Blind Ghostwriter: Starts with the full level of Nine Yang Magic Skill

Chapter 278 The Mysterious White Jade Capital (8.6k words, please vote)

Penglai Island is located in a canyon.

While Gu Mo and the others were heading to the Heavenly Island, Xiao Bai, holding a sword, entered the canyon and continued towards its depths.

As she walked, she transmitted her voice: "This place is called the Valley of Beginning and End, which means the beginning and the end of all things. It is considered a forbidden area of ​​Penglai Island. However, all the rules of Penglai Island are based on the unity of heaven and man and following one's heart and nature. Therefore, although this place is a forbidden area, there are no restrictions on entering except for the innermost cave."

Deep within the canyon, verdant cliffs embrace a babbling brook, its waters flowing gently among pebbles, splashing up tiny silver beads. Vines hang down like green curtains on both banks, moss covers the strange rocks, and a few wild orchids exude their fragrance from the crevices. Only the sound of the flowing water and the occasional chirping of a mountain bird make the valley even more serene.

With a few quick leaps, Xiao Bai darted deeper into the valley. A sudden drop in the cliff face revealed a natural cave entrance, its opening partially obscured by several gnarled ancient pines. On the stone slab at the cave entrance sat four figures: a boy, a young man, a middle-aged man, and an old man, each with distinct appearances—short, tall, thin, and stout—and emanating vastly different auras.

The four appeared to be sitting quietly, but their auras subtly intertwined, forming an invisible barrier. Even the petals falling from the cave entrance swirled in mid-air, unable to fall for a long time.

Standing under a large tree in the distance, Xiao Bai transmitted his voice, saying, "Inch Mang Buddha, Cloud-Stepping Immortal, Fat Maitreya, and Thin Bamboo Elder, two Buddhas and two warriors. Inch Mang Buddha is good at earth-遁术 (earth-遁术 is a type of magic that allows one to escape from the ground), Cloud-Stepping Immortal is good at wind-riding techniques, Fat Maitreya can turn into stone, and Thin Bamboo Elder is good at illusion techniques. My martial arts are more effective against Thin Bamboo Elder and Cloud-Stepping Immortal. I'll hold off these two. You go and deal with Inch Mang Buddha and Fat Maitreya, then come and help me."

Jiang Ruoxu didn't say anything more, only responding with a "hmm".

immediately,

Xiao Bai walked towards the cave. Behind the cave entrance was a tall bronze door, and their purpose in going there was to open the bronze door and enter the cave.

When Xiaobai stepped into the cave entrance
The thin bamboo elder, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. His face was expressionless as he asked, "Holy Maiden, this is a forbidden area. We must not proceed any further."

Xiao Bai remained silent, preparing to draw his heavy sword. However, at that very moment, a terrifying dragon's roar resounded through the sky, shaking Penglai Island—a sound that pierced the very heart.

Xiao Bai immediately gripped the heavy sword.

Immediately afterwards, a roar that shook the void was heard: "Bai Yujing, you're courting death!"

That voice instantly transformed into a dragon's roar. The other three, who had been resting with their eyes closed, also opened their eyes and quickly walked out of the cave. Looking up, they saw that the sky above the island was in turmoil, the world had lost its color, and a dragon was rolling and roaring in the clouds. In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and a terrifying dragon's might spread.

Xiao Bai's pupils contracted slightly, and he hurriedly said, "Old Man Shouzhu, something has happened on Heavenly Island. The island lord sent me to inform you to go and help quickly. Someone... no, a monster has invaded the island!"

However, the old man with thin bamboo and his companions remained unmoved.

The old man with thin bamboo said, "Holy Maiden, if needed, the First Island Master and the Second Island Master will inform us..."

However, before the old man with thin bamboo could finish speaking, his expression changed slightly, and he said, "The Great Island Lord's order has arrived, Holy Maiden, we must go and help."

After all,

Apart from the child-like Cunmang Buddha, the other three quickly headed out of the canyon and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Bai, who was already ready to take action, was stunned. He didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

At that moment,

Suddenly, Xiao Bai drew his heavy sword. The sword seemed like an illusory mist, instantly piercing through Cun Mang Fo's heart without leaving a single wound. Cun Mang Fo collapsed to the ground.

And in the next instant

Beside the corpse of Cunmang Buddha, a figure slowly emerged; it was Jiang Ruoxu.

"I didn't expect it to go so smoothly," Xiaobai said with some emotion.

Jiang Ruoxu said calmly, "Stop talking nonsense and let's go in. Penglai Island is not peaceful today. There really are dragons in this world."

"I haven't seen it either."

As Xiaobai spoke, he walked to the bronze door, pushed it hard, and the bronze door opened, revealing a surge of powerful spiritual energy.

The cave was filled with an indelible darkness, and water droplets seeping from the rock walls fell to the ground with a sound in the darkness, like the drumbeats of a countdown.

Jiang Ruoxu and Xiaobai moved swiftly, their afterimages darting through the deep cave like fish. After traveling no more than a hundred feet, a layer of misty light suddenly appeared at the end of the cave.

The light membrane was neither gold nor stone, but resembled a solidified galaxy vortex, with countless tiny points of light flowing slowly within it, forming a mysterious array of runes—an energy barrier woven from spiritual power.

Jiang Ruoxu's eyes narrowed, and his fingertips probed into the light membrane first. The expected piercing pain that tore his soul apart or the repulsion of a powerful force did not come. Instead, it was as if he had touched a warm and soft abyss of stars. The light membrane rippled like water, gently enveloping his palm.

"No problem, let's go!"

He gave a low shout and stepped into the light membrane first. Little White followed closely behind. In an instant, the world spun around them, and a bone-chilling cold suddenly descended. When their vision cleared again, the two found themselves in an incredible cavern.

The cave walls are made of pure white crystal, every inch of which reflects a cold white light, making the entire space look like a frozen moon palace.

The stalactites hanging from the dome resembled glass strings carved into a musical instrument, and the ground was as flat as a mirror, reflecting the slightly surprised figures of the two people.

In the very center of the cave, a circular machine with a diameter of ten zhang floats—its entire body flows with a warm, milky white luster, and its surface is covered with gear-like patterns, yet it has no trace of the cold hardness of metal. Instead, it looks like a giant luminous pearl polished by divine power.

The machine rotates silently, each rotation creating a ripple of pale gold. The ripples touch the cave walls and transform into tiny fireflies, flitting and leaping among the crystals, thus enveloping the entire cave in a tranquil and sacred glow.

"What is this?" Jiang Ruoxu asked.

Xiao Bai shook his head and said, "I don't know either. This is my first time here, but this thing is filled with enormous spiritual power. It must be controlling the restrictions in our primordial spirit."

Jiang Ruoxu pondered for a moment and said, "Then destroy this thing!"

The heavy sword in Jiang Ruoxu's wrist suddenly rang out, its cry tearing through the silence of the cave. He spun around, his toes slamming into the ground, his arms taut like a bow, and a blue light surged three feet higher with the sword's momentum, transforming into a streak of sword energy that slashed out with a thunderous roar.

The sword energy was like a raging torrent splitting the shore, or thunder piercing the clouds. Wherever it passed, even the air rippled with distortion, heading straight for the circular machine suspended in the center.

"Click——"

The crisp sound of metal clashing against stone did not come from the outer shell of the machine, but from its deep interior. The milky white luster of the circular mechanical surface cracked inch by inch in an instant, like ancient jade shattered by a heavy hammer, with dazzling golden light bursting out from countless spiderweb-like cracks.

Before the cracks could spread to the edge, the entire machine exploded like a stone thrown into water, turning into thousands of firefly-like fragments that scattered in all directions.

However, the light fragments did not dissipate; instead, they suddenly froze in mid-air, then surged and coalesced like living things. Solid, illusory figures slowly emerged from the bursting golden light—the outlines of people!

Hundreds or even thousands of semi-transparent phantoms of primordial spirits floated silently in the cave. Some stood, some lay, their faces indistinct, their eyes empty like abysses, and their bodies were surrounded by faint soul fire, yet they showed no signs of intelligence. They were clearly spiritual shells after death.

"These are... all primordial spirits?"

Jiang Ruoxu's hand holding the sword paused slightly, his pupils reflecting the floating phantoms throughout the cave, his brows furrowed like iron.

Just then, Xiaobai suddenly let out a short cry of surprise and staggered back half a step.

She stared intently at a newly formed primordial spirit in front of her—the figure's face was still somewhat blurry, but the light brown cinnabar mole on its forehead was crystal clear, exactly what she looked like in her previous life!
The primordial spirit had its eyes closed, and a wisp of extremely faint silver light wrapped around its body, as if it were sleeping in an invisible cocoon, completely unresponsive to everything around it.

The air inside the cave instantly froze.

Jiang Ruoxu turned her head sharply and saw that Xiaobai's face was deathly pale. Following her gaze, she asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Bai swallowed hard and slowly said, "That was... my past life... Yu Jinghong!"

Jiang Ruoxu exclaimed in surprise, "Didn't you already reincarnate?"

Xiao Bai's face was pale, and her whole expression was extremely unpleasant. She murmured, "I don't know... I don't know what's going on? Yes, I've clearly been reincarnated, so why is my past life's spirit still here... No... it's not just my past life..."

Xiao Bai pointed to a few more people and said, "They...they came to Penglai Island with my previous life. Theoretically, they should have been reincarnated by now...but they're still here!"

Jiang Ruoxu's pupils contracted slightly as he quickly scanned the densely packed primordial spirits in the cave. Soon, he also found several acquaintances of his, experts with whom he had discussed the Dao during the last opening of Penglai Island.

"What...what's going on? What's happening..."

Xiao Bai seemed lost in thought, staring blankly at Yu Jinghong's primordial spirit, looking utterly bewildered and disoriented.

Jiang Ruoxu, however, stared at Xiaobai. After a moment of confusion, he suddenly seemed to realize something and blurted out, "I think... I might understand... Xiaobai... Hahaha... Xiaobai... Bai Yujing..."

Xiao Bai suddenly raised her head, puzzled, and asked, "What...what do you mean?"

Jiang Ruoxu pointed at Xiaobai and chuckled, "You're right, the First Island Master and the Second Island Master are Bai Yujing, but Bai Yujing isn't just the First Island Master and the Second Island Master, you are also Bai Yujing... You're all Bai Yujing, you're all Bai Yujing, so what's the point of fighting..."

In an instant, a fine silver mist rose around Jiang Ruoxu. The mist was not ethereal; his entire body instantly disintegrated like an ink painting, swirling into the ancient heavy sword in front of him like smoke and mist.

The patterns on the spine of the heavy sword suddenly burst forth with a blue light, the sword hummed and shattered the surrounding airflow, and in the next moment it transformed into a stream of light carrying the force of thunder.

As the stream of light tore through the air, a muffled sonic boom erupted. The tail of the azure light trailed several distorted spatial afterimages, like a dragon breaking free from its restraints, and vanished in an instant, leaving only the lingering echo of the sword's cry reverberating in the cave.

Xiao Bai remained motionless, seemingly lost in thought, muttering, "There was no reincarnation. I am not Yu Jinghong, I am Xiao Bai... no, I am Bai Yujing... I am Xiao Bai..."

……

In another dimension,

Gu Mo's Dragon God Technique automatically protected his body, and its unique power, combined with the Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique, instantly shattered the restriction that had appeared in his primordial spirit. Immediately afterward, Gu Mo reached out, and the Tai Xu Sword flew over. He unleashed a slash, and terrifying sword energy surged outward.

In an instant, the surrounding scenery crumbled like a shattered glass mirror: white mist rose from the azure sea, the silver-plated moon shattered into fireflies, and the illusory image of the Moon Goddess transformed into countless points of light as her sleeves fluttered, sinking into the inky chaos along with the starlight.

Only black chaos remained churning between heaven and earth, its varying shades intertwining to form a void vortex.

Gu Mo swiftly unleashed a second sword strike, causing spiderweb-like cracks to appear in the chaotic sky.

Immediately, he stepped onto the Void Flying Sword and rushed towards the rift. In that instant, the space suddenly burst forth with dazzling white light—a jade fairy island floated above the clouds, with spiritual mist swirling between its eaves and brackets. It was the Heavenly Island of Penglai Island!
At this moment, on the island in the sky, two cranes are circling, carrying the first island master and the second island master.

"Formation!"

Amidst the stern shouts, the island lord's red robe billowed like sails. With his hands forming hand seals, he played a jade flute, and eight glazed towers rose from the edge of the island, their golden rays piercing the air and weaving into a net.

The two island lords plucked the strings of their zithers, and the clear, melodious music transformed into countless runes. The three most powerful Buddhas and four emperors of Penglai Island, along with many Qi cultivators, simultaneously cast spells and set up formations. Under their spells, various colors of Qi converged into a torrent, which flowed into the spatial rift torn open by the giant dragon.

The light and shadow at the edge of the crack suddenly distorted.
The island in the sky was still right in front of him, but no matter how Gu Mo flew, no matter how fast he flew, no matter how many times he tore through space, he was always a little short of the island in the sky. He just couldn't return to the real world from this illusory space.

Gu Mo's face was cold and stern as he stood on his flying sword, with endless darkness behind him. He looked at the First Island Master, the Second Island Master, and the others, who were so close yet so far away, and asked in a cold voice, "Where is Bai Yujing?"

The island lord remained aloof, standing on the crane's back, and said, "Great Hero Gu, between life and death, past and future, why be so attached? In this life you are Gu Mo, and in the next life you will be someone else. In this life, Baiyujing will help you pursue the Great Dao, allowing you to reach new heights and see higher and farther scenery. The price is merely an invitation for you to come to Penglai Island in your next life. Why are you so angry?"

Gu Mo snorted coldly and said, "It seems you are in the know and are Bai Yujing's henchmen. If Bai Yujing directly lays out his intentions and sets a price for the opportunity to help you find the Great Dao, then it is your free choice, and I have nothing to say."

But Bai Yujing's actions—a combination of coaxing and deception, and forced buying and selling—deserve him death. As his henchmen, if you repent and change your ways, I will spare your lives; if you remain obstinate, you will be killed without mercy!

The island lord smiled slightly and said, "Master Gu's words are sophistry. If it weren't for people's greed, wanting to get something for nothing from Penglai Island and Baiyujing, how could they have fallen into Baiyujing's trap? It was their own greed that caused this, so even if they pay the price, isn't it their own fault?"

However, Bai Yujing didn't make you greedy people pay a heavy price; it merely allowed you to be reincarnated on Penglai Island for cultivation, and even gave you the opportunity to live a second life. Isn't that an immense blessing?

Gu Mo remained calm, halting his advance. Gazing at the island lord, who was so close yet seemed so far away, he stood with his hands behind his back on his flying sword and slowly said, "Do you think I'm trying to reason with you? I'm just granting you a chance to live!"

The island lord smiled and said, "Master Gu, you should come out and talk such big words. Being the best in the world is still just being in the world. It's like a mayfly looking at the blue sky!"

Gu Mo gave a cold laugh and suddenly started running forward.

"hold head high……"

In an instant, a dragon's roar rippled through the sky, and as the sound waves spread out like golden ripples, Gu Mo's figure disintegrated in the radiance—scales burst forth from the gaps in his bones, transforming into thousands of fireflies that converged into an illusory dragon body.

The dragon's body was covered with pale gold scales like glass, its head had jade-colored horns, and its eyes burned with starlight. Although it was not a physical entity, it carried a world-destroying pressure.

The dragon raised its head and roared a second time, the sound waves causing the chaotic vortex to churn violently. White gales rose around it, and its body spiraled upwards like a living lightning bolt. Its sharp claws instantly tore through the spatial barrier, and in that instant, the chaotic vortex shattered like a broken glass lamp.

The white gale surrounding the dragon suddenly surged into a torrent, soaring into the sky with a sharp roar that tore through space and time—its body grew a hundredfold the instant it broke free from chaos, the cold light reflected from its scales making the clouds above the celestial island appear frosty. It hovered in the void atop the immortal island, its head like a towering mountain, and where the lightning surging in its dragon eyes swept, dark clouds churned like boiling seas, and purple lightning, like silver snakes, danced wildly as it struck the heart of the island.

With a flick of its tail, the dragon shattered the misty sky, and the resulting gale transformed into a raging black sea, its rain curtain interspersed with cyan-gold lightning.

When the first bolt of lightning crashed down, the magic array shattered in response. Amidst the cracking sound of the light net breaking inch by inch, countless runes vanished like fireflies.

Taking advantage of the moment, the dragon swooped down, its claws tearing through the clouds. The thunderclouds in the entire sky exploded with a series of thunderbolts, thousands of bolts of lightning intertwined like silver chains, forming a devastating torrent with the wind and rain, crashing heavily into the magic array hub on the island.

"Boom——!"

Amidst the deafening explosion, the eight glazed pagodas shattered like jade artifacts struck by a giant hammer, and the Buddhist light barrier, which had been supported by numerous Qi cultivators, began to crack like a spiderweb.

When the torrent of wind and rain, carrying immense power, shattered the last layer of light, the pavilions and towers on the island were like sandcastles battered by raging waves. The eaves and brackets crumbled like building blocks, the jade beams and pillars broke in half, the roofs of the palaces were lifted into the air by the gale, and even the ground was cracked with spiderweb-like fissures under the bombardment of thunder.

Smoke and rubble mingled with torrential rain, shooting into the sky. The once ethereal Heavenly Island was instantly transformed into a chaotic battlefield of lightning and devastation amidst ruins.

And at this moment,
The three people who rushed over from the Valley of Beginning and End were all shocked. Before they could react, they heard the Great Island Lord shout, "Seal the Kun position!"

Immediately,

Ta Yunxian then grabbed a wisp of wind, and with both hands outstretched, he lifted Fat Maitreya and Thin Bamboo Elder onto the left and right sides respectively, riding the wind into the air, intending to repair the magic array that had been shattered by the impact.

however,
At that moment,

A spatial fluctuation occurred, and the three of them saw a giant dragon appear above their heads and swooping down. Startled, the three of them hurriedly used their divine skills to try to resist. However, in the next instant, Ta Yunxian felt a heat in his dantian, and his entire body exploded like a melon being split open in the gale brought up by the dragon's swooping down. Before the blood mist could form, it was blown into scarlet rain by the gale.

The skinny old man and the fat Maitreya, who followed closely behind, didn't even have time to scream before they were turned into two plumes of blood mist amidst the sharp sound of the dragon claw tearing through the air. Their severed limbs and broken flesh, along with the shattered magical artifacts, splattered all over the air like broken glass cups.

"seal up!"

The jade flute in the sleeve of the First Island Lord suddenly flew out, and the nine sections of the flute burst with frosty white runes. At the same time, the Second Island Lord's fingertips brushed the Jiaowei Qin, and golden-red light threads burst out from the seventy-two strings.

Dozens of streaks of light flew from all over the island. As the Qi cultivators formed hand seals, eight ancient bronze mirrors engraved with the stars of the heavens floated in the air. The mirror light intertwined to form an amber-colored cage that enveloped the entire center of the island. Mysterious incantations were wrapped around the edges of the cage, which descended like a spider web over the diving dragon.

However, at the very moment the dragon roared through the clouds and shattered rocks, the white gale rising around the dragon suddenly surged, transforming into thousands of rotating blades.

The moment the light cage touched the dragon scales, it emitted a cracking sound as if it couldn't bear the weight. The incantation was annihilated inch by inch like burning talismans, and the ancient bronze mirror shattered into countless fragments under the dragon's claws. When the gale carrying the aura of destruction swept through the formation, the Qi cultivators in the front row didn't even have time to activate their protective Qi before they began to explode inch by inch from their limbs and bones—flesh and bone fragments shot out like cannonballs, and limbs drew scarlet arcs in the air before being shredded into dust by the gale before they even hit the ground, leaving only the thick smell of blood and burnt odor in the air.

The dragon pressed down with its head like Mount Tai, aiming straight for the island lord who stood holding a flute.

When the island lord held the jade flute horizontally in front of his chest, nine solidified sound waves suddenly burst forth, transforming into nine layers of white light shields wrapped with ice crystals that rose up one after another.

But with several muffled "thuds," the light shield shattered like paper when it was smashed by the dragon's horn. The impact of the giant dragon, carrying immense power, caused the air to emit a dull thud.

The island lord felt an overwhelming force strike his chest, and he was sent flying backward like an arrow with a broken bow. His back crashed through a three-story building and created a ten-zhang-square crater in the island's central square.

Almost simultaneously, the Second Island Master's fingertips suddenly turned fierce, and the Jiaowei Qin no longer emitted light threads, but transformed into thousands of sound blades wrapped with black lightning patterns, shooting towards the dragon's waist and abdomen like a rain of pear blossoms.

At that moment, the dragon suddenly swung its tail, and as its long tail, covered in glass-like scales, sliced ​​through the sky, the air was compressed into a distorted vacuum.

The moment the sonic blade struck the dragon's tail, bursts of purple lightning erupted, yet it failed to even scratch the dragon's scales. Instead, the Second Island Master was pulverized by the dragon's tail, and the terrifying shockwave caused the surrounding palaces and corridors to collapse with a deafening roar, with rubble and debris cascading down like a waterfall.

"hold head high……"

The illusory dragon descended with a dragon's roar, instantly transforming into Gu Mo.

But at this moment,
Gu Mo felt a chilling sensation that went straight to his soul, shooting up his spine from the soles of his feet.

The ground, which had just been steaming with blood mist, was now covered with spiderweb-like ice patterns at a visible speed. The spiritual blood seeping from the cracks condensed into crimson ice crystals before it even hit the ground, and made a crisp sound like shattering glass when it fell to the ground.

He looked up.
The Second Island Master, who had been shredded to dust by the dragon's tail, suddenly had his scattered flesh and blood powder freeze, wrapped by wisps of dark blue cold air, and gathered into shape as if time were rewinding.

In the instant the cold air froze, the slender figure was re-outlined in the void, except that the skin turned into a translucent ice shell, and even the flowing white hair was frozen into ice threads, with tiny icicles hanging from the ends of each strand.

He was surrounded by swirling ice dust, resembling a breathing ice statue. As the ice on his body disappeared, he reappeared, still with that otherworldly and dignified appearance.

At the same time, a thunderous roar came from the deep pit below, as ice cracked. When the island lord emerged from the pit, her red robes were covered in ice, transforming into a form-fitting ice armor. Even her loose silver hair had frozen into an ice waterfall, with icicles cascading down her back, drawing chilling arcs of light.

Its eyes were now covered in ice flowers, and deep within its pupils was an abyss of ice that had never melted. The wounds inflicted by the dragon's horns had healed, and when it landed, they eroded the stone slabs, creating ice pits a few inches deep.

"Om-"

The moment the First and Second Island Masters landed, the core of the Heavenly Island erupted with a blinding blue light. This blue light was not a ray of light, but a tangible torrent of frigid air that spread out in a circle centered on the two of them. The burning ruins just moments before were instantly encased in a foot-thick shell of ice, the toppled jade pillars condensed into crystal-like ice shards, and even the rubble floating in mid-air was frozen into suspended ice crystals.

In the blink of an eye, the entire Sky Island had transformed into a frozen inferno.

The once ethereal pavilions and towers are now encased in a deep blue ice shell, with icicles several meters long hanging from the eaves and brackets. Even the flowing clouds have frozen into layers of ice flakes, reflecting a cold light under the setting sun.

"Rebirth from the ashes?" Gu Mo murmured.

The island lord did not answer, but looked at Gu Mo and said indifferently, "No wonder your realm is the Ascension Realm, but you did not knock on the Heavenly Gate. It turns out you are not human. It seems that the Heavenly Gate has noticed and therefore did not come to see you."

Gu Mo asked in surprise, "You mean, Tianmen is a living thing? It has consciousness?"

The island lord nodded slightly, but did not continue talking about the Heavenly Gate. Instead, he looked Gu Mo up and down and said softly, "It's a bit strange. You are a dragon, but you only have its spirit and not its form. Are you the reincarnation of that Azure Dragon from back then?"

"What is Azure Dragon?" Gu Mo asked, puzzled.

The island lord said, "There are five unique divine beasts in the world: the Azure Dragon, the White Tiger, the Seven-Colored Bird, the Black Tortoise, and the Fire Qilin. The White Tiger has almost never appeared in the world, so there are no records of it."

The Azure Dragon was killed more than a thousand years ago, leaving behind a reverse scale that merged into a sword, becoming the eleventh forbidden sword among the thirteen forbidden swords, the Reverse Scale Sword. However, being a divine beast, it is unlikely that it would simply perish.

However, there are laws governing the world: divine beasts are unique and cannot coexist. Just as the Seven-Colored Bird, the Fire Qilin, and the Black Tortoise all laid eggs, but as long as they didn't die, the eggs could never hatch. The same applies to dragons; two dragons cannot coexist in the world. And when the Azure Dragon was killed, it wasn't yet an adult, so it couldn't have had any dragon eggs. You must be the reincarnation of that Azure Dragon, but it seems your memories haven't returned yet.”

Gu Mo asked in confusion, "How do you know so much?"

“Because I am Bai Yujing,” the Great Island Lord said.

Gu Mo reached out, and the Tai Xu Sword flew over.

The island lord continued, “Gu Mo, I am Bai Yujing, but Bai Yujing is not me. You cannot kill Bai Yujing, nor can you find Bai Yujing. You are the reincarnation of the Azure Dragon, and you and Bai Yujing belong to the same kind of existence. There is no need for a death fight. Why not stop fighting and make peace? Bai Yujing may even be able to help you recover your Azure Dragon memories and help you find your dragon form!”

"Good good!"

Gu Mo gripped the Taixu Sword and said, "You can't find it, huh? Then I'll just sink this Penglai Island today and see if you, Bai Yujing, can come out!"

Before he finished speaking, he swung his sword at the island lord.

The three instantly engaged in battle.
The First and Second Island Masters, having lived for hundreds of years and possessing several hundred years of cultivation, displayed uncanny and unique methods that amazed Gu Mo. Most importantly, they were incredibly resilient, and the Heavenly Island teetered on the brink of collapse under the combined attack of the three.

While the three were fighting...
Many of those who came to see Bai Yujing, such as Zhang Daoyi and Su Qianqiu, were still pursuing the Great Dao in a unique alternate dimension, each with their own opportunities and insights.

Meanwhile, Master Liansheng, who was determined to acquire an invincible martial art, was currently in a Buddhist paradise, where countless Buddhas were chanting sutras and the Buddha Tathagata sat high on a lotus throne.

"Is this what I was thinking?"

Master Liansheng clasped his hands together in prayer, bowed deeply, and said, "This humble monk, Liansheng, begs the Buddha to bestow upon me scriptures!"

The Buddha on the lotus platform was extremely compassionate, his holy light shining upon him. Looking at Lian Sheng, he slowly spoke, and amidst the wafting chants, his voice rang out: "Lian Sheng, I have the Lotus Heavenly Scripture Forty here, which I can pass on to you. When you have cultivated it to perfection, you will attain the fruit of Arhatship!"

Lian Sheng paused for a moment, then said, "Buddha, I already have the Lotus Heaven Scripture forty times. Please grant me another method."

On the lotus platform, the Buddha spoke again: "Then I will transmit to you the forty-three heavenly scriptures."

Lian Sheng pondered for a moment, then said, "Your Majesty, I already possess the forty-three Heavenly Scriptures. Please grant me another method."

The Buddha paused for a moment, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes, but it vanished in an instant. He then said, "Then I will impart to you the Forty-Seven Heavenly Scriptures."

"This disciple already possesses forty-seven Heavenly Scriptures."

"Then I will impart to you fifty Heavenly Scriptures."

“I already have a disciple.”

"Then I'll send it to you..."

"disciple……"

"..."

The scene descended into a bizarre state, with the Buddha repeatedly uttering almost identical phrases. As the conversation continued, the so-called Buddhist kingdom began to appear illusory.

Until a certain moment,
The Buddhist kingdom was on the verge of collapse, like a mirage. The Buddha sitting high on the lotus throne began to look dull and numb, and the Buddha's light disappeared. Slowly, he transformed into a person who looked exactly like Lian Sheng.

"I will impart to you the 128 Heavenly Scriptures."

Lian Sheng remained silent for a while, then suddenly raised his head and said, "No, you don't have the Heavenly Scripture 128!"

The Buddha paused slightly, then asked, "How did you know?"

Lian Sheng suddenly smiled slightly and said, "However, I have the Heavenly Scripture 128."

"impossible."

The Buddha stepped forward, stood before Lian Sheng, and touched Lian Sheng's forehead with a finger. He then exclaimed in surprise, "There really is one hundred and twenty-eight Heavenly Scriptures? How is this possible? Where did one hundred and twenty-eight Heavenly Scriptures come from... This shouldn't be..."

The Buddha murmured blankly, and gradually, smoke began to rise from his head. At the same time, the already crumbling Buddhist kingdom collapsed instantly.

next moment,
Beneath the Heavenly Island, all those who went to seek the Dao from Bai Yujing were instantly expelled from the alternate dimension, each one utterly bewildered and confused.

"what happened?"

"Why did I get out?"

"I haven't seen anything yet!"

"You too? What happened? I was fine there, and suddenly the scene in front of me shattered, and then I was thrown out by a tremendous force!"

"Me too……"

"..."

For a moment, everyone was talking about it. Suddenly someone shouted, "Look! There's a fight on the island in the sky! Run! The island is going to collapse!"

For a moment, everyone looked up and saw that the island in the clouds was swaying and that the hundreds of feet tall stone pillar had cracked open.

The crowd immediately scattered, wishing they had more legs. The island was hundreds of feet high; if they fell, everyone present would be smashed into mincemeat.

however,
After everyone had run a distance, they discovered an even more bizarre and terrifying scene: the disciples of Penglai Island along the road were all standing there blankly, as if they had lost their souls, their eyes vacant, muttering to themselves:

"Where did this 'one hundred and twenty-eight chapters of the Heavenly Scripture' come from...? This can't be right...That monk is playing a trick on me..."

Upon seeing this, Master Liansheng immediately protected everyone and moved them to his side.

(End of this chapter)