Immortal Dao is dead, I am the mastermind behind it all.

What a terrifying junior.

They stayed in Feiguangzhou just like me, separated by the border sea, observing and playing chess in Langya from afar.

By using clones and teleportation arrays to scheme, he managed to take the immunity token before he could.

Furthermore, they possess the means to foresee calamities and plan ahead.

Knowing that there is a God of Destiny who guides all living beings to enlightenment, if one were to kill mortals again, one would be going against that God of Destiny and inviting death upon oneself.

Therefore, he placed the battleground in a mortal city, restricting their offensive and magical abilities, thus creating an advantage for himself, who was at a lower level.

And upon seeing himself, he revealed his true origins in a single sentence.

"This child is just like me, full of cunning and scheming! He must not be allowed to live!"

Beneath the straw hat, the old man's eyes were cold.

"Have you asked your name yet?"

Tea was already prepared on the table, and Shen Moyan invited the other party to sit down.

The old man's expression froze for a moment, then he gladly took a seat and immediately stated his name:

"I am a master of astrology."

Not a True Lord? Just a Purple Mansion True Person?

The state of one's aura in the middle to late stages of the Purple Mansion realm.

Shen Moyan wiped the Jinghong Sword.

Silently reciting the name, the Nail Name Curse Killing Array Plate, which I obtained from the Array Pavilion a few years ago, did not react. It seems that using a Taoist name instead of the real name is not enough to curse the opponent.

It just so happens that Shen Moyan, having cultivated to this point, has not fought anyone for quite some time.

The astrological master picked up his teacup, about to drink, but hesitated for a second.

"Why did you stop drinking, Master?" Shen Moyan teased.

Seeing Shen Moyan's mocking expression, the Star Master angrily smashed his teacup.

The tea made a hissing, corrosive sound when it hit the ground, and a pungent cloud of smoke rose up.

On the ground, a grotesque worm with menacing mouthparts was wriggling and struggling.

"You junior, your tricks are useless." The killing intent in the eyes of the Star Master intensified.

"Looks like the only way to get the gold medal is from your corpse."

At this moment, the calamity has reached a point of no return.

The next moment, a fierce battle erupted, ready to break out at any moment.

"Charge!"

Shen Moyan shouted loudly.

The Heavenly Gang Annihilation Formation, within the cramped private room, manifested sword energy, saber light, and a hundred other weapons, like a vast army, attacking the Celestial Immortal.

Then, in the shadow beneath the feet of the Star Master, the Xuanming Needles, like a torrential rain of pear blossoms, followed him relentlessly.

"Yao Guang Po Jun!"

The Celestial Master raised his hand and pressed down, calming the thousands of troops in the killing formation.

"Tianxuan Giant Gate!"

A vast sea of ​​stars appeared around him, and the thousands of Xuanming needles instantly dissipated when they touched his body.

"Kaiyang Wuqu!"

The Celestial Immortal reached out with his large hand, shattering the protective array and aiming straight for Shen Moyan's head.

However, after the large hand touched Shen Moyan, his physical image dissipated into ripples.

Phantom Loop!

The astrologer's eyes narrowed, and he turned his head to the side.

Behind them, Shen Moyan had already closed in, his sword flashing!

A fleeting glimpse!

Right from the start, Shen Moyan used his most treasured technique.

"The third realm? You're a sword cultivator at the realm of intent?!"

The Celestial Master was startled, but still used the Heavenly Pivot Gate for defense as usual.

This sword strike was brief yet deadly.

In his star-like eyes, he couldn't even deduce the trajectory of the sword intent.

Like a startled swan, without roots or duckweed.

After this sword strike, Shen Moyan stepped out with the Azure Waves Step and disappeared once again.

The star Tianxuan Jumen suddenly developed a crack.

A faint line of blood appeared on the neck of the astrological master, with fine blood flowing down.

He hurriedly began using healing methods, his expression grave:

What is the name of this move?

"A stunning sight."

An indifferent voice echoed throughout the private room.

The glint in the eyes of the Celestial Master paused slightly, as if he were chewing on two words, before letting out a low, hoarse laugh:

"Heh... A fleeting glimpse? That's quite fitting."

"The third realm of sword intent, which condenses intent with rhythm, is comparable to the various Purple Mansion Divine Powers formed with rhythm."

"Unfortunately, though swift as a shooting star, it cannot last. When it encounters a vast and intricate web of traps, it is like a sparrow or larva, walking right into the snare!"

The sarcasm in his words was undisguised.

The Celestial Master formed hand seals, and his own Daoist aura burst forth.

From Xi Yi's perspective, Shen Moyan witnessed the Purple Mansion's methods up close for the first time.

Purple Mansion Realm: Scattered like stars.

Centered on the Star Master, the entire private room, and even parts of the space outside the private room, suddenly distorted and changed!

The tables, chairs, doors, windows, and even the bustling city scene outside the window vanished instantly, replaced by an endless dark void.

This way, mortals would not be harmed, and the Star River Qiming Siming would come after them.

The Celestial Master scoffed. Shen Moyan's little scheme was utterly useless against the superior cultivator.

Within the Purple Mansion Realm, illusory stars move along mysterious trajectories, their brightness fluctuating, and streaks of starlight, like chains, intertwine to form a giant net that covers the heavens and the earth.

The Daoist principles, imbued with the meanings of "calculation," "imprisonment," and "destiny," permeated every corner of this realm like a tidal wave!

After resonating with the Daoist rhyme in the Purple Mansion Realm, one can transform the domain into a rhyme.

After the Guicang Realm condenses its original essence, it can transform into a grotto-heaven.

These are things that are difficult for those in the Transcendent Realm to achieve. Without the means to sense the essence of things, they would be subjected to a dimensional reduction attack and would not even know how they died.

Within this realm, the Celestial Master is the absolute ruler!

He can distort perception and even predict and guide his opponent's actions to a certain extent!

Moreover, the powerful Daoist aura of this domain caused Shen Moyan to instantly feel his magical power circulating sluggishly.

It's like being stuck in a quagmire; even your thinking becomes sluggish.

Shen Moyan's carefully laid-out arrays were also delayed in operation, and the efficiency of the Illusionary Tracing Array decreased, causing his true form to be revealed in front of the Star Realm Master.

"Sparrow caught in the net, where can you escape to?!"

The astrological master spoke indifferently, raising his hand in a gesture of pressing down.

In the void, several large stars suddenly lit up, transforming into pillars of starlight containing destructive power. Like spears of divine punishment, they tore through the darkness and crushed down towards Shen Moyan!

This attack has far exceeded the limits that a Transcendent Realm cultivator can withstand!

There's no way to avoid it! There's no way to stop it!

"Whether it's a swan or a sparrow, a net or a trap, only by trying can we know!"

Facing the pillar of starlight, Shen Moyan remained expressionless, his hand gripping the sword hilt unwavering as he reassembled his magical power.

Just as the destructive starlight was about to touch one ten-thousandth of his body.

"Transcend all appearances!"

After discarding the useless information, Shen Moyan's eyes suddenly became deep and profound.

What is his secret weapon?

The Magic Gourd? No!

The Azure Sun Sword Technique? No!

The Primordial Demon Tome? No!

Shen Moyan has always relied solely on himself.

Standing beneath the pillar of starlight, from Yu Xiyi's perspective, Shen Moyan saw the rhythm of the Star Luo Domain's operation, and he also saw...

In the illusory starry sky, behind all changes and all births and deaths, lies the only constant.

Eternal nothingness.

The desolate Xiyi.

"So this is what Qingming meant by cruelty..."

At the brink of life and death, Shen Moyan suddenly realized that a glimmer of Daoist light appeared in his heart.

Supernatural powers are condensed from rhythm.

And each one of them is unique.

That tiny point of light on his chest is the culmination of his five lifetimes, a pursuit of the Daoist path to immortality!

All life, arising and ceasing in an instant, is but a ripple in eternal silence.

But on what grounds?

Is my life truly meaningless in the emptiness of the universe?

Are all stories meaningless?

Is it all nothingness? Is clinging to things useless?

He recalled the weakness he felt after transforming into ginseng, and the sense of powerlessness he felt as the supreme martial artist facing the Sword Annihilation of the Great Qi.

Shen Moyan gritted his teeth.

I'm determined to stick to it.

I, Shen Moyan, desire immortality, to be as eternal as eternity!

Even if I write endlessly until the end, until the conclusion is as I have written!

A single thought, like a ray of light opening the heavens and the earth, illuminated his sea of ​​consciousness.

In a moment of inspiration, he concentrated all his mind, all his understanding of "Xi Yi," and even all the remaining magical power and spiritual power in his heart.

Following that ethereal and eternal Daoist principle.

He took a step forward.

A sword dance that startles the world.

The rudimentary form of one's innate supernatural power: what is written in a moment becomes eternal!