Becoming a god starts from planting a Bodhi tree.

Chapter 476 The Master of the Four Demons, the Mysterious Ancestor

"Where on the front lines can't we go?" Shouzhen asked his disciples.

There are two True Saints at Tian Sheng Lake. In the years since he left, it has been the Unfathomable True Saint who has been protecting the sect's lineage.

"Uncle Wufa went to the Underworld to support the Azure God and the Underworld Lord."

Shouzhen sighed. The worst-case scenario had occurred. No wonder the Netherworld battlefront collapsed so quickly. Only the Holy King remained as the top combatant, and he couldn't hold the line alone.

The only saving grace is that internal strife has not yet broken out, the enemy deep within the Burial Sea has not yet taken this opportunity to launch an attack from within, and the issues of the two long rivers of time and fate have not yet been exposed at this time.

"Let's go back to the temple first; I have some instructions to give."

Shouzhen said in a deep voice, while simultaneously transmitting his voice to Wutian.

"Be prepared. Now that you have ascended to the Heavenly Venerable realm, there is no need for you to suppress yourself any longer. I will transfer the Dao lineage to you, and you will establish the sect and become its ancestor."

Wu Tian was moved and said, "Grandmaster, you..."

He knew exactly what this meant!
Shouzhen calmly said, "The great chaos of the Netherworld is coming. There is no time left. When there is really no way to escape, I will try to leap with all my might."

Wu Tian was shocked. The patriarch was about to leap to the limit and gaze upon the realm of transcendence?!
As Wutian recalled what had happened in the Chaoxia Realm, his heart seemed to sink into an abyss.

How difficult it is to break through and transcend!

With the accumulated knowledge of Master Shouzhen, I'm afraid the hope for this century is slim!
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In the vast universe, stars rise and fall.

Some people reside in the Boundary Sea, gazing into the Netherworld, seemingly admiring the boundless starry sky, but in reality, they are following the clues to search for the traces of the long river of time.

To completely conquer a realm, one must start from its source, and the source of any realm is the two long rivers of time and destiny.

For those who have broken through to the eighth realm, the importance of the River of Time is even greater than that of destiny, especially in the realm of True Saints.

"Fellow Daoist Zhi of the [Intercepting Heaven Sect], have you noticed anything?"

A voice came from the void energy not far away.

The supreme True Saint of the [Intercepting Heaven Sect] turned around, and a majestic figure stood not far behind him, surrounded by gray-white, illusory flames that rose and raged, as vast as the sea.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Huang Xu of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan." Zhi narrowed his eyes and casually pointed out the other party's identity, while also recognizing that the other party was surrounded by the Heavenly Demon Flame!
Why would the bloodline of the dignified Heavenly Phoenix Clan, descended from the Phoenix King, be entangled with the Heavenly Demon? Has this led them down the path of the Heavenly Demon?

Huang Xu came to Zhi's side and chuckled, "Fellow Daoist, a message has come from over there, asking you to break through the Netherworld as soon as possible and cooperate with our plan."

Zhi turned around abruptly, staring intently at him, her aura seemingly capable of influencing the entire body with a single move.

But the tense atmosphere dissipated in an instant.

Zhi turned back to look at the Netherworld and said slowly, "I haven't heard of it. Even the Heavenly Phoenix Clan has joined the camp of [This Shore]."

Huang Xu tucked his hands into his sleeves and laughed, "Fellow Daoist, you've got it backwards. This shore was originally established by our ancestors."

"Oh?" Zhi was taken aback. There was also a transcendent being behind [This Shore]? This was the first time he had ever heard of such a thing!
He composed himself and said:
"This Holy King's strength is not to be underestimated. Under such circumstances, he is still able to hold on with great effort."

"If it weren't for him, the boundary membrane of the Netherworld would have already been breached."

Huang Xu asked in surprise, "There are eight Supreme-Rank True Saints from various families, including you, fellow Daoist? And none of them are his match?"

"There are now six. Not long ago, the old Heavenly Court was reborn. One of them temporarily withdrew, and another also transferred one of the Supreme True Saints away."

He paused here, then added, "Even with six, that Holy King is still far too powerful..."

With such strength, one has probably already reached the limit of the True Saint level.

Taking one step forward means either death, eternal enlightenment, or merging with the Dao into one realm. Drawing a circle around oneself is also a way of becoming a king of one's own territory.

Huang Xu laughed and said, "That's perfect. The Red Lotus Realm Master has sent an order for you to put pressure on this person and force him to take his final leap."

Zhi's expression turned grim as he said, "Are you sure? Even if this Saint King fails to break through in the end, the residual power from that brief moment of breakthrough is enough to cause us massive casualties!"

One failed to achieve transcendence...

Or rather, the true saint who barely stepped into the realm of triumph, ultimately unable to escape defeat, has already demonstrated the extent of his destructive power to all sides in the Dawn Realm not long ago.

Chaoge's counterattack before his death was undoubtedly at a transcendent level. Even if it was incomplete, it was still something that ordinary True Saints could not match!
Even at the highest level, one can only wait to die!
If those three had come in person, that would have been fine, but with one absent, are they really going to risk their lives? Do they really think they're subordinates of the other side?

Huang Xu added, "It is said that at least two officials will be present this time, and one of them is already said to have arrived."

"Who?" Zhi paused for a moment, then seemed somewhat relieved.

That's barely reasonable.

"Xuanzu."

"What?" Zhi couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "How could it be Him?"

He thought it was either Honglian or the Heavenly Emperor.

As for this ancestor...

Huang Xu said meaningfully, "After all, they are the master of the Four Demons. I guess they're here to put on a show of teacher-student affection and brotherly love."

For a moment, I didn't know what to say.

The Four Demons' Army, just a joke.

But this person also possesses another extremely illustrious and prestigious identity...

"Originally, all three of us were supposed to come together. The Netherworld holds many secrets, especially the Sea of ​​Bitterness, which seems to be located there. Unfortunately, the Old Heavenly Court was born not long ago, and the Heavenly Emperor changed his mind on the spot. He even invited the Lord of the Red Lotus Realm to go with him."

Huang Xu said with a look of regret.

I have never seen these three work together before.

With three near-True Realm cultivators attacking simultaneously, who in the current Realm Sea can withstand them?
Even if the Pantheon relies on the many blessings left by its founder, it might not be able to stop it, right?

"Where is the Ancestor now?" Zhi asked in a deep voice.

If possible, he plans to avoid this person for a while, as this person has a bad reputation and has already gone to extremes in his pursuit of transcendence.

"I don't know," Huang Xu shook his head. "Perhaps they've already infiltrated the Netherworld."

Zhi immediately denied it: "Impossible. The will of Heaven in the Netherworld is outrageously strong, discerning truth from falsehood and leaving nothing out."

Huang Xu only said one sentence: "It's best not to underestimate this person."

His facial expression kept changing.

Given Xuanzu's extensive knowledge and formidable nature, if he were to enter the Netherworld ahead of time, he might very well uncover some of the Netherworld's plans, and all their years of painstaking efforts would go bankrupt!

At this moment, Zhi had already decided to leave and had lost all interest in continuing to inquire about information from Huang Xu.

However, Huang Xu had no intention of letting him leave, and said with great interest:

"What's the current status of the situation here? How long is it expected to take to breach the Netherworld?"

After calming himself down, he said, "We have made a bet with them. Each side will send nine people. If our people stand on the battlefield, the Netherworld will open its gates and let us enter. If the Netherworld wins, we will have a truce for a thousand years."

"Did they agree?"

“They had no choice,” Zhi said calmly. “For them, this is their last desperate gamble.”

Huang Xu pondered for a moment and said, "If the Netherworld really loses in the end, will they really open the doors?"

Zhi laughed and said, "With nine powerful figures dead, how much fighting strength does the Netherworld have left? It's truly just a last-ditch effort."

Huang Xu praised, "What you say is very true, fellow Daoist."

After seeing Huang Xu off, Zhi's expression immediately darkened.

He contacted Xin Zun immediately and informed him that Xuan Zu might have arrived.

“…No problem.”

The Mindful One said calmly,
"What invincible one? He's just a monkey who dominated the mountains and forests before the ancestors returned. If he really dares to enter the Netherworld in his true form, someone will deal with him."

"Perfect timing! We've been wary of potential usurpers within the Netherworld. Let him scout ahead." Zhi's heart skipped a beat. If he could deal with the Profound Ancestor, he could certainly deal with them too!

"What else is hidden in the Netherworld?!" Zhi asked in a deep voice, not wanting to die without knowing why.

"Just remember, don't be at the forefront. No matter how good the opportunities in the Netherworld are, they are not something you can get your hands on!" Heart Venerable warned.

Zhi also warned, "Don't forget the identity of the Ancestor! If he really dies in the Netherworld, it's not something we can afford to bear!"

Xin Zun was silent for a moment, then asked, "Is that legend true?"

Zhi said in a deep voice, "Otherwise, why do you think the Heavenly Prison Palace has chosen to remain silent?"

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Yanhuang Federation.

Donghuangtian.

With the invasion of foreign enemies, almost every civilization and power with connections moved into the Great Luo Heaven through various channels.

Only the Yanhuang Federation, for various reasons, can only hold onto this place.

The federal high command has temporarily chosen to keep the information under wraps, so most of the federal citizens are still unaware that the vast Netherworld has gone to war with the outside world, and is even in grave danger...

The bright moon hangs high, the city lights are dazzling, people come and go, and the atmosphere of the mortal world is strong.

Occasionally, a woman with long, flowing hair and an air of classical elegance would pass by, dressed in modern, cool summer clothes. Her long hair would flutter in the evening breeze, attracting a lot of attention.

In a snack shop.

"It's been a long time since I've been to the mortal world, but the warmth of everyday life is still so wonderful." The young man wiped his mouth, his gesture very down-to-earth. He had red lips and white teeth, and his appearance was unbelievably handsome. He wore a Taoist crown.

The Taoist crown wasn't particularly special, except that it was tall, exceeding the boy's height and reaching straight to the roof.

The boy was shaking his head, making one worry that his Taoist crown might fall off.

The man standing nearby listened, turned around, and noticed that the boy had almost pierced the roof of the Taoist robe. He immediately laughed:
"Brother, from where do you come from, a master?"

The boy turned around and said with a smile, "Are there many experts around here?"

The man gave a thumbs-up, a hint of pride in his voice, "Absolutely! You know the Huangtian Universe, right? Now, all the remnants of that universe, and many forces across the Nine Continents, have to pass through us if they want to enter the Great Universe!"

The boy's eyes flashed with a strange light: "Heaven..."

If I remember correctly, the two great generals under the command of the Lord of the Underworld were named Huangtian and Houtu.

The young man's eyes showed emotion. He still clearly remembered that the woman named Houtu had always admired the Lord of the Underworld, but unfortunately, the Lord of the Underworld was oblivious to romance.

In the end, these two died alongside the Lord of the Underworld in the final encirclement.

Both of them died before the Lord of the Underworld.

Of course, while it is said that they died in battle, there is no true death in the Transcendent Realm; only permanent suppression exists.

After the Lord of the Underworld escaped, these two were closely watched by all sides, "split" into countless pieces, and suppressed by various factions.

They also have a share in the Heavenly Prison Palace, belonging to that woman's transcendence, namely Houtu, which is the most crucial part of her primordial spirit.

The boy shook his head, dismissing this old, trivial matter.

Living too long and having an excellent memory is not necessarily a good thing.

"Isn't that right, Fellow Daoist Houtu?"

The boy asked with concern in his heart, patting the jade pendant around his neck.

There was no response from the jade pendant.

The boy sighed. Over the years, when Fellow Daoist Tu conducted experiments, he sometimes inevitably went a bit too far. But a dignified Transcendent Primordial Spirit couldn't be ruined by him, could he?
"Boss, the bill!" the boy shouted.

A woman wearing an apron hurried over, smiling gently, and said, "Are you from over there? No need to pay, consider this your first meal."

The boy said seriously, "That won't do. I specifically exchanged my currency for your Federation's currency."

After saying that, he took out a stack of small-denomination banknotes from his pocket, moistened them with saliva, and counted them on the spot.

The shop owner was both amused and exasperated by the scene. They hadn't seen paper money in many years; a simple scan at the terminal was all it took. She had no idea where this person had gotten those loose bills from.

"…Come on, let's settle the payment!" The young man counted the money and said generously, "I, Luo Xuan, never extend credit!"

The proprietress had no choice but to put it away.

Seeing that the proprietress hadn't even counted them, and seemed to trust him so much, the young man lost interest. His eyes darted around, and he said:

"Boss lady, I heard that so-and-so used to come here to eat a lot when he was young?"

The proprietress's eyes lit up and she said, "You mean Ji Shuai, Ji Jingqiu? This is a century-old shop. When my grandfather was young, he often came here. The hot and sour noodles you just ate were made with his recipe."

The boy's eyes were like autumn waters and the vast sky, like the traces of time flowing quietly on the riverbed.

He laughed and said, "I see."

He glanced along the river of time.

The grandfather mentioned by the proprietress, and even the latter's parents, were just ordinary people, without any causal changes.

How strange! Could it be that his number one wicked disciple really didn't make any plans against Ji Jingqiu?

In that case, this person's rise was not in Taiyi's plan at all, and even Taiyi could not predict Ji Jingqiu's rise in advance.

This is where things get interesting.

"Fellow Daoist Houtu, do you think this Ji Jingqiu might be a reincarnation of that Netherworld Lord?" the young man who called himself Luo Xuan asked with a smile.

This time, the jade pendant trembled slightly.

"What a devoted lover," Luo Xuan sighed. "I'm not teasing you anymore, I'm leaving."

He walked out of the snack shop and along the street that had only been repaired and never rebuilt for decades, as if flowing against the river of time, and saw a boy from back then.

Luo Xuan was in high spirits. Although he had only come in an avatar, it contained the original body's heaven-reaching Dao techniques, enough to briefly reverse the flow of time in this world.

For him, Ji Jingqiu's decades of life were naturally "short".

Just as Luo Xuan reached out, a flash of light appeared on the blade, accompanied by a violent upheaval in the long river of time.

Luo Xuan felt a chill on his neck as a fine head was tossed high into the air right there in the street.

In the darkness, it seemed as if someone whispered in his ear:

"Where did this idiot come from?"

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The magnificent Dao Palace floats and sinks in the boundary sea.

The boy sitting cross-legged opened his eyes, his gaze slightly somber, but he wasn't too surprised.

"This strength is no different from that of someone in the Dao Integration Realm, and may even be... more lethal? It's just that there are more restrictions than those in the Dao Integration Realm, so just be careful of some taboos, there's no need to worry too much."

Luo Xuan muttered to himself.

This time, he was trying to reverse the flow of time, giving that person a reason to make a move, which was tantamount to him offering himself up.

"If time won't work, then let's try fate."

Luo Xuan closed his eyes and created another clone, projecting it into the Netherworld.

However, when he used the same trick again, but instead of reversing the flow of time, he tried to probe the destiny of this world. The ultimate law of heaven and earth was unleashed, and a finger pointed out from the infinite heights, causing Luo Xuan's clone to shatter on the spot!
A voice, completely different from the previous one, rang out coldly:

"Where do you think this is? How dare you be so insolent and send your elder brother here!"

(End of this chapter)