Immortality from Taming Elephant

Chapter 721 - 319: Struggle of the Dao

Xu Guang’s demonic thoughts invasion made Mu Yusheng truly feel threatened for the first time.It was not an ordinary spiritual attack, but an erosion of the Dao foundation, a tearing sensation of the harmony between the cultivator and the heavens and earth.

The Dao Lamp shadow above Mu Yusheng’s head flickered uncertainly, the bean-sized lamp light struggling to cast a clear glow amidst the darkness of the demonic thoughts.

"What a Demon Dao technique!" Mu Yusheng’s voice no longer carried the previous warmth, now tinged with a cold anger, "To think the demon hunters of the Northern Polar Six Institutes would practice such evil arts!"

Before the words could fully fall, he suddenly clasped his hands, and with the change in finger gestures, the Dao Lamp shadow suddenly expanded, its light spreading outward like a tide.

"Netherworld Dao Lamp, break through illusions!"

Where the clear and misty lamp light passed, the twisted space was smoothed, the demonic thoughts dissolving like snow meeting sunshine.

Meanwhile, the space behind Mu Yusheng rippled like water, and a third talisman treasure slowly emerged.

This talisman treasure was entirely different from the previous two, it was not solid, but a transparent rune composed of countless dense Dao patterns.

At the instant the rune appeared, the clouds over the Tianya Holy Land began to swirl, forming huge whirlpools.

"Heaven Talisman · Summon Ancients!"

Mu Yusheng’s voice echoed between heaven and earth, carrying an ancient and solemn rhythm.

The rune transformed into a stream of light, merging into the void.

In the next moment, phantoms began to appear around the battlefield — these were not simple illusions, but projections of real historical fragments!

Xu Guang saw, a figure dressed in ancient Daoist robes and wearing a star crown manifested in the void, this was a master from Tianya Holy Land ten thousand years ago, famous throughout the Eastern Domain for the "Tianya Zhichi" divine technique.

Another figure appeared, surrounded by nine water dragons, a mighty water element master from eight thousand years ago, who guarded the vast sea for three hundred years, repelling three invasions by sea tribes.

One figure after another, all were imprints of top-tier powerful figures from Tianya Holy Land through the ages, now briefly summoned from the river of time by the "Summon Ancients" talisman treasure, not their true selves, yet each contained the essence and true meaning of their respective Daoist techniques!

"This is... the Holy Land’s ’Ancestral Seal’!"

Among the observing elders, someone exclaimed in shock.

"The ’Summon Ancients’ talisman treasure has been refined by the Saint Heir to such an extent!"

"Imprints of the Daoist techniques of ancestral generations appearing together, this is no longer an individual battle, but a collective manifestation of the entire millennia-old legacy of Tianya Holy Land!"

A dozen ancient figures circled the battlefield, each exuding unique Dao resonance.

They did not actively attack, but each displayed divine techniques, integrating the essence of their Daoist techniques into Mu Yusheng’s "Tranquil Sea" and "Art Realm" talisman treasures.

In an instant, the suppressive power of the "Tranquil Sea" talisman treasure surged tenfold!

Xu Guang felt as though he was bearing the entire vast sea, the Five Emperors’ Dharma bodies emitting a strained hum, their sky-patrolling range compressed to just three feet around him!

The "Art Realm" talisman treasure then evolved into a more complex and ever-changing spatial structure, each ancestral imprint occupying a spatial node, dividing the battlefield into countless independent yet interconnected small worlds.

The connection between Xu Guang and the Five Emperors’ Dharma bodies was almost completely severed, each Dharma body trapped in different spatial predicaments.

Each Dharma body faced a crisis tailored to itself.

The Green Emperor Dharma body stood on scorched earth, the Fire Emperor Dharma body amidst an ocean, the Yellow Emperor Dharma body trapped in the firmament, the Gold Emperor Dharma body wrapped in countless flames, the Black Emperor Dharma body seemed frozen in time and space, possessing a body of slaughter but unable to alter the space.

This was a kill zone!

Mu Yusheng stood at the center of all spatial structures, his face slightly pale — simultaneously activating three heavenly-grade talisman treasures and summoning ancestral imprints from past generations placed an enormous toll on him.

Yet his eyes sparkled with confidence.

"Mr. Xu, you are indeed strong, stronger than I anticipated." Mu Yusheng’s voice transmitted through layers of space.

"But this is Tianya Holy Land, I have inherited a legacy of millennia. How could personal strength alone withstand the foundation of an entire Holy Land?"

In the stands, disciples of Tianya Holy Land were already too excited to contain themselves.

"The Saint Heir is invincible!"

"This is the true foundation of our Holy Land!"

"No matter how strong Xu Guang is, he’s merely a loose cultivator-like demon hunter, how could he contend with a millennium-old Holy Land?"

Even those elders who initially questioned Mu Yusheng, now showed complex expressions.

The strength Mu Yusheng displayed and his mastery of the Holy Land legacy indeed far exceeded their expectations.

Yan Rugge stood beside Saint Zixiao, her hands clenched unconsciously, her eyes full of worry.

She could feel that Xu Guang was in extreme danger at this moment.

Jin Buhuan, Zhuge Wuliang, and others had even more solemn expressions.

They knew Xu Guang was strong, but the scene before them was too overwhelming — it wasn’t one person fighting, but a collective manifestation of a millennium-old Holy Land!

At the center of the battlefield, Xu Guang, trapped in countless spaces, slowly closed his eyes.

He indeed felt unprecedented pressure.

The Five Emperors’ Dharma bodies were each trapped, the Five Elements cycle completely broken, demonic thoughts suppressed by the "Netherworld Dao Lamp," the Devouring Power of the hidden divine technique unable to fully exert itself under the absolute suppression of the "Tranquil Sea" talisman treasure.

This was nearly the most dangerous scenario he had encountered in his cultivation journey.

Three heavenly-ranked talisman treasures, two approaching Holy Artifact quality magical treasures, this was the foundation and terror of being a Saint Heir of a Holy Land.

Mu Yusheng’s strength was indeed terrifying.

Far beyond what ordinary cultivators of the Five Realms could compare.

Even the six top experts on the boundary bridge that day, perhaps only Yuan Bo and Yu Qing could handle it with ease, as for slaying...