Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

The Lord of the Way, once proven, is eternally proven.

In his memory, Chen Huangpi saw the entire world become a single line, which was actually his master gathering the timeline.

From now on.

From the beginning of the Celestial Era to the moment of its end.

On this timeline.

The Dao Lord is eternally existent.

Every minute, every second.

If there is an existence that is close to the Dao, manifesting its own Dao fruit and reflecting the long river of time, then one will see that omnipresent and all-encompassing figure.

At this moment.

At the end of time.

There is a door here, and it is entirely gold in color.

Its height and width are unknown.

There are countless seal characters resembling flowers, birds, fish, and insects flowing on it.

This is not the accompanying text on Chen Huangpi.

It was a decree of amnesty from Heaven.

Now, the old Taoist priest, dressed in a dark blue-black robe and patchwork shoes, with an indifferent expression, was surrounded by numerous precious treasures.

There is a Dragon Lock Well, a book on the ground, a stone pagoda, and a Nine-Bell Bell.

Each of these four treasures, taken individually, has reached a level close to the Dao.

Especially the Nine-Bell Bell.

The bell was bursting with power.

Boom boom boom! ! !
The tolling of bells stirred up the river of time.

The space itself was shaken into chaos.

"Chen Shidao, the Celestial Era is almost over."

"How long are you going to hold out?"

One after another, figures appeared above the golden gate, each bearing characters resembling a pardon.

These beings were once Dao Lords as well.

After the fatal blow, they all transformed from Daoist masters into thief masters.

Even so, they are incredibly powerful, far surpassing beings that are almost like the Dao.

Approaching the Tao is always just getting close.

The thief who committed suicide was the one who understood the Dao best.

It cannot be generalized.

One of the thieves cried out from the bottom of his heart: "Chen Shidao, commit suicide! The Azure Heaven is dead, and the Yellow Heaven shall rise. This is the inevitable trend. With your talent and ability, you may very well become the Yellow Heaven Dao Master again!"

At this level, they no longer bother to lie.

Every word came from the bottom of my heart.

Even though they now stand on the opposite side of this Lord of Heaven, they still marvel at his talent and genius.

Some of the thieves sneered, "If he dies along with the heavens, he is going against the tide. So he can stop us for a while, but he can't stop us forever."

"The beginning of an era signifies the end of the previous era."

“We are upstream, and we can proceed from top to bottom; he is downstream, and he can go against the general trend but not against the current.”

The thieves of the past could travel downstream to the next era to cultivate anew, but the Dao Lords of this era, no matter how powerful, could not travel to the past era to kill them.

This is because the past eras and the past Heavenly Way no longer exist.

"Six more anodes, and your death will be imminent."

"On the day the Yellow Heaven descends into the world, whatever your schemes may be, they will all be crushed by us one by one."

Their voices were like the soft, seductive sounds of Taoism.

Even across an entire era, it can still reach here.

"It's noisy."

The Daoist Master frowned slightly and reached out to summon the Nine Separation Bell.

The mad bell immediately began to vibrate.

Boom! !

Boom! !

The bell tolled like the roar of a savage beast.

"I don't want to hear these insects chirping anymore until the upheaval in the world is over."

With a flick of his finger, the Lord of the Azure Heavens.

Then a grayish-white mist entered the Nine-Li Bell.

Then, the Nine-Part Bell became enormous. It trembled, opened its entire body of malevolent eyes, and opened its blood-red maw, which was large enough to devour mountains and rivers. Inside its mouth was a world.

That world was like a kaleidoscope, with layers upon layers of incredibly sharp teeth.

This is not its fruition.

The Nine-Separation Bell is almost a Dao-like existence, but it is not a supreme treasure born from this world.

Rather, it was brought in from outside the world by the Jietian Sect in some unknown way.

"Go, let them hear the Daoist sounds of this Great Ruins."

With a command from the Lord of the Azure Heaven.

The already crazed Jiu Lizhong could no longer hold back and crashed headfirst into the golden gate.

Boom!
The figures that appeared on the door were all knocked away by it and disappeared.

The same applies to the Nine-Part Bell.

It has left the Celestial Era.

They were sent by the Lord of the Azure Heaven to an even more ancient era to fight against the thieves of the old world.

Suddenly, the upstream of this long river of time fell silent.

The Lord of the Azure Heaven sat down cross-legged.

Before Huang Tian descends to earth, he will stay here to block those thieves and prevent them from coming over.

Of course, in reality, these thieves didn't dare to actually come over.

Otherwise, it would be a dead end.

However, they were once in harmony with the Way of Heaven, so it wouldn't be difficult for them to do something underhanded.

For example, conveying secrets to Chen Daoxing that only the master of the thief knew.

However, these are not the reasons why the Heavenly Dao Lord is so cautious, to the point that he personally oversees the upper reaches of the River of Time.

The Heavenly Dao Lord stared indifferently at the golden gate.

He waved his hand.

Above the golden gate, a faint, indistinct outline appeared.

"Disperse."

His voice is the voice of the Tao, and his will is the will of Heaven.

Those outlines vanished on the spot.

This is the power contaminated by that outline resembling countless eyeballs that shrouds the world.

Only by aligning with the Dao can one see that existence.

The Lord of the Azure Heavens shifted his gaze and slowly looked downstream in time.

For countless years, he has silently watched his disciple grow up little by little in this way. There are some things he wants to do and things he must do.

He merged with the heavens, thus becoming the opposite of cultivators.

This is inevitable.

This is also something that the Lord of the Azure Heaven must do.

The self-mutilation of the Dao Lords has made the world incomplete.

The birth of each Thief Master takes away something inexplicable and inexplicable.

Beyond this world, there is another silhouette watching.

The Lord of the Azure Heavens could sense it.

This outline has existed for a very long time, perhaps since some ancient era, it has been eyeing this world—the True Profound Dao Realm!
It wants to devour the True Profound Dao Realm.

That will be the true end.

The Yellow Heaven descended to earth to give birth to humans, born from wombs and eggs, in order to settle scores with the thieves of the past and to repair this world as completely as possible.

But this is not enough.

Chen Huangpi's master was indeed a genius.

In his youth, he was merely a so-called genius; there were others with even greater talent than him.

He became a true immortal at the age of thirteen.

This is to be expected and not something that was unexpected.

But as time went on, the master walked faster and faster, each step steady, until when he looked back, those who were once his equals and even more outstanding had long been left behind.

The master understood that even without the fortuitous encounter that year, when the unborn Huang Tian was being hunted down and fled to him, pitifully begging for his protection, and even without Chen Huangpi, even if he merged with Huang Tian, ​​he still wouldn't be able to truly resolve that outline.

Heaven may be heartless, but people are compassionate.

The master was definitely biased.

He gambled everything on Chen Huangpi.

The Xuanzhen Dao Realm, plus the Taixu World.

Two broken worlds, yet their heavenly principles are one, ascending to a perfect world.

That would give us a chance to resolve that outline.

This is the ruthless side of the master.

On the more compassionate side, all of this was a decision made by the master after Chen Huangpi made his choice.

"Master, my name is Chen Huangpi, not Huang Tian. Can I just be myself?"

"can."

Chen Huangpi wants to be himself.

The master agreed. He would never arrange a predetermined fate for Chen Huangpi, nor would he force him to take that step. He would only silently pave a path to heaven for Chen Huangpi after he made his choice.

"There are only six anode cycles left."

"Huang Pi'er, don't forget to come home when you turn eighteen. Your master will be waiting for you in the Ten Thousand Mountains."

After saying that, a line appeared in the hand of the Heavenly Dao Lord.

watch carefully.

This line represents a period of time.

It was like Chen Huangpi's memories, or perhaps the experiences he had in the Ten Thousand Mountains in the past.

The Lord of the Azure Heaven cut off the beginning and end of this timeline, then trimmed and recombined it before throwing it into the river of time, letting it flow downstream.

……

Time is a river that flows ceaselessly forward.

For the Dao Lord.

Time becomes as clear as the lines on the palm of your hand.

But for aged yellow peel...

He felt that time was passing too slowly.

"Why isn't the anode process finished yet?"

Chen Huangpi tilted his head, looking at the scene in the sky where the sun and moon were indistinguishable, day and night, and felt very irritable.

Three or four days have passed since he emerged from that memory.

Now, he and Du Rugui are heading north in search of the Yin Earth.

“Fellow clansman, look how anxious you are again.”

The brass oil lamp sat on the head of the Weak Water River God and said lazily, "This anode and cathode are different. It will last for nine times before it ends, and each time it will take nine days and nine nights."

"Unless the abbot intervenes, it won't end prematurely."

"Lord Nine Netherworld Lamp is right."

The River God of Weak Water respectfully said, "Even though you were divided into countless parts by that person, your insight is as sharp as ever, and you have revealed the secrets of heaven with just a few words."

"Huh, that's natural."

The brass oil lamp said arrogantly, "Little River God, once I and Chen Huangpi find that Yin Yin place, you won't need to follow us anymore. You can go play by yourself then. If anyone bullies you, just mention my name."

"Even if you die and fall into the Yellow Springs, as long as you recite my true name, the King of the Underworld will give me face."

Hear this.

Du Rugui couldn't help but whisper to Chen Huangpi, "What's wrong with this lamp? It was fine before, but ever since it woke up, it keeps talking about the Nine Netherworld Divine Lamp and this and that."

"And why is it called the Nine Netherworld Lamp, and not the Ten Netherworld Lamp, or the Eight Netherworld Lamp?"

Du Rugui had been listening to the brass oil lamp boasting for days, until his ears were calloused and his head was throbbing with pain.

Any number that is even.

He just endured it.

Chen Huangpi said speechlessly, "It's even more arrogant than me right now. You don't need to worry about it. It will come to its senses when it encounters something even more powerful."

The brass oil lamp has brought back its memories of the past.

Although he hadn't regained any of his strength.

But his arrogance, bordering on the absurd, was not lacking at all.

in a certain sense.

The brass oil lamp is the evil one, while the Nine Netherworld Lamp is normal.

Although the Nine Netherworld Divine Lamp is cold and unapproachable, it has a normal mind and only listens to its master.

But brass oil lamps are so heartwarming.

Remember to eat but not to fight.

"Master was right to divide Huang Er into countless parts."

Chen Huangpi thought to himself, "It has changed a lot since it regained its memories. It feels very unfamiliar to me. It is too arrogant."

At that moment, the sound of the brass oil lamp rang out.

"Family, don't worry about any Yin Earth."

The brass oil lamp patted its chest proudly and said, "I am the Nine Netherworld Divine Lamp, a treasure that our Pure Immortal Temple can send into the top five. At my peak, I was almost at the level of the Dao!"

"With me protecting you, you'll be invincible."

The brass oil lamp felt that it had never felt so good in its life.

Finally, he could hold his head high and reach the pinnacle of his career.

Now it is an existence with almost Daoist memories and knowledge of many secrets, not some broken oil lamp.

If all of its clones were summoned back.

Then it can immediately return to its peak condition.

Chen Huangpi shook his head and couldn't help but say, "Huang Er, I saw what that traitor did to you. Is it possible that he actually planted the seed of betrayal in you?"

"You might betray me at any time."

Back then, Chen Daoxing was expelled from Jingxian Temple by Jiulizhong.

When he left, he did do something to the Nine Netherworld Lamp. Although he couldn't understand it, Chen Huangpi felt that this might be the main reason why the Nine Netherworld Lamp had become like this.

The brass oil lamp scoffed, "That's only because I wasn't very bright back then and let that traitor trick me. Otherwise, I would have turned him into a dead dog."

Despite saying that, the brass oil lamp did have some reservations.

Because it truly doesn't remember what Chen Daoxing did to it.

Now, Chen Huangpi expresses his concerns.

It ignored this, and a thorn rooted deep in its heart immediately began to ache faintly.

"Family member, don't look at me like that."

Seeing that the Void-Piercing Divine Sword beside Chen Huangpi had been revealed, the brass oil lamp quickly explained, "We grew up together since childhood, and we are as close as brothers. If I were to betray you, would I have waited until today?"

Chen Huangpi sneered, "You can't see into someone's heart, how would I know what you're thinking?"

He paused for a moment, then added, "Okay, with the dog-raising manual, I do know what you're thinking, but you're highly suspicious now, and you have to prove your innocence."

"Do I still need to prove my innocence?"

The brass oil lamp, its eyes wide, jumped off the river god's head and hovered in front of Chen Huangpi, shouting, "You, surnamed Chen, are trying to smear me! You're slandering me!"

"If you keep this up, I'm going to tell you all the disgusting things you did back then!"

As soon as these words came out.

The River God of the Weak Water and Du Rugui both pricked up their ears in curiosity.

Chen Huangpi remained calm and said disdainfully, "I was born innocent and I dare to take responsibility for my actions. Who doesn't know that?"

"Good, good, now you're taking responsibility for your actions again."

The brass oil lamp scoffed, "Fine, I bet you almost ate something like that when you were a kid..."

boom! ! ! ! !
Chen Huangpi punched the brass oil lamp on the head.

But when he threw that punch, it was as if he had hit thin air.

The brass oil lamp laughed loudly, "This is called drawing a prison on the ground. It's the signature skill of the Earth Book. It seems like I'm in front of you, but in reality, I'm in a prison. You can't touch me."

After it regained its memory, using the treasures' techniques was not as difficult as before.

Even if there isn't enough lamp oil, it can still do its job.

Next, the brass oil lamp was about to tell the story of how Chen Huangpi almost ate feces when he was a child.

But he hasn't spoken yet.

It was filled with shock and anger, realizing that what came out of its mouth was a dog's bark.

The entire lamp body was stretched out, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a big yellow dog.

"Family member, you can't take a joke, can you!"

The brass oil lamp barked wildly in Chen Huangpi's mind: "If you're so capable, then stop using your dog-raising tricks and let's have a real fight."

Chen Huangpi sneered, "Huang Er, I won't give you the chance to slander me!"

"slander?"

The brass oil lamp shouted, "I'm just repeating what you did, and that's considered slander? If that's the case, you've slandered me quite a few times!"

Hear this.

Chen Huangpi felt guilty, but when he thought about his dark past, he had an urge to strangle the brass oil lamp.

What's even more disgusting is.

The memory of the brass oil lamp has been restored.

It knows more.

It even knows things like peeing in the mud and making its own bowl for eating.

I can't even remember this.

"That's all."

Chen Huangpi sighed and said helplessly, "Huang Er, we are brothers. If we fight amongst ourselves because of that traitor, it will only make our friends suffer and our enemies rejoice. In that case, I will not slander you, and you should not slander me either."

The brass oil lamp said, "You said it yourself, family member. Your credibility with me has long been ruined. I only trust you this one time, so I hope you cherish it."

"You talk as if you have any credibility with me."

Chen Huangpi thought disdainfully, "If you had even a shred of brotherhood, you would never have tattled on me to Master."

"Can that be the same?"

The brass oil lamp said proudly, "I was made by the abbot. I dare not lie in front of the abbot. After all, I can't do anything without the abbot's permission!"

It started showing off its glory again. This actually relieved Chen Huangpi.

Actually, if you think about it carefully, it is true.

If Chen Daoxing could really tamper with the brass oil lamp...

The master wouldn't let it accompany him as he grew up.

Moreover, Huang Er was the first evil spirit in the world.

It is also an external evil.

Perhaps Chen Daoxing originally intended to use the Taixu Divine Nail to turn it into an external evil, but by chance, it ended up gaining humanity instead.

At this moment.

The ghostly voice of the vengeful spirit echoed eerily.

“Master, there’s really no need for all that trouble.”

"Ah Gui, explain yourself more clearly."

Chen Huangpi was very curious. The Ghost of Death never spoke without reason; perhaps it had come up with some idea.

The Soul Reaper said calmly, "Actually, the reason why you are worried that Huang Er has a problem is because you feel that it is too arrogant now and has become completely different from before. There is a very simple way."

"Just one sentence is enough to confirm whether Huang Er is still Huang Er."

"What?"

"The Nine Netherworld Divine Lamp is just a scrap of the Golden Top Heavenly Lamp; even the wick was taken from someone else."

At this point, the Soul Reaper said earnestly, "Huang Er is not as good as Huang Yi!"

Chen Huangpi felt that the words of the Soul-Reaper were as wonderful as the voice of the Great Dao.

His eyes gleamed.

He immediately repeated those words.

next second...

The brass oil lamp was hit where it hurt, and it jumped up and down in anger.

"What do you mean I'm not as good as Huang Yi?"

"They all come from the same furnace, so it's not certain who's who got what."

"What's wrong with me using its wick?"

"That's because I think highly of it!"

The brass oil lamp was frantic, and said to the River God of the Weak Water, "You be the judge, who is stronger between me and Huang Yi?"

The river god of the Weak Water was at a loss.

The Golden Sky Lantern was cast during the Great Qian Dynasty.

When it arrived at the Ten Thousand Mountains, it remained suspended in the Flying Immortal Map, appearing very rarely.

How did the River God of the Weak Water know how powerful it was?

"Old Man Du!"

The brass oil lamp ran up to Du Rugui again and said, "We're old acquaintances. I've told you how powerful I am more than a thousand times these past few days. Say something fair."

It would have been better if it hadn't said anything.

Upon hearing this, Du Rugui became furious and sneered, "Although Huang Er is a whole number, one is one and two is two. One comes before two, which is enough to show that the difference in quality is obvious."

"what!!!"

The brass oil lamp was enraged; it cried out, "You devil!"

"What's wrong, Huang Er?"

The vengeful spirit poked its head out of the Book of Souls and asked with concern, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

The brass oil lamp said emotionally, "They all say I'm not as good as Huang Yi, that my Nine Netherworld Divine Lamp is just a scrap from the Golden Top Heavenly Lamp, and that even the wick is borrowed from someone else. They're so mean! They don't understand my power at all!"

"You are the son of Yama, you are knowledgeable and experienced. Tell me, in what way am I inferior to Huang Yi?"

The brass oil lamp spoke in a very urgent tone.

It was so angry that it lost its mind.

I desperately want someone to speak up for it and give it a fair word.

The Death-Taking Ghost frowned and said to Chen Huangpi, "Master, how can you say such things about Huang Er? If it hadn't gone into those memories, you might really have died there."

Chen Huangpi said guiltily, "I'm sorry, Huang Er, it was my fault."

The brass oil lamp sneered incessantly; it was too late for it to apologize now.

There's a ghost who speaks the truth.

She didn't need his insincere comfort.

But then the ghost said, "Master, you are indeed wrong. Huang Er and Huang Yi were originally one lamp. Isn't the Nine Netherworld Lamp the Golden Heavenly Lamp? There is no question of superiority or inferiority."

"Huang Er, oh no, Huang Yi, don't you think so?"

"..."

The brass oil lamp's eyes turned red, and it roared as it charged towards the vengeful ghost: "Chen Huangpi, don't stop me! Today I'm going to fight this ghost to the death!"

What do you mean by saying that it and Huang Yi were originally the same lamp?

It would rather die than admit to this.

Although in my memory...

Huang Yi's identity was actually switched with his own.

Huang Yi is humane, but I am cold-hearted.

Huang Yi often mocked himself for this.

Or rather, the things I said to Huang Yi later were things that Huang Yi had always been mocking me for.

Two lamps produced from one furnace.

Even among twins, it's necessary to determine who is older and who is younger.

They should not be confused.

……

And at this moment.

Meanwhile, in the capital city of Dakang.

The extraordinary phenomenon of the sun and moon shining together filled countless gods and cultivators with terror.

This is the third time.

Moreover, the intervals are very short.

Few people knew that this represented the existence of the Yang polarity, and most cultivators and gods believed that it might be a sign of the impending destruction of heaven and earth.

The Hall of Nourishing Heart.

A breeze swept through the hall, ruffling Emperor Da Kang's hair.

He stood with his hands behind his back, silently watching this strange sight at the entrance of the main hall.

Behind him stood Xuan Yangzi, a Taoist priest from the Jie Tian Sect.

"Immortal Master, there are still six more times to reach the extreme of Yang."

Emperor Da Kang exclaimed, "Truly, the power of heaven and earth is immense! I wonder if the immortal master can change the world and make this strange phenomenon disappear?"

"Your Majesty overestimates me."

Xuan Yangzi shook his head slightly, waved his hand, and the gust of wind vanished instantly.

This was easy for him.

But it could be replaced by an unusual phenomenon in the heavens and earth...

Xuan Yangzi couldn't help but say, "Even if a true immortal were to descend to earth, they could only watch like you and me. Or rather, only in the face of these extraordinary celestial phenomena would a true immortal realize the weakness of mortals."

The Emperor of Dakang was unconvinced and said to himself, "An immortal is an immortal. How can they be compared to mortals? If I could become an immortal, I would be willing to abandon the millions of ordinary people of Dakang."

"Your Majesty will have the opportunity to become an immortal."

Xuan Yangzi smiled faintly, but a hint of contempt flashed in his eyes.

Emperor Da Kang was just a minor figure. When he saw a cultivator like him who had not yet become an immortal, he addressed him as "Immortal Master." How could such a person be worthy of becoming an immortal?

It means that after the cataclysmic changes in the world ended, a new path appeared.

This person has no chance at all.

Because he wouldn't live to see that time, and if he were to become a god on the spot, he wouldn't have any chance at all.

To be honest, only the Emperor of the Great Kang Dynasty was obedient.

Do whatever you're told.

Over the years, he has been spreading the method of cultivating popularity.

Moreover, they were extremely respectful to these Taoist priests.

If he did anything slightly wrong and angered them, they would have destroyed his spirit long ago and replaced him with a new emperor.

"This humble Taoist priest is about to depart."

Xuan Yangzi said calmly, "I left a back door on Du Rugui. Now it's time to follow the clues and get rid of Chen Huangpi."

Emperor Da Kang asked in surprise, "Why not wait until this strange phenomenon disappears?"

Xuan Yangzi said in a deep voice, "Because this strange phenomenon will continue for a long time, I can still sense its general direction. If it drags on for too long, then Chen Huangpi will be nowhere to be found."

Before the unusual phenomenon of the sun and moon appearing in the same sky occurred.

When he extracted Du Rugui's immortal energy, he searched through his soul.

He knew that Chen Huangpi was going to some Yin-Yang Land, which was also known as the Nine Seas.

That was once the only way to reach the Great Qian Dynasty.

After crossing the Nine Seas and traversing the Three Mountains, one can reach the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty.

But that road has long been cut off.

Otherwise, Xuan Yangzi would also try to use this route to return to Daqian.

“Immortal Master, I remember you once said that we must find out why Chen Huangpi’s surname is Chen before we can take action.”

Emperor Dakang pondered for a moment and said, "So, you've figured it out?"

Xuan Yangzi said, "It's hard to say, but this person is really not like the Chen people I know. His behavior is eccentric and his speech is incoherent. If he didn't look like a normal person, I would think he was an evil person."

"Moreover, there was a lamp next to him."

"I remember now, it's the lamp on his waist."

Emperor Da Kang had met Chen Huangpi before, so he naturally remembered his appearance clearly.

Chen Huangpi had a tattered oil lamp hanging from his waist.

There's nothing strange about it.

He narrowed his eyes: "This lamp, could it be some kind of extraordinary treasure?"

Xuan Yangzi shook his head and said, "I reckon it's just a replica, but since it can talk, it should be considered a low-grade magic weapon."

The war between the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty and the Immortal Realm is not over.

All immortals will be summoned to participate in this war, fighting and killing each other to seize invaluable spiritual energy and rare treasures.

The Golden Sky Lantern appeared on that battlefield.

At that time, the entire Great Qian Dynasty was thrown into an uproar.

Everyone thought that being had returned.

Because the Golden Sky Lantern was forged by that person in the Great Qian Dynasty, only that person can make this lantern obey orders.

However, that being did not return.

Moreover, the Golden Sky Lantern had long since transformed into an evil entity, appearing only once before disappearing.

After that, the Great Qian Dynasty began to imitate the Golden-Topped Sky Lantern.

Of course, the materials, specifications, and capabilities are vastly different, but in the current Great Qian Dynasty, such bronze and brass lamps are sufficient.

If you don't have this kind of lamp treasure on you.

After nightfall, it becomes impossible to move an inch.

Xuan Yangzi deduced that since Chen Huangpi was carrying this lamp, he must be a person from the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty.

They were cultivators from the Tai Sui sect.

His surname is Chen, which should just be a coincidence.

Otherwise, if he were truly a person surnamed Chen, how could he possibly have come to this barren land?

As such.

This is the secret that Xuan Yangzi has carefully figured out over the past few days.

Xuan Yangzi said calmly, "However, this person's methods are indeed extraordinary. When I make a move, I always aim for a single, decisive strike. In the next few days, Your Majesty should keep a close eye on that Guangmu Evil God and make sure he doesn't go hungry."

"I will never let the Immortal Master down."

Emperor Da Kang breathed a sigh of relief and cupped his hands, saying, "May the Immortal Master's wish be fulfilled and may he return soon."

Xuan Yangzi nodded, responded, and then disappeared.

Although he had taken away the immortal energy from Du Rugui and his strength was greater than before, he would not be so arrogant as to go and deal with Chen Huangpi alone.

Accompanying him were other Taoists from the Jietian Sect.

Only three people remained to guard the Three Talents Formation.

However, he naturally wouldn't tell these things to the Emperor of Da Kang.

After all, the bronze door was destroyed.

It is precisely by using a mix of truth and deception that the Emperor of Dakang can be at ease; otherwise, if he were to harbor any improper thoughts, it could lead to a grave mistake.

However, Xuan Yangzi was unaware of this.

After he left.

Emperor Dakang's expression turned cold.

"What I fear is not Chen Huangpi, but you, the immortal master of the Jietian Sect..."

"I am constantly hoping that you will all die."

"Otherwise, how could my plans be implemented?"

The Emperor of Dakang roared inwardly, "What's the point of becoming an immortal? I am the Son of Heaven! I will gamble with the heavens! I will bet on who will be the true protagonist after this cataclysmic event ends!"

……

The Song family, the Li family, the Meng family, and the Han family.

At this moment, among the four great families...

The patriarchs of the aristocratic families had already sensed something was wrong.

The evil spirit that should have been led to the capital by the Liu family at this time has yet to arrive.

Even the people sent by the Liu family have disappeared without a trace.

Their life tablets were all extinguished.

"Was it Chen Huangpi who made the move?"

The first person the Song family patriarch thought of was Chen Huangpi. There was no other reason than that this man was like a reincarnation of a jinx, killing people with a chilling scalp.

Available in the next second.

The Song family patriarch denied himself again: "He left the capital long ago. Besides, he only associates with the Wang family father and son. If the Wang family father and son asked him to take action, why would he kill any evil spirits instead of us?"

That makes perfect sense.

"Your Majesty?"

The Song family patriarch frowned; he felt this was the most likely answer.

The emperor in the palace is too cunning and ruthless; perhaps this is a warning to them.

But at this moment.

The Song family patriarch's heart stirred.

He received a message from Chen Yi, an undercover agent in the palace.

His Majesty's secret guards are secretly capturing cultivators, seemingly intending to turn them into Golden Core puppets and Nascent Soul puppets, and frantically mining the god-making mud in the passageway of the imperial mausoleum outside the capital.

For a moment, the Song family patriarch fell silent.

He suddenly realized that killing the Liu family members and dealing with the evil spirit might not have been His Majesty's doing.

Because His Majesty is never so straightforward in his actions.

At this critical juncture, this is something that happens once in a lifetime.

It immediately comes to mind His Majesty.

"Perhaps it was that evil spirit that killed the Liu family members."

The Song family patriarch stopped trying to figure out the truth of the matter and made a judgment: "His Majesty has increased the stakes, and my Song family must follow suit! Even if it means betting the entire Song family, we must gamble with him to the very end."

He was scared, really scared.

There might still be room for maneuver if the Song family doesn't get involved.

Once you get involved, you become a gambler sitting at the gambling table.

Gamblers are the most prone to getting carried away and losing their minds. Once they sit down at the table, they either lose everything and even their lives, or they win big and build a fortune in one fell swoop.

At the same time, this decision by the Song family patriarch...

It also happened at three other venues.

However, the Li, Meng, and Han families were rather cunning.

These gamblers didn't follow the Emperor of Da Kang, but instead followed the Song family patriarch.

They did whatever the Song family patriarch did.

Compared to His Majesty, what they were actually more worried about was that the Song family patriarch had become the ultimate winner.

……

the other side.

Chen Huangpi and the others have now arrived at the northernmost estuary of Dakang.

The waves surged, and the sea returned to its nest.

"Is this the ocean?"

Smelling the salty, fishy smell in the air, Chen Huangpi frowned and said, "It doesn't even look as magnificent as the Weak Water River in the Ten Thousand Mountains, Huang Er, don't you think so..."

“Fellow clansman, what are you saying? There’s no Huang Er here.”

The brass oil lamp said in a sarcastic tone, "Huang Er is already dead, didn't you say so?"

It's furious right now.

His mind was filled with thoughts of who was more powerful, himself or Huang Yi.

Even if others don't say it, it has to make comparisons itself.

But after comparing it again and again, it despairingly discovered that it was indeed much worse than Huang Yi.

It was as if I had regained my memories.

Their status at Jingxian Temple wasn't that high.

Dongzhen goes without saying; he's number one in attacking and killing.

Jiulizhong and Dongzhen are evenly matched, either ranking second or first.

The golden-topped sky lantern jumps back and forth between the first and second positions.

As for myself.

Above him was a stone pagoda and a Dragon-Locking Well.

These two are definitely a bit better than me.

The brass oil lamp may not care if other treasures are more powerful than itself, but it absolutely cannot tolerate Huang Yi being stronger than it.

Du Rugui then took out a compass.

He frowned, calculated with his fingers, and determined that the Yin Earth was located somewhere in the sea.

But now the sun and moon shine in the same sky.

For a moment, he was unable to accurately calculate the approximate location based on the red moon's trajectory.

At this moment, the River God of the Weak Water spoke up: "Lord Nine Netherworld Lamp, and Chen Huangpi, I have brought you here. According to the agreement, shouldn't you release me from the Dog-Taming Scripture and set me free?" (End of Chapter)