Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

In a daze, it seemed as if a faint fragrance of books permeated the air, or perhaps a mysterious cave that devoured everything.

Ying Zheng stepped inside, while the malevolent spirits following behind him shrank back with trepidation.

The Wanfa Tower is antique in appearance, and hundreds of people are moving around on the first floor, choosing their favorite spells.

Tens of thousands of books are displayed on the wooden shelves, each radiating a faint Taoist aura and spiritual light.

Each book retains traces of the author's will and spiritual practice from when they copied it.

However, such a vast collection of books, which would be enough to breed book demons and cause chaos in the outside world, is displayed here obediently for anyone to choose from, which shows the profound depth of Wanfalou's resources.

It should be understood that copying these books on spiritual practice is no easy task.

Besides expending energy, one must also leave behind one's own understanding of the techniques, the results of one's practice, and the residual aura here.

The cost of this is obviously considerable, especially for advanced techniques.

The cultivation world is filled with all sorts of techniques, some of which are of dubious quality, and some are even used by powerful figures.

They specifically created techniques for fishing, which is why cultivators are extremely cautious about their cultivation methods.

Ying Zheng glanced at them and immediately saw through the tens of thousands of books of magic.

Eight or nine out of ten have serious loopholes and defects, while the rest are useless.

For example, the Hundred Birds Play imitates the cultivation of various animals, and each animal's cultivation method has various taboos.

For example, those who practice the Green Wood Sheep Method must be vegetarian and abstain from meat; otherwise, they will break the precepts and transform into sheep demons. The various flaws and limitations of this method are self-evident; it is likely a method passed down from a certain temple. It was designed to subdue those demons transformed from those who broke the precepts while practicing the Hundred Birds Play, using them as resources for their own practice!

The maid in charge of the first floor of Wanfa Tower stepped forward. She exuded a faint scholarly aura, but a hint of greed lurked deep in her eyes.

It was a thirst for knowledge. Ying Zheng saw through her true form at a glance, and in a daze, he could see a book with a strange power turning its pages. It was a book demon transformed from a book of cultivation.

"Esteemed guest, this must be your first time visiting the Myriad Laws Pavilion. All the books here are available for you to copy, and you may take them with you once you're done," the book demon said slowly.

Ying Zheng did not look at her, but instead gazed at the top of the pavilion, where a wisp of power seemed to emanate from it, as if it could crush the void.

The vast, eerie, and ominous aura spread unchecked, causing the many cultivators inside the Myriad Laws Pavilion to tremble. They seemed to see an unparalleled demon, devouring heaven and earth with every breath. The endless devouring phenomenon made them paralyzed with fear.

On the ninth floor of the Myriad Laws Pavilion, only a jade book containing the power of Taiyin floats there, and the power of Taiyin twists and suppresses the entire Myriad Laws Pavilion.

A faint, ethereal fragrance of books wafted around, transforming into the demeanor of a young scholar: "Brother Daoist, are you daring to act so brazenly in my Myriad Laws Pavilion, are you provoking me?"

At this moment, Ying Zheng only revealed a small portion of his power, yet it made the Master of the Myriad Laws Pavilion extremely wary.

As the book demon, who was behaving like a gentleman, approached, he said to the maid beside him, "I will personally receive this one; you may leave now."

Then, he turned around and gestured invitingly: "Brother Daoist, please!"

In the void, a staircase formed by stacks of books extends upwards and disappears into the endless void.

Upon seeing this, Ying Zheng stepped onto it without hesitation, his figure instantly piercing through the void and arriving at the non-existent ninth floor of the Myriad Laws Tower.

This place is vast and boundless, with a faint sense of myriad laws swirling around it, and endless images flowing through it. Each breath represents a technique.

This shows just how powerful the master of the Myriad Laws Pavilion is. The fierce soul standing behind Ying Zheng was trembling with fear, shrinking at his feet and not daring to move.

At this moment, the evil spirit was filled with boundless shock:
"The master of the Myriad Laws Pavilion is said to be a True Monarch at the Nascent Soul Realm, only one step away from becoming an immortal. Yet he is so kind to the master. This shows how amazing the master's realm and strength are. To be able to associate with such a powerful figure is truly a blessing earned through three lifetimes of cultivation!"

Ying Zheng sat cross-legged in the void, gazing at the tea table before him. In a daze, he could hear the wailing of ten thousand souls, and a faint fragrance of books permeated the air, having a calming and vision-clearing effect.

"I heard that the Myriad Laws Pavilion collects all the laws of the world, so I came uninvited," Ying Zheng said, feigning apology.

However, his posture showed no sign of apology. To this, the True Lord of Ten Thousand Laws chuckled and said, "It's alright. Since you've come to my door, you're a guest. I just wonder which book you wish to copy?"

"That's the scroll." Ying Zheng pointed to a certain void, where the void and space merged, revealing a jade book flowing with the power of Taiyin.

Upon seeing this, the True Lord of Ten Thousand Laws remained calm, but his posture showed signs of tension.

"So it turns out that you have taken a fancy to this Taiyin Jade Book. All the books in the Wanfa Pavilion can be copied, but this Taiyin Jade Book is an ancient legendary book, which is extremely strange and ominous."

"Even I dare not observe it for long. Do you really intend to copy it, Brother Dao?" Wanfa Zhenjun asked tentatively.

Ying Zheng nodded in approval, saying, "Not bad, it's the only one here that's barely acceptable."

A faint smile flashed across Wanfa Zhenjun's eyes: "Very well, you should know the rules of Wanfa Tower, since you wish to copy this Taiyin Jade Book, then please do so!"

Then, writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone appeared before Ying Zheng. These were no ordinary objects; they could be called magical treasures.

The True Lord of Ten Thousand Laws beckoned, and the Jade Book of Taiyin immediately appeared before Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng reached out and grasped it, immersing himself in it and instantly sensing the information contained within.

An endless, eerie power began to erode Ying Zheng. In a daze, Ying Zheng seemed to be facing the origin of heaven and earth, with the Taiyin Dao flowing through him. This was the most orthodox Taiyin Dao.

But the next moment, under the endless eerie aura, the power of the moon transformed into a demonic shadow that devoured heaven and earth, and countless tentacles formed a blood moon that swept across the world.

This Taiyin Jade Book should have been left behind by a celestial lord who cultivated to the level of an immortal golden immortal in the past, but unfortunately it was corrupted and assimilated by a strange power.

Every word contained endless mystery and demonic power, no wonder the True Lord of Ten Thousand Laws dared not decipher it, and instead used Ying Zheng, this rash visitor, as a test subject.

It should be noted that the moment Ying Zheng first met the True Lord of Ten Thousand Laws, he knew that he was already standing on the threshold of transcending the mortal realm and becoming an immortal.

However, due to the lack of proper guidance, they were never able to succeed.

He had long placed his hopes on this Taiyin Jade Book. In the past, Wanfa Zhenjun had also tried it, but only superficially, which led to a great increase in his own demonic nature.

Therefore, it was shelved and replaced with the Myriad Laws Pavilion, which absorbs the essence, energy, and spirit of cultivators to aid in recovery.

The path of the book demons is based on words and knowledge; for them, the mysteries of the words written by cultivators are the best tonic.

The writings of a True Lord, especially the interpretations of the Taiyin Jade Book, are considered treasures by the True Lord of Ten Thousand Laws.

At this moment, he gazed greedily at Ying Zheng, holding the Taiyin Jade Book and falling into a state of demonic depravity.

His hand, however, moved involuntarily across the white paper that shimmered with spiritual light and strange power, writing hundreds of characters, each one exquisite and seemingly pointing directly to the Great Dao.

At the same time, the True Lord of Ten Thousand Laws silently manipulated the Ten Thousand Laws Pavilion, the entire pavilion being his natal magic treasure. The endless books transformed into chains, heading towards Ying Zheng to seal him off.

"You shouldn't have made that move." At that moment, a soft voice came from Ying Zheng's mouth.

The Myriad Laws True Lord stared at Ying Zheng in astonishment, the scene before him completely different from before.

Holding the Taiyin Jade Book, Ying Zheng transformed in a trance into the Taiyin Star Lord who suppressed the world, his vast, majestic, and radiant power suppressing the strange and eerie.

The scroll was completely blank, devoid of any writing. Had he just fallen into an illusion? Incredulity shone in the eyes of the Myriad Laws True Monarch. For a True Monarch to fall into an illusion without even noticing, it must have been the work of a treacherous immortal.

At this moment, the face of the Myriad Laws True Lord had become distorted and terrifying. The gentle and refined mask had completely peeled away, and his body gradually transformed into a jade book.

The cover is inscribed with the words "Myriad Laws". As you turn the pages, each page contains earth-shattering magical techniques and supernatural powers, and it also contains the supreme path to the primordial spirit realm.

"Book Prison!"

In an instant, the countless spells and supernatural powers recorded in the book transformed into chains, forming a prison based on the power of its original body, the Jade Scroll of Myriad Laws, and closely connecting it to its natal magic treasure, the Myriad Laws Pavilion.

At the same moment, a hidden force transformed into an illusory book, tearing through the void and fleeing into the distance.

He had just abandoned his true form and used his strongest binding technique to hold Ying Zheng back for a moment, hoping to buy himself a chance to escape.

However, all his schemes were seen through by Ying Zheng. Ying Zheng, seeing the natal book spirit fleeing in the void, coldly shouted, "A mere trick, yet you dare to show off! Taiyin Soul-Suppressing Immortal Light!"

The boundless power of the moon circulated, carrying a vast and cold aura, yet it was shrouded in crimson moonlight. An eeriness and ominousness spread like a shadow, as if light and darkness were one.

The immense moonlight, powerful enough to freeze millions of miles of mountains and rivers, instantly froze the void, sealing away all the magical spells and supernatural powers that had been transformed into book prisons.

Ying Zheng reached out, his giant palm piercing through the void, and shouted in a deep voice, "Return!"

The natal book soul of the Myriad Laws True Lord, who had fled, saw the giant hand that blotted out the sky extending from the void, and the irresistible force made him despair.

Driven to desperation, Wanfa Zhenjun's eyes flashed with madness: "Don't force me! If you continue to pressure me, I'd rather we both perish than let you have your way!"

Faced with the threat from the True Lord of Ten Thousand Laws, Ying Zheng was completely disdainful: "I'd like to see how you'll take everyone down with you! Seal! Suppress! Imprison!"

The three-word mantra bursts forth like divine magic, each word containing supreme power: sealing off the endless void, suppressing all things in heaven and earth, and banning all kinds of Taoist arts.

In an instant, the natal book spirit of the Myriad Laws True Lord was completely imprisoned and fell into Ying Zheng's hands.

Then Ying Zheng flicked his hand, and the natal book spirit of the Myriad Laws True Lord merged back with the jade book itself.

Amidst the interplay of flowing spiritual light and eerie aura, the spells formed from the ice-sealing chains returned to the pages of the book.

Ying Xin casually flipped through the Book of Myriad Laws, absorbing all the myriad techniques recorded within and integrating them into his own deduced system of mysterious immortals.

He looked at the malevolent spirit following closely behind, and heard the mournful wail of the True Lord of Ten Thousand Laws. The malevolent spirit had not expected that the master it followed was actually a monstrous immortal who transcended all living beings.

It should be noted that the reason why the nine righteous sects, the six demonic sects, and the three unorthodox sects of the Great Xia Dynasty are called top-tier forces is precisely because they have the mysterious immortals in charge, suppressing their true strength.

The master before us does not seem to be a powerful figure of this era. Could he be a true immortal who has been sleeping since ancient times?
Ying Zheng casually tossed the Book of Myriad Laws in front of the evil spirit, and a stream of light simultaneously entered its mind: "Devouring Heaven Demon Art!"

This was a demonic technique that Ying Xin casually deduced, yet it contained the profound meaning of devouring, making it unprecedented in history.

"Devour it. If you are the one who survives in the end, you will be qualified to serve me," Ying Zheng declared indifferently.

The evil spirit gritted its teeth, holding the sealed Book of Myriad Laws without complaint.

He knew full well that the path before him was a path to heaven.

If one can devour the Myriad Laws True Lord, one can replace him and achieve the True Lord realm.

The path from mortal to immortal is only one step away. If such an opportunity were to spread throughout the world, it would surely ignite a fierce struggle among the nine righteous sects, the six demonic sects, the three unorthodox sects, and countless rogue cultivators.

Therefore, the ghost solemnly swore: "Master, I will be the one who survives!"

After speaking, he activated the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, and the vast devouring intent transformed into a black hole that devoured heaven and earth, with the Book of Myriad Laws drifting into the center of the black hole.

In an instant, the will of the ferocious spirit clashed fiercely with the True Monarch of Myriad Laws. Sensing the devouring power, the True Monarch of Myriad Laws sneered:

"The demonic art is wondrous, but your cultivation level is too low. Offer me everything you have, and perhaps this demonic art will give you a sliver of hope!"

The will of the Myriad Laws True Lord surged forth, lunging at the malevolent spirit. The malevolent spirit, its eyes bloodshot, cried out: "I am destined to survive!"

The two are locked in a stalemate within the black hole, vying to devour each other.

Ying Zheng paid no attention to this, and in the course of his mind, he not only absorbed the thousands of techniques collected by the True Lord of Ten Thousand Laws.

It also reflects the cultivation methods of all living beings in the entire mortal world into one's heart.

Combining his understanding of the laws of heaven and earth with the strange power to assimilate all things, he began to integrate and shape the cultivation method that best suited him.

This method takes the Taiyin Jade Book as its core, and continuously supplements, deletes, and modifies it.

Time flies, and nine days and nine nights pass in the blink of an eye. A glint of light flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes: "Finally, it is complete; let it be called the Taiyin Xuanhun Record!"

He then looked at the black hole beside him. At this moment, the Wanfa Zhenjun's unwilling wail resounded throughout the heavens and earth: "I am not reconciled! To die at the hands of ants!"

The malevolent spirit, its face contorted in a ferocious grimace, roared: "Be a stepping stone for me, obediently!"

Ultimately, the evil spirit completely devoured the True Lord of Ten Thousand Laws, and its power surged.

Reaching the ninth level of the extraordinary primordial spirit realm, the Devouring Primordial Spirit, imbued with the true meaning of devouring, condensed into form, displaying endless devouring Dao charm.

The ferocious soul, having achieved the cultivation of the primordial spirit, restrained its malevolent aura and knelt respectfully at Ying Zheng's feet like a loyal dog: "Soul Devourer greets Master!"

Ying Zheng nodded calmly: "It's acceptable. Stay here and guard my physical body. I intend to devour it."

After speaking, the physical body stood still in place, with a faint flow of Yin energy, drawing down pillars of moonlight from the Yin Star in the heavens.

The surface of the Moon today radiates a clear, pure light, exuding an air of nobility and purity.

But on its back, a crimson blood moon appeared, filled with demonic energy, and countless tentacles extended and danced.

This is the true face of the Taiyin Star in this world.

This is the remains of the Taiyin Immortal Lord who left behind the Taiyin Jade Book. Unfortunately, he was killed by a strange force, and ultimately, a divine thought filled with eerie and ominous meaning was born from his corpse.

However, the lingering obsession of the Moon Goddess still exerts its influence, so the blood moon only appears on the night of the full moon each month.

The Moon Demon, feared throughout the Great Xia Dynasty, was a being capable of devouring even the most powerful immortals. And now, Ying Zheng's goal was precisely to devour it.

Ying Zheng's will invaded the core of the Moon Demon. Sensing that its territory had been invaded, the Moon Demon immediately awoke from its slumber and roared.

A strange wail echoed throughout the universe, and the endless blood moonlight, carrying demonic and eerie power, shone upon the world!

The creatures suddenly illuminated by the blood moon's light were all stirred by the demonic, eerie, and ominous nature within them, and their wails spread throughout the Great Xia and even more distant lands.

The Great Xia Dynasty occupies only half of this realm, surrounded by nameless mist.

Beyond the fog stretched a vast expanse of land, with countless duchies, kingdoms, and empires dotting the western world. (End of Chapter)