Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

The sun and moon share the same sky.

Day and night are confused.

Amidst the billowing gray mist above the entire Great Qian Immortal Dynasty, another great battle was still raging.

When Chenhuangpi returns to the present.

The first thing he saw was two figures fighting a great battle with the Dao Lord, who had a human head and a snake's body, in the gray mist.

Those two figures were the leader of the Bailing Heaven Sect and the spirit of the Dao Lord.

However, before Chen Huangpi could join the battle...

The voice of the Lord of the Spirit Worship Sect then emerged from the gray mist from all directions.

"No need to interfere, return to my dojo immediately."

"Senior, I'm here to help you."

"Alright, then you deal with this Dao Lord. I'll go back to my Daoist temple and hide from that figure."

"Don't worry, senior, I'll return to your dojo now."

Chen Huangpi is an obedient and good child.

He especially loves listening to what his elders say.

So without thinking, he flew towards the Bailingtian Dojo.

"Family member, weren't you going to lend a hand? Why did you just slip away like that?"

"Nonsense, I just want to help, not die."

Although Chen Huangpi had just killed Chen Daoxing.

But his own condition wasn't very good, especially when it came to that outline; that thing was simply beyond his current capabilities.

The leader of the Bailing Heaven Cult is a veteran powerhouse, someone from the same era as my master.

They can handle it.

If I went up there myself, I might just mess it up.

However, the brass oil lamp is really just a myth.

If Chen Huangpi really wanted to join the battle, it would definitely be the first to stop him.

The leader of the Bailingtian Cult made it very clear before.

Years ago, he tried to extract the spirit from that outline, but failed and was discovered. Since then, he has probably been on that outline's kill list.

The key point is that it has been so many years.

They've managed to hide in the gray fog, quietly surviving until now.

Nobody knows how this person did it.

But the brass oil lamp knew one thing.

That is, even an old demon like the Lord of the Spirit Heaven Cult could deal with that Dao Lord who had a human head and a snake body.

Chen Huangpi should also be able to fight him.

But while combat strength is one thing, whether one can actually survive is another matter entirely.

The more important thing right now is to hide.

The key is to avoid drawing attention to that outline.

And then there's the golden-topped sky lantern.

At this moment, the golden-topped sky lantern had already disappeared into the gray mist.

The moment He smoothed out the shattered timeline and opened the path of guidance, He was no longer in this world.

But my family knows their own affairs.

The brass oil lamp had previously transformed Chen Huangpi into something evil.

We must not allow the golden sky lantern to be rekindled.

This matter could become a major hidden danger.

"Huang Yi, I know you're still here."

The brass oil lamp instinctively pointed in one direction and cried out, "Stop playing dead, hurry up and light Chen Huangpi again. He can't do evil things; there's something wrong with his physical body."

Chen Huangpi also looked over there.

He had wanted to see the Golden Sky Lantern for a very long time.

I want to know if Huang Yi is as inhuman and heartless as Huang Er claims, and I also want to know what Emperor Chen did when he activated the Golden Sky Lantern on the Tianhe battlefield.

It's a pity.

To this day, he has never seen the Golden Sky Lantern.

"Huang Yi, Huang Yi!"

The brass oil lamp was still blaring.

But the golden-topped sky lantern did not respond at all.

Even if Chen Huangpi came, He would not be willing to lend a helping hand.

"Huang Er, stop shouting."

Chen Huangpi said helplessly, "Huang Yi said to come find Him on the day the changes in heaven and earth end. Now it's already the fifth time that the extreme of Yang has arrived, so it doesn't matter if we wait a little longer."

"Can this be the same?"

The brass oil lamp said indignantly, "Now you are both incarnated as Taiyi and wearing the skin of the Nine Spirits Venerable. I have also transformed you into an evil being. Your current state is too strange. I will not feel at ease if you do not change back."

It refused to give up calling for the Golden Sky Lantern.

Or rather, he was worried about the dried yellow peel.

The Five Organs Refining Spirit Method and the Yin-Yang Harmony Transformation Spirit Technique must both be cultivated to a high level of perfection.

Moreover, only Chen Huangpi's original physical body can cultivate.

The current situation is powerful.

However, Chen Huangpi had actually become a being of the Taixu, and was incompatible with the entire Xuanzhen Dao Realm.

There is no temple for the five internal organs, nor a god of yin and yang.

They couldn't even use their original abilities.

Chen Huangpi was fully aware of this.

However, he actually felt that things were fine as they were, since he originally only had the strength of a True Immortal at the peak, and he only managed to reach that level through external forces.

If it goes back to the way it was before.

Although the Law of Heaven and Earth can still be used, it's uncertain whether this unexpectedly created alternative Dao Fruit can be preserved.

His intuition told him.

This fruit was very important to him.

It is a link in his own cultivation system, connecting the past and the future.

"Oh no! The surrounding gray fog seems to be disappearing."

The vengeful spirit suddenly spoke up: "Look, there seems to be something in the sky."

Hear this.

Chen Huangpi, the fox mountain god, and the brass oil lamp all subconsciously looked up.

The surrounding gray fog is not actually disappearing.

Instead, they are rapidly gathering together.

Above the gray fog was originally the Tianhe Battlefield, but that battlefield has been completely destroyed, and the former Tianhe has been swallowed up by Chen Huangpi.

Logically speaking, the next level above should be the celestial realm.

But what comes into view now is a completely different, terrifying scene.

It was a hazy, gray outline.

An existence so immense that it defies description.

That was a world.

A world even larger than the Xuanzhen Dao Realm.

In this world, five corpses hang in the center, and countless eyes open and close around them, sweeping across the entire Xuanzhen Dao Realm with each opening and closing.

This outline has remained shrouded outside the Xuanzhen Dao Realm for countless years.

This time, it seems that the Lord of the Spirit Worshiping Heaven really angered Him back then, and He actually descended with His will, turning His gaze here.

Just like when Chen Huangpi first saw this outline.

Just one glance at it is enough to affect one's mind, leaving one feeling empty and lost.

If you look away from it, you'll forget it completely.

Only those who are close to the Dao can be granted limited exemptions.

Stop looking and let's go!

Chen Huangpi was unwilling to stay here for long. He didn't know why, perhaps because he had transformed into Taiyi, or perhaps because of the thirty percent of Taixu Heavenly Dao within him, but he felt an indescribable fear after seeing this outline.

It was like encountering a natural enemy.

There was a sense of unease, as if I were being completely suppressed.

There is even a kind of phantom pain.

That pain was more intense than being engulfed in flames.

It felt as if I had personally experienced being eaten by that silhouette.

After a few breaths.

Chen Huangpi then led the Soul-Snatching Ghosts and plunged headlong into the Taoist temple.

Even after arriving here...

The unease in his heart had not lessened much.

"That silhouette seemed to be looking for me."

Chen Huangpi's face was pale, and his hands and feet felt icy cold.

That outline was provoked by the Lord of the Spirit Worship Sect, which is why its will manifested. However, when it focused its gaze on the Xuanzhen Dao Realm, all the information was perceived by it.

Chen Huangpi, this Taiyi, also had no means of concealment.

Of course, it will attract their attention.

"Fox Mountain God, is this Spirit Sea Dojo any good?"

The brass oil lamp said anxiously, "Your master is very mysterious, and his words have an eerie quality. He said that hiding here will ensure your safety, but it doesn't seem to be working at all."

If that silhouette has its eye on Chen Huangpi.

That would be a real disaster.

It was only by the abbot's intervention that they were able to stop it.

Every single one of the others absolutely cannot withstand it.

The fox mountain god was at a loss and said incoherently, "You're asking me? I don't know either. Huang Er, why don't we escape? Let's go back to the Ten Thousand Mountains. That's definitely the safest place."

The temple dedicated to Bai Lingtian is located in the gray mist.

In fact, the next leader of the Fox Mountain God thought it was all nonsense.

The Lord of the Spirit Realm built this temple with the spirit of all things, and combined it with the gray mist, which actually originated from that outline.

To that silhouette, the gray mist might just be its breath.

But if you really think about it, it is actually part of that outline.

Bai Lingtian is like a parasite.

Parasitic in this gray fog, yet the Lord of the Spirit Heaven Cult possesses truly demonic methods, even managing to understand the gray fog and conceal its outline, so that even those Dao Lords and Chen Daoxing cannot find this place.

Such behavior cannot be described as nothing short of audacious.

But the consequences were also very serious.

If they are discovered, an apocalyptic catastrophe will immediately follow.

"Go back to the Ten Thousand Mountains my ass."

The brass oil lamp roared, "If we can be detected hiding here, going out will only lead to certain death!"

The fox mountain god said helplessly, "Then what do you suggest we do?"

"How did your master hide before? Show us how, and help us hide."

"This... I don't know how."

"What? What did you learn from your master?"

"I don't know either. It seems like I've learned everything, but at the same time, I haven't learned anything."

The fox mountain god's tone was complex.

Its current cultivation level is actually quite strange. The spiritual energy in its body has not increased; it is still the same amount left over from drinking the abbot's bathwater back then.

However, the physical body has become a naturally born being.

It may not be that powerful, but it can easily deal with ordinary True Immortals.

Over the years, it has also asked the leader of the Bailingtian Cult, wanting to learn some real skills.

As a result, the leader of the Bailing Heaven Cult told it, "You don't need to learn from me; let me learn from you."

That sounds very mysterious.

The fox mountain god still hasn't figured it out.

What exactly does this cheap master want to learn from me?
As time passes little by little.

That feeling of unease grew stronger.

Chen Huangpi was suffering greatly inside.

"If all else fails, I'll fight Him to the death!"

"Waiting like this is worse than death."

Chen Huangpi gritted his teeth and activated the life fire around his body, pushing his power upwards once more.

However, he has now reached an extreme.

If you want to go any further, your life fire will not be able to keep up.

And just then.

A voice rang out from inside Chen Huangpi's body.

"Junior brother, find a way to extinguish the life fire within you and exit that Taiyi state."

The severed hand was healing inside Chen Huangpi's body.

But it was once the Great Emperor Donghua, and it was knowledgeable and experienced. It had also fought a great battle with the gods of Taixu, so it naturally knew a little bit about it.

"This fire can't be put out."

Chen Huangpi's tone was complicated: "I don't know what the current situation is of the Daoist Master of Taixu, but this life fire has not been extinguished. Perhaps his obsession has dissipated and he wants me to die."

Chen Daoxing's last words directly exposed the Dao Master of Taixu.

To this Daoist master.

Chen Huangpi's feelings were extremely complicated.

He didn't even know before that the Daoist Master of Taixu had chosen to stand on his side at some point and secretly helped him reverse the situation.

However, the other party will become your mortal enemy after this moment.

If it is possible.

Chen Huangpi naturally wanted to bring back the Daoist Master of Taixu.

He is a being composed of the Heavenly Dao of the Xuanzhen Dao Realm and 30% of the Heavenly Dao of the Taixu World.

Putting everything else aside, just consider that 30% of the Heavenly Dao.

The relationship between Chen Huangpi and the Daoist Master of Taixu can be described as extremely subtle.

Even if you've never seen them before.

Yet there is an instinctive sense of closeness.

However, the Lord of Taixu is not the same as before, and Chen Huangpi is not the same as the former Taixu Heavenly Dao.

Therefore, they should not be confused.

"The coffin, hide in that coffin."

"coffin……"

Upon hearing this, Chen Huangpi instinctively slapped the Soul-Hooking Book.

The coffin that his master had given him immediately flew out.

"Will this coffin extinguish the flames of my life?"

Chen Huangpi hesitated greatly: "If someone who is close to the Dao can open this coffin, then the Dao Master of Taixu, and that outline, are even stronger than that..."

Chen Huangpi once used this coffin to treat a severed hand.

It had absolutely no effect whatsoever.

A severed hand can indeed open it.

"You don't understand what this coffin was used for."

The severed hand said solemnly, "Forging the heartwood of the Jianmu tree is nothing special, nor is the Heavenly Pardon Scroll. But when combined with the deceased Heavenly Emperor, it naturally possesses some kind of strange power."

"Was this coffin used to house the heavens?"

Chen Huangpi was shocked: "After Cangtian died, Master put him in this coffin?"

"The deathly aura of the heavens cannot be faked."

The severed hand said, "To others, this coffin is just a treasure, but to you, it can perfectly conceal your true nature at this moment."

Chen Huangpi understood.

He didn't ask any more questions, and simply opened the coffin and lay down inside.

The moment it was turned off.

The brass oil lamp cried out, "Family member, let me in too!"

"And me, I am the Fox Mountain God, squeeze in, squeeze in."

The fox mountain god was unwilling to stay at the temple where he worshipped the spirit god.

Wouldn't it be foolish not to lie in a coffin if you had one?

Bang...

The coffin was closed.

In the darkness, the light of the brass oil lamp shone.

There is no such thing as a space that can contain a vast expanse within a mustard seed inside this coffin.

The size inside is the same as the size of a normal coffin.

The four items immediately felt incredibly crowded.

Chen Huangpi himself took up more than half the space, while the fox mountain god and the brass oil lamp could only be shrunk to fit right next to each other.

Even the most deadly ghosts can only squeeze into the Book of Souls and make room for it.

"Family member, how are you feeling now?"

"I feel really bad."

Chen Huangpi said with a bitter face, "The thought that this coffin once held the dead Heaven makes me feel uneasy, as if one day I will lie in it myself."

He was a little scared, and a little terrified.

I always feel like a dead kinsman is watching me from an unseen corner.

The brass oil lamp comforted him, saying, "Don't be afraid. Everyone dies eventually. It's just a matter of sooner or later. No matter how big the Pure Immortal Temple is, this coffin is your true home."

It would have been better if it hadn't been mentioned; the mention of dried tangerine peel made me feel even more disgusted.

He actually had no concept of life and death.

You have to understand that he has lived through these past 17,000 years in a daze.

I never thought I would die.

But now that I know the coffin's original purpose, I feel an instinctive resistance. "Huang Er, thank you for comforting me."

Chen Huangpi said with emotion, "Don't worry, if I die, I will definitely not let you go. I will kill you first and have you buried with me."

The brass oil lamp exclaimed in shock, "We're from the same family! We're brothers!"

"Yeah, brother."

Chen Huangpi said earnestly, "Brothers should share happiness and hardship. We don't ask to be born on the same day, month, and year, but we ask to die on the same day, month, and year."

"It's impossible for the four of us born in the same year to be together."

"But dying in the same year is still quite simple."

"that……"

The fox mountain god said weakly, "Ever since I started hanging out with you, I've never enjoyed any happiness, but I've suffered countless hardships. Can I live on?"

"no!"

Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp spoke in unison.

They had long regarded the fox mountain god as one of their own, as a good brother.

The fox mountain god looked sullen.

However, it said that intentionally.

These four things have been together for so long that they know each other inside and out. These seemingly nonsensical and joking remarks are actually a way of masking their inner fears.

Yes……

Chen Huangpi was terrified.

It was the fear of that outline.

As for how the fox spirit figured it out...

"Chen Huangpi, you've almost broken my leg. I need a replacement."

"it is good."

Chen Huangpi nodded, looking anxiously at the life fire on his body.

After entering the coffin, the life fire on his body calmed down, but it showed no signs of dimming or going out.

In his current state, he cannot even activate the Evil Eye.

Naturally, no one knew what was happening outside the coffin.

Will that silhouette really fail to recognize itself?

Can the deathly aura emanating from this coffin truly conceal itself and mask its true nature?

"Senior brother, how did you know the secret of this coffin?"

Chen Huangpi asked the question to the man with the severed hand.

The severed hand belongs to Emperor Donghua, not the real Xu Qingshan.

Even though it's been brought up now, someone with a severed hand shouldn't have known this secret.

The brass oil lamp looked even more curious.

"That's right, Emperor Xu, I didn't know about this at all. How did you find out?"

"Because Xu Qingshan and I share the same Dao fruit."

The severed hand explained, “I am another him, and he is another me. This situation is unprecedented, and I can’t really explain it. But you can think of it as me influencing his path, and he influencing me.”

Two different individuals, yet sharing the same name.

The severed-handed Emperor Donghua was close to the Dao. Although he was not a veteran powerhouse and was a junior of the Abbot, being close to the Dao was still close to the Dao.

Every word spoken must contain a source of knowledge.

It can even manifest in the other person's memory.

The most amazing thing is that it's not that Xu Qingshan sees himself as the severed hand, but rather that the severed hand, who is almost a Daoist, is moving in the opposite direction towards Xu Qingshan.

Therefore, the severed hand clearly knows some of Xu Qingshan's memories.

“My path will influence him. Once this matter is over, I will cut off all contact with him and let him walk his own path.”

Even though he had severed his hand, he was upright and honest, and had once turned into an evil spirit. Yet, when he came to the vicinity of the Ten Thousand Mountains, people treated him with utmost respect.

But the brass oil lamp said in a strange tone, "It's better not to cut off contact. I know that kid Xu Qingshan. He'd rather lie down than stand up. Yi Qingzhou is just giving up because he has a mental block."

"He wanted to give up from the very beginning."

"If he can achieve victory effortlessly to the point of being close to the Dao, even if he uses your Dao, I reckon he'll be laughing in his sleep."

Jingxian Temple has many disciples.

They were all geniuses from the most prosperous period of the entire Xuanzhen Dao world.

But even the abbot finds Yi Qingzhou, Bai Qiuxian, and Xu Qingshan a headache.

These three people are not without ambition.

Rather, they didn't have high goals to begin with; they felt that becoming an immortal was enough.

Later, when he became a true immortal, he was scolded by Chen Daoxing before he tried his best to deal with things.

At this moment, Chen Huangpi asked again, "Senior brother, do you know where Cangtian is now?"

Chen Daoxing also wanted to prolong the life of Heaven back then.

It's a pity that it failed.

But the formation remains in its original state.

Master once said that a terrible thing was being suppressed in the old temple.

Chen Huangpi once thought it was the heavens.

But after experiencing more, I felt that it probably wasn't true.

The man with the severed hand hesitated for a moment before saying, "I don't know the other part about this, but I think that the abbot must have used this coffin to move the heavens to another place back then."

"That should happen later."

The brass oil lamp said with certainty, "In the beginning, the Azure Heaven was in the world within that Flying Immortal Diagram, and the deathly aura of the Azure Heaven there has not dissipated to this day."

Naturally, the deceased Cangtian was not inside this coffin.

Chen Huangpi had only seen the sky once in his memory.

For many years afterward, no matter how powerful he became, he was unable to detect the location of the heavens.

"I feel that even the heavens are not on Master's side."

Chen Huangpi said uncertainly, "But Master is also the Dao Lord. He has already merged with the Dao. If Heaven is not on him, then where is it?"

"Hey, no offense to you, fellow clansman."

The brass oil lamp scoffed, "You always like to make wild guesses. If the heavens aren't on the abbot, how can the abbot be the master of the heavens?"

"But I'm always right when I guess."

"Alright, now guess again, where exactly is the heavens?"

This time, Chen Huangpi was stumped and stammered, unable to say anything.

Actually, he didn't necessarily want to get to the bottom of where Heaven was.

However, I've always been very curious about it over the years.

According to Master's instructions.

The changing of eras is accompanied by the death of the Heavenly Way.

If a Dao Lord who has attained the Dao does not sever his own life, he will die along with the Dao Lord, causing the world to continuously transform and ultimately achieving a perfect world.

Chen Huangpi did not want his master to die.

Master never said he would definitely die.

So here's the question: Heaven is destined to die, and after four more periods of extreme Yang, the next era will begin.

How long will Master live?
They must have parted ways with the heavens.

But if he were to separate from Heaven, wouldn't his master also be committing suicide, just like those thieves?

Given my master's temperament, he would disdain doing such a thing.

The more Chen Huangpi thought about it, the more of a headache he got.

He increasingly felt that he was still too young. Apart from being able to compare with the veteran powerhouses of the Xuanzhen Dao Realm in terms of combat strength, it was impossible for him to catch up in other aspects in a short period of time.

Let alone his master, even people like the Lord of the Spirit Heaven Sect, the Lord of the Tai Sui Sect, and the Old Madman.

Chen Huangpi felt that he could learn a lot from his words and actions.

Moreover, they still can't fully understand it.

"I'm not going to guess anymore. I've been guessing for ages and still can't figure it out."

Chen Huangpi said irritably, "Master always likes to call others geniuses. I used to listen to his nonsense and really thought I was the number one genius in the world. But the geniuses I've met are all more amazing than the last."

Ironically, all those geniuses had been beaten into submission by their masters.

As a result, when he, as an apprentice, encountered them, everyone could defeat him and subdue him.

The severed hand spoke up: "Junior brother, you are too impatient. You have only been cultivating for a few years, and it is already very difficult to have come this far. You have learned a variety of things, but you have been able to integrate them together, which is already very rare."

It means that the dried tangerine peel has been successfully produced.

He was born a true immortal, nurtured by nature.

Even if it is extremely powerful, it may not necessarily gain more than the stumbling and bumpy journey it has taken.

Chen Huangpi sighed and said, "Senior brother, if you praised me under normal circumstances, I would be very happy. But after my battle with Chen Daoxing, I understand that time waits for no one."

"It's not that I'm impatient, it's that I'm still far from good enough."

"Dongzhen, Chen Daoxing has learned it."

"But I only learned the basics, and I couldn't use them, so I went against the grain and came up with a completely opposite sword move."

"My fourth master taught me the techniques of 'flower in the mirror' and 'moon in the water,' but I still don't even know how to get started."

"If it were Chen Daoxing, I think he would be able to learn it."

Although Chen Huangpi killed Chen Daoxing.

Although he could not forgive Chen Daoxing or whitewash his actions.

But he had to admit it.

Chen Daoxing did indeed learn about 70-80% of his master's skills.

Among the disciples of Jingxian Temple, he was able to become the senior disciple not because of any connections, but because he was indeed a person whose talent and natural gifts were impeccable.

Just saying.

Suddenly, Chen Huangpi's head tilted to the side.

He thought of something.

“Huang Er, A Gui, the Fox Mountain God, and my senior brother.”

"Do you think Heaven might be with Fourth Master?"

The fourth master is also a heretic.

It's one of Master's pseudonyms.

Moreover, they can leave the Ten Thousand Mountains and secretly cause trouble outside.

Chen Huangpi still doesn't understand what role the "evil Taoist" persona is supposed to play in his master's scheme.

The brass oil lamp was taken aback.

“Family member, how could you possibly believe that Heaven is with the Four Lords?”

"I was just guessing."

"Then don't guess next time, or I won't know how to laugh at you anymore."

The brass oil lamp thought that Chen Huangpi had really lost his mind this time.

Everyone knows where these heretical people come from.

It wasn't the abbot who cut it off.

He is the abbot in the memories of the Fox Mountain God, a strange being who jumped into reality with a drop of Chen Huangpi's blood.

Since then, Chen Huangpi has seen the abbot in other people's memories as well.

But such cases of heretics never appeared again.

It's obvious that the heretical Taoist priest was deliberately created by the abbot.

They said it wasn't just one person.

But try making a heretical Taoist priest your abbot and see what happens...

Anyway, I wouldn't dare use a brass oil lamp.

Moreover, what is the abbot's purpose in placing the heavens with the heretics?
Chen Huangpi scratched his head: "It seems I was overthinking it. I guess the heavens are still in the Ten Thousand Mountains, or with Master. Maybe in the past, but it's really strange that they're with Fourth Master."

"It can't be that Fourth Master can still..."

When we talk about the word "again".

Suddenly, a dense aura of deathly energy erupted from the coffin.

The dried yellow peel was instantly covered by it.

The life force burning within him was suppressed in an instant.

His entire body, from top to bottom, turned completely black.

Then, he fainted.

at the same time.

Outside the coffin.

One by one, the characters, resembling flowers, birds, fish, and insects, lit up.

The entire coffin was covered with inscriptions of Heaven's Pardon.

These words are not usually visible.

But now I don't know if Chen Huangpi's words were wrong, or if they were too right.

Of course, it could also just be a simple coincidence.

In short, these Heavenly Pardons manifested and began to operate and flow wildly.

Endless radiance erupted forth.

The entire Linghai Daoist Temple of Bailingtian was illuminated with unparalleled brilliance.

Outside the temple.

The outline that shrouds the Xuanzhen Dao Realm.

Its gaze swept across the gray fog, scanning back and forth.

But in the end, they gained nothing.

So His attention was turned to another person.

That is, the leader of the Bailingtian Cult.

"The will of that silhouette has descended, old demon, your death is nigh!!!"

The Daoist Master, with a human head and a snake's body, roared.

Heaven knows to what extent He was driven to desperation by the demonic methods of the Lord of the Spirit Worship Sect.

They've completely lost face.

An existence that is almost like the Dao is actually able to suppress Him, the former master of the Dao.

Although He cannot unleash His peak combat power due to the limitations of His physical body.

But things have come to this point.

The difference in quality had already been determined long ago.

The leader of the Bailing Heaven Cult remained calm and unhurried.

At this moment, He was filled with ferocity, and billowing black mist swept over His body.

Just like a peerless demon.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

The leader of the Bailing Heaven Cult grinned maliciously: "I naturally wouldn't dare touch that outline, but if you think it can protect you, you're really overthinking it."

"I have been lying dormant for over ten thousand years, day and night, researching how to kill you all."

"However, after much research, I must admit that it is extremely difficult to overthrow the Dao Lord. Fortunately, I used to cultivate the demonic path."

As the saying goes, "The righteous path is one foot high, but the evil path is ten feet high."

"After fighting with you for so long, haven't you noticed that you and I are becoming more and more alike?"

As soon as these words came out.

The Daoist master with a human head and a snake's body suddenly trembled.

He realized something.

Suddenly, he focused his mind on his body.

But he discovered that his true form had unknowingly transformed into that of the leader of the Bailing Heaven Cult.

"What did you do to me, you devil?"

"Naturally, I want to bestow upon you a great fortune."

The leader of the Bailingtian Cult chuckled strangely: "I will replace Lingtian, and you will become the Dao Lord. Why don't you quickly merge with the Dao? What? You look down on the Lingtian that I created?"

Having said that, the figure of the Bailing Heaven Cult Leader exploded instantly, transforming into endless spiritual light, and pounced towards the Dao Lord with a human head and a snake body.

The latter struggled desperately.

But the Lingtian Cult Leader has managed to survive for so many years.

Once they stopped being so lenient and laid their cards on the table...

The various underhanded and unorthodox methods they employ are truly impossible to guard against.

next to.

That spirit originally separated from the main body of the human-headed, snake-bodied Daoist.

Then suddenly it twisted.

It transformed into the appearance of the Dao Lord, who had a human head and a snake's body.

However, with demonic fire burning in his eyes and billowing black smoke around him, this was no Dao Lord; it was clearly the spirit of the Bailing Heaven Sect Master.

All things have spirits; please let the spirits possess you.

The leader of the Bailingtian Cult truly believes in this.

But when that silhouette's gaze swept over its "Dao Lord," it didn't notice anything amiss.

The leader of the Bailingtian Cult keeps his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart.

He adopted a very respectful posture.

"Greetings to my Heaven."

Available in the next second.

The gaze hesitated for a moment before turning back.

The figure of the leader of the Bailing Heaven Cult had disappeared into the gray mist, fleeing madly to some unknown place.

The outline of his gaze instantly turned into extreme anger.

And each and every eye.

It then detached from that outline and fell into the Xuanzhen Dao Realm.

The goal is to find and kill the leader of the Bailingtian Cult within the gray fog.

Regarding that outline.

The leader of the Bailingtian Cult is nothing but a fly.

More than 10,000 years ago, it was buzzing around Him, but He was being pulled along by the Lord of Heaven and couldn't spare the energy to swat the fly. Fortunately, after that incident, the fly dared not jump again.

Then, more than 10,000 years later, it reappeared.

It's even more disgusting than eating shit. (End of Chapter)