With the white monkey sealed away, its transformation magic also became ineffective, revealing its true form.
Zhang Mu looked at Guanyin in front of him with a cold smile.
This is the consequence of plotting against him.
"If you've used me as a pawn, then it's your turn to enter the game I've set up!"
A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he lifted Guanyin's body and placed it in a corner.
There's no rush now; he plans to refine Guanyin into a puppet and infiltrate Mount Ling.
A puppet of a Great Luo Golden Immortal can definitely play an extraordinary role at crucial moments.
Ye Yu understood Zhang Mu's meaning.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for defeating a powerful enemy! You are hereby rewarded with a copy of "Puppet Technique"!]
Zhang Mu was overjoyed and quickly checked the results.
Upon seeing that the upper limit of this puppetry technique could actually be used to refine quasi-saints, he immediately began to learn it.
"System, don't I still have a portion of Pangu's essence blood? I can use it now."
Zhang Mu thought for a moment and then said.
Now that he has been born and his spies have been eliminated, the next step is to seize the time to stay in Huaguo Mountain and improve his cultivation.
His own spiritual stone monkey foundation was not enough, and he was finding it difficult to make progress even at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level.
[Ding! Initiating the fusion of Pangu's essence blood with the host. This process will be somewhat painful; please prepare yourself.]
Zhang Mu nodded knowingly.
The next instant, he felt a stinging pain all over his body.
His pupils contracted and expanded continuously, his eyes turned crimson, and a terrifying aura emanated from his body. A huge phantom of a demonic ape appeared in the sky.
This was a phenomenon of atavism, but fortunately Ye Yu intervened and shielded the strange phenomenon, preventing the gods and Buddhas from noticing it.
As time went by, Zhang Mu's aura continued to rise, and the phantom of the demonic ape gradually merged into his body.
"roar!"
Zhang Mu roared to the sky, releasing the pressure.
The mere roar could cause the space to tremble.
I don't know how much time passed before the pain finally disappeared, followed by waves of refreshing comfort.
"call..."
Zhang Mu exhaled a breath of stale air and opened his eyes.
He was delighted when he sensed his current level of cultivation.
He merged with a portion of Pangu's essence blood, causing his bloodline to revert to its ancestral form, transforming him from a spiritual stone monkey into a chaotic demonic ape.
This person has the potential to become a saint, and their cultivation level has risen from the mid-stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal to the early stage of Daluo Golden Immortal.
The three flowers gather at the top of the head, one is immortal, does not age or die, is not subject to reincarnation, and is eternally indestructible.
This is what makes the Great Luo Golden Immortal so terrifying.
Zhang Mu grinned, feeling a surge of ego from the boundless power within him, but he suppressed his ego when he thought of the many quasi-saints in this world.
Now is not the time. Wait until you are truly invincible in the world, then you can be as arrogant as you want.
No rush, no rush, it's not time to show off yet.
"Continue your cultivation."
Stopping thinking about anything else, Zhang Mu began his peaceful cultivation.
Three hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Logically speaking, at this time, Zhang Mu should have already gone to Xiniu Hezhou to seek a master and learn skills, as arranged by Buddha.
Despite all the uncertainties, Zhang Mu still eked out a living on Flower Fruit Mountain.
Over the years, Guanyin was also transformed into a puppet by Zhang Mu.
It's still the kind of puppet with sentience.
Because Guanyin was covering for him, Buddha didn't suspect anything, only thinking that Monkey King Zhang Mu simply hadn't yet experienced the terror of birth, old age, sickness, and death.
So they continued to wait.
Another century has passed.
Zhang Mu knew that if he didn't take action soon, Buddha might come to check on him personally.
He then embarked on the path of seeking a master to learn the craft on his own.
Guanyin was also sent back to Mount Ling by Zhang Mu to work as an undercover agent, so that he would be notified in advance of any disturbances.
Four hundred years of cultivation, coupled with the transformation of his foundation, allowed Zhang Mu's strength to reach the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.
Is it slow?
Not slow! This is no longer the previous realm, but the Great Luo Golden Immortal!
The fact that one can advance to a minor level in four hundred years is enough to shock other Grand Luo Golden Immortals!
This is only the result of arduous training. If there were miraculous elixirs to assist him, his cultivation level might be even higher.
This made Zhang Mu even more eager for Laozi's elixir.
Several decades passed in the blink of an eye. Zhang Mu deliberately wandered around on the road, cultivating for so many years before finally arriving at Fangcun Mountain in Xiniu Hezhou.
The subsequent process was exactly the same as in the simulation.
Having become a disciple of Patriarch Bodhi, Zhang Mu knew he had incurred a karmic debt, but given his current weakness, this was the only option.
Although he incurred a karmic debt, he also learned skills and supernatural powers from Bodhi Patriarch.
This time, since it wasn't a simulation, the skills I learned were amplified a hundredfold by the system, making them even more powerful!
As for why he didn't replicate other skills?
Because skills can only be learned; skills are a kind of experience, a summary of abilities. But once you learn them, you can trigger a system boost.
If it's a mental cultivation method, Zhang Mu did make a copy.
After being amplified and transformed, it became the "Primordial Chaos Technique"!
It is a method for achieving sainthood!
However, Ye Yu disagreed with Zhang Mu's speculation.
Ye Yu felt that his system level might not be high enough yet. When his level was high enough, he would be able to copy everything and plunder everything.
Experience, skill, bloodline—all of it has become mine!
The road to system upgrades is long and arduous...
Let's get back to the main topic.
Zhang Mu cultivated on Fangcun Mountain for some years, and then, just like in the simulation, he was driven away by Patriarch Bodhi.
Zhang Mu was happy to be free, after all, cultivating under the nose of a quasi-saint still required caution.
If it weren't for the system's cover-up, Patriarch Bodhi would have noticed the abnormality in Zhang Mu's cultivation level long ago.
Upon returning to Huaguo Mountain, Zhang Mu resumed his treacherous ways.
Because he can live peacefully for at least several hundred years before attracting the wrath of gods and Buddhas.
With the "Primordial Chaos Technique" now available, Zhang Mu's cultivation speed has increased even further.
Over several hundred years, his strength reached the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.
Guanyin also sent word that Tathagata was going to join forces with the Heavenly Court to launch an attack today, and that he should be prepared.
"Are they trying to make things difficult for me...?"
Zhang Mu's eyes gleamed; his perfected cultivation as a Great Luo Golden Immortal gave him the confidence to defy the gods and Buddhas of the heavens.
"There are five quasi-saints in this world: Buddha, the Jade Emperor, Laozi, Zhenyuan Daxian, and my master, Patriarch Bodhi..."
The presence of five Quasi-Saints put him under considerable pressure, and he didn't know how many Quasi-Saints were lurking in the shadows, as none of them had appeared in the simulation.
"Forget it, let's play along and buy some time."
Zhang Mu shook his head; what he lacked now was time.
Soon, the underworld messengers arrived to take Zhang Mu's soul.
He quickly withdrew all of his physical defenses and voluntarily separated his soul from his body.
Otherwise, with the mere strength of these underworld messengers, if they tried to stir the soul of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, the backlash would be enough to shatter their souls.
Stumbling and staggering, Zhang Mu's soul arrived in the underworld.
Seated in the main seat was a figure with a fierce expression and a chilling aura.
It was none other than Yama, one of the Ten Kings of Hell.
"All living things are under my jurisdiction! If the King of Hell decrees his death at midnight, he won't live past dawn!"
"It is Yama who speaks with majesty."
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