Chapter 1112: Daoist Master Daoyin

At that moment, countless golden light spots emerged on the walls of the hall, flickering intermittently.

Then all the light spots suddenly burst forth with golden radiance, interweaving into a thick golden light curtain that enveloped the entire hall, including the floor and ceiling, which also became covered in a dense layer of golden light.

This light curtain was as thick and solid as a physical substance, with golden spiritual light rippling like waves on its surface, giving an impression of indestructibility.

The spatial fluctuations within the hall grew even more solid, completely severing all connection with the outside world, forming an entirely independent void.

At the same time, the flame of the Time Spirit Lamp on the altar blazed up again, its color turning to gilded gold, emitting a time law power even stronger than before.

With a whoosh, nine dragon-shaped flames shot out from the lamp flame, charging toward Han Li and the others.

Having suffered once, Qi Mozi dared not tangle with these obviously more powerful dragon-shaped flames; he immediately retreated backward.

Han Li was surprised by the changes around him, but his movements were no slower; he retreated even faster than Qi Mozi, flashing back several hundred zhang and landing far away from the altar.

As soon as the two landed, the nearby Dao soldiers swarmed forward.

Although Han Li and the others had broken the Dao soldier formation, many Dao soldiers remained, but without the array linking them, their power was greatly reduced.

Han Li formed a sword seal with his hand and waved it; golden lightning flashed on his body, and countless sharp golden sword qi shot out from within him, exploding in all directions.

A series of muffled sounds like rain hitting banana leaves rang out, and the nearby Dao soldiers were sent flying, clearing a large open space, but more Dao soldiers still charged forward fearlessly.

“Fellow Daoist Han, over here!” Jiao San’s voice came.

Han Li looked over and saw Hu San and Jiao San standing back-to-back against the hall wall, each offering up immortal artifacts, forcing back the Dao soldiers within several zhang around them.

With a movement of his body, he transformed into a beam of golden light and shot over, landing beside the two.

“Fellow Daoist Han is indeed skilled. But whose life-bound nameplates are those two?” Hu San immediately approached.

Han Li looked at the two blood-colored tokens in his hand; he had grabbed them hastily and hadn’t had time to examine them closely.

On the bottom of each token was engraved a pattern the size of a fingernail: one was a golden insect, the other a white pony.

Hu San’s expression darkened, and he suddenly looked at Qi Mozi.

Jiao San did not look at the three items in Han Li’s hand, seeming indifferent to them; her gaze also turned to Qi Mozi, a strange glint flashing in her eyes.

At this moment, Qi Mozi had landed near the five demons.

His severed arm was still stained with a layer of firelight; the golden light squirmed like a living thing, rapidly eroding toward his shoulder, turning flesh and blood to ash wherever it passed.

“My lord, your arm!” Xiong Shan exclaimed.

“A minor injury, don’t make a fuss!” Qi Mozi snorted, opened his mouth, and spat out a small golden sword.

In a flash, the small golden sword turned into a beam of golden light, circled his shoulder, and cut off a small piece of flesh, the wound covered by a layer of golden light, not a single drop of blood flowing.

As soon as that small piece of flesh left his body, it instantly turned into a small puff of ashes and scattered with a puff.

Qi Mozi’s expression darkened; he took out a green pill with a strange fragrance and swallowed it. Green light swirled around his severed arm, and a new arm condensed, looking exactly the same as before.

Han Li shifted his gaze from Qi Mozi and swept it across the rest of the hall, letting out a soft exclamation.

The Lan siblings were standing against the wall not far from Han Li and the others, back to the wall, fighting the Dao soldiers.

But Lei Yuce, Wen Zhong, and Su Qianxi had somehow disappeared.

Just as Han Li was about to cast a spell to investigate, the space above the altar flickered, and several figures appeared out of thin air: Lei Yuce, Wen Zhong, Su Qianxi, and others.

But besides the three of them, there was also an old man with a gaunt, stern face, wearing a Daoist robe and a feathered crown.

This man held a palm-sized golden talisman, on which was inscribed a pattern of a golden lamp, exactly like the Time Spirit Lamp.

The golden talisman shone brightly, emitting a powerful time law force identical to that of the Time Spirit Lamp.

The old Daoist with the feathered crown shook the talisman in his hand, and a beam of golden light shot out from it, disappearing into the Time Spirit Lamp.

The surging flames quickly shrank, returning to their original state.

The others in the hall were stunned by this sight.

“Could you be the sect master of the Tongtian Sword Sect, Daoist Master Daoyin?” Jiao San looked at the old Daoist with the feathered crown, a hint of wariness in her eyes.

“Daoist Master Daoyin!”

Upon hearing this, the others, except for Qi Mozi and the five demons, were startled, and their faces showed a trace of awe. In particular, Lan Yuanzi and Lan Yan both had a flicker of fear in their eyes and quietly moved farther away.

Han Li frowned. Since arriving in the Golden Source Immortal Domain, he had naturally learned about the situation there from various sources and had not overlooked the Tongtian Sword Sect, a major sect.

The sect master of the Tongtian Sword Sect, Daoist Master Daoyin, was extremely famous in the Golden Source Immortal Domain, known to all, and his reputation even surpassed that of the Golden Source Immortal Palace’s palace master, Dongfang Bai.

This was because Daoist Master Daoyin had reached the Da Luo realm, and his temperament was fierce; he was known for his hatred of evil, and if provoked, he would not even spare the face of the Immortal Palace.

It was said that he had been in seclusion for years, trying to sever one corpse to advance further in cultivation, but whether he had succeeded was unknown.

But when had this Daoist Master Daoyin arrived here?

The hall’s entrance had long been closed; even a Da Luo existence could not easily sneak in. Or was this Daoist Master Daoyin related to the black-and-white puppet woman from earlier?

But the next moment, Han Li stopped guessing, because Lei Yuce provided the answer.

He muttered incantations and waved his hand.

A silver light flashed before him, forming a spatial gate.

Han Li was very familiar with that silver spatial gate; it was the exit of a spatial treasure.

With a flicker of silver light, three figures—two men and one woman—flew out from the spatial gate and stood at the top of the altar.

All three wore the attire of the Tongtian Sword Sect, clearly members of that sect.

The two men were a yellow-faced old man and a red-haired youth, while the woman was a young matron with a green crystal the size of a soybean embedded in her brow, giving her a unique charm.

The three had considerable cultivation, all at the mid-Tai Yi stage.

“Fellow Daoist Lei, I didn’t expect you to have a spatial treasure on you, hiding Daoist Master Daoyin and these friends. What do you mean by this?” Jiao San asked in a deep voice.

“Evil heretics, still trying to seize the treasures belonging to our Golden Source Immortal Domain. Today, this place will be where you fall!” Lei Yuce did not speak; Daoist Master Daoyin swept his eyes over the people in the hall with disgust and said coldly.

As his words fell, he flicked his sleeve, and a flash of light appeared before him, revealing a jade disc the size of a washbasin.

The disc was divided into five sections, each a different color: gold, green, blue, red, and yellow. Each section was inscribed with many runes, making it look like a magical artifact.

Seeing this, everyone stepped back a few paces, their bodies glowing with various colors, their faces showing vigilance.

But Qi Mozi, seeing the five-colored disc, showed a look of surprise and flicked his sleeve.

A flash of light appeared before him, and a five-colored disc also appeared, almost identical to the one before Daoist Master Daoyin.

Seeing Qi Mozi’s action, Daoist Master Daoyin revealed a mocking smile, formed a hand seal, and chanted obscure incantations.

The five-colored disc before him immediately emitted a dazzling light, with gold, green, blue, red, and yellow lights surging in turn.

Qi Mozi also formed hand seals to activate the five-colored disc before him, but his disc showed no reaction, and his expression changed.

Rumble!

The ground near the altar suddenly shook with a rumble, and five huge jade pillars, each over a hundred zhang tall and four to five zhang in diameter, emerged. Each pillar was densely inscribed with array patterns.

Lei Yuce and Su Qianxi immediately flew out and landed on the gold and blue pillars respectively, sitting cross-legged.

The yellow-faced old man, the red-haired youth, and the young matron who had just appeared also flew out and landed on the yellow, red, and green pillars.

Only Wen Zhong remained, standing idly behind Daoist Master Daoyin.

He looked at the five people on the pillars, pausing slightly on Lei Yuce, a trace of jealousy and dissatisfaction flashing in his eyes.

After Lei Yuce and the other five sat down cross-legged, they quickly began to form hand seals, and a dense stream of spell seals poured into the pillars beneath them like rain.

The spiritual patterns on the five pillars quickly lit up, and then with a bang, they converged into five thick beams of light shooting straight up, producing a great roar that spread mightily and echoed in the hall.

A vast aura rose from the five-colored beams, surging in all directions, forming a tremendous storm. Wherever it passed, even the extremely stable void nearby rippled.

The Dao soldiers in the hall were like leaves in a gale, all swept up by the storm and slammed violently against the surrounding walls.

Han Li and the others also lost their footing, pushed back repeatedly by the huge storm until they hit the palace walls, their faces all changing color.

Only Qi Mozi remained standing firmly, but his expression was grim; he was still rapidly forming hand seals, trying to activate the five-colored disc before him, but the disc remained still.

“Don’t delude yourself. Your Five Elements Wheel might have been able to control the previous formation, but it cannot control the current Five Elements Annihilation Void Formation!” Daoist Master Daoyin laughed coldly.

“You altered the array structure when you repaired the formation eye!” Qi Mozi suddenly understood, a hint of paleness appearing on his face.

“Not stupid! We long suspected that once the Tai Sui Immortal Mansion appeared, the Celestial Court would send someone to interfere. How could we not be prepared? Haha!” Daoist Master Daoyin laughed heartily, his hand seals becoming more urgent.

The light rising from the five-colored jade pillars grew brighter and brighter, and they began to connect with each other.