Chapter 1 "Chu" is Defeated

"Chu is defeated..."

Looking at the cloud-ship hovering in the distant sky, both Tianji Daoren and the Great Monk Dakong wore extremely complex expressions.

Especially Tianji Daoren.

He was proficient in innate calculations, and even in this era of turbulent celestial secrets, he could always seize the initiative. For hundreds of years, he had never suffered a loss.

The first time was at the Myriad Dharma Assembly, and the second time was now.

And both times were related to An Qisheng.

The complexity in his heart was beyond words.

Great Monk Dakong's golden body was half shattered, his face and body covered in filthy blood, making him look even more ferocious: "Daoren, what should we do?"

"There is no advance, no retreat, only to plead guilty..."

Tianji Daoren took a deep breath and walked towards the cloud-ship.

The sealed space was difficult to enter and even harder to leave. Moreover, with the strength An Qisheng had displayed in the previous battle, even if they had a way to break the seal, it would be difficult to leave without his permission.

"Plead guilty?"

Great Monk Dakong's eyes turned somewhat red. After a moment of hesitation, he gritted his teeth and followed.

Whether it was the Yuan Shen or the golden body, those who reached their level of cultivation, even if they were biased, violent, and disregarded mortals, all valued themselves extremely.

Those who knowingly acted against their odds were few and far between.

Whoosh~

Once they made up their minds, the speed of the two Yuan Shen masters was naturally extremely fast.

In less than a moment, they had already arrived before the cloud-ship.

Before they got close, they already felt waves of heat surging towards them. Looking up, they saw a large three-legged, two-eared pill furnace trembling slightly on the deck of the cloud-ship.

A faint humming sound spread with the rolling heat waves.

"Refining pills at this time?"

Great Monk Dakong frowned slightly.

"Not refining pills, but refining people!"

Tianji Daoren's eyes narrowed, and he could vaguely sense someone struggling inside the ancient pill furnace:

"The Taiji Dojo establishes Taiji and opens the Bagua. This pill furnace is called Bagua, secretly corresponding to the Nine Palaces. The three legs represent heaven, earth, and man, surrounding a circle of twenty-four, combining the twenty-four body gods in the *Taiji Induction Chapter*…

This pill furnace is the Bagua Furnace."

In the past sixty years, with the promotion of the new law, the *Taiji Induction Chapter* passed down by the Taiji Dojo had spread throughout the world, and there were many cultivators. Naturally, there were many stories about the Taiji Dojo and this Taiji Daoren.

Tianji Daoren was perhaps one of the most concerned people, so he naturally recognized that this pill furnace was not a real pill furnace, but the Taiji Daoren's divine power, the 'Bagua Furnace'.

"Bagua Furnace…"

Great Monk Dakong's heart stirred, and he looked again, indeed seeing the mystery within.

This pill furnace was not a real pill furnace, but it was already a substantial existence. This was one of the manifestations of the substantialization of divine power.

The Daoyun on it was profound, secretly corresponding to the Taiji Bagua Dao.

Although he didn't have a deep understanding of the *Taiji Induction Chapter*, his realm was high enough, and with the reminder, he naturally saw what it was.

"Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, Dui, the Xun position is the air inlet, and also the location of vitality in the Bagua Furnace. Take a closer look, is there someone there?"

Tianji Daoren continued.

Great Monk Dakong looked over and indeed found traces:

"This, is this really refining people? This Taiji Daoren…"

"It's not using people to refine pills, but using supernatural powers to refine supernatural powers. It seems that he values the person inside very much…"

Tianji Daoren's eyes were deep, as if he could see the giant man covering his eyes at the Xun position of the Bagua Furnace:

"It should be the Fa Eye divine power…"

"The Daoren's eyesight is indeed excellent."

As the two talked, An Qisheng's voice drifted from afar. Not to mention that the two had not hidden their tracks, even if they had, they could not escape his perception.

"Come up and have a chat."

"Since the Zhenren invites us, we dare not refuse."

Since they had already arrived here, the two naturally had no reason to retreat. They sighed lightly in their hearts and boarded the cloud-ship.

On the cloud-ship, the heat was even greater. If the people present did not all have supernatural powers, they would not be able to withstand it.

Tianji Daoren looked over with a complex expression, and saw An Qisheng sitting cross-legged in front of the pill furnace, while Sa Wuling was helplessly pulling out a Dharma fan and fanning it gently.

From the Bagua Furnace came Wang E's roaring anger:

"Ah! My eyes! You old bastard, let me out!"

"Be patient!"

Sa Wuling raised his eyebrows, and the Dharma fan in his hand fell again, fanning Wang E's angry curses back:

"The awakening of your bloodline is related to this old toad. If you don't want to become the puppet and dwelling of this old demon in the future, then calm down and feel the trembling of your bloodline."

Whoosh~~~

In the Bagua Furnace, wind and fire rolled, and Wang E was burned until his skin was red, his eyes were black, and the vertical Fa Eye on his forehead was glowing red.

"Let me out!"

Wang E roared repeatedly, stomping his feet under the Xun position vent.

His physique had been strong since he was a child, and no amount of knives or fire could hurt him, but the fire in this Bagua Furnace was too fierce. It not only burned his person, but also his soul!

The immense and unbearable pain spread throughout every inch of his body.

Even though he knew this might be beneficial to him, he couldn't bear it.

"Old bastard, two old bastards…"

Wang E's body trembled. He sat cross-legged under the vent, closing his eyes tightly was not enough. Both hands held his brow tightly.

Vaguely, he felt that there was a big hole in his brow, and countless streamers of fire penetrated from here, burning his organs and soul.

But no matter how he tried to block it, he couldn't really stop the attack of the flames and divine wind. His whole person trembled and shivered non-stop.

…

"Daoren, it has been a long time."

An Qisheng glanced at Tianji Daoren lightly, and felt a sense of emotion in his heart.

It was not that people who lived long were not afraid of death, even more so, those who lived long were more afraid of death.

A seeker who had lived for more than a thousand years could not escape the mundane, which was a pity.

"Yes, it has been a long time."

Tianji Laodao sighed:

"I didn't expect you to have progressed to this point, making it so that I can't see through you…"

Sixty years was a lifetime for ordinary people, and it was not a short number even for cultivators, but he had lived for more than a thousand years, and sixty years was not long for him.

But in just sixty years, this Taiji Daoren had cultivated to an unfathomable realm, and his disciples had already achieved Yuan Shen.

As a result, when he saw An Qisheng again, he felt as if he were in another world.

Just sixty years…

"Daoren has become more promising."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly and sighed:

"There may be great terror between life and death, and it is not wrong to get rid of life and death, but to not even be able to guard one's original heart is very disappointing."

Tianji Daoren was not one of the evil Dao people. He had cultivated in the deep mountains for the first half of his life. After achieving the Dao, he entered the mortal world to experience it. His footprints were found in the temples and the martial world.

He had also done things like subduing demons and eliminating evil, and supporting the Dragon Court.

However, in the end, he even risked the danger of the Huangtian Ten Fiends coming into the world to seek longevity, which was not in line with his own actions in the first half of his life.

This was the reason for his sigh.

"Life and death are not that important. It's just that there are too many mysteries in this world that I don't know. If I die, everything will return to silence…"

Tianji Daoren stood tall, overlooking the giant toad lying on the ground beneath the sea of clouds:

"Huangtian Ten Fiends, heaven, the Netherworld King, between life and death, there are too many things I want to know, things I want to pursue…

If I die, there will be nothing."

Speaking of this, he frowned and looked at An Qisheng:

"But, not wanting to die is not being afraid of death!"

"Immortality, eternal immortality, the desires of cultivators are far beyond what mortals can imagine."

An Qisheng casually pointed, and a wisp of fire rose from his fingertips, disappearing into the Bagua Furnace with the wind.

Accompanied by a scream, he spoke unhurriedly:

"Whether you don't want to or are not afraid, at this time and in this place, your life and death are in my hands."

His eyes were calm, and there was no fluctuation in his expression.

It was as if the cloud-ship had stagnated.

Wei Shaoyou, who didn't dare to breathe loudly, quietly moved his body, approaching Sa Wuling.

"An Zhen Daoyou, this poor monk is Dakong!"

Great Monk Dakong put his hands together, and his half-broken golden body shone with a bright golden light:

"Your disciple has injured me to this extent, and he himself is unharmed. Moreover, the birth of the Huangtian Ten Fiends is inevitable, and even the Netherworld King cannot stop it. Breaking the seal now is only three hundred years earlier!

We have already admitted defeat, why must Daoyou be so aggressive?"

"Aggressive?"

An Qisheng shifted his gaze and landed on this great monk:

"So what if I am?"

"You!"

Great Monk Dakong's words stagnated, his heart was angry, but he dared not vent it, and his face flushed red.

An Qisheng's expression was calm, and he didn't care about Great Monk Dakong's anger at all. He asked lightly:

"I heard that although Zheyusi originated from the Tathagata Monastery, it has undergone many changes in the past two thousand years, and the evolved Extinction Divine Fist can be compared to the Tathagata Nine Seals, and is even more tyrannical?"

"So what?"

Great Monk Dakong noticed An Qisheng's attitude and knew that it would be difficult to settle this matter. His tone was no longer restrained and was extremely cold.

"We cultivators don't argue with words, but only use supernatural powers to determine the winner! I have learned something about the Tathagata Nine Seals, and now I can see the Extinction Divine Fist of Zheyusi."

An Qisheng sat cross-legged like a mountain, his aura as deep as the starry sky, and there seemed to be mountains and rivers reflected in the depths of his eyes:

"What does the great monk think?"

"Huh?"

Great Monk Dakong was stunned for a moment, and then let out a cold laugh:

"I originally thought that you were a character who founded the Taiji Dojo, promoted the new law, swept away the demonic aura, established the mountains and rivers, and gathered the city gods of the world, but I didn't expect you to be just a petty person who takes advantage of others' difficulties!

In that case, if you want to kill me, then kill me, why look for excuses?"

Not to mention that his golden body was half broken, and his injuries were not light and could not be easily healed. Even if he was unharmed, how could he possibly be able to defeat this Taiji Daoren who had even killed the Dharma body of 'Chu'?

Therefore, knowing that he would die, he instead let go of all the fear in his heart.

"Whether I am a petty person or a gentleman, your so-called views are meaningless to me. However, since you are injured, I don't want to bully you…"

As An Qisheng spoke, he slowly raised his palm:

"Then…"

With a 'crack' sound, his ring finger suddenly fell off from the root.

In full view of everyone, it just rolled over and transformed into a villain with complete limbs and distinct features!

Even the surface of his body had clothes manifested.

Whoosh~

A wind howled, and the villain swelled against the wind. In an instant, it had grown to seven feet tall.

"Huh?"

Tianji Daoren's eyes narrowed.

He saw that the person transformed from the finger was more than seven feet tall, wearing a Taoist crown, wearing a white Taoist robe, with a calm face, deep eyes, and a majestic aura like a mountain.

It was another An Qisheng!

"This is…"

Sa Wuling's Dharma fan in his hand paused slightly, and his eyes shook: "Rebirth from a drop of blood?"

Rebirth from a drop of blood was not a simple spell or supernatural power.

It was truly another self in the true sense. It was when the essence, Qi, and spirit were all cultivated to a very high level. Every inch of skin and every drop of blood contained all of one's own information and innate wisdom.

Once this method was completed, even if one was completely killed, as long as there was still a drop of blood left in the world, it would gradually grow and transform back into oneself!

"Huh? This, what kind of supernatural power is this?"

Great Monk Dakong's heart shook. With his cultivation and vision, he could of course see the mystery within.

This finger was, in a sense, another An Qisheng!

From the face, body, hair, clothes, and aura, they were all exactly the same, without any difference!

There were too many incarnation methods in the world, but an incarnation was just an incarnation, and was definitely not another self, nor could it ever grow into another self!

But at this time, if he hadn't watched the finger transform into a human being with his own eyes, he wouldn't have been able to tell who the real An Qisheng was!

An Qisheng's hand fell on his knee, and he raised his eyebrows lightly:

"Just a finger, death if you lose,

If you win, your life is returned to you!"