Chapter 844 - 401: Two Great Immortals! Ge Family Celestial Master_2

Chapter 844: Chapter 401: Two Great Immortals! Ge Family Celestial Master_2

"Ge Chang’an, when I say you’ve only grasped the surface of the Taiyi Technique, that’s truly all it is."

At this moment, Zhang Fan stood imposingly upon the Profound Void Platform, surrounded by surging water and fire, a terrifying spectacle that shook the heavens and earth.

"I also have a technique; would you care to witness it?"

As he finished speaking, Zhang Fan formed seals with his hands, displaying overwhelming grandeur; it was none other than the Lion Seal.

Immediately following this, a mysterious phantom soared into the air. What a Dharma King’s Throne it was, imposing with its layers of jade stages, clearly revealing nine lotuses, adorned with pearls and gemstones everywhere.

"This is..."

"The Taiyi Technique!?"

Everyone was astonished, their gazes flickering; no one anticipated that this mysterious young man before them would also display the Taiyi Technique.

"This throne, this throne is no ordinary seat; the Celestial Venerable of Salvation once sat here."

"In speaking of the dharma, all hells are liberated."

"The Taiyi Celestial Venerable sits upon the lotus platform, with the Ten Hall Yama arrayed on either side."

"The Judge unravels the Book of Life and Death, commanding the summoned spirits to receive their degree."

In the void, faintly echoed a majestic and grand chanting, as a lotus platform throne ascended, overwhelming pressure enveloping all, divine light spreading everywhere, grinding the Profound Void Platform beneath it to nothing but light and dust.

"What a splendid Taiyi Technique!"

Ge Chang’an shouted exuberantly, his eyes gleaming: "What marvelous skills, my friend. With such a display, I swear here today, never again to exhibit the Taiyi Dharma Lineage before others!"

With these words, everyone was shocked; no one expected the Ge family’s heir to carry such lofty aspirations, witnessing a defeat in this same lineage magical combat, to then make a solemn vow to abandon this technique.

Faced with such steadfast integrity, Zhang Fan couldn’t help but regard him with newfound respect.

"I have another technique. Please, my friend, offer your guidance."

As soon as the words fell, Ge Chang’an formed seals with his hands, a bright light bursting from his brow, with incense seemingly wafting atop his Celestial Spirit, like a deity descending in the mortal world three feet above his head.

"Nine-Character Mantra, Lin Department’s ultimate skill!"

Everyone’s hearts trembled, their eyes wide open, unwilling to miss even a single detail.

One must know, this is none other than the Ancestor Ge’s secret, not to mention Ge Chang’an had previously invoked thirty-six Great Immortals.

Buzz...

At this moment, three feet above him, deep in the void, a mysterious figure flickered, possessing an extraordinary and graceful demeanor, bright gleaming eyes. A three-peaked flying phoenix hat adorned his head, a light yellow robe on his body.

Golden-threaded boots with coiling dragon socks, a jade belt with floral eight-treasure patterns. At his waist hung a bow resembling a crescent moon, and in his hand a Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear.

"Thirty-Six Great Immortals!"

"True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao!?"

Everyone was in a trance, while not far away, Ge Fuyao revealed a look of fascination and reverence.

Among the younger generation of the Ge family, only Ge Chang’an invoked the Thirty-Six Great Immortals. Moreover, this deity was renowned on earth; referring to Him as the "True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao" might leave some unaware of His roots, yet this deity had another resounding name...

Erlang Xiansheng True Monarch!!!

Rumble...

Ge Chang’an’s aura grew more terrifying, rampant as a deluge, unending as the rivers of mountains, instantly enveloping the entire Jile Villa.

"I abide by the Ge Clan’s dharma lineage, no matter your name or title, today you shall suffer a divine strike." Ge Chang’an said expressionlessly.

At this moment, he seemed to be the true heir of the Ge family, a Pure Yang lineage.

Rumble...

Three feet above his head, the phantom of True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao grew ever more terrifying, the strange weapon in his hand bursting with seven-colored profound light.

The heavens and earth held manifestly ominous prowess, a magnificent Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear.

Eight-Nine Profound Skill reveals its sacred form, reigning over all directions.

"Truly the Pure Yang Dharma Lineage, such unique techniques passed down by Ancestor Ge."

"With Daoist Sect cultivation reaching such realms, myriad phenomena unfold, impossible to perceive without Primordial Spirit great success, or one enters into bewilderment."

"A Pure Yang Noble Family, handed down to this generation, always having a talent rise in each era, this is the trend of the times, also a blessing from the Ancestral Master."

Divine thoughts intertwined, no one treated Ge Chang’an lightly due to his youth.

With such skill, he was enough to achieve fame in the current Daoist Sect.

"The Daoist skill handed down by Ancestor Ge."

Zhang Fan sighed, the Ling Department Skill being the culmination of the Daoist Sect’s "Inviting Gods and Immortals" skill at great success, with divine beings descending and empowered, it indeed shares a remarkable resemblance with the Dragon Tiger Zhang Family’s "Divine Sealing Technique."

However, there lies a fundamental difference; the former relies on external force, mystically summoning the sacred.

In contrast, the Divine Sealing Technique is more domineering, gaining incense in the red dust, the human body is both divine and sacred.

"Be careful, fellow Daoist."

Ge Chang’an’s voice echoed across the vast sky of Jile Villa, ethereal and ever-changing.

"Zhang Fan, let me handle this."

At that moment, a cold voice resonated in Zhang Fan’s ears. He turned back to see Ge Shuangxiu’s aura had recovered slightly, his eyes blazing as he fixed his gaze on Ge Chang’an.

The tacit understanding between Ge Shuangxiu and Zhang Fan was unspoken. He took a step forward, and his Primordial Spirit emerged.

Zhang Fan said no more. After all, this was Ge Family’s affair and Ge Shuangxiu’s personal karmic tribulation.

"Ge Chang’an, the Ancestral Master’s Technique you know, I know too."

Ge Shuangxiu lightly exclaimed, forming seals with his hands, and above his head, a phantom boldly ascended; with three heads and eight arms, wielding magical artifacts, spinning like wind and fire, red silk like a Fire Dragon, a sharp spear that shook mountains, and a Golden Circle that moved heaven and earth...

Dragonkind is naturally extraordinary, their youthful form unlike that of mortals.

With six divine weapons at their disposal, they soar and transform without limits.

Today, receiving the Jade Emperor’s Golden Decree, they are conferred the title of Three Altars Sea Assembly Great God.

"This is..."

"The Thirty-Six Great Immortals!!"

"Three Altars Sea Assembly Great God!?"

Inside Jile Villa, excitement surged, for no one expected to witness the presence of two Great Immortals today.

"That’s the Great Immortal summoned by Ge Shuangxiu..."

In the distance, Ge Fuyao’s expression was somewhat dazed. She had heard in the clan that Ge Shuangxiu, like Ge Chang’an, had also cultivated the Ling Department Skill to the highest realm in this lifetime, but witnessing it firsthand, the shock and jealousy filled her heart.

As a disciple of the Ge Family, Ge Fuyao knew well the significance of summoning this Great Immortal.

Her talent in the Ge Family was also among the top, yet no matter how hard she tried, she could only summon the Seventy-Two Minor Immortals.

The disparity was like that between clouds and mud—an insurmountable chasm regardless of effort.

For this reason, the Ge Family placed immense importance on Ge Shuangxiu, even willing to overlook all his past transgressions if he would sever ties with the past.

Thinking this, Ge Fuyao clenched her fists tightly, feeling a hint of anger, upset at why she did not possess such a destiny.

"Heavens, the Ge Family’s ancestral tomb must be smoking for them to produce two who can summon Great Immortals in one generation!"

"Even one such seedling could greatly uplift the clan; now there are two."

Jile Villa was in an uproar. Who could have imagined seeing such a prelude before the disciple-taking ceremony of the Transcendent Zhenren, a spectacle among the younger generation equally splendid.

If such a seedling appeared in one’s own clan, one would smile even in dreams.

Of course, some held different views, believing that producing one such successor was a blessing, while two could bring unpredictable fortunes...

After all, there cannot be two suns in the sky!

"You truly are remarkable." Ge Chang’an’s eyes showed appreciation.

He knew, given Ge Shuangxiu’s injuries, that summoning a Great Immortal using the Lin Department’s Ultimate Skill in such a state was indeed extraordinary.

The more it was so, the more he knew mere words would not sway such a person’s heart.

"Then today, I will completely subdue you."

Ge Chang’an’s eyes turned sharp, free of any distractions, and in an instant, the phantom of True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao trembled greatly, the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear in his hand roaring like thunder.

Buzz...

Almost simultaneously, Ge Shuangxiu moved as well; the red silk around the Three Altars Sea Assembly Great God swirling, stirring heaven and earth, terrifying waves surging like a furious tide, sweeping through the murky night.

"They’ve started, they’ve started..."

At this moment, everyone grew excited, anticipating this sacred battle.

"Let’s bring this to an end."

Suddenly, a calm voice arose in the quiet courtyard, and almost at once, the phantoms of both Great Immortals gradually dissipated within this voice.

"Celestial Master!?"

Zhang Fan’s heart skipped a beat. With a single word, he broke apart Ge Shuangxiu and Ge Chang’an’s Lin Department’s Ultimate Skill—it had to be someone of the Celestial Master Realm.

Instinctively turning his head, Zhang Fan saw a man step forward; his visage appeared around fifty, yet his hair was streaked with gray, with faint burn marks on his neck.

"The Ge Family’s Celestial Master!"

Around them, whispers filled with deep reverence arose.

Staring at the figure, Zhang Fan was momentarily stunned, for this face seemed somewhat familiar, as if seen in childhood.

"Uncle Er Dan!?" Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, his expression turning peculiar.