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  "The Guardian of Guangcheng Daochang, Yuan Zhen!" someone exclaimed in the darkness.

  Looking up from below, on the bottom surface of that majestic seal-like object, there were two ancient words - "Fan Tian".

  Legend has it that in the ancient era of Honghuang, when the ancestor Guangchengzi of the Guangcheng Daochang released his Fantian Seal, all the immortals retreated. As the guardian of the Guangcheng Daochang, the Yuanshen immortal held a Fantian Seal that was not the real one, but rather one he had been refining since he started his cultivation path. This Fantian Seal was refined in every way like the legendary Fantian Seal from Mount Zhuowei, except for its origin. The Yuanshen immortal was even more famous than the leader of the Guangcheng Daochang.

  In the Taoist school, no matter which sect or faction, there is a vein of people who protect the Tao, also known as the protector of the true person. Kunlun has it, and Guangcheng Daochang also has it. When something happens to the sect, it is generally the protector of the true person who comes out of the mountain.

  His appearance means that the first-class master of the sect has finally made a move against Chen Jing.

  The river surface suddenly surged, if the entire Jian River is a snake, then this sudden surge of waves is the letter spat out by the snake. Extremely fast, in an instant, the statue was rolled into the water, and the seal of Qin Guang Wang disappeared together with it.

  The heavenly seal fell, and the river water surged towards both banks. It was as if a huge wave in the ocean crashed against the shore, churning up the air, surging up the green mountains on both banks, and rolling up thousands of piles of snow. Some people who were still alive above the statue had not been killed by Chen Jing, but were crushed into the river under the mountain-like seal. The giant seal slowly rotated in the river, as if there was something underneath it, and this slow rotation was meant to crush, just like a millstone.

  After a while, the seal suddenly emitted some faint flames. The flames seemed to appear out of thin air, and the gray stone seal looked like a pile of rotten wood, emitting heat and flames due to the grinding. At first, the flames were still very faint, burning on the mountain-like giant seal, but they seemed to be able to ignite the air, forming a soaring flame that illuminated the source of the Qujiang River in this area. In the sky, a Daoist priest who looked like he was in his forties had an ancient and rustic appearance, with an inner majesty similar to that of the giant seal. His eyes shone brightly, his lips were not tightly closed, but rather rapidly trembled as he muttered to himself, his voice extremely low, so that no one knew what he was saying. His hands pinched a strange hand seal, and people with keen intuition could see at a glance that he was not relaxed.

  This fire is not ordinary fire, nor is it cinnabar fire, but rather the Triple-Truth True Fire.

  Few people know that this Tian Yin can still emit three flavors of true fire, and even if it appears now, few people know.

  Nalan Wang recognized the three flavors of true fire, and he was extremely shocked in his heart. Although at this time in the world, generally speaking, no one had seen a person above the immortal path, there were people who had survived from the great calamity of a thousand years ago through special means. Nalan Wang believed that in a certain sense, he had lived for a thousand years.

  Qian Luomen's open sect ancestor lived for about two hundred years, but his magical powers were very high, and in the world of heaven and earth, he was a figure to be reckoned with. However, there is still an unspoken fear in the world of heaven and earth: the higher one's magical powers are, the faster they die.

  At dawn, I heard the Way; at dusk, I died. If someone asked Jiangliu Yun about his master Qian Luo Xianjun's death, he would definitely say: Suddenly enlightened, and after enlightenment, he died within an hour. This is a secret of the Qian Luo sect.

  Nalan Wang can be certain that no one in the world knows his secret, and no one knows he is a person from a thousand years ago. So, he increasingly believes that people from a thousand years ago must still be alive, but he never dares to say it, feeling that there are eyes staring at him all the time. It wasn't until recently, over the past decade or so, when this feeling gradually disappeared, that he dared to occupy the position of City God of Nalan City and claim kingship.

  Only those who are hidden from the world and do not easily reveal themselves, the people of the Xian Shan Xuan Men, can guess that this is the three flavors of fire. Although the three flavors of true fire are not very strong, they are enough to burn the spiritual energy in the void. As long as time goes on, the spiritual power of the entire river will be exhausted.

  This Ban Tian Seal in Yuan Zhen's hand, although it is not a genuine product, is also not an ordinary product, and it is obvious that it has a history.

  The Sanwei Zhenhuo can burn all things in the world, whether it is the stars in the nine heavens above or the Yin Mountains in the nine underworlds below, everything will be reduced to ashes.

  Nalan Wang knew more, so he was afraid of more things and had more concerns. He immediately withdrew from the city of Balin after learning that it was the seal of Qin Guangwang, but he couldn't bear to leave far away. Now that he has recognized the three flavors of true fire, his original intention to take advantage of the chaos and obtain the seal of Qin Guangwang has been suppressed again. He is not afraid of Yuanshen, but does not want to provoke the Taoist sect of Guangchengzi.

  The True Way of the Original Truth, the hand-sealing technique stands in the void, the lips move faster and faster, although silent, but the people around can't help but secretly feel shocked, because they all felt a scorching feeling, the spiritual energy all over their bodies is boiling, with a sense of being on the edge of a fiery furnace. If this feeling was still tolerable, then the burning flame from the Heaven-Sealing Stamp that gave off an annihilating everything sensation made people involuntarily retreat several steps back.

  "The Daoist temple that has been passed down since the great calamity indeed has an unfathomable mystery." This is what many people thought in their hearts.

  Chen Jing naturally also felt the ferocity of the flames, and even more deeply than others, because that Heavenly Seal was suppressing the entire River of Suffering.

  The battle between cultivators is not about comparing magical powers or a single, unified fighting technique. Although most battles in the world are about comparing techniques and methods, the true essence of a cultivator's fight lies in their mastery of magical forces. The moment Yuan Zhen made his move was when Chen Jing's momentum was at its weakest, and the Ban Tian Yin technique that sealed off the source of the Jian River was even more effective at suppressing him. The three flavors of true fire born from the Ban Tian Yin were a direct method, truly capable of killing Chen Jing - this could be called a technique.

  All things have spirits, and it's not an empty phrase. Flowers, birds, fish, insects, trees, mountains, rivers, and streams all have spirits. These spirits may obtain opportunities to transform into true spirits, or they may forever be formless and intangible, eternally transforming into incomprehensible principles. The Jing River flows for 9,300 miles, with many river eyes, some hidden and some obvious. In the eyes of ordinary people, these river eyes are just springs, constantly spouting water throughout the four seasons. But in the eyes of cultivators, what emerges from these river eyes is not spring water, but spiritual energy, which is the spiritual energy that seeps out from the Ling Mountains' spiritual veins. These spirits gather together to form a river flow.

  However, every river has a spiritual source, that is, the source. The source of Jinghe River is at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, and this town is like a snake being pressed down seven inches.

  Chen Jing naturally did not suppress himself. When he felt that he could no longer hold his own against Qin Guangwang's city, he took advantage of the fact that he had not yet fallen into a state of weakness and immediately retreated from the Ninth Heaven. If it were just a matter of rushing up to Kunlun, he would have been confident in his ability to do so. However, this was not a betting match, but a life-and-death struggle, where one misstep could lead to irreparable disaster. Therefore, he not only retreated but also made it seem as though he had been forced to retreat due to backlash.

  However, at the moment he retreated, he did not expect to be almost sealed by the Linglong Town Demon Tower. Nevertheless, even without the Qin Guang Wang Seal in hand, he could still escape, because this was on the Jing River and not in the Kunlun Mountains. But with the Qin Guang Wang Seal in hand, it was much easier, making him effortlessly lift the seal, and coincidentally lure those people to take action, taking advantage of the opportunity to launch a surprise attack.

  When Yuanshen Daoren's Bantian Seal pressed down, he had already been swept into the river by the waves. Naturally, there were ways to avoid being suppressed, but his magical powers originated from the Jing River, and calming the Jing River was almost equivalent to calming him down.

  This technique is a forbidden divine method passed down since ancient times. There was once a legend that during the Honghuang era, in the Tian Huang year, there was a dispute between immortals and gods. A mountain god merged with the mountains and rivers, and its magical powers and methods were unfathomable. At that time, the Golden Immortal from the Kunlun Mountains, the Great Witch of the Wu tribe, and some powerful demons from the mountains and marshes joined forces to destroy that mountain god, using the technique of cutting off the mountain's veins.

  This legend is extremely remote, and the mountain god is not an ordinary mountain god, but does not belong to the Jade Emperor's seal of the mountain god known to people, but a more ancient mountain god, so that only people in the major sects can know that there was such a war, and what the final result was, no one said clearly.

  However, the method of cutting off the mountain and breaking the pulse was passed down at that time, and it also gave many people inspiration. And this Yuanshen Dao person obviously knew about this legend, so he came up with a way to calm down the largest spiritual source of Jinghe River.

  Chen Jing had no idea how terrifying the Three Flavors True Fire was before, but now he has a direct understanding of it. The Three Flavors True Fire not only crazily burns the spiritual energy of the Qu River, but also seems to be able to penetrate through the burning spiritual energy and hurt Chen Jing's divine sense. Chen Jing feels like he is being scorched, and this scorching feeling cannot be resisted at all. However, Chen Jing is not afraid. In the past, when the evil dragon from the river god's lair held that black stone with killing intent and came down, it was also sealed by Chen Jing. At that time, it was extremely difficult for Chen Jing, but now his realm can be said to have entered a state that cannot be described or explained.

  When the river waves surged to the city of Ba Ling, Shen Jin's seal was broken in an instant, and his heart was mysteriously relaxed, as if the stone that had been pressing on his head for a long time suddenly melted away. His divine sense at that moment seemed to be able to feel the stars in the sky and respond to the nine underworlds. This feeling, although only for an instant, made his realm leap into a state of divine clarity in an instant.

  The river water is boiling, just like a pot of boiling water.

  Boiling the Yangtze River and cooking the sea!

  This scene only existed in legend, and unexpectedly reappeared in the world today.

  The river surface also started burning at this moment, burning the spiritual energy in the river domain. The fire on the river surface slowly spread downstream. Although the speed was not fast, this trend of burning the river and boiling the sea shocked people. Just as many people were thinking about how Chen Jing would respond, a statue of a god slowly rose from the front of the river, where the big fire was. As soon as the statue appeared, the fire stopped. In the eyes of many people, this was not an inanimate statue, but a living person, Chen Jing, who was the soul of the entire Jingshan River.

  The statue didn't move, but in their eyes, it had already moved. A virtual shadow appeared on the statue, like a reflection in the river, with both hands moving forward and backward at the same time, accompanied by a sound that spread out in circles of ripples.