Wet viviparity

Chapter 882 Impossible, Willing to Submit (Thanks to Kunlun Sword Bleeding Vast Ocean [Alliance Leader's Reward], three chapters tomorrow!)
The Old Ancestor Kuma sat in the cave and simply released the celestial bees and their swarm to fight the enemy.

These celestial bees have always been cultivated only by Wu Wanfang, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers and the Master of All Flowers in the Fragrant Palace. He only obtained one by chance after entering the Dao. The two gods, Tu and Lei, are known for their ability to discriminate based on their status. Once they recognize the celestial bee's background, they will definitely be wary of it.

This would buy him some time, allowing him to drive the Buddha-headed Demon-Subduing Wedge into the ground and open a passage through the array secretly set up outside the mountain.

At that time, by using the technique of concealment and transformation, one can become a mosquito and, in conjunction with the spells such as Turtle Breath, Concealing Form, Mixing Light, and Mixing Dust that were obtained from others in the past through the "Myriad Transformations Return to the Origin Demon Treasury", one can easily leave through the passage.

In addition, he is prepared to give it his all.

If the two deities, Tu and Lei, recognize the true nature of the immortal bee and show no fear, and instead attack together, I will use my Buddha-headed Demon-Subduing Chisel to pierce through the earth's core. Then, I will use the power of the Five Elements to flip Wutou Mountain out, causing the earth's fire, wind, and water within the earth's core to leak out and blast open this place, so as to seize a sliver of life amidst the chaos.

Although this method is contrary to the natural order and may invite divine punishment, at that time there was no time to worry about such things.

The departure of Bai Chou Sang Gu and Ma Wang Xiao Shen was exactly what he wanted; keeping these two by his side would be inconvenient during his seclusion.

Seeing the thirty-six giant trees in the sky enveloped by hundreds of acres of dark clouds, pressing down on them like the sky collapsing, the Crying Ancestor knew he couldn't wait any longer. He took one last look at the Spirit Void Little Saint.

"One day..."

Before he could finish speaking, the roar of dragons and the howl of tigers resounded from his chest.

Between the kidneys and the liver, the Yang Dragon, which rises from the kidney water to the liver and then enters the heart, suddenly reverses its position and sinks back into the kidney water. Meanwhile, between the spleen and the lungs, the Yin Tiger, which descends from the heart fluid to the spleen and then to the lungs, rises back into the heart in the opposite direction, just like the Yang Dragon.

Yanglong is not a dragon, but pure yang qi transformed from the kidney water.

The Yin Tiger is not a tiger. It is the pure Yin fluid that is formed when the pure Yang Qi combines with the Yang Qi of the heart, reaching its extreme, and then transforms into Yin fluid, which descends to the lungs.

Both of these are mystical processes that naturally circulate within the body after subduing the Yang Dragon and the Yin Tiger in the third stage of Foundation Establishment. However, they were reversed by an external force at this moment, which reminded him of the legend that the two elders of Taiping Mountain, the Dragon and the Tiger, did not live in seclusion and cultivate in seclusion at Jia Peak.

Legend has it that these two old men, in their youth, jointly cultivated a secret technique, which was unique in its application of the Five Elements Reversal Technique. Any cultivator who fell victim to this technique would inevitably have their foundation shaken and would be left to await their death.

Because Taiping Mountain deliberately blocked information about the secrets of the sect's elders, and because the two elders had not left the peak for a long time, the inside story of the rumors gradually became unknown. Unexpectedly, this time he had the opportunity to learn about the rumors again.

When the Yang Dragon descends and the Yin Tiger ascends, the two vital organs, the Kidney and the Heart, are damaged simultaneously. The five energies in the chest become chaotic, and the body becomes stiff and lifeless, with only the eyes darting left and right.

In this extremely urgent moment, the Crying Ancestor quickly closed his eyes, and the infant in the Crimson Palace simultaneously stretched out his two hands, grabbing the dragon and tiger on the left and right, making them each in their proper positions. At this moment, two primordial spirits, as misty and luminous as they were, appeared outside him, about to place a talisman into the Crying Ancestor's Niwan Palace, so as to completely seal his magical power.

"You cowardly rat, do you really think your ancestor is an ordinary person!"

When the Old Ancestor of Crying Hemp opened his eyes, he startled the two old men's primordial spirits. Since they were refined into infants, they had become increasingly proficient in the Five Elements Reversal Technique, and there were only a handful of people in the world who could decipher this method.

The two old men thought the great calamity was over, and that helping the Golden Boy capture this fiend was just a casual matter. They even felt that the Golden Boy had made a mountain out of a molehill by inviting two Southern Ghost Kings, and that it was a bit like showing off.

Before they could think any further, they saw the Old Ancestor of Crying Hemp open his mouth and vomit, spitting out a broken heart and a burnt kidney. Looking at his body again, there was a radiance shining through his skin and flesh at his heart and kidneys, as if another heart and kidney had grown out. It was truly bizarre and mysterious.

"Give all your supernatural powers and magical skills to the Ancestor."

The Old Ancestor of Crying Hemp raised his arms, his upper body stretched out to the extreme, and ten thousand golden rays shot out from his navel, transforming into a large golden circle that bound the misty, light-like primordial spirit. Unexpectedly, the golden circle was instead drawn into the misty light.

"What treasure is this?"

The ancestor was stunned for a moment. Once he unleashed the Myriad Transformations Returning to Origin Demonic Treasury, his physical body within the circle could seize the Daoist essence.

However, if the primordial spirit is trapped, no matter how powerful it is, it will be imprisoned. After a short while, the original essence of the Dao organs within the physical body will also fly over and be taken away.

The two old men were also terrified. They never expected that the golden circle would hit them so easily. The several layers of protective magic around their primordial spirits were completely neutralized as soon as the circle was applied, as if they had never existed.

If it weren't for the True Lord bestowing upon them the Acquired Formless Spiritual Treasure, the Mist Curtain, upon their arrival, allowing their primordial spirits to attach to the mist curtain and travel, causing the golden ring to be swept into the curtain the moment it touched the mist's light, this time would certainly have been more likely to end in disaster.

The Old Ancestor Kuma also noticed that the two old men's primordial spirits were attached to a strange treasure. Moreover, the two old men were clearly startled by his golden circle magic, but they did not retreat. Instead, they rushed forward, showing that they had great confidence in the treasure on which their primordial spirits were attached.

The mist spread out in the cave in an instant, and even with his knowledge, he couldn't discern its depth. He had no choice but to dodge it. At the same time, golden light shot out from his navel, but anything touched by the mist disappeared as if it had vanished into thin air, leaving him utterly disheartened. Above, the dark aura of the thirty-six giant trees pressed down, while below, the mysterious mist spread out. The old ancestor, who had recently recovered some of his composure due to the dissipation of the calamity, was once again in turmoil. He hardened his heart and remotely sent the Buddha-headed Demon-Subduing Chisel to drill through the earth's core, thousands of feet deep.

"You dare!"

Ji Ming suddenly stood up from the lotus seat, as if he had practiced it a thousand times, grabbed the Yuanbi Ruyi tucked behind his waist, and threw it down Letou Mountain.

The Ruyi transformed into a narrow blade, using the Divine Sword Slash to cleave through the heavy soil beneath Letou Mountain, penetrating more than three thousand feet underground. It then scattered the unfinished Ruyi's spiritual light within the earth's core, causing the released earth fire and feng shui to return to their undeveloped state. Afterward, it transformed into a divine bridge, stabilizing the earth fire and feng shui.

"These devils like to use this suicidal fighting method when they are facing life and death."

Ji Ming thought to himself.

In the mountains, accompanied by a desperate roar, the old ancestor of crying mahjong's bones cracked, his flesh swelled, and his clothes were torn apart in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, a colossal creature replaced the original Taoist's form and appeared on the cave whose roof had been lifted. It was an enormous, iron-black scorpion, tens of feet long, ferocious and terrifying, its entire body covered in a shell, with eight segments deeply embedded in the cliff face, stabilizing its massive body.

Its tail has a high, curved hook that curves upwards, and the tip of the hook sways like a willow branch, leaving a fleeting afterimage.

"This demonic body is quite similar to the demonic body that the Nine-Hook Demon King forged in the past. It is indeed a lineage. This kind of demonic body already has the divine meaning of both form and spirit." Shenren Tu exclaimed, his tone already carrying a bit of solemnity.

In the very center of this giant scorpion's broad, platform-like carapace was a deep, orifice-like mouth containing a ball of golden light, like a golden eye.

At this moment, a dazzling golden light shot out from the golden eye, not aimed at any one person, but directly at the Yinxia Dharma Realm Formation composed of the thirty-six giant peach wood pillars pressing down in the air, or more accurately, at the Yin soldiers and ghost generals outside each giant wood pillar.

The Old Ancestor Kuma saw it very clearly: the rotation of these thirty-six giant trees was entirely driven by the millions of Yin soldiers outside the giant trees, thus bringing about the Dharma realm of the five elements of the thirty-six trees in harmony.

Once that rabble is broken, the Thirty-Six Wood Formation will naturally become inoperable.

Where the rays of light, as numerous as cow's hair, were shooting out, the originally ceaselessly circulating and wondrous Yin Xia, which had formed its own Dharma realm, was wiped away as if by an invisible hand, instantly dimming and dissipating. The ghost soldiers and generals that made up the great formation had already been shot down by the rays of light, and the formation was in great chaos.

"go!"

The Crying Ancestor always understood that his only chance of survival was to escape from this place.

If they fought to the death, they would surely die from exhaustion. Therefore, seeing that they had a chance of survival, they rushed westward without stopping, hoping to meet up with the people who were there to meet up with the Holy Aunt.

"What a devil!"

Shenrenlei roared and revealed his true form, which was a hundred feet tall. He blew on the peach talisman, turning it into a lump-headed wooden club. With immense force, he smashed it down on the scorpion's body. Unexpectedly, the scorpion's tail hook struck first, piercing the wooden club. With that strike, the earth shook and the peaks trembled.

The next moment, the tail hook was countered by the positive force of the peach charm in the stick, and the long and thick tail hook, which was as thick as a stone tower, shook wildly in the air and crackled and popped the air.

The Old Ancestor Kuma, wielding his divine hook iron scorpion demon body, fought fiercely with Shenrenlei for over thirty rounds, but ultimately could not withstand the attack and had to retreat in defeat. Instead of heading towards Pingyang Prefecture, he turned south and charged forward, intending to rush to the Southern Wilderness in one go, gather the demon party to resist, or at the very least, divert the disaster southward.

On the southern clouds, the divine being Tu had been waiting for a long time. He opened his huge mouth and suddenly inhaled and exhaled, causing a fierce gust of cold wind to howl. The true water he had refined from the Bitter Sea poured down on the iron scorpion like a waterfall, making its shell sizzle and emitting wisps of green smoke.

"Grandpa will give you a bath!"

As Tu spat out true water, he pulled on the reed rope. The rope lashed down from the sky like a green dragon turning and swaying its tail, causing the iron scorpion to sink into the earth's crust.

Iron Scorpion hurriedly turned east again, this time without any purpose, and went about his way in a panic. Unexpectedly, the two old men had already spread out a ten-mile-long fog curtain and lay there.

Terrified, he didn't even try, his resolve completely broken, and fled westward again.

Above the auspicious clouds in the west, Lingxuzi stood in a lotus, calmly raising his hand. The Yuanpi Ruyi fell into his palm. No words were needed; the meaning was clear—this path is blocked!
"Spare my life, and I will submit to the Lord!"

(End of this chapter)