Chapter 826: The Immortals of Lingxiao...
"There's no time to lose! After I set up the formation, you can use the Meridian Refining Technique on the Gluttonous Beast!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a thousand flying swords flew out of Chen Huai'an's storage bag, each occupying one of the eight directions, corresponding to the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches. As he pressed his hands down, soaring sword energy burst forth from the flying swords. With the three elements in the center, the sky gradually distorted, and the surrounding scenery became unreal.
In an instant, the formation was complete.
Baji and Renshou were dumbfounded.
"Is this the speed at which a sword cultivator in the Mahayana stage sets up an array?" Ren Shou was so impressed he almost prostrated himself in awe. "It's truly terrifying!"
Hahaha: "I don't know... the former boss wasn't that awesome..."
No, even a peak-stage Ascension Realm cultivator on Earth isn't this awesome..."
"This formation can shield the five senses and the heavenly secrets. Once a divine sense approaches, anyone whose cultivation is not as strong as mine will be instantly shattered. If the cultivation is above mine, I can use the formation to deal with it."
Chen Huai'an held his sword finger upright in front of his chest, while holding the Black Scale Sword behind his back in the other hand.
His eyes were tightly closed, yet the faint glint of sword light still seemed to fly through his eyelids. Though his lips moved, his clear, cold voice still resonated distinctly in the minds of Baji and Renshou.
"Let's begin now, I will protect you!"
"Yes, Ancestor!"
Having witnessed the power of a Mahayana cultivator, Renshou subconsciously changed his form of address.
"Senior Taotie, this is a Meridian Refining Pill. You need to take this pill, which contains the fortune and demonic souls of countless demonic beasts in the Cangyun Realm. You must be prepared to fight against those demonic souls."
Ren Shou had just taken out the Meridian Refining Pill and hadn't even finished speaking when he took it out.
The next second, 늀 was sucked into 깊霸肌's mouth by a gust of wind.
"What nonsense! They're just a bunch of demon souls. Do you think I'm afraid of them?" Ba Ji grinned savagely, but his body froze in place like a stone statue the next second, and his eyes were covered with a layer of blood mist.
Upon seeing this, Renshou knew that the battle between the demon souls had already begun.
He believed in the strength of the Gluttonous Beast King, and that devouring these tens of thousands of demon souls and fortune would be a piece of cake.
What he needs to do now is to help Hagi lock in those demonic souls and fortune.
So he picked up the wolf-hair brush, dipped it in the blood ink refined from the blood of ten thousand demons, and flew up, writing scriptures on the massive body of the Overlord.
This scripture originates from ancient times and is the core of the Meridian Refining Technique. Its name is the "Prajnaparamita Soul-Suppressing Scripture," which suppresses the evil energy and demonic spirits within the Meridian Refining Pill.
Engraving scriptures requires complete concentration, using one's true essence as a guide; it is not an easy task.
The scripture fell as blood-red characters, within which seemed to surge and roar with demonic energy, but soon it transformed into dark golden characters that floated on the surface of Ba Mu's body.
After only a few lines, Renshou already felt his true energy being severely depleted, and his face turned pale.
At that moment, a hand pressed lightly behind him.
Then, terrifying true essence surged in like a tidal wave, but it did not harm a single meridian in him. Instead, it was all used to inscribe the scriptures. This terrifying control over true essence made Ren Shou secretly shocked, and he gained a completely new understanding of Chen Huai'an's strength.
With Chen Huai'an's help.
The speed at which scriptures are engraved is also getting faster and faster.
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at the same time.
Kunlun Immortal Palace.
Zhang Yibai and Gu Chang took the incense stick given to them by Master Huajin and headed straight for Lingxiao Palace.
Lingxiao Palace was off-limits to the public, and even Hua Jin rarely went inside.
If you absolutely have to go in, you have to take a bath and change clothes, making it a very solemn affair.
It is said that the Lingxiao Palace contains statues of the immortals of Lingxiao.
Zhang Yibai didn't know either.
He kicked open the palace door and rushed in with Gu Chang.
As the saying goes, "If I don't go to hell, who will?"
How could you tamper with the incense given by Master Huajin without clearly seeing what was inside?
First of all, the composition of this incense has been determined – it is fragments of top-grade celestial jade marrow, probably a kind of tribute.
The so-called immortals of Lingxiao are beings who only descend to work when offerings are required.
Creak—!
As the heavy doors of Lingxiao Palace opened.
A wave of decaying chill swept over them, carrying a faint stench of blood, instantly enveloping the two of them.
The Lingxiao Palace was dark and gloomy, with only a few luminous pearls embedded in the ceiling emitting a pale, eerie light that cast long shadows.
Zhang Yibai abruptly stopped, his face turning ashen, his heart pounding so hard it felt like it was about to burst out of his chest.
Those statues were over three zhang tall, carved entirely from unknown black stone, covered with a layer of gold dust, yet still unable to conceal their ferocious and eerie appearance.
On the left is a statue with three eyes on its face, a closed vertical eye on its forehead, and holding a three-pointed double-edged sword. It is none other than Erlang Shen, the True Lord of Manifestation, who slays demons and monsters in mythology. However, at this moment, a strange arc appears at the corner of the statue's mouth, and a faint black blood seeps from the stone patterns under its eyes.
The one in the very center, wearing an imperial crown and a dragon robe, with a majestic face, was clearly the Jade Emperor, the ruler of the Three Realms. However, his hands were tightly gripping a blood-stained chain, the end of which was hidden in the shadows, as if it were locking up some terrifying being.
On the side stands a figure holding a golden cudgel and wearing a phoenix-winged purple-gold crown, none other than Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, whom he has admired since childhood!
The golden cudgel on the statue was full of chips, and the monkey's face had no arrogance at all. Instead, it was filled with a deathly numbness, and its eyes were sunken, as if its soul had been taken away.
There's also Guanyin holding a vase, Li Jing carrying a pagoda, and the Eight Immortals riding cranes...
Each and every one of them was a mythical figure he knew well from his time on Earth, a symbol of faith and legend for countless people.
But at this moment, these statues lacked any sense of holiness or solemnity; instead, they exuded a sinister and eerie aura.
Wisps of black gas seeped from the cracks on the surface of the black stone and slowly swirled inside the hall.
"How...how could this be..." Zhang Yibai's voice trembled uncontrollably, his fingers clenched into fists so tightly that his nails dug into his palms.
He never imagined that the deity he had worshipped since childhood would turn out like this...
Did they all become lackeys of the Celestial Clan?
It was enshrined in this gloomy Lingxiao Palace, receiving "nourishment" from the essence of heavenly jade.
Gu Chang also frowned, his eyes filled with seriousness.
Master Huajin said that the immortals inside are the immortals of Lingxiao.
However, these statues did not possess any of the immortal aura of the Cangyun Realm's immortals; instead, they looked extremely sinister.
He had never seen a real immortal.
But I have seen Master Yu Ci ascend to heaven, and he had a completely different temperament.
He reached out and tugged at Zhang Yibai's sleeve, saying cautiously, "Ancestor, be careful, these statues are not right, there seems to be a problem."
Zhang Yibai took a deep breath, suppressing the shock and sorrow in his heart. His gaze swept across the hall and he saw a bronze incense burner on the offering table in front of the statue. A few strands of incense ash remained in the burner, which were the same kind of Heavenly Essence Jade Marrow fragments that Hua Jin Zhenren had given him.
The fragments had turned black, and it was unclear when they were burned.
Furthermore, only one or two incense burners in front of the statues in the hall contained incense ash left after offerings; the other incense burners were empty.
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