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Chapter 1015 Tongyu Daoist Awakens
Wang Ping had been paying close attention to the consciousness of the Earthly True Monarch, but even though the seal was mostly lifted, his consciousness remained dormant. After observing for several days, he drew a preliminary conclusion through his gaze through the cosmic net.

Diwen Zhenjun's consciousness has been connected to the core energy of Zhongzhou Star for a long time, and is also infused with the energy of the starry sky, which keeps him in an instinctive state of chaos. Moreover, this state has lasted for too long, causing an instinct to arise in his consciousness. This instinct makes Diwen feel that sleeping is normal, and waking up is wrong.

The other True Lords were also observing the state of Earth Script True Lord. They should have noticed the problem, or perhaps they had already guessed it, otherwise they wouldn't have preserved part of Earth Script True Lord's main consciousness in advance.

Just then, Wang Ping sensed a violent energy fluctuation in the transfer network he had set up at Qianmu Temple. However, a smile appeared on his face, and he turned his gaze to Bai Yan.

Bai Yan then looked at him, and when they looked at each other, Xuan Qing said, "Such a strong Taiyin aura, and it's in Fellow Daoist Changqing's Daoist temple on Zhongzhou Star."

It was Tongyu Daoren, who awoke due to the arrival of the True Lords.

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Qianmu Guandong Shuishan.

Deep underground, the once dark cave was now filled with a rich purple light. Tongyu Daoist's body was suspended in mid-air, surrounded by a dense aura of the underworld. This aura surged and churned, sometimes condensing into a hideous ghost face, and sometimes transforming into a wispy veil.

Suddenly, a blinding purple lightning bolt burst forth from the top of his head, but when the lightning struck the surrounding rock walls, it did not cause any damage to the walls, because there was a defensive array set up by Wang Ping.

Then a bolt of purple lightning appeared in the azure sky, but it only flashed by.

Tongyu Daoist finally opened his eyes, which seemed to contain a deep abyss. With each breath, he would spew out purple lightning and fire from his mouth and nose. When this lightning and fire landed on the ground, it immediately corroded the rocks and created deep pits.

As he fully awoke, the temperature inside the cave plummeted, and thick, purplish-black ice crystals quickly condensed on the ground and walls. These ice crystals occasionally flashed with electricity and emitted subtle crackling sounds.

After a few breaths, Daoist Tongyu tried to move his body. When he stood up completely, the entire Dongshui Mountain trembled.

For a moment, there was confusion in his eyes. He looked down at his hands with wariness, his skin was sickly pale, and purple lightning could be vaguely seen flowing under his skin.

Outside the cave, the disciples of Qianmu Temple had already been alarmed by the strange phenomenon, but they were not too nervous. After all, this was the Daoist temple of a True Lord, and no one in this starry sky dared to act recklessly here.

Tongyu Daoren's memories were revived at this moment. With a flicker, he transformed into a streak of purple lightning and rushed out of the defensive array set up by Wang Ping. Following the exit he had created in his memory, he sped away and in the blink of an eye, he emerged from the surface of a nearby river and rose into the air. Wherever he passed, he left behind a long-lasting purple trail, and the air was filled with a cold and decaying aura.

When he fully appeared above Dongshui Mountain, the entire sky darkened, and the purple Yin energy spread outwards like a tide. Wherever it passed, the grass and trees withered, and even the sunlight was distorted, casting eerie purple shadows on the ground.

"Haha, I never thought that I, Tongyu, would also have the time to advance to the fourth realm!"

Tong Yu's crisp voice rang out, and the sensation he felt on his body gave him a sense of intoxication, after all, he hadn't had a physical body for a long time.

He subconsciously reached out to calculate the time, then sighed, "I never imagined that more than a thousand years have passed."

His gaze fell upon the Thousand Trees Mountain Range below, and his primordial spirit descended to the mountaintop temple. There, he saw a familiar yet unfamiliar aura appear within his primordial spirit, followed by a streak of light that streaked across the sky and stopped a hundred feet away from him.

"Greetings, Senior Tongyu."

It's Shen Xiaozhu.

Tongyu Daoist was stunned for a moment, then said, "So you're Changqing's disciple. I didn't expect you to have already advanced to the third realm. Where is Changqing?"

He was eager to meet Wang Ping, but unfortunately, his primordial spirit had not detected Wang Ping's presence when it scanned Qianmu Temple.

Shen Xiaozhu cupped her hands and said, "Reporting to Senior, Master already ascended to the True Monarch rank a thousand years ago." This was a small reminder for her.

Upon hearing this, the dignified image that Tongyu Daoist had maintained vanished instantly, and the expression on his face became incredibly complex, showing disbelief, shock, and a little confusion and doubt.

Subsequently, his primordial spirit probed the statues of the True Lords in the nearby temples. It turned out that True Lord Huishan had indeed transformed into the solemn and dignified image of Changqing. He knew that neither the disciples of Changqing nor Qianmu Temple would joke about such a thing.

Then, a bitter smile appeared on his face. He guessed that his advancement to the fourth realm might be due to Changqing's help. He had originally planned to repay Changqing's favor, but now it seemed that he probably couldn't repay it in the short term.

Having experienced great ups and downs, Tongyu quickly sorted out his chaotic thoughts. Then he saw a phantom figure appear beside Shen Xiaozhu, who clasped his hands in a fist and said to Tongyu, "Congratulations on your advancement to the fourth realm."

It is the spirit of the 'Purgatory Banner', Netherwater.

Tongyu Daoist was overjoyed to see Mingshui and immediately returned the greeting, saying, "Haha, I never expected this day to come. When my master was calculating my destiny, he said that I would have a great opportunity in the future, which must be referring to this matter."

When he saw the Netherwater, the thought of asking for the 'Purgatory Banner' flashed through his mind, but he suppressed it, because Shen Xiaozhu in front of him was now a disciple of a True Monarch, although this was somewhat unbelievable to him.

After he finished speaking, he clasped his hands in a fist salute to Shen Xiaozhu and said, "I have just come out of seclusion and still have some karma to settle. Please allow me to leave for a while."

Shen Xiaozhu replied, "Master has already given instructions that whether you stay or leave after you wake up is entirely up to you."

This answer made Tongyu Daoren a little embarrassed. For someone who cared about his reputation, his actions just now were a typical example of taking benefits without wanting to do anything in return.

Daoist Tongyu cupped his hands in a gesture of gratitude, then forcefully changed the subject, asking, "Is the spiritual energy in Zhongzhou this abundant these days?"

Shen Xiaozhu replied, "That's not the case. The current situation is because all the True Monarchs are on Zhongzhou Star!"

Her answer made Tongyu Daoist raise an eyebrow. As an older generation cultivator who had experienced several major upheavals in Zhongzhou Star, he understood the authority of a True Monarch better than anyone else.

"I'd better go to the front hall first to offer incense to the True Lords."

Master Tongyu uttered these words with utmost sincerity.

Shen Xiaozhu immediately led the way for him.

Tongyu Daoist first concealed the Netherworld aura emanating from his spiritual veins, making himself appear more like an ordinary old man. When he descended to the front hall square, he transformed himself into a devout believer.

He was fortunate to have been cautious and to have a devout faith in the True Lords.

Because at this moment, Wang Ping, Lieyang, and other True Lords, who had nothing to do at the Earth's core, were all attracted by the commotion when he awoke, thus passing the time.

"Is he considered a disciple of your Thousand Wood Temple, or a disciple of the Taiyin Sect?"

Lieyang asked curiously. Wang Ping, who was maintaining the 'Heaven-Stealing Talisman,' looked at Lieyang carefully, then smiled and explained, "Speaking of this Daoist Tongyu, it all started when I first began cultivating..."

He recounted his connection with Tongyu Daoren to the True Lords as if telling a story.

Busy cleaning the Heavenly Craftsmanship sealed within Earthly True Monarch's body, his movements unconsciously slowed down, and he said with a hint of reminiscence, "Hearing about your experiences reminds me of some memories I was about to forget, and it also reminds me that I was once a mortal with many like-minded friends."

Lieyang chuckled and said, "But you've already abandoned them."

He appeared to be laughing, but he was actually being sarcastic.

Tiangong's expression and emotions remained unchanged. He met Lieyang's gaze and said, "Aren't you the same?"

“Great perfection seems flawed, yet its use is inexhaustible; great fullness seems empty, yet its use is boundless.” Xuanqing’s voice rang out, and he looked at Changqing and said, “Fellow Daoist Changqing, what you say is well said.”

Wang Ping explained, "These words were not written by me, but by a scholar from the mortal realm."

"Oh?"

Bai Yan looked at Wang Ping with a question in his eyes.

Wang Ping explained: "Although the lifespan of ordinary people is at most two cycles of sixty years, they are not stupid. From childhood to adolescence, from adolescence to middle age, and from middle age to old age, they experience tests of humanity, separation from life and death, and material desires. These will accompany them throughout their lives. Sometimes we may not even be able to understand the truths they comprehend."

The other True Lords fell into thought upon hearing this, and finally Tiangong spoke first, saying, "Fellow Daoist's words have benefited me greatly. Perhaps I should try to learn more about the principles of the mortal world."

Wang Ping simply smiled in response. He didn't believe that Tiangong could make up his mind; his current statement was merely a momentary spiritual response.

The others remained silent. They each had their own understanding of the mortal world, and Wang Ping's words only broadened their thinking; they could not change their preconceived notions.

For the rest of the time, the True Lords did not discuss any other topics.

After paying homage to the True Lords, Tongyu Daoren picked up the identity token prepared for him by Shen Xiaozhu and immediately flew to the Taiyin Sect's base in the southeast sea area, only to find it in ruins.

After watching Tongyu Daoist fly into outer space, Wang Ping stopped paying attention.

A year has passed in the blink of an eye.

The Heavenly Craftsman finally managed to completely clear the seal on the spiritual veins within the Earthly True Lord's body. No unusual phenomena occurred. Even if Wang Ping removed the definition of the 'Heaven-Stealing Talisman,' the Earthly True Lord remained in a deep slumber.

Lieyang stepped forward and carefully examined the consciousness state of Earth Script True Lord. He then used his primordial spirit to scan the residual energy underground that the demon race True Lord had cleared, confirming that the various suppression methods they had used on Earth Script True Lord had been completely lifted.

“His consciousness is still in a state of confusion. It seems that our backup plan was the right thing to do.” Lieyang looked at Wang Ping as he spoke. “Next, we will have to rely on Fellow Daoist Changqing.”

After he finished speaking, he looked at the other True Lords and said, "The atmosphere of Zhongzhou Star and the barriers between the various continents are no longer necessary. Let's clean them up first so that the five elements and yin-yang spiritual energy of the starry sky can come into contact with Zhongzhou Star more quickly."

Tiangong replied, "I'll take care of this."

Tiangong clasped his hands together, and the golden spiritual energy around him suddenly surged. Countless fine golden runes emerged from his body, passing through the underground rock layers like living things. In the blink of an eye, they merged with the atmosphere of Zhongzhou Star and the barrier array between the continents.

The next moment, invisible barriers appeared at the edges of the continents, but these barriers were covered with spider web-like cracks, and golden liquid seeped out of the cracks, flowing slowly like molten metal.

The most spectacular sight was the change in the atmosphere. The originally transparent sky was suddenly coated with a layer of gold, and then began to peel off piece by piece. Each piece of the peeling fragment turned into a golden speck of light as it fell, like a golden snowfall.

Countless people came out of their homes and saw a scene that looked like the sky had collapsed, causing considerable panic. Fortunately, the Dao Palace had issued a notice in advance, and Qi cultivators were stationed in various places to prevent chaos.

Wang Ping noticed that as the barrier was removed, Earth Script True Lord's breathing rhythm seemed to quicken slightly, and the earth elemental energy surging in from the starry sky was being absorbed by him at a faster rate. It seemed that the Heavenly Craftsman's actions not only cleared the barrier but also helped Earth Script True Lord awaken.

However, given the current chaotic state of Diwen Zhenjun's consciousness, it is impossible for him to awaken without human intervention.

"Fellow Daoist Changqing, it's up to you now."

Lieyang stretched out his hand, feeling the spiritual energy gathered here, and resisted the urge to absorb it, saying to Wang Ping.

Wang Ping nodded and said "okay," taking out the seven-colored crystal that Lieyang had given him before. Inside was a part of the main consciousness of the Earthly True Monarch. He now needed to use the ability of the "Heaven-Covering Talisman" to distort consciousness and infuse it into the consciousness of the Earthly True Monarch to sort out the Earthly True Monarch's chaotic memories.

Under the watchful eyes of the True Lords, Wang Ping held up the seven-colored crystal with both hands, and the wood spirit energy around him slowly circulated. The 'Heaven-Covering Talisman' appeared beside him. Then, Wang Ping made hand seals and cast a spell. The 'Heaven-Covering Talisman' used the network of rules that the 'Heaven-Piercing Talisman' had glimpsed to imprint the memories within the seven-colored crystal into the consciousness of the Earth Script True Lord.

At this moment, Wang Ping also glimpsed the contents of this part of the memory, which consisted of some memories of human instincts and some scenes of cultivation. He dared not delve deeper, because this part of the memory was too fragile to withstand his scrutiny.

The first attempt failed, which is not surprising to you True Lords.

Wang Ping didn't have much of an emotional fluctuation and continued to try a second time, then a third time... a tenth time, a twentieth time.

Hundreds of attempts had passed in the blink of an eye, but Wang Ping's emotions remained largely unchanged. He was like a sophisticated machine, maintaining the same intensity and frequency, constantly bombarding Wang Ping's chaotic memories with the main consciousness of the Earthly True Monarch.

After an unknown amount of time, Diwen Zhenjun's dormant consciousness finally regained a sliver of clarity. Lieyang immediately seized this opportunity and called out, "Fellow Daoist Diwen, wake up!"

Unfortunately, it had no effect; the last vestige of clarity in Diwen Zhenjun's mind was quickly swallowed up by the chaotic, dormant consciousness.

The other True Monarchs present were not surprised, because that sliver of clarity just now was nothing more than a drop in the ocean of consciousness of True Monarch Diwen.

"Fellow Daoist Changqing, I'll have to trouble you to continue."

Xuanqing said politely.

Wang Ping remained silent. He used the 'Heaven-Reaching Talisman' to peer into the sliver of clarity in the Earthly True Monarch's mind, attempting to implant the Earthly True Monarch's main consciousness into the seven-colored crystal.

The first attempt failed... and then countless more failed.

Time passed slowly, and before they knew it, a full sixty years had passed. In the vast sea of ​​consciousness of the Earthly True Lord, there was finally a little space for the main consciousness to survive.

(End of this chapter)