The Heavens: From Film and Mythology to Conquering Myriad Realms

Under Lu Yao's instructions, Han Xin soon led an army of 300,000 towards the border of the Song Dynasty.

The Song Dynasty was much stronger than both the Western Xia and Dali, and quickly dispatched a general to lead 200,000 Song troops to resist them.

The battle between the two armies was only the first battlefield; the most important and crucial location was the Song Dynasty's imperial palace.

Knowing the way the Xiaoyao Sect operated, Zhao Xu was naturally already on high alert, waiting for Lu Yao to come knocking on his door.

Although the Song Dynasty now has a Grandmaster to back it up, it is still the weaker party. After all, the news that the Sweeper Monk was no match for Lu Yao had already spread throughout the martial arts world, and Zhao Xu was naturally aware of it as well.

However, the Sweeping Monk assured Zhao Xu that with him there, the Song Dynasty would definitely not fall, which gave Zhao Xu confidence.

Lu Yao, on the other hand, led a group of innate masters straight into the Song Dynasty palace, without any intention of concealing their presence.

"Grandmaster Lu, I have been waiting here for a long time."

Under the protection of several Shaolin monks, Zhao Xu appeared and spoke to Lu Yao.

"Submit! You may live."

Lu Yao didn't bother with any more pleasantries with Zhao Xu and went straight to the point.

"Grandmaster Lu, our Great Song Dynasty and your Xiaoyao Sect have never interfered with each other. Why not cease hostilities, sit down and have a proper talk?"

"Our Great Song Dynasty is willing to grant Master Lu the position of National Preceptor."

Zhao Xu looked at Lu Yao and said in a deep voice.

In fact, Zhao Xu did not want to fight Lu Yao to the death. If he could get Lu Yao to stop, he would be willing to pay a price.

Unfortunately, Zhao Xu had no idea what Lu Yao was thinking.

Unifying the world was Lu Yao's primary goal for the sake of the world's origins; power and resources were secondary considerations.

The world of Tianlong has been completely changed because of Lu Yao, and the world's origins are becoming increasingly scarce.

Unifying the world and conquering various countries brings about a very objective world order, and this is Lu Yao's true objective.

Helping Murong Fu restore his kingdom brought Lu Yao over a thousand World Origins; the World Origins he collected from various countries must have brought even more.

"It seems you intend to resist to the very end."

Lu Yao chuckled and looked at Zhao Xu with interest.

Yang Guo, who was standing next to Lu Yao, instantly attacked Zhao Xu, slamming out a giant sword.

After Yang Guo's martial arts cultivation reached the mid-stage of the Innate Realm, Lu Yao bestowed upon him the giant sword and the Dugu Nine Swords obtained from the Dugu Sword Tomb.

Yang Guo seemed to have a great affinity for the Dugu Nine Swords and the Cold Iron Greatsword, and he was able to use them skillfully very quickly, displaying extraordinary power.

"Amitabha!"

The Shaolin monk beside Zhao Xu acted decisively, blocking Yang Guo with a single Dragon Claw move.

The two then began to fight.

"What are the Shaolin people doing here?"

Lu Yao glanced at the monks beside Zhao Xu, who was making the move, and his expression shifted slightly.

Zhao Xu, however, remained completely calm. With the Sweeping Monk present, nothing bad would happen to his Great Song Dynasty.

Just then, a powerful Buddhist chant rang out.

"Amitabha Buddha, benefactor, you have committed boundless killings. You should know that turning back is the right path."

The sweeping monk's presence permeated the entire square; even before he appeared, his suffocating aura enveloped the entire area.

Even Yang Guo, who was fighting, couldn't help but stop.

Lu Yao frowned slightly, and his true energy erupted instantly, immediately dispelling the oppressive feeling.

"Why is the master here instead of meditating in the temple? Does he also intend to wade into these muddy waters and board the broken ship of the Song Dynasty?"

Lu Yao remained calm, immediately recognizing who was speaking.

Suddenly, an old monk dressed in a gray-blue robe appeared in the square, quietly watching Lu Yao.

"This humble monk's cultivation is ultimately insufficient, and I am inevitably burdened by worldly affairs. Please forgive me, benefactor."

The sweeping monk, his expression neither sad nor happy, spoke in a deep voice.

"It seems that the master is determined to fight me, but last time it was just a friendly spar, this time it won't be so easy to stop."

Lu Yao stared straight at the sweeping monk and said in a cold voice.

“Amitabha, benefactor, it is time to turn back. As long as you do not offend the Song Dynasty, Shaolin will naturally not stop you.”

The Sweeping Monk didn't actually want to fight Lu Yao to the death. If he could gain the benefits of the Song Dynasty without bloodshed, that would be the best outcome.

"Hmph! You're courting death!"

Lu Yao stared coldly at the sweeping monk, then vanished in an instant.

The sweeping monk's expression darkened, and he swept a long golden staff in his hand, creating a shadow of the staff that covered his entire body.

"Great Demon-Subduing Fist!"

Lu Yao used his perfected Lingbo Weibu technique to approach the Sweeper Monk and punched him in the face.

"Bodhidharma Staff Technique!"

The Sweeping Monk gripped his long staff tightly and unleashed a sweeping attack, carrying the force of a sweeping strike against Lu Yao.

"boom!"

The two attacks clashed, creating a massive surge of energy that swept wildly outwards.

Both sides knew that the outcome of the battle between the two grandmasters would determine the victor for both sides, so they did not make a move and instead watched the two grandmasters fight closely.

Lu Yao kept launching attacks, relentlessly assaulting the Sweeper Monk. His true energy surged wildly, forcing the Sweeper Monk to defend with all his might.

"Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms! Six Yang Palms of Tianshan! Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm! White Rainbow Palm..."

Lu Yao continuously unleashed extremely powerful palm techniques, greatly shocking the Sweeper Monk.

Because while Lu Yao's palm techniques were powerful, they also consumed a lot of his true energy. However, the Sweeper Monk saw that Lu Yao showed no signs of exhaustion in his true energy, which was terrifying.

Although a Grandmaster's true energy is inexhaustible and can be quickly replenished, that is only relative to ordinary experts. A Grandmaster still needs time to replenish his true energy.

The Sweeper Monk had never encountered an opponent like Lu Yao, who possessed a true Qi Sea level, before.

"The magical power of indestructibility!"

Seeing that Lu Yao showed no sign of stopping, the Sweeper Monk finally couldn't hold back any longer and unleashed his ultimate technique.

The sweeping monk's clothes burst open, revealing his golden skin once again.

That is, the moment the Sweeper Monk unleashed his true energy, Lu Yao's attack paused for a moment.

"Vajra Suppresses the Mountain!"

The sweeping monk swung his golden staff, unleashing an indestructible and unwavering staff intent. He struck out with a whooshing sound as it swept towards Lu Yao.

"Six Meridians Divine Sword Formation!"

Lu Yao's expression turned solemn as his true energy surged and erupted, instantly condensing into countless solid sword energies around his body.

Countless sword energies fell according to the sword formation, and a sharp, soaring sword intent broke through the sweeping monk's staff intent, turning into cold light that shot continuously toward the sweeping monk.

"Oh no! The Golden Bell Shield!"

The sweeping monk felt a stinging sensation from the sword energy, and immediately held the golden staff in front of him. His whole body burst with golden light, forming a golden protective shield.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The pure white sword energy continuously bombarded the golden shield, producing a piercing sound of true energy being annihilated.

However, Lu Yao did not stop condensing sword energy. The biggest difference between him and the Sweeper Monk was that his true energy was almost inexhaustible, reaching a terrifying seven hundred years.

This is also why Lu Yao has so much true energy, having destroyed many sects and absorbed the true energy of countless masters.

After the sword energy continued to shoot for more than ten minutes, the Sweeper Monk finally could not hold on any longer.

"Oh!"

The sweeping monk's protective shield shattered instantly, and countless sword energies pierced through his body.

"You lost!"

Lu Yao instantly appeared in front of the Sweeping Monk, grabbed the Sweeping Monk's neck with one hand, and said calmly.