Du Xuan looked at the seemingly ordinary boy Li Taixu with a solemn gaze, without the slightest intention of looking down on him.
He knew that one cannot judge a book by its cover, especially in this mysterious and unpredictable world of cultivation.
So he politely asked, "How shall I address you?"
Li Taixu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a kind smile, and he replied softly, "I am Li Taixu. I hope that you, young friend, can spare the life of this Sect Leader Qi for my sake."
His tone was calm and friendly, without a trace of the arrogance or haughtiness of a golden immortal.
It should be known that Li Taixu's name is renowned throughout the cultivation world. Whether it is the leader of the immortal sect or the giant of the demonic path, they all respect him and dare not be negligent in the slightest.
However, Du Xuan was an exception. He had no idea who Li Taixu was, let alone give Li Taixu any face.
"Giving you face is not impossible, but before that, I need to see if you are worthy of my face."
After Du Xuan finished speaking, he waved his bamboo staff, and a crescent-shaped beam of light shot out, carrying a sharp momentum, and flew straight toward Li Taixu.
This mysterious light shone like a new moon, containing a wisp of primordial power within Du Xuan's body, and its power was astonishing.
It sliced through the air with a sharp whistling sound, as if it wanted to tear everything in its path in two.
Upon seeing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Li Taixu's eyes, but he did not panic.
He simply raised his hand, and a pale golden light emerged from his palm, forming a shield that blocked Du Xuan's attack.
The two collided with a loud bang, causing ripples to spread through the surrounding air.
Although Li Taixu successfully blocked Du Xuan's attack, he also felt the power of Du Xuan's strength.
He couldn't help but feel more curious and wary of Du Xuan.
After carefully examining the document, he gained a general understanding of Du Xuan's background and couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.
It turned out that this person had not yet condensed his primordial spirit. The reason why he attacked so fiercely was entirely due to the bamboo staff in his hand and a mysterious, powerful force within his body that did not belong to him.
He can see through all this; he truly deserves to be called a Golden Immortal.
"Kid, since you've already made your move, why don't you try taking one of my moves too?"
Li Taixu smiled slightly, a whisk appeared in his hand, and he tossed it out.
In an instant, the whisk, enveloped in a ball of seven-colored immortal light, flew like a meteor to the sky above Du Xuan's head, and crashed down from the sky with a sharp aura.
The target was to strike directly at Du Xuan's vital point.
This attack may seem ordinary, but it contains the full power of a Golden Immortal.
If Du Xuan doesn't handle the situation properly, he'll likely end up with a lot of unwanted romantic attention.
Du Xuan snorted lightly, secretly sneering, "This old bastard does have some skill, but with my senior brother's support, you think you can defeat me with your meager cultivation? You're just dreaming!"
His face darkened, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly raised the bamboo cane above his head.
In an instant, the primordial divine light from the surroundings converged like a tide, forming a powerful energy vortex.
Immediately afterwards, the energy vortex rapidly condensed into a huge tornado, roaring into the sky with devastating force, heading straight for the fallen whisk.
"boom!"
The whisk was struck by the Primordial Divine Light and spun around in the air, unable to fall back down.
"Good! You young man do have some skills!" Li Taixu was secretly amazed upon seeing this, and at the same time gained a new understanding of Du Xuan's strength.
With a thought, he quickly withdrew his whisk, then raised his hand and pointed, a bolt of black and white lightning whistling out from his fingertip.
This bolt of lightning was formed from the primordial Yin and Yang forces, containing the two powers of creation and destruction, intertwined and entwined, embodying the mysteries of life and death.
The next instant, the lightning bolt, like a ferocious dragon, shot towards Du Xuan at an astonishing speed.
Seeing the menacing approach, Du Xuan dared not be negligent in the slightest. He quickly made a thought, and a thousand-petaled blue lotus flew out from his shoulder, blocking the way.
The emerald green lotus, radiating vibrant life, collided with the lightning.
The Yin-Yang Divine Thunder evolved into the duality of Yin and Yang. After being blocked by the Azure Lotus, the black and white lightning immediately circled the lotus gently.
In just a moment, the Thousand-Petaled Green Lotus could no longer hold on and immediately shattered, turning into wisps of smoke that scattered in all directions.
Upon seeing this, Du Xuan's expression changed, and he was about to temporarily retreat and avoid the attack.
But at that moment, a sudden change occurred.
Qi Yuntian, who was originally trapped by the Primordial Divine Light, suddenly broke free. A celestial sword suddenly appeared in his hand. With a cold light flowing, he thrust the celestial sword forward and stabbed it straight at Du Xuan's back.
With a whoosh.
Because the two blue lotuses on his shoulders were gone, the clear light surrounding Du Xuan had become much weaker.
At that moment, the immortal sword pierced through, tearing the clear light apart violently.
The next instant, the immortal sword had already pierced Du Xuan's back, with a section of the sword tip protruding from Du Xuan's chest.
Du Xuan turned around abruptly, glaring fiercely at Qi Yuntian, and said in a trembling voice, "You...!"
Qi Yuntian's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were cold, and the immortal sword in his hand gleamed with a cold light.
With just a light swing of his sword, he could easily cleave Du Xuan in two.
And he did indeed intend to do so.
Li Taixu stood quietly to the side, his brows slightly furrowed, but he did not intervene.
However, at this critical moment, Du Xuan's body suddenly trembled violently, and a stream of pure energy gushed out from his fontanelle.
In an instant, the pure energy condensed into a Taoist priest wearing a golden crown and a Taoist robe.
This Taoist priest was actually Hu Le's illusory figure, and his appearance shocked everyone.
Hu Le's illusory figure slowly opened his eyes, his empty gaze sweeping across Qi Yuntian and Li Taixu's faces.
As they were touched by that deep, empty gaze, an invisible force quietly descended.
Qi Yuntian and Li Taixu felt as if time and space around them had frozen in an instant, their bodies becoming stiff and unable to move an inch.
Even Li Taixu, as a Golden Immortal, felt his thoughts frozen and unable to function at this moment, let alone Qi Yuntian.
After Hu Le appeared, he raised his hand and pointed. The purple bamboo staff in Du Xuan's hand was as if it were being grasped by an invisible hand, directly breaking free from Du Xuan's control, flying into the air, and then landing steadily in Hu Le's hand.
Hu Le gently waved his purple bamboo staff, and a wisp of rich life force descended from nowhere, entering Du Xuan's body and stabilizing his life force, which was about to dissipate.
Immediately afterwards, Hu Le waved his sleeve, and Qi Yuntian and the other two felt as if the stars were shifting and their figures were changing, as if they were traversing endless void.
The next moment, they appeared in the main hall of the Celestial Divine Mountain.
At this moment, Hu Le's true form was sitting quietly on Biyou's bed, his eyes calm as still water, staring steadily at them.
Unbeknownst to them, the figure that had been hovering above Du Xuan's head had also vanished without a trace, while the purple bamboo staff, as if possessed by a spirit, flew automatically toward Du Xuan's true form, finally landing lightly on Biyou's bed...
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