Young White Horse: I, Ye Dingzhi, offer sacrifice to the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls.

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Once the staff is unleashed, it has no bounds, no end, it is without limit.

Wuji One Strike!

What is Wuji (the ultimate void)?

Knowing the white, yet guarding the black, one becomes a model for the world. By becoming a model for the world, one's constant virtue remains unwavering, and one returns to the boundless.

It is endless, infinite, and also empty.

Everything is contained within it.

Everything is in vain.

It is emptiness, and it is also misfortune.

When Baili Dongjun struck with his staff, he severed people's will to live. Many people had already died before the Wuji Staff even hit them.

But the other party was Mo Yi.

Mo Yi was only slightly stunned for a moment, recalling some stories from a long time ago.

At that time, my master sat there upright, with the Wuji staff beside him, talking to me about Taoist principles and telling me stories about Wuji.

At that time, Mo Yi, who was still a child, asked his master: "Wuji is emptiness, is chaos. If we eventually return to Wuji, why do we live, and why do we die?"

Qingfeng Daoist was surprised that a mere child would ask such a question. After thinking for a moment, he replied, "The Way of Heaven is inaction, it follows the natural way. Live in accordance with Heaven, and die in accordance with Heaven."

Mo Yi shook her head and said, "No."

"Do not?"

"The three thousand great paths all depend on human effort; we respect Heaven, but we do not acknowledge Heaven's authority."

The long staff finally touched Mo Yi's chest. Mo Yi came to his senses and laughed, "From Wuji comes Taiji."

He stepped back, extended two fingers, and gently traced them across his chest, saying: "Taiji gives rise to Yin and Yang, Yin and Yang give rise to the Four Symbols, and the Four Symbols give rise to the Eight Trigrams."

A giant Bagua symbol appeared before him, and the Wuji Staff struck the Bagua, producing a deafening tremor.

"The Eight Trigrams transform into all things." Mo Yi flicked his two fingers.

The eight trigrams vanished instantly, and a tremendous force rebounded towards Baili Dongjun.

The Wuji Staff flew out of his hand and flew far away, landing next to Xiao Se.

"Not good," Xiao Se said, frowning.

"It's indeed not good." Baili Dongjun followed closely behind Wuji Staff and fell beside them, stirring up a cloud of dust, and said quietly.

Sikong Changfeng rushed over to check on him, only to find that Baili Dongjun was unharmed, merely dusting himself off.

"What's wrong?" Sikong Changfeng asked worriedly.

Baili Dongjun smiled and said, "I've run out of ideas."

Lei Wujie stared in surprise at Mo Yi not far away: "Is he that powerful?"

"I have to admit that although I have entered the Divine Realm, I am still far inferior to him." Baili Dongjun spread his arms: "At this time, we can only fight with all our might."

Sikong Changfeng nodded, his spirits rising: "Alright, I'll go with you. It's been a long time since we fought side by side."

"Go to hell!" Baili Dongjun said in a deep voice, "I'll risk my life, you, save them! Once you've saved them, run!"

“But Dongjun, you…” Sikong Changfeng hesitated.

"What do you mean, 'I'? I never intended to go back when I came to this island!" Baili Dongjun roared. "Watch my every move!"

A deep sense of powerlessness welled up in Sikong Changfeng's heart.

Even though he was already the number one marksman in the world, it was still of no use.

Baili Dongjun turned around. "Come on, Mo Yi. Let's fight to the death!"

Mo Yi nodded: "Alright, then I will grant you death."

He had waited too long.

Even though Baili Dongjun had aroused his fighting spirit and made him feel the joy of battle for the first time in decades, he was unwilling to wait a moment longer for that matter.

He struck down with his palm, and that strike was delivered with all his might.

The Eight Trigrams (八卦) give rise to all things.

Baili Dongjun channeled all his inner energy and leaped into the air.

Internal strength reaches the heavens.

Baili Dongjun waved his hand, and giant waves rose up over a hundred miles of sea.

Boxing techniques are carried by sea.

"Rob it!" Baili Dongjun roared.

Sikong Changfeng immediately leaped onto the top of the pavilion, attempting to snatch Li Hanyi away.

But Baili Dongjun's fist technique was instantly broken, and a white-clad figure passed through Baili Dongjun and rushed towards the top of the pavilion.

Baili Dongjun hadn't expected Mo Yi's all-out attack to be so powerful, leaving him no chance to even block it. He hurriedly turned around and shouted angrily, "Changfeng, run!"

But it's too late.

Mo Yi had arrived in front of Sikong Changfeng. This was the third time Sikong Changfeng had faced Mo Yi directly, and the third time he had smelled the scent of death up close.

But the only person in the world who had a chance to save him couldn't get there in time.

But he wasn't planning to die!

"The Tornado Sings!"

Sikong Changfeng swung his spear suddenly, unleashing a torrent of true energy that shot straight at Mo Yi.

This is the greatest spearman in the world, fighting desperately with his life on the line!

Could this kill Mo Yi?

Of course not. Those who haven't entered the Divine Travel Mystic Realm cannot harm Mo Yi in the slightest.

But this made Mo Yi pause in her tracks.

After a brief pause, Mo Yi swept away the immense spear force and struck Sikong Changfeng with another palm strike.

But a whisk stopped him.

A white whisk, every single hair on it standing upright in an instant, like the feathers of a flying bird.

Suddenly, an old Taoist priest with white hair appeared there, holding a whisk in his hand. With a gentle wave, he sent Mo Yi flying back.

"Who is this?! How did a Taoist priest suddenly appear?!" Lei Wujie exclaimed.

Xiao Se was even more shocked when he saw the old Taoist priest suddenly appear: "The...the Imperial Preceptor?"

Qi Tianchen flicked his whisk and smiled at Xiao Se: "Second Prince, how have you been?"

Xiao Se hurriedly clasped his hands in greeting: "Greetings, Imperial Preceptor!"

Qi Tianchen smiled, turned to look at Mo Yi, and said softly, "Junior brother, it's been many years."

After a long pause, Mo Yi lowered her head and said, "Senior Brother Qi."

Back then, when Mo Yi knelt there, wanting to sell herself to bury her sister...

It was Qi Tianchen who glanced at him first. Because Qi Tianchen looked at him, Qingfeng Daoist turned around.

The rest of the story will happen.

Qi Tianchen is now all white-haired, while Mo Yi remains as handsome as a young man.

After a long separation, we met again, but everything had changed.

Xiao Se looked around blankly and asked, "Grand Preceptor, you came by boat?"

Qi Tianchen shook his head.

Xiao Se thought for a moment, then asked, "Did they arrive riding cranes?"

Qi Tianchen shook his head again.

Xiao Se was greatly puzzled: "Then, Imperial Advisor, did you just appear out of nowhere?"

Qi Tianchen nodded this time.

Xiao Se smiled wryly: "Grand Preceptor, please stop making fun of me."

"The Imperial Advisor is unfathomable; he has no time for jokes." Baili Dongjun had also returned by then: "You were right, the Imperial Advisor really did appear out of thin air?"

"Divine Travel to the Mysterious Realm!" Xiao Se suddenly realized that the Imperial Preceptor had also cultivated the Divine Travel to the Mysterious Realm, having traveled thousands of miles in a divine journey.

Qi Tianchen smiled and shook his head: "I am not as good as City Lord Baili. I have not yet reached the realm of divine travel. This time, I was able to travel thousands of miles with my thoughts thanks to the support of my four junior brothers' Taoist magic and the power of the Dragon-Seeking Formation."

"The Imperial Advisor has already reached the half-step of the Divine Realm many years ago, so why be modest?" Baili Dongjun laughed. "With the Imperial Advisor here, Dongjun finally feels more confident."

Xiao Se was stunned for a moment: "But according to what the Grand Preceptor said, you didn't really come here, so can you fight?"

Qi Tianchen laughed and said, "Do we really have to fight?"

Xiao Se asked in confusion, "Is there another way?"

Qi Tianchen pointed to his mouth: "We Taoists emphasize the Five Elements. Some of us practice Fire Escape Techniques, while others are proficient in Water Escape Secrets. I, Qi, am not talented enough to have mastered the sixth element: the art of words."

"Huh?" Xiao Se was even more confused.

Baili Dongjun smiled and said, "The Grand Preceptor is still as witty as ever. However, I would like to offer a word of advice: Mr. Mo is no longer the same Mr. Mo I met back then."

"The world is so boring, if I weren't witty, why would I bother cultivating immortality?" Qi Tianchen lightly touched the ground with his toes and took a few steps forward. "Junior brother, I'm so happy to know you're still alive. Where is Master?"

Mo Yi raised her eyes and glanced at the old ape on the upper floor.

Qi Tianchen followed Mo Yi's gaze and looked into the old ape's familiar eyes, and couldn't help but shudder.

"Master...Master?!"

Mo Yi slowly said, "My master passed away more than ten years ago."

“I used the magic passed down by the celestial immortals to bring back my master’s soul, and then used the old ape as a vessel to revive him.”

"This time, I will revive Little Greenie. Senior Brother, are you really going to stop me?"

Qi Tianchen remained silent for a long time before gracefully approaching the old ape and bowing deeply.

"master."

The old ape, with an air of seasoned wisdom, stretched out his arm and patted Qi Tianchen three times.

Qi Tianchen trembled again. Every time they met, his master would pat him a few times like this.

"Senior brother, this is a true immortal technique, passed down from the celestial beings of heaven!"

"I'll be able to see Little Green soon!"

Mo Yi's expression grew even more fervent.

Qi Tianchen turned around and sighed deeply.

He naturally knew how deep Mo Yi's obsession was with this matter.

Mo Yi was a junior disciple that his master took in during his later years. As soon as he entered the sect, he showed amazing talent, even surpassing his master. Qingfeng Daoist placed high hopes on him and took Mo Yi out to seek immortal opportunities three times in a row.

Mo Yi's growth rate was also extremely fast. His master had 69 disciples, and in just three years, Mo Yi's cultivation level was already second only to his master within the sect.

But by then he had been cultivating for sixteen years, while Mo Yi had only been cultivating for three years and was only nine years old at the time.

He entered the Heavenly Realm at the age of nine, and looking across the Northern Li, no one has ever been able to reach such a level.

If Mo Yi continues to stay in Beili, he will surely become the number one person in the world in the future.

However, Mo Yi insisted on going to sea to seek immortal destiny, to leave the mortal world, and to become a true immortal.

The master couldn't dissuade him, so he went out to sea with this disciple to seek immortal destiny again, but he stayed on the immortal island ever since.

When Mo Yi became a disciple of his master, he asked his master a question, and the master happened to be present at the time.

Mo Yi asked, "If I cultivate Taoism, will I be able to save my sister in the future?"

This statement alone is enough to explain that Mo Yi cultivates Taoism for only one purpose.

But now, after so many years, Mo Yi has finally found a real solution and is just one step away from saving her sister's life.

How could he possibly stop Mo Yi's determination to continue?