Becoming a god starts from planting a Bodhi tree.

Chapter 477 Things shouldn't happen more than three times!

Inside the Taoist palace.

Luo Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, not angry but smiling, his gaze shooting into the depths of the Boundary Sea, caressing the face of this physical body, and murmuring:
"The locals aren't so friendly. How dare they lay a hand on someone with such a handsome face?"

"Indeed, 'remote and impoverished areas' breed unruly people; this truth remains unchanged throughout the ages."

"In the long river of time, it should be that young He Donghuang, but hidden in the long river of fate, is it some old thing from which era?"

Luo Xuan's eyes suddenly turned icy cold. Anyone who could see through his true form and reveal his identity at a glance could not possibly be a rising star like He Donghuang.

I don't know which era this old immortal came from, but he managed to hide in this rural place, ignoring the boundary treaty left by our ancestors.

"Judging from his strength, he seems to have fallen quite a bit, perhaps even severing his own cultivation?" Luo Xuan muttered to himself. "Fellow Daoist Houtu, does this person seem familiar? Could he really be one of the reincarnations of the Lord of the Netherworld?"

This time, the jade pendant remained silent, offering no response.

Luo Xuan didn't care, and as he pondered, his brows gradually furrowed.

"This is a bit tricky. I thought there was only one, but it turns out there are at least two big fish... wait, that's not right."

Luo Xuan's eyes were deep. What kind of feng shui did this Netherworld have?
There are at least two of these large fish, and what's even more frightening is that when you see two large fish underwater, there may actually be more than just two lurking below...

I thought it would just be a bit rough, but now there are more fish in the water than I expected.

This time, it's just him and Honglian. Even if the two of them work together, their strength will inevitably be weakened in this other world. If they really fight, the outcome of a two-on-two battle is unpredictable.

He has not sent his real body inside so far, just in case.

"Heh." Luo Xuan suddenly sneered, his laughter chilling to the bone. "It seems the remnants of the Netherworld have been hiding quite a few things from us."

"I wonder if these people will make a move now that the Netherworld has been breached?" Luo Xuan muttered to himself, pondering. "First, let the Saints break through the Netherworld's boundary membrane and break their home-field advantage. Then I'll go find the remnants of the Netherworld Palace. Losing two avatars will definitely be their responsibility. Hmm, and my few foolish disciples too."

A look of pity suddenly appeared on the boy's face, and he sighed deeply, seemingly unable to bear it:
"Silly disciples, your master has come to save you."

This time, he did not create a probing clone, but instead split his true body in two, and his cultivation in two, without losing any of his aura!

One figure broke through the air and fled far away, to find the hiding place of the remnants of the Netherworld.

One of them walked into the Netherworld without any hindrance, descending into the depths of the Yanhuang Federation.

This time, he clearly sensed the abnormality in this world.

"The Sea of ​​Bitterness?" Luo Xuan's eyes shone brightly as he stared at a certain spot, where he saw the surging tides deep within the void rift, containing the meaning of endless sinking. "It's not a false claim, it really is the Eye of the Sea of ​​Bitterness."

Unfortunately, he was not Honglian. If Honglian were here, she would be overjoyed, but he only found it troublesome and had no desire to get involved in it at all.

In essence, he is not yet a complete returnee to truth, and has not yet transcended the sea of ​​suffering.

He paused for a moment, then looked around.

As expected, those two didn't make a move.

I couldn't help laughing:

“Those who draw lines in the sand and imprison themselves will indeed never be free again. I wonder if the destruction of this realm will unlock the shackles that bind you? Fellow Daoists, why don’t you join forces with us?”

The void was desolate, filled only with deathly silence.

Luo Xuan's smile remained unchanged; he didn't care. Next time he came, it wouldn't be a question of whether these two would respond or not.

Before the will of the universe locked onto him, Luo Xuan first locked onto the sealed land where the Death Demon was imprisoned.

Sensing the familiar killing intent that filled the world, Luo Xuan smiled faintly, but his expression suddenly changed drastically after seeing the figure suppressing the ground above him.

In the forbidden land.

Qinglian opened her eyes, her heart heavy as she gazed at the unknown powerful figure who had intruded into this place.

If the other party hadn't shown signs of emotional distress, he wouldn't have noticed that someone had broken in!

Under the suppression of the rules of the universe, to be able to enter this place silently... even the five god lords might not have such ability.

An extraterrestrial powerhouse?!

Luo Xuan frowned, staring at Qinglian's face for a long time before saying:
"Fellow Daoist, have we met before?"

Qinglian was filled with doubts, but her face remained calm and composed as she sat cross-legged in the central hub, secretly contacting the five great gods and the Federation, asking them to send a message to the Four Guardian Stars as soon as possible.

If the opponent is a supreme-level expert, he wouldn't be able to handle it with his current strength, and this sealed land would probably be destroyed!
For now, the only option is to hope that Mu Shitian has left a backup plan.

Qinglian's "little actions" did not escape Luo Xuan's notice, but the latter did not care about such trivial matters at the moment.

His gaze was piercing, fixed on Qinglian's true form, as if trying to see through it and discern a clue.

This reminded him of someone—

The master of Qingming Mountain, Qingming.

That person, who was also a Transcendent like his elder brother, was not as powerful as his elder brother, who was a Great Dao Ancestor, but was still a top expert in the Transcendent realm.

This person was among the earliest signatories of the Boundary Sea Convention.

And this one also has a younger brother...

Being able to transcend death naturally allows one to protect those around them from death. It is said that before this person set out on his journey, his parents had another son.

Luo Xuan suddenly raised his hand.

boom!
In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. With this blow, the great paths around this area were obliterated, leaving behind a vacuum zone devoid of laws and order.

A blinding light burst forth from Qinglian's brow, and a blue lotus mark resonated with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. In an instant, celestial maidens descended to earth, gods and demons opened their eyes, and all sorts of wondrous sights appeared!
Finally, a blue lotus stood alone, as if breaking through the sea of ​​suffering. It had three leaves, illustrating the meaning of the three births of all things. Chaotic energy swirled around it, giving rise to a vast blue sky, impervious to all laws and untouched by anything.

At this moment, Qinglian and Qingming merged, achieving the same unity of heaven and man, yet unleashing a terrifying power. The aura of the Great Dao flowed, and with each move, it was as if an infinitely high azure sky was pressing down upon them!
Using this Azure Sky, Qinglian withstood Luo Xuan's attack, her expression extremely grave.

With just one strike, his innate supernatural power world nearly collapsed!
While it's true that his Dao Fruit hasn't fully recovered, the opponent's strength is still enough to be frightening.

An ordinary True Saint would probably be no match for him!
Luo Xuan's brows remained furrowed: "Is it really you?"

He had never met Qinglian, but he had faced Qingming more than once.

Why would Qingming place his younger brother in this realm?
What secrets does this realm hold that leave so many traces of returning to the origin?

Is it all because of that Eye of the Sea of ​​Bitterness?

When did you transcendent beings become so concerned about the sea of ​​suffering?
And right after that attack.

Yan, who was being suppressed below, suddenly rebelled.

"It's you? It's you! It's you?!"

A terrifying killing intent surged forth, shaking the entire region!

Its ferocity and tyranny far surpassed any previous instance, as if it wanted to completely tear this world apart and annihilate it!
Qinglian's expression was solemn. Who exactly was this person who could make Yan lose his composure to this extent, repeatedly roaring only two words?
Taiyi?

Under the impact of this killing intent, Luo Xuan's Taoist robes fluttered and shone brightly, making him look like a deity.

However, in Yan's eyes, this person was a thousand times more hateful than Taiyi or Wu Zhou!
It was this very person who led him astray back then, unleashing boundless killing intent upon him, slaughtering all living beings, destroying realms, and ultimately emerging from the destruction of realms, leaving him with no way back!

"Quiet," Luo Xuan said calmly. "How can you be so ill-mannered when you see your master?"

"'Master'?" A burst of laughter came from below. "You, a piece of trash who has lived for who knows how long, with the Great Dao Ancestor as your elder brother, yet has never been able to step into the Transcendent Realm, dare to call yourself my teacher?!"

"If I were your age, I would have already attained enlightenment and transcended worldly limitations! Useless!"

Luo Xuan's expression darkened, and his aura changed, as if his sore spot had been touched. He suddenly laughed:

“My foolish disciple, if it weren’t for your master, you would still be stuck in that realm, being played with by that man named Yuan De.”

"Shut up!" Yan suddenly roared in fury, his killing intent overwhelming the universe. He said, word by word, "Yuan De is a living saintly emperor, pure and righteous, whose achievements surpass all ages. What right do you, a piece of trash, have to mention him?!"

Luo Xuan sighed and said, "Foolish disciple, how many good people are there among those who are called sage rulers? You have been completely deceived without even realizing it."

Qinglian was startled. It turned out to be an old acquaintance of Yan's. From their conversation, it turned out that the other party had even been Yan's mentor...

"I had no idea you would dare to come out of the Heavenly Prison Palace," Yan's voice rang out, chillingly cold.

Luo Xuan laughed and said, "Silly disciple, looking across the entire Boundary Sea, there are many who want to kill their master, but who can kill me, who dares to kill me? Do you really think that my dominance over the Boundary Sea is due to my long-lost brother?"

"If I am reborn, I will kill you first," Yan said coldly.

Luo Xuan shook his head and said, "Still so inflexible and stubborn. I came here to save you, so why don't you at least say a few nice words to trick me into letting you out?"

Between you and me, only one remains!

Under the seal, the voice of the Death Demon was resolute and unwavering, leaving no room for retreat!

"As expected, of the four of you, I still prefer Wu Zhou and Tai Yi. Even Hela is more obedient than you," Luo Xuan sighed. "You've really put your master in this difficult position. Should I save you or not?"

“We Zhou and Hela are also here,” Yan said in a low voice. “If you really have the ability, go and release them.”

Luo Xuan frowned.

Since Zhou and Hela are not here, then they can only be in the Eye of the Sea of ​​Bitterness.

But he didn't want to provoke that place; if he wasn't careful, he would be dragged into the depths of suffering, and then everything would be over.

"I'll give you another chance," Luo Xuan said calmly. "I'll rescue you, serve me for a hundred years, and then set you free. After that, even if you seek revenge, I'll take it all on you. How about it?" The only response he received was Yan's cold laugh.

"Taiyi said that compared to him and Wu Zhou, Luo Xuan's words are even less credible!"

"You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences." Luo Xuan said coldly, "Do you really think I can't do anything to you?"

"You think it's like back then? I'm at my peak now, and I might still be able to kill you," Yan said coldly.

"Very well, very well!" Luo Xuan laughed loudly, his voice shaking the universe. "You treacherous disciple who murdered his master, you truly are a disciple I personally trained! The more you say such things, the more I will release you to see what you've become!"

He suddenly looked at Qinglian beside him, and that chilling smile returned to his face:

“Fellow Daoist, let’s talk later. Speaking of which, you and I do have some similarities.”

Qinglian said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist, do not act rashly!"

Luo Xuan was speechless: "Reckless?"

"Fellow Taoist, you are joking."

"If I wanted to, how many people in the current Boundary Sea could be my enemies?"

A terrifying radiance spread from beneath his feet, with divine halos swirling around him, shaking the heavens and earth like a vast ocean, from which supreme deities reawakened.

He was a young man with thirty-six divine rings, his Taoist robes fluttering in the wind, and even his hair was dyed with gold, giving him the air of a supreme god and saint.

"You have actually plundered the foundations of thirty-six True Saints?!"

Beneath the seal, Yan Senran's voice was laced with sarcasm.

"As expected of a piece of trash! The foundations of thirty-six peerless True Saints couldn't help you advance any further? Hahahaha!"

Luo Xuan stepped into the sealed area, and the primordial energy of the universe seemed to be swallowed up like a whale. The celestial river poured towards him like a surging torrent, merging with his body into a vast expanse. He calmly said:

"What a wicked disciple! Does he really think transcendence is such an easy thing to achieve? With your path, there is absolutely no hope of becoming a saint. The limit for you is to merge with the Dao in one realm."

“The three of you are merely ‘resources’ that I prepared for Taiyi. However, this rebellious disciple seems to have sensed something and refuses to touch a single bite, which has troubled me for many years.”

Qinglian sighed, already prepared to burn her Dao Fruit.

This place must not be lost. Once the Death Demon escapes, the Netherworld will be attacked from both sides!

At this time.

Qinglian's expression suddenly changed slightly.

After his failed breakthrough, he inexplicably sank into the Burial Sea, but was later rescued by Ke Qingxiu by chance.

After leaving the Burial Sea, he was marked with a new mark and lost his memories of the Burial Sea.

However, everything within the Burial Sea was already in a frozen state, so it's normal that there were no memories.

But at this moment, the mark suddenly felt a burning sensation, like a kind of... anchoring?
Qinglian's heart sank. Was there really a problem with him sinking into the Burial Sea back then?

“This… Fellow Daoist Qinglian? Please wait here for a moment. After I have dealt with this rebellious disciple, I will take you to where you are.”

Luo Xuan smiled.

“We come from similar backgrounds, yet we don’t know why we’ve ended up like this. We shouldn’t be stuck here.”

Qinglian's eyebrows furrowed, but her gaze was not fixed on him.

Luo Xuan suddenly turned around and looked behind him.

It was a dark vortex, a vast ocean of suffering, into which all who were ensnared could neither be redeemed nor freed.

“That madman Mu…” Qinglian murmured.

This guy really did have a backup plan, and that backup plan was... to move the Eye of the Sea of ​​Bitterness directly to the sky above the sealed land!

Luo Xuan burst into loud laughter, his voice booming as he said:

"Though I do not wish to be tainted by the sea of ​​suffering, it does not mean I fear it! The eye of the sea of ​​suffering is one of our goals on this journey. Have you all willingly delivered yourselves to me?"

A pure aura shot straight into the sky, and the thirty-six divine rings around Luo Xuan all evolved into different paths of the Great Dao, as if layers of deep universes were unfolding, and a vast and terrifying aura spread out.

Qinglian's expression changed drastically. This aura was far too powerful. Even the strongest form of the Saint King he had ever seen was probably not as strong as it was!

"Then let's shatter the Eye of the Sea of ​​Bitterness ahead of time and let the Sea of ​​Bitterness engulf this world." Luo Xuan raised his hand and muttered to himself, "I wonder how Honglian will be grateful to me."

A vast and terrifying aura expanded as Luo Xuan made his move, unleashing a towering Dharma form with thirty-seven heads, each with a floating Great Dao Divine Ring behind its head. The sheer magnificence of this aura was enough to shatter the entire Netherworld!

Just as Luo Xuan deliberately avoided the two long rivers of destiny and time, preparing to forcibly shatter the Eye of the Sea of ​​Bitterness—

Luo Xuan suddenly turned around to look.

A figure with an obscure yet powerful aura, like ink gradually darkening, outlined its complete form between heaven and earth.

In the void, the figure stood silently, as if it had merged with the space itself. Its body was covered in armor, and its aura was extremely restrained, as cold as a killing puppet devoid of any emotion.

But Luo Xuan felt an overwhelming pressure emanating from the other party!
That is the domineering power that makes one the only one in all realms, looking down upon and surpassing all ages!
Behind this person, dozens of figures could be vaguely seen standing silently, their outlines blurred but their true forms indistinct, yet they exuded a chilling aura.

The leader spoke, his voice cold and hoarse, as if his throat was still injured, yet his words brooked no argument:
"Before the seven spirits of the Lord of the Underworld determine the victor, the Sea of ​​Bitterness cannot appear in the world."

"Considering this is your first offense, leave quickly, otherwise even if you are Rahu's brother, you cannot bear this karmic consequence."

Luo Xuan remained silent for a moment. He had already avoided time and fate, but there was still a third person blocking his way.

At this moment, he finally erupted, laughing in extreme anger, unleashing a ferocious aura even more intense than that of the Death Demon!

Between heaven and earth, it was as if countless ferocious dragons were soaring into the sky, roaring and howling, all transformed from their rage, sweeping across and destroying everything!
boom--!
Just as Qinglian was reeling, a tremendous roar suddenly came from the vast, cold universe.

Its indescribable sharpness forcefully pierced the boundary membrane of the universe and penetrated into the sea of ​​stars. With just its fall, it annihilated the endless galaxy, and countless stars collapsed!
The netherworld trembled, all spirits prostrated themselves, and their souls trembled!

Even the saints on the front lines couldn't help but turn around abruptly, looking at the vast universe behind them in horror.

This is……

A transcendent being?!

"A mere Netherworld..."

"Just how many dragons and snakes are hiding here? Do they really think they can stop me three times in a row?!"

"Do you all understand the principle of 'things shouldn't happen more than three times'?!"

Under the chilling divine light, Luo Xuan's extremely cold voice resounded throughout the heavens!
With a deafening roar, he grasped the divine weapon, forcefully severing everything, and with the power to shatter this realm, he reforged the chaos!

A terrifying collision erupted, with endless air currents crisscrossing in all directions!
Qinglian was already struggling to intercept them at the edge and prevent the Yanhuang Federation from being harmed!

“Even if Rahu were here, he wouldn’t dare speak to me like that.”

The figure responded coldly, catching the all-shattering divine weapon's edge with its bare hands and holding it in its palm.

next moment!
The dozens of illusory figures behind him made a fierce move, far surpassing the magnificent paths of Luo Xuan's thirty-six Great Daos. The paths they took seemed to be similar!

"Things don't happen more than three times? If there's a fourth time, even Rahu appearing in the world won't save you."

"An eternal history?!"

Luo Xuan was forcibly thrown out of the Netherworld by an overwhelming force, his fierce roar echoing through the air.

"You are Wan Qianqiu?! No, you are the trace of Wan Qianqiu's existence?!"

That Great Ancestor who was as famous as his elder brother, Wan Qianqiu!

His loud laughter echoed throughout the world.

"Good! This tiny Netherworld, this tiny place, actually hides the plans of two Great Dao Ancestors, and the backup plans of several Transcendent beings! Are you so afraid that if you go to the Land of Return to Truth, you will never be able to return? You are truly... scheming!"

Luo Xuan's voice, by the end, was filled with gritted teeth and boundless hatred.

On the front lines of the battlefield.

The front line of the battlefield.

The True Saints from various factions were engaged in a battle with the Holy King and other Saints of the Netherworld, holding an absolute advantage, appearing relaxed, and even having time to make jokes.

After hearing that maniacal laughter, filled with shock and rage, that echoed throughout the world—

An indescribable sense of horror instantly gripped their minds!

Their gazes fell upon the Netherworld, whose boundary was about to be breached, a realm that had been considered theirs for the taking...

It has completely transformed from burning greed into...

As if standing on the edge of an abyss! As if walking on thin ice!
Despite their combined attack and the desperate resistance of the Netherworld Saints, they continued their steady advance, about to enter a realm... what kind of strange things were hidden there?!
The Holy King turned back to look at the realm behind him, and after a long while, he turned around again, surprisingly stepping aside to give way, withdrawing his hand, and sighing softly:
"Gentlemen, I was wrong."

"I shouldn't have stopped you from seeking your own death."

"Very well, let bygones be bygones. If any of you still wish to travel to the Netherworld, we will make way for you."

At his signal, the Saints of the Netherworld, who had just been doing their utmost to block the powerful enemy from beyond the boundary, also... put down their weapons!
Like the Holy King, they stepped aside to make way, thus clearing a path to the Netherworld!
Then none of the powerful figures from each family dared to step forward again.

(End of this chapter)