He became the True Lord of Ten Thousand Laws starting from Liaozhai.

The power of this sword is such that even Pudu wouldn't dare to take it head-on. You should know that this sword has been nurtured for hundreds of years and is already a divine weapon, probably comparable to a celestial sword.

If earthly weapons were capable of giving birth to sword spirits, this weapon would probably have already entered the ranks of immortal swords.

The fact that this sword could withstand his deadly chants with its blade shows that it is definitely no ordinary sword.

Pudu no longer held back. He first drew a sixteen-foot-tall golden body, transforming it into a majestic Buddha. In the past, a true Buddha preached the Dharma in the world. This supernatural power must have been learned by Pudu through some kind of karmic connection. Today, it has benefited the centipede.

He used this supernatural power, and a sky full of Buddhist light illuminated the dim sky, with lotus flowers blooming in all directions.

Zhou Yuan's figure was frozen in time. His mind felt as if countless gods and Buddhas were preaching, and it was about to explode.

What about Bodhisattvas with lowered brows and Vajras with wrathful eyes...?

The Daoist scriptures do not cultivate magical power, but only some incantations. Relying on the Daoist techniques driven by his own essence and blood, Zhou Yuan bit his tongue and forced himself to wake up. He spat out a mouthful of blood mist and sprayed it onto the True Martial Sword.

The sword burst forth with intense blood-red light, instantly suppressing the overwhelming Buddhist light.

Just now, Zhou Yuan's body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, but with the help of the blood light, he tore through space, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and once again charged towards the golden Buddha statue with his sword.

Pudu increased the speed at which the life-snatching chant was cast. In theory, supernatural powers and spells are a kind of dimensional reduction attack for cultivators who have not yet entered the Chaoyuan realm, and ordinary cultivators cannot withstand them for even a moment.

Moreover, for a great demon like him who has already cultivated the Five Elements to Gather Origin, this sword is too strange. It is completely different from the immortal swords he has seen before. The divine weapon of the Dao Palace is ultimately a divine weapon, just as difficult to deal with as those old Daoists he had encountered before.

From the moment Zhou Yuan spat out the blood mist, his life began to be absorbed by the True Martial Sword. At the same time, something else was also being lost, but Zhou Yuan did not know what it was.

Pudu, however, saw through the trick. This Zhenwu Sword would absorb the life force of the person in front of him. Once it was completely absorbed, this person would probably never be able to enter the cycle of reincarnation again and would completely disappear from this world.

Zhou Yuan has a powerful destiny. If he can embark on the path of immortality, he will probably become a powerful ancestor. However, once he learns the Daoist scriptures, his destiny will only be accepted by the Daoist Palace, and everything will be decided by that true immortal.

"What a fool!" Pudu cursed inwardly. No wonder it was so troublesome. This Zhenwu Sword could be called a divine weapon of the Dao Palace.

Zhou Yuan wielded the Zhenwu Sword, as if endless sword energy shot out from the blade. The fierce sword energy broke through the mud and struck the golden Buddha statue, leaving streaks of blood, but they quickly healed.

With each bloodstain, a drop of blood is knocked off. When the demonic blood falls to the ground, there is a thud, and a large crater is created.

As a great demon, Pudu had long since honed his body to a certain level. Even without using supernatural powers, he could crush some powerful beings with supernatural abilities with just his physical strength. Ordinary immortal swords could not break his defenses.

But this divine weapon was simply too powerful; even he was finding it difficult to withstand.

Zhou Yuan was getting closer and closer to him, and Pudu was getting impatient. He hadn't expected these two Buddhist supernatural powers to be so weak. He had intended to bewitch this man, but now it seemed he would have to shatter the sword.

This person can never be deceived.

The golden Buddha statue that Pudu had conjured stretched out its broad palm and slapped towards Zhou Yuan's Zhenwu Sword.

Although this sword is like a divine weapon, whose body isn't at that level?

Pudu hardened his heart and struck out with his palm. Zhou Yuan and his sword flew backward without any power to resist.

Zhou Yuan was slapped so hard that his body felt like it was falling apart, and he couldn't get up anymore. Just now, the True Martial Sword had blocked his way. The mortal body was already weak, and even the most uncultivated raptor could easily tear a mortal's body apart, let alone a great demon that had cultivated for countless years.

If it weren't for the fact that Taoist magic cannot be used...

Zhou Yuan sneered inwardly; otherwise, he would have made this demonic Buddha taste the power of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder...

Unfortunately, he didn't get the chance. It's unbelievable that he, the Director of the Imperial Observatory of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the number one Taoist master, couldn't even use a single Taoist technique before he died. He died such a frustrating death.

The Zhenwu Sword seemed to have come to life; its blade shimmered with a faint light, and it flew up on its own, arriving beside Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan sensed something and grasped the Zhenwu Sword. At that moment, he seemed to see the successive directors of the Imperial Observatory appearing beside him.

They were dressed in Taoist robes, with divine expressions, showing no trace of human emotions or desires.

A beam of blood-red light pierced through the black mist obscuring the sky, and the figures of the successive directors of the Imperial Observatory disappeared, transforming into a streak of light that followed the beam of blood-red light.

Zhou Yuan seemed to sense the aura of the Heavenly Dao, and even Pudu, who had transformed into the golden body of Buddha, showed a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

"How long has this divine weapon been in the making?!" Pudu was shocked. He never imagined that it would be tormented for so long by a mortal so soon after its birth. Has the Great Zhou Dynasty become this powerful now?

He didn't recognize the Zhenwu Sword, but he knew about the Imperial Observatory. However, he hadn't spent much time in the Great Zhou Dynasty before and didn't know how powerful this so-called Zhenwu Sword was.

If it weren't for wanting to eat the monk Pudu, he wouldn't have left the Ten Thousand Mountains and come to the Great Zhou. He never expected to be tricked by this monk and sealed for so long, and his magic power has not yet recovered.

Otherwise, how could this mortal have survived under his thumb for so long!

Pudu was also truly enraged. The last time he was truly enraged was when he fought against "Pudu". At that time, the centipede really wanted to kill "Pudu", but he coveted "Pudu's" supernatural powers.

The centipede's previous cultivation of supernatural powers enabled it to "eat people." Once someone was eaten by it, they could learn its supernatural powers or other spells.

Zhou Yuan's body, which had been somewhat broken, seemed to have regained some strength under the nourishment of his blood and qi. He sneered, made hand seals, chanted incantations, and stepped out in a ritualistic manner.

Zhou Yuan recited: "Heaven's way has its punishments, divine thunder is the penalty, ninefold thunder tribulation, annihilating immortals and killing gods..."

This is the highest thunder technique in the Taoist scriptures, capable of commanding the thunder tribulations of the nine heavens. It is a forbidden technique among forbidden techniques, and the practitioner will pay the price with their own lifespan. It is a thunder technique that only the chief examiners of each generation can learn.

Thunder roared in the sky, and thunderclouds covered the original demonic aura.

Looking at the sky filled with divine lightning, Pudu finally felt a trace of fear in his eyes. He could no longer maintain his original golden Buddha form and reverted to his original monk appearance.

"You mortal, how dare you command thunder!"

Pudu exclaimed in surprise, "This is an ability that only the Dao Palace possesses. I really can't believe it. What is the relationship between the Imperial Observatory and the Dao Palace? He hasn't been in the Great Zhou for long, so he hasn't collected any secrets."

Thunder can subdue all evil spirits in the world. Although he has already cultivated supernatural powers, he still has a demonic body in essence and is still very afraid of such thunder tribulations. Back then, every time he cultivated a supernatural power, he had to go through the tribulation of thunder and fire.

Each time he was struck by lightning, his flesh and blood would be torn apart. However, after surviving so many heavenly tribulations and undergoing their baptism, his demonic body had already undergone a transformation.

The fear of thunder is real; more than anything, seeing this earth-shattering lightning magic reminds him of the terror of being dominated by lightning tribulations in the past.

There aren't many cultivators who can master thunderous divine abilities. Back then, the Dao Palace had a group of people who practiced thunder magic extensively. Almost every Dao Palace cultivator who achieved great divine abilities knew one or two thunderous divine abilities.

This kind of thunder magic is a natural counter to evil cultivators or demons. This is also why the Dao Palace once claimed to be the righteous path of the world. With the Dao Ancestor passing down thunder magic, they certainly had reason to be proud.

As the divine thunder struck from the heavens, Pudu's demonic aura was scattered, and his dignified and solemn image as a high monk could no longer be maintained. He broke through his skin and revealed his demonic body.

A centipede the size of a mountain was bathed in divine thunder.

The moment the demonic form materialized, even the well-informed Zhou Yuan was horrified, for he had never seen a demon with such a massive body.

One bolt of divine lightning after another struck the centipede, tearing its skin and flesh apart.

The centipede roared in pain, letting out a heart-wrenching cry.

The sound waves carried deadly chants, causing Zhou Yuan to cough up a mouthful of blood mist.

The divine lightning came quickly and went quickly, and each bolt of divine lightning consumed Zhou Yuan's lifespan.

Zhou Yuan was already old, and even if he burned his last bit of life force, he wouldn't be able to unleash many more divine lightning bolts.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood mist, Zhou Yuan was nourished by the blood light emanating from the True Martial Sword, and felt that he had regained some strength.

Taking advantage of the centipede's immobility, Zhou Yuan leaped up with his sword and chopped off dozens of its legs in one strike.

Pudu reacted, withstood the divine lightning, and used his supernatural powers to transform into the golden body of Buddha, grabbing the Zhenwu Sword with one hand.

With a "ding," the Zhenwu Sword shattered into pieces, never to be restored to its original state.

Without the blessing of the True Martial Sword, Zhou Yuan could no longer maintain his current state and fainted.

After Zhou Yuan fell into a coma, the divine lightning that had gathered in the sky stopped accumulating, and the thunderclouds gradually dissipated, revealing a vast sky.

Pudu had already had most of his demonic body cleaved away, but he held on. He transformed back into human form, taking the appearance of a monk, and came before Zhou Yuan.

This person is not dead yet, but the damage caused to him by the Zhenwu Sword is too great.

The divine weapon of the Dao Palace, which had guarded the Great Zhou for eight hundred years, was destroyed in a single day. This divine weapon had been passed down with the Imperial Observatory for eight hundred years and possessed boundless power. If it were a great demon who had only cultivated one or two supernatural powers, it might have been easily killed by this mortal today.

Pudu squatted down and grabbed Zhou Yuan's head with one hand. He wanted to read this person's memories, at least to know what the current situation in the mortal world was like.

This person carries a purple aura; consuming it can restore a significant amount of one's strength.

Pudu no longer held back, mobilizing his magical power and unleashing his Devouring Divine Power. The purple aura that formed clouds, along with Zhou Yuan's lifelong memories, was quickly absorbed by Pudu.

"The Great Zhou Dynasty has been around for eight hundred years... It's amazing that it's still so prosperous. However, Heaven will not allow it."

"There are many demonic calamities within the Great Zhou territory... However, none of these are enough to bring down the country. Only by ruining the Great Zhou's fortune can this dynasty be completely destroyed."

If Heaven allows such a thing to happen, then Pudu must obey Heaven and devour the fortune of the Great Zhou Dynasty. This is the path he has come to understand. If he can truly follow Heaven's will to destroy the Great Zhou, slowly, slowly, as long as he can comply with Heaven's will...

At this time, Pudu believed that as long as he absorbed all the fortune of the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, he could ascend to immortality.

To become a legendary demon ancestor!

It should be understood that cultivators who achieve supernatural powers are one in ten thousand, let alone those who advance further in the realm of supernatural powers, which is the realm of the Origin Realm. This is something that cannot be achieved simply by waiting for time.

In the world of cultivation, time is the least important thing; talent and comprehension are what truly matter.

"Fangyuan City, the Deng family?"

"The Deng family of Fangyuan, this Deng Che was once a figure in the imperial court. Although he has retired and returned to his hometown, he must still possess some kind of aura. And what about his granddaughter's strange illness?"

Pudu's mind raced, searching for information. He realized that this might be a symptom of separation of souls. No, it was more like two souls in one body. It couldn't be that he couldn't completely forget his past life.

He had dealt with the people of the underworld before, and these judges and city gods were the most impartial and selfless; they would never allow such a thing to happen.

"Interesting. Could this Deng Youwen be the reincarnation of some fellow Daoist?"

I have seen this kind of technique before. It is used to escape the great karma. However, according to Zhou Yuan's memories, this fellow Daoist has obviously failed.

If this method succeeds, it will completely replace this body at a certain age, and none of these things will happen.

"That sounds interesting, let's go take a look!"

Pudu also discovered from Zhou Yuan's memories that the Deng family controlled most of the power in the court, and most of them were even disciples of the Deng family.

If we can bewitch this person and make him work for us, then plotting to seize the fortunes of the Great Zhou Dynasty will be an even easier task.

Pudu made up his mind and used his supernatural powers to completely control Zhou Yuan's mind. The man could still think normally and retain his habits from his previous life, but his heart, liver, spleen, stomach, kidneys, and other organs had completely disappeared.

All that remained was an empty shell.

After Pudu took control of Zhou Yuan, he decided to continue heading towards Fangyuan City.

This is a golden opportunity; he is destined to steal the very fortune of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

After absorbing the fortune bestowed upon Zhou Yuan by the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Pudu felt that his power had recovered by 20-30%.

"If a few more people like this came along, I'm afraid my strength wouldn't just recover, but could even reach a higher level!"

The two junior disciples were already dead, and the purple aura around them had dissipated, rendering them useless. Pudu did not intend to bewitch and control these two as well. Having more of these people would be of little use and would only be a burden. He needed to expand his own power.

Pudu roughly organized his thoughts. He was a demon who planned things out before doing anything; it was his habit.

Whether it's for cultivation or for finding treasures.

Pudu's demonic body gradually recovered.

He once again concealed his demonic aura and released the aura of someone who cultivated Buddhist supernatural powers. After receiving this purple aura, Pudu felt that his demonic aura was being hidden very well.

"Fangyuan City, hehe, let this humble monk go and take a look!"

The city also has spirits and deities like the City God, which are also a great tonic!