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Chapter 587 The Descends of Black Mud
Endless black mud swallowed the entire world. Jiang Wen only heard the screams of the worshippers outside the formation, and then there was no more sound.

From that black mud, the filthy spiritual energy was like a long-accumulated latrine; even without contact, one could sense its stench. It was something far more filthy than the spiritual energy of the other world in Black Mountain, and there was no doubt that even a tiny amount of such spiritual energy would be enough to destroy the sanity of a Dao Palace cultivator.

Looking at the unconscious people behind him, Jiang Wen was glad he had acted prudently. If he had only used the Four Symbols Sword Formation for protection, it would have been easily broken the moment the black mud fell.

He awkwardly circulated his magic power to expel the impure spiritual energy. He walked up to Li Yunshang and pointed to her forehead, channeling a wisp of magic power into her.

He practiced the Golden Elixir Dao, whose power was pure, upright, and radiant. It was completely different from the Great Qian Immortal Sect, and could not be compared with the magical power produced by the burning of life fire.

After all, the orthodox Taoist text, the *Huangting Jing*, has always been a path of pure and ethereal cultivation. It aims to elevate one to the supreme Golden Elixir Way, allowing one to roam freely throughout the ten directions and ultimately become a sage of the Great Dao.

Even amidst this extremely polluted spiritual energy, Jiang Wen remained at ease.

Nothing can impervious to such force.

However, the other three had to do the same, as Li Yunshang's spiritual energy was severely polluted. If Jiang Wen hadn't helped her cleanse herself and expel the filth, she would have transformed into a monstrous demon in no time.

After clearing the impurities from Li Yunshang's body, Jiang Wen affixed a righteous talisman to her. This talisman, named the Purification Mantra, is one of the eight great divine mantras in Taoism. If the spell is cast correctly, it can restore the four cardinal spirits within the body to their proper positions, eliminate physical karma, protect the body, safeguard the Taoist body, and purify the body.

These eight divine incantations can also be used to cast spells, and Jiang Wen felt that these spells were not much inferior to the Heavenly Gang spells.

It's usually useless, but now it's become convenient.

After Li Yunshang recovered, he then performed the same procedure on Lü Shiming and A Meng. He then placed the three of them in a well-protected area within the formation before looking out at the dark scenery.

The black mud covered the great formation, making it impossible to see what was happening outside.

Jiang Wen tried to probe with his divine sense, but found that his divine sense was blocked by this thick layer of black mud.

"It seems this black mud has an unusual origin." Jiang Wen made up his mind and summoned the Heavenly Strike Sword.

It channeled its magical power and thrust it towards the mud outside the great formation.

The Heavenly Sword was incredibly sharp, slicing open a gash in the thick black mud on its head like a pair of scissors.

It was as if the dark clouds had parted, revealing a ray of light. The ray of light was blood red, eerie and mysterious, and it entered the great formation through the opening.

The great formation turned silently, and the Five Elements Spirit Pearls absorbed and released metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Like ripples on water, the invisible force obliterated the wisp of crimson light. Wisps of black mist rose from the great formation, disappearing into the air without a trace.

Clearly, this blood-red light was extraordinary.

Jiang Wen looked at the black mud, which was ten miles thick. It was as if asphalt had been pressed onto the road, covering everything in it.

"What exactly is this black mud?" Squinting to examine it closely, one could vaguely see something wriggling within it. It looked like thousands of maggots, constantly rolling and thrashing about in the mud. It was a sight that sent chills down one's spine and instilled fear in one's heart.

Those maggot-like creatures tried to rush into the great formation, stirring up bursts of light from the Four Symbols Sword Formation, which then burned amidst the endless sword shadows.

With the Five Elements Spirit Pearls arranged in an array, the Four Symbols Sword Formation can be kept alive indefinitely.

Unless broken by great magical power, even if these formless and shapeless maggots were allowed to collide with it for thousands of years, it would be difficult to shake the great formation in the slightest.

However, Jiang Wen would not sit idly by and wait for his death. Now that he had clearly seen the limits of the black mud, he naturally wanted to break free.

He chanted the incantation "Samadhi True Fire," and the Heavenly Strike Sword, tempered and forged, flew forth. Carrying the Samadhi True Fire, it transformed into a shooting arrow, slashing towards the black mud above. The True Fire, like oil meeting raging fire, instantly ignited into a raging inferno. The black mud sizzled and hissed, causing the surrounding black mud to retreat rapidly.

"Indeed, these black muds have sentience." Jiang Wen stared at the black muds being scorched by the Samadhi True Fire. Their reaction to the fire was just like that of an ordinary person touching a candle, quickly shrinking their countless maggot-like creatures.

After the Samadhi True Fire burned away the surrounding black mud, the outside world was revealed to Jiang Wen.

"This is……"

He opened his eyes wide and looked at everything unfamiliar in front of him.

The blood moon, resembling a festering eyeball, hung high in the sky, its surface covered with pulsating dark purple blood vessels. A tar-like viscous fluid seeped from its halo, leaving behind a trail of fleshy, necrotic afterimages in the clouds.

The sky was like an overturned black jade coffin, with turbid mud rain falling from the cracks. Each drop that fell to the ground bloomed into a slug-like living black spot, greedily devouring whatever it touched.

Jiang Wen unleashed a burst of Samadhi True Fire, which resembled a long dragon soaring through the sky, burning away the surrounding black spots. He then manipulated the grand formation, which slowly rose into the heavens.

Looking down at the earth, everything is breathtaking.

On the earth, the black mud has solidified into a continuous, writhing mountain range.

As the mud surged, ancient ruins that had been swallowed up were exposed. Bronze tripods floated in the mud like the heads of drowning people, and broken eaves and brackets pierced the ground like the ribs of a giant beast.

The once-thriving jungles, mountains, and rivers have been reshaped by black mud. The rivers have transformed into countless mating asphalt pythons, and barbed crystal clusters have grown on the mountain ridges. The venom dripping from the tips of these clusters has eroded the air into honeycomb-like holes.

In the dead forest, branches twisted into spasmodic fingers, and what grew on the branches were not fruits, but half-melted bronze Buddhist bells.

The bell tongue, nourished by the black mud, grew into a heart-shaped tumor, swelling and contracting with the halo of the blood moon, emitting a trembling sound that resembled a mixture of chanting and the wailing of vengeful ghosts.

The grass blades that peek out from the cracks in the ground are shaped like centipede tentacles, and the veins of the blades flow with a fluorescent green corrosive sap, which burns the mosquitoes that happen to fly by into blue smoke.

The most eerie sight is the blood moon high in the dark sky.

The shadows of all things will form a thicket of thorns, and the dark mud reflects the smoldering fire of evil.

Occasionally, there are puddles of clear water that have not been swallowed up, and the reflection on the surface is what the starry sky looked like before it was polluted by the black mud. But whenever ripples appear, the clear water quickly decomposes into boiling asphalt, and countless struggling human-shaped bubbles float on the surface.

Spore-like ash particles float in the air; upon closer inspection, each particle reveals unfathomable seal script.

Jiang Wenli stood in this desolate world. When a gust of wind passed by, the remains on the ground, which had already been swallowed by black mud, turned to ashes.

The once vibrant world is gone, as if everything has been stained with the most malevolent black ink.

As for those members of the worship society, they had long since become puppets molded from the black mud.

In the blink of an eye, the entire Black Mountain region has undergone earth-shattering changes.

"I wonder if the Venerable Chenji of the God Worship Society is dead yet." Jiang Wen thought of the woman named Chenji, and he always felt that she couldn't have died so easily.

The thirteen Venerables of the Worshiping Gods Society were no ordinary cultivators; even Chi Yao wouldn't have died so easily. If it weren't for Master Changchun delivering the final blow, perhaps Chi Yao would have had a chance to escape?

This rooster is a hundred times better than Chi Yao, having been bestowed the Emperor's Seal and the Purple Cauldron by the Emperor Zunlong; its status is far beyond Chi Yao's. Even if this Black Mud is powerful, it's unlikely to take its life.

Just as Jiang Wen was thinking about how to escape this place, he saw a milky white light flashing in the black mud.

The next moment, the ragged woman emerged from the black mud, holding the Emperor's Seal in her hand.

(End of this chapter)