Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

"Ah Gui, think of something!"

"I'm thinking about it, I'm thinking about it!"

The vengeful spirit closed its eyes, constantly thinking of a way to break the deadlock.

But after thinking it over and over, I pondered it for a long time.

I just can't come up with a solution.

The deity from Taixu was truly as if he were dead.

But His body could block the path between Gan Yuan and Tang Gu.

Even true immortals died in Gan Yuan.

Such a powerful being is truly a cause for despair.

The Soul-Reaping Ghost sighed and said bitterly, "This deity of the Primordial Void is probably even more powerful than my father. I don't know why he appeared here, or why he died here."

Chen Huangpi eagerly awaited the ghost's suggestion.

But this is what I got in return.

He immediately felt dejected, as if he could cry out to heaven and earth in vain.

This time, we're really going to be trapped here to die.

The father of the Soul-Taking Demon is the Ninth King of Hell.

That was the pinnacle of true immortality, with one hand almost touching the threshold of the Dao.

In other words.

This deity of the Great Void is also close to the Dao.

It's just unknown whether the deity of Taixu will be unaffected when he goes to the Xuanzhen Dao Realm.

The Heavenly Dao of Taixu is different from the Heavenly Dao of Xuanzhen Dao Realm.

The "right" path may not be suitable for different worlds.

but no matter.

Chen Huangpi felt completely lost.

This is not much different from the time he fought Chen Daoxing in the river god's memory.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and comforted them, "Agui, Huang Er, Fox Mountain God, don't be afraid. My coffin is safe. As long as we don't go out, I think that god shouldn't be able to cause any trouble."

Who cares if the sky falls and the earth collapses outside?

The coffin is the safest place.

The fox mountain god clapped his hands instinctively and said, "That's right, the coffin is our tortoise shell. As long as we shrink inside, no matter how many tricks the gods have, they can only watch helplessly."

"Pah! What turtle shell!"

The brass oil lamp exclaimed, "You mean we should cower like turtles?"

The fox mountain god was taken aback for a moment, then quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, it won't come to that. I was just using an analogy. Besides, turtles can swim, but we can't."

"That's worse than hiding in a turtle!"

Chen Huangpi said angrily, "This won't work, that won't work, are we really going to be trapped here and die?"

Since entering this abyss, I haven't encountered a single thing that goes my way.

First, there were those strange, ghostly things that could transform into other people's appearances.

Then came the dead immortals.

Then the body of the evil Buddha emerged.

Now, even the gods of Taixu have appeared.

"This Gan Yuan is truly a dead end!"

Chen Huangpi pressed his forehead, gripping the Void-Piercing Divine Sword, pondering how to leave.

Right now, all he knows is that he is in the deepest part of Ganyuan, and that if he goes up, he should be able to climb out of this hellish place.

At the very least, that's how they got in.

But with that deity outside, Chen Huangpi truly dared not act rashly.

Suddenly, the vengeful spirit remembered something.

It looked at the brass oil lamp, as if it wanted to say something but hesitated.

Upon seeing this, Chen Huangpi immediately asked, "Agui, if you have something to say, just say it."

The Soul-Reaping Ghost frowned and said, "Master, those ghostly things said earlier that their purpose was to awaken this Primordial Deity so that Huang Er, the immortal being, could achieve immortality."

Upon hearing this, the brass oil lamp widened its eyes and said urgently, "You thick-browed, big-eyed devil, I consider you family, but you treat me like I'm not human."

What does "awakening" mean?

"That's fusion!"

The brass oil lamp cried out, "I have merged with Him; He has awakened, but what about me?"

"Since it's a fusion, it must be a completely new being. Perhaps you two are half and half."

"Half and half of a fart!"

The brass oil lamp's hands traced the proud curves of the mountain peaks: "Don't tell me you didn't see it. Okay, Chen Huangpi probably didn't notice, but that deity is female, and I am male!"

"There has always been the interaction of Yin and Yang, not the fusion of Yin and Yang."

"He doesn't despise me, but I despise Him!"

The brass oil lamp was really getting a bit irritated.

It doesn't want to become some kind of neither-yin-yang, neither-yang nor-male, neither-mother nor-female thing.

Isn't that close to the Tao?

It's as if no one is immune to this.

Fox Mountain Kagura, standing to the side, grinned from ear to ear and egged on, saying, "Huang Er, have you lost your mind? You're a lamp! Lamps don't have male or female forms. You won't lose out if you merge with that deity."

"I only hope that after you become the Mother Goddess, you will still remember the kindness of your brothers."

It would have been better if it hadn't said anything, because mentioning the brass oil lamp made it even angrier, its eyes practically spitting fire.

"You damned fox! I'll fight you to the death!"

"Ah, Chen Huangpi, save me!"

"Huang Er, Fox Mountain God, stop fooling around!"

Chen Huangpi quickly pulled the two apart and said to the Ghost of Death, "Ghost, you always speak with a purpose. Since you say this, you must have your reasons. I think you don't actually want Huang Er to merge, do you?"

"My lord, you understand me best."

The Soul Reaper said seriously, "We are currently floating above the head of the Taixu God. We even opened the coffin earlier, but He didn't make any unusual moves from beginning to end."

"Huang Er, who can awaken Him, is even closer."

"Therefore, I think that even if He is not completely dead, He is not far off."

In fact, by this time, the Soul Reaper had already roughly figured out some of his thoughts.

What kind of immortal creature is a brass oil lamp?

This may be related to the fact that its essence is an evil transformation of external evil.

As for this deity, it must be a cultivator.

In a sense, the essence of a brass oil lamp is certainly superior to that of a cultivator.

The power of the Heavenly Dao of Taixu transformed into external evil.

When external evils take the form of objects or things, they become long-lived beings.

What follows is what those ghostly things say: it should merge with the cultivator and become a completely new life.

The Soul Reaper said in a deep voice, "I think this god must have merged with the immortal species, and those ghostly things were brought here by this god, or created by it, to find something that can awaken Him."

"But this is not Taixu."

"Among the immortal species, it seems that there is only Huang Er. Huang Yi should not even be considered one."

"Let Huang Er talk to Him."

"If we can talk, then everything will be fine; if we can't, then we'll just hide in our coffins and wait."

"Once the upheaval in the world ends, there will naturally be an opportunity to leave."

There are actually only about four hundred years left until the end of the cataclysmic changes in the world.

Whether these four hundred years or more are truly four hundred years or simply a matter of time following Chen Huangpi's age is hard to say.

After all, Chen Huangpi would suddenly grow a little bigger at each stage of his cultivation.

If one were to master both the Five Organs Refining Spirit Method and the Yin-Yang Harmony Transformation Spirit Technique, it wouldn't be impossible to jump to eighteen years old in an instant.

So the vengeful ghost isn't in a hurry at all.

Even if we wait another 18,000 years, it won't be a big deal for the creatures of the Yellow Springs Underworld.

In the underworld, someone who is hundreds of thousands of years old is considered young.

The brass oil lamp was a little scared: "Ah Ghost, I actually agree with your idea, but what if He doesn't talk to me and takes me away and merges with me as soon as I show my face?"

"Besides, I'm not good at reasoning with women!"

Heaven knows, only two women have ever entered Jingxian Temple throughout history.

One is Granny Yu, and the other is Song Qiuyue.

Let's not even talk about the former; the latter died a truly tragic death.

The brass oil lamp had never even seen the mother lamp, so how could it possibly have any dealings with the goddess of Taixu?

"Let me do it!"

Chen Huangpi took a deep breath and said, "Huang Er, you stay in the coffin and hide. I'll go out and talk to Him. Anyway, your life is in our hands. Even if you die, we can't let Him have it easy!"

"good."

The brass oil lamp angrily said, "I was born a lamp of the Pure Immortal Temple, and I will die a ghost of the Suppressing Immortal Temple. If He doesn't give in, then I'll play a game of self-destruction with this little wench!"

"Remember to tell the abbot that I have done a good deed, and ask him to revive me as soon as possible."

Having said that, the brass oil lamp opened its body, revealing a wick inside that seemed to burn forever.

A person without a heart will die, and a lamp without a wick will also die.

The brass oil lamp was prepared to do something that would harm others without benefiting itself.

Seeing that it had such awareness.

Without further hesitation, Chen Huangpi immediately opened the coffin, crawled out, and then closed it again, leaving only a crack for the three things inside to peek in.

outside.

There has been almost no change from before.

The moonlight, flowing like water, is still everywhere.

Beneath the lake formed by the moonlight.

The deity of Taixu remained in its post-death posture.

Majestic, solemn, and imbued with divinity.

Fortunately, the deity was wearing a crown that covered half of its face, and its body was so enormous that Chen Huangpi couldn't see its full appearance; otherwise, they probably wouldn't have been able to talk.

But how to start the conversation is a problem.

Unconsciously, Chen Huangpi glanced down at the three pairs of eyes in the coffin.

“Lord, weren’t you stillborn too? Why don’t you talk to Him about what it’s like after death?”

"Ask Him how He died."

"Also, how long has He been dead?"

“I think He would definitely be interested.”

"Okay! Leave it to me!"

Chen Huangpi patted his chest, then sat on the coffin and said to the deity below, "Hello, my name is Chen Huangpi. I've been dead for a long time. If you're not quite dead yet, how about we have a chat?"

The enormous deity below did not respond.

The lake surface was as calm as a mirror.

Chen Huangpi was surprised: "He is ignoring me. Could it be that, as Agui said, he has lost the incredible power he had in his previous life?"

"In that case, shall we leave?"

The vengeful spirit tentatively asked, "Master, you should be able to control this coffin, right?"

Chen Huangpi said, "It's hard to say, but I'll give it a try."

Coffins are not magical treasures.

Chen Huangpi never experienced any so-called refining or connection of minds.

However, he also possesses the Evil Eye.

Thinking of this, Chen Huangpi stretched out his palm, and saw the flesh and skin of his palm writhing. Then, an evil eye broke free from the flesh and attached itself to the coffin.

The Evil Eye can control everything.

Chen Huangpi had used it before, but he was too weak back then. Even the Shadow of Yama could only control one arm, and he had to rely on sheer force to build it up.

After the evil eye attached itself to the coffin.

A strange feeling filled his heart.

Chen Huangpi could sense all the secrets of this coffin.

In a daze.

He saw a tree.

The tree was extremely tall, with lush branches and leaves, and its trunk was as straight as a pillar reaching to the sky.

That's Jianmu.

But the Jianmu tree had died at some unknown time.

After it died, its trunk was cut down and used to make a coffin.

Furthermore, this coffin was not made recently.

It existed long, long ago, when the master attained enlightenment.

goooo...

Chen Huangpi swallowed.

His face was somewhat pale, and he sensed that he wasn't the first person to lie down in this coffin.

Before me, there was another being in this coffin.

Moreover, the light can sense this place.

An overwhelming sense of fear welled up in Chen Huangpi's heart.

He almost jumped up.

My instinct was to stay far away from that coffin.

"Family member, what's wrong?"

"No...nothing..."

Chen Huangpi's voice was dry. He wiped the cold sweat from his face and quickly put those thoughts out of his mind. Then, without using his evil eye to sense the secrets of the coffin, he directly tried to activate it.

gradually……

The coffin began to tremble.

It looks like it's about to ascend to heaven.

Chen Huangpi breathed a sigh of relief: "I can control this coffin, and it feels very easy. It really is just an inanimate object. If it weren't extremely miraculous, it would be no different from an ordinary coffin."

Of course, this coffin is a bit heavy.

It was as if they were being sucked in by the water surface formed by the moonlight.

And as the coffin shook, ripples spread across the water's surface.

The ripples spread outwards.

Whenever a ripple appears, the scene beneath the water becomes blurred and uncertain.

The brass oil lamp trembled with fear.

It feared that Chen Huangpi's actions might disturb the Taixu deity below, who was not quite dead.

And this time.

I don't know if it was my imagination or my eyes playing tricks on me.

As those ripples spread.

Suddenly, the brass oil lamp saw that the Taixu deity beneath the water had eight outstretched, crystal-clear jade arms, corresponding to the eight directions, seemingly converging towards the center.

At the center is the top of the head of this Taixu deity.

That is, the location of the coffin.

"No, it's not an illusion!"

The brass oil lamp shrieked, "Chen Huangpi, stop! This deity isn't really dead! He's moving! He's moving!"

Hear this.

Chen Huangpi felt a chill run down his spine and immediately stopped manipulating the coffin.

But then, with a soft "plop,"...

The coffin, which had been suspended above the lake, fell heavily back down.

There was a crash.

The ripples on the water's surface spread out in concentric circles.

The movements of the Taixu deity beneath the water's surface also changed as the ripples spread.

The eight arms were indeed closing together in the middle.

Chen Huangpi watched this scene with growing anxiety.

"Evil Eye!!!"

Chen Huangpi stomped his foot suddenly.

The evil eye appeared directly on his face, tearing open from beneath his skin with a ripping sound.

"Order it for me!"

Chen Huangpi pointed his finger like a sword at the ripples on the lake.

The evil eye suddenly widened, and its pupils contracted.

However, it didn't work at all.

The ripples continued to spread in concentric circles.

Chen Huangpi said incredulously, "My Evil Eye can control everything, even the coffin my master made, but it can't do anything about the ripples on the water?"

This is unprecedented.

The brass oil lamp's expression became incredibly complex: "My family, Ghost, Fox Mountain God, you all need to think of a solution! I don't want to become a Yin-Yang lamp!"

If it weren't for the coffin, it wouldn't have fallen into the water.

It felt that it would surely fall into the water formed by the moonlight and merge with the Taixu deity.

No wonder those ghosts only wanted to lure me to the depths of this abyss.

So what if there's no coffin?

Even if one possesses extraordinary abilities, one can only fall into the trap set by this deity.

The Soul Reaper gritted its teeth and said, "This lake is nothing but moonlight. Logically, the Master's evil eye should be able to control it, so why..."

"If you can't control it, then try my Heavenly Tribulation!"

Chen Huangpi gritted his teeth, and a sea of ​​lightning suddenly appeared in his eyes.

next second.

The lightning bolts, brimming with destructive power, struck the water's surface directly.

However, after the thunderbolt disappeared into the water...

Immediately, something incredible happened.

Under the water.

The spread of the lightning became incredibly slow, even slower than a tortoise crawling.

The key is.

Chen Huangpi could unleash a thunderbolt in an instant.

The lightning above the water had dissipated.

On the contrary, the thunder beneath the water's surface still existed.

"Ask Chi Xie!"

The Soul-Reaping Ghost suddenly said, "The Crimson Demon is the master of the Lesser Crimson Heaven. With its former level of power, it should be able to figure it out."

"I almost forgot about it!"

Since refusing to hand over his body to Chi Xie last time, Chen Huangpi has never entered the Liver Temple again.

After all, 40% of Chi Xie's power now belongs to the Chen family.

The remaining 60% are hoarded like misers.

Chen Huangpi, of course, was too lazy to argue with him about the reasons behind it.

Inside the Liver Temple.

A raging sea of ​​blood burned.

Chen Huangpi's mind had just entered into it.

The face of the Crimson Demon materialized, and he said expressionlessly, "Isn't this Chen Huangpi? Long time no see, here to trick me out of my power again?"

"No, I didn't come for your power."

"hehe."

Chi Xie sneered repeatedly: "If you're not trying to trick me out of my power, it seems you've run into trouble."

Although it doesn't come into contact with dried tangerine peel very often.

But I had already seen through this person perfectly long ago.

They don't burn incense on ordinary days, but they seek help from Buddha in times of crisis.

Does he really think he's some kind of good person who would willingly help him?

It's ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous.

It's already been thought out.

After Chen Huangpi recounted what had happened, he first feigned shock, then pressed for details, acting as if he cared a lot, before finally refusing outright.

Then, they can also blackmail Chen Huangpi in turn.

Trick him into giving back some of his power.

Otherwise, this bizarre liver temple, before long, might really transform itself into the main god of the liver temple.

Chen Huangpi, unaware of Chi Xie's thoughts, quickly said, "I am currently trapped in Gan Yuan and have encountered something incredible. Can you help me see what is going on?"

The mere mention of the name Gan Yuan completely disrupted Chi Xie's train of thought.

Are you sure you're in Gan Yuan right now?

"Is it the Gan Yuan in the Nine Seas? Is there a road that leads to the Gan Yuan in Tang Valley?"

"Yes, that's Gan Yuan!"

"very good!!!"

Chi Xie's face lit up with excitement: "Excellent! Superb! Tell me, what do you need me to do? Don't worry, I won't betray you. No one in this world understands Gan Yuan better than me!"

"You've come to the right place!"

He was so excited that he became incoherent.

It even has a hint of madness.

Chen Huangpi hesitated for a moment and said, "Chi Xie, how about we call it quits? I don't really trust you." "No, you really trust me this time!"

Chi Xie said seriously, "If you are worried, just project my mind out like last time. I can answer any question about the secrets in Gan Yuan with just one glance."

"Well... that's the only way."

Chen Huangpi couldn't understand why Chi Xie was so agitated.

But I figured that if I just let him keep his mind on the outside and observe, even if he had any ulterior motives, I could cut them off immediately.

In short, nothing can be changed.

In less than a breath.

Chen Huangpi opened his eyes.

Beside him, a flame, as red as blood, began to burn.

Amidst the flames, Chi Xie opened his eyes.

It saw everything around it.

Then, it fell silent...

"Chi Xie, why aren't you saying anything?"

Chen Huangpi said, "Didn't you say that you could answer my questions no matter what I see?"

Chi Xie stared at Chen Huangpi and said, word by word, "I'll answer your questions? I'd rather you answer mine! Is this Gan Yuan? Where is that bright moon? And who is trapped and killed in the light of time?"

“It wasn’t like this when I went down to the mortal realm last time.”

Although Chi Xie has become a demon, he is no longer the Little Lord of Chi Tian.

But after all, it was once an existence that reached the pinnacle of true immortality.

With its keen eyesight, it could immediately discern the terrifying power of Gan Yuan.

Or rather, this is not Gan Yuan at all.

This thing is alive!

The Soul-Reaping Ghost asked, "Chi Xie, the past is the past, and the present is the present. Just as you have changed your name to Chi Xie, Gan Yuan is naturally different now as well."

"Tell me clearly what this time is all about."

"You little devil, Yama!"

Chi Xie glanced coldly at the Soul Reaper and said indignantly, "You are just as rude as those Yama Kings. As for this time, can't you see it?"

"There is an unspeakable being who used astonishing means to seize time and trap this god below here."

"He may seem to be only a thin layer of water away from you, within easy reach, but in reality, He is a distance that has existed for an unknown amount of time."

"A drop of water can last for ten thousand years!"

"So that's it."

Chen Huangpi suddenly realized.

His evil eye can control everything, except time.

Because time is a concept that governs the movement and progress of all things.

Essentially, the river of time is just a form of manifestation.

On this lake, time is normal.

The calm lake surface represents a pause in time.

The ripples, one after another, represent the flow of time.

Or rather, before Chen Huangpi and the others arrived, this calm water was actually a cage called Time, imprisoning this dead Taixu deity.

Now, trouble is brewing on the water.

As time moved forward, the gods of Taixu naturally took action.

Perhaps at this moment.

As far as this deity of the Great Void is concerned.

He is approaching Chen Huangpi, and it is even possible that He actually heard what Chen Huangpi said.

And His actions, His responses.

It's unknown how long it will take before we can truly perceive anything on the water's surface.

"Wait a minute, where did this god come from?"

Chi Xie suddenly spoke, staring intently at the deity beneath the water's surface.

Its life is incredibly long.

I have seen many beings who are close to the Tao.

Before the cataclysmic changes in the world, it had visited the Yellow Springs and the Great Qian Dynasty.

In reality, there are only a handful of incredibly powerful beings with names and identities.

The deity before it was one it had never seen before.

Furthermore, it felt extremely strange.

It seemed as if it were completely out of place in this world.

"This is an external evil..."

Chi Xie squinted and said, "But why would beings from outside the realm come to the Xuanzhen Dao Realm, and be killed by that bright moon? Where is the original bright moon now?"

It had heard about the King of the Underworld from Chen Huangpi.

They naturally knew that the sun and moon had long been replaced.

"not good!"

As if realizing something, Chi Xie quickly said, "This place is terrifying! We must leave immediately, this is not something we can or should be near!"

Having said that, it subconsciously manipulated the projection to fly upwards.

They had just taken off when...

A sudden pulling force tore it apart in an instant.

Inside the Liver Temple.

Chi Xie's expression changed drastically: "Is it this deity that's affecting this place, or is it that the resurrected Gan Yuan is unwilling to let anyone out?"

Soon, Chen Huangpi projected it again.

This time, he spoke first: "If you want to leave, you have to control the coffin."

"If you want to control the coffin, ripples will appear on the water."

“When ripples appear on the water, it means that time is flowing, and the speed at which the gods appear will increase.”

"This is clearly a dead end."

Chen Huangpi felt increasingly troubled, and he truly didn't know what to do.

The deities of Taixu are indeed no different from being dead.

Because He was trapped in time.

They can't even get out.

But by some strange twist of fate, the water surface sucked the coffin in.

If one wants to escape, one can only gamble that even after escaping, the deity will still be trapped in the Lake of Time.

Chi Xie said, "You think this is a dead end? If we don't leave, then it's a real dead end!"

"What do you take Gan Yuan for?"

"It is the place where the bright moon returns to its nest."

"The sun and moon revolve, and time flies like an arrow."

"These rules of heaven and earth cannot be altered even by beings who are close to the Dao; otherwise, they will surely perish and their Dao will be extinguished."

Gan Yuan is alive now, and Chi Xie has not made any unusual moves, though he doesn't know why.

But it knew very well that once Gan Yuan actually started moving...

Then you can forget about going out again.

There is only one way to die!
"Damn it! I'll bet with Him!"

The brass oil lamp shouted, "A living person can't be held back by urinating! Let's take a gamble; if we can escape, we'll make a huge profit!"

"I still have two evil eyes here!"

"Master, take them all!"

"And here I am too, I have one here as well."

"I'll lend you another half of my strength."

"Then let's go for it!"

Chen Huangpi has no other choice but to gamble right now.

Whether this Taixu deity is good or bad is unknown. Even if we can talk, will we be able to continue the conversation properly now that He has come out?
Besides, if we can't reach an agreement, are we really going to hide in a coffin until the cataclysmic changes in the world end?

There's also Gan Yuan, whom Chi Xie fears.

And its seemingly vaguely understood great terror.

These mysterious secrets, like a fog, made Chen Huangpi not want to linger here for even a moment longer.

He still has so much to do.

Now that the Six Yin Gods have emerged, it is time to seek out the main deity of the Heart Temple.

Then comes the Spleen Temple, the Yang Spirit, and finally the Lung Temple.

Eighteen thousand years later, the cataclysmic changes in the world came to an end.

Chen Huangpi needs to fully recover before then, otherwise he won't be able to return to the Ten Thousand Mountains and will only face death.

"Get up!!!"

Chen Huangpi clapped his hands, and a total of five evil eyes attached themselves to the coffin.

The coffin was shaking.

Moreover, it contains half of the power contributed by Chi Xie.

Chen Huangpi felt as if his strength had broken through to a new level.

Rumble…

The coffin slowly rose from the water.

The ripples spread wildly in concentric circles.

The brass oil lamp observed that the lightning beneath the water's surface was spreading at twice the speed.

Then look in all directions.

The eight arms of the Taixu deity were almost touching the water's surface, as if they could extend from the water at any moment.

"Look!"

The vengeful spirit nearly lost its voice: "The deity's hair is moving..."

Chen Huangpi's eyes were tightly closed.

He slammed his hands on the coffin.

All the power was poured into it.

Above the coffin, the dense array of celestial talismans gradually lit up.

The gazes of the five evil eyes all became faintly ferocious.

There's no time to worry about anything else now.

"Promote him!!!"

Chen Huangpi roared, unleashing the power of his five evil eyes to control all things to the extreme.

At this point, the quantity is no longer important.

Because the coffin had never resisted him.

What suppressed him was Gan Yuan.

The writing on the coffin was glowing.

Its speed also changed from a slow ascent to a jog.

But this is not enough.

Chen Huangpi suddenly opened his eyes, and faint golden-black lines were shimmering between his brows.

"Red Evil, lend me some more of your power!"

"I'll lend you another 90%!"

Chi Xie also knew that now was not the time to argue with Chen Huangpi.

Half-finished, half-finished.

Now, 49% of its power has been lent to Chen Huangpi.

But they never returned what they borrowed.

Any more and it will be completely unable to withstand the tempering of the liver temple, and there will be no chance of turning things around.

With the addition of the power of the Crimson Evil.

No, it's the power of the dried tangerine peel that's getting stronger.

The coffin's ascension to heaven finally sped up.

And it's getting faster and faster.

Until then.

Chen Huangpi lowered his head and glanced at the matter that the ghost had just exclaimed in shock about the flowing hair of the deity.

however……

Just one glance.

Cold sweat instantly broke out on Chen Huangpi's forehead.

Because the Taixu deity beneath the surface of the Time Lake has now raised its head.

He was originally sinking straight down into the water.

Now, however, he raises his head and looks up at everything above him.

He wore a crown of flowing gold.

The crown covered the upper half of His face, so that His eyes could not be seen from any angle.

And now.

Chen Huangpi saw it.

The deity of Taixu opened a pair of cold, lifeless, empty gray eyes.

It was as if it contained a dead world.

That gaze was almost tangible.

Chen Huangpi only needed to make eye contact with him once before he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

There was a feeling that my soul and body were about to be annihilated by this gaze.

Good thing...

The writing on the coffin suddenly burst forth with a brilliant light.

All the words are wandering.

In the end, it all turned into a single word: scattered.

"It hurts, it hurts..."

Even though the coffin had diverted that gaze, Chen Huangpi still felt a stinging pain in his eyes, and tears uncontrollably streamed down his cheeks.

"Don't look into His eyes!"

Chi Xie said urgently, "This being is incredibly powerful. It didn't attack you; rather, its gaze itself possesses the power of the Dao."

"If you look him in the eye, you will surely be hurt."

"Bitch! Bitch!"

The brass oil lamp couldn't hold back any longer. Hiding inside the coffin, it cursed wildly, "You despicable wretch from Taixu, how dare you hurt my brother! If you have any guts, come at me! I'm not afraid of you!"

Everyone is close to the Tao.

Although their strengths are vastly different, they are not necessarily superior or inferior in essence.

However, the Taixu deity below completely ignored the brass oil lamp.

Or rather, His ability to raise His head and take a single glance is equivalent to having spent hundreds of thousands, or even millions, of years in the lake of time.

Ripples spread outwards from the water's surface in concentric circles.

His eight arms were closing towards the center, and the ripples on the water's surface were stirred up as a result.

Wow…

The arms located in the eight directions of the Lake of Time, with their slender fingers as long as mountain peaks, were the first to leave the water.

Without a second thought, Chen Huangpi slammed his hand on the coffin lid.

The gap in the coffin lid closed instantly.

"Master!!!"

"Chen Huangpi, why are you closing the coffin? Come in quickly!"

"Our clan! Our clan!"

The brass oil lamp shouted, "You're only fifteen! This wretched man has lived for who knows how many years! You can't beat him by yourself!"

"Shut up, everyone!"

Chen Huangpi closed his eyes and said, "I know what I'm doing, I want to get out! If He has the ability, then stop me!"

Inside the coffin, Chen Huangpi was unable to control its ascension to heaven.

Otherwise, he would have already hidden himself inside.

Besides, there's this coffin here.

Chen Huangpi really didn't believe that he would be killed by this Taixu deity.

"what about me?"

Chi Xie shouted, "Chen Huangpi, you can risk your life if you want, you have someone protecting you, but I can't! In my prime, I might have been able to exchange a few blows with this being, but that was then, and this is now!"

An existence that is almost like the Dao, if it wants to kill someone.

That couldn't be easier.

One only needs to glance at the river of time to know of this person's existence to take action.

Even if the gods of this Taixu are not in their original world.

But He can see the Red Evil and kill it through the concept of the Red Evil.

Chen Huangpi said, "You shut up too!"

He covered his face with his left hand, tears uncontrollably spilling from between his fingers.

The gaze of the Taixu deity was truly terrifying.

There was an invisible, intangible, seemingly non-existent power permeating my eyes.

That is the Dao of the Taixu Gods.

The coffin rose faster and faster, and the moonlight, as clear as water, was thrown down layer by layer.

But no matter how high you are from that lake of time.

The Taixu deity beneath the lake's surface appeared incredibly clear, its head raised, gazing indifferently at the coffin above.

In His pupils, however, was reflected the figure of Chen Huangpi.

His way is polluting the dried yellow peel.

His eight arms were now above the water.

It's like reaching out to grasp the moon.

The eight arms of the Taixu deity stretched upwards.

At the same time, His bloodless thin lips parted slightly, and His blood-red tongue pressed against His lower jaw.

But on His tongue stood a three-inch-tall human figure.

The person looked exactly like the deity of Taixu.

But the wound on his chest was even more horrifying, flowing with black blood.

He is truly dead in this Xuanzhen Dao Realm.

But in Taixu, He is still alive.

He only needs to obtain that lamp and use the Longevity Seed to fuse with his own Dao Fruit to come back to life in the Xuanzhen Dao Realm. At that time, he will also be able to escape from this prison of time.

A strange sound rang out.

The little figure on the tip of the tongue began to speak.

However, these words did not match any of the sayings in the Xuanzhen Dao Realm.

but……

Within this abyss, a suction force suddenly arose.

It was as if someone had suddenly taken a deep breath.

The coffin in which Chen Huangpi was sitting cross-legged paused for a moment.

Then it began to fall uncontrollably.

That speed was extremely fast.

It is completely beyond the control of Chen Huangpi.

Chi Xie saw eight arms closing towards the coffin.

That enormous yet slender divine hand sealed off all directions.

"Get in the coffin!"

Chi Xie roared out.

But what made it despair was...

At this moment, Chen Huangpi seemed to have been corrupted by the Dao of the Taixu deity. He supported himself on the coffin with his right hand, covered his eyes with his left hand, and sat motionless in a cross-legged position, just like he was dead.

"It's just fusion!"

"This lamp will comply with this vile woman's wishes!"

The brass oil lamp could no longer sit still; it used its concealment ability and leaped out of the coffin in a phantom form.

It glanced at Chen Huangpi with immense reluctance.

Then, filled with rage and hatred, he was about to crash into that Taixu deity.

But that's it.

A tear-stained hand pressed against the head of the brass oil lamp.

The brass oil lamp turned back.

Then they saw blue characters flashing in Chen Huangpi's eyes.

As soon as those blue characters appeared, they surged forth like a torrent, instantly covering Chen Huangpi's entire body.

Moreover, the brass oil lamp is clearly visible.

Those blue characters are the faded form of the gold-black, flower-and-bird-and-fish-and-insect-like characters on Chen Huangpi's body.

At the same time, eight hands closed together like flower petals, covering the coffin and the dried yellow peel in their palms.

Immediately afterwards...

A cold voice rang out.

"I am the Lord of the Great Ruins! How dare you kill me?" (End of Chapter)