Chapter 1030: Head of the Five Ancient Immortals Counters and Defeats an Early Tribulation Transmutation Stage

A cheerful hum resonated from within Lu Yang as a girl resembling a sweet neighbor stepped out of his body, dressed in a goose-yellow gown and wearing a bright smile.

The girl, cute as a neighbor's younger sister, floated gently into the air and circled Lu Yang with an air of triumphant pride.

"Humph, see? You still need this Immortal’s help after all, don't you?"

"Yes, yes, of course. I must trouble the Fairy to take action."

"It is no trouble at all. As a loyal veteran of my court, it is only right that you assist this Immortal with peace of mind, and it is my duty to ensure your safety."

"Your humble servant bows in deep gratitude for the heavenly grace!"

The two conversed like ruler and minister, speaking in riddles that left onlookers entirely bewildered, their harmonious banter creating an atmosphere of serene peace that completely ignored the young man's presence.

Faced with this spectacle, the young man found himself utterly devoid of anger or even the will to fight; instead, an endless, creeping chill bloomed within his heart.

The moment the girl appeared, the oppressive pressure he had deliberately unleashed vanished without a trace, entirely without reason—a sudden change that defied all his understanding.

Who was she? Who on earth was she?!

The young man's spiritual terrace spun furiously as he desperately evaluated the situation.

Was she at the late stage of the Tribulation Transmutation Realm? Wait, Lu Yang had just called her a "Fairy." At that realization, a violent shudder ran through the young man. Could she possibly be a Half-Immortal?!

And why on earth was there another soul residing inside a mere junior like Lu Yang?!

Noticing the young man's intense gaze, the girl knitted her brow slightly and pouted, looking rather displeased.

"What right do you have to snatch Little Yangzi's things? Little Yangzi belongs to this Immortal."

As if facing a formidable enemy, the young man dared not show the slightest carelessness before the girl; he cupped his hands respectfully and spoke politely, "This old man is Qing Yan. I did not know this junior was under Your Excellency's protection. I had no intention of causing offense and beg your forgiveness."

"You are the Venerable Qing Yan?" The middle-aged man pinned to the massive boulder by the Chengying Sword gasped in sheer shock upon hearing the young man's title.

"Was it not said that you perished at the hands of Grandmaster Ming Yu?"

Grandmaster Ming Yu was the abbot of the Western Heaven Temple.

"Venerable Qing Yan?" Lu Yang had heard of this title, remembering him as a figure who had inverted Buddhist scriptures to fall into the demonic path, becoming a notorious arch-demon of the Buddhist Kingdom whose name alone could stop a child's crying—though he had never heard of him causing chaos in the Great Xia.

"Since you have offended us, you might as well stay." Although Venerable Qing Yan maintained a courteous attitude toward the Immortal Fairy, the mere thought that he had tried to rob Lu Yang left her with a terrible impression of him.

The moment those words were uttered, a violent shiver struck Venerable Qing Yan, seized by an immediate sensation of impending doom.

The Immortal Fairy's tone was entirely casual, yet Venerable Qing Yan knew it was the cold arrogance of a superior being looking down upon an inferior one—a lesser being to be disposed of at whim, unworthy of any genuine emotion.

"Do you truly believe this old man can be handled so easily?!"

Venerable Qing Yan roared in fury; as a grand cultivator at the early stage of the Tribulation Transmutation Realm, how could he allow himself to be treated like a helpless plaything?

Anyone capable of ascending to the Tribulation Transmutation Realm was a ruthless character, possessing hidden trump cards never to be used unless pushed to the absolute brink.

Venerable Qing Yan's eyes narrowed sharply as he began to chant an obscure, sinister Buddhist scripture.

"The Five Turbidities of the Corrupt World, Cosmic Inversion of Frost!"

A sudden, heavy blizzard began to fall within the small world of the Qingfeng Sword, causing the temperature to plummet so drastically that even Lu Yang, who was normally impervious to heat and cold, felt the piercing chill, forcing him to invoke the Samadhi True Fire and the Golden Crow True Flame just to endure it.

The temperature within the miniature realm dropped to a terrifying extreme, making Lu Yang feel as though the very moisture inside his body was about to freeze solid.

"The Five Turbidities of the Corrupt World, The Dharma-Ending Age!"

Venerable Qing Yan's scripture shifted once more, becoming fierce and surging with power, his eyes filled with a bloodthirsty fanaticism.

The spiritual energy of the small world was completely frozen and rendered impossible to refine; this was the Dharma-Ending Age described in Buddhist texts, the final struggle of a dying world where spiritual energy ceased to function, leaving cultivators unable to practice and reducing them entirely to mortals.

"Five Ghosts Move the Mountain, Six Generals Bear the Heavens!"

Venerable Qing Yan summoned eleven giant silhouettes, figures even taller than Meng Jingzhou's fully manifested Dharma Idol.

The middle-aged man's face twisted into utter despair; was this the legendary, ultimate hidden technique of Venerable Qing Yan? It was said that nine out of ten who witnessed this move never lived to tell the tale.

The mountain moved by the five ghosts and the sky borne by the six generals were not real physical entities, but manifestations forged from human malice—chaos, wrath, and sorrow...

To be washed over by the concentrated malice of humanity meant that even if one miraculously survived, they would be left utterly insane.

"Even Ming Yu dared not take this strike head-on! This old man shall see just how much ability you, a Half-Immortal, truly possess!" Venerable Qing Yan held nothing back, unleashing every single one of his trump cards, refusing to believe this neighborly girl could emerge unscathed!

The Immortal Fairy merely curled her lip, looking rather impatient: "What is all this absolute rubbish? Luohan Fruit Punch."

The Immortal Fairy unleashed an immortal-grade fist technique; the moment the Luohan Fruit Punch was thrown, it carried a profound wave of purification, and with just a single strike, the entire small world was instantly rejuvenated, as if spring had returned to the earth, blooming with radiant warmth.

The Five Turbidities, the frozen world, and the Dharma-Ending Age all vanished without a trace, replaced by a vibrant new world teeming with life.

"Bodhi Leaf Punch."

The Immortal Fairy's technique shifted; the Bodhi Leaf Punch brought a peaceful slumber and possessed the same cleansing power, washing away the mountains and skies of concentrated malice with a torrent of purification until every trace of negative emotion was entirely erased.

"What kind of fist technique is this?!"

Venerable Qing Yan was struck with absolute horror; Luohan Fruit Punch? Bodhi Leaf Punch? They sounded like completely ridiculous, fabricated names, so how could they possibly possess such devastating power?!

"Green Smoke Transforms into Azure Skies!"

Seeing that he was completely outmatched, Venerable Qing Yan decisively executed his escape art—the supreme movement technique that had once allowed him to slip away from Grandmaster Ming Yu, capable of creating a flawless clone to deceive the foe while his true form dissolved into a wisp of green smoke, vanishing completely beyond anyone's reach!

"What a joke, you call that an escape art? The movement techniques of the Time Immortal and the Heavenly Immortal are vastly superior to yours."

The Immortal Fairy brought her hands together, interlacing her fingers, and Venerable Qing Yan—who believed he had dissolved into nothingness and successfully fled—was suddenly squeezed into a ball, forced back into his original form.

"What kind of method is this? Just who are you?!"

Despair finally flooded the depths of Venerable Qing Yan's eyes; this was an opponent on an entirely different plane from Grandmaster Ming Yu, whose techniques had at least fallen within the realm of his understanding, whereas he could not comprehend a single move executed by the Immortal Fairy!

"You are unworthy of knowing this Immortal’s name. Freeze."

The Immortal Fairy uttered a single word, leaving Venerable Qing Yan utterly startled; could this be the legendary Immobility Technique?

Yet when he tried to struggle, he found that his body was not actually restricted.

The Immortal Fairy glared at him with an unfriendly expression: "If you dare move even a single inch, you are dead."

Venerable Qing Yan was instantly paralyzed with terror, not daring to move a muscle.

"The same goes for the two of you." The Immortal Fairy cast her gaze toward Mo Xiaochou and the middle-aged man, her words achieving an equally outstanding effect.

"All sorted."

Lu Yang hurriedly stepped forward to welcome the Immortal Fairy back from her triumphant victory: "With the Emperor taking action, how could such petty scoundrels hope to avoid defeat?"

"Your Majesty's divine might towers over both ancient and modern times, a truly heaven-sent brilliance and peerless martial strategy that surpasses all predecessors and illuminates all future generations!" Lu Yang clapped his hands vigorously, offering his sincerest flattery.

"Right, right? This Immortal is incredibly powerful." The Immortal Fairy placed her hands on her hips, beaming with immense pride, looking as though she had just vanquished a truly formidable foe.