Taiyi Dao Fruit

"Boom!"

Thunder Eye unleashed another roar, and the ferocious thunder light transformed into a blue electric dragon, colliding with the sword light and shielding Yang Ji from the strike.

"Bang!"

The altar exploded into pieces, countless shards and fragments charred by the electric snakes. The ground itself was upheaved, hurling sand and stones wildly, leaving behind pits charred black by the electricity.

The blue electric dragon blocked the sword light, and as Yang Ji's gaze swept across, numerous electric snakes branched out, striking like sharp spears towards Zhong Shenxiu's vital points.

However, Zhong Shenxiu simply twisted his long sword, and thousands of fine cuts of blade energy swirled and suddenly transformed into a lively and vivid flood dragon that shredded countless electric snakes and met the dragon head-on.

This flood dragon, composed entirely of blade energy, each part and inch entirely sword energy, yet with the form of a dragon, was as if truly real.

People said Zhong Shenxiu once slew a flood dragon in the White Mountain Black Water region; now, seeing it firsthand confirmed the rumors were true. And he didn't just slay the dragon; he studied it inside and out, so thoroughly that he could manifest it with his sword energy.

The flood dragon and the blue electric dragon were entwined in combat, with electric snakes slithering around and blade energy flying chaotically, forcing the doctors and Yellow Turban Warriors to avoid them.

And at the same time, a vast Gang Wind descended, sweeping up ordinary citizens and dropping them afar. Ming Yang arrived, carrying the Junzi Wind, and he crushed the doctors.

"Where is the Powerful Warrior?"

Jiang Li bellowed furiously as he, too, was overwhelmed by the Gang Wind.

"The Powerful Warrior is here."

Feng Manlou conveniently stepped forward just in time to block the Gang Wind.

While Jiang Li raised his hand to sketch signs, the Six Ding and Six Jia Protection Talisman silently imprinted on Feng Manlou's body, cloaking him in golden light, and then pushed him forward, "Go."

You've been strengthened, get in there.

"Ah?"

Thinking it was just a gesture, that he could fight and retreat, Feng Manlou was stunned.

You want someone who is ostensibly Seventh Rank to fight against Sixth Rank? Do you think everyone's an animal like you?

He wanted to back away, but Jiang Li behind him had already pushed his palm, blocking him and causing the Gang Wind to strike.

"Bang!"

The Gang Wind exploded, and several huge figures were forcefully sent flying back - the other five Seventh Rank Powerful Warriors.

The gap in Grade and power was vividly demonstrated at this moment.

Although Ming Yang was no match for Jiang Li, after all, he was a prodigy of the Imperial College. Despite his age, he was not someone these Yellow Turban Warriors could rival.

Among all present, only Feng Manlou could withstand this wave of Gang Wind, yet he still pretended to retreat, seemingly injured.

"Little brother, this is betrayal and an attempt on your elder brother's life," Feng Manlou accused through telepathy.

Jiang Li laughed in response, neither confirming nor denying.

He had once tried to reveal Feng Manlou's secret, but before he could speak, he felt a mysterious lock-down and sensed a great peril. But now, pushing Feng Manlou towards the Gang Wind, nothing happened.

What did this mean? It meant Feng Manlou had no fear of Ming Yang's Gang Wind.

"Don't hesitate, attack now!"

On the other side, Yang Ji shouted loudly, calling upon his allies to take action as he saw his side at a disadvantage. At the same time, his hands formed seals, and a bolt of thunder light shot straight into the sky.

"Nine Heavens Wild Thunder."

"Boom!"

The sky thundered with lightning, countless electric snakes entwining into a lightning bolt as thick as a barrel, striking down with the utmost firmness and directness, the essence of pure Yang from heaven and earth.

This was not a thunder forged from True Qi, but real Heavenly Thunder that carried the firm Yang of heaven and earth, falling upon Yang Ji's great enemy - Zhong Shenxiu.

Blinding white brilliance engulfed Zhong Shenxiu's figure, but in the next instant, a Sword Gang burst from the midst of the thunder, the dazzling light split in two by the Sword Gang's edge.

"Heavenly Thunder, I, Zhong, have also withstood it."

Zhong Shen Xiu's voice rose amidst the deafening roar of thunder, yet it was extraordinarily clear. The Observation Blade ripped through the lightning, and the Sword Gang suddenly transformed, coiling around Yang Ji like an electric python.

Even the Heavenly Thunder could be materialized. No wonder it was called the "Creation Divine Blade."

The electric python Sword Gang wrapped around Yang Ji, forming a huge wheel and closing in on the center, where it collided fiercely with the protective thunder around Yang Ji.

Zhong Shen Xiu's figure flashed out from the Thunder Light, flickering again, but not to pursue his victory. Instead, he charged straight toward the divine effigy.

He soared into the air and brought his blade down on the divine effigy's forehead, sacrilegiously slashing a mark and then reaching out to draw forth a streak of golden light.

This was the true reliance of the Taiping Sect's Praying for Rain. Without it, the Taiping Sect wouldn't be able to manipulate the water vapor on a large scale or affect the weather across several counties.

But before the golden light could fall into Zhong Shen Xiu's hands, a True Qi hand pushed across the space, charging toward the figure in mid-air.

"One Breath Great Capture! There are still masters here!"

Zhong Shen Xiu's eyes, sharp as blades, swept across, and a visible sword mark appeared on the True Qi hand, nearly splitting it in two.

The Observation Blade followed closely, ready to strike at the one who had interfered.

At that moment, a yellow shadow flickered, and someone rushed over, landing a Fist Seal on the blade.

"Boom!"

The Observation Blade emitted a muffled sound, and Zhong Shen Xiu easily slashed apart the Fist Seal with a turn of his blade. However, the force of the Fist Seal burst forth at the same moment, blowing the golden light away.

"Zhong Shen Xiu, you're destined to return without success today."

A fox tail swept across the space, accompanied by Xiao Jiuniang's voice descending towards the golden light.

However—

A figure flew upside down through the air, grasping the golden light in an extremely awkward posture, then climbed higher while inverted, avoiding the fox tail, somersaulted in mid-air, and landed on the ground.

"You?"

Xiao Jiuniang retracted her fox tail and stood on a nearby famous building, her face full of surprise.

"Is it you?"

The middle-aged man who rushed over stopped in his tracks, equally shocked.

"Indeed, it's you."

Zhong Shen Xiu landed, his face expressionless, as if this was within his expectations.

This unmistakable feeling, it couldn't be wrong, it's him, it's him, it's definitely him!

"Of course, it's me."

Jiang Li chuckled, holding the golden light in his hand and looking at the crowd.

The same "you," but the targets were different.

Xiao Jiuniang and the middle-aged man were talking about the Doctor of the Taiping Sect, while Zhong Shen Xiu had already recognized Jiang Li's identity.

Even though Jiang Li was wearing a Nuo Mask, had a different Qi Mechanism, and his stature was altered, Zhong Shen Xiu still recognized him, who he had only met once.

'Just as the Clan Elder elevated the Innate Golden Qi to a formless Realm, Zhong Shen Xiu has also managed to incorporate certain principles into his cultivation. But what age is the Clan Elder, and what age is Zhong Shen Xiu…'

Jiang Li contemplated inwardly, 'This man's natural talent, it's terrifying indeed.'

"Do you also want the Rain Master Token?" Zhong Shen Xiu asked.

"If I didn't want it, why would I bother trying to take it?"

Jiang Li retorted, gripping the golden light in his hand.

He could feel that this object was beneficial to his own Power. Moreover, this item was the key to the Taiping Sect's Praying for Rain. Having it in his control meant he could influence the actions of the Taiping Sect as well as other parties.

However, all of this was predicated on the assumption that Jiang Li could take it with him.

At that moment, everyone's gaze was fixed on the golden light in Jiang Li's hand.