novelapdf Chapter 468 Encounter
Chapter 468 Encounter
Qingli Mountain.
Fang family.
The clansmen were busy harvesting the sacred rice, dismantling the great formation, and moving the sacred objects.
Fang Daoling watched all this unfold, often personally getting involved, wishing he could do it even faster.
After all, he knew how terrifying the upcoming battle would be.
Upon seeing that most of his clansmen were still in the Qi Condensation stage, especially those in the Water Virtue and Stomach Master lineages, he seemed thoughtful: "Last time I met True Person Chan Yuanzi, and with his guidance, I could at least reach the Purple Mansion stage in the [Ji Water] and [Shen Water] stages. That's more than enough."
Even my family is skilled in the virtue of water; the "Zhen Water" and "Bi Water" formations are not impossible to repair...
After all, my family members may spend their entire lives in the Qi Condensation Realm. How could there possibly be a day when hidden dangers erupt?
According to the master, even if there are drawbacks, they will be issues after the Purple Mansion stage; at least the Dao Foundation stage will be unaffected.
Just as they were pondering, they suddenly saw a woman's radiant light flashing in the direction of Wusheng Temple, and the earth trembled faintly, as if an earth dragon was turning over, the tremor spreading all the way. Their expression changed instantly: "Quick! Forget about all the spirit rice and spirit items, prioritize the evacuation of our clansmen!"
A figure emerged from the misty void.
He sat leisurely on the bamboo sedan chair carried by two men. One of the men was dressed in black and the other in white, with dark blue faces, clearly refining corpses. Each of them possessed extraordinary and mysterious protective powers. The person in the sedan chair, on the other hand, had pale skin, appearing somewhat weak and bloodless, with harsh features, suggesting a short lifespan. A jet-black silk ribbon was wrapped around his waist, from which a faint bloody light seeped out.
"The sect leader personally went to Wusheng Temple to capture the person and has already intercepted four Taras... It is rumored that in the White Bone Path, there is also a Vajra Power Master who is the most powerful, but he has long since disappeared..."
The figure on the sedan chair chuckled lightly: "I never imagined that today, even a newly promoted True Immortal like An Yuanzi would have to stop me..."
Two beams of divine light converged behind him, revealing him to be a mid-stage Purple Mansion cultivator with two divine abilities.
Arriving with such power at this moment, their intention is to annihilate the Fang family of Qingli Mountain, one of the three major Purple Mansion forces under the White Bone Path, which lacks a True Person to oversee it, in order to intimidate Xituo County.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, another person emerged from the void. He was a seven-foot-tall man with a majestic stature and dignified appearance; it was Xu Hei.
His timely appearance saved the Fang family from annihilation.
"The supernatural power I cultivate is 'Rebirth Earth,' passed down by the Yin Corpse Sect, but supplemented by others. I'd like to ask you, fellow Daoist, for your authentic and wondrous teachings..."
"In the Seven Treasures Pond, a lotus embryo is formed. The water of the Eight Virtues nourishes the spiritual source with fragrance. Never to regress, one's rank descends only to the Holy Path. Supernatural powers are unrestrained, and divine might pervades the universe. It is not due to arduous cultivation over countless eons, but entirely due to the ocean of vows of the One Vehicle. May this wondrous Dharma be eternally spread throughout the world, and may this supernatural power forever save those entangled in worldly affairs." Xu Hei smiled coldly, chanting the mantra. Countless black soil surged forth from all around, carrying the aura of rebirth in paradise, as if to bury the person riding in the sedan chair.
"The 'Land of Rebirth' is about refining the physical form and cultivating the spirit, transforming it within... Your supernatural powers are cultivated to the point of being like those of a secret esoteric sect. As a Pure Land Dharma, it universally embraces all beings, and its miraculous rebirth is unparalleled among the three thousand realms, enabling ordinary people to quickly reach the other shore and allowing all sentient beings to quickly leave behind defilements. It is indeed profound and mysterious..."
The mid-stage Purple Mansion cultivator riding in the sedan chair sneered, slapped the seat, and the white-robed corpse immediately stepped forward, grabbing at the countless 'Rebirth Soil' with both hands.
puff!
The corpse's clothes were torn open, revealing its interior, but instead of internal organs, it contained countless densely packed runes, connected end to end, forming one wondrous pattern after another.
"The Yin Corpse Sect started by refining corpses, so they are no ordinary sect either."
A small, dark mountain appeared in Xu Hei's hand, transforming into countless mountain shadows that blocked his way.
Before long, a figure dressed in black appeared around him. If it weren't for the small mountain blocking his way, he might have already reached Xu Hei. "If we all only had one supernatural power, I might not be able to do anything to you, but I am, after all, a mid-stage Purple Mansion cultivator."
The sedan chair, though no longer carrying the corpse-refining vessel, still floated violently in the void. The immortal on it pressed down on his robes, and another ray of divine light appeared.
Xu Hei, who was barely holding off the two corpses, suddenly changed his expression. He then reached out and flicked his wrist, and a zither landed in his hand.
The cool moonlight suddenly began to fall all around, like mercury spilling onto the ground, creating a silvery white landscape.
"A Yin-type magical artifact?!"
Upon seeing this, the Purple Mansion True Person of the Yin Corpse Sect exclaimed in surprise, "It's truly rare to find a magic weapon of this caliber."
A beam of Yin light descended, instantly splitting the black and white corpse in two, shattering countless runes.
This Taiyin magic treasure was naturally the one that the Great Immortal Yaoyue once possessed.
Later, Fang Qing seized it and brought it back to the secret treasury. After seeing that Xu Hei Zifu didn't even have a single Zifu magic treasure, he bestowed it upon him.
If a Purple Mansion Sword Immortal wields a sharp Nine-Turn Flying Sword, it's practically equivalent to gaining an extra supernatural power!
The Taiyin magic weapon is even rarer than the ordinary Nine-Turn Flying Sword. If it were in the hands of a Purple Mansion True Person of the Taiyin lineage, it would indeed have the effect of fighting beyond one's level.
But in Xu Hei's hands, it was a case of casting pearls before swine.
Even so, holding off a mid-stage Purple Mansion True Person is still not a big problem.
As early as when the [Female Earth] in the Great Void was shining brightly and various strange phenomena appeared, Fang Daoling led his family members, abandoning all spiritual resources, and frantically fled to the Secret Realm.
After the last member of the Fang family left, the Purple Mansion True Person of the Yin Corpse Sect couldn't help but sigh, "Unexpectedly, we were still a step too late... But now, all the major Golden Core sects are going to fight against the Secret Realm. This is an overwhelming trend. Why should you, fellow Daoist, try to stop it with your bare hands?"
Upon hearing this, Xu Hei felt a bitter taste in his mouth.
If he had followed his plan, after becoming a Purple Mansion True Person, he would naturally have retreated to one place and enjoyed his five hundred years of life.
Unfortunately, he was born to be the young master's man, and he would die to be the young master's ghost; he had no choice at all.
Furthermore, the Fang family are his blood relatives; how could he dare to watch the Fang family be wiped out?
Swish!
Two streaks of light flashed, and countless runes converged, transforming into two refined corpses, one black and one white, which caught the sedan chair in mid-air.
"Today is merely a small test of my abilities; on the battlefield tomorrow, there will be no mercy..."
The mid-stage Purple Mansion True Person chuckled, was lifted up by the black and white refined corpse, and disappeared into the depths of the Great Void.
Ordinary Purple Mansion True Persons, regardless of whether they are in the early or middle stages, find it difficult to completely capture the other party. Therefore, they both feel that maintaining peace is the normal state.
This Purple Mansion True Man of the Yin Corpse Sect was clearly the same.
Xu Hei also watched the other party leave without giving chase.
Next time... if we meet on the battlefield, I'm afraid I'll transform into a Great True Person, or even a Perfected Purple Mansion, or even a Buddha's Child... and I really won't show any mercy.
Xu Hei sighed inwardly, and then saw a figure emerge from the hazy void – it was none other than Bai Ziye, the True Person of the Bai family.
"Master Bai" Xu Hei smiled and cupped his hands in greeting: "Has the Bai family completed their migration?"
"They have all been moved into the secret treasury."
Bai Ziye sighed. Ever since the battle with the Bai family in Dongshui, he had been on the White Bone Path's pirate ship and could never get off. "That's good. Now that the Four Directions Merchants Association and the Fang family have moved... we should go to Wusheng Temple to relieve the siege." Xu Hei said.
"Yes... but over there is a Great Master. Alas, my White Bone Daoist [Female Earth] has a Daoist rivalry with the Yin Corpse Sect, and this time the Yin Corpse Sect is the most active."
Bai Ziye sighed, "That Wuchenzi is cunning; he escaped and found peace and quiet. Now he doesn't even want his own clansmen anymore."
Although he was a Purple Mansion cultivator, his status was not high enough, his background was not strong enough, and he did not know the truth about Wuchen.
Xu Hei, however, was well aware of this: "Fang Wuchen? It would be truly a miracle if he came back alive."
He wielded the Taiyin magic weapon in his hand and entered the Great Void with Bai Ziye.
Before long, they arrived outside the Temple of No Life.
A monstrous corpse with a blue face and fangs, and a body as large as a mountain, was seen bombarding the mandala ritual outside the Wusheng Temple.
One by one, the mountains collapsed, the surrounding geography changed, and even the spiritual energy was constantly weakening.
"What a brilliant scheme to wipe out their lineage!"
Upon seeing this, Xu Hei and Bai Ziye's expressions changed slightly.
They dared to come to their aid not because the four Taras were particularly powerful, but because they had calculated the timing and knew that reinforcements from the secret realm were also on their way.
Sure enough, almost at the same time as them, a gaunt Dharma King wearing a tiger-skin monk's robe emerged from the void—it was Sangji!
Several female supernatural powers shone behind him, their auras no less powerful than those of the masked Yin Corpse Sect Master.
"White Bone Dharma King?" The Yin Corpse Sect Master, wearing a bronze mask, landed back on the head of the giant refined corpse, his voice seemingly carrying a hint of mockery.
"Venerable One above, why must you act rashly without a name?" Sangji sighed, clasping his hands together, his expression filled with compassion for all humanity: "Once the great battle begins, rivers of blood will flow; what is the point?"
"Hmph, ever since your White Bone Path entered Sichuan and the secret monks crossed the sea to the east, there has been almost no year without war... Now you're still talking to me about rivers of blood?"
The leader of the Yin Corpse Sect sneered, "My former sect leader died at the hands of your White Bone Path! If I bring several demon kings with me this time, you, Sangji, won't be able to return to the secret realm, or you'll only be able to return as a true spirit?"
"Then I must thank the sect leader for showing mercy." Sangji laughed, clearly shameless.
"Today is merely a greeting. Your White Bone Sect can no longer hold Xituo County… Next, we will storm the Secret Treasury; then, true bloodshed will ensue." The Yin Corpse Sect Master's voice was slow and deliberate, as the massive corpse-refining figure gradually dissolved into the darkness of the void, disappearing without a trace. "Presiding!"
"His Holiness the Dharma King!"
Inside Wusheng Temple, the Four Taras appeared and respectfully bowed.
"We must move to the secret burial site immediately; we really cannot stay in this ancient Shu land any longer."
Sangji sighed, "The foundation of my White Bone Sect for a hundred years, the fruitful results of the secret monks' eastward journey, I'm afraid we'll have to return it all now."
"Yes!" Moonlight White Tara and the others respectfully replied, and then asked, "The other monks are all easy to talk to, but there is one person—Vajra Tara—who has not been contacted for a long time."
"This disciple has been appointed by the Dharma King, so you need not ask any further questions." Sangji flicked his sleeve, his tone chilling, sending shivers down everyone's spine.