Shennong Daojun.

Chapter 567 The Test of God King Yuheng
Zhao Xing certainly remembered Bai Lanjun and Fu Mengzhen's names.

Back in the Bone God Realm, he first encountered Bai Lanjun, and in the end, he escaped Dan Ye Zizai God's pursuit by relying on his fire pit.

Fu Mengzhen, while fighting for the hand bone of Xue Rui Zizai Shen in the Jiuyin River, was controlled by Wei Tianchen with the Dao Heart Bewitching Drug, and later fled with him.

But how did these two people end up in the Xuanhuang Realm?

Logically speaking, the eras in which the Fengshan ceremony took place are far apart. Based on the experience of time travel, there are many man-made time barriers in the three eras of the Five Emperors Era, the Spirit Realm Era, and the Wilderness Era.

Once a certain point in time is reached, time stops flowing backward and may even reverse, just like the experience of the Penglai God General.

"What exactly happened between Fu Mengzhen and Bai Lanjun? If they are in the Xuanhuang Realm now, then what about the Bamboo Sword?" Zhao Xing was puzzled, but he did not immediately agree.

Bai Lanjun is relatively easy to deal with, but it's hard to say whether Fu Mengzhen is friend or foe.

"Grand Minister of Agriculture, do you actually know these two people?" Ji Si asked doubtfully.

“I know them.” Zhao Xing nodded. “However, I am currently only in the form of a book puppet, so it is not convenient for me to go in and see them.”

He was afraid of getting caught up in another ring incident. Besides, the Xuanhuang Realm was sealed off, and even bringing Old Wang out would require permission from the Moon Goddess Palace Master.

Zhao Xing knew it was impossible to bring out two more people who couldn't understand the situation.

"Ji Si, where is the Lord of the Black and White Palace?"

"It's right here in this Eight Directions Divine Mirror."

"Release him immediately," Zhao Xing said. "Hand him over to the Palace Master. And no one can know that I was back."

“I understand,” Ji Si nodded.

Zhao Xing was summoned by the Moon Goddess Palace Master to descend and meet Ji Si to explain the situation. This was the limit; it was impossible to let more people know.

"Ji Si, find a way to appease the Great Zhou," Zhao Xing said, "and wait for my return as a god."

"As for your capture of the Black and White Palace Master, the Palace Master will handle the aftermath..."

After giving his instructions, Zhao Xing left the mirror and returned to the Moon Goddess Palace Master.

"Palace Master, please forgive Ji Si's recklessness."

"Don't worry, the Xuanling History Book will conceal what happened during this period. Even the Black and White Gods won't know that they were captured once."

With a wave of his hand, the Moon Goddess Palace Master sent the unconscious Black and White Palace Master back to the Black and White Palace.

The Zhou forces then quickly retreated and returned to their ships.

Apart from the fact that Wang Tianzhi was on board, there was no difference from before.

Everyone except Ji Si had never seen Zhao Xing and was unaware of what had happened.

The matter of the Great Zhou was left to Ji Si, the fortune teller. Zhao Xing glanced at the Great Zhou's ship from afar. He also longed to go back and see it, but he couldn't do so now.

"go with!"

With a gentle tap from the Moon Goddess Palace Master, Zhao Xing felt a sudden darkness before his eyes. His true spirit left the Book Puppet's body and entered the black passage, constantly traversing through it.

When his vision cleared, he found himself back inside his body beneath the desolate planet.

"Did I really go back?" Zhao Xing was somewhat dazed; everything that had just happened felt like a dream.

He looked at an hourglass in the underground space; the upper part of the sun had moved to the middle orbit, showing that fifty-three years had passed.

"Fifty-three years in such a short time?" Zhao Xing clicked his tongue in amazement. "It seems that even the Moon Goddess Palace Master cannot accurately send me back to the original point in time using such a smuggling method."

"In other words, fifty-three years have passed since he parted ways with Qingyuzi. At this time, Old Qing should be in the inner world of God King Yuheng."

"I just don't know if the closed loop has been completed yet."

Zhao Xing pointed five fingers to the sky and began cultivating the Netherworld Shadowless Technique. If the closed loop was completed, then his Netherworld Shadowless Technique should be able to enter the second level and form a seal from the shadow.

"Om~"

The black shadows writhed like liquid, coalescing beneath his feet, and Zhao Xing flipped his hand and grabbed downwards.

The black liquid rose rapidly and condensed into a black seal in the palm of his hand.

The Sea Glass Seal!
"Cause and effect, time and space, destiny... These are the spells created by Emperor Li based on the three great principles."

"Whoever this black seal hits will have their divine power diminished."

Zhao Xing looked at the pitch-black seal, where dots, lines, and light seemed to be moving inside, and the black halo appeared and disappeared, making it look very mysterious.

"Now that the Netherworld Seal has been successfully cultivated, it seems to be in a closed loop."

"However, I need to go to the inner world of God King Yuheng to check on the situation before I can return to Shenji City."

The Boundless True God instructed himself to disregard Qingyuzi's life or death, and to return to the original state once the loop was closed.

However, Zhao Xing couldn't just ignore it. Besides, this was one of the requirements of the God King Zhangyue. The God King Yuheng's inner world contained a legacy. If he didn't even go, it would be considered a violation of his vow of cause and effect.

"The method of spatial communication is swift."

Zhao Xing pointed, and the soil deep underground rippled, drawing out five earth veins that intertwined to form a spatial passage.

At the other end of the passage was Liukongjian, the miniature star continent where he and Qingyuzi had lived.

As long as there is land in the place you have been, you can return using the spatial land method in the space-time land method.

However, both of these spells require two conditions to be met: first, the place must have been visited, and second, there must be a suitable location.

"Om~"

A moment later, Zhao Xing returned to Liukong Ravine, where the blue mist and the corpse of the God King were still visible in the distance.

"The bluish mist is in the shape of strips; could it be the moldy corpse of God-King Yuheng?" Zhao Xing thought to himself, approaching very slowly.

Since Lao Qing had encountered danger, Zhao Xing was also likely to encounter it, so he was very cautious along the way.

With each step, one must use the Shadowless Netherworld Technique to erase one's traces, thus rendering oneself virtually nonexistent in this area, making it difficult to trigger any danger.

"The fog blocks detection spells; you can't see anything beyond about ten thousand meters. That's terrifying," Zhao Xing thought to himself.

A god-level divine sense can easily cover the entire domain of a top-tier star system, and incidentally, it can roughly scan billions of world stars, covering a vast area.

But now, the scan is less than 10,000 meters, which is practically the same as blindness for a god.

Zhao Xing was standing on clouds, surrounded by swirling winds, and flying extremely slowly.

The Golden Cicada's true form can be activated at any time, and it will immediately cut off anything that invades its body.

Dan Shu was held in his right hand, while his left hand formed a mudra. A golden hairpin was also stuck on his head, giving him a full-fledged battle stance.

“Swoosh~”

The fog was so thick that Zhao Xing's senses were quickly reduced to below a kilometer.

The effectiveness of the Time-Space Valley Rain Robe was gradually decreasing, and only the golden hairpin on his head could emit a little golden light to guide Zhao Xing to continue forward.

After flying slowly for more than two months, the fog suddenly thinned, and a purplish-blue curved surface appeared in front of us.

"Boundary wall? We should have arrived at our destination," Zhao Xing thought to himself.

The God King Yuheng no longer has a physical body; the so-called enormous corpse is actually just a shadow of time fixed by the true magic of the God King Zhangyue.

As long as the boundary core remains, the inner world is still real.

Without the golden hairpin, one wouldn't even be able to pass the fog pass and would fall into the trap set by Zhang Yue and the god-king she invited.

"Generally speaking, once the ego-type Sinon dies, the boundary core also loses its activity, and the inner world loses its support and will quickly explode. This is why killing the ego-type Sinon usually results in the phenomenon of 'losing equipment'."

"However, the inner world of God King Yuheng is still so complete?" Zhao Xing looked at the boundary wall in front of him. The deep blue boundary wall looked perfect and full of charm.

"Swish swish~"

Zhao Xing increased his flight speed, and even though he could see the boundary wall, it took him a full six months to actually get close.

At this moment, he finally discovered the imperfections of the boundary wall, noticing many purplish-black cracks on it.

The cracks crisscrossed, resembling the burn marks on a flawless porcelain bowl.

It also looks like a patient hastily bandaged up a wound.

"I wonder what injured God King Yuheng." Zhao Xing looked at the terrifying crack, his heart filled with doubt and uncertainty.

It is clear that God King Yuheng died unexpectedly.

The memoir mentioned that Zhangyue's lifespan was originally much shorter than Yuheng's because she was restricted by the Niyi Extinction Realm.

As for God King Yuheng, he can live for a very, very long time. Normally speaking, he will only die when the universe enters a period of annihilation, making him practically immortal.

Ultimately, however, God King Yuheng unexpectedly died before God King Zhangyue.

"Huhuhu~~~~"

The cold wind howled, snowflakes fluttered, creating a scene of ice and snow.

Zhao Xing appeared out of thin air. With a glance, he saw a thatched hut in the distance. Inside the hut, a red-haired man was sitting cross-legged. In front of him was a wine pot and a small stove warming the wine. Next to him on the table was an ordinary wooden sword.

"Hmm?" Zhao Xing could sense that this person's aura was very profound, and he should be at the mid-stage of the Divine General level.

However, upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the panel did not read any information, indicating that this person was not a real living being.

Could it be a puppet?
The red-haired man stood up, his gaze falling on the golden hairpin on Zhao Xing's head, and he smiled.

"After so long, someone has finally entered the master's world again."

"My name is Number Thirteen. I am a mechanical puppet left behind by my master," the red-haired man introduced himself.

"You are responsible for guarding this snowfield." "Take my sword, and you can continue your journey."

"Otherwise, you'll go back to where you came from."

"I'll give you fifteen minutes to prepare."

Zhao Xing nodded, put away the alchemical book, and five spiritual pearls floated out from his body.

After thinking it over, he still wasn't sure, so he immediately summoned the Void-type unit [Divine Fire Void] from his inner world.

“Cultivating both styles, not bad.” Number Thirteen nodded approvingly, and at the same time, the wooden sword floated into his hand.

"However, I must warn you that if you cannot withstand this sword strike, I will take the golden hairpin from your head, and you will also forget all your memories of the past five thousand years."

"Forget?" Zhao Xing pondered, then stomped his foot again.

The ice and snow shattered, and the fractured glacier rose like a seesaw, quickly forming an underground palace.

Ice Heart Underground Palace Technique!
This geomantic magic has no other purpose than to assist the Minister of Agriculture in strengthening his true spirit's will and maintaining maximum clarity of mind.

Fifteen minutes later, number thirteen made his move as promised.

"call out."

The wooden sword made a single stroke, but nothing unusual happened; not even the drifting snowflakes were affected.

Number Thirteen was like an ordinary person, casually swinging his sword without any sword light, sword energy, or even activating the Great Dao of Origin.

However, Zhao Xing was on high alert because he couldn't see the power of the sword strike, but his heart tightened rapidly.

It is not true that the bigger the movement, the stronger the strength. The higher the level of a master, the less likely their power will leak out, and it is even impossible to see how they attack.

Such sword moves are very difficult to defend against.

Zhao Xing's first thought was the Mind Sword Technique, and he immediately strengthened his mental defenses.

Sure enough, after the wooden sword slashed across, a phantom sword suddenly appeared in his life palace.

And after it appeared, it conjured up countless weapons.

The Heart Sword formed a world of swords, strangling the thoughts that arose within Zhao Xing's Life Palace.

As Number Thirteen just said, if Zhao Xing cannot withstand it, his memories will cease to exist, because the Heart Sword is precisely what is destroying his memories.

Within the Palace of Destiny, a portion of thoughts are fixed; it is a region of memory, the essence of a person's ability to recall the past.

If it disappears, then it will not remember what happened.

Zhao Xing immediately used the Mind Field Technique, and at the same time, the entire Life Palace world began to distort dramatically.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa~"

The Heart Swords unleashed their first attack, but it failed to achieve the desired effect.

Because Zhao Xing used a secret soul technique to distort the various sections of the Life Palace.

The area representing memories was instantly moved to another location; the Heart Sword pierced away only a few distracting thoughts.

Having spent over three thousand years in Shenji City, Zhao Xing naturally also worked on his soul techniques and mental will.

To defeat General Xu Feng's Thunder Spear, if one's mind and soul are even slightly weak, one cannot even unleash the attack.

What he just used was a soul secret technique created by the Boundless True God, called "Seven Luminaries Boundless Heaven".

If the true spirit had not survived eighteen tribulations and received the blessing of the Ancestral Emperor's tablet, reaching the same level as divine thought, a demigod would have had absolutely no chance of learning the "Seven Luminaries Boundless Heaven".

This is because it is the core soul secret technique of the immeasurable true god who controls the many divine incarnations of endless time and space.

Zhao Xing spent three thousand years in Shenji City, and only barely managed to learn the first level, 'Mysterious Embryo Life Palace'.

The Mysterious Embryo Palace, where the three souls revolve.

The first level allows the soul to control its own destiny palace.

The Life Palace contains multiple areas, such as the True Spirit Nourishment Palace, where the True Spirit is fixed and nurtured to grow stronger.

The Incense and Divine Remembrance Palace is a place specifically for receiving incense offerings and prayers from believers.

The Palace of Divine Memory is a place specifically for storing memories.

……

If we consider the Life Palace as a city, then generally speaking, the layout of the city is fixed and cannot be moved at will.

However, the first layer of the Mysterious Embryo Life Palace has this characteristic of being able to teleport instantly.

This method is like a mortal being stabbed in the left chest, but his heart can be instantly moved to the side to avoid being injured in a vital area.

……

"A very mysterious technique, it can actually change the position of the life palace." Number Thirteen was somewhat surprised. "However, just dodging won't work. The power of my sword is considerable. It will relentlessly pursue your memories of nearly five thousand years."

"If there is no resistance, it can exist in your life palace for at least 180 years."

Zhao Xing also discovered that these sword lights consumed very little energy; after one attack, the damage was almost negligible.

If they don't find a way to expel them or resist them, they really could exist for another hundred or two hundred years.

"A prolonged defense will inevitably lead to defeat, and I really can't keep hiding forever."

Within the Palace of Destiny, towering like a mountain, the nurtured True Spirit immediately opened its eyes: "Mysterious Thoughts as Soldiers, True Spirit as Generals, Kill!"

The first level of the Seven Luminaries Boundless Heaven, the Mysterious Embryo Palace, is not without any means of attack.

At this moment, the entire Palace of Destiny suddenly brightened up, and a battlefield appeared out of thin air.

Zhao Xing's true spirit emitted a large number of thoughts, which transformed into soldiers, all in Zhao Xing's likeness, rushing towards the sea of ​​swords.

"Oh!"

A wooden sword pierced through hundreds of 'Zhao Xing's', and his thoughts quickly exploded.

But Zhao Xing immediately generated a new 'divine thought', which transformed into a divine weapon and charged forward.

"clang!"

After annihilating Zhao Xing's thousands of divine soldiers, the first wooden sword broke.

"Kill a thousand enemies, and only lose one wooden sword?"

"Number Thirteen's sword strike was terrifyingly powerful."

Zhao Xing had met many sword masters, such as the Bamboo Sword Venerable, who was also skilled in the Heart Sword Technique. However, Number Thirteen's swordsmanship was clearly different from the Bamboo Sword school.

Bamboo Sword's Heart Sword Technique is simple and pure, while the Heart Sword Technique presented by Number Thirteen encompasses everything.

Violence, tenderness, eeriness, passion...

The cold sword could suddenly transform into a sword of inner fire, and the sweeping charge could abruptly turn into an ethereal and unpredictable sword strike, making it extremely difficult for Zhao Xing to defend against.

It took him thousands of thoughts to burn out a single sword, proving that the power he unleashed was at least a thousand times weaker than that of Number Thirteen.

"The secret techniques that the Boundless True God gave me are definitely good stuff. The main difference lies in the level of my cultivation and my insufficient understanding of the secret techniques, which is why the gap is so large," Zhao Xing thought to himself.

"If I could reach the second level and condense a divine command platform, then it would be much easier to deal with."

The True Spirit Embryo is hiding in the nurturing area and cannot personally fight the enemy; its divine sense can only exert the strength of a soldier.

If one reaches the second level, a single thought will grant one the soul power of a god-general.

While the Boundless True Gods can achieve this, it is very difficult for me to reach the second level.

Zhao Xing estimated that he could only unleash this move if he became a true god.

Relying on the ancestral emperor's tablet is like receiving a basic divine power guarantee; the foundation is only at the minimum standard, making it difficult to master such a powerful method, since it was created by the immeasurable true god.

……

Unbeknownst to many, the battle between Zhao Xing and Number Thirteen has lasted for more than two years.

Outside, all was calm and peaceful, and the two stood still. But inside the Palace of Fate, a fierce battlefield was raging.

However, after two and a half years of fighting, Zhao Xing has increasingly shown a dominant advantage.

Because his thoughts can be endless, as long as he avoids being stabbed in the memory palace.

Number Thirteen only unleashed one sword strike, and no matter how strong that strike was, its power was limited and could not be sustained indefinitely.

As more and more wooden swords are destroyed, the second half of the game will naturally become one-sided.

……

The third year and eight months.

"Whoo~"

Zhao Xing, drenched in sweat, knelt on the ground inside the icy underground palace.

He had completely destroyed the wooden sword in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Looking up, I saw that Number Thirteen had appeared in front of me at some point, offering me a warm glass of wine.

"Gulp," Zhao Xing drank it down in one gulp, and immediately felt much more comfortable in his soul.

“Not bad, you’ve passed this test,” Number Thirteen said with a smile. “But I think you’ll have a hard time getting through the next few tests.”

(End of this chapter)