Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

Under the dim light.

The baby's cries grew louder and louder.

Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp stared at each other, their eyes glued to the so-called Nine-Nine Dao Embryo Yellow Pill.

To be precise, he was staring at a tiny, curled-up figure inside the pill.

Inside that Ninety-Nine Dao Embryo Yellow Elixir, there was actually an infant.

The baby was only the size of a palm.

But she had a head of jet-black hair, long enough to cover most of her body, making her look like she was draped in a layer of silk.

"This brat is actually alive."

"Where did Chen Daoxing get this thing?"

"This seems to be an anomaly!"

Anomalies are evil beings that retain their original consciousness by chance.

The brass oil lamp then discovered that the infant inside the pill was an anomaly, and looked extremely extraordinary and strange, with a talisman seal on its back and neck that resembled a birthmark.

“Family member, this brat doesn’t seem to be modeled after you.”

The brass oil lamp said seriously, "Chen Daoxing has at most seen you when you were stillborn, but even the abbot doesn't know what you looked like or what you were back then."

The embryo of the Yellow Heaven is the embryo of the Chaos Dao.

The inner essence transforms into the golden and black energies of the Yellow Heaven.

This is a natural form of protection; if the dried tangerine peel doesn't break out of its shell, no one can see through the embryonic egg.

Chen Huangpi frowned and said, "Of course this wasn't made according to my instructions. This brat is a girl, and a person at that. I'm not a person, so it has nothing to do with me."

The strange Taoist priests, created by Chen Daoxing using his transformation techniques, used alchemy to refine the infants within the pills. Chen Huangpi felt a strong sense of déjà vu.

But his intuition told him that the dead baby was not what he thought. It was Chen Daoxing who had ulterior motives, or perhaps he wanted to do something here, so he did it on purpose.

It's more like they placed it here, trying to turn this infant into an alien through this method.

It's like letting them survive in an abnormal way.

There was also a seal on the back of the dead infant that resembled a talisman.

"This is somewhat similar to the Daoist script of Taixu."

Chen Huangpi said in a low voice, "But there is also the Heavenly Pardon Code mixed in, which means 'sealing'. It seals the time of this dead infant, keeping it in its current state."

As the future Emperor Huangtian, Chen Huangpi was able to understand all written characters from a young age.

Even if he had never seen it before, it would be the same.

The Daoist texts of Taixu and the pardons of Xuanzhen Daoist Realm are the same.

The brass oil lamp asked curiously, "Master, besides these, have you noticed anything else?"

For some reason, it felt that the dead baby looked somewhat familiar.

If she weren't a girl, she really looks about 30-40% like Chen Huangpi when he was a child.

Chen Huangpi, however, did not feel that he resembled himself.

He was simply curious about the origin of this dead infant and why Chen Daoxing had placed it here.

Furthermore, everything else looked like it was created using transformation magic.

Only this dead infant did not die.

There wasn't even a trace of the Taixu Divine Nail.

In a sense, this dead infant must have been extremely special to Chen Daoxing.

He examined the dead infant carefully for a long time.

Chen Huangpi thought for a moment and said, "This stillborn baby should have been alive before it was born."

"Isn't that obvious...?"

The brass oil lamp said disdainfully, "Before I was refined into a lamp by the abbot, I was just a pile of materials. Before you hatched, you were still an egg."

"Huang Er, you've misunderstood."

Chen Huangpi hurriedly said, "What I mean is that this dead infant was sealed before it was born, and then it was killed by someone for some reason. I can sense the death energy in its body."

"So what do we do with this thing?"

The brass oil lamp pointed at the still-dead infant inside the pill and shouted, "To be honest, I should just crush it to death. Anyway, that bastard Chen Daoxing never does anything good, and keeping him around is just a menace."

Regardless of where this stillborn baby came from.

The brass oil lamp didn't care for it; it was unclear what use it would have, but killing it certainly wouldn't have made any difference.

Chen Huangpi squeezed the pill.

The stillborn infant inside the pill immediately cried out in pain, curling up in agony.

"do not Cry!"

Chen Huangpi said impatiently, "If you cry again, I'll feed you to Dongxu!"

Just then, the Void-Piercing Divine Sword split open its hideous maw, and drops of saliva fell to the ground, making a hissing, corrosive sound.

The dead infant was terrified, its little hands clutching its hair to cover its entire head, like a child trembling under the covers after encountering a ghost.

Upon seeing this, Chen Huangpi couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Kids are just naive."

"Look how scared it is!"

"Fellow clansman, let me scare it a bit too, as a way of getting revenge on Chen Daoxing ahead of time!"

The brass oil lamp grinned maliciously, flames shooting from its eyes, its face contorted in a grotesque grimace, with sharp teeth growing from its mouth, making it look utterly terrifying and cruel.

However, the dead baby was not frightened.

Instead, she laughed heartily, letting out a clear, cheerful giggle.

"Huang... Huang..."

"Huh? It can talk, and it even recognizes you?"

Chen Huangpi was stunned.

The dead infant's voice was childish, broken, and repeatedly uttered the yellow words.

It's as if it's trying to reveal the true name of the brass oil lamp.

"You motherfucker!"

The brass oil lamp roared, "You brat, are you trying to summon my soul? I've never seen you before. It must be that Chen Daoxing who spoke of me. You're so annoying..."

Chen Huangpi said helplessly, "Forget it, Huang Er, don't bother with this dead baby. I'll just feed it to Dongxu. Dongxu has accompanied me on several battles, so I'll give it some nourishment."

As he spoke, Chen Huangpi pointed his sword at them.

The Void-Piercing Divine Sword emitted a sword cry and was about to strike down.

The pill inside the stillborn infant has been examined by Chen Huangpi; it is not indestructible. A single strike of the Void-Piercing Divine Sword will surely kill it instantly.

"Wait a minute, family!!"

The brass oil lamp suddenly shouted to stop.

Because it realized something.

That is, this was indeed its first time visiting the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty in its entire life.

But now it looks like the Golden Sky Lantern Huang Yi.

The dead baby wasn't calling out to it, but to Huang Yi.

A strange light gleamed in Chen Huangpi's eyes.

He and the brass oil lamp were of one mind, and he could immediately understand its meaning.

"Huang Yi, Huang Yi was refined in the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty."

"You mean, this stillborn infant may have been born before the cataclysmic event in the world!"

Even if it wasn't, it must have seen Huang Yi.

The brass oil lamp gritted its teeth and said, "Let's keep it. Maybe this brat can use it when we look for Huang Yi, or we can take a look into its memories when we have time later."

Hear this.

After pondering for a moment, Chen Huangpi agreed with this statement.

"Let's do it this way for now. A mere stillborn baby shouldn't be able to cause any trouble."

After saying that, Chen Huangpi put it into the Soul-Hooking Book.

After doing all this.

Chen Huangpi then stepped out of the alchemy room.

His purpose in coming here was to obtain the Flying Immortal Diagram; this strange dead infant was merely an accessory, and it didn't matter whether he stayed or not.

……

And the other side.

A figure wearing a straw hat was rushing down from the gray fog at an extremely fast speed.

The old madman is a sword cultivator who is close to the Dao.

He is the mortal enemy of the Tai Sui Cult Leader.

He was also an old son-in-law of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

Although he is currently in a problematic state, whether he has become evil or has been affected by the Taixu Divine Nail, he is still a being close to the Dao.

They should have been able to move freely through the foggy area.

The gray fog that had hindered Chen Huangpi for days, making it difficult for him to move, was as easy to him as entering and leaving an empty place.

The layer of viscous fog parted automatically in front of it.

As if it were a layer of rock, it opened its mouth and spat out a sword light, forcefully cleaving a path through it.

Looking further down, you'll see the Jade Mountain, the Pure Immortal Temple, floating on the indescribably wide river.

But when we got here...

But the old madman stopped.

His eyes, which had been somewhat clear, gradually became cloudy.

Why am I here?

The old madman muttered, "Yes, I'm going to find the leader of the Bailingtian Sect. I'm going to tell him the secret of the Jietian Sect. The leader of the Jietian Sect is long dead, and there's more than one person controlling that body."

"But where is this place? I think I heard the sound of a baby crying earlier."

"The child of Emperor Chen, Emperor Chen..."

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

The old madman suddenly clutched his head in pain and let out a frenzied roar.

That nail is drilling into his brain again.

The sound of metal clanging together echoed in his head.

Besides the Taixu Divine Nail, his head also contained his sword.

To be precise, the Taixu Divine Nail is now embedded in his sword.

With a loud thud!
The old madman plunged directly into the wide river.

It's getting deeper and deeper.

Until we reached the very bottom.

An enormous bronze oil lamp gradually lit up in front of the old madman.

Chen Huangpi never went down to see this strange river.

Even the brass oil lamp wasn't mentioned.

As soon as they entered, their attention was focused on the Pure Immortal Temple on Jade Mountain and on the aura of the Flying Immortal Diagram. They had no intention of going down into the river to see what was going on and whether there were any secrets in the river.

Fortunately, all of this was being observed by another being.

……

Push open the door to the main hall.

The first thing that catches the eye is the many statues of gods on the altar.

The grand hall is so tall that it can accommodate three thousand righteous gods.

Everything seemed familiar.

Chen Huangpi's gaze swept over the statues.

Each statue contains a Taixu Divine Nail.

But strangely, it wasn't created by some kind of transformation technique.

"These statues seem to be something else entirely, unlike the ones that drive away the gray fog."

Chen Huangpi said in a low voice, "They are dead, mere shells with no spirit whatsoever."

Or rather, these statues are just statues.

It is similar to the 100,000 statues of gods created by Taoists back then.

They belong to the second generation of gods.

Without the illumination of the Golden Sky Lantern, it would forever remain an inanimate object.

The brass oil lamp said warily, "Back then, Chen Daoxing wanted to take this lamp away, probably because he wanted to use it to transform these statues into Yin spirits!"

Chen Huangpi asked, "What's the use of enlightening the Yin spirit?"

There are so many Yin spirits in the Yellow Springs Yin Earth.

Even now, Chen Huangpi doesn't think those Yin spirits are of any use.

The brass oil lamp said, "You ask me? How would I know? The abbot said it was coarse grains for you to eat, but you've never eaten Yin spirits before, have you? Anyway, it must be related to the strange things happening in the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty now."

The Yellow Springs Yin Earth has ten incarnations.

The Great Qian Dynasty was also divided into ten regions.

When Jinjiao and Yinjiao arrived in the Great Qian Dynasty, they felt like they were back home, but something felt off everywhere.

Chen Huangpi thought for a moment and said, "Could it be that Chen Daoxing wants to create another Yellow Springs Yin Soil? Or perhaps he knows about Master's arrangements in the Yellow Springs Yin Soil and is using them in this Great Qian Immortal Dynasty?"

The brass oil lamp asked, puzzled, "What's the point of him doing this?"

And just then.

The Soul-Hooking Book suddenly emitted a chilling aura.

The ghostly voice echoed eerily: "Perhaps you're trying to become the King of the Underworld?"

"Holy crap! Ah Gui, you've finally decided to wake up!!!"

The brass oil lamp was incredibly excited; the oil was practically boiling.

Chen Huangpi's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked, "Agui, when did you wake up?"

The words fell to the ground.

Then, the enormous skull head of the Soul-Reaping Demon emerged from the Book of Souls.

But unlike before.

Strange runes were branded on every inch of the Soul Reaper's bones.

That's the script of the underworld, the script of the netherworld.

Between its eyebrows is another character, different from the underworld script, outlined in a mix of gold and black.

The ghostly figure with its dark red eyes stared at Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp.

It was also somewhat excited.

"It's been a long time since I've seen my master, and Huang Er too."

“I’ve been awake for a while now, probably around the time you entered this Jingxian Temple.”

The vengeful spirit sighed, "But I had just regained consciousness then, and this newborn body was still a bit awkward, which is why I can only speak and communicate with you now."

Chen Huangpi looked at the ghost and asked curiously, "Ghost, apart from the few words on your body, you don't seem to be any different from before."

"Yes, yes!"

The brass oil lamp cried out, "I thought you would grow flesh and blood and become like you used to be, but this is all? Wait a minute, what's with your aura?"

"You've become a true immortal?"

"I guess so, but it's not the same thing."

The ghost explained, "After I drank the abbot's cup of enlightenment tea, for some reason, it was as if the inheritance within me was opened up, and now 20% of my father's power is in my body."

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

Apart from the King of the Underworld, who is almost a Daoist being, the remaining Ten Kings of Hell all belong to the level of True Immortals.

In essence, it corresponds to a realm lord like Chi Xie.

They are both True Immortals at their peak, and are supreme beings who possess characteristics almost akin to the Dao in the Yellow Springs Yin Land.

"That's great, Gui!"

Chen Huangpi was genuinely happy for the Soul-Reaping Ghost: "Although it was built up with the power of inheritance, a true immortal is still a true immortal. Are you a living being now, or the spirit of the Soul-Reaping Book?"

The Soul-Reaping Ghost chuckled and said, "Naturally, it's the spirit of the Soul-Reaping Book."

Now that it has awakened, it naturally knows the true effects of the Enlightenment Tea. It will enable one to embark on a journey of great destiny.

However, if you know the effect in advance, it's the same as drinking an ordinary cup of tea.

The vengeful spirit had considered becoming a living being, to be resurrected, and to become just like it was in life.

But that was a long time ago.

After experiencing so much with Chen Huangpi, it realized that being the spirit of the Soul-Hooking Book was where it could exert its greatest potential.

Chen Huangpi's combat power is the strongest among these things.

Even if a vengeful ghost becomes a true immortal, it often cannot participate in that kind of battle at all.

Being a cunning strategist and occasionally using the Soul-Hooking Manual for support is enough for the Soul-Reaping Ghost.

As for the glory of the Yellow Springs Underworld Clan.

Come on, the Yellow Springs Underworld is finished.

At this moment, Chen Huangpi suddenly asked, "By the way, Agui, what did you mean by saying that Chen Daoxing wanted to become the King of the Underworld?"

Upon hearing this, the ghost's tone became indignant.

"The King of the Underworld is immortal and indestructible, and is the ruler of the Yellow Springs Underworld."

"The Great Qian Immortal Dynasty is currently undergoing a transformation in the manner of the Yellow Springs Yin Earth, but for some reason, it seems to have been abruptly interrupted."

Now that the power of inheritance has been activated.

The vengeful spirit received more than just the power of its father, the Ninth King of Hell.

There is also a lot of hidden knowledge.

The Soul-Reaping Ghost coldly said, "Golden Horn and Silver Horn are young. Their father died early, so their bloodline inheritance cannot be activated. Therefore, they only feel that this Great Qian Immortal Dynasty is like the Yellow Springs Yin Land."

“But I can tell that this place is modeled after the Yin Earth of the Yellow Springs.”

"That gray fog is transforming Daqian."

"If Chen Daoxing succeeds, he will become the ruler of the Great Qian Dynasty, and even if the world changes, it will not be able to harm him."

“He can die and be resurrected in every era.”

As soon as these words came out.

Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp's expressions instantly became extremely interesting.

If Chen Daoxing really succeeds.

Wouldn't he be incredibly powerful?

You should know that Yin Tianzi was Master's closest friend. Even after Master became the Dao Lord, their relationship remained unchanged.

In every era, the Yin Emperor can be considered the strongest being below the Dao Lord.

It's just that the Celestial Era produced such a formidable figure as my master.

He was already invincible before he even reached the Dao.

Otherwise, the number one in the Three Realms should be the Emperor of the Underworld.

Now that the Ghost of Death says Chen Daoxing is going to be the King of the Underworld, Chen Huangpi truly feels a sense of oppression that cannot be described in words.

You should know that Chen Daoxing was corrupted by that outline.

He also killed the leader of the Jietian Cult.

Its own Dao fruit has already twisted into the shape of an eye.

Chen Daoxing was already incredibly powerful. If he were to become the King of the Underworld, wouldn't he truly become a Dao Lord who wasn't actually a Dao Lord?
"Does Master know about this...?"

"The abbot can't even leave the Ten Thousand Mountains, let alone return from the Great Qian Dynasty, so how would he know?"

The brass oil lamp exclaimed in horror, "That bastard Chen Daoxing truly lives up to his reputation as the abbot's top disciple; he has indeed learned seven or eight tenths of the abbot's skills!"

The abbot was constantly battling that outline.

After arriving at the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty, even when he met the abbot from the Tai Sui Sect Master's memories, he was no longer as knowledgeable as before.

This indicates that the extraordinary changes in nature are nearing their end.

The abbot will become increasingly weak, and his hand will not be able to reach as far as it would otherwise.

Maybe at the very last moment.

The abbot will be defeated by that outline.

And those former thieves, this Great Qian Immortal Dynasty is truly a dead end!

Thinking of this, the brass oil lamp suddenly felt an irresistible urge to bring Chen Huangpi back to the human world.

You could really die here.

Even with the Grand Duke Jupiter watching, it's the same.

Can the leader of the Tai Sui Cult defeat Chen Daoxing?

That bastard's crimson banner could move the sun and moon, and could even kill a celestial being.

The Grand Duke of Tai Sui's dual Dao Fruits should only be at the same level as the Immortal Venerable.

Chen Huangpi felt very depressed.

He walked towards the innermost wall of the hall.

That's where the painting of flying immortals hangs.

Seeing this, the ghost calmly comforted him, saying, "Master, the abbot is old, while you have grown up. He is no longer the omnipotent abbot, but you are."

"All you have to do is master the Five Organs Refining Spirit Method and the Yin-Yang Harmony Transformation Spirit Technique."

"The rest is when we go home when we turn eighteen."

"Once we return to the Ten Thousand Mountains, everything will come to a conclusion."

“Ah Gui, I know.”

Chen Huangpi shook his head: "I am not discouraged, nor have I given up. Even if there are thousands of difficulties and dangers, even if there is no chance of survival, I have never been afraid. My master said that this is a path that you either don't take, or you take it to the end."

"Don't even mention taking a step back, not even half a step back."

He was a stillborn child.

To defy death and live is the most difficult thing in the world, especially since his essence is the future Yellow Heaven.

Master also said that if he does nothing and does not want to grow up, he will live a carefree life until the end of the world's upheaval.

It's just that there won't be any more of his Chen Huangpi in the future.

He will die, and the new Huang Tian will be a completely new existence.

It is not some incarnation of the Yellow Heaven descending to earth, but rather an abstract concept, cold and ruthless, composed of all rules, just like the Heavenly Way of other eras.

"I've had a very good life."

Chen Huangpi spoke as if to the ghosts and the brass oil lamp, or as if to himself: "More than 17,000 years seem like only 17 years to me. A thousand years is one year."

"If I only live to be eighteen, then at least I will be happy and content before I die."

“I am my master’s only disciple, and he loves me the most.”

"I still have Huang Er, A Gui, the Fox Mountain God, and Golden Horn and Silver Horn to keep me company. I am already very satisfied."

"I don't have much to do."

"It's just that the Six Yang Gods have emerged in this Great Qian Immortal Dynasty."

At this point, Chen Huangpi grinned and said, "I haven't suffered much, and my master couldn't bear to let me suffer, but I am the true successor of the Pure Immortal Temple!"

"I have a legitimate right to inherit!"

"I want to be the Dao Master, I want to be the invincible Dao Master!"

"Anyone who tries to take it from me, I'll kill them!"

He said that so easily.

The brass oil lamp listened, but felt a deep sadness.

Chen Huangpi has never suffered any hardship in his life.

The abbot also protected him very well, after all, he really treated him like his own son, raising him with great care and love.

But in reality, doesn't the brass oil lamp know what Chen Huangpi was like when he was a child?
That was a stillborn baby.

His skin was sallow, and he walked with a stiff gait.

Why does the abbot always say he's eight years old after he goes mad?

That's because before Chen Huangpi was seven years old, his internal organs hadn't fully developed. He was in a daze, with skin as tough as copper and bones as hard as iron, impervious to water and fire. How could he be a living person with flesh and blood?
Later on, Chen Huangpi never faced a real life-or-death crisis.

After all, the abbot is watching.

But he had endured all the hardships of the first half of his life.

After arriving at the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty, he was beaten so badly by the halfway Netherworld God that his soul was almost torn apart. He could only endure the pain because he had been tempered by the Abbot's true fire before.

Back when I was in the human world, in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

If Chen Huangpi gets injured, he'll just need to sleep it off.

There's no way that in the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty, things would suddenly take half a month to recover.

"The five internal organs are still lacking the lung temple, and the primordial spirit is still lacking the yang spirit."

The brass oil lamp thought to itself, "My ancestor, you really don't realize that the faster you grow, the more fragile your body becomes. Without that invulnerable body, anyone who is close to the Dao can kill you."

Including the leader of the Tai Sui cult.

Yes, the brass oil lamp was very wary of the Tai Sui cult leader.

Although it knows that the evil in its own bones is at play, it doesn't trust anyone, no matter how eloquently they speak.

At all times, the brass oil lamp is ready to summon its clone back.

If something really happens, it will fight desperately.

As Chen Huangpi grew older, it became increasingly difficult for him to enter a demonic state, and he could no longer transform into Huang Tian and wreak havoc as he once could.

And his physical body was becoming more and more like that of a living person.

If it were before you even started cultivating...

The brass oil lamp carried Chen Huangpi everywhere without ever feeling any problem.

Because at that time, Chen Huangpi's body was so solid that it was like the rules of heaven and earth, and no one could break it.

"Huang Er, A Gui, look quickly, the Flying Immortal Scroll is really here!"

Chen Huangpi pointed at the painting of flying immortals hanging on the wall, his face full of disbelief.

I thought finding the Flying Immortal Map would mean facing some enormous crisis.

I didn't expect to see it as soon as I came in.

Chen Daoxing truly didn't believe anyone could come here.

Is that why you're so arrogant?
The brass oil lamp was interrupted from its reverie and quickly began to examine the painting of flying immortals.

The vengeful spirit looked around warily.

For some reason, it felt that something was off about this place.

"The master and Huang Er said that this place was arranged by Chen Daoxing."

"But when Chen Daoxing left the Ten Thousand Mountains, the abbot hadn't gone mad yet, and it was impossible for that purple-robed abbot to appear. How could he have known all this?"

The vengeful spirit is always meticulous in its planning.

Many details are easily overlooked by Chen Huangpi's carefree personality, but it is different; it feels that this place may not be the work of Chen Daoxing.

At the very least, Chen Daoxing's role in it should only be a part.

"Wait a minute! Where is the Gate of Creation in this Flying Immortal Diagram?"

The brass oil lamp pointed at the painting of flying immortals, its face showing a look of doubt.

The image of the flying immortal has changed too much from how it was in its memory.

Many of the depictions of celestial beings flying above have disappeared, replaced by large areas of yellowish blank space, especially the Gate of Creation, which has also vanished without a trace.

Without the Gate of Creation, there will be no more immortals.

Isn't this Flying Immortal Painting now completely useless?

At that moment, Chen Huangpi produced the Ascension Token.

The Ascension Token emitted a warm glow, but unlike before, it wasn't intermittent; instead, it maintained a constant state, as if the Gate of Creation was still there, yet the entrance was nowhere to be found.

Then look at that painting of flying immortals.

The Flying Immortal painting doesn't even move a little.

It simply exudes a slightly decaying aura, silently hanging on this wall.

Chen Huangpi tried to communicate with him, but the latter did not respond at all.

It truly seemed to have become a lifeless object.

The brass oil lamp sighed and said, "My family's ancestral home is dead. I can no longer sense the Dao it carried. If I'm not mistaken, it must have been torn into many pieces, just like a painting being torn apart."

Chen Huangpi remained silent, but instead poured the essence within his body into the Flying Immortal Diagram.

But this did nothing.

Just as the brass oil lamp said, the Flying Immortal Painting is completely dead.

It's likely that something terrible happened during the great battle when it and the Golden Sky Lantern arrived in the Great Qian Dynasty, which is why it has become what it is today.

The Flying Immortal Painting is now just an inanimate object made of a special material.

"There is another world inside the Flying Immortal Map."

Chen Huangpi said, "The Golden Sky Lantern was hung in that world back then, and there was also a golden gate inside. In the beginning, Master sat cross-legged in front of that gate."

He was describing a scene he had witnessed in the memories of the Fox Mountain God.

That master was a heretic.

But according to the real past, Master was indeed in the world of the Flying Immortal Painting at that time.

Behind that enormous golden door.

Chen Huangpi was unsure what was behind the door; it might be the altar, or something else entirely.

Chen Huangpi said helplessly, "If only I could use my Heart Temple ability in this world, I could turn the Flying Immortal Diagram into an evil one and perhaps revive it."

The brass oil lamp shook its head and said, "It's no use. You didn't revive it, otherwise I would have taken out my lamp oil by now."

Chen Huangpi's dazzling light wasn't meant to make people look evil at all.

That is a gift from nature.

To truly turn a person into an evil being, one must look to its extremely yin and evil Nine Netherworld Lamp.

“Take the Flying Immortal Map with you. After all, it is a treasure of our Pure Immortal Temple. This is not the place for it.”

The brass oil lamp spoke in a somber tone.

Although the Flying Immortal Diagram has always been kept low-key at the Pure Immortal Temple and its power is not particularly strong, it belongs to the lowest rank among the nine great treasures.

But they were old acquaintances from back then.

Now that the Flying Immortal Diagram has become like this, what about Huang Yi, the brother born in the same furnace?
What if, when I finally see it, it's already in pieces?

I can't even put it together.

"Although I don't like it, if it dies, then I can only be Huang Yi."

The brass oil lamp said with a bitter face, "I don't know if I can hold on."

Chen Huangpi took down the painting of the flying immortals and turned to comfort the brass oil lamp: "Huang Er, you're talking about something discouraging again. You're not a golden-topped sky lamp, what are you going to use to lift it up?"

The brass oil lamp laughed heartily and casually said, "Easy, I'll just make a golden-topped sky lantern."

These words amused Chen Huangpi.

"Your Escape Divine Light is all learned from Huang Yi. Where are you going to make a Golden Sky Lantern? You don't know how to enlighten the gods."

But he had just finished speaking.

The Ascension Token in Chen Huangpi's hand suddenly lit up.

It was as if they had found the gateway to creation.

Suddenly, a beam of light burst forth from the Ascension Token and shot directly onto the wall where the Ascension Picture was hanging.

Then it shot through a hole about two fingers wide.

The three things—Chen Huangpi, the brass oil lamp, and the ghost that takes lives—exchanged glances at each other.

They all showed expressions of disbelief.

Without a second thought, Chen Huangpi immediately pressed his forehead against the hole.

The evil eye between his eyebrows was about the same size as this hole.

Then, the brass oil lamp and the ghost of death saw that Chen Huangpi's body was trembling, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

"Family member, what did you see?"

"I……"

“I saw the Nine-Bell Bell.”

"It's fighting a big battle with something."

"Wait, those things saw me!!!" (End of Chapter)