Golden Bird True Flame, Three Flavors True Fire!

"Nirvana True Fire!" The three true fires collided, two birds cried out in unison, and a massive explosion erupted. Flames soared into the sky, transforming the arena into a blazing furnace where two agile figures battled amidst the roaring fire. Within the firelight, the Pure Yang Taiji Diagram reappeared. The six-armed divine figure unleashed thunderous fist strikes, clashing head-on against the Sword Cleansing Pool. Lu Yang produced an avatar with the Tree Planting Art, wielding the Green Blade Sword and Dark Moon Sword separately in combat, yet both remained at a disadvantage. "Look, it's Three Heads and Six Arms!" a disciple of the Prison Suppressing Sect cried in astonishment, unable to believe his eyes. "How can this be?!" This was the paramount divine ability most revered by body cultivators. No one had ever heard of anyone who could perform it in the Nascent Soul stage. "A bald head, three heads and six arms—this is none other than the Wrathful Vajra, a guardian of our Buddhist faith!" A senior brother from the Hanging Temple saw Meng Jingzhou, his eyes lighting up. Amid the flames, Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou conversed while trading blows. "Don't forget you still owe me a chance to steal the limelight," Meng Jingzhou reminded Lu Yang. Meng Jingzhou was referring to the finals back in the mid Golden Core stage, where Lu Yang had asked him to concede so Lu Yang could steal the spotlight first, promising him that he would get to hog the limelight later. Yet now they had already reached the mid Nascent Soul stage, and that grandson Lu Yang had still never made good on his promise! Lu Yang fell silent for a moment. If Meng Jingzhou hadn't brought it up, he truly would have forgotten about it. Composed and unruffled, Lu Yang consciously slowed his sword technique. "Of course I remember. I just hadn't found the right opportunity until now, had I?" Meng Jingzhou's six eyes glared sidelong at Lu Yang. You punk, you couldn't have forgotten your promise, could you? Sword light and fist shadows intertwined. The sword qi moved ethereal and deft, probing for gaps to breach Meng Jingzhou's defense. Transformed into the Wrathful Vajra, Meng Jingzhou faced the tempestuous barrage of sword moves, controlling the qi with his fists and dissolving thousands of strikes into nothingness. "Heaven-Shaking Six Forms!" With six arms unleashing the Heaven-Shaking Six Forms, their power multiplied exponentially. Holding the Green Blade Sword horizontally before his chest, Lu Yang went flying backward along with his blade, tumbled twice, and fell off the platform. "What?! Senior Brother Meng actually won?!" "During the finals in the mid Golden Core stage, Senior Brother Meng lost to Young Cult Master Lu, while Young Cult Master Lu fought Senior Brother Lu to a draw! How could Senior Brother Lu lose to Senior Brother Meng?!" "This just proves that the three of them are very close in strength—any tiny difference can decide the final outcome!" "What a terrifying Bachelor Spiritual Root! I'm afraid none of the Bachelor Spiritual Roots throughout history could compare to Junior Brother Meng." "Truly the ultimate bachelor." "If Junior Brother Meng stays single forever, his future is limitless!" Hearing the chatter below, Meng Jingzhou's face darkened. You lot might as well not praise me at all. When Lu Yang tumbled off the platform, the Sword Cleansing Pool caught him. Climbing out of the pool, he pointed toward the distant mountain peak, somewhat perplexed. "Why are they all flying out? Did some major event happen?" As if sharing a tacit understanding, people from all the major sects flew out of the guest hall at once, swarming like bees toward the mountain gate of the Dao Seeking Sect. Soon, an overly curious senior brother scouted out the situation. "The Sect Master is back! The elders and sect masters of the various sects have all gone to welcome him!" Meng Jingzhou looked into the distance and saw people from the sects brandishing gleaming weapons. No matter how one looked at it, it didn't look like they were welcoming Daoist Buyu. Lu Yang fell silent. His master had probably heard that Daoist Lord Hanhai was still alive and rushed back specifically to pay respects to the founding ancestor. It was just that his master had forgotten: he wasn't the only one who wanted to see Daoist Lord Hanhai.