Gou Dao Changsheng: Starting from the Reincarnation of a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 842 Connecting with Divine Thoughts, Severing the Abyss

"Your junior from Wugengzi, did Fang Yi and Yin Yue delay you to wait for you?"

Gazing at the star map that entangled the Yin Soul White Bone Sword, Yuan Hai's eyes turned bloodshot, and a lifelike [Yuan Jin Chan] Gu gu trembled in his sleeve.

'Perfect Core Formation?!'

Sensing the unfathomable aura of the white-haired old cultivator, he was startled and his face showed fear, his aggressive aura subsiding.

"Fine, for the sake of Fellow Daoist Tianque, I will step back."

You can leave now.

Without the slightest hesitation, Yuan Hai, a True Person who had reached the Perfect Core Formation stage, was half a body length ahead of other Great True Persons of the same level.

Even someone like Yin Yue, who is not good at fighting, would become quite troublesome if they could cultivate to this level.

Moreover, he was a disciple of that old charlatan, Wugengzi.

He took a step forward, and gear-like patterns appeared on his bone armor. With a whirring sound, a small bone boat condensed and transformed into a pale white light, disappearing into the distance.

"Walk?

"Fellow Daoist Yuanhai, why are you leaving in such a hurry? Is it because I haven't been a good host?"

Tian Quezi's eyes closed slightly, and he tapped his dove-shaped staff lightly. His figure blurred instantly, and amidst the flashing starlight, he appeared before Yuan Hai.

"Blocking me from leaving?"
If you, Tian Quezi, are a Nascent Soul True Lord, I will face nine deaths and one life.

But now, you also want to stop me from leaving?

Yuan Hai took a step forward, his figure changed, and he transformed into dozens of afterimages, all of which fled in all directions.

"Walk?

Why is Fellow Daoist Yuanhai in such a hurry?

Tian Quezi subtly calculated with his five fingers, the Eight Trigrams runes flowing, instantly locking onto one person among dozens of afterimages.

His palm pulsed with magical power, and strands of starlight transformed into threads that shot out like arrows released from a bow.

"You ungrateful fools, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

The small boat made of white bones came to a stop, and Yuan Hai's eyes were cold and sinister, like ancient ice.

His withered fingers slapped out with a seemingly slow but actually rapid motion, and streaks of light, like silk, condensed and transformed into a huge palm with distinct joints.

"Great White Bone Handprint, descend!"

On the pale, giant hand with distinct joints, dark lines spread out, surrounded by a withering Daoist aura.

Before the miraculous method even arrived, the terrifying aura had already drawn in spiritual energy from a hundred miles away, which spontaneously converged into the great handprint.

"Such a fast escape technique?!"

"And there are also highly advanced and wondrous supernatural techniques?"

Yin Yue held the Blissful Mirror in her hands, her eyes solemn.

When an ordinary Core Formation True Person advances to the late Core Formation stage Great True Person, limited by time and energy, they can only unleash three or four Great Perfection Divine Powers, which already indicates a profound foundation.

Since the start of their encounter, Yuan Hai has displayed more than this number of supernatural powers and techniques.

"Not only is it a great and wonderful method, but it also transforms the mysterious yin energy into a withering Daoist charm within the original techniques."

"The White Bone Handprint technique of the Old Monster of the Abyss Sea is nearing perfection."

A six-pointed plum blossom appeared in Fang Yi's eyes, and he could sense the dark lines on the skeletal hand from afar.

Every great master is a person of exceptional talent and possesses a wealth of invaluable resources.

Just as he was about to further probe the flow of qi, Yuan Hai sneered, and the sound of cicadas chirping arose from his sleeve.

A wave-like ripple of dark gold emanated from his sleeve, concealing his aura.

"A mere Core Formation junior dares to overestimate his abilities and pry into my secrets?"

"Do you have any right to interfere with my Xuan Yang disciple's speech?"

Upon seeing this, Tian Quezi pointed his fingertip, and the wisps of starlight that shot out intertwined and wove together, transforming into a seven-foot-long whip.

"boom!"

As the whip fell, starlight scattered, and the giant white bone handprint was shattered.

The aftershocks of their battle reverberated for hundreds of miles, creating a spiritual tide that shook the earth and shattered mountain peaks.

"Wow~"

Amidst the raging wind, Tian Quezi's white robe fluttered wildly. His aura was far-reaching, and he glanced at Fang Yi with satisfaction before speaking.

"Junior Nephew Fang Yi is indeed eager to learn. It's a rare opportunity for a Grand Master to exchange skills. This White Bone Handprint has been pushed to near perfection by Yuan Hai."

"It's just the right time for me to experience what a top-tier Grand Master is like."

To avoid losing one's composure in the future, it is important to remember that there is a world of difference between different Great Masters, and they cannot be generalized.

The so-called "Great True Person" whom the sect leader could deal with was merely a seventh-level Core Formation cultivator, with only average foundation.

With a wave of his sleeve, the hexagrams Qian and Kun appeared in his hand, rotating like yin and yang fish.

The Kun hexagram flows and turns, like a spirit fish leaping up and disappearing in the opposite direction.

"Fang Yi, probe your divine sense into this Qiankun Sensing Talisman."

With this miraculous method, I can sense as many energy channels as there are in the deep sea, and you can sense just as many.

How much you gain depends on your natural talent and foundation.

A look of joy appeared in Fang Yi's eyes. He could sense the flow of the abyss's energy channels, the changes in supernatural powers, and the accumulation of his foundation by communicating with the top celestial masters.

They can also obtain part of the Heavenly Child's foundation, but those who are not successors of the Daoist lineage, or those of the core bloodline, will never have this opportunity.

"Thank you, Uncle Tianque."

He bowed respectfully, and then his consciousness began to circulate.

An invisible divine sense flowed, probing into the Qiankun Sensing Talisman.

Strands of starlight flowed and transformed into the celestial hexagrams, instantly breaking through the dark golden ripples that concealed the vital energy, revealing every detail of the vital energy on the white bone armor.

Sensing the menacing yet majestic aura emanating from the skeletal armor on Yuan Hai's body, he murmured to himself.

'This bone armor is quite strange.'

Clearly refined by generations of immortals, it differs from the Nether Spring Pearl and the Azure Sea Suppressing Ruler, whose origins are imbued with the magical power of past immortals, thus polluting their source and completely severing any possibility of further advancement.

The hexagrams on the Qiankun Sensing Talisman kept changing, calculating the foundation of the White Bone Armor, and constantly pulling Fang Yi's divine sense deeper.

'Such pure and clean energy!'
Despite being tempered for a thousand years, it has not contained the slightest impurity, and the essence of its bone armor has been nurtured and nourished, making it almost comparable to a fourth-tier spiritual object.
The faint outlines of innate runes are surprisingly well-suited to the Puppet Path?

A hint of doubt rose in his eyes. On this white bone armor, one could vaguely see the shadows of the Puppet Dao's secret techniques such as the [Spirit Cleansing Technique], [Shell Tempering Technique], and [Essence Refining Technique].

With a flick of the Qiankun Sensing Talisman, he extended his divine sense to the white bone handprint.

Fang Yi sensed the aura of the giant white bone handprint and calculated how he should deal with it if he encountered it.

"Returning to simplicity, the runes, supernatural powers, and magical energy flow without the slightest flaw."
With the added boost of near-perfect Core Formation cultivation, if I were to encounter him, I would have no choice but to confront him head-on.

Fang Yi frowned slightly. Yuan Hai and Da Zhenren had reached their limits. If they obtained a Nascent Soul spiritual item, they could go into seclusion to break through to the next level.

He used every means at his disposal to block a giant white bone handprint.

It can block two or three spells or supernatural powers.

But Yuan Hai, clad in armor and with a sinister expression, showed no fluctuation in his magical power; the giant white bone handprint was merely a casual strike.

'Running away is the best policy.'

In private, if one were to encounter a top-tier Core Formation expert like Yuan Hai, one could only flee to save one's life.

Staring at the Qiankun Sensing Talisman, Yuan Hai's eyes blazed with fury. "You dare to be distracted while fighting me?"

"Since Wugengzi left no legacy, tell me who I am?"

“Fellow Daoist Yuanhai is fierce and awe-inspiring; our ancestor must have left a message.” Tian Quezi held the dove-shaped staff, his beard and hair fluttering, his divine sense locking onto Yuanhai.

"I promised the younger generation in my sect that I would find a magical artifact for them, and I can't go back on my word."

But this place is truly barren, with spiritual objects scarce.

I have searched the entire cultivation world extensively, but only found a clue in ancient books.

"I wonder if Fellow Daoist Yuanhai would be willing to grant my request?"

"How dare you!"
"What an arrogant fool! Does he really think I'm afraid of you?"

The Old Monster of the Abyss instantly realized that Tian Quezi had his eye on the White Bone Armor. His heart was filled with rage, but his eyes grew even colder.

"Even your ancestor, Wugengzi, wouldn't dare treat me like this. You, a junior, have quite the nerve!"
What a big spirit!
Let me see what gives you the audacity to court death!

"Edict!"

He extended his withered five fingers, forming a strange hand seal. A gloomy demonic aura soared into the sky, transforming into oppressive black clouds that rolled in.

"Clang!" Two ghostly white bone swords, one green and one white, were surrounded by evil aura and emitted a chilling light as they slashed towards Tian Que's head.

"Wow!"

Tian Quezi smiled, his five fingers grasping out starlight.

"Mysterious Star Three Changes: Minor Star Lock!"

"Hurrah!"

Streaks of starlight transformed into chains, runes flowing and crisscrossing like a net, encircling everything.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" The sounds of metal and jade clashing rang out continuously, sparks exploding as a single divine technique bound the Yin Soul White Bone Sword.

"Ah!"

Yuan Hai's eyes narrowed, and with a single step, he vanished from the spot as a blur, reappearing seven feet behind Tian Que.

"Heavenly Corpse Transformation Soul Palm!"

His left hand was surrounded by eerie phosphorescent flames. As his flesh and blood receded and decaying Daoist energy emanated from it, only his withered white palm remained. He silently slapped down towards Tian Quezi's dantian.

"Oh!"

"It's done!?"

Feeling the texture in his hand, Yuan Hai's face lit up with joy, but his eyes immediately darkened.

“Nephew Fang, please see clearly that when dealing with such demonic cultivators, injuring them is not the most important thing.”

Tian Quezi extended his long index finger, and the seven stars swirled, transforming into a precious pearl.

"Pointing to the Big Dipper!"

"Oh!"

The eerie green flames were extinguished, but the Big Dipper Pointer continued its momentum, pointing down at Yuan Hai's head.

Yuan Hai's eyes narrowed. This strike would kill even the most skilled at self-preservation.

"go!"

Without the slightest hesitation, his magical power surged, and the small white bone boat beneath his feet expanded rapidly in light.

"Minor Mystic Yin Escape Technique!"

"Wow!"

A gray-white afterimage swept past, and in the blink of an eye, it created a distance of a thousand feet between itself and Tianque.

With a soft laugh, a hazy ray of light descended, and Tian Quezi, holding a dove-like staff, was waiting for a long time at the place where he had landed in the Abyss Sea.

"Ha, Shattered Star Finger"

"when!?"

Yuan Hai's expression changed drastically as he watched the aged figure a thousand feet away dissipate like a dream.

"Buzz!"

He activated his escape technique, but was locked down by an inexplicable aura.

"Don't dodge!"

"Will I die if I hide?!"

Yuan Hai's divine sense flowed, and looking at the many escape directions—east, south, west, north, up, and down—there was no one there, yet he dared not activate his magic power.

It seems that every direction is filled with hidden dangers, yet it also seems that all directions are safe and one can escape from any direction.

"Squeak! Squeak!"

The cicada worm in the sleeve vibrated its wings and chirped incessantly as a warning.

"Edict!"

A ruthless glint appeared in Yuan Hai's eyes, and his fingertips moved rapidly, forming various hand seals.

Dark gears appeared on the white bone armor, runes flowed, and two illusory figures emerged.

"Three skeleton puppet bodies"

"Wow!"

One figure leaped up, taking the blow from Tian Quezi, while another fled southwest.

"Pity"

In an instant, the illusory image of the white bone puppet descended. Before Yuan Hai could use it to escape, a scroll of star charts unfolded, and the celestial hexagrams circulated.

"Wow!"

With a shake of the star map, the bone puppet phantom turned to ashes and fell in all directions.

"How can it be?

"Abyss Sea is one thing, but when did Tian Quezi become so powerful?"

Wearing a robe adorned with hibiscus and sprinkled with gold, and holding the Blissful Mirror in her hand, Yin Yue watched from afar as the two great immortals clashed.

After several exchanges, Tian Quezi seemed to have a premonition, and each time he made a move, he struck Yuan Hai's weak spot.

She watched with envy as Fang Yi, aided by the Qiankun Sensing Qi Technique, elevated his perspective to observe the battle between the two Great Immortals.

"Damn Tian Quezi, it was I who stopped the old monster of Yuanhai, and it was I who used the Xuan Yin Hua Yue Formation to buy time."
In the end, Fang Yi received all of these benefits without missing a single one.

The aftershocks of the battle between Tian Quezi and Yuan Hai confirmed that this was the most elite battle between those below the Nascent Soul True Monarch level.

When powerful cultivators like these clash, their usually concealed Daoist aura and foundation are fully revealed.

Seeing Yuan Hai's aura rise again, a white skeletal demon god with two horns on its head, gray eyes, and wearing armor appeared behind it. Yin Yue's divine sense flowed continuously, probing, waiting to lend a helping hand.

After a moment, she smiled bitterly:

"Since Yuanhai and Tianquezi are both at the Great True Person realm, I can't intervene in their fight."
It's one thing if it's the Old Monster of Yuanhai, but most likely it's that old bastard who founded the White Bone Sect who has risen from the dead.
What gives Tian Que the power to stop him? With his immense resources, how could a lowly maid from Biyue Pavilion possibly stand in his way?

"No, Xuan Yang Mountain needs it."

Her physical body trembled incessantly, issuing frantic warnings. A murderous intent surged from the shadows. She used her hand as a blade to completely erase her memories and set up layers of magical restrictions.

"Is it time to decide a winner?!"

Yin Yue gazed at the area within a hundred miles, where starlight crisscrossed, yin energy swirled, and two vast magical powers clashed continuously.

With the same amount of magical power, under Tian Quezi's guidance, it can often strike the weak points of Yuanhai Divine Power and Magic Treasure.

"This Abyss Sea was doomed by Tianque's calculations."

Fang Yi probed the Qian and Kun Qi talismans with his divine sense, extracting a portion of his divine sense from the battle between the two top-tier Grandmasters.

He was still not satisfied. In just a quarter of an hour, the two had displayed supernatural powers, unique Daoist charm, and the techniques they used.
All of these things benefited him greatly.

The tempering of Yuanhai's physical body, Tianque's control over Qi, and Fang Yi's completion of the Scripture of Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing, and cultivation of supernatural powers and wondrous methods have all given rise to new ideas.
"It's time to end this."

Tian Quezi's eyes were slightly closed, and his slender fingers made a loose grasping motion.

"clang!"

The stars shone brightly, and within a radius of a hundred miles, countless stars rose, outlining and evolving constellations: the seven luminaries, the six stars of the Southern Dipper, and the twenty-eight mansions.
Stars lit up one by one, runes flowed and wove into a net, completely sealing off all escape routes from all directions of the Abyss Sea.

"The Three Changes of the Mysterious Star"

"Om~"

"Prisoner Star Kill!"

The star charts shifted and transformed into invisible energy, collapsing like mountains and pressing down.

"Damn it?!"

When was this hidden trick left behind?!

Yuan Hai's face was grim, so dark it was almost dripping with water. He still had many wonderful techniques and supernatural powers that he had not yet used.

However, due to Tian Quezi's schemes, he was gradually driven into a desperate situation.

"Young Fang, watch closely."

As he felt the abyss being crushed and its energy locked away, Tian Quezi's eyes gleamed, and he chuckled inwardly.

If this old monster hadn't taken advantage of his arrogance and lack of clear-headed planning, who knows how much hard work he would have had to put in later.

"The Southern Dipper governs life, the Northern Dipper governs death."

Tian Quezi's plain white robe fluttered wildly, and behind him appeared a handsome, ethereal figure wearing a Zhou Tian crown, a brocade robe adorned with stars, and a long sword at his waist.

He murmured softly.

"die!"

　It's the flu, fellow Daoists, please take care of yourselves.
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(End of this chapter)