Controlling the Five Thunders and the Two Worlds

The two old Taoist priests were shaken to their core, their hearts churning with turmoil.

Before coming to Shenxiao Sacred Mountain, they had already visited or investigated five or six well-known masters, ranging from great demons who had cultivated for over two thousand years and remained indifferent to worldly affairs, to ghosts and gods who had cultivated for four or five thousand years and walked the mortal world.

These people are not as well-regarded as the Divine Firmament Saint Lord, and they are not without malevolent energy, but they clearly do not meet the criteria for demonic possession.

Although the name of this trip to Shenxiao Holy Mountain was somewhat incompatible with their own, they did not actually think they would gain anything from it, because the Holy Lord of Shenxiao had a good reputation and high level of cultivation.

As a master with over six thousand years of cultivation, approaching seven thousand years, the possibility of him being tempted and corrupted by the Demon Ancestor is theoretically very small. However, given the precedent of the Heavenly Star Dharma King, the two still climbed the mountain to pay him a visit.

However, both the two women who greeted them and Wen Youhe, who led them on a tour of the sacred mountain, were spirits and deities without a trace of malevolent aura, which made them lower their guard.

However, the Holy Lord's recent announcement of his seclusion did indeed raise their doubts. Moreover, out of courtesy, they had previously stated that they would pay homage to the Holy Lord from afar. Therefore, they still came to the place where the Holy Lord of Shenxiao was in seclusion, led by Wen Youhe.

Then they felt the surging, malevolent aura at close enough distance!
Just moments ago it was a peaceful and serene sacred mountain, but in the blink of an eye it was filled with a violent and ferocious aura. The contrast was too great!

The Holy Lord of Shenxiao has fallen into demonic possession, and has been in this state for a long time and is extremely deeply entrenched in it!
But Daoist Mingyu and Daoist Shenhao remained unchanged. Not only did they not breathe, but their heartbeats did not change at all, as if they were completely unaware.

The two bowed respectfully to the mountain peaks behind the clouds.

"It's a pity that the Holy Lord is in seclusion, and this old Taoist has no chance to meet him."

"When the Holy Lord emerges from seclusion, please convey our respects to him on our behalf, Brother Wen."

Seeing the two men's respectful demeanor, Wen Youhe was pleased with himself. He smiled and helped them up, saying, "We feel like old friends at first sight. There's no need for you two to be so polite."

Master Mingyu also laughed and said, "One of my disciples has settled down in Xiazhou. Isn't this to secure a powerful backer for him in the future?"

During our casual conversation earlier, Master Mingyu mentioned this matter, and Wen Youhe smiled and assured him, "At Master Wen's Temple, Brother Mingyu is skilled in teaching disciples, and his disciple's filial piety is commendable. I greatly admire him."

Just then, Wen Youhe's eyes flickered slightly, and Daoist Mingyu and Daoist Shenhao also sensed a faint spiritual fluctuation.

"My master sent a message instructing me to fetch a jar of fine, century-old wine to properly entertain my two fellow Daoists," Wen Youhe said with a smile.

"Then we'll accept it without being impolite," Master Mingyu said with a smile.

The two old Taoist priests bowed towards the back mountain from afar, and then followed Wen Youhe back.

……

Behind layers of clouds and mist lies a seemingly ordinary mountain peak, facing a precipice opposite it, with sheer cliffs on its side as well.

On the cliff face, there is a small platform, behind which is a small cave.

The Holy Lord of Shenxiao sat peacefully in the simple cave, his eyes dark, quietly watching Daoist Mingyu and Daoist Shenhao turn and leave. In his pupils, however, the figure of a demon lord with four heads and eight arms flashed.

"The people from the Great Luo Palace have already arrived in Xiazhou and crossed the Yuanjiang River," the Divine Firmament Saint Master said quietly.

"They're too fast! Leave them both here!" A sinister voice echoed in the mind of the Divine Firmament Saint Lord.

"No, I'll be exposed. That old hag is right next door; I'm no match for her." The Divine Firmament Saint Lord refused. Although his cultivation was high, there was another Spirit Lord in Xia Prefecture, whose cultivation, though less than ten thousand years, was stronger than his. "You have already refined the Demon King's Heart. It's time to set off for Wanling Jiangnan. You must destroy the Great Luo Palace and sever the Daoist lineage before the New Year this year." As the whereabouts of the old Daoists of the Great Luo Palace became more and more distant, and the Daoist lineage spread wider and wider, the Demon Ancestor became more and more worried and anxious.

"The Dragon King of Ten Thousand Spirits is in Pingjiang Prefecture. If I attack the Daluo Palace, the Dragon King will make his move." Although the Divine Firmament Saint Lord has fallen into demonic possession, he has clearly retained his own will. What he seeks is immortality and ascension, not to die before achieving his goal.

"Of course it's not just you. After the Great Evolution Four-Nine Number was changed to the Heavenly Gang Formation, five Demon Kings were freed up, none of whom had less than six thousand years of cultivation. Two of them held off the Myriad Spirits Dragon King, and the other three were enough to destroy the Great Luo Palace," the Demon Ancestor comforted him.

"Are the gods behind the Great Luo Palace really that terrifying?" asked the Divine Firmament Saint Lord.

After a moment of silence, the Demon Ancestor said, trying to save face, "Actually, the gods of the Dao Realm are not that terrifying, but there are indeed a few experts. I am not fully recovered yet. If I were to face them head-on, although I could win, it would inevitably hinder my transformation of this world into the Demon Realm."

Upon hearing that the Demon Ancestor was still injured, the Divine Firmament Saint Lord asked in bewilderment, "Ten thousand years ago, were there so many experts in this world?"

The Demon Ancestor scoffed, "A bunch of little demons and ghosts who haven't even ascended yet, with a maximum cultivation of no more than ten thousand years, can be wiped out with a wave of my hand."

"Then how..."

"When I descended upon this world, I was already severely injured; otherwise, I would have already transformed this small world under the control of the demon race into the Demon Realm!"

Upon hearing the Demon Ancestor's words, the Divine Firmament Holy Lord's heart skipped a beat.

According to legend, when the Heavenly Demon descended upon the world, all the masters in the land gathered together, worked together, and finally vanquished the Heavenly Demon, restoring peace and prosperity to the world.

Of course, later the Heavenly Demon awoke and led people astray. Everyone already knew that the group of experts back then did not kill the Heavenly Demon, but only severely injured him, causing him to sleep for ten thousand years before he awoke.

However, considering that he was able to severely injure the Demon Ancestor ten thousand years ago, the Demon Ancestor wasn't that powerful, at least not significantly stronger than the experts of this world.

So everyone remained confident, even though they knew the other side would be very difficult to deal with, they did not lose faith.

Even when the Divine Firmament Saint Lord was lured into demonic possession by the Demon Ancestor, it was because he was a ghost and god with no hope of ascending to immortality. That's why he cultivated demonic arts, hoping to follow the Demon Ancestor to change the world and ascend to the Demon Realm for immortality, rather than because he truly believed that the Demon Ancestor was so powerful.

But upon hearing the Demon Ancestor's words, he realized that the so-called Great Calamity of the Heavenly Demon's Descent was only a result of the combined efforts of this world against a heavily injured Demon Ancestor.

The other party completely disregarded the experts of this world!

No wonder that after I fell into demonic possession, I always felt that the Demon Ancestor had a firm grasp on how to turn this world into a demonic realm.

But all of this changed after the appearance of the Great Luo Palace. The Demon Ancestor became anxious at a visible speed, and was very wary of the gods behind the Great Luo Palace. He made it his top priority to sever the inheritance of the Dao Realm and prevent the true spirits of the Dao Realm gods from descending to the mortal world.

The Divine Firmament Saint Lord didn't know why before, but when he heard the Demon Ancestor say that he was seriously injured when he descended to the mortal realm, a guess flashed through his mind.

Could his severe injuries have been caused by a deity from the Dao realm?

The Demon Realm, the Spirit Realm, the Dao Realm, and even the small demon world that the other party inadvertently revealed...

The waters of this world are truly deep! (End of Chapter)