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Inside the Yin Mountain Underground Palace, the Old Scholar, who was immersed in the experience of the Nine Thunder Tribulation, suddenly opened his eyes, feeling restless.
"Xuanzong?" The Old Scholar called out, dispersing his Dao Qi, yet he did not sense anyone nearby.
He stepped out of the Underground Palace and flew above the Imperial Hall. After calculating with his fingers, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of old blood, looking somewhat dejected.
Moments later, the Old Scholar appeared in the massive thunder pit of Red Maple Valley using the Great Zhou Compass. He saw Yang Xuanzong on the ground, already shriveled into a Dried Corpse. Anger drained the color from his face, leaving him on the verge of tears.
The Old Scholar let out a roar that shook the surroundings, vowing, "The Old Man demands blood for blood!"
Meanwhile, everyone in Jiangnan Courtyard had already settled down for rest, except for me still lingering in the yard. Recalling the scene when Sword Elder transcended tribulation, I could not forget how someone as powerful as the Supreme was shattered by lightning, losing his life and Dao.
Even so, at the moment when his Three Souls and Seven Spirits dispersed, he managed to imprint his understanding of Transcending Tribulation into my Remnant Soul and transmit it to my mind.
"Is it truly inviolable?" I murmured lightly, standing atop the courtyard and watching as the eastern sky gradually warmed with the rising Great Sun.
Days earlier, within the Supervisory National Government of the imperial capital, an elderly man in black clothes flipped over the wall and collapsed to the ground. A butler-like figure approached and helped him up, only to discover it was Li Fugui.
"General Li!" The butler exclaimed. Seeing that Li Fugui remained unconscious, he hurriedly assisted him inside before going to inform Yu Xuanliang.
When Yu Xuanliang arrived at Li Fugui's room, Li Fugui had already regained consciousness. Yu Xuanliang asked, "Who could have injured you so severely?"
Li Fugui replied, "It was Song Qianqiu. He can control Yin Soldiers and Corpse Demons and has mastered a Daoist Art that can isolate time. All the War Kings were killed by him, and Miao Guanyin and others have become his Puppets."
"Oh?" Yu Xuanliang's expression showed no surprise. "It seems more difficult than I imagined; another Time Forbidden Technique. Those who wield such forbidden arts are truly never-ending."
"Do you know about Time Forbidden Technique?" Li Fugui asked.
"Of course," Yu Xuanliang said. "During the Dark Turmoil Period, Time Forbidden Technique wreaked havoc everywhere. Countless ancient Jade Figurines were destroyed; many contemporary masters met their demise. I studied a man named Wu Zhenqing when I was young; later he became Dao Sovereign and established Dark Moon Secret Art. Afterward, I aligned myself with the military under General Yuan Menyin and Lady Supervisor of State, witnessing countless Daoist Sect masters. In that era, there were many formidable figures like the Five Great Supremes: The Last Generation Daoist Master Wang Yang, Lushan's Left Daoist, Sword Saint Kiko, Longhu Mountain's Li Xiangyu among others. Even later rising figures like Sword Saint Miao Zhong were all extraordinary characters who stood undefeated in their time as Supreme Level masters."
"What ultimately happened to these people?" Li Fugui asked.
"Those who died are dead; those who hid are hidden. Now they have turned to dust or dared to attempt Transcending Tribulation to become immortal. Back then, Wu Dao Sovereign established Dark Moon Secret Art; its ultimate move was to project the Dao Body and freeze time. With this move unleashed, none could rival it; countless invincible masters were slain. Yet in the end, he passed away peacefully and was buried underground while his disciple Wang Yang inherited his position as Dao Sovereign. He struck fear into both Buddhism and Taoism as well as military personnel until he ultimately faced Nine Thunder Tribulation with supreme resources." Yu Xuanliang seemed lost in reminiscence as he recalled various events from the Dark Turmoil Period.
"Did he succeed in Transcending Tribulation?" Li Fugui asked.
Yu Xuanliang shook his head. "It's not easy to resist such power. The Nine Thunder Tribulation obliterated him completely, and the Daoist Command Token was destroyed in the lightning strike. The ability I gave you comes from Wang Yang's grandfather, Wang Daosheng."
"I heard in my youth that there was a first-generation War King known as Wang Daosheng. I wonder how he possessed such abilities," Li Fugui inquired.
Yu Xuanliang replied, "Back then, the man named Wang Daosheng had sealed within him a Saintly object called the Yin Yang Order during the Dark Turmoil Period. His name was renowned, known as the Immortal Flying Fairy. Not only were his Daoist Arts unparalleled, but his martial prowess was also extraordinary. Ultimately, he was betrayed and perished in a great war involving the Daoist Sect. After his death, I obtained his body, intending to extract the Yin Yang Order, but it was destroyed in the process. Thus, I studied his cells secretly for years and cultivated a form of cellular growth that is nearly immortal. There were many people from that era whom I miss dearly. Unfortunately, I am the only one left alive."
Li Fugui had many questions on his mind but hesitated to speak when he saw Yu Xuanliang's sorrowful expression.
"I know you want to ask me about the secret of my longevity," Yu Xuanliang said. "In due time, when the opportunity arises, I will tell you. As for Song Qianqiu's Time Forbidden Technique, it is not unbeatable; it's just that I don't know how far this technique has progressed. Back in the day, Wang Yang's Time Forbidden Technique nearly disrupted time and space, breaking earthly order. He attempted to alter the past, causing chaos in the Dao. The Nine Thunder Tribulation is immensely powerful; otherwise, I suspect with his talent he could have survived it. As for this Song Qianqiu, I must meet him personally, but before that, I need to go somewhere."
Li Fugui felt anxious. He had always known that Yu Xuanliang was unfathomable and that he was an ancient figure who had lived for over three hundred years, having experienced the Dark Turmoil Period and erased all its events while manipulating the military behind the scenes for centuries to stabilize development. However, he had never witnessed Yu Xuanliang in action. In his memory, no one dared to confront him; whether they were Daoist Grandmasters or renowned generals, they all acted like dogs before their master upon seeing him.
Although Li Fugui did not understand Daoist Arts and lacked Dao Qi—practicing Internal Energy instead—he was aware of Dao Qi's presence around him and those engaged in cultivation could sense it too. Yet after decades by Yu Xuanliang's side, he felt Yu Xuanliang was an ordinary person who remained calm and unflustered regardless of circumstances.
Li Fugui coughed lightly, feeling somewhat drowsy. After Yu Xuanliang left, he found himself lost in thought.
In a secluded village where Emei Sect resided, its members set up formations to defend against the invasion of Corpse Demons and Yin Soldiers. Rouer seemed distracted, deeply missing Wu. She saw Bai Xiaoxiang now living a simple life as a farmer’s wife, working daily with her fellow disciples over plain meals. She asked, "Sister Bai, there's something I've been meaning to ask."
Bai Xiaoxiang replied, "With Arched Eyebrows gone and Master also lost, what is there that you cannot ask? Go ahead; I'll answer anything you wish to know."
Rouer asked, "It has been said since ancient times that whenever Emei Mountain faces a great calamity, an ancient spirit beast appears in the lotus pond beneath Golden Summit to protect the sect. That spirit beast can slay experts of the Mahayana Realm; if it had appeared back then, it could have prevented Emei's disaster."
"Yes, Senior Sister, I've heard elders mention that we have an Azure Kirin in Emei. Why hasn't it shown itself?" an Emei disciple questioned.
Bai Xiaoxiang's expression changed slightly as she recalled her master's warning. "Well then, given our current situation, this secret is no longer a secret. Our guardian spirit beast at Emei is a type of Azure Kirin called the Abyssal Gold-eyed Beast; it can swallow clouds and mist and travel thousands of miles through water with unmatched divine power. It lived for a thousand years but has already perished."
"Dead?" Everyone gasped in shock; they had always believed that Emei's guardian spirit beast would eventually appear and held onto some hope in their hearts. "Why did it die?"
Bai Xiaoxiang explained, "It was killed by Old Sword Saint Miao Zhong; at that time, Master hadn't even been born yet."
"Why did the Sword Saint kill the sacred beast of his own sect?" Rouer asked, and everyone was puzzled.
Bai Xiaoxiang replied, "The Sword Saint of that era was invincible, yet he killed the guardian spirit beast of his sect because of a man named Yu Xuanliang. Yu Xuanliang believed that demons should not exist. To this end, he gathered countless experts to hunt down Great Demons. At that time, there were many ancient monsters, including the Thousand-Year Black Fox, the Plum Blossom Giant Deer, the Underworld Serpent, the Deep Sea Dragon, the Kunlun Fire Phoenix, and the Ghost Valley Bluebird. Even Emei's Abyssal Gold-eyed Beast was within the scope of extermination. It is rumored that the inner cores of these beasts, combined with the relics of Buddhist Sect experts, could unlock human treasures and unravel the mystery of immortality. I don't know the specifics, but my master told me that Yu Xuanliang is still alive. As long as he lives, those from the Daoist Sect dare not act recklessly in the imperial capital."
At noon on the second day, Yu Xuanliang and Li Fugui appeared at the border of the Western Regions. In a desolate wilderness overgrown with trees, a massive corpse of a White Snake lay coiled among them. There was a bloody hole in its body, and although many snakes surrounded it, none dared to approach the corpse.
"Is this the true form of the Snake Goddess?" Li Fugui asked. "How could she be dead?"
Yu Xuanliang replied, "I left you at Futu Ridge to guard the forbidden area so that I could find a way to lure this White Snake out. However, I never expected it to grow so enormous after six hundred years. The secret to my immortality is related to these near-immortal beasts. This one has lived for over a thousand years; its cells have long since aged, sustained only by the powerful Dragon Vein energy within its cells preventing its body from decaying. Previously, at the old site of Serpent Cult, it devoured a Panlong Remnant with fire Divine Ability, intending to refine it to heal its injuries. Instead, it led to an excess of internal fire and burned itself to death."
"Was this wound caused by the Panlong Remnant?" Li Fugui asked.
Yu Xuanliang nodded and looked at the already deceased Panlong Remnant in the mouth of the White Snake. "There are no less than ten dead; their bodies have not decayed. Fortunately, my informants discovered this place in time."
As Yu Xuanliang spoke, he looked at the Panlong Remnant before him, which immediately soared into the air. It flipped over to reveal a massive gash on its abdomen.
Noticing Yu Xuanliang frowning, Li Fugui asked, "What's wrong, sir?"
Yu Xuanliang said, "Someone has taken away the fire dragon inner core from the Panlong Remnant."
He stepped into the enormous body of the White Snake and gazed at its blood-soaked belly. "Even the inner core of the White Snake can be taken away."
"The inner cores of both Panlong Remnant and White Snake must be significant in size. If taken openly, someone must have noticed. There's a town nearby called Sand City; perhaps we should send someone to investigate," Li Fugui suggested.
"No need to investigate," Yu Xuanliang said as his hand pressed against the White Snake's abdomen. He closed his eyes as if sensing some hidden secrets.
Yu Xuanliang floated into midair without using any magical artifacts or Daoist Arts and landed in the center where the White Snake coiled. Li Fugui leaped into midair and followed closely beside him.
In the center of where the White Snake coiled lay more than a dozen girls wrapped in blood and snake flesh; they were completely naked and covered in blood with wide-open eyes. A few were still struggling with their limbs. Each girl was connected by something resembling an umbilical cord to the snake's belly, intertwined with its flesh.
There was also an abandoned infant girl lying aside—her upper body human while her lower half was serpentine—already dead.
"What is happening?" Li Fugui was startled by the scene before him, having never witnessed such a bizarre sight.
Yu Xuanliang replied, "The terrifying thing about demon beasts possessing human intelligence is that this White Snake wants to transform into a human. It has taken some infant girls to inherit its flesh, even fantasizing that it is the White Serpent."
According to legend, the progenitor of humanity, the White Serpent Deity, had a human head and a serpent body. She created humans from clay in her own image, a story widely circulated. The White Snake was trapped in a forbidden area, yet the Snake Goddess could venture out freely. After so many years, she must have heard the villagers of Futu Ridge tell the tale of Nüwa.
"What do we do now?" Li Fugui asked, feeling nauseated by the grotesque scene. He had always been calm, but the thought of a demon transforming into a human was impossible. The White Snake was attempting to change its own race.
"Let's go. It must be hiding elsewhere," Yu Xuanliang said, standing with his hands behind his back, floating in the air as he moved toward the distance.
Li Fugui followed behind Yu Xuanliang and noticed a subtle wave emanating from him. Suddenly, there was a sound of flesh being torn apart behind them.
From Li Fugui's perspective, the towering White Snake rose into the air, its flesh separating from its bones and turning to powder. Countless pieces of snake disintegrated into dust, and the infant girls curled up at the center of the White Snake and Panlong Remnant instantly became stark white bones.
The bones fell with a thunderous crash. Li Fugui swallowed hard and continued to follow Yu Xuanliang into the distance.
Unbeknownst to them, not far away in the jungle, a naked girl was hiding, her face twisted with hatred as she watched Yu Xuanliang and Li Fugui depart. Her pupils were vertical, and fine white hairs covered her body.
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