After becoming a Taoist partner with my senior sister, my master changed

Qingluan Continent.

The palm wind, carrying a cold and sinister aura, rushed towards the women. Just before the palm was about to fall, nine golden lights descended from the sky and enveloped the women.

"Buzz!"

As soon as Tu Bo's palm, which was filled with cold and sinister energy, touched the golden light, a golden lotus blossomed on the back of his hand without any warning.

The lotus spread rapidly along the arm at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a moment it covered the entire arm. Then, with a loud "bang", the entire arm turned into a sky full of spiritual light.

Tu Bo looked up at the sky expressionlessly, and the surging negative energy around him suddenly stopped, as if he was silently confronting a being hidden in the sky across layers of void.

As a special being derived from the Heavenly Dao of the Yin and Ming Land, he was inherently subject to the implicit checks and balances of the Heavenly Dao rules of the heavens and myriad realms. It was only natural that he would be stopped by the Heavenly Dao of this land when he attacked someone of great merit without provocation on the Qingluan Continent.

But what puzzled him was that the power of the Heavenly Dao in this world was much stronger than he had perceived in the past.

On the other side, the women enveloped in the golden light felt the restraint around them suddenly disappear. Without any hesitation, they all retreated backwards, wanting to get away from Tu Bo as quickly as possible.

But the next second, they sadly discovered that their feet seemed to be standing still and the distance between them and Tu Bo had not changed at all.

"The origin of the world? However, since I can easily descend into this world, it proves that you have not yet completely refined it."

After a simple calculation, Tu Bo understood the cause and effect.

But even though he understood it clearly, he was helpless against the women at the moment.

Although the Heavenly Dao of Qingluan Continent has not yet completely refined the origin of the world, it already has the ability to wipe out his clone, unless his real body comes in person, but due to various restrictions, this is simply impossible.

"You can follow me to the underworld, and I can guarantee that I will protect you until he returns."

Tu Bo raised his eyes and looked at the women. His tone was still cold, but it lacked the oppressive feeling from before.

"I...why should we believe..."

Ye Xiaoxiao opened her mouth to retort, but before she could finish her words, Xu Hanyi grabbed her.

"Ancient beings like gods are another manifestation of the way of heaven and will not break their promises." Xu Hanyi shook his head slightly and explained softly.

"For living people to enter the underworld is against the laws of heaven and earth. Even if the Lord is willing to take us in, it is not a long-term solution."

Qing Shu took a step forward and continued, "How about this, sir, please help us clear away this gray mist. This way, it will protect us before Qin Lang returns."

"I can suppress this pollution and carve out a pure land for you for a period of time, but I cannot eliminate it."

Tu Bo spoke, his tone still calm, "I am just like the laws of nature in this world. I can only act within the rules."

"..."

The women were silent. Should they go to the underworld and quietly await Lin Chuan's return, in order to live up to his legacy? Or, for the sake of the people of Qingluan Continent, should they choose to let Tu Bo suppress the fog for a while? This dilemma quietly lingered in their minds.

"Five hundred years. Help us suppress this fog for five hundred years. How about that?"

Xu Hanyi took a deep breath, suppressed the hesitation in his heart, and looked up at Tu Bo.

In her opinion, five hundred years was the limit. If Lin Chuan had not returned after five hundred years, the hope of his safe return would be almost zero.

"Sixty years."

Tu Bo spoke coldly, without waiting for the women to respond, and as he raised his hand, a thick yin energy spread out. The gray mist was instantly wrapped up by an invisible force and quickly retreated towards the edge of the continent.

"The cause and effect of the Emperor's corpse has been completely resolved. If you stir up the Emperor's corpse again, you will bear the consequences yourself."

Leaving behind these words, no one knew who they were addressed to, Tu Bo's figure slowly dissipated, and the portal to the underworld in the sky also disappeared without a trace.

"..."

The women looked at each other, all of them unable to hide their bitter smiles. But now that things had come to this, there was no point in dwelling on it any further.

"What just happened? Why couldn't you move just now?"

"Look, the fog is going away!"

"Great, we're still alive!"

……

Seeing the gray mist slowly receding along the edge of the continent, the survivors instantly burst into cheers, their faces full of relief at having survived the disaster.

"Senior Sister, just now..."

Li Jun led a group of high-ranking officials from the Holy Land and walked over quickly. There was a trance on his face as if he had survived a disaster, but also some doubts.

Although they did not understand the whole situation, they knew that the resolution of this crisis was definitely related to Xu Hanyi and others.

"It's okay. Thanks to Chuan'er, everyone can live another sixty years."

……

Fairyland, Northern Province.

Lin Chuan sat cross-legged on the ground, the yin and yang energies around him no longer flowing smoothly as before, but turned into two roaring and boiling galaxies.

One is extremely yang and strong, as hot as billions of stars burning at the same time; the other is extremely yin and cold, as deep and dark as the eternal abyss of night that never changes.

The ultimate confrontation and collision took place in his body. This was the attack of the Yin-Yang Avenue towards the final barrier after its perfection.

"Buzz!"

At this critical moment, the sky was suddenly torn apart by an indescribable force, and a brilliant river of light formed purely by the runes of laws fell down with a loud bang. Its light was gentle and majestic, containing the supreme will that made all spirits submit and all paths resonate.

That is destiny.

The destiny of the immortal world sensed the ultimate power that was enough to reshape the universe and recreate yin and yang, and was attracted here.

This river of destiny light contains ancient authority such as "balance", "order" and "creation". As long as Lin Chuan is willing to accept and integrate with it, he can immediately become the rightful ruler of this fairy world, bear the destiny, and become the Immortal Emperor.

This is the highest recognition from heaven and earth, and the destination that all cultivators throughout the ages have dreamed of.

The light of destiny gently shines on Lin Chuan, waiting for his response.

However, Lin Chuan only glanced at the drooping river of destiny light indifferently, with no joy or sadness in his eyes, only absolute clarity and pride.

"Carrying you is like being shackled by you in my previous life."

"My way does not require your approval!"

"The path to becoming an emperor that I seek is the absolute self!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he completely ignored the power of destiny that was so close to him and within his reach, and suddenly immersed all his mind into the boiling vortex of yin and yang in his body.

"Congeal!"

He let out a shout, and with his supreme will, he forcibly compressed and guided the yin and yang forces that were almost destroying himself.

The next moment, the fiercely opposing yin and yang energies underwent a transformation at the extreme point of destruction.

A flawless, black and white, slowly rotating jade-shaped seal suddenly condensed deep in his dantian.

That is the Yin-Yang Imperial Seal!

As soon as this seal was completed, an supreme divine power that controlled the balance of all things and was detached from the outside world surged out from his body, even slightly forcing back the drooping light of destiny from the immortal world.

When the Destiny Light River seemed to hesitate, it felt the equally supreme, but more pure and independent authority in the other party's body. It was a self-contained system of law power that was not within its jurisdiction.

Lin Chuan slowly raised his hand, not to welcome the destiny, but to gently wave his sleeves towards the river of destiny light.

"This world has no master anymore."

"Only I, Yin and Yang, can prove my path to becoming an emperor."

"You, go away."

An unquestionable repulsive force originating from the origin of yin and yang surged out, and the brilliant river of destiny light actually trembled slightly, as if sighing. The light gradually dimmed, and finally slowly receded and disappeared into the sky again.

It chose to leave.

The world fell into dead silence again.

"Congratulations, Master, for reaching the realm of the Immortal Emperor!"

The voices of the two sword spirits came from a distance. They wanted to get closer, but they were frozen in place by the supreme divine power that unconsciously emanated from Lin Chuan's body. Instinctively, they did not dare to take another step forward and could only stand still.

At this moment, in their eyes, Lin Chuan's left eye was like the rising sun, and his right eye was like the cold moon hanging high in the sky. There were also strange phenomena of day and night alternating, and life and death cycle constantly appearing and disappearing around him.

"It's okay, come here."

Lin Chuan let out a long sigh, and the suffocating imperial power around him instantly subsided. He became just like an ordinary person, without any sense of oppression anymore.

He gave up carrying the destiny, but used his absolute power to push the Yin-Yang Avenue to the imperial realm. His imperial power came from himself and did not rely on external things, so it was purer and freer.

"Owner."

Qingxiao and Xingye no longer hesitated and quickly walked up to Lin Chuan.

"I will stay here until his great path is completely obliterated. Your next task is to raise your rank to the Imperial Rank."

After saying that, Lin Chuan raised his hand and waved it gently. Qingxiao and Xingye instantly turned into two streams of light, one black and one white, and merged into his body.

After completing all this, Lin Chuan reached the edge of the abyss. He raised his hand and pointed upwards, a faint yin and yang energy lingering on his fingertips.

The next second, a mutilated corpse, firmly imprisoned in a black and white cage, slowly rose from the bottom of the abyss and hovered in front of him.

If he had chosen to merge with Heaven's Fate earlier, with his cultivation level having just reached the first level of the Immortal Emperor, it would have taken him at least ten years to erase the incomplete ninth level of the Immortal Emperor's avenue within this broken corpse. However, now his thoughts were confirmed...

Half a year later, Qingluan Continent.

Those who were still struggling with the thought of having only 60 years left to live, received an unexpected surprise one morning:

The gray mist that had troubled and threatened them for over two hundred years had completely and silently dissipated...

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