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Chapter 92 The Power of Kong Xuan
Chapter 93 The Power of Kong Xuan
On this day, a gentle breeze blew by the side of the paulownia grove, causing the branches and leaves to sway lightly, and a faint glow of rosy light swirled on the red jade platform.
Xuan Yao sat upright on the table, having just finished explaining to Hong Ling the principles of blessing and warding off evil.
Hongling understood something from what he heard, bowed respectfully and withdrew, then went into the woods to find a quiet place to meditate.
Xuan Yao lowered his eyes and regulated his breathing, silently circulating the Qi within his body, gradually incorporating what he had learned from lecturing in recent days into the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit.
As they were sitting quietly, they suddenly heard heavy footsteps coming from outside the cave.
The footsteps were neither hurried nor slow, yet each step seemed to land on the very essence of the earth.
Along with it came a heavy, fiery Daoist aura, which slowed down the spiritual energy in the courtyard.
This is not a deliberate show of force, but rather the sign that the visitor is highly accomplished and his aura is naturally manifested.
Xuan Yao opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in his dark golden tiger eyes.
Suddenly, a Taoist priest appeared in the courtyard.
This person was dressed in a crimson robe, with an ancient and simple face, a cold and stern expression, and a fiery aura emanating from his body that was not visible but was self-evident.
Although he did not unleash his magical power, he possessed the majesty of someone who had long held a high position, and his every move exuded the Daoist charm of fire, harmonizing with the heavens and earth.
Such a phenomenon clearly indicates that one has entered the realm of a Taiyi Golden Immortal.
What made Xuan Yao's eyelids jump even more was that this powerful Phoenix Clan member was holding a dark blue-green dragon snake upside down in his hand.
The serpent was charred black, its scales were mostly shattered, and five-colored light swirled around its wounds, blocking the life force of its flesh.
The two dragons' eyes were filled with terror, and their auras were extremely weak.
It was none other than the old Xuan Shui dragon that Xuan Yao had subdued in the past.
With a casual toss, the Red Feather Daoist threw the old dragon at Xuan Yao's feet, making a muffled sound.
He bowed slightly to Xuan Yao, his tone indifferent, and said that he was an elder of the Crimson Phoenix Palace of the Undying Volcano, and that he had been ordered to come and deliver a message.
Elder Chi Luan glanced at the old dragon convulsing on the ground and said bluntly that this dragon was ignorant of its own limitations and dared to sneak into the forbidden area of the Five-Colored Peak deep in the Undying Volcano, disturbing Ancestor Kong Xuan's cultivation of the innate five elements.
Kong Xuan, the patriarch, originally intended to kill it casually, but before he could make his move, he calculated with his fingers and realized that the true spirit of this dragon was marked with the karmic imprint of the Xikunlun lineage.
Out of consideration for the past relationship between the Phoenix Clan and Xikunlun, the Ancestor spared its life, ordering it to be returned to Xuanyao for his own disposal.
Upon hearing the words "Five-Colored Peak" and "Innate Five Elements Qi," Xuan Yao's heart trembled.
As a time traveler from later generations, how could he not know what kind of person Kong Xuan was?
That was the Phoenix Clan Crown Prince who would later sweep away all the immortals with his Five-Colored Divine Light during the Great Tribulation of the Gods, and who even the Western Saints had to go to great lengths to subdue.
Such supernatural powers are said to be able to cleanse anything within the Five Elements, making them among the most powerful beings below the level of a sage.
Kong Xuan has not yet truly displayed his power in the primordial world; he is still nurturing his origin deep within the immortal volcano.
This stupid dragon of mine dared to provoke such a person; it really has a death wish.
Xuan Yao suppressed the turmoil in his heart, revealing nothing on his face.
He stood up, straightened his clothes, and bowed deeply to Elder Chi Luan, his words earnest.
"This wicked creature has disturbed the sacred cultivation grounds of the Phoenix Clan; it is all due to my poor discipline."
Please, Elder, convey my gratitude to Young Master Kong Xuan for sparing my life.
"I will prepare a small gift and personally visit the Undying Volcano to apologize another day, and I would never dare to let the Phoenix Clan suffer this disturbance for no reason."
Elder Chi Luan's expression softened slightly when he saw that Xuan Yao, despite being a disciple of the Western Kunlun Sect, acted with propriety and neither protected his own nor harbored resentment.
Although the Phoenix Clan has retreated to the south, their inherent pride remains, and they value their dignity above all else. Xuan Yao's words were a great way of giving the Phoenix Clan face.
Elder Chi Luan nodded slightly, leaving only the words "Take care of yourself," before transforming into a long crimson rainbow and disappearing into the sky.
As the crimson rainbow faded into the distance, the Daoist aura of the Fire Virtue outside the cave gradually dissipated.
The gentle expression on Xuan Yao's face vanished.
He looked down at the charred black dragon shadow on the ground, his dark golden tiger eyes filled with a chilling intent.
When the old dragon met his gaze, its remaining scales stood on end in terror, and it let out a series of mournful cries.
Xuan Yao snorted coldly, swept his sleeves, grabbed the old dragon, and turned back to the depths of his cave.
With a bang.
The old dragon was slammed heavily against the stone wall, then fell to the ground, its body curling up in pain.
Xuan Yao stood with his hands behind his back.
"You wretched creature, the depths of the Undying Volcano are the very foundation of the Phoenix Clan, heavily fortified, where powerful beings cultivate in seclusion."
Even I, a humble Taoist priest, dare not make the slightest move.
"You're just a mere Golden Immortal, where do you get the audacity to trespass on Five-Colored Peak?"
"Speak. Why exactly did you disturb that powerful Phoenix Clan cultivator's secluded cultivation?"
The old dragon trembled all over, ignoring the excruciating pain in his body, and repeatedly kowtowed, begging for mercy. Then, he tremblingly told the whole story.
It turns out that all this time, it had been peacefully breathing in and out around the Undying Volcano, using the water elemental energy overflowing from the fire veins to temper its demonic body.
One day, it suddenly sensed something in the darkness and saw five-colored divine light soaring into the sky from a solitary peak deep within the volcano.
The divine light flowed like rosy clouds, dividing into the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, generating and transforming each other endlessly.
From afar, it seems as if a supreme treasure is about to be born, its aura illuminating the mountains and rivers.
The old dragon, overcome by greed, thought that the mountain held a heaven-defying opportunity.
Taking advantage of its ability to change size at will and its mastery of the art of concealment through mysterious water, it bypassed the outer patrols and stealthily made its way over.
But when they entered the Five-Colored Peak, they found no magical treasures at all.
At the summit, only a cold and aloof Taoist priest sat cross-legged in the void.
Its body was draped in five-colored rays of light, and it was absorbing and exhaling the five elements of heaven and earth.
The five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth surround his body, seemingly arising and ceasing with every breath he takes.
From a distance, he seemed to be the manifestation of the Five Elements in the human world.
Besides, there was a divine egg swirling with yin and yang energies beside the Taoist priest, which was also incredibly wondrous.
The Taoist priest noticed the commotion, opened his eyes slightly, and glanced at the old dragon.
As the old dragon spoke, the fear in his eyes intensified, and his voice trembled.
It said that with that one glance, a gentle sweep of five-colored light made it feel as if the world had turned upside down and the five elements were in disarray.
The Golden Immortal's magical power, cultivated diligently for many years, vanished in an instant, like a clay ox sinking into the sea, without any further response.
The five-colored divine light naturally restrains the five elements.
Whether it stirred up demonic energy or used the Xuan Shui divine power, it all dissolved in the blink of an eye.
Even the true spirit in the Niwan Palace seemed to be struck by a heavy hammer, almost collapsing on the spot.
The Taoist priest had already raised his hand, intending to wipe away this ignorant ant.
Just then, the Taoist frowned, calculated for a moment, and then said coldly, "So it turns out he has some connection with Xikunlun."
Having said that, the Taoist withdrew his supernatural powers and casually tossed it off the mountain peak.
Otherwise, not only would it not be able to return to Xuan Yao's presence today, but even a wisp of its true spirit would not be able to escape Five-Colored Peak.
Upon hearing this, Xuan Yao felt even more alarmed.
The five-colored divine light can brush away anything.
Although I did not witness Kong Xuan's actions today, the old dragon's injuries alone were enough to reveal the extent of his supernatural abilities.
Kong Xuan is still nurturing his origin and has not yet truly traveled the primordial world. With only the newly formed five-colored divine light, he was able to suppress the Xuan Shui Old Dragon, who was at the Golden Immortal realm, at a glance.
Such a background and such a foundation are truly awe-inspiring.
Xuan Yao took a deep breath and calmed his emotions.
He looked at the old dragon lying on the ground, barely alive, without a trace of pity.
This wicked creature remains unrepentant in its greed. If I hadn't already planted the Karmic Restriction of Xikunlun in its spirit, it would surely be dead today.
If things go wrong, it could even implicate oneself and create a bad karma with Kong Xuan.
Thinking of this, Xuan Yao flicked a wisp of pure, auspicious energy from his fingertip, which entered the old dragon's body, temporarily stabilizing its dissipating primordial spirit.
"He may be spared the death penalty, but he cannot escape punishment."
Xuan Yao's tone was calm, but it made the old dragon tremble.
"Your greed nearly caused a great disaster. When you return to Qinghei Mountain, you will be punished by undergoing a thousand years of purification by the Southern Ming Fire."
If you dare to harbor even the slightest wicked thought again, I, this humble Taoist, will personally rip out your dragon tendons and imprison your true spirit at the bottom of the pool, so that you may never rise again.
The old dragon felt as if it had been granted a pardon, and repeatedly kowtowed in gratitude. Then it transformed into a faint blue light and slunk away into Xuan Yao's sleeve, not daring to utter another sound.