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Chapter 843 Resurgence, Fellow Disciples (One update today, more to come tomorrow)

The Golden-Headed Warrior knelt on one knee on the road, listening to the roars and arguments inside the Demon Palace, his heart churning like a stormy sea.

"The Ruyi Treasure? What Ruyi Treasure? What exactly happened in Nanhuojiang? Why did the Three Gods and Four Fiends change their original plans? Have the Pikachu and the others been completely wiped out?" The Golden-Headed Warrior remained motionless, his mind blank, stunned on the spot.

"Golden Head, let's begin!"

The voice of the God of Danger came from the Demon Palace, still carrying a hint of laughter.

Despite his dazed state, the Golden-Headed Warrior's hands moved nimbly. He chanted incantations over the tiny temple, which quickly grew larger. He then carefully entered the temple and retrieved a piece of clay wrapped in red cloth.

The tiny lump of mud, about the size of a fingernail, was wrapped in a cloth and placed on a lacquered tray. When the Golden-Headed Warrior carried the tray, he walked with utmost care, and after only a few steps, he was already sweating profusely.

“Ancient silt, a creation of nature, divine mud.”

Several words representing infinite and mysterious meanings flashed through his mind, causing his hands to tremble uncontrollably.

At this moment, the conversation in the Demon Palace at the end of this road also stopped. Everyone was watching the Golden-Headed Warrior's actions. Seeing how nervous he was, there was no mockery. Even if it were them, they might not have fared much better.

"take it easy."

The voice of the God of Danger came from the depths of the Demon Palace, saying: "From this day forward, after the great calamity is over, you, Golden Head, can also join the enlightenment and Dharma practice in the Ancient Forbidden Zone. The yin and yang energies in this divine mud and heavenly material naturally produce the nature of male and female, which is the supreme truth and the greatest foundation for our Cloud and Rain Temple to accomplish things in the future."

"The head of the orthodox religion in this southern land, my Luoyinhu Yunyu Temple, is certainly capable of being it."

"Is it really possible?"

The Golden-Headed Warrior placed a lacquer tray before the Divine General and asked a question.

At this moment, upon hearing the clear direction of the future spoken by the God of Danger, Jin Toujian became anxious and uncertain.

Although he had heard such words before, they were just snippets passed down from the gods in the temple, but this was the first time he had heard them explicitly from the mouths of the Three Gods and Four Fiends.

Strangely enough, he showed no fear when fighting Taiping Mountain, and he was the same when he went deep behind enemy lines.

However, upon hearing about the future direction and principles of Yunyu Temple's transformation from evil to good, he felt a sense of fear for no reason. This would be something even more difficult than the Great Calamity, requiring thousands of years of continuous effort, during which countless gods, ghosts, and demons would die. The key question was whether it would succeed or not.

During this period of self-transformation, the number of gods, ghosts, and demons who die will be greater and more tragic than during the Great Calamity. The future will be a bloody era in which the swords of Yunyu Temple turn inward.

Before this statue of the Zhao Du Luo God, the Golden-Headed Warrior thought about how he had risked his life just to secure such a future for the Yunyu Temple. For a moment, he felt somewhat disheartened. The complex feelings in his heart at this moment prevented him from being affected by the calamity and from falling into the fervor of war.

"There's no need to hesitate or be confused. With the guidance of the Divine Lord and that holy being on the Immortal Mountain, the painful transition is only temporary. Now, what you need to do is open the seal on the plate and let the divine clay..."

Before the Demon God could finish speaking, the black horn ring on the head of the Du Luo God began to absorb the surrounding light. Immediately afterward, all the light on the flower field was absorbed, and it was as if a rain of light was blowing. All the rainwater was swept onto the black horn ring by an invisible hand.

Along the center line of that bull's face, the skin on both sides was slightly torn open, and the gap widened again.

The tightly pursed lips opened, revealing two rows of yellowed teeth. It blew a breath onto the lacquer tray, and the red sealing cloth was gently blown open, revealing the soft, raw black clay inside.

"Ha~"

The mouth inhaled again, and the tiny piece of divine mud, barely exposed to air, was sucked into its mouth.
Immediately afterwards, the torn seam on the bull's face began to slowly close until there was no trace left. Its frost-colored skin quickly darkened and became covered with fine cracks, like porcelain about to shatter.

"how so!"

The Golden-Headed Warrior panicked as he watched the cracks spreading across the God General's body, wondering what had happened. He couldn't help but touch the cracks as if to stop the event from happening, but fortunately, the God of Danger stopped him.

"This is the first step in the recovery, there's no need to worry."

The God of Danger said this.

The subtle cracking sound was so jarring that each one agitated the Golden-Headed Warrior's emotions. He could only stand helplessly in front of the Divine General, passively listening to this demonic cracking sound. Before long, something resembling a molting shell peeled off the Divine General's body.

Beneath the molted shell, skin as white and translucent as moonlight, delicate and fragile, was revealed.

On this magically beautiful body, there was a celestial robe as thin as a cicada's wing. This robe was not made of fabric; it was a layer of luminous mist that grew from within the divine general's body, just like his own limbs. It did not cover the divine general in a neat and orderly manner, but rather flowed and entwined with life, sometimes like a light veil draped over his shoulders, sometimes like flowing clouds trailing past his waist, and sometimes like a misty haze enveloping his entire body, ever-changing and exceptionally holy.

There was also a spirit ribbon, its color clearer and brighter than the celestial robe, as if it were a ribbon forged from the thick moonlight. It quietly emerged from behind the god's neck, fell naturally along the curve of his back, and then skillfully wrapped around his unusually long arms.

The sash, like a living snake, gently coiled around the inside of the deity's arm, its ends fluttering slightly.

Its interplay with the ever-changing forms of the Heavenly Garment together paints a picture of serene and sacred beauty that transcends the mortal world before the Golden-Headed General's eyes.

"This is Zhao Duluo!"

The golden-headed athlete unconsciously knelt down, kowtowing in worship to this pure embodiment of power and magic.

"So beautiful."

Just as the Golden-Headed Warrior was completely won over, outside the flower field, the several Dragon and Tiger Masters from Taiping Mountain had already surrounded them. They did not launch a rash attack, but quietly observed from a distance. Upon seeing the Divine General's resurrection, they wisely retreated.

Zhou Jing from Shangfu, Qian Longchuan and Zhang Lingyun from Jiafeng, Xue Tong from Yifeng, as well as Ding Ruyi and Mingyue Tongzi, all scattered and fled immediately without the slightest hesitation or lingering.

Upon first glance at the divine general, without even recalling the battle achievements he had made under the Qingnang Ancestor during the late Tianzhou period, the obvious disparity made them realize that they were nothing more than a few tenacious ants in his presence.

At this moment, they dared not place their hopes on whether this divine general, once forged by the Qingnang Ancestor, still recognized their own disciples.

"Senior brother, what is that?"

Mingyue Tongzi gripped the broken jade hook tightly, and he and Ding Ruyi remained together.

"I only learned of this divine general's existence three days before entering Xinjiang. His name is Zhaoduluo, which is said to be the name of a Yaksha deity in Buddhism."

This is a type of divine general that has not been recorded in the mountain gate, because it was created by the Qingnang Ancestor, and the method of creation is beyond the scope of the "Spiritual Light Divine General Chapter" in the Taiyi Jiabu True Method. As for how it is beyond the scope, I do not know the inside story.

But I can confirm one thing: if he were to kill us, it wouldn't be much harder than killing a chicken.

"Shouldn't something with such great power be excluded by the ironclad laws of the Three Realms?"

Ding Ruyi grabbed Mingyue Tongzi, who was momentarily unable to accept it, and hurriedly fled forward. At this moment, Mingyue Tongzi noticed that the other high-ranking masters were falling one after another, and his aura suddenly subsided.

"This is just like when our master was refining treasures in the Southern Fire Frontier. No matter how much he exceeded the specifications, it was not considered a violation of the law."

But now is not the time to discuss these things. We must reach the gate as soon as possible. If we all enter together, we will still have a chance to survive.

"Senior brother, Xue Tong and the others should be wandering in their own mental landscapes right now, gathering great medicines to refine their forms, so that they can refine golden cores in this critical moment and become True Persons of the Fourth Realm, in order to be expelled from this territory. You should also quickly circulate your energy to form your core."

Over the years, you high-ranking dragon and tiger warriors have been secretly guided by the venerable elders and immortals to accumulate profound spiritual power, enabling you to achieve great merits in the great calamity of the Three Realms.

This process of spiritual travel to the inner realm to gather the great elixir and refine the body is merely a matter of course for you, especially for someone with your accumulated cultivation, Senior Brother. Even if there is a slight obstacle, as long as it doesn't last more than a few months in your mind, it will only be a fleeting moment in your physical body.

"Do not talk."

Ding Ruyi held onto Mingyue without stopping, and at the same time replied sternly, "I will take you to the Battle Gate first. I have the Blood Brocade Robe given to me by my wife to protect me. I can protect myself no matter what. Although you have also reached the third realm, your accumulation is still insufficient."

"I'm the senior disciple; how things are done is none of your business. There's no point in arguing now; getting to the emergency is the priority."

"arrive!"

With Ding Ruyi and Mingyue Tongzi fleeing at breakneck speed, they arrived at the battle gate in just three or four breaths. However, before they could even show any joy, they were met with a scene of despair: a spiritual ribbon the color of deep moonlight, like a flying serpent, was moving across the body of a majestic and beautiful divine general.

The divine general blocking the entrance to the battle was extremely tall, and the shadow he cast alone already enveloped the two of them.

The Golden-Headed General said from the side, "Ding Ruyi, your junior brothers should really thank you. If it weren't for the need to intercept and kill you immediately, even if they could form their cores in an instant, they would still find it difficult to escape General Zhao Duluo's killing move."

If you really have to blame someone, blame your master. Who told him to offend such an important person?

(End of this chapter)