Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

It was Yunping who transformed this possibility into definitive intelligence information.

He nodded, his expression slightly grave, his tone much heavier than before: "That is the Seven Dream Tree..."

"It is the twenty-second ultimate... the former Seven Dream Trees."

The name of the Seven Dream Tree is known to everyone in the three great heavens.

At least in terms of the popularity of its myths and legends, it was once almost on par with the other twenty-one extremes.

Legend has it that the Seven Dream Tree was originally a wisp of the divine consciousness of the Kunxuan Ancestor that landed on Earth and transformed into a seed. Over a long period of time, it eventually evolved into a spiritual tree with its own consciousness.

Its roots are a treasure of medicine, its leaves can heal all living things, and the sap flowing from its trunk can extend one's life by tens of thousands of years with just one sip.

A treasure of heaven and earth, a symbol of life.

At this moment.

The tree trunk, once a symbol of life, now appears before everyone in a rotten, foul-smelling, charred state.

This defies all common sense.

But facts are facts, undeniable facts right before our eyes.

When they parted that day, the Seven Dream Tree, looking exhausted, told Yunping that it needed to sleep... It had to sleep to escape the pursuers.

But to my surprise, when we met again, the Seven Dream Tree had become like this.

The pursuers.

Was it that woman, Ye Xuanqiu, who did it?

No.

Not sure.

A surge of displeasure and anger filled Yun Ping's heart, and his tone was unusually cold:

"Let's go down and take a look."

After speaking.

He took a step forward, then stepped out of the cave, plummeted downwards, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Zhang Ruoxue and Gu Xingzhuo exchanged a glance, and without hesitation, they also leaped forward.

Next came Lu Yingqiu and Ning Xuchen. It's worth mentioning that because Ning Xuchen's cultivation level was not high, Lu Yingqiu chose to pick up her disciple in a princess carry, hold him in her arms, and then jump down.

As the students from Yuntian Academy disappeared one by one, Ye Yuchan, still standing on the vine-covered steps, was somewhat stunned.

She glanced back at the increasingly dark depths of the vine-covered staircase, where gusts of cold wind made her heart pound.

"Really... don't leave me alone!"

With some reluctance, Ye Yuchan had no choice but to jump down from the cave entrance as well.

……

The descent lasted for more than ten seconds.

None of them expected that jumping directly down from that hole would take so long.

However, given their cultivation level, falling from this height would not cause them any physical damage.

At most, my feet will feel a little numb.

The ground beneath my feet was softer than I had imagined, like clumps of loose mud. Stepping on it would create a huge pit. At the same time, the stench from the ground was worse than anywhere else. Just standing on it made my stomach churn.

At least Ye Yuchan and the others immediately sealed their sense of smell with their spiritual energy after landing.

Gu Xingzhuo looked around, his expression unchanged: "Even after reaching the bottom... the scene is almost no different from what I saw before."

It was still that huge and terrifying trunk of the Seven Dreams Tree, and still the sky filled with wailing ghosts and spirits.

But there are differences.

Just as everyone landed, the vengeful spirits that had been floating around stopped moving, and pairs of eyes burning with eerie flames were all turned to the people at the bottom of the space.

Under the resentful gaze of the deceased, Ye Yuchan shivered and abruptly raised her head.

As if the sky had collapsed, the chaotic black clouds found their target in an instant, and thousands upon thousands of vengeful spirits attacked the group like a swarm of bees.

Almost immediately, everyone assumed a fighting stance. Ye Yuchan was so frightened that she summoned her magic weapon, Black Rain, and instantly switched it to a black light form capable of exploding.

however.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha".

Yunping suddenly stood up with his right hand, fingers together, and murmured a single word.

Golden light suddenly appeared beneath everyone's feet, enveloping them in less than half a second, while Yun Ping struck out with a palm.

The pure gold swastika spun forward and expanded infinitely in the process.

Every vengeful spirit enveloped by the golden light of the swastika invariably let out extremely painful howls and screams, and decomposed into inexplicable ashes in a very short time.

The vengeful spirits were not without consciousness. When they saw the swastika, they seemed to see their natural enemy and turned to flee. But how could their speed compare to this palm strike containing the great path of Buddhism? They were immediately shattered and scattered.

The remaining vengeful spirits, who had not yet launched an attack, were terrified. They dared not continue to besiege and attack Yun Ping and the others, and hurriedly fled into the distance.

Yunping flicked his right hand again, and the golden light at his fingertips gradually disappeared. In its place, everyone's bodies were covered with a thin golden film, so dark that it was almost undetectable if one did not look closely.

Buddha...Buddhism?

Not to mention Lu Yingqiu and Ning Xuchen, even Ye Yuchan and the others were stunned for a moment.

Yu Chan looked at Yun Ping with some surprise: "You old rogue... So... what you said before about knowing a little about Buddhism and Taoism... was true?"

“Of course it’s true.” Yunping turned around and said in a matter-of-fact tone, “You really shouldn’t disbelieve me. I did spend some time in the Buddhist community before.”

"Back when I was still bald, I was probably the number one martial monk in Buddhism."

"I've mastered techniques like the Sleeping Arhat Fist, the Vajra Tiger Subduing Palm, the Six Roots Purification Gatling Gun, or the Exorcism Wolf Tooth Club Method... to the highest level."

...The first two sounded quite normal.

What are these "Six Roots Purification Gatling Gun" and "Exorcism of the Wolf Fang Club" nonsense?!

Physical exorcism?!

Ruoxue's focus was rather peculiar: "Speaking of which, I didn't know you used to be bald, teacher..."

Yun Ping rolled his eyes at him, his tone as if stating a truth: "Can you become stronger if you don't go bald?"

But those words had barely left his lips.

As if sensing something, Yunping suddenly turned around, and at the same time, he made a sweeping motion in the air in front of him with his right hand.

A semi-transparent, profound spell suddenly appeared, forming a transparent wind wall in front of everyone.

And at that very moment.

The soft ground beneath their feet began to tremble violently, and at a certain moment, an extremely strong shockwave suddenly erupted between Yunping and the others and the trunk of the Seven Dreams Tree.

The ground bulged up in an exaggerated way, and clods of earth shot into the sky. Amidst the endless dust and sand, an enormous, exaggerated figure gradually emerged from the shadows.

Fortunately, with Yun Ping's right hand sweeping out a wall of wind, the group did not suffer a particularly strong impact.

And so everyone saw what the thing that emerged from underground looked like.

Its body is round and smooth, its appearance is scaleless, its skin is iron-blue, its head is shaped like a semi-circle, and its multiple eyes are set on the two sides of its head. Its toothless mouth occupies half of its face, like a deep abyss black hole. At a glance, you can't even see if there is any flesh or blood in its mouth, it is just pure black. It doesn't even have a nose.

What's even stranger is that its shape is not humanoid. Rather, it is elongated, with tail-fin-like limbs at the end of its body and wing-like curved limbs on both sides. Upon closer inspection, one can see countless orifices on those limbs.

It hovered, suspended in front of the trunk of the Seven Dreams Tree, guarding the trunk with its enormous body, which was hundreds of meters long.

Looking at the thing that suddenly emerged from the ground, Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue, these two seemingly superficial best friends, almost simultaneously uttered the same sentence:

"What a big fish..."

Is that you, Kun?!

35. Battle and the Fallen

In the Northern Sea there is a fish, its name is Kun, Kun is so big... it can't be stewed in one pot.

At least for the fish in front of Yunping and the others, which looks very much like the legendary Kun, there are probably few pots in the world that can contain it.

Although its size is not exaggerated to be three thousand miles in wingspan, when presented to tiny humans, the actual visual difference between thirty miles and three thousand miles is not significant.

These are all things that humans cannot reach or defeat.

When those plural eyes widened, they looked just like rolling stones, and at a certain moment they all looked at the place where Yunping and the others were.

Its pupils are grayish-brown, and upon closer inspection, one can clearly see ulcerated and sunken marks in the center. The area around the pupils is covered with streaks of blood, which tremble and make its eyes appear particularly ferocious and terrifying.

--(roar)!

Like a creature with a strong sense of territory that has sensed an intruder, this unknown, monstrous creature opened its massive jaws and let out an extremely loud and terrifying roar.

That was a roar that no human could produce, and it could not be replaced by any onomatopoeia.

As soon as the sound was uttered, Ye Yuchan and the others realized in advance that it would probably be a terrifying shriek that could shake the physical body and destroy the mind.

In an instant, everyone from Yuntian Academy simultaneously circulated their spiritual energy and cultivation techniques, sealing their ears, protecting their bodies, and treading the ground to stabilize themselves.

Rao is so.

boom! !

When its sound waves swept in, the air itself seemed to explode.

This terrifying sound wave even penetrated the wind wall that Yunping had previously created with a wave of his hand.

Ning Xuchen, whose cultivation was relatively weak, turned pale, felt a sweet taste in his throat, and immediately vomited a mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground. At the same time, thick blood also flowed from his eyes, ears, and nose.

Even though he had already covered his ears and protected his body, the sweeping sound waves still caused the scholar to bleed from all seven orifices.

Not only that, the faces of the others were also not good. Even Zhang Ruoxue, who had just been promoted to saint, couldn't help but frown, not to mention Ye Yuchan, whose face was pale and whose body was trembling.

Fortunately, the sound wave was fleeting, and everyone only felt the impact for a moment—if it were under such a high-intensity sound wave, Zhang Ruoxue probably wouldn't have been able to hold on for long.

Yunping lowered his eyelids, his face turning ashen.

He rarely showed such an expression; it was probably only when he witnessed something he didn't want to see that he would appear so solemn.

He did see it.