Wet viviparity

Chapter 804 Dharmakaya, Two-Headed Treatise
Southwest of Liling, deep in Mingyu Mountain, lies the former site of the Palace of the Wrongfully Dead.

At the entrance to the Demon Palace, below the Echoing Rock, a bright red light still shines down on the outer walls of the Demon Palace, as if nothing has changed, yet everything seems to have changed drastically.

Beneath the Echoing Rock, the demonic aura still lingered, with poisonous mist condensing and stagnating in the void; demonic clouds, like miasma, piled up in layers on the dome. The surrounding area was silent, without a breath of wind, only a deep, deathly atmosphere remained, pervasive and refusing to dissipate.

Deep within, where the mist thins, a massive city comes into view.

Its imposing presence is evident in the fact that it is divided into inner and outer cities, both protected by high walls and each with four massive gates.

The gate tower was destroyed in the battle of magic years ago, but its structure still remains, and the magnificent atmosphere of that time can still be glimpsed among the broken walls and ruins.

Within the inner city, palaces and pavilions stand in rows, with side rooms and winding corridors, and towering gate towers that pierce the darkness. In the center stands a plaque that reads "Palace of the Wrongfully Dead," with the inscription on it half-fallen but not covered in dust, indicating that it has been wiped clean frequently.

In the center of the Demon Palace, on a relatively intact altar, sat a Dharma body about ten feet tall.

This Dharma body is not radiant and solemn, but rather exudes a kind of somberness and an almost inhuman texture. The surface of the Dharma body flows with strange colors, as if it were polished from the shell of some kind of strange insect.

On the shoulder blades of the Dharma body, two heads are prominently displayed, and four arms extend from under the ribs, some forming mudras and others clenching their fists. The muscles and bones are clearly defined, containing immense power.

The one on the left had a face as black as lacquer, thick lips with two protruding teeth, and a head full of fiery mane. He wore a five-leaf skull crown, which was the true form of Gu Huagong. His eyes were half-closed, and his pupils were cloudy as if covered with dust. His aura was stagnant, like a deep pool or an ancient well, without waves or ripples.

The man on the right was completely different. His face was as smooth as a young man's, his eyebrows were arched to his temples, and his eyes were as black as lacquer, with a hint of crimson light. He was none other than the Crimson-Hearted Gentleman who had already escaped his predicament.

At this moment, however, this handsome face, embedded in such a strange body, adds a touch of evil. And between the two heads sharing one body, there is a hidden struggle of primordial spirit power, seemingly in a silent contest.

Suddenly, the red-eyed young man on the right opened his eyes wide, and a crimson light burst forth, like two sparks.

He turned his neck slightly, the snake scales under his neck rubbing together, making a soft "rustling" sound, and sneered at the person to his left: "Master Gu, are you getting used to this Dharma body? We're about to make a big move, and we don't have much time left to adapt."

Don't be smug.

Left-handed Gu Huagong's eyelids trembled slightly, and he slowly opened them.

A barely perceptible glint of fierceness flashed in his turbid eyes, and his throat bobbed, producing a dry, sand-like sound: "Now that I think about it carefully, the day I rescued you from the Land of Peace and Blessed Land and rested briefly in the Hua Tui Cave, you 'accidentally' revealed the Winged Fire God Technique in front of me, as well as the thousand tribulation thoughts within the Insect Plate Golden Core. It was clearly intentional."

"How ridiculous! I thought you were disoriented and dejected after being trapped for so long, and that you acted carelessly because of my rescue. Little did I know you were deliberately tempting my greed."

"wrong."

"wrong?"

"Master Gu, have you forgotten that you possess the forbidden spell given to you by the Tiger-Suppressing Elder?"

That forbidden technique was personally cast into my soul by True Lord Lu. With such a trump card and your superb cultivation, you are naturally fearless and dare to forcibly seize my "Crimson Thought Worm into a Golden Elixir".

But don't be discouraged. If I were in your shoes, I would have done the same.

After all, your self-created and self-trained "Pan Yu Yu Hua Jin Shen" (Pan Yu Yu Hua Golden Body) combining the three-headed and six-armed supernatural powers and the Chengpan Yu Hua Jing (Chengpan Feather Transformation Scripture) has reached a bottleneck in the two-headed and four-armed Dharma Body, and this feeling is extremely difficult to endure.

With your talent, you would need to seclude yourself in deep meditation, focusing your mind on this one thought, and spend over two hundred years of arduous effort to complete this method of creating the golden body.

Unfortunately, because the great calamity of Tiannan was approaching, you couldn't calm your mind no matter what. So when you first saw the calamity, you naturally couldn't give it up and wanted to use its divine power to help you complete the Dharma.

Now that you have attained the Tribulation Mind, you can advance further in the Golden Body Technique. I, too, have taken possession of a portion of your Dharma Body, achieving perfect form and spirit. From now on, we will live and die together, share both fortune and misfortune. This is truly a wonderful thing.”

"Bullshit." Gu Huagong spoke very slowly, but each word was like a heavy hammer blow, causing dust to swirl around the altar.

"Without my two-headed, four-armed Dharma body as your recipient, no matter how many tribulations you have, you would be nothing more than an insect trapped in a cave. How could you escape the great calamity and glimpse the path of my golden body?"

The man on the right, Chi Yi Lang Jun, sneered, stretching his neck inch by inch, winding it up between the beams and pillars, and said: "You are merely following the secret decree of the upper mansion, along with that fairy maiden and a few old ghosts from the side sects, pretending to rescue me from my predicament, but in reality, you are just plotting to steal my great secret."

Fortunately, your intervention revealed my secret, which could actually pose a threat to Taiping Mountain. Otherwise, why would the Emperor have sent you all to help me stage this escape drama?

Their words were sharp and witty, each one like a needle.

Of the four arms, the two arms controlled by Chi Yi Lang Jun slowly rose, their fingertips tracing across the Dharma Body's chest, producing a soft "sizzling" sound, as if metal were scraping.

In the very center of that chest, a faint crimson-gold light emanated, flickering and shifting, as if countless tiny crimson shadows were flowing and floating within it—this was the "Insect-Forming Golden Elixir" entrusted to the thousand Winged Constellation Tribulations.

“Master Gu, all your efforts are for nothing more than becoming an immortal.”

"What Taiping Mountain can give you, I, Chiyi Langjun, can give you as well. Look at this Calamity Worm forming a plate of golden pills, don't you understand?"

“Young man, I admit that your method of entrusting the Golden Core of the Insect Plate to the Tribulation Thoughts of the Thousand Winged Constellations is indeed a stroke of genius. As long as the Tribulation Thoughts do not perish, the Golden Core will remain, and you will be immortal forever. Even the two forbidden spells planted beforehand are somewhat unable to control you.”

But this grand scheme of things in Tiannan is forever under the control of the current Taiping Zhenjun. You try to win me over, but we'll see what happens when you become a true god.

"It seems you really don't understand."

The crimson head, wrapped around the beam, swayed back and forth beneath it, exuding an air of complete control. It smiled and said, "This method of facilitating the transformation of the Calamity Worm into a golden elixir was told to me by a divine being."

How ridiculous! You're already one with me, and you've even lifted a curse on us, yet you still can't seem to change your mind.

If you remain stubborn and unrepentant, it is still uncertain who will ultimately control this Dharma body!

After he finished speaking, a point of light suddenly shone from between the eyebrows of Gu Huagong on the left side. It was shaped like a coiled snake, and the skin on his face rippled slightly as if melting wax. Fine scales instantly covered his dark face, completely covering his eyes, nose, and ears.

Gu Huagong grunted and pressed down suddenly with the hands forming a hand seal on his four arms.

On the altar, the remaining array diagram should have lit up, and wisps of black energy rose up, like living snakes coiling around the golden body, trying their best to suppress the curved light between the eyebrows.

His voice suddenly rose, and he shouted: "Reincarnation through tribulation is ultimately a rootless duckweed. Don't forget that there is a forbidden technique within your body, controlled by Lingxuzi. If he can defeat you once, he can defeat you a second time."

On the right, the Crimson-Hearted Gentleman laughed wildly, his voice shaking the Demon Palace and causing the Yin Flames to dance wildly. Gradually, Gu Huagong fell silent.

“Master Gu, you should take a nap for now and stop thinking about resisting my primordial spirit. Next, I need to add fuel to the fire of the calamity of Taiping Mountain. Also, it’s time for me to settle my grudges with Ling Xuzi.”

"We are outnumbered and outmatched; we must not rashly oppose Ling Xuzi!"

"My left head, Gu Huagong, struggled to speak, his body completely covered by scales."

The palace gates were opened, and the over ten-foot-tall Dharma body stepped out from the platform, immediately attracting the attention of the two Taoist priests guarding the outer room.

"Senior, our sect leader, Ancestor Hengheng, requests your presence at Suye Water City."

(End of this chapter)