Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

"The ways of Heaven are vast and unfathomable."

"The Great Dao is vast and boundless~"

What is ultimate truth?

"See your true nature and your principles."

The melodious Taoist chants rang out, and a Taoist priest wearing an iron headband sat cross-legged on a lotus platform, holding a whisk in one hand and making a Taoist hand seal with the other, spreading the Tao far and wide.

On either side of the lotus platform, a myriad of rays of light and auspicious clouds appeared. When the Taoist spoke, heavenly flowers shone brightly and golden lotuses surged forth, making him appear even more extraordinary. In particular, when the huge three-acre auspicious cloud above the Taoist's head rose and fell, it revealed a thousand kinds of rare treasures, and the three-foot Taoist wheel behind his head displayed a myriad of light phenomena.

Beneath the lotus platform, beasts, birds, plant spirits, and human cultivators all sat cross-legged on the ground, swaying their heads as they listened, seemingly having received the supreme righteous teachings.

"The Way of the Way is the transformation of Yin and Yang, the alternation of right and wrong, which is called the Two Forms, and the Heaven and Earth."

"By observing oneself, one can understand one's true self; by comprehending Yin and Yang, one can comprehend all transformations. This is called 'governing the entire universe and embracing chaos.'"

As the Taoist spoke, he opened his arms as if embracing the celestial sea, and boundless spiritual energy gathered, transforming into the starry sea in the Taoist's arms, condensing into a magnificent world.

The next moment, the Taoist opened his mouth and inhaled, and that world transformed into pure spiritual energy, which was absorbed into his belly. The Taoist's aura and cultivation level increased dramatically once again. The beasts, birds, and plant spirits were mesmerized, each showing a look of infatuation and becoming more and more awe-inspiring towards the Taoist. The human cultivators were all scratching their heads, trying to learn this profound technique.

The Taoist sensed the rapidly increasing cultivation within his body and smiled contentedly: "I will absorb the spiritual energy of an entire world, perfect my own Dao fruit, protect the living beings of this world, and become an unparalleled immortal."

"This is the supreme and correct law of Yin and Yang in Heaven and Earth."

"Do you all wish to learn?"

The countless beings listening to the teachings became even more fervent upon hearing them. Some enormous beasts, as large as mountains, knelt down, some birds with wingspans that blotted out the sky lowered their heads, and the spirits of plants and trees all knelt in worship. Human cultivators all kowtowed, pleading, "We beg the immortals to bestow upon us the true teachings."

The Taoist priest watched with satisfaction as all living beings sought the truth from the Dao. Suddenly, as if sensing something discordant, he turned his head in displeasure and saw a person kneeling on the ground with their head bowed and motionless, showing no emotional fluctuation whatsoever from this grand and boundless opportunity to spread the Dao.

This angered the Taoist priest: "You brat, I am here spreading the profound teachings to save all living beings, why are you unmoved?"

In an instant, birds, beasts, and even plant spirits all turned to look at the man kneeling to one side with his head bowed, as if they were looking at some heinous criminal. Many human cultivators pointed at him and cursed him, blaming him for causing the human cultivators to miss their chance at immortality.

The man kneeling on the ground remained motionless, like a wooden sculpture, like a dead man.

The Taoist was enraged. He carried the man through the birds, beasts, and spirits of plants on his lotus platform, finally arriving before him. The Taoist sat high on the lotus platform, his expression indifferent, and his voice booming: "Raise your head and look at me. I am willing to give you a chance and bestow upon you immortality."

Upon hearing this, the man's ears twitched. He barely managed to raise his head and look at the Taoist priest high above the lotus platform. Suddenly, the man laughed: "If one could obtain immortal opportunities and techniques simply by asking, then what would be the point of cultivation?"

"If exhausting the spiritual energy of an entire realm to achieve one's own merit is the true path, then what use are cause and effect, destiny, fortune, and virtue?"

As he spoke, the man stared intently at the Taoist above his head and grinned, "You're dreaming of becoming an immortal in a middle-thousand world, corrupting the entire realm and suppressing its vitality. Do you really think the Eastern Heaven and the Heavenly Court don't notice?"

"The Heavenly Ruler of Justice has noticed you long ago; you're not far from death!"

Upon hearing this, the Taoist priest flew into a rage: "How dare you threaten me!"

"Do you know who I am?!"

"I am the most promising person in the history of the Eastern Yang Realm to achieve Pure Yang, and I am the future Dao Ancestor who will elevate the Eastern Yang Realm to become the Great Thousand Realm!"

"What Heavenly Court Judicial Emperor? So what if he comes?!"

As the Taoist priest became enraged, he no longer possessed the dignified and otherworldly demeanor he had just displayed.

Upon closer inspection, the three acres of auspicious clouds above his head were clearly rotting flesh and blood twisting and writhing; the three feet of Taoist wheel behind his head also lacked clear light, only showing a hazy scarlet color; the whisk in his hand was clearly supported by his spine, nailing to withered hair still covered with scalp.

The lotus platform beneath was clearly constructed from severed limbs and remains; the lotus petals were merely empty shells on a skeleton, and the star-shaped gems embedded in the platform were nothing more than grotesque heads.
Behind the Taoist priest were birds, beasts, and plant spirits, all twisted and ferocious monsters. The beasts had lost their fur, and bone spurs emerged from their exposed flesh. The oxen and elephants were bloated and fat like mountains, the rats and dogs were skeletal like withered branches, and there were snakes that were nothing but bones, and lions and tigers with human faces growing out of their mouths.
The birds were all ferocious, their downy feathers sticky and wet with some putrid filth, their heads missing, and their necks bared with jagged fangs like eagles; larks with three heads but no eyes, their bellies mangled and their beaks gaping wide; and then there was the rooster with its mottled plumage and wingspan that were entirely covered in eyes.
Bizarre, twisted, eccentric, and insane.
The Taoist priest is a heretic, and the birds and beasts are twisted monsters. There is no rosy glow or auspicious haze here, nor are there any heavenly flowers or golden lotuses. Everywhere there are piles of withered bones and rivers of blood and flesh. The so-called rosy glow and auspicious haze are nothing but skins waving in the wind, and the so-called heavenly flowers and golden lotuses are nothing but flies and insects crawling and gathering.

The Great Dao is corrupted, and the laws are distorted; this is the true state of things here.

The Taoist was enraged, and the corrupt world around him was filled with rolling dark clouds and churning blood. But then, the Taoist suddenly laughed, and his head stretched out more than ten feet, his flesh disintegrating and his spine cracking. But the Taoist paid no heed to this. His head, which was adorned with an iron band, came close to the man and pressed tightly against him: "I know who you are."

“You are Huang Wensheng, a disciple of the Heavenly Palace Assistant Lord, and a member of the Penglai Immortal Sect.”

As he spoke, the Taoist laughed even harder: "Lord Sun Palace Assistant, I thought you were the Great Sun True Lord, hahahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

As he laughed, the Taoist's smile vanished, his eyes filled with arrogance: "A mere disciple of the Advisor-King dares to pry into my path to enlightenment?"

"Who did you just mention? Has the Heavenly Court's Judicial Lord noticed me?" "Oh, I know who he is too. He's from Penglai Lingyuan, isn't he?"

"Hahahahaha!"

"Your origins, your identity, your purpose!"

"I know everything about you, I know everything!"

Huang Wensheng felt no anger upon hearing this, only endless sorrow. He stared at the Taoist's head and the iron band, his lips moving, but he said nothing more.

Together with Dongzhuo Zhenjun and Dongzhen Zhenjun, he ventured deep into the realm between reality and illusion to explore the root of corruption in the Dongyang Realm, but unexpectedly encountered this Taoist priest before him.

In this corrupted and distorted realm of Dongyang, they were no match for the Taoist.

The bones and skin of Dongzhuo Zhenjun and Dongzhen Zhenjun were torn apart and made into part of the lotus platform under the Taoist's seat. The two angry-eyed heads embedded in front of the lotus platform are those of Dongzhuo Zhenjun and Dongzhen Zhenjun.

However, the flesh and blood of the two True Lords became nourishment for the Taoist. The eyes of the two True Lords were removed by the Taoist to decorate the lotus platform, and the brains of the two True Lords were also eaten by the Taoist!
Recalling that scene, Huang Wensheng couldn't help but feel nauseous. He watched helplessly as the Taoist priest pried open his skull, revealing the rings of molars inside his head. The two True Lords were not yet dead, but the priest had forcibly opened their skulls, dug out their brains, and stuffed them into his own head.

Huang Wensheng himself had his limbs broken and his magic power sealed. He was kneeling there, unable to get up. The flesh of his legs was stuck to the twisted flesh on the ground. Furthermore, a flesh bud had been planted in his body by the Taoist, causing his magic power to be depleted and his blood and qi to decline.

Even so, Huang Wensheng showed no sign of yielding: "You knew all along?"

"You are only rampaging and wreaking havoc in the Thousand Realms of Dongyang Realm. You have no idea how big the myriad realms are or how big the Three Realms are."

"You're just a frog in a well, gloating over your newfound evil magic, unaware that your death is imminent!"

However, no matter how much Huang Wensheng mocked him, the Taoist remained unperturbed: "I know what you want to do. You want to die, and then use your death as a beacon to attract reinforcements from your Penglai."

"I will not let you die. It's not that I'm afraid of any Penglai reinforcements, but that I want you to see for yourself how this world will be refined by me and how I will achieve my goals."

"As for you, just regret it. You have no idea how much immortal energy you've missed!"

As he spoke, the Taoist seemed to remember something: "There's a female cultivator from Penglai outside, isn't there?"

"Well, then kill her first, and let you see that Penglai means nothing to me."

In the next instant, the Taoist waved the whisk in his hand, and the already fragile door between the Dongyang Realm and the real world was opened.

As the Taoist priest gave the order, a huge number of human cultivators moved their severed limbs and mutilated bodies, which were fused with blood and filth, and wielded various dark and blood-red magical artifacts, surging outwards into the space between reality and illusion.

At the same time, strange birds flapped their wings, which were covered in putrid fluid, and took off, leaving behind large patches of foul-smelling blood. Huge, obese beasts crawled on the ground with bone spikes as claws.
Endless monsters surged toward the mortal world like a tidal wave, and Huang Wensheng could only watch helplessly.

Looking at Huang Wensheng's helpless struggle, the Taoist smiled and said, "Actually, I have high hopes for you. It's just a pity that you are too stubborn and obstinate. How can someone like you possibly achieve the Great Dao?"

"Ugh"

In the present world, the Dongyang Sect's mountain gate.

This is the only remaining pure land frontline in the Eastern Yang Realm, and also the key point of Ling Qiu's various defensive measures.

As more and more twisted monsters appear in the world, the laws are being distorted and the spiritual energy is becoming increasingly polluted. It is becoming more and more difficult for cultivators to mobilize spiritual energy. In many cases, the power of their spells is less than 70%, and there is a risk of their magical artifacts being corrupted when used. As a result, cultivators are hesitant to fight back and cannot exert their full strength.

Lingqiu had no choice but to stay on the front lines, using his cultivation of the Void Refinement Dao to fill the gaps in various battlefronts.

Since the large number of distorted monsters that emerged from the space between reality and illusion two days ago, urgent reports have been coming from all fronts of the Pure Land, with messages for help coming from all directions. This has really taken a toll on Lingqiu's mental energy as she tries to provide support. However, Lingqiu is ultimately alone, while the monsters on the corrupted land are endless.

Once any monster is stained with its blood, it will show signs of corruption, not to mention those enormous flesh and blood monsters as large as mountains and strange birds covered in slime; just a glance at them could lead to contamination.

"call"

"call"

Lingqiu was panting heavily. She hadn't slept for three days. Logically speaking, a True Monarch of Refining Void could go without sleep for three months, three months, or even three years, let alone three days. In a fierce battle, he could last for hundreds or even thousands of years.

But this is the Eastern Yang Realm, where the Great Dao is corrupted, the laws are distorted, the world is polluted, there is no spiritual energy, no sun, moon and starlight, and no luck to bless it. All that exists are endless monsters, and Ling Qiu can only rely on herself.

Holding the magic sword in her right hand, Lingqiu's left hand gripped the communication jade pendant tightly:

"Senior Brother Lingyuan, when are you coming?" (End of Chapter)