Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

Time is like the tides.

When it is full, it overflows; when it is deficient, it stops.

In the hazy, illusory shadow of the bright moon.

The coffin was tossed about by the waves.

Below are the afterimages of the moonlight, reflecting the passing of time.

The middle-aged man with black hair and white clothes engaged in an earth-shattering battle with the deity of Taixu.

Although it's just a replay of time.

Yet their every move exuded power, and their incredibly profound techniques seemed capable of piercing through millennia, allowing people to personally experience their immense strength.

Five evil eyes took in everything.

Inside the coffin.

Chen Huangpi's eyes were tightly closed.

He shared all the scenes he saw with his Evil Eye.

"See, this is close to the Tao."

The brass oil lamp said in a complicated tone, "It's only because we have the protection of coffins that we have them. Otherwise, we wouldn't even have the right to take a look. We would be completely destroyed by their way."

In any era, the power of something akin to the Dao is beyond question.

The Daoist master is in harmony with the Dao of Heaven and rarely personally intervenes in worldly affairs, big or small.

Approaching the Dao is the highest level of combat power.

Even across tens of thousands of years, they can still wipe you out.

"Next, it will be a battle for the Dao."

The brass oil lamp sighed, "That little wench has crossed over from another realm, she's definitely no match for this being from this realm, she's doomed to die, and no one will choose to help her."

"Who is this person?"

The fox mountain god couldn't help but ask, "He gives me the feeling that he is the embodiment of the word 'immortal.' He calls himself 'the true self,' and seems to come from the immortal realm. Could he be some kind of 'lord of the immortal realm'?"

The brass oil lamp was stunned; it didn't know how to answer.

Because this middle-aged man was close to the Dao.

However, there is certainly more than one being of this level in the Immortal Realm, and whether he is the ruler of the Immortal Realm is still another matter.

Just then, the vengeful spirit spoke.

"The ruler of the Yellow Springs Yin Earth is the Yin Emperor."

"The King of the Underworld rules over all directions, with ten Kings of Hell under his jurisdiction. His territory is vast and boundless, and he controls the cycle of life and death."

"And in the Immortal Realm, there is also a ruler."

The Soul Reaper said dryly, "However, this Lord of the Immortal Realm, or rather, the Immortal Venerable, was not a being born in the Immortal Realm, but the first cultivator to ascend to immortality and arrive in the Immortal Realm."

"The realm of ascension is defined by him."

"If this person is a Celestial Venerable, the Taixu God should not be able to leave the Celestial Realm."

"I think he should be one of the Five Emperors."

In the celestial realm, there are celestial venerables and five emperors.

They are, respectively, the Great Emperor of the Central Heaven Purple Star, the Great Emperor of the Northern Star Demon Suppression, the Great Emperor of the Western Geng Limitless, the Great Emperor of the Eastern Flower Spiritual Light, and the Great Emperor of the Southern Pole Longevity.

These were things the ghost heard from its father, Yama, when it was very young.

It was very puzzled.

Why are there six beings in the Immortal Realm who are close to the Dao, including the Immortal Venerables?

However, the Yellow Springs Underworld, which is on par with the Immortal Realm, has only one Underworld Emperor.

Furthermore, it had never seen any immortals from the celestial realm visit the Yellow Springs Underworld.

On the contrary, it was the immortals from the mortal realm who frequently came here.

The father of the vengeful spirit told it, "The King of the Underworld and the Immortal Venerable have broken ties and now see each other as fire and water. But there is no need to worry. In the Yellow Springs Underworld, the King of the Underworld possesses extraordinary power."

At that time, in the mind of the ghosts who sought to kill, the King of the Underworld was the most powerful being in the world.

Even if all five emperors of the celestial realm attacked together, they would be suppressed by the Yin Emperor and unable to lift their heads.

But that was, after all, only in relation to the underworld emperor.

For the ghost that seeks death, for the brass oil lamp, for the fox mountain god, and for Chen Huangpi.

This middle-aged man from the celestial realm, regardless of which of the Five Emperors he was, was close to the Dao, an invincible and insurmountable mountain and natural barrier.

Chen Huangpi said, "I roughly know why the Taixu deity came down from the immortal realm."

"why?"

"Because the first place I was born was the celestial realm."

As he spoke, Chen Huangpi sighed and said, "Back then, I was being chased and I fled to the Xuanzhen Dao Realm in a panic. The beings of Taixu crossed over to the Immortal Realm for me, and their first stop was naturally the Immortal Realm."

At this moment, the scene of the great battle outside was also confirming Chen Huangpi's guess.

The middle-aged man's powerful aura shook all directions. He manifested his Dao Fruit, forcing the Taixu deity to accept the Dao contest.

His path to enlightenment is like a lush, verdant forest.

Although it is full of life, it contains a completely opposite sense of death.

It's as if just one glance would pull you into that world, transforming you into a towering tree within his Dao Fruit.

Once the struggle for the Dao begins, a battle for life and death will ensue.

The Taixu deity's eight arms supported eight directions, and with a clench of his palms, eight different illusory images of things appeared.

Those appear to be eight kinds of magical artifacts.

They also resemble eight immortal beings.

The immortal will fight against this man in His place.

Because He understood when He came that those who fight across realms are naturally weaker than those of their own realm.

The immortal being can ensure that even if He loses the battle for immortality, He will not die or perish.

"Evil heretics."

The middle-aged man's eyes were icy cold as he said, "With such meager skills, you dare to step into the Immortal Realm? Do you really think that just because the Immortal is seriously injured and asleep, no one in the Immortal Realm can subdue you?"

"Tell me, what is your purpose in trespassing into the Immortal Realm?"

"You went to the Heavenly River Forbidden Zone, was it to find that embryo?"

"The great war between the immortal realm and the mortal realm has begun, and you have arrived unexpectedly. If you do not explain why, I will offer your head as a sacrifice to the heavens!"

The deity of Taixu remained silent, unwilling to get entangled with the middle-aged man.

They are all beings close to the Dao. Even if they come from another realm, they are naturally at a disadvantage. This middle-aged man may have the means to kill him, but he could never completely kill him.

At most, they'll just get entangled in something.

And inside the coffin.

Hearing the information in the middle-aged man's words, Chen Huangpi couldn't help but clench his fists.

He started remembering things late.

Memories of the stillbirth are even fewer; they are mostly fragmented recollections from dreams.

But he knew that when he met his master in the immortal realm, his master was fishing by a stream, and it was from there that his master led him to fight his way out of a bloody path.

In my memory, Chen Huangpi was in very bad condition at the time.

But he could feel the murderous aura that seemed to want to destroy everything, and the mournful cries of the immortals before their fall were endless.

Later, he fell into a deep sleep.

However, just before falling asleep.

He sensed two extremely terrifying auras in succession.

It seems that the immortal being seriously injured and asleep, as the middle-aged man mentioned, must have been the result of a great battle with his master, which resulted in him being defeated by his master.

If that's the case, then there must be another one of the Five Great Emperors in the Immortal Realm who was also severely injured.

The brass oil lamp stared at the two beings locked in battle, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

There was a time when it possessed such power.

But now we can only watch helplessly.

For it, whether it watches a battle at this level or not makes little difference.

Because it has its own way.

As for the vengeful ghost and the fox mountain god...

The brass oil lamp shook its head and said, "Look, look. Although you won't understand it, it's good to broaden your horizons. After all, such opportunities are rare, and I reckon this will be the only one."

Without the coffin as a barrier, it would be impossible to even look at it.

Because seeing makes you think.

The other party will then notice.

However, the vengeful spirit thought of something.

It squinted and said, "My father said that the Underworld Emperor and the Immortal Venerable broke off relations and regarded each other as fire and water. The Abbot was the Underworld Emperor's best friend, and the Abbot led the Contract Master to fight his way out of the Immortal Realm."

"The Underworld Emperor, the Immortal Venerable, and the Abbot—I have a feeling that the relationship between these three is not so simple."

Hear this.

Chen Huangpi thought for a moment and asked, "When did the Underworld Emperor break with the Immortal Venerable?"

"I don't know."

The ghost replied, "My father never mentioned it. I suppose it was before I was born, before the changes in the world began. I suspect that the abbot and the immortal were once friends."

The King of the Underworld broke with the Celestial Venerable back then, so it's likely that they had a good relationship before.

Although the abbot had not had much contact with the ghosts that claimed lives.

But it could sense that the abbot must have been a person who hated evil when he was young, and such a person would not befriend those who had different aspirations or beliefs.

Infer from this point.

Abbot, Immortal Venerable, King of the Underworld.

The three most powerful beings in the human realm, the immortal realm, and the underworld must have been close friends at some point in time.

Otherwise, what if the Immortal Venerable and the Abbot are at odds?

Back then, there was no Daoist master among the monks, so why would he leisurely fish in the Milky Way of the Immortal Realm?

Could the Celestial Venerable tolerate that?

Furthermore, later on, Emperor Chen launched a direct war against the Immortal Realm in order to seal the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty.

Is the main reason why the Immortal Venerable and the Abbot turned against each other?
Think of this.

The vengeful spirit looked at Chen Huangpi.

The brass oil lamp and the fox mountain god have even more subtle expressions in their eyes.

"No need to think about it, it must be because of our family that they turned against us."

"Tsk, three good friends have fallen out like this."

"Fortunately, the Underworld Emperor is the abbot, otherwise A-Gui's origins would have been bad."

"Fox Mountain God, your words are biased."

The ghost frowned and said, "Even if the King of the Underworld doesn't side with the Abbot, what does it have to do with me? My father is His subject, but I am not. If you say such things again, don't even think about hiding in the Book of Souls and slacking off all day."

"I'm sorry, Ghost! I misspoke."

The fox mountain god's weakness was the Soul-Hooking Book, so it immediately apologized without hesitation.

As long as Chen Huangpi doesn't get into trouble, the Soul-Hooking Book is the safest turtle shell in the world.

The fox mountain god loved staying inside.

He spends his free time planting scallions, living a more carefree life than when he was at Jingxian Temple.

The vengeful ghost snorted coldly in annoyance.

It knew that the fox mountain god was a smooth talker, so it naturally wouldn't stoop to his level.

Chen Huangpi waved his hand and pointed to the Taixu deity in the picture, saying, "Let's not worry about the rest for now. There's something I don't understand."

The brass oil lamp asked, "What is it?"

"Although this Taixu deity is a notch weaker, but..."

Chen Huangpi frowned and said, "But wasn't He killed by Mingyue?"

Upon hearing this, the brass oil lamp, the ghost of death, and the fox mountain god were all stunned.

yes……

The fatal wound on the chest of the Taixu deity was clearly caused by Mingyue.

Although this one of the five great emperors of the immortal realm is powerful and has the advantage of favorable timing, location, and popular support, he is still a formidable figure.

But it's impossible to command the moon, is it?

The so-called ability to hold the sun and moon in one's palm, or to pluck stars and seize the moon, is merely an exaggeration.

The sun and moon in the palm of one's hand must be something that has evolved from the Dao fruit.

Reaching for the stars and taking the moon—you can reach for the stars, but taking the moon is definitely out of the question.

The sun and moon are the rules of heaven and earth.

Commanding the sun and moon is a privilege that even a Dao Lord would not easily use.

It is something that beings close to the Dao would never dare to attack the sun and moon.

And just then.

suddenly……

The scene that had been repeated in the past turned completely black.

It's as if these scenes can only go this far, and everything beyond has been forcibly erased by some terrifying force.

"Could it be that the abbot has intervened...?"

The brass oil lamp said in astonishment, "According to the timeline, the abbot should have already attained enlightenment by now. Could it be that the one who killed that deity was also...?"

"impossible."

Chen Huangpi shook his head and said, "If Master were to take action, there would be no need to command the sun and moon. Besides, Master was in the Ten Thousand Mountains at that time and didn't yet have the nickname 'Evil Daoist'."

He felt that his master would never do such a thing.

Because the deity of Taixu came to find him.

Given Master's temperament, and the fact that this deity is someone who can be reasoned with, he generally wouldn't make things difficult for Him.

After all, it was that evil Buddha who wanted to convert himself by chanting sutras, so his master drew his sword and cut off his head, letting his body escape from the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

The master is the Dao Lord, and the Dao Lord is in harmony with the Heavenly Dao.

Heaven is ruthless, treating all things like straw dogs.

Similarly, it will give all things a glimmer of hope.

This is benevolence disguised as benevolence.

According to Chen Huangpi's idea, if the Taixu deity hadn't been entangled and hunted down by the five emperors of the immortal realm, he would probably have found the Ten Thousand Mountains and then stayed there, becoming a deity in the temple.

Or we can meet again as before.

"Forget it."

The brass oil lamp said, "Since we can't see it, let's not dwell on it. But why are we still in that illusory moon even though the past scenes have ended?"

The illusory, hazy moon, carrying the coffin, is slowly descending.

The previous scene was brought up by this thing.

If the image disappears, it should disappear as well.

The Deathbringer narrowed his eyes and said, "Gan Yuan's breathing is the breath of time, and those scenes arise from it."

"That was a breath attack."

"Then now is..."

At this point, the vengeful spirit was speechless.

It saw the brass oil lamp and the fox mountain god become very interesting.

"Fuck him!"

The brass oil lamp had just cursed.

next second!
Gan Yuan then took a deep breath.

The hazy moon immediately sank.

The five evil eyes saw that the outside world had been stretched into thin, multicolored lines due to the speed of the fall.

Now look below.

Chen Huangpi made an incredibly shocking discovery.

The deepest part of Ganyuan should be the Lake of Time below.

But now it has disappeared.

Instead, there was an extremely narrow passageway.

The passageway had black and white interwoven patterns, and it was constantly wriggling, looking like the throat of a living creature.

The color of the black Gan Yuan land.

The white color is the color of moonlight.

The resurrected Gan Yuan was a bizarre being, transformed from the inside out.

"This is evil!!!"

The brass oil lamp's expression changed drastically. As the first evil entity in the world, it could naturally sense how Gan Yuan came back to life.

"Seriously, Huang Er? You call this thing 'evil'?"

The fox mountain god screamed, "I feel it's even more terrifying than that evil Buddha! What level of evil is this?"

Evil is evil.

The division of ranks is merely a conventional way of speaking among cultivators.

Evil, disaster, calamity, calamity, divine calamity.

Even the evil forms that immortals transform into are still evil.

The evil that a true immortal transforms into is also evil.

"Forget about all that nonsense."

The brass oil lamp groaned, “This thing is probably not much different from what I was in my prime. Right now we have to go through its esophagus and into its stomach. I don’t even know if it has this thing. In any case, I’m afraid we won’t be able to get out.”

"If we had known this would happen, we should have had that little wench escort us out when we left."

"Now it's even worse, we can't even leave."

At this moment.

Chen Huangpi also felt a chill run down her spine.

After Gan Yuan wakes up, who knows what terrible changes will happen?

Moreover, it is the place where the bright moon returns to its nest.

The bright moon is a rule of heaven and earth, so it should also possess this power.

A coffin might protect you.

But the idea of ​​controlling the coffin to ascend to heaven and leave was definitely a pipe dream.

The fox mountain god, however, had a sudden inspiration and pointed outside, saying, "Look, Gan Yuan seems to be very straightforward. Since the upper route is blocked, it must be the lower route!"

"Open up the lower route?"

Chen Huangpi was stunned. He suddenly remembered the scene when he first encountered the Demon Tree when he entered the Old Temple as a child.

That time, the demon tree, seeing that its branches couldn't pierce its crown, hung itself upside down, trying to descend...

If it weren't for Master arriving in time...

I'm afraid my life is in danger.

Chen Huangpi's expression changed slightly: "If we go down the bottom lane, where will I put my face after word gets out?"

"We're all on the same side, how could anyone possibly spread rumors?"

"Who are our own people!"

Chen Huangpi raised an eyebrow and said, "Of the three of you, apart from Agui who is steady, do you think I don't know what kind of people the other two are? I'm afraid that as soon as you get out, you'll spread this matter everywhere."

“Especially you, Huang Er, even if the Dog-Taming Sutra is no longer working, I still know what you're thinking.”

"Then, what do you suggest we do?"

"Simple!"

Chen Huangpi pointed at the brass oil lamp and the fox mountain god and said, "You have always been outspoken and speak without thinking of the consequences, but I have to make it clear to you that even if we go out through that path, it's not just my business."

"Nine Netherworld Divine Lamp, you don't want the Golden-Topped Sky Lamp to find out about this, do you?"

"Fox Mountain God, Granny Tang and the others are still in the Ten Thousand Mountains."

"This……"

The brass oil lamp's expression changed drastically.

It never expected that Chen Huangpi would be so insidious.

Using this method to blackmail oneself.

The fox mountain god collapsed to the ground.

It opened its mouth and said, "This god has already suffered enough in this life. If I were to lose even the last bit of dignity, it would truly be worse than death."

Chen Huangpi sneered, "Since you know the consequences, you should keep your mouth shut from now on."

however……

The Soul-Reaping Ghost beside him said helplessly, "Master, Huang Er, Fox Mountain God, at a time like this, can you stop worrying about such trivial matters? And the key question is, is there even a lower path to Gan Yuan?"

"If there's a top lane, why isn't there a bottom lane?"

"It's not like a golden horn or a silver horn that only eats and doesn't excrete."

"Wait a minute, what Ah Gui said seems to be true."

Chen Huangpi pointed to the scene below and said blankly, "There's nothingness down there... no, that's the destroyed Valley of Tang..."

Ganyuan connects to Tanggu.

Tang Valley has been destroyed.

So the previous trachea was actually that passage.

Gan Yuan's stomach was actually the empty Tang Valley.

For a moment, the four things looked at each other in bewilderment.

"What is nothingness? Is it the same as chaos?"

"It's different, isn't it? Maybe it's outside the boundary?"

“My Lord, nothingness is nothingness, literally, it means nothing at all.”

"What if we fall in..."

"Yeah, you'll never be able to get out of here in this lifetime."

"understood."

Chen Huangpi's slap on the Soul-Hooking Book.

The next second, a golden mask appeared in his hand.

The mask only has the eyes; all other facial features are missing, making it look very strange.

After Chen Huangpi put on this mask...

The mask, however, seemed to come alive, wriggling and pressing against his face, fitting perfectly in the blink of an eye, as if it had been made just for him.

Furthermore, strange blue characters gradually covered the mask.

For a while.

When Chen Huangpi put on the mask, he seemed to become a completely different person.

Ethereal, mysterious.

Like a deity emerging from the most ancient wilderness, it possesses a desolate and solemn aura.

next second.

Chen Huangpi kicked the coffin open.

He sensed the power contained within the mask, even if it was only a remnant of the Taixu deity.

But for him...

This power is as boundless as the ocean.

Moreover, it is filled with incredible power.

"Order it for me!!!"

Chen Huangpi's face was contorted with rage, and his five evil eyes were wide open to the extreme.

He raised his sword and pointed it.

The blue flames instantly ignited.

He used his power, as well as the power within the mask, to activate the Evil Eye, forcibly controlling the coffin and stopping its momentum as it fell into the void.

This isn't too difficult for him right now.

As for whether Gan Yuan would find out if he did this.

We'll have to wait until we get out of here to talk about it.

"Walk!!!!"

Chen Huangpi stepped on the coffin, unleashing an incredibly terrifying power.

At that moment, the coffin defied the suction force of Gan Yuan and flowed upstream.

But as the coffin rose higher...

Chen Huangpi became increasingly uneasy.

Standing on the coffin, he could easily see that the esophagus around him seemed to have been stimulated, and its peristalsis had increased significantly.

"not good!"

The sound of a brass oil lamp came from inside the coffin: "Gan Yuan may have discovered us! Chen Huangpi, hurry! Faster!"

"I know!"

Chen Huangpi gritted his teeth and said, "But this is already the fastest speed."

The power of the Taixu deity within the mask is immense.

But is Gan Yuan really weak?

You should know that the Taixu deity made it very clear that Gan Yuan had been devouring His power.

In addition, it is extraordinary in itself.

Chen Huangpi is now dancing on the edge of a knife.

"I'm here to help you!" A brass oil lamp emerged from the coffin.

It burns its own lamp oil.

It burst forth with an incomparably dazzling brilliance.

Escape from the Divine Light!

It is blessed by the divine light of the brass oil lamp.

Chen Huangpi did feel that the speed had increased somewhat.

This escape technique truly lives up to its reputation as the exclusive supernatural power of the Golden-Topped Sky Lantern.

Even if the power of the brass oil lamp is greatly weakened, it can still be used.

Even so, it still makes no sense.

When the coffin was raised to a certain height.

Chen Huangpi raised his head and stared in disbelief at the fleshy walls above his throat that had somehow closed up.

Gan Yuan simply closed his mouth, and the black and white interwoven patterns blocked the only way out.

"How to do?"

The brass oil lamp said in despair, "That damned Gan Yuan is determined to keep us here."

"Do not."

Chen Huangpi reached out and pressed his hand on the esophagus, saying calmly, "It doesn't intend to keep us here. It may not have even noticed us from the beginning. It's just going to fall asleep again."

At this moment, the esophagus was no longer wriggling as violently as before.

The suction force was gone from the surroundings.

Gan Yuan woke up, exhaled the stale air, then inhaled a breath of fresh air before continuing to doze off.

Or rather, for such a strange life form as it.

Its breathing is like that of a whale in the sea; one breath can sustain it for a long time.

But this is it.

For Chen Huangpi, this "long time" might mean waiting for thousands of years.

"No, we can't wait that long."

"Family member, do you have any other ideas?"

"Yes, there is a way."

As Chen Huangpi spoke, he took a deep breath and suddenly looked down.

That is, that empty stomach.

"what are you up to?"

"Wake it up!!"

After saying that, Chen Huangpi reached out and grasped the Void-Piercing Divine Sword, which instantly appeared in his hand.

call! ! ! !

Chen Huangpi pointed his sword upwards, where a surging blue flame burned fiercely.

He smeared the flame on the sword.

next second!
The Void-Piercing Divine Sword then emitted an incomparably pleasant sword cry.

The sword vibrated incessantly.

Many tiny black fragments were washed out by the blue flames.

A streak of cyan light appeared on the sword.

Holding the Void-Piercing Divine Sword, Chen Huangpi coldly looked at Gan Yuan's Void Stomach. He needed to activate the sword shadow within the Void-Piercing Divine Sword, which required refining it with true fire.

Otherwise, Dongxu would not be able to withstand the power from the gods of Taixu.

goooo...

The brass oil lamp swallowed hard: "Master, you can't be too ruthless. If Gan Yuan wakes up in pain and realizes that we've been messing with him inside, then we'll be in real trouble."

"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Chen Huangpi no longer hesitated.

He slashed at the junction of the esophagus and the empty stomach with his sword.

A cyan sword aura, only three feet wide, swept past.

It no longer possessed the terrifying power of being hundreds of feet tall as it used to.

This time, Chen Huangpi only wanted to provoke Gan Yuan and wake him up, not to fight him to the death.

The pressure was just right.

There was a bang.

The sword energy slashed upwards.

There was no damage at the junction of the esophagus and the empty stomach.

The black and white patterns possess an indestructible quality.

However, just as the brass oil lamp was feeling somewhat disappointed...

suddenly……

It saw a section of the esophagus twitch.

"Come again!"

Chen Huangpi's eyes lit up, and he unleashed several sword energies in quick succession.

Moreover, each one was more powerful than the last.

Rumble…

From top to bottom, the entire esophagus began to spasm and twitch.

An inexplicable suction force rose up out of nowhere.

"Chenhuangpi!"

"Don't worry! Just hold on!"

Chen Huangpi was working on two fronts: on one hand, he used his sword energy to wake Gan Yuan up, and on the other hand, he controlled the coffin to prevent it from falling.

The exit is right above our heads.

He had to rush out the moment Gan Yuan woke up and spoke.

But I want to think about it.

Chen Huangpi underestimated Gan Yuan.

Or rather, they underestimated that void.

That nothingness truly contracted like a stomach, radiating an irresistible suction force.

The coffin is falling.

Chen Huangpi could only grit his teeth and endure it.

He was gambling that Gan Yuan would speak before he fell into the void.

I don’t know how much time passed.

Chen Huangpi suddenly looked down and was surprised to see that the void had stopped shrinking.

then.

It then expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The weirdest thing is.

Endless moonlight surged forth from the void, transforming into a hazy, bright moon.

But isn't that nothingness Tanggu?
How could there be moonlight in Tang Valley?
The entire coffin was enveloped by the bright moon.

It shot into the sky at a speed as fast as light and shadow.

"call……"

In a daze.

Chen Huangpi heard a breathing sound.

Gan Yuan opened its mouth wide, swallowing and exhaling time.

This time.

After leaving Ganyuan, Chen Huangpi saw something.

That thing looked like a giant toad with three legs, and its back was covered with dreamlike bubbles made of moonlight. It didn't look disgusting at all; instead, it had a strange kind of beauty.

Each bubble is like the tide of time, reflecting the past again and again.

Except for its snow-white belly, the rest of the toad was pitch black, just like Gan Yuan's original color.

The hazy, illusory image of the moon was spat out by the toad.

It truly resembles a moon toad spitting out a pearl.

It's unclear whether it's because it wakes up too frequently.

Gan Yuan's eyes trembled slightly, as if he wanted to open them and take a look at the world.

However, when its eyelids were lifted slightly...

Chen Huangpi noticed that its eyes had rotted away.

Filthy pus was flowing out of it.

It was as if something had parasitized its eyes, with ferocious tentacles emerging from them.

The dried tangerine peel stimulates the evil eye.

He wanted to see what it was.

But suddenly...

Gan Yuan suddenly opened his eyes and met Chen Huangpi's gaze.

And the thing that lives in its eyes.

Chen Huangpi saw it all clearly.

It's the eye in that outline...

It's like the eye that parasitizes the Yin Earth of the Underworld, the reincarnation palace of the Underworld Emperor.

That bastard who calls Chen Huangpi "family".

Gan Yuan has one of these things in each of his eyes.

Now, they also see dried yellow peel.

"Taixu Heavenly Way."

"hello!"

Two cruel, vicious, insane, twisted, and extremely evil voices resounded in Chen Huangpi's mind.

The sound sent chills down Chen Huangpi's spine.

He seemed to feel a pain that was indescribable.

It's like having a part of yourself forcibly eaten.

Do not……

To be precise, it was the Heavenly Dao of Taixu that was devoured.

The outline completely enveloped Taixu from top to bottom.

That's why dried tangerine peel has this feeling.

only……

The weird thing is.

The two voices, however, showed no intention of making a move.

Instead, he stared at Chen Huangpi with unbridled blatant disregard.

"Only 33%."

"We'll have to wait a little longer."

"After I've eaten the Yellow Heaven and shed my skin, I'll go to Taixu to find you."

These two voices whispered in Chen Huangpi's ear like a spell.

Immediately afterwards, Gan Yuan closed his eyes.

This parasitized evil, after a brief awakening, will fall into a deep sleep again.

Chen Huangpi's face turned very pale.

He manipulated the coffin, forcibly breaking free from the illusory moon image that was about to be absorbed back, and soared straight into the sky.

"Chen Huangpi, what's wrong?"

"Huang Er, didn't you see or hear that?"

"I saw it. Gan Yuan has turned into an evil creature and looks like a toad."

The brass oil lamp said with lingering fear, "It was indeed terrifying, but didn't it fall asleep again? What, did it just talk to you?"

Hear this.

Chen Huangpi fell silent.

He suddenly let out a long sigh and smiled with relief.

It's good that the brass oil lamp didn't hear or see anything.

It seems that thing really was only targeting me.

Just those two eyes alone exerted a tremendous sense of pressure on him. And then he thought about their so-called home, which was the outline that shrouded the Xuanzhen Dao Realm.

How powerful must it be?

This thing feeds on the world.

It is unknown what the world will become after it has been devoured.

But it seems that it had its eyes on the Xuanzhen Dao Realm and on itself a long time ago.

They can molt after eating themselves...

"I hate insects the most!"

Chen Huangpi closed his eyes tightly and thought bitterly to himself, "It's a pity that the yellow heaven you want to eat is both far away and right in front of you. I have two layers of skin!"

The first layer of skin is called Taiyi.

The other layer is called Yellow Heaven.

At that moment, the brass oil lamp seemed to see something.

It exclaimed in surprise, "Family member, I think I know where Mingyue went!"

Chen Huangpi suddenly opened his eyes.

Then he saw the illusory image of the bright moon fall into the abyss.

The scene of the past that had been erased was resumed at another point in time.

And at this point...

The deities of Taixu and one of the Five Emperors of the Immortal Realm all stood there, stunned.

The sun rises and the moon sets.

A bright moon descended from the sky.

Within that bright moonlight, there was a Taoist priest wearing a golden mask and holding a crimson banner.

That Taoist priest was none other than...

It was Chen Daoxing.

By this time, he had been away from the Ten Thousand Mountains for a long time.

His cultivation level was close to that of the Dao.

Moreover, he seems to have become even more terrifying than before.

The crimson banner waved in his hand.

The bright moon should have returned to its nest in Ganyuan, but it crashed into Ganyuan instead.

Under these rules of heaven and earth.

Without hesitation, the deities of Taixu and one of the Five Emperors of the Immortal Realm joined forces on the spot, manifesting their Dao Fruits to stop all of this from happening.

However, the bright moon was directed at them.

Chen Huangpi had never witnessed how shocking the scene of the Great Sunset in the Yellow Springs was.

But at this moment, he saw ten thousand years ago, when the bright moon fell into the Gan Abyss and then crashed into the Tang Valley, shattering the boundless world that burned with the eternal true fire of the sun.

The sky is falling and the earth is falling.

Even the floodwaters from the Nine Seas couldn't fill the void.

The power to destroy everything erupted completely.

The Dao Fruit of the Taixu God, or rather, the immortal seed He merged with, was pierced and obliterated on the spot.

He died right there.

Let's look at one of the Five Great Emperors of the Immortal Realm.

Seeing the fate of the Taixu deity, a resolute look immediately appeared in his eyes.

It is almost as if the Tao itself cannot stop the sun and moon.

And the Taoist priest before him would certainly not let him go.

"I am the Great Emperor of Donghua Lingguang! I will pave the way for victory!!!"

This great emperor perfectly manifested his Dao fruit and resolutely crashed into that terrifying Daoist.

Chen Daoxing glanced coldly at Emperor Donghua Lingguang.

He also manifested the fruit of the path.

But this fruit was completely different from the world made of rain that Chen Huangpi had seen.

It is a completely new Dao Fruit.

Or rather, it was a black, fleshy ball.

The fleshy ball split open with countless cracks.

In every crevice, an eye opens, with shadowy things moving within and tentacle-like outlines spreading out from them.

Strange phenomena appeared in the sky, with blood raining down from the heavens.

A sound like the heavens weeping and the earth wailing echoed from the Gan Yuan abyss.

The Great Emperor Donghua Lingguang lost the battle for Dao.

Regardless of his stance or his actions.

As far as heaven and earth are concerned, as long as the thief who did not commit suicide is a living being born from this world.

Heaven and earth grieved for it.

But after this strange phenomenon occurred...

Chen Daoxing waved the Crimson Blood Banner in his hand. The banner was incredibly strange, and no one knew where it came from. It seemed to be an extremely powerful treasure, possessing an aura that belonged to the Xuanzhen Dao Realm, yet was different from it.

All the anomalies were wiped away by the crimson banner.

"Next comes the Great Sun!"

Chen Daoxing's voice was extremely cold, as if he had become a completely different person.

Do not……

exactly.

Something new had appeared on him.

His path, his essence, is no longer pure.

Chen Huangpi saw that in Chen Daoxing's shadow, there were pairs of eyes, some mocking, some cold, some aloof, and some indifferent.

Suddenly...

The scene gradually became ethereal and indistinct.

But Chen Daoxing suddenly seemed to sense something, or perhaps it was just a coincidence, and turned his head, looking in one direction.

But there was nothing in that direction.

Because of that coffin.

It can render any ability related to time ineffective.

Chen Huangpi stood on the coffin, looking at Chen Daoxing again from an unknown distance.

"Who is your Excellency?"

Chen Daoxing said coldly, "Is it an evil god from Taixu, or a powerful figure from my Xuanzhen Dao Realm?"

He truly couldn't sense anything being there.

But his intuition told him that there really was a pair of eyes watching him.

Just a moment later.

Those eyes then looked away.

And the light and shadow that manifested the past also dissipated.

……

Nine sea routes.

As dusk falls, the setting sun casts a blood-red glow on the sea.

This scene was absolutely spectacular.

Unfortunately, the setting sun was gradually fading, and nightfall was only a matter of moments.

Sudden……

A huge whirlpool appeared on the sea surface.

There was a bang.

A huge coffin seemed to emerge from the bottom of the sea at an unknown depth and stood upright.

When the coffin was opened.

A young Taoist priest, dressed in a tattered robe, with blue Taoist runes emanating from his body and wearing a golden mask, opened his eyes.

A tattered oil lamp hung from his waist.

The oil lamp grinned and took a deep breath: "Damn it, it wasn't easy! We've finally gotten out of that hellhole! I never want to come back to the Nine Seas or the Gan Abyss in my life."

"Family member, don't be unhappy."

"That traitor must have been fooled. He went astray and even changed his own cultivation level."

“Our Jingxian Temple is a righteous sect, and evil cannot prevail over good. We will clean house sooner or later.”

"I'm not unhappy."

Chen Huangpi took off his mask and said calmly, "I just suddenly realized that I've grown another year older. I'm sixteen now."

Hear this.

The brass oil lamp stared wide-eyed, carefully looking you up and down, then said with a mixture of joy and sadness, "That's wonderful! You've grown another year older, and you're only two years away from turning eighteen."

“You’re already as tall as the abbot’s shoulder.”

"It's just that this skin isn't very nice; it's all bluish-green and always reminds me of the Three-Values ​​Master."

"Now that you mention it, I'm starting to have a headache."

Chen Huangpi looked down at his hands, which were covered with blue Daoist runes. He felt that his strength was indeed much greater than usual in this state.

But this way, people will immediately think of him as an evil god of Taixu.

Just like those two eyes.

He stared intently at himself.

He disliked that look and that voice.

Suddenly...

A sea breeze blew by.

Chen Huangpi's slightly bluish hairs were blown about.

He looked up and saw that on the distant sea, the night was spreading out like ink.

Night fell in the blink of an eye.

With him as the dividing line, the night chases away the sunset.

A crimson moon rises from the sea.

It is nighttime.

Chen Huangpi sensed the disappearance of his Six Yin Gods.

He took a step forward and stepped into the darkness.

Then, all the cyan Daoist runes on his body instantly receded like a receding tide and flowed into the vertical line between his eyebrows.

Instead.

He was dressed in a black robe, his hair as black as ink cascading down his back, his expression cold and stern, and his every move exuded the aura of a deity—the Six Yin God.

and……

Inside the coffin, the Yellow Springs Yin Soil beneath the body seemed to sense something.

As Chen Huangpi took that step, it appeared directly beneath his feet.

A land filled with death appeared out of thin air on the Nine Seas and then continued to expand.

at the same time!

Below the Nine Seas, in a wide area leading to the Sweet Abyss.

The shadow of Yama, who was fighting against the evil Buddha, suddenly trembled.

Immediately afterwards, it punched the evil Buddha without hesitation, transforming into a stream of light that shot into the sky.

Above the Yin Earth of the Yellow Springs.

Chen Huangpi turned his head to look behind him, only to see a blurry, indistinct shadow of Yama, whose head was no longer recognizable as a Buddha's, holding the demon-subduing pestle made from the leg bone of a true immortal, disappearing directly into his own shadow.

Look again at the night sky.

The crimson moon hangs high, and countless stars twinkle.

But in Chen Huangpi's eyes at that moment, what was reflected was a bright, clear moon.

He chuckled softly: "Tonight, the color of pearls should be as bright as the full moon."

"Let's go! Take Du Rugui home, and then..."

"Let's go home too."

"I miss my master, and I have so much to say to him." (End of Chapter)