Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 616-6.18 The Purple Mountain Lord Heavenly Emperor swallows the medicine!

The one with the most serious injuries was Lady Qingshan.

She was covered in blood, her body, which had been tempered and refined over countless trials, was almost shattered, and she had already fallen into a coma.

She barely woke up until Ant Master infused her with a trace of magic power.

The black-haired youth stood atop the rooftop, thousands of lightning arcs converging in his palm, his oppressive aura like that of a prison.

The three were almost powerless to resist, and the situation was extremely precarious.

Ant Master took a deep breath, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a bitter smile, "I'm afraid I'm going to die here this time."

Daoist Duobao was completely paralyzed, his chest heaving violently. He gritted his teeth, looked at the black-haired youth, and said, word by word, "Even if it means death—"

"I want to get you to come too!"

Before he finished speaking, the remaining magical power in his body suddenly erupted, instantly breaking through the Dragon Court Realm and entering the Great Dao Golden Core!
The violent fluctuation in cultivation level immediately triggered the restrictions placed on this place.

An unparalleled will descended from the void.

The Heavenly Emperor's Treasury strictly forbids cultivation levels above the Dragon Court Realm; anyone who breaks through will be annihilated by Heaven and Earth.

but!

Before that supreme will had fully descended, a four-directional array suddenly rose from the surrounding Taoist temples, spreading out from the young man's feet and transforming into a nine-palace array, completely isolating the entire world.

The will of heaven and earth slowly departed under this formation.

Daoist Duobao's face was filled with disbelief: "This is clearly a rule set by Heaven and Earth... how could it be isolated?"

The black-haired youth stood in the center of the formation, smiling faintly: "The weak abide by the rules, the strong change the rules."

The magical power that Ant-Master had secretly gathered was slowly dispersed upon seeing this.

The last glimmer of hope was also extinguished.

Lady Green Mountain slowly woke up, and True Man Ant quickly stepped forward to support her.

Now there are only three of them left.

The strange beast that had accompanied them earlier, which had transformed into a snakehead fish, was killed by the black-haired youth in a single encounter upon entering the Purple Bamboo Temple.

When the four entered the Purple Bamboo Temple, they saw corpses scattered all over the ground.

Those who died included both demonic cultivators and heretical disciples; all of them had lost their will to live.

Ant Master didn't pay any attention at the time, confident that the four of them could easily sweep through the area.

Unexpectedly, the black-haired youth sitting quietly in the hall possessed terrifying strength.

Even with the three of them working together, they were still unable to withstand the attack.

This person is practically invincible in the Dragon Court realm. They couldn't imagine that the three of them, relying on their True Spirit bodies, couldn't even last long against him!
Such a person still exists in this world? This truly shocked them.

now!

Seeing the three disperse their magical power, the black-haired youth slowly withdrew the lightning he had gathered in his hand.

With the help of the Ant Immortal, Lady Green Mountain managed to get up, tears of blood streaming down her face, her breath already extremely weak.

She looked up at the black-haired youth and asked in a trembling voice, "Who...who are you?"

The other person was naked, with a strong and fair upper body, arms crossed, one foot on the eaves of the palace roof, looking down at the three people below.

"Who am I?"

"You probably already knew in your heart."

The Green Mountain Goddess suppressed the near-exhausted weakness within her body; she had not experienced such suffering for countless years since she had achieved success in her cultivation.

The lightning in the young man's hand was even more powerful than the true lightning of heavenly tribulation.

She slowly raised her eyes, her gaze fixed on the other person, her voice weak yet exceptionally clear: "You... are that elixir of immortality?"

The black-haired youth chuckled upon hearing this: "An elixir of immortality? You could say that. I attained enlightenment through the cultivation of Purple Bamboo."

"Sure enough!"

The inexplicable fear that had been lingering in Lady Green Mountain's heart finally had an answer.

It stems from the fundamental repulsion between plants that belong to the same spiritual plant family.

Her true form is a green mountain plant, and her intrusion into the Heavenly Emperor's treasury was precisely to search for the legendary elixir of immortality, the Purple Bamboo.

Even if she only has a broken branch, she is confident that she can refine the essence and achieve the same goal through different paths. She can use this to overcome the Tribulation of the Three Nine Heavens, advance to the Supreme Grandmaster level, and even ascend to this world in one fell swoop.

But she never expected that this immortal herb had already cultivated itself into a human form!
Daoist Duobao and True Man Yi exchanged a glance, and a look of sudden realization appeared on their faces.

If the other party possessed the elixir of immortality, then everything would make sense. Only with such a background could they suppress the three of them so completely within the Dragon Court's territory.

The black-haired youth took in everyone's expressions and laughed, "You only know my reputation, but you have never experienced the hardships I have faced along the way, nor have you seen how I have broken through the shackles and bottlenecks time and time again."

"Throughout the ancient times, I am the only one who walks the world as a spiritual herb."

He slightly raised his gaze, as if looking through the ages: "In ancient times, I had already attained the Dao. However, I knew that the path ahead in this world was blocked and the Great Dao was difficult to prove. Therefore, I sealed my origin, washed away my memories, and recreated my physical form."

"I am no longer the purple bamboo I once was."

His voice was clear as jade, yet every word was as firm as iron: "The only thing that remains unchanged is this heart that yearns for the Dao and ascension."

Seeing that his killing intent was gradually subsiding, Master Duobao had a slight thought and took the opportunity to cup his hands in greeting: "I wonder... how we should address you, Your Excellency?"

"Purple Mountain Lord."

Just in time!

A magnificent current of air, like ripples thrown into a lake, slowly spread from the horizon.

As the air currents swept by, the trees inside the Purple Bamboo Temple rustled and swayed, as if the entire world was breathing along with them.

The black-haired youth looked up into the distance, a flash of understanding in his eyes: "The Heavenly Emperor's Meditation has been activated."

"The Heavenly Emperor has passed away, but the laws he left behind are of great benefit to me, and I have no choice but to adopt them now."

He withdrew his gaze and looked down at the three people below again: "You are all spirits who cultivate, and the world is even more difficult for you."

"Considering the difficulty of spiritual practice, I will spare you today."

"I hope you... will take good care of yourselves."

Before he finished speaking, his figure vanished like a gentle breeze, leaving no trace.

The three of them focused their attention on sensing their surroundings and confirmed that the aura of the Purple Bamboo Lord had completely disappeared before they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Ant Master plopped down on the broken bricks and stones, cursing, "Damn it, I finally escaped, and almost died in this godforsaken place for no reason!"

After saying that, he grinned and said, "But as the saying goes, those who survive a great calamity are sure to have good fortune in the future!"

Master Duobao channeled his magic power, transforming his form back into that of a wealthy cultivator. He nodded upon hearing this, "This time, our luck has indeed been quite good."

Only Lady Green Mountain looked apologetic, "...If I hadn't insisted on coming here to find medicine, we wouldn't have suffered this calamity."

Ant Master waved his hand, "Your Majesty, there's no need to blame yourself. Life and death are predestined; what's meant to happen can't be avoided. Aren't we all perfectly fine now?"

Lady Green Mountain said, "But Fellow Daoist Wang Zai, he..."

Ant Master sighed: "It's just that Brother Wang... was lacking in this kind of luck."

Master Duobao, however, paid no attention.

He looked up in the direction Zizhu Jun had indicated earlier, "The Tranquil Temple in the Heavenly Emperor's Palace... What should we do next? Should we go there?"

Ant Master shook his head repeatedly: "Go again? What if we run into that immortal herb again? Even if the three of us join forces, we're still doomed."

"Where should we go now?"

Ant Master clicked his tongue and said, "Since that immortal herb is after the Heavenly Emperor's Heart Sutra, let's not get involved anymore."

He pondered for a moment, a glint of light flashing in his eyes: "Why not go directly to the Huanghua Temple in the Heavenly Emperor's Palace? Surely we won't run into another immortal elixir that has taken human form there?"

"It is true that Zizhu Jun said that he was the only one in ancient times to shed the body of a spiritual herb. It is already extremely difficult for such a celestial spiritual root to awaken its intelligence, let alone an elixir of immortality."

"The Huanghua Temple also contains the elixir of immortality and gourd vines!"

Lady Green Mountain nodded upon hearing this: "In that case, we will proceed to Huanghua Temple as you suggest." She gazed in the direction where Lord Purple Bamboo had departed and murmured, "In this realm, with such a monster appearing, I wonder who else can contend with it?"

"With his foundation in the elixir of immortality, coupled with his wisdom from his past life, it probably won't be long before he reaches the pinnacle of this world and becomes an unparalleled grandmaster."

"At that time, I wonder if those three—Jiuyang, Cangsheng, and Tianshangren—will be able to contend with them?"

Ant Master recalled his recent battle with Zishan Jun, "This old Daoist feels that he seems to have entered another profound realm of cultivation in the Dragon Court."

"Not only that, any spell he uses becomes twice as powerful, but his cultivation, magic power, and blood energy all reach a new level."

Daoist Duobao nodded in agreement, but still looked puzzled: "But I can confirm that he has not broken through the Dragon Court Realm, yet he is stronger than usual."

The three seemed puzzled as well, so they said nothing more and each began to regulate their breathing.

Although they were seriously injured as true spirits, they recovered much faster than ordinary cultivators with the help of elixirs.

Two hours later, the three of them gradually regained their composure.

It was thanks to the black-haired youth who had sealed off the area earlier that the surrounding spiritual energy was not disturbed by the outside world and was gradually recovering, allowing them to quickly regain their strength.

After making some quick preparations, Ant Master, Green Mountain Goddess, and Duobao Master quietly headed towards Huanghua Temple.

~

Inside the Heavenly Emperor's Palace, Huanghua Temple.

Centipede Taoist was ultimately no match for Dan Ling on the other side.

After an hour of grueling fighting, all the rows of eyes on his body had closed, as if he had fallen into eternal sleep.

His breath was weak, and the gourd in his hand had lost all its magic.

Four or five divine generals summoned from the void stood beside Li Luosheng, surrounding the centipede Taoist.

"give up."

Li Luosheng said indifferently, "If I hadn't spared your life, you wouldn't have lasted this long."

The centipede Taoist remained silent, only managing to summon another gourd with all his might.

The spout of the kettle opened slightly, and a wisp of black wind escaped.

But he was already completely exhausted. Just by lifting the spout of the kettle, his face turned pale and he was panting heavily.

Seeing this, Li Luosheng said no more: "Since that's the case, I will search your soul and refine your primordial spirit."

"I was initially inclined to spare your life because you are the Heavenly Emperor's Pharmacist."

"It was you... who courted death."

The Danling Technique was activated again, and a red-haired, fierce ghost appeared out of thin air, its huge mouth wide open, with a giant vermilion gate standing inside.

Instantly, a chilling aura filled the hall, as if it had fallen into an ice cave, and the eerie cold condensed into white frost, freezing the air abruptly.

The vermilion gate creaked open slowly.

A long, scarlet tongue emerged from it and coiled towards the centipede Taoist.

The Taoist priest was already exhausted and had no power to resist. He was instantly lifted into the air by the long tongue.

A chilling aura enveloped him completely.

The centipede Taoist's face showed even deeper pain, but he did not give up struggling.

Upon seeing this, a hint of relief finally crossed Danling's face.

"No need to waste your energy. This is a 'path-clearing ghost messenger' under the command of the Eternal Emperor, and also a deity worshipped by my Yellow Springs clan for generations."

"Once you are bound by this 'Strange Gate,' unless you have the cultivation of a Dao Lord, there is absolutely no way to break free."

His voice turned cold as he slowly stepped forward: "Now, let me see what you, Huang Hua, are hiding. What exactly is that immortal elixir that Father spoke of!"

Before he could finish speaking, the scarlet long tongue had already dragged the centipede Taoist back to the ground.

Danling raised her hand and pressed it against his crown chakra. Strands of yellowish-turbid soul power, like needles, pierced straight into the depths of his spiritual platform.

As light and shadow shift before my eyes, memories flood back like a tide.

Danling saw a tall, imposing figure standing deep within the main hall.

He was slightly shaken!
That was his father, the ancient Heavenly Emperor who ruled over all races.

Through the unique spirit-searching technique of the Yellow Springs Clan, he is peering into the deep-seated memories of the Centipede Taoist.

A voice came from that imposing figure, ethereal and indistinct, sounding neither male nor female, neither old nor young:
"Huang Hua, is the elixir ready?"

"The Yellow Springs Clan has been captured for you."

"Langya was also suppressed, and the Elixir of Immortality was imprisoned in the Purple Bamboo Temple."

"When will this elixir be ready?"

The scene changed again.

This time, he saw himself holding a pill, respectfully presenting it to that retreating figure.

Danling's eyes narrowed—

It turns out that Huang Hua had already refined the elixir of immortality and presented it to the Heavenly Emperor.
The scene shattered once again.

Danling's soul fire surged in her palm, forcibly invading the depths of the centipede Taoist's spiritual platform, but she could no longer access any more memories.

Only the last scene remains clear!
The imposing figure tilted his head back and swallowed the pill. His once tall body rapidly withered like a dead tree, eventually sitting stiffly on the throne in the Hall of Tranquility, motionless.

Danling's mind and spirit trembled violently.

Father has already consumed the elixir of immortality!
He tried his best to search for fragments of the Centipede Taoist's memories, but to no avail.

It seems that the long years of slumber have left this Taoist's memory incomplete.

Unwilling to give up, Danling once again activated her soul fire, probing the deepest part of his consciousness.

This time, he saw a green mountain.

The mountain is not majestic, but it floats leisurely in the clouds, like a fairy island in the sky.

Before the mountain gate, three ancient characters quietly appeared—

Two Realms Mountain!
Danling showed interest; this was the Two Realms Mountain, which had been hidden by gods in ancient times.

Huang Hua, the alchemist highly trusted by the Heavenly Emperor, was actually just a fire-tending boy in the mountains.

He wanted to see who the mastermind behind it really was.

The soul fire reignited, and the centipede Taoist's memories became clear.

In a daze, Danling saw the back of a woman in white standing at the mountain gate.

This must be the patriarch of Liangjie Mountain depicted in the painting.

Then, the woman slowly turned around—

Danling saw a pair of indescribable eyes, clear and cold like autumn water reflecting cold stars, or like plain water in a bowl.

The woman's gaze seemed to pierce through memories, landing directly on Danling.

Danling frowned slightly, but before he could react, the next sentence made his scalp tingle:
"The youngest son of the Heavenly Emperor?"

The woman in white looked up at the red-haired ghost behind him, a hint of reminiscence flashing in her eyes.

Then, she blew on it gently.

Danling felt a wave of heat hit her face, and the fierce ghost's image turned into ashes in an instant!
"Uh-"

Danling suddenly awoke from the Soul Refining Technique, drenched in cold sweat, and for a moment thought it was just a nightmare.

But when he looked back, the red-haired demon had indeed vanished without a trace.

How can this be? !
Just then, the palace door opened slightly, and a woman in white entered.

Danling's pupils shrank suddenly, and her expression changed drastically.

(End of this chapter)