Chapter 54

Wanxian Lai Chao is the exclusive technique of the Wanxian Hall on Bishan Mountain. It is said to have been created by Hongtian Daozhang, the master of Luyang Zhenren, using his own soul and mental power to condense metal energy, forming thousands of projections!

Each projection takes a portion of the soul power of the caster, so when Hongtian Daozhang used Wanxian Lai Chao, the golden projections formed numbered over a thousand. When he used it to the fullest, he could single-handedly slaughter through an army of thousands!

When Luyang Zhenren used Wanxian Lai Chao to the fullest, he could create hundreds of projections, and was known as the strongest true cultivator in Nanhu Province!

Xuancheng Zhenren's strength did not reach the level of his predecessors, and he could only create dozens of golden projections. Even so, in the entire Nanhu Province, few cultivators could ignore Xuancheng Zhenren's existence!

Wanxian Lai Chao is a secret technique of the Wanxian Hall. Even among Xuancheng Zhenren's disciples, only Ke Bingyi began practicing Wanxian Lai Chao a few years ago, but even until his dantian was destroyed by Yang Chen, he had not found the way to enter.

In other words, apart from Xuancheng Zhenren, no one else in the Wanxian Hall had learned this technique.

To put it another way, in the entire world, only Xuancheng Zhenren should have mastered the technique of Wanxian Lai Chao!

Yet, Yang Chen used Wanxian Lai Chao right in front of Xuancheng Zhenren and the more than forty disciples of the Wanxian Hall, effortlessly using the same technique to confront Xuancheng Zhenren, and it was clear that Yang Chen's Wanxian Lai Chao was even more proficient!

Each projection carries a portion of soul power, so although Wanxian Lai Chao is powerful, it cannot be used lightly.

Xuancheng Zhenren only used Wanxian Lai Chao after realizing Yang Chen's strength and potential, risking everything to try to crush Yang Chen in the cradle.

But Yang Chen used a method that Xuancheng Zhenren could not accept, completely shattering his golden projections!

As the soul power dissipated with the golden projections, Xuancheng Zhenren's face turned deathly pale, and a sense of indescribable emptiness filled his soul!

He swayed on the spot three times and then fell to the ground, unable to support himself.

"Master!!"

"Zhenren!!"

As Xuancheng Zhenren fell, the more than forty disciples immediately cried out in alarm. No one had expected the situation to end like this. A mighty fifth-stage cultivator had been thoroughly defeated by Yang Chen in a humiliating manner!

When they looked up at Yang Chen again, their eyes were filled with a strange fear.

But Xuancheng Zhenren, after sitting on the ground and recovering some of his spirit, struggled to push away the surrounding disciples, staggered to his feet, and looked at Yang Chen, his voice hoarse: "Wanxian Lai Chao... how do you know Wanxian Lai Chao?!"

"Is that important?" Yang Chen glanced at him indifferently, then turned his gaze to the disciples of the Wanxian Hall, and said in a cold tone: "You, a towering figure in the metaphysical world of Nanhu Province, act without discernment, only thinking of bullying the weak and covering up your mistakes! You want to cut off the lineage of others! You are a disgrace to the metaphysical world!"

Pointing at the group of frightened disciples of the Wanxian Hall, Yang Chen said, word by word: "I give you five minutes to seal your dantian and cut off your spirit palace. I might spare them... otherwise, the lineage of the Wanxian Hall will be cut off!"

"Ha... hahaha..." Upon hearing Yang Chen's words, a strange red flush appeared on Xuancheng Zhenren's pale face. He first laughed lightly, then the laughter grew louder and more tragic.

The last words Yang Chen said were exactly what he had said before! He had wanted to avenge Ke Bingyi and cut off the lineage of Wufeng Temple, but in the end, he himself had to face such a choice!

The疯狂的大笑声持续了近四十秒钟，玄成真人的笑声才逐渐变得嘶哑，他哑声道：“成王败寇，本座无话可说！用不着你来动手！”

Wanxian Hall's disciples cried out in alarm upon hearing this. Xuancheng Zhenren's several disciples rushed over, shouting: "Master, you mustn't do this!!"

"Boom!" Unfortunately, just as their voices rose, a white light flashed from Xuancheng Zhenren's brow, and then his spirit palace dissipated and his dantian sealed, the air filled with a thunderous boom!

In an instant, Xuancheng Zhenren looked as if he had been drained of all his vitality, appearing decades older, his skin loose and wrinkled, his eyes losing their former luster.

Looking at Yang Chen with a feeble gaze, Xuancheng Zhenren asked, "Satisfied?"

Yang Chen looked at him without speaking. The sight of a fifth-stage peak cultivator sealing his dantian and cutting off his spirit palace right before his eyes was a tragic scene that Yang Chen could not help but feel.

But this was not a situation caused solely by Yang Chen. Although it was pitiful, it was a result of his own actions!

Without nodding or shaking his head, ignoring the almost murderous looks from the Wanxian Hall's disciples, Yang Chen turned around and raised his hand, sending a surge of energy straight into the sky!

The dark cloud that had already formed in the sky suddenly burst open like a dam, pouring down a torrential rain that extinguished the raging fires in Wufeng Temple!

The scene was like a celestial being descending, even more awe-inspiring!

Xuancheng Zhenren, who had been不服气, was left with only a bitter smile and a shake of his head upon seeing this.

Clearly, during their battle, Yang Chen had not used his full strength... He had at least reserved a third of his energy to control the cloud in the sky! And Xuancheng Zhenren... had almost used all his strength!

The strength of each was clear.

"We're leaving." Seeing the fires in Wufeng Temple quickly extinguished by the rain, Xuancheng Zhenren knew he had lost, and lost completely. He gave a weak, bitter laugh and led his disciples down the mountain.

Yang Chen had not pushed things to the extreme, not personally destroying his dantian!

Although sealing the dantian and cutting off the spirit palace meant losing all his cultivation, Yang Chen had given him ample time... The dispersed energy spread throughout his body, maintaining his life for a long time.

Xuancheng Zhenren had at least twenty years to cultivate the next generation of the Wanxian Hall's leader, ensuring that the lineage would not be cut off. This was Yang Chen's benevolence!

If Xuancheng Zhenren had been stubborn, and Yang Chen had personally destroyed his dantian, Xuancheng Zhenren would likely have died within two years!

From this perspective, Xuancheng Zhenren should thank Yang Chen.

After losing all his cultivation, Xuancheng Zhenren had a moment of enlightenment. He ordered the Wanxian Hall to be closed for twenty years, retreating to Bishan Mountain to cultivate and train disciples.

Twenty years later, when Xuancheng Zhenren ascended to immortality, the new leader announced the reopening of the hall, only to find that the world had become unfamiliar and alien to them.

The revenge they had been planning for twenty years was crushed by the harsh reality, turning to dust and blowing away!

Because by then, Yang Chen had become a figure they could only look up to... A sneeze from him was more than they could bear! Of course, this is a story for another time.

The return of the Wanxian Hall's people, defeated and humiliated, brought the greatest joy to Yuxing, who felt deeply guilty.

When he rushed through the smoke into the incense hall and carried out the spirit tablet that had been left by the statue, Chen Shidong's heart, which had been on edge, finally settled.

However, Yang Chen's face was not pleasant...

"Who told you to rashly go up the mountain?!" The more than ten disciples stood in a row at the entrance of Wufeng Temple. Yang Chen, with his hands behind his back, sternly rebuked them: "If I hadn't arrived in time, were you all planning to follow them back to the Wanxian Hall to enjoy their hospitality? What nonsense! Who came up with this foolish idea?!"

Chen Shidong's face was filled with shame as he stepped forward and said, "It was me..."

"You, you! At your age, are you still acting like a young boy?" Seeing Chen Shidong step forward, Yang Chen was furious. "As the leader, you act on impulse, risking the future of the entire sect for a spirit tablet... Can't you do the math? Copy the Wufeng Lun Xianjing three hundred times and submit it to me within five days!"

"Yes..." Chen Shidong's face was full of misery, and he dared not argue.

"And you, what are you smiling about?!" Chen Shidong was punished with copying the Wufeng Lun Xianjing, and Yuxing was smirking on the side, but before he could finish, Yang Chen's sharp gaze fell on him.

Pointing at Yuxing, he scolded, "Yuyang was rash, and you followed along! You haven't even submitted the thousand copies of the Wufeng Lun Xianjing I assigned you last time. Both old and new debts will be settled. Submit one thousand five hundred copies within five days, no slacking off!"

Yuyangzi is Chen Shidong's dharma name.

Yuxing, who had been gloating, had his smile freeze on his face... Faced with Yang Chen's stern gaze, he could only nod and accept the punishment, no longer daring to argue.

It was only now that the people of Wufeng Temple truly understood Yang Chen's strength.

Even a fifth-stage peak cultivator like the leader of the Wanxian Hall was no match for Yang Chen. So, Yang Chen's own strength must be close to the sixth stage, if not already there!

What does a sixth-stage cultivator mean in the current Chinese metaphysical world? Chen Shidong and the others could not even imagine it!

Not letting anyone off, Yang Chen started with Chen Shidong and scolded the disciples of Wufeng Temple from top to bottom, each being punished with copying the Wufeng Lun Xianjing, ranging from dozens to hundreds of times.

Only after Yang Chen had vented his anger did Chen Shidong cautiously approach and call out, "Granduncle Master..."

"What is it?" Yang Chen looked at him with a frown.

"Since... the people of the Wanxian Hall have fled... and you are here...," Chen Shidong nervously pointed to the Shangxian Palace on the hillside, and said in a low voice, "Can we also deal with the Shangxian Palace?"

"Are you saying I came to Wufeng Mountain to be your enforcer?!" Yang Chen's forehead immediately showed three black lines.

However, Chen Shidong's words did remind him...

The Shangxian Palace on Wufeng Mountain was a trouble. Since he was here, he might as well deal with it to avoid future problems.

To help Wufeng Temple develop better and make the disciples' lives more comfortable, he could at least repay the favor of Wufeng Zhenren's lineage... Yang Chen always repaid kindness, and taking care of the disciples of the Wufeng lineage was his duty.

Thinking of this, Yang Chen nodded and said, "A few of you come with me. The rest, don't just stand around. Clean up the place, it's a mess!"

Chen Shidong, of course, happily agreed, "I will follow Granduncle Master's orders... let's clean up quickly!"

Yuxing came forward and said, "Granduncle Master, I will go with you..."

Yang Chen nodded without comment and turned to walk toward the Shangxian Palace on the hillside.

At this moment, the Shangxian Palace, though seemingly calm on the surface, was in a state of panic inside the main hall...