Mythology

Chapter 372 Breakthrough to the Tribulation Realm

The red cloth silently slipped down, revealing the wooden Buddha statue inside.

Compared to the ornate statues of gods in every household, the Immaculate Buddha statue appears exceptionally simple, with its paint peeling off and its carving lines rough; it even lacks the most basic gilding decoration.

"That's it?"

A plump woman, adorned with jewels, squeezed to the front. Each pearl in her necklace was the size of a pigeon egg, but the calluses on her palms revealed that she was originally just a peasant woman.

What can it bestow upon us? Immortality? Or a life of luxury?

She waved her arm, which was covered in gold bracelets, and the bracelets clinked together with a crisp sound.

Chai Fu trembled uncontrollably, yet still held the Immaculate Buddha statue high above his head: "The disciples of Nuwa are compassionate and dedicated to saving the world and helping its people! The Immaculate Buddha can dispel the evil spirits and demons of the world!!"

"salvation?"

The scholar, clad in a brocade robe with cloud patterns and wearing a comical official hat, exclaimed, "Have you encountered any evil spirits at Jiepai Pass? This place is a paradise established for us by the immortals and gods!!"

The crowd echoed their sentiments, their faces beaming with a strange satisfaction.

The silk and satin shimmered with an unnatural sheen in the sunlight, as if they had been painted on.

In a daze, Jin Qiu's hunger gradually subsided, replaced by a long-lost feeling of fullness, and his aged face regained its rosy hue.

hiccup~~
He smelled the delicacies in his stomach, and even the sour water that surged up had a sweet taste.

Chen Kang took several steps back, because the lingering ailments from his injuries when he was young had completely disappeared, his skin had become smooth, and his joints were no longer stiff.

"It's all an illusion! It must be an illusion!"

Chen Kang bit his tongue, only to find that deep down he wanted to continue.

Desire is like a seductive demon; if one's mind relaxes even slightly, one will lose all control and eventually give up the fight.

Just then, a drop of dark red blood suddenly seeped from the immaculate Buddha statue.

Tick.

The moment the blood hit the ground, a familiar voice rang in their ears.

"Nuwa Temple in the Southwest Corner".

They exchanged a glance, recognized the voice as coming from Immaculate Buddha, and immediately turned and fled, dragging their almost-fallen companion.

"Let's go! To the southwest corner!"

The crowd did not stop them, allowing the nine people to break through the encirclement.

A smile played on his lips as he murmured chilling words, "You've already wavered, why don't you share in this bliss?"

"Get away!!"

Chen Kang drew his old sword, originally just to scare others.

The opponent didn't react at all when the sword was slashed, and the sword cut off half of the shoulder, with blood and flesh growing continuously.

Chen Kang's eyes widened as he gripped the hilt of the knife tightly. The man's wound seemed to be alive, with flesh and blood constantly growing back, firmly holding the knife inside his body.

"Chen Kang! Let go!" Chai Fu shouted urgently.

Chen Kang seemed to be in a trance, watching his wound completely heal. He was amazed that he swallowed the entire sword, leaving only a raised outline of the sword on the surface of his skin.

"Walk."

Chai Fu grabbed Chen Kang and the two stumbled into the alley.

Before long, he saw the Nuwa Temple standing alone in the open space. The building was dilapidated and a rusty iron lock was hanging on the wooden door.

boom.

Chai Fu used all his strength to break open the wooden door, and they entered the temple in a disheveled state.

The Nuwa Temple appears to have been abandoned for a long time, with a layer of weeds covering the ground and a rotten wooden altar in the center, lacking only a statue of the deity.

They leaned against the altar, panting heavily.

Chai Fu carefully placed the immaculate Buddha statue on the altar. The groove on it was just right for the statue, but nothing unusual happened.

dong dong dong.

The sound of ramming could be heard outside; people were frantically slamming against the walls.

They wouldn't care even if they were bleeding from their heads.

"Let's go in, and together, let's enjoy bliss!!"

Blood seeped into the temple through the cracks in the door, mingling with shrill laughter.

Chen Kang clasped his hands together, trembling: "Pure and spotless, untouched by worldly ties, sentient beings are ignorant, bound by their own minds, consumed by greed, anger, delusion..."

The others followed suit, reciting the mantra, ready to face death.

bang bang.

Two people outside were already covered in blood and gore, their heads caved in from the impact.

Blood and brain matter splattered as the two corpses slid limply to the corner of the wall. Their dying screams sent a chill down Chai Fu's spine.

The Nuwa Temple trembled slightly.

Before Chai Fu and the others could see, countless roots sprouted from the wall, wrapping around the corpse and dragging it deep into the Nuwa Temple.

Chen Kang couldn't help but look at the Immaculate Buddha statue, only to find that its eyes had opened at some point.

"This this……"

Chen Kang collapsed to the ground, not understanding why the Nuwa Temple had come back to life.

As the corpse was digested, the roof tiles repaired themselves, the walls were renewed, and even the musty smell was mixed with a faint sandalwood fragrance.

Instead of being terrified, the crowd laughed even more wildly at the sight.

Their faces contorted, they huddled together against the window frame, their eyes bloodshot and bulging, staring intently at the newly renovated Nuwa Temple.

"The Immaculate Buddha can bring us a magnificent courtyard!"

"Pavilions and towers!!"

"He's a deity! The Immaculate Buddha must be a deity!"

Chen Kang trembled all over. After gaining the people's approval, the statue became more and more realistic, as if it could leave the altar at any moment.

At the same time, they noticed the strangeness of Jiepai Pass.

Among the crowd were two women whose bellies were strangely swollen. Their bellies expanded rapidly like inflating balloons, and the outlines of wriggling fetuses could be seen under their skin, which was as thin as a cicada's wing.

Wow! !

A sharp cry pierced the sky. The woman's abdomen returned to normal, and then the two people who had been killed earlier walked out from around the corner of the alley, completely unharmed.

They wore smiles on their faces and called out the name of Yama, the King of Hell.

As it turns out, it's difficult to die at Jiepai Pass.

.........

Meanwhile, in an underground cave outside Jiepai Pass.

Yang He, with the help of Chai Fu and others, witnessed firsthand the changes in the city. The people there appeared to be ordinary folk, but in reality, they had become evil spirits.

"How long has this story been going on? The sages haven't even appeared yet."

"If this continues to escalate, something terrible will happen sooner or later, tsk tsk tsk."

Human desires have a threshold. When desires are constantly satisfied, people will develop more extreme needs, until they destroy themselves.

Yang He shook his head slightly. The Nuwa Temple where Chai Fu and the others were staying was actually transformed from the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple.

He vaguely sensed that the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple was being influenced by mortals, but he didn't know the specifics and it shouldn't affect him personally.

"I'd better hurry up and advance to the Tribulation Transcending Realm."

Yang He is still playing the role of the Three Corpse Taoist. Although the Imperial Yin Ghost Immortal does not have to suffer the torment of the Heavenly Tribulation, in terms of cultivation, Shen Gongbao cannot compare to the Three Corpse Taoist even if he tries to flatter him.

He opened his eyes, revealing a ghostly pupil, and looked around the vicinity of Jiepai Pass.

Many immortals and gods have sent out preachers, but so far no one has entered the city, including Daoist Ran Deng, who is currently observing.

Yang He did not delay any longer, and his body surged with yin energy.

He took a deep breath, and the Yin energy flowed like a river, converging towards the Corpse Wheel Small World, simultaneously touching the bottleneck of the Tribulation Transcending Realm.

With Yang He's strong foundation, it wouldn't be difficult for him to reduce the number of regular roles.

However, the power of the heavenly tribulation is increasing exponentially.

Yang He was sweating profusely, his spine creaking under the strain. He broke through the bottleneck after only a short time, and the invisible shackles were released.

"coming."

"The final step in the nine realms of immortality!"

Yang He looked excited. From Ghost Lotus to Ghost Immortal Slayer, he had experienced countless deaths and unknowingly stepped on the edge of becoming an immortal.

Even if I still don't understand the secrets of the past three thousand years, I am at least about to be qualified to explore them. How can I not feel exhilarated?
Click.

Yang He was startled, and his expression changed drastically.

He knew that the dangers of the heavenly tribulation had greatly increased and had made preparations in advance, but he was still caught off guard when it actually came.

His skin shrank and withered at a visible rate, wrinkles covered his entire body, his bones could no longer support him, and his joints were full of cracks.

A persistent buzzing sound filled Yang He's ears, making his breathing heavy.

[Plague Witch: Pupil Demon (Fallen Mountain Demon)]

[The Heretical Witch: The Powerful Ghost (Fallen Mountain Ghost)]

【Nuoxiang Shaman: Nuoxiang Ghost (Fallen Mountain Ghost)】

【Five-Colored Witch: Five-Colored Ghost (Rotting Ghost)】

【Ghost Realm: The Small World of Corpse Wheels】

"No wonder... all those at the Tribulation Transcending Realm choose to go into seclusion. I am even weaker than ordinary people; walking is a luxury for me."

The three demons were also deeply affected and remained motionless in the Niwan Palace.

How should I put it? He's a bit like an old man in his twilight years.

Only the black cat escaped unharmed, mainly because the Five-Colored Ghost was alone outside, but its cultivation was only at the Integration Realm, so it couldn't help at all.

Meow! !

The black cat anxiously circled around, then, without thinking, jumped onto Yang He's chest.

"Your mother."

Yang He nearly broke his ribs and stared resentfully at Hakimi.

Hakimi licked his paws and scratched his head sheepishly.

Yang He hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to switch to a smaller account. Then, with a thought, he tentatively released a wisp of the aura of the Imperial Yin Ghost Immortal.

He should be alright, right? Brother Randeng, we're practically brothers, even though we're not from the same father...

suddenly.

Hundreds of new points of spiritual vision appeared out of nowhere.

There were spies scanning the cave, and at least a Great Luo Golden Immortal was lying in wait for Shen Gongbao. If he showed his face, he would die.

Yang He carefully examined the source of the spying and found it to be quite familiar.

It should be Cihang Daoren.

"Forget it, the Yin Ghost Immortal is not suitable for the Tribulation Transcending Realm. To put it bluntly, the Tribulation Transcending Realm is about using heavenly tribulations to temper the body and soul."

The Immaculate Ghost Buddha is even less suitable, as this thing relies entirely on spending one's life for power.

"kindness?"

Yang He raised his eyes with difficulty. He didn't know when it had started, but the true disciples of immortals and gods had been entering Jiepai Pass one after another. After a quick glance, he saw that Jinzha and Muzha were each leading twenty or thirty people.

Where are the door gods?

He frowned slightly; the door gods pasted on the city gate were nowhere to be found.

Or to be more precise, the left doorkeeper is still there.

One painting depicts the headless corpse of the left door god, while the other painting of the right door god is completely blank, with only a few drops of blood in the corner.

Yang He looked back at the banyan tree, but there was only a pit where he had been standing.

The mountain god has also disappeared without a trace.

"Hakimi, escort me to Jiepai Pass!"

It's unrealistic to expect Yang He to stay outside the city in seclusion. Reaching the Tribulation Realm requires at least two or three hundred years of arduous cultivation, so I'm counting on Daoist Ran Deng.

"We can also try to see if Jiepai Pass can suppress the Heavenly Tribulation."

The black cat, its fur standing on end, reluctantly picked up Yang He.

(End of this chapter)