Daoist Competition

Chapter 1378: Chapter 76: Three Emptinesses and Three Sound Thunders, Winds and Clouds Three-fingered Fork

"Three Emptinesses and Three Sound Thunders?"

Upon hearing this, the cultivators at Zhongtai were immediately in an uproar.

Among the three Great Divine Skills passed down by the Da Mi Ancestor, the most mysterious is "Ten Thousand Catties of Solidification," while the most powerful is the "Three Emptinesses and Three Sound Thunders."

However, because comprehending this divine skill was difficult, the Da Mi Ancestor split it into two, teaching it separately to two children, who later became the ancestral founders of the Zhongtai and Xuanyue sects. One received the upper volume, while the other received the lower volume.

Zhongtai used this to deduce the "Pure Sound Thunder Skill," while Xuanyue created the "Hundred Revolutions Cloud-shocking Thunder."

All cultivators from both sects knew that only by combining the upper and lower volumes could this Great Divine Power be demonstrated again. Therefore, when Rong Junzhong claimed he had just used this method, the Zhongtai cultivators were greatly shocked.

Sect Leader Qiao was initially stunned but now had regained his composure. Upon deeper thought, he suddenly raised his head and said, "No, when the Three Sounds and Three Void Thunders are activated, they are formless and colorless, accompanied by the sound of blissful emptiness. Though similar to the legends, when you activated this thunder skill, white smoke flew up, clearly derived from the ’Hundred Revolutions Cloud-shocking Thunder’!"

Not to mention that the upper volume Daoist books are still in the hands of Zhongtai, and from what he knows, once this divine skill is unleashed, the various thunders collide and strike against each other, becoming increasingly fierce, exploding wider and wider, eventually covering the sky; the places reached by the thunder sound become purgatory, far beyond just this slight display.

Rong Junzhong’s expression remained unchanged as he said, "Sect Leader Qiao is unaware that ever since ancient times, our Xuanyue has used this thunder skill as a foundation, drawing upon the strengths of several families for further elaboration, ultimately forming this method. I dare say it possesses seventy percent of the original power. As long as the talents of our Xuanyue continue to emerge and learn from each other, there will come a day when we will break free from the old mold and may even surpass the ancestral method."

Elder Yan could listen no longer and sternly said, "Arrogant! The divine skills passed down by the ancestor, can they be arbitrarily changed by you future disciples? This is utter blasphemy!"

Rong Junzhong laughed mockingly, "What the ancestor passed on was the ancestor’s path, not my path. Times change, so why must my descendants stubbornly adhere to established methods, refusing adaptation? I heard Sect Leader Qiao had long intended to make improvements, yet it is hindered by you few decaying ones holding on to the broken remnants. If not, how would things come to today’s situation?"

The low-level disciples of Zhongtai below heard these words, and while some were puzzled, others seemed contemplative, and some showed looks of confusion.

Elder Yan saw that a few words had unsettled the people’s minds, and he suddenly became both shocked and angry, repeatedly shouting, "Shut up! Shut up!"

Sect Leader Qiao inwardly agreed with some points Rong Junzhong made, but outwardly could not show it, so he coldly said, "Since Xuanyue has long established its own methods, how can you steal the name?"

Rong Junzhong glanced around the circle, casually pointing, and said nonchalantly, "With Zhongtai gone, who would care anymore?"

The scene immediately fell into silence.

Elder Yan trembled all over with anger, gritting his teeth, "Today either you die, or I perish!"

Sect Leader Qiao was silent for a moment before slowly saying, "There’s no point in saying more, let’s see the truth in action under our hands."

He returned to his vehicle, called Du Shixun over, and solemnly asked, "Child, can you win against this person?"

Du Shixun replied haughtily, "With my steadfast divine weapon, what is there to fear him for?"

Sect Leader Qiao felt relieved and yet worried by his spirit. Though Du Shixun was invincible within sect contests, Rong Junzhong was indeed a rare talent appearing in a thousand years, far from being comparable to ordinary people, making victory uncertain.

Du Shixun took out a set of Vermilion Bird Bright Armor from his sleeve bag and put it on. When fully equipped, Mrs. Zhao came up to drape him with the "Purple Phoenix Golden Cloak" borrowed from the Fengxiang Sect, cautioning, "My child, be extremely cautious."

Du Shixun confidently declared, "Rest assured, Mum, Rong Junzhong has already exposed his cards by using two divine skills. I have a way to capture him."

Mrs. Zhao nodded, lightly saying, "Go ahead."

Du Shixun stepped forward two paces, took out an Array Breaking Wolf Toothed Hammer over a yard long, hefted it, then stomped his feet, making a rumbling sound, and charged into the Heavenly Vault with his head held high.

Rong Junzhong, seeing it was him, scrutinized for a while before speaking, "I’ve long heard of your name, Daoist Du."

Du Shixun pointed at him with the Array Breaking Cone, "Rong Junzhong, today I will definitely take your life. If you have anything to say, quickly speak it out."

Rong Junzhong surprisingly showed a serious expression and said, "There is something I will indeed tell you later."

Du Shixun snorted, unwilling to engage in much talk, suddenly shouted loudly, brandished the Array Breaking Wolf Toothed Hammer in his hand, and with a swoosh, smashed it down. A strong wind immediately surged, pressing down Rong Junzhong’s clothes to flutter even though he was dozens of yards away.