Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao

"The thief had better accept his death quickly," a robust voice boomed from afar, followed by a burly figure descending from the sky, smashing into the green stone slab pavement of the City Lord's Manor and creating a large crater.

The Immortal whom the City Lord and his two sons had been desperately searching for had arrived, but by then they had no breath left, unable to voice their pleas—a great irony indeed.

"Esteemed Immortal Chief, it is better to resolve grievances than to create them. We did not know at the time that he was one of yours, and we beg you to spare our lives," the old woman said with a hint of a smile to Zhu Ganglie.

"Spare me your words, I must take your lives to appease my sister's spirit in heaven," Zhu Ganglie retorted.

"If that's the case, don't blame us," a Taoist said bitterly.

The four increased the power of their Formation, and suddenly, the phantom of an Immortal appeared in the void. The people of Banished Immortal City were very familiar with this phantom, as he was the Immortal who had protected their ancestors, and his legend had been passed down through generations.

"The Immortal has descended!" Some people couldn't help but kneel on the ground, loudly praying to the Immortal, who was a pillar of faith for many in Banished Immortal City.

Lu Yu, not far off, observed the phantom of the Immortal, dressed in white, holding wine in one hand and a sword in the other, embodying an air of elegance. He murmured to himself, "So it is him."

"It is indeed the Green Lotus Sword Immortal; I have long heard of the Sword Immortal's renown but never crossed swords with him. To witness the Sword Immortal's grace today makes this trip worthwhile," Zhu Ganglie said with a loud laugh upon seeing the Immortal's phantom.

When Zhu Ganglie had achieved success in his cultivation, this Sword Immortal had already made a significant name for himself. Unfortunately, his whereabouts later became unknown. Always hearing of his name but never meeting him, Zhu Ganglie was now delighted, even if it was just a phantom.

However, his reaction, observed by the four, was one of desperation, for this clearly indicated that the burly man before them was no ordinary Banished Immortal and likely held a high status in the Heavenly Court.

However, by then, the situation was like an arrow on the bowstring, ready to be shot; they had no other choice.

As soon as the Sword Immortal's phantom appeared, it instantly locked onto Zhu Ganglie, mainly because his aura was the strongest among those present.

The Immortal phantom took a sip of wine and declared, "One sword light cold, brightens Kyushu."

A strike was made, and brilliant sword light, like a massive galaxy, descended from the sky, turning Banished Immortal City into daylight. The dazzling sword light made it difficult for the onlookers to open their eyes, a breeze carrying the ripple of Sword Qi, mixed with traces of escaping Sword Intent, prickled the skin.

"So powerful!" all four exclaimed, having never seen such formidable Sword Qi. With one stroke, the entire world took notice, and they believed that they would be utterly destroyed by the Sword Qi in moments.

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"He probably can't withstand such fierce Sword Qi," Poison Old Monster said, covering his eyes to shield against the invading Sword Intent, turning to ask the others.

"I don't know; the Sword Qi is too strong, I can't sense the aura inside," a Taoist likewise affected by the sword light, struggled to see.

Soon the sword light dissipated, and darkness returned to the earth. The four looked excitedly towards where the sword light had struck.

"Haha, exhilarating, truly worthy of being the renowned Great Sword Immortal, this Sword Qi is formidable indeed. It's a pity not to have been born in the same era to witness the elegance of the Green Lotus Sword Immortal," Zhu Ganglie's hearty laughter resonated.

Thus, the four of them witnessed the most desperate scene of their lives. In the huge crater sliced out by the sword light, Zhu Ganglie's clothes had been shredded to pieces by the piercing Sword Light, and his robust body was covered in wounds with fresh blood seeping out.@@novelbin@@

Yet, beneath such powerful Sword Light, Zhu Ganglie, though slightly disheveled, displayed no sign of weakness. Instead, his will to fight soared high, a towering aura emanating from his sturdy body. At this moment, he was truly the Marshal Canopy, commander of the Heavenly Water Army.

At this time, holding the nine-toothed rake, his fighting spirit surged, majestic and awe-inspiring, giving the four onlookers a sensation that the sky was collapsing.

"My friends, the time to fight with all our might has arrived," the Taoist despairedly shouted, taking the lead in striking.

He pulled out a talisman and employed the God Invocation Technique of Mount Mao. This talisman was no ordinary item; he had obtained this treasure by killing his own master, capable of summoning the Demon-Dispelling Ancestor Master from the Heavenly Court.

"I summon the Demon-Dispelling Ancestor Master!" he sprayed a mouthful of fresh blood onto the talisman and yelled loudly.

However, to everyone's surprise, the precious talisman seemed to lose its effect, showing no response for a long time. The Taoist was greatly panicked, spraying another mouthful of fresh blood.

"I summon the Demon-Dispelling Ancestor Master!" His voice, tinged with a hint of desperation, echoed in the City Lord's Manor.

"Taoist, could that talisman of yours be a fake?" Venomous Old Freak anxiously said on the side. After all, he too had heard of the renowned talisman capable of summoning the Demon-Dispelling Ancestor Master, so how could it be completely unresponsive.

Unbeknownst to them, high above in the Nine Heavens, the Demon-Dispelling Ancestor Master glanced at the mortal realm and murmured to himself, "It's the unlucky Tianpeng—forget it, I won't descend to embarrass him."

Zhu Ganglie, however, laughed and said, "If you truly could have summoned Zhen Wu, perhaps I'd even have a chat with him, what a pity."

A surge of poison suddenly attacked from behind Zhu Ganglie; it was the Venomous Old Freak taking advantage of his speech to launch a sneak attack. However, Zhu Ganglie simply turned his head and gently inhaled, sucking all the poison into his belly, and finally burped, smacking his lips and saying, "Tastes awful."

Seeing this, Venomous Old Freak turned tail and ran, no longer having the courage to fight such a formidable foe. The gap was too vast. Yet Zhu Ganglie swiftly grabbed his head, his eyes gleaming with a cold light, and said, "It was you who devoured my sister's inner core. I can still sense it. I've said I would annihilate you even if it takes me to the ends of the earth."

With that, he squeezed forcefully, and Venomous Old Freak's head burst like a crushed watermelon, speckling the ground with red and white.

"Next, it's your turn," Zhu Ganglie turned his head coldly and addressed the remaining three, who were bracing themselves.

"I am going all out against you!" Overwhelmed by psychological pressure, the Lustful Monk couldn't bear it any longer. He bellowed as he charged at Zhu Ganglie, his body shimmering with golden Buddha Light. At the same time, the old woman quietly used her mana, attempting to disturb Zhu Ganglie's mind. The Taoist, having no choice, pulled out a lower grade talisman and continued to summon a deity.

This time his luck was better, seemingly having a response from a Heavenly General who manifested himself immediately.

At this moment, the Lustful Monk had already reached Zhu Ganglie. However, his Golden Body appeared like a toy in front of Zhu Ganglie. With just one punch, the Golden Body shattered, a burst of blood blossomed in midair, marking the monk's demise.

"With such little power, you still dare meddle with my mind," Zhu Ganglie disdainfully told the old woman.