Mythology

Chapter 433 The Heavenly Court Cannot Be Without the Corpse Celestial Venerable (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
Yang He turned around abruptly, and what he saw next sent chills down his spine.

The recently deceased celestial soldier's corpse bent its little finger at a 90-degree angle again, followed by its ring finger, middle finger, and index finger...

The bones are twisting and deforming, and at the same time, they have an indescribable contagiousness.

The surrounding corpses were affected, their joints bending.

A series of sharp, cracking sounds echoed as twenty or thirty corpses huddled together in a short time, resembling a thicket of thorns in the desolate landscape.

The skin at the seams of the corpse's silver armor was tearing wildly, not because the wounds were worsening, but because something was forcibly pushing its way out from beneath the flesh and between the bones!

puff.

The tender green peach branch pierced the chest cavity, greedily extending outwards. Before long, a second, a third branch grew from the nearby corpse...

The peach branches were a sickly, pale green, with a spiderweb-like network of bright red veins covering their surface.

"What the hell? Were the peach trees in the Peach Garden nurtured by heavenly soldiers?"

Yang He was completely bewildered. The heavenly soldier's despair before his death might have stemmed from the foresight that he would be turned into a peach tree, but why had he himself escaped this fate?

"It shouldn't be canceled out by spiritual vision; it's probably related to what the heavenly soldier experienced in his previous life."

He forced himself to stop in his tracks, his brow furrowed as he opened the Eye Demon, five-colored divine light swirling around his palms, and six other arms outstretched, ready to retreat at any moment.

There's no need to dwell too much on the first death in Journey to the West; just focus on getting the information you need.

Bang bang bang.

The corpse continued to change. The heavenly soldiers' eyes were all wide open, and their spines arched upwards little by little, making it look more and more like tender sprouts emerging from the soil after the rain, swaying in the wind.

"Even before the Investiture of the Gods, the Heavenly Court was struck by disaster, which left 373 positions for immortals and gods vacant. It seems that the disaster has not yet subsided."

Within moments, the corpse had completely lost its human form!

Its hands and feet are intertwined and entangled, and its main body is composed of the twisted spine and ribs of the heavenly soldiers, covered with woody gray-white skin.

Soon, buds began to form on the branches, ready to bloom.

All the heavenly soldiers' heads emerged from the flower stamens, and soon the branches were covered with unripe peaches shaped like human heads, with vague facial features appearing indistinctly.

Yang He felt a churning in his stomach, and a strong feeling of nausea rushed to his head.

He stared intently at the peach tree. Perhaps because it was too far away, his spiritual vision did not reveal any information about the peaches, but the aura it emitted did indeed contain the vitality of plants and trees, and was full of medicinal properties.

"Shall we pick one and see?"

The thought had barely formed in Yang He's mind when he couldn't contain himself.

Whether I eat them myself is another matter, but I at least need to find out the origin of the peaches of immortality, since the situation in the Heavenly Court is truly unpredictable.

The five-colored divine light flashed by.

The next moment, a peach appeared in Yang He's palm, and after leaving the branch, the original human head feature had disappeared.

The fragrance filled my nostrils, and the longevity I craved seemed within reach.

The Human-Faced Peach

[Grown from peaches that ripen once every three thousand years, consuming them grants immortality, extends lifespan by five thousand years, and allows one to comprehend the Great Dao.]

"How about we have some?"

The information has no drawbacks whatsoever; it seems to grant one five thousand years of lifespan for free.

Now I'm not playing a permanent role, nor am I eating it myself; I can just close my eyes and swallow it whole. Hehe, if it works out, I can reap some rewards by playing the Corpse Lord next.

"Since the corpses of heavenly soldiers can produce peaches, why not bury a batch of them alive?"

Snapped.

Yang He slapped himself hard. He had only been looking at the peach tree for a short time, yet his calm and composed Dao heart had already been affected.

"Ugh..."

The peach opened its mouth again and hummed a strange tune.

Yang He's spiritual vision fluctuated, and the other peaches followed suit, their gazes all fixed on the southeast, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

"exchange."

The peaches transformed into 30,000 spiritual visions, but they still couldn't stop the rest of the peaches. Yang He turned and left, because the Corpse Celestial Venerable was also in the southeast, so he planned to take a long detour to find the traces of his incarnation.

suddenly.

A woman's singing voice drowned out the peaches shaped like human heads. At first listen, it sounded like a woman's soft chanting, melodious and gentle, as if it contained the purity to cleanse the soul.

But upon closer listening, Yang He felt a chill run down his spine; the singing was coming from afar at an alarming speed.

Yang He felt a chill run down his spine. The five-colored divine light intertwined with the protective mysterious light, and the blood-red light of the ghostly pupil between his eyebrows shone brightly, locking onto the figure of the newcomer.

The mist churned, and the figure approached silently, almost floating.

It is indeed a woman.

She wore a spotless, plain white robe, its style simple and elegant. The hem of her robe fluttered gently in the thick fog, and her long, black hair was adorned with a few pearls, shimmering with a faint glow.

【Fairy in Plain Clothes】

How could Yang He not recognize the fairy in white? She was the legendary seventh fairy who served the Queen Mother of the West and was in charge of picking peaches in the Peach Garden, and the seventh fairy who was immobilized by Monkey King!
The fairy in white was lifeless; even her most beautiful appearance was an illusion.

The woman approaching was clearly a corpse!

The fairy in white robes tilted her neck to an odd angle, her turbid eyes slowly turning as she stared intently at Yang He.

His gaze held an inhuman scrutiny, as if he were confirming some important information.

Yang He tensed all his muscles, and the five-colored divine light solidified in his palm.

"The heavenly soldiers have no immortal bodies, and using the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field will only exacerbate the corruption of their spiritual roots. They have no chance of winning against the fairy in white."

The fairy in white did not approach any further. Instead, she stiffly tiptoed and her pale hands began to pluck the peaches that resembled human heads.

Strangely, whenever the peaches left the branch, they would disappear into thin air before they could be put into the bamboo basket.

The peach trees that lose their fruit wither visibly, their grayish-white bark cracking and peeling off rapidly, revealing the fibrous tissue inside that has long since decayed into a fluffy substance.

Without further hesitation, Yang He unleashed a burst of five-colored divine light.

The magnificent sunset enveloped my entire body, then transformed into a stream of light and vanished into the depths of the thick fog.

Behind me, the ethereal voice of the fairy in white still sang softly, but the melody had become sharp and piercing, like countless fingernails scratching glass.

Occasionally, one can see the corpses of heavenly soldiers along the way.

All of them died by suicide.

Yang He was prepared to die, but as a result, he never encountered the Seven Fairies again, nor did he undergo the strange transformation into a peach tree.

After more than half an hour, his consciousness had vaguely sensed the approximate location of the Corpse Celestial Venerable.

As we went deeper, we seemed to be approaching the edge of the front area of ​​the Peach Garden.

"kindness?"

Yang He stood there, stunned. He saw that the different areas of the Peach Garden were separated by towering walls, each engraved with extremely intricate magic arrays.

However, there was a half-meter crack in the corner of the wall.

A branch grew out of the crack.

The branches also came from peach trees, but they were even more disgusting than the peach trees conceived from the corpses of the heavenly soldiers. Their texture was neither like wood nor flesh, but rather a rotten, gelatinous substance, with dark yellow pus slowly flowing through a network of blood vessels.

The bark was rotten and twisted into a spiral shape, with a short branch suddenly splitting off every three inches.

Five fairy corpses were hanging there.

Heavenly soldiers and generals surrounded the tree branch, while a dozen Taoist priests suppressed the evil spirits.

The methods of suppression looked strangely familiar.

Yep.

Driving live stakes.

The Taoist priest in charge of the overall situation was Junior Brother Qingfeng.

Damn it, the array eye buried in the corner of the wall is clearly the Corpse Celestial Venerable.

(End of this chapter)