Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 1052 Savior
The Bridge of Helplessness has been repositioned.

Including Lü Yang, the group of true spirits chanted Amitabha Buddha and walked past the [Looking-Homeward Terrace] and the [Three Lives Stone] with compassionate smiles.

Lü Yang also saw it during that time.

'The Yellow Springs Road, used to guide true spirits, is likely controlled by the Daoist Lord of the Dao Court, who uses 'fate' to capture and pull fragments of true spirits from the Sea of ​​Light.'

The Bridge of Helplessness is guarded by the Buddha.

The "Looking-Homeward Terrace" has been occupied by the Sword Pavilion Daoist Master.

As for the final "Three Lives Stone," it is undoubtedly the territory of the Holy Sect's ancestor, and it is unique in that it does not present any imagery.

Only a tiny, receding figure.

High above, detached from the mundane world.

However, while he was indeed the founder of the Holy Sect, this was also his weakness—he stood too high, so much so that he couldn't see some things that were too small.

'According to the existing structure, the higher the Dao Lord stands, the less influence they have over the mortal realm, let alone the underworld beneath it. Even among those who control the underworld, the degree of control they wield varies considerably depending on their position on the 'Other Shore.'

The strongest is undoubtedly the World Honored One.

He stood so low that he could lift the Bridge of Helplessness out of thin air and observe and examine all the true spirits that crossed it.

Next are the Sword Pavilion Dao Master and the Dao Court Dao Master.

'Judging from their conversation just now, although they have control over the components of the underworld's system for guiding true spirits, they do not have complete control over the process of guiding the spirits.'

There will always be some who slip through the net and get lured over.

That's why the Buddha's approval is required.

'This is because they stand at a higher level; their control over the underworld is insufficient. Otherwise, with the Dao Lord's immense power, how could any escape?'

The weakest, of course, is the Holy Sect's patriarch.

At least when passing through the Three Lives Stone, Lü Yang did not feel any prying gazes; the tiny figure didn't even bother to look down at him.

'Thankfully, the World Honored One and I are on the same side!'

Whatever the reason, at least the Buddha covered everything up for him; otherwise, the North Pole Exorcism Institute would have been an undeniable flaw.

Successfully passed the test.

After passing the Three Lives Stone, there is a wide cliff. One after another, true spirits jumped off the cliff and disappeared into the darkness.

Lü Yang followed closely behind and jumped down without hesitation.

【The Four Directions of Ghostly Realm】, Mount Beifeng.

The majestic mountain range stretches across the heavens and earth, boundless and limitless. In its central region, a celestial pillar rises into the darkness, seemingly without any apparent problem at first glance.

There's only one thing: it's upside down.

This anomaly is imperceptible to the undead living within it; to them, the world has always been this way.

Only living people with different perspectives can feel this environment that is so different from the present world.

On the edge of Beifeng Mountain, there is a place called the "Netherworld Tree Sea", which appears as a vast dark forest from a distance.

However, it is actually a living creature.

It is said that tens of thousands of years ago, a Daoist master named Mingluo, after transforming into a spirit, was killed here by the spirit of the Cave Heaven.

However, although Mingluo's true spirit was devoured, his physical body was preserved and merged with Beifeng Mountain, eventually evolving into the [Mingluo Tree Sea]. It ruthlessly devours all the undead spirits that enter the cave, and over time, it has become the best refuge for ancient undead spirits.

Right now, deep within the sea of ​​trees.

Inside a secluded mountain cave, three figures were busy setting up formations and replenishing their magical power, their pale faces filled with an indescribable numbness.

After a long while, a voice finally broke the silence.
"...Is it still possible to contact Xuanfa?"

"No."

The figure being questioned shook his head dejectedly: "They're all wiped out. Those beasts seem determined to completely eradicate the [Netherworld Tree Sea]." "Is the Great Tribulation of a Thousand Years approaching?"

"It seems so. We also owe a debt to those magical cultivators who smuggled in a few years ago; otherwise, we would have no idea what was happening in the real world."

"Shut up!"

Just then, the burly man, the most imposing of the three, gritted his teeth and muttered, "I will never believe those sorcerers."

Upon hearing this, the remaining two exchanged a glance, both seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes. Finally, the cultivator named Xuanfa said in a low voice, "Hongli, you should also face reality. If one person can deceive you, can a group of people deceive you? The Dharma Body Path inheritance has long been extinct!"

"impossible!"

Upon hearing this, Hongli became agitated: "You simply do not understand Lord Si Chong's strength. How could he die? How could anyone in Guanghai possibly kill him?"

He's dead!

The third figure said impatiently, "You died early, so you didn't see it. I died later and witnessed that person disintegrate with a roar."

"Bullshit! Haojiang, say that again!"

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The two stared at each other for a moment, until Hongli was the first to look away, collapsing to the ground in a disheveled state, his hands covering his face: "Sorry, I was just a little..."

"Alright, we've fought side by side for so many years, there's nothing to apologize for."

"Get ready, let's keep running."

"Run? Run where?"

"The Underworld is so vast. If the [Underworld Tree Sea] is gone, then we can go to the [Flaming Mountain], the [Sea of ​​Karma], or the [Exquisite Courtyard]. There's always a way to go."

Xuanfa rattled off one forbidden area after another within the Four Directions Ghost Realm as if reciting a familiar story. These were all transformed from the Great True Lords of the Three Foundations of the Dao after their deaths, symbolizing the endless Daoist struggle and bloodshed that stretched from the mortal world to the underworld, and also serving as a refuge for these cultivators in the underworld.

"Alright then." Hongli lowered his head.

Seeing him like this, Haojiang, who had previously been at odds with him, couldn't help but say, "Why don't you cry some more? See if you can cry those beasts to death?"

"Who are you trying to impress by looking like this every day?"

"At this point, we can't count on the outside world. We can only rely on ourselves. Even if you cry your heart out, a savior won't fall from the sky."

Rumble!
Before Haojiang could finish speaking, a thunderous roar suddenly rang out, instantly shattering their hiding place and the surrounding concealed formations.

The three looked up blankly.

What came into view was the darkness of the underworld, which remained unseen all day. However, within this darkness, a bright white spot suddenly appeared, like the rising sun.

At first glance, the spot of light was not large, only about the size of a palm. However, as time passed, its size continued to expand, as if it had finally broken free from some kind of constraint. In a short moment, it filled the entire field of vision of the three people, and the boiling light even distorted space.

The light spot fell down!

At this moment, in the very center of this [Netherworld Tree Sea], a being whose size was in no way inferior to the entire tree sea itself, suddenly plunged into it.

In an instant, the earth shook!

The rolling flames burst into flames within the sea of ​​trees for a moment, then were consciously and quickly subsided, the boundless light and color condensing and finally transforming into a slender figure.

The sight left the three of them speechless.

Hongli looked at Haojiang with a strange expression and couldn't help but turn to look at Haojiang, who was also looking astonished. "Brother, something really did fall from the sky!"

A cultivator of the Cave Heaven Dharma doesn't seem like it.

So, this is an ancient method?
I don't recognize him. Judging from his aura, he seems to be a practitioner of the Dharma Body Path, but apart from the original batch, no undead have appeared in the Dharma Body Path for a long time.

And so strong!

Incredibly strong. Even after being transformed into an undead, it still exudes an unparalleled presence. Could it be a legendary Golden Core True Monarch?
But isn't the Dharmakaya path extinct in this world?

Help, savior?

(End of this chapter)