Mythology

Chapter 381 The Ten Absolute Cities are Unrivaled in the Immortal Court

The ten sons of the Yang family did not reply, letting the flames of karma consume them; their attitude spoke volumes.

Their true spirits reside within the Investiture of the Gods. The false immortals conceived by the Immortal Slaughtering Formation are merely remnants of consciousness, and even their memories are incomplete. Yet, the ten sons of the Yang family remained unmoved.

The Green Ox Demon's pupils constricted as he realized that the ten sons of the Yang family had actually replaced the Ten Heavenly Lords on the list.

"His schemes are so elaborate, could he be plotting to seize control of the Heavenly Court?"

The Green Ox Demon thought carefully, but still couldn't figure out Yang He's true identity. However, one thing was certain: this person knew Laozi.

Otherwise, he would not have known his own name, the Great King of Rhinoceroses.

"now!!"

A crack appeared between Yang He's brows, through which the small world of the Corpse Wheel could be vaguely seen undergoing transformation, its space constantly expanding, and the changing of the four seasons emerging. The Ten Absolutes City no longer showed any signs of damage.

A magnificent steel city stands in the center, attracting countless evil spirits.

As Yang He felt the last trace of the Heavenly Tribulation aura within his body enter his small world, the entire space suddenly trembled violently.

The little world came to life.

Just as the words suggest, the clamorous wind is breath, the interconnected rivers are blood, and the layered mountains are flesh and blood...

Yang He could feel that the small world was expanding every moment.

No.

It can now be called a 'dojo'.

The potted plants that house the Heavenly Dao Tree saplings in the dojo can also continue to grow. Of course, not all dojos possess this growth potential.

Yang He's Daoist temple is not only unparalleled among those of the same realm, but also unmatched by many throughout history. Its upper limit is unpredictable, and even before becoming an immortal, its area is already comparable to that of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

The temple may not provide substantial assistance, but it determines whether the path to immortality is broad.

"Moo~~"

The Green Ox Demon looked surprised, noticing that the ten sons of the Yang family were connected to the aura of Yang Hexian Court.

Yang He scanned the entire Taoist temple with full concentration, his gaze settling on the center of the Cave Heaven Immortal Court. He noticed that a stone tablet had appeared in front of the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple at some point, with mysterious Taoist charm emanating from its surface.

The Daoist principles combine to gradually form each stroke.

【Ten Thousand Transformations Heaven】

Yang He clicked his tongue in amazement. The Myriad Transformations Heaven was the name of his own Daoist temple, which was formed by comprehending the Dao of Heaven and could not be changed even by sages.

He just hadn't expected the dojo to be so renowned, Wanhuatian?
The phrase "万化" (wan hua) signifies that all things are in a constant cycle of birth and death, and also implies transformation into countless forms, which is indeed very fitting.

"All things originate from and enter into mechanisms; their transformations are endless."

Yang He nodded and murmured, his cultivation having already reached the Tribulation Transcending Realm.

We are only half a step away from perfection.

With the support of his children and the Wanhua Heavenly Dao Field, Yang He was not afraid even when facing True Immortals. Apart from the Great Luo Golden Immortals, none of the immortals and gods present could do anything to him.

He smiled, now he truly had the means to contend with the Burning Lamp Taoist.

The Green Ox Demon couldn't help but ask, "Who exactly are you? Are you... definitely an ancient immortal from the primordial world? Speak, why have you been reborn?"

Yang He ignored the Green Ox Demon and opened the Pupil Demon between his brows.

The Green Ox Demon's thoughts were in turmoil. What if Yang He wasn't an ancient immortal?

Impossible.

How could a mere disciple of a Great Luo Golden Immortal possess an opportunity in just over a decade that even ancient immortals might not have after a thousand years of arduous cultivation?
Why not believe I am Lao Tzu and offer up your flesh and blood directly?

The Green Ox Demon's eyes darted around. He had one set of words to use when dealing with younger generations, but Yang He came from a distinguished background, so he could easily come up with a different one.

Yang He gave the Green Ox Demon a cold glance, then gently stroked Bixiao's head, his gaze sweeping over the ten sons of the Yang family. "Currently, the territory we are in belongs to the Fire Virtue Star Lord. Which of you is confident?"

"Father, let me do it." It was Yang Wulang who spoke; he was slightly overweight.

Yang He vaguely remembered the abilities of the ten sons of the Yang family, and without hesitation, a portion of the Ten Absolute Cities emerged from between his eyebrows.

It was a strange building, and even though it was only just beginning to emerge, it had already caused a surge of yin energy, and Yang Wulang transformed into a ray of light and disappeared into it.

boom.

The karmic fire was suppressed to only a thin layer.

Bixiao also got to see the true faces of the ten sons of the Yang family. They all looked somewhat similar to Yang He. Could they really be... the prince's offspring?

Click.

The sound of the giant cauldron finally breaking down interrupted Bixiao's thoughts.

The building is only half visible.

More than twenty chains of karmic fire twisted and deformed continuously, and Ma Shan was powerless to stop them, finding himself in a predicament from which he could not back down.

"Ahhhhh!!"

If Ma Shan continues to persevere, there might still be a glimmer of hope.

If I give up, I'm afraid my soul will be scattered. Trying to delay until Daoist Ran Deng comes out of seclusion is not realistic. The Twenty-Four Heavens will take at least ten days to take shape.

Seeing the flickering karmic fire, the Fire God Lord leaned closer and asked, "Immortal Ma Shan, the elixir should be three-tenths cooked. Why don't you taste it first?"

"That's right, the great medicine refined from the immortal body tastes exceptional!!"

The Kitchen God, in a frenzy, kept adding more fire-making disciples, his expression shifting between ecstatic joy and utter terror.

Ma Shan wanted to remind them to seek help from the other gods and immortals, but he had only just opened his mouth when...

Click.

A narrow crack runs through the body of the cauldron.

All the immortals and gods within the pass looked up at the sky in unison, and countless sheets of paper fluttered down, falling into various parts of the city out of thin air.

Daoist Duobao reached out and caught one of the paintings, which depicted several strange sea creatures.

And there was a line of large characters written on it.

"The West Suburbs Aquarium has reopened and welcomes visitors." Daoist Duobao's expression was subtle. "The Corpse Daoist was already showing signs of breaking free, but I didn't expect him to take it a step further. Now that he has ascended to the Immortal Realm, perhaps he can truly attain immortality at Jiepai Pass."

The four disciples' temples were not far apart, and their conversations echoed through the streets and alleys.

Golden Spirit Mother stared at the flyer, "Such a magnificent phenomenon, the Corpse Daoist's cave is among the highest grade, hehe, it seems the time is ripe, and Burning Lamp Daoist is in big trouble."

Daoist Duobao stroked his beard and chuckled: "I don't think it's something from a grotto-heaven."

"A Celestial Court?" The Holy Mother of Wudang examined it carefully for a long time. "How could it be a Celestial Court? How could a mortal create a Celestial Court of such an astonishing scale?"

"It's just fate."

The Taoist priest Duobao's smile faded, and his expression remained blank, leaving one wondering what he was thinking.

He pointed, and Ma Shanye's fire, which had been barely holding on, surged, with the number of fire snakes coiling around the giant cauldron reaching more than forty.

The price was that Ma Shanyang's fire dimmed, and he was already risking his life.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Ma Shan's face was contorted with rage. Facing the precarious giant cauldron, he couldn't help but laugh wildly, mistaking the sudden help for the awakening of the Taoist Ran Deng.

"The Corpse Daoist has surrendered, and now Master Ran Deng is already..."

Before Ma Shan could finish speaking, the fire snakes, which he thought were impenetrable, collapsed one by one under the pressure, and an aura of a Taoist temple descended.

The temple is indeed newly established, but with Yang Wulang presiding over it, it is already comparable to a true immortal.

boom.

The aquarium's giant cauldron, broken open and suspended in mid-air, abruptly extinguished the karmic fire.

The sudden appearance of the Celestial Court was hard for everyone to believe, because a mortal who had not yet completed the Tribulation Transcending Realm had made them feel threatened.

and.

Even the youngest of the immortals and gods present were at least several thousand years old.

They had naturally seen a great deal of Celestial Courts, but they had to admit that Yang He's aquarium was among the best, even by ancient and modern standards.

Shouldn't it be used as a treasure for a grotto-heaven under normal circumstances?

If the Celestial Court is already at such a level, what kind of wonders could Yang He's grotto contain?
After a moment of silence, Daoist Duobao said without any joy or sorrow, "I never expected that the Ten Deadly Formations would fall into his hands."

"The Ten Deadly Formations?" The Golden Light Holy Mother pondered for a moment. "At most, it's only one or two out of ten, right?"

"That's right, one or two out of ten."

As soon as Daoist Duobao finished speaking, the giant cauldron shattered into pieces!

Yang He held the aquarium in his palm, with the phantom of the Ten Absolute Cities faintly visible around him. The aquarium was indeed just the tip of the iceberg.

There's also Ping An Hospital, a subway station, a wet market, a cemetery, a mirror shop...

Ma Shan unconsciously released the fire snake, his eyes widening as despair welled up inside him, the karmic fire already backfiring on his body and soul.

The scene of his first meeting with Yang He flashed through his mind once again.

It's located at the Nuwa Temple on Bailong Mountain.

He's just a weak and helpless Taoist disciple!

"Yang Jiulang, I want the Ghost Realm of the Fire Virtue Star Lord to change hands."

Yang He showed no mercy, issuing orders with a sharp edge.

Jingle Bell! !

In an instant, telephones rang throughout the buildings within the ghost realm, and colorful wires spread out in just a few breaths.

Another celestial court!
Compared to the celestial palaces and grottoes displayed by true immortals, the terrifying dojo refined by those at the Tribulation Transcending Realm would undoubtedly have a greater impact on others.

"Don't kill me!" The Kitchen God fled in panic, completely disregarding the life or death of his disciple.

Fire God subconsciously followed closely behind, but the Ghost Realm had already been targeted, and he collapsed to the ground after only a few steps, spitting out blood.

Yang He didn't know whether the fake immortal was immortal in the Immortal Slaughtering Formation.

But that doesn't prevent someone from taking over another's place.

Rumble.

The entire street shook violently.

The asphalt roads are cracked and peeling, and modern reinforced concrete buildings are springing up like mushrooms after rain, directly encroaching on the land where houses are built.

Yang He smiled without saying a word. The Ten Absolutes City had already replaced the Ghost Domain of the Fire Virtue Star Lord.

He walked step by step toward Ma Shan, the neon lights crackling and an eerie glow filling every corner of the street.

This also proclaims that Yang He has a place in the Immortal Slaughtering Formation.

Before he could even get close, Ma Shan had already vanished into thin air amidst wails, leaving only ashes on the spot, while his true spirit returned to the Investiture of the Gods.

It wasn't that he died at the hands of Yang He, but rather that Duobao Daoist drained all his life force.

Yang He faced Lingjiu Mountain, the Taoist temple of Ran Deng Dao Ren, where Buddhist light flickered, and everyone could feel the suppressed anger contained within the light.

As fellow disciples of the Chan Sect, who would have thought that a third-generation disciple would take the initiative to break ties with the vice leader?

The voice of the Taoist Ran Deng boomed like thunder: "How dare you!"

The murmurs shook the bricks and tiles of Jiepai Pass, and the phantoms of the Twenty-Four Heavens appeared in the clouds. Daoist Ran Deng could no longer remain calm.

Yang He remained calm and respectfully bowed towards the direction of Lingjiu Mountain.

"It's all thanks to my senior master's excellent teaching."

He understood one thing: since Daoist Ran Deng had explicitly instructed Ma Shan to deal with him, it meant that the two had already broken off all pretense of civility.

Continuing to tolerate things won't bring safety, so it's better to be decisive.

Yang He did not feel that there was no chance of victory. At least he had his children to help him in the Immortal Slaughtering Formation, and he also had hidden hands in the Twenty-Four Heavens. He definitely had a chance to maneuver.

(End of this chapter)