Mythology

Chapter 345 The Arrival of the Tongtian Cult Master
The black cat ravaged the Corpse Wheel Small World. It was a cat-like creature, or a beast-like creature, with a jet-black body resembling a black panther. Its sharp claws left golden grooves as they slashed across the ground, and a sharp metallic aura emanated from it.

The dragon's appearance is like that of a jiaolong (a type of dragon), with scales shimmering with a deep blue like water ripples. As the dragon's whiskers sway, black water appears out of thin air, causing the lake to surge.

The insect was a three-zhang-long centipede with a thousand legs that emitted a green poisonous smoke, causing plants to wither and turn to ash, but in a short while, tender new shoots would sprout again.

The giant snake-like body of the snake coiled among the mounds, its yellowish-brown scales opening and closing, causing the earth to shake and a sandstorm to sweep across the land.

The bird has jet-black feathers and a beak like red copper. When it flaps its wings, sparks fly out. It is a large crow with a fiery appearance.

brush.

A flash of five-colored divine light passed by, and the hill instantly disintegrated.

Yang He tried to calm Hakimi down, but the black cat couldn't suppress the five-colored divine light. It would only calm down for a moment after exhausting its yin energy.

"We still need to obtain the Dao Fruit and Dao Seed to comprehend the method. After all, the black cat is not a born saint like Kong Xuan, and it is difficult for it to master the Five-Colored Divine Light."

He simply threw the black cat into the depths of the silver sea, where it transformed into a dragon that would not change its five phases as long as it remained in the water.

Withdrawing his gaze, Yang He exchanged all seven immortal heads.

The moment the immortal's head appeared in the Treasure Bone Mausoleum, it seemed to steal the show, actually vying with the Corpse Dao Child's head for the top floor.

The Corpse Child's head quickly fell into a disadvantageous position, and he had no choice but to concede the top floor.

Yang He tore off an arm, the flesh and bone turning into a drop of blood.

After the Corpse Dao Child's head digested the blood, it soon emitted the aura of a Corpse-Dissolving Immortal Body, which transformed into innate Corpse Qi. Then, it led many of its underlings to the top floor to seek revenge.

Yang He ignored it. The head in the Treasure Bone Mausoleum wouldn't fight to the death; at most, the spirit of the Yin Treasure would be forcibly suppressed after being severely injured.

"Seven immortal heads are not enough to upgrade to a supreme treasure."

The spiritual patterns inside and outside the Treasure Bone Mausoleum have become even more intricate, but the path to the ultimate treasure remains a long way off, unless dozens more immortal heads arrive.

"If there is a chance, whether it is the Immortal Slaughtering Formation or the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, immortals will have to participate."

"I could easily get a bargain."

[Common Things: The Heart Can Cause Murder]

[Related Allusions: "Nine-Bend Ghost" and "Ghost Slaying Immortal"] Do you wish to consume 10 points of Spirit Vision to enter the allusion world?

"determine."

[The Three Corpse Taoist: You were severely injured and fell into a deep sleep. When you awoke, you found that Nine Bend Town had undergone a dramatic change, and danger lurked everywhere.]

"It seems that by the time the Three Corpse Daoist recovers, it will be time for the sage to descend."

Yang He paused on the Immaculate Ghost Buddha for a few breaths, then his gaze fell on the Edict Yin Ghost Immortal.

[Imperial Edict to the Ghost Immortal: You are a second-generation disciple of the Chan Sect. As a ghost immortal, you are not only unwelcome within your own sect, but you also seem to have offended the Jie Sect Buddhism. However, neither the immortals nor the Buddhas have time to seek you out.]

"Let's go with Shen Gongbao. He has to take the blame. But Shen Gongbao's time is also approaching the time when the sage will descend."

“Playing the role of the [Imperial Ghost Immortal].

.........

A thin mist hangs over Jiuqu Town, like smoke that never dissipates.

Pedestrians come and go, all with smiles on their faces, greeting each other warmly. But if you look closely, you'll notice something.

The smiles of the people were exactly the same.

The curve of his lips was perfectly upturned, the angle of his eyes was just right, and even his tone of voice seemed to come from the same throat.

"Fresh pork!"

Liu, the butcher at the meat shop, shouted as his cleaver slammed against the cutting board, making a dull thud.

The pork had long since rotted, with maggots wriggling inside, but the people queuing to buy the meat ignored it and continued to smile as they handed over their coins.

"Master Liu, cut me two ounces."

"okay!"

Butcher Liu responded with a smile, but froze the moment he turned around. Yang He possessed Butcher Liu's body, pretending to sell pork as if nothing was wrong, while secretly observing the various people coming and going.

"Something's definitely not right. The rate at which my spiritual vision is growing is a bit alarming."

He scanned the panel, and his spiritual vision flickered every few breaths, proving that the sage was rushing towards the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation.

"Try possessing a celestial being; all of these are highly nourishing."

The immortals were severely injured and unable to recover, especially the Qi Immortal, who was almost the perfect target for possession, and could complete the Integration Realm sooner.

"Unfortunately, these old foxes are all very well hidden."

Yang He pushed his creaking stall through the streets and alleys of Jiuqu Town.

He casually called out his wares, but in reality, he was observing the subtle expressions of every passerby. In the end, he wandered around without making any purchases.

"No, I can't detect the immortals' methods of concealing their aura."

Yang He didn't plan to live too long anyway, so he quietly released a wisp of Yin energy from his fingertips, controlling the sparrows to swoop across the rooftops of various places.

Upon arriving at a dilapidated courtyard in the southern part of the city, a faint fluctuation of divine consciousness suddenly emanated from it.

"hey-hey."

A cold smile appeared on Yang He's lips, and he then abandoned Liu the Butcher's body.

A cold wind swept across the bluestone road, and he transformed into black smoke, drifting towards the southern city.

When Yang He arrived at the courtyard, he saw a skinny mongrel huddled in the corner, its fur covered in mud.

"Yunshanzi?"

Yang He frowned slightly. He was a wandering immortal from West Kunlun, yet he had been reduced to fighting with wild dogs for food in the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation.

Yunshanzi didn't take Shen Gongbao seriously; he just kept looking up.

It was as if there was something inexplicable and strange in the sky.

Yang He patiently lay low in the shadows. After all, an immortal is an immortal, and he, a ghost immortal of the Integration Realm who was not legitimate, only had one chance.

For three whole days, he stared at that mongrel dog, or rather, Yunshanzi.

Yunshanzi kept his head tilted back, his bloodshot eyes unblinking, and one could sense the fear in his brows.

By dusk on the third day, the dog's eyelids finally drooped uncontrollably.

In that instant, the black smoke that Yang He had transformed into mingled with the dew dripping from the eaves and seeped into the dog's body through its slightly open mouth and nose.

"hey-hey."

Yang He did not rush to expose himself, but chose to remain in hiding while spreading the eye worms.

Gradually, eye worms spread throughout the dog's internal organs.

Yang He gradually gained some of the earth dog's senses, but he didn't alert it, instead absorbing nourishment from the faint yin energy.

"Speaking of which, what exactly is Yunshanzi looking at?"

He quietly activated the Eye Worm, gaining access to Yun Shanzi's perspective. His spiritual vision began to surge, and the scene before his eyes became clear.

Above Jiuqu Town, there floated a boundless, deep sea.

The seawater was as black as ink, and the vast ocean was expanding at a visible speed, with seawater seemingly gathering from nowhere every moment.

"The Master of Heaven".

Yang He thought that the Biyou Palace, which housed countless disciples of the Jie Sect and was the Tongtian Sect Master, was nothing more than a Taoist crown worn by a saint.

He also noticed several hundred-meter-long corpses floating in the sea.

The corpses were all inhuman in appearance, and as time passed, they sank further and further, showing signs of leaving the seawater and falling into the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation.

(End of this chapter)