Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 397 Tragedy, Disaster

A faint and old voice came from the corner of the Creation Altar. There seemed to be nothing there, and golden light was rippling in an endless and regular pattern.

"Xu Xiaoyou, I want to discuss a deal with you. I wonder what conditions you need to let me go?"

Hearing this, Xu Yuanchang became alert. This old creature who had been dead for thousands of years had been cultivated on his altar of creation for more than two hundred years and actually came back to life. From the tone of his voice, he seemed quite impressive.

For a moment, he couldn't figure out what went wrong?
Xu Yuanchang stared at the invisible Phantom Jade Skull, alert and on guard, and called back the Yin-Yang Phantom Fire Spirit that was chasing and playing in the phantom mirror, and tried to test him with words: "I can send you to the netherworld."

A translucent figure twisted and climbed up from the God of Creation Platform, with its feet stuck to the golden platform. It struggled a few times, but when it saw that it couldn't get free, it simply sat back down and laughed:
"Back then, I was murdered by those shameless people of the Immortal and Shinto sects and fell into the dark world. I had no choice but to use the 'Unconscious Divine Power' to seal myself off. After a long period of exhaustion and suffering, God had mercy on me. When I almost exhausted the last bit of my soul, I was able to see the light of day again."

"It is also my destiny that I should not die. Young friend Xu actually cultivated the Creation Divine Art and condensed a fourth-level Creation Divine Platform. I was also grateful to young friend for placing my remaining soul on the Divine Platform to 'nurture' it, feeding it with a vast amount of resources so that I could share a share. You have upgraded the Creation Divine Platform to the fifth level, which has brought me 'infinite benefits', especially that one calamity lightning, which allowed me to bathe in the power of creation of heaven and earth and come back to life."

"Everything has its destiny. Back then, I was not bound by sectarianism and taught several young men who rose rapidly in the Dark World War, including Gu Yan and Li Xiaozi. Li Xiaozi's understanding of the subtle and magical Dao of the universe was slightly deviated, so I gave him some pointers."

"No matter how you look at it, we are destined to be together. Can you let me go out, Mr. Xu?"

Xu Yuanchang's scalp went numb after hearing this. The problem actually lay with the Creation Altar. It turned out that the altar was like a bottomless pit that swallowed up vast amounts of materials. It had been unable to break through and be upgraded to the sixth level. It was True Man Yu Gu who was causing trouble in secret.

He had withdrawn his spiritual consciousness at the first opportunity, and relying on the obscure connection between the summoning platform and the creation platform in the space, he listened to the movement inside and transmitted the voice in, saying: "Fellow Daoist Yu Gu, forgive me. I will let you out after I see Taoist Master Yanshan and ask for his instructions."

He felt a little scared in his heart. How could he dare to negotiate a deal with a being that had survived more than two hundred years of sacrifices on the Altar of Creation?
He would delay for a while and hurry up to find Taoist Master Yanshan. He has now been promoted to the seventh floor and is qualified to go out and inquire about Taoist Master Yanshan's news.

A translucent figure suddenly appeared in the secret room, with loose hair and wearing a strange divine robe. He grinned at the little guy who was facing a formidable enemy and said, "The five-layered Creation Divine Platform and the Magic Fairy Ring are not enough to trap me. I gave you a chance, but you are useless and actually wasted my kindness."

With a wave of his hand, colorful lights gathered.

Xu Yuanchang, who had just escaped from his residence using an invisible phantom, was caught back by an invisible force.

The Yin-Yang Phantom Fire Spirits huddled together and trembled. Instinctively, they did not dare to attack the translucent figure that was emitting a jade-like glow, nor could they do so.

Xu Yuanchang was sweating profusely on his back, and he smelled the dangerous scent of death.

The old monster must be more than level seven. He is too insidious. Testing him in this way is to put him to death and achieve the purpose of silencing him. He doesn't want the news of his coming out to be exposed too early, and he also wants to say that he is ungrateful and seeking his own death.

His mind raced, and he shouted, "Your grievances with the immortal and divine elders have nothing to do with me. You benefited from my creation platform and were able to come back to life. There is no need to repay kindness with hatred. I will not reveal any information about you."

The translucent figure circled around the immobile Xu Yuanchang, and pushed a ball of fire that was in the way to the corner, laughing: "Don't talk nonsense, I hate people who repay kindness with enmity the most, but I gave you a chance, but you refused it, which made me very embarrassed."

Xu Yuanzhang could only move his eyeballs, his whole body went cold, and he quickly replied, "I have reached a deal with you. I will let you out. You just need to give me a small reward. We don't owe each other anything, and we will go our separate ways from now on."

"That makes sense. It's neither good nor bad."

The old man sighed and slapped Xu Yuanchang on the shoulder, and the translucent figure disappeared without a trace.

A faint voice came: "I don't like people who talk too much, so keep your mouth shut."

Xu Yuanchang was slapped and sat on the ground. His whole body almost fell apart. His soul seemed to be cut in half by an invisible sharp blade, making him hold his head in agony.

Countless illusions flickered in the sea of ​​consciousness, magnificent and majestic, transforming into a magical secret technique, slashing down from the sky, splitting the void in half, with such mighty power that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, with winds and clouds surging.

"'Illusionary Floating Life Slash'... Master Yu Gu is moody and uses this method to give benefits."

When Xu Yuanchang realized the contents of those illusions, he immediately struggled to sit cross-legged on the ground. He endured the intense pain of his soul twitching, and took the phantom fire essence that was peeking out of his mind into his body to fight the unbearable pain.

He concentrated his mind on comprehending the unique skills that Yu Gu Zhenren had passed on to him through that slap.

It’s too bad, can’t it be taught properly?

He had to be made to suffer the attack of "Illusionary Life Slash" and experience the pain of having his soul cut through.

That old monster probably didn't want him to learn. He gave him the benefits but it was too painful for him to learn. He couldn't blame anyone.

The Illusionary Floating Life Slash is a killer move that uses the power of the rules of illusion to connect heaven and earth and use illusion to enter the sword.

Xu Yuanchang coveted its tremendous power, but his suffering would not be in vain.

Besides, this unique skill is very suitable for him to display, as he lacks a killer move to defeat the enemy.

Seeing the countless phantoms surging in the sea of ​​consciousness, he condensed into an invisible sword and slashed it down for the second time, but he still failed to grasp the essence. The pain disturbed his state of mind. He thought quickly and threw one of the Fire Gold, Dark Obsidian and Seventh-Level Wood Crystal given by Senior Brother Cao onto the Creation Altar.

A trace of cool energy slowly flowed through his body, instantly relieving his pain.

Three Tongxuan stones appeared in his hands, which he crushed and quickly injected into his body.

Before the phantom in his sea of ​​consciousness took shape for the third time, he finally entered a state of sensing the heavens and understanding the earth, quietly comprehending the illusion of floating life slash that he was practicing.

Nothing happens more than three times. The unique skill was demonstrated from beginning to end in less than ten breaths, and the illusion left by Jade Bone Immortal collapsed and disappeared.

Xu Yuanchang fell into a deep state of meditation, with a faint light flickering on his body. He was surrounded by green and red mist, with a ray of purple light appearing and disappearing in between. The illusions in the secret room were hazy and changing endlessly.

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True Man Yu Gu escaped from Wuliu Mountain gracefully without disturbing the mountain gate formation or anyone.

With the help of the God of Creation, he devoured all kinds of energy. Over time, he obtained the magical power of creation. After recovering his eighth-level cultivation, he used the only remaining phantom jade skull to condense an illusory body.

Xu Xiaozi can no longer provide him with enough energy.

He also didn't want to waste any more time, so he wanted to leave before the Creation Altar was upgraded to the sixth level. During Xu Yuanchang's retreat to break through, he flipped through various books and geomancy maps collected in the space, and gained some basic understanding of the upper realm.

After flying five thousand miles to the north, Yu Gu Zhenren escaped into a sect called "Dicuitai" without anyone noticing.

After walking around the sect and getting a general idea of ​​what was going on, True Man Yu Gu landed on the top of the main peak and walked in through the open door of the main hall without disturbing the ubiquitous restrictions.

When the middle-aged Confucian scholar who was sitting cross-legged and reading in the hall was startled, a group of seemingly chaotic illusions had filled the entire hall, freezing the scholar for a moment.

An invisible sharp blade appeared and attacked the scholar from behind, chopping his soul and Nascent Soul into pieces.

Clean, ruthless, and without any hesitation. The seventh-rank scholar opened his eyes wide and slowly fell to the ground, dying in a daze.

"I am very unhappy with this whole world. Everyone deserves to die. I will first deal with a few small seventh-level fish. After I strengthen my body, I will take the turn of the larger fish to restore my cultivation."

True Man Yu Gu sneered a few times, took away all the belongings from the scholar, and put the corpse into a storage bracelet.

He disguised himself as a scholar, called over the monks on duty outside the hall, and ordered them that he would be in seclusion for a hundred years and no one was allowed to go up the mountain to disturb him. He drove away all the monks on the top of the mountain, studied for a while, found the formation device to activate the hall's defense, took away all the materials and treasures of level seven and above in the sect's secret vault, and quietly escaped.

In three years, True Man Yu Gu wandered around the three continents of Liuyun Domain, committed more than ten crimes, and plundered more than a dozen sects that were guarded by only one seventh-floor cultivator. There were both human and demon tribes, and the harvest was quite fruitful.

However, when he was plotting to take over a Shinto sect called "Ouhua Peak" in the Dark Cloud Continent, a remnant soul escaped from a dying seventh-level deity, which triggered an alarm and activated the sect's formation, completely exposing his conspiracy to rob the major sects in the Flowing Cloud Domain.

Sects in the three continents successively discovered that the ancestor of the Seventh Floor had been murdered, causing great shock and unrest in the cultivation world of Liuyun Domain.

Zhong Xixiong, a great master of the Ninth Floor of Liuyun Sect, was furious and issued a "Liuyun Hunting Order", summoning the masters of the Eighth Floor of the first-rate sects in each continent to thoroughly investigate their respective areas, and all other second- and third-rate sects were required to strengthen their defenses.

The wind roared and the cranes roared, and the grass and trees were all in war.

In every city, big or small, the identity cards of monks entering and leaving are checked.

Xu Yuanchang turned a deaf ear to the outside world and focused on practicing the magic of immortality. He entered a deep state of meditation and learned the secret method of "Illusionary Life Slash" in less than half a year. He spent the next two and a half years repairing his damaged soul and consolidating his practice, and becoming familiar with the use of mana, soul power and spells in the Seventh Floor.

He has figured out that the gap between him and True Man Yu Gu is actually due to the suppression of their realm.

When he reaches the middle stage of the seventh level of cultivation and masters more power of rules and his soul becomes stronger, even if he is still no match for Master Yu Gu, he will not be subdued by him silently.

He suffered a great loss at the hands of Yu Gu Zhenren, and after learning from his mistakes, he became braver and, after discovering his own weaknesses, he worked day and night to improve himself.

Brother Cao's voice came from outside the guest house: "Brother Xu, I'm sorry to bother you with your meditation. Could you please come out to see me? I have something urgent to discuss with you. I can't delay."

Xu Yuanchang sensed the urgency and quickly stood up and said, "Brother, wait a moment. I'll be right out."

He walked out of the quiet room and looked up at the sky. He saw that the sect's formation had been activated outside the guest house. It was shrouded in clouds and mist, and it seemed that something big had happened.

After opening the gate, besides Senior Brother Cao, there were two unfamiliar monks outside. One was wearing a Confucian robe with wide sleeves and had a dignified face, while the other was wearing a purple Taoist robe, had three long beards, and had a scrutinizing look in his eyes.

Xu Yuanchang immediately recognized that the middle-aged man in the Confucian robe was Fan Shilin, the ancestor of the Eight-Story Tower of Hufeng Mountain, and the other was He Duxing, the ancestor of the Eight-Story Tower of Wuji Temple. He had seen the portraits of the two collected by the sect in the innermost library of Cangdian Peak.

Almost every sect would find ways to collect portraits of the eighth- and seventh-floor masters in the region for their own sixth- and fifth-floor monks to recognize, so as to avoid accidental collisions when they meet them outside.

"Junior Xu Yuanchang, greetings to Senior Fan, and to Senior He."

Xu Yuanchang greeted meticulously.

His expression remained unchanged and no one could guess what had happened.

It couldn't be that they found out that there was something wrong with the identity he was pretending to have from Fangcun Mountain Realm that they made such a fuss, right?

The two Eighth Floor Great Men stared closely at the foreign cultivators whose names they had heard of for a long time, and nodded slightly as a greeting. He Duxing, who was wearing a Taoist robe, simply explained: "I am following orders. This is a routine inspection. Please cooperate with Brother Xu."

Cao Wanxin stepped forward, took out a golden probe, and whispered, "Junior brother, please bear with me for a while while I examine you. Don't act too aggressively. I will give you an explanation afterwards."

Xu Yuanchang recognized the divine needle in Senior Brother Cao's hand. He was moved. Could it be that Master Yugu had caused a big disaster? He smiled and spread his hands, saying, "Senior Brother, please go ahead and investigate. Don't keep the two seniors waiting for too long."

After the examination, Cao Wanxin felt relieved.

The two monks from the Eighth Floor Tower looked relieved. They walked into the guest courtyard and took a look around. Seeing that there were no other monks hiding inside, they turned around and left.

After sending the two who were ordered to inspect the entire sect out of the mountain gate, Cao Wanxin and Xu Yuanchang flew towards Xiliu Mountain. On the way, they transmitted the shocking events that happened in Liuyun Territory to their junior fellow apprentices. At the end, they sighed and said, "In the past three years, fifteen seventh-floor monks and demon cultivators have died at the hands of that villain. Not a single body has been found. He used the same excuse of 'seclusion'. How cruel."

He felt sympathetic and shared the same suffering. It was indeed a great tragedy in the world of cultivation.

So far, all we know is that the thief has the eighth-level cultivation level, is a Shinto monk, and is good at illusion techniques. These were all revealed by the remaining soul of the god who escaped the disaster, otherwise we would still be kept in the dark.

Xu Yuanchang asked, "Didn't you ask the eighth- and ninth-level magicians to help solve the case?"

Taoist Yanshan is good at deduction and divination. If he can be mobilized, the crazy Yu Gu Zhenren will have nowhere to escape.

Yu Gu committed such a tragic crime, he didn't dare to reveal even a single thing about his involvement with her. He didn't want to bring disaster upon himself, as he was alone and powerless, and he wouldn't be able to explain himself even if he had a lot of words.

The Illusion Floating Life Slash that he learned cannot be easily used on others.

True Man Yu Gu is an absolute scourge. No wonder he was trapped in the dark world by the joint efforts of immortals and gods nine thousand years ago. He must have done evil things that were hated by the servants and ghosts.

"I have asked Master An from the Cloud-Breaking Continent to help me. I wonder if he can figure out the whereabouts of the thief?"

Cao Wanxin seemed a little worried. An eighth-level illusionist was too difficult to catch. He could transform into countless forms and hide in heaven and earth. Ordinary formations could not stop him at all.

An eighth-level illusionist who does not care about his dignity is a great threat to all cultivators below the eighth level.

As the two were talking, they landed on the top of Xiliu Mountain. Cao Wanxin suddenly grabbed at the sky and caught a hovering communication talisman that could not enter the sect that activated the formation in his hand.

"Senior Fan, I have just received news from the Liuyun Sect that the thief sneaked into the heavily guarded cross-border teleportation array on the Boyun Continent, killed several monks guarding the array, and activated the cross-border teleportation array to the Dongyou Region."

Cao Wanxin smiled and continued, "The great man in charge of guarding the Eighth Floor discovered it in time and disrupted the transmission, causing the thief to get lost in the void and disappear. Haha, good news, it's worth a drink."

Xu Yuanchang agreed with a smile.

But he did not feel optimistic in his heart. He was afraid that Master Yu Gu was trying to escape.

The scourge will last for ten thousand years.

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(End of this chapter)