Daoist Master of Qing Xuan

Judging from the changes of the ground, one could tell that Shen Lian and Bai Suhuan were in an entire league of their own.

Shen Lian smiled, “Doyen Bai, shall we change to a different location?”

Bai Suhuan took a quick look down and sighed, “Seems like I’ve become your grindstone.”

He could tell that he somewhat contributed to Gu Caiwei’s progress in Huandan.

Bai Suhuan released a dash of clear Qi and broke through the dust cloud.

Shen Lian let out a laugh and went after him, developing a chase between the both of them.

Bai Suhuan could sense that Shen Lian was about to overtake him and in a split second, Shen Lian appeared right in front of him. Bai Suhuan was amazed that Shen Lian was able to achieve such feat although he had only been cultivating for less than thirty years. Shen Lian was indeed a rare prodigy

Within thirty minutes, both of them had activated their full mana and traveled at the speed of light to somewhere far far away.

They paused at the same time after traveling up to thousand over feet. The wind flew through their body as the clouds leisurely floated pass and changed its shape.

Shen Lian was as calm as usual, his thin Dao robe swayed in the direction of the wind, he looked classy like a celestial being. His body gradually radiated the five rays of colored light beams; he looked like a holy deity.

Bai Suhuan looked dignified while Shen Lian was calm and composed. Bai Suhuan would not say that this was a sure victory but as things progressed to this stage, he had no choice but to fight.

Shen Lian took the first move by flexing his finger to produce a golden glow. The clouds and smoke condensed to form a gigantic sword that looked like a mountain peak, and the sword headed towards the direction of Bai Suhuan.

He used gold to build up his Qi essence and produced the Qingjiang’s True Wandering Light Sword. The mighty sword was so strong, the only person who could probably defeat it would be Lingzi, the Grandmaster of the Qingjiang Sect.

One slash with this sword and everything within a thousand miles radius were swept away.

Bai Suhuan kept a straight face as clouds were formed above his head. The clouds formed a yellow giant palm that mercilessly aimed towards the direction of the True Wandering Light Sword.

A ray of clear yellow light shattered and the void cracked as a result of the collision between the two forces. Wild waves followed by strong wind shook the lofty sky.

In an instant, clouds and birds have washed away. The birds that came in contact with their Qi turned into bloody rain and it vanished with the wind.

“The end of the world is distant as the moon cuts like a knife.”

Bai Suhuan’s voice echoed across the sky and it was somewhat fitting with the abstruse discourse of heaven and earth as the void played into his favor. Under the clear bright sky, the bright moon gradually rises.

Shen Lian knew clearly that this was the Daoist form of the Code of Bright Moon that Bai Suhuan had been cultivating for years. Although it was not the real moon, it was still terrorizing.

The moon raised from the east and the strands of moonlight shined downwards.

What else could be quicker than the speed of light?

The strands of moonlight were like flying knives.

Bai Suhuan dissolved into the moonlight, his body gleamed in bright yellow as his flesh and blood looked crystal clear. He looked like a deity of the moon.

Each ray of moonlight was produced by Bai Suhuan’s Taiyin Light Qi of essence that was engraved with his Dao sentiments. These rays could easily crush gold and metal.

Shen Lian felt a strong sense of pressure as the rays of moonlight hit him; it almost felt like his whole body was being slashed by a knife. As the moonlight shined on him, Shen Lian felt the sensation of a thousand knives.

This was the very first time Shen Lian encountered a person of Powang level fighting in full force and at the same time, he had a new found sense of admiration towards Bai Suhuan. This man had used his entire mind to practice and cultivate the Code of Bright Moon without any greedy thoughts and had refined his skills to a breathtaking level.

Although Shen Lian had previously experienced the space and realized the five elements of Dao, everything he has learned was not as refined as Bai Suhuan’s hundred years of cultivation of the Code of Bright Moon.

He needed just one more step to attain Powang and it was not something Bai Suhuan could provide. It had to come from the five elements of Dao of the Taixu Strategy that would be really hard to find.

Shen Lian’s Qi kept rising; under the attack of the moonlight, he finally displayed what he had learned for his entire life.

Countless of secret methods came together to form the fundamentals of the five elements of the Qi of essence that was constantly evolving to form endless layers.

Every offensive tactic came in handy as it builds up the Taixu Strategy’s state of Interpromotion and Interrestraint of the five elements. He could apply the Piercing Flying Punches, the Mark of Mountains and Rivers, Shapeless Sword Aura, Beaming Red Flame, as well as many other different techniques simultaneously to engulf the moonlight.

This was the ultimate battle between the art of spells – Bai Suhuan’s extremely refined Code of Bright Moon versus Shen Lian’s art of million techniques at will.

The moonlight gradually dimmed as they collide each other for countless times; Shen Lian slowly gained the upper hand.

The moonlight gradually dimmed as they collided with each other for countless times; Shen Lian slowly gained the upper hand.

Up to this stage, Bai Suhuan realized that Shen Lian was a class above him. Even if he had yet to see Shen Lian’s true form, he knew that Shen Lian was only millimeters away from achieving Powang to become a Primordial Spirit and obtain immortality. It was totally possible and absolutely not far beyond reach for Shen Lian.

He had a sense of hatred, why was God so unfair as some people like Ziling and Shen Lian had so much potential. To them, one year of cultivation was equivalent to other people’s ten years of hard work. Why was it that he put in so much effort in cultivating, cut off all desires, did not take in any disciples and yet, had to face such a tragic ending.

All these hatreds fuelled his determination to fight Shen Lian.

He held the incantation as a boundless stream of breath appeared and aimed towards Shen Lian.

This incantation was known as ‘Time Waits for No Man’ and it was second to the Ultimate Knife of Taiyin from the Code of the Bright Moon. The Ultimate Knife of Taiyin required immortality in order to cultivate it. In other words, it was the one and only technique that Bai Suhuan had yet to master.

Time Waits for No Man was the ultimate abstruse technique of the Code of Bright Moon and it actually involved time travel.

Shen Lian had briefly read about Time Wait for No Man at the Taiwei Pavillion. He had to experience it in order to tell how powerful it was.

True warriors die in the field.

Time Waits for No Man was not an offensive tactic but a Dao method that weakens the opponent. No matter how strong the opponent’s method was, it would weaken over time.

In other words, no matter how strong one’s methods were, under the influence of Time Waits for No Man, even the most earth-shattering power would become an ordinary force.

Bai Suhuan’s method was effective in reducing the power of Shen Lian’s mixed technique.

However, Bai Suhuan too, took a toll on it as his expression turned dull. The moon has lost its power and moonlight too has lost its fieriness.

Shen Lian, on the other hand, looked relaxed and composed. After all, Bai Suhuan was a Powang expert with hundreds of years of experience. It would not make sense to defeat him so effortlessly.

His lips curved slightly, giving a light smile as he released the ray of light and pierce through the void. Every methods and spell that he had learned was played out and it came out more and more affluently.