment of destruction, a terrifying aura suddenly soared into the sky, slowly rising behind Zhang Fan.

"Um!?"

Xu Zuowang raised an eyebrow and turned to look. He saw that behind Zhang Fan, a phantom of a water palace was slowly rising, seizing the creation of heaven and earth and condensing the essence of the dragon vein.

"Senior, I have other options now."

Just then, Zhang Fan's voice suddenly rang out, full of authority!
(End of this chapter)