Shrouding the Heavens: The Ultimate Daoist Venerable

Chapter 408 The Divine Thoughts of the Celestial Venerable of the Spiritual Treasure

The core of Jade Flower Divine Island is a geomantic treasure cave beneath Biyou Palace. Since the Immortal Execution Sword brought the ancient coffin of the gods back to this place, the Celestial Venerable Lingbao has been nurtured here for five thousand years.

In fact, Lingbao Tianzun's body had already achieved spiritualization and become a true life form when it left the ancient primordial star. However, because each stage of its life was broken down and nurtured in different places, there were inevitably some inconsistencies and imperfections.

Therefore, over these five thousand years, Lingbao Tianzun was actually using the life-and-death connection between Yuhua Divine Island and himself to integrate everything and achieve true perfection. Furthermore, the wisp of true spirit sealed within the divine consciousness had been extracted and perfectly merged with the spirit of this corpse.

After five thousand years of gestation, the physical body of Lingbao Tianzun finally achieved spiritual connection. Within him, a special reincarnation seal shone brightly.

At this moment, the Celestial Venerable Lingbao in the ancient coffin of the gods moved his fingers, truly awakening from his long slumber.

Despite the array patterns blocking his way, he still managed to pry open the ancient coffin of the gods, even causing cracks to appear in the flawless stone walls.

He sat up, looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, and murmured, "Who am I? Where am I?"

He stepped out of the stone coffin and naturally sensed the presence of the earth. He then instinctively tore through the earth and came to the surface.

Looking at the magnificent, mysterious jade palace before him, he felt a moment of disorientation and murmured, "I feel like I've been here before."

He then pushed open the door.

The main hall was empty except for an ancient bronze lamp, its intricate design—a human-faced ghost—exuding a faint, ancient charm, as if weathered by time. At the wick of the lamp, a sinister, eerie old man emitted a series of unsettling laughs.

At this moment, a voice came: "Lingbao Tianzun! How long are you going to suppress me? I suffer from the divine fire of this broken lamp day and night, and I am in unbearable pain every moment. This is worse than hell."

"Please let me go. Whatever you say, I will obey and I will never dare to utter a single word of dissent."

"Or, kill me and let me be free from suffering!"

The psychic looked around but saw no one. Yet, he knew with extraordinary intuition that the speaker was inside the magic lamp.

So he looked at the magic lamp in confusion and said, "Lingbao Tianzun? Are you talking about me? Am I Lingbao Tianzun?"

This bronze lamp is one of the secret treasures crafted by Lingbao Tianzun to suppress the calamity of corpses, and it contains the mysteries of the Sutra of Salvation. During Lingbao Tianzun's fourth incarnation, he felt that something was wrong with him, so he let this lamp fall into the mortal world, and only recently found it again.

In later generations, this bronze lamp was used by Shakyamuni to suppress the divine thoughts of the Great Accomplished Holy Body, and was later obtained by Ye Fan.

Lingbao Tianzun had taken a preemptive step, suppressing and sealing his divine consciousness within this bronze lamp the moment it was born after his death. The voice just now naturally came from Lingbao Tianzun's divine consciousness.

Upon hearing Lingbao Tianzun's words, the deity was taken aback and immediately tried to sense his aura, only to be overjoyed.

Although it is unknown what went wrong with Lingbao Tianzun, there is no doubt that he has lost his memory, and even his powerful strength is hidden within his body and cannot be used. Only his powerful physical strength remains.

In other words, this is the most suitable body for him to possess. Once he possesses this body, he will be the true Celestial Venerable of the Spiritual Treasure. Even if he cannot become an immortal in the mortal world, entering a strange world to cultivate and achieve immortality shouldn't be too difficult.

As he pondered, the psychic said, "You know me, don't you? I can't remember anything from the past. Can you tell me?"

The deity said, "If you release me, I will tell you about the past."

Upon hearing this, the psychic said, "Alright, I'll release you right now."

The deity asked with some doubt, "Aren't you afraid I'll break the agreement? Or even come after you?" The psychic replied, "I'm not afraid. Because you're too weak."

Upon hearing this, the deity was instantly enraged: "What did you say?"

As the psychic picked up the bronze lamp and used his physical strength to break through the array that was suppressing him, he said, "You're too weak."

The deity, having broken free from the seal, appeared in Biyou Palace. His black figure grew taller in the wind, instantly transforming into a demon god, his entire body shrouded in a black cloak, exuding a sinister aura and overwhelming demonic power.

He roared, "How dare you underestimate me! I will seize your body and resume my path to immortality!"

Then, the divine will broke through the air, and countless demonic energies intertwined to form array patterns, imprinting themselves in the void and transforming into a great array that completely sealed off the psychic. It then pounced on him, like a vengeful ghost that wanted to devour its prey, a demon that crawled out of hell.

But as soon as they got close, the flame in the bronze lamp flickered, and a burst of divine light flew out, directly repelling the divine thought, and black blood splattered into the hall.

The little old man in the lamp wick let out a strange, cackling laugh, and spat out a beam of fire that ignited the divine thought, burning it so badly that it rolled on the ground, emitting cries of agony.

The psychic gently blew out the divine fire and said, "I told you, you're too weak. Now, can you tell me about the past?"

The divine spirit extinguished the remaining flames on its body and continued to rush towards the psychic, attempting to directly seize control of the Immortal Platform. It also realized that this Lingbao Celestial Venerable was merely a newly reborn true spirit, with its laws and primordial spirit hidden within the Reincarnation Seal.

In other words, this is the moment when Lingbao Tianzun is at his weakest. As long as he can successfully possess the body, he has a chance to obtain everything from Lingbao Tianzun.

But the psychic simply waved his hand, sending the divine thought flying once more. This body was terrifyingly powerful; even without the manifestation of laws, a mere wave of his hand could shatter all laws. If he hadn't held back, the divine thought would likely have been completely dispersed.

The deity looked sadly at the psychic before him and said, "Lingbao Tianzun! I will rather die than let you have your way! Die with me!"

Taking advantage of the moment when the divine fire of the bronze lamp was blown out and needed a little time to reignite, the divine thought rushed towards the psychic, wanting to directly unleash the power of transformation and perish together.

The current Lingbao Celestial Venerable only possesses physical strength and is therefore unable to stop this process.

At this moment, the psychic suddenly paused, a sudden inspiration striking him. He began to chant: "Accumulated Yang becomes spirit, and within spirit lies form. Form is born from the sun, and the sun is born from the moon. Accumulated Yin forms shape, and within form lies spirit..."

The divine thought's actions were abruptly halted, and the ignited flame of transformation was extinguished. He trembled violently, his body frozen in place as if he couldn't control himself, and even cracks began to appear on his skin.

He let out a series of loud shouts, trying to drown out the chanting. But no matter how loud he was, the chanting broke through the noise and reached his ears clearly.

"A clear mind illuminates all things. A powerful spirit conquers all senses in a single breath. With a single-minded focus, one observes all things..."

The psychic felt that as he chanted the scriptures, something within him was constantly reviving, making his power stronger and stronger. Countless images even began to appear, as if he were trying to recall his past.

The divine thought was in even greater pain, and the cracks appearing on his body began to faintly reveal an aura of near-immortal power.

He dared not resist any longer and forced himself to leave. But somehow, the Immortal Execution Sword had already closed the hall, sealing him inside once more, leaving him with nowhere to go.

"In the beginning of the azure sky, a song sang in the heavens, and the great floating earth was filled with light. The sun and moon of the heavens, the stars and constellations, the mountains and seas were shrouded in clouds, and there was no cloud in the sky..."

As the scriptures continued to echo, the divine will finally collapsed completely, and the overwhelming demonic energy dissipated. An invincible aura that dominated the three realms and six paths, and whose power overwhelmed the past, present, and future, returned from the long river of time.

(End of this chapter)