From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 178: Ascending to the Immortal Seed
White paper money fluttered in the sky, like a heavy white snow, covering the entire Tiger Mountain.

The tiger is dead?

A group of tiger cubs, heartbroken, are holding a grand but absurd funeral for the big tiger.

For a moment, Chen Xuan found it difficult to accept what he saw.

Who is Mr. Tiger?

In the ninth level of the cauldron, the mountain king has already returned to oneness, and cultivated a unique physical body for the second life. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is half a step away from the divine journey.

[Tao Hongchen] in Taixu If great things don’t appear in the world, who in the world can compete with them?
How can anyone believe that a being of this level would suddenly die?
Moreover, the coffin only contained the tiger's first-life divine body, and the second-life body of a small earth dog was not in it.

"My benefactor, Uncle Mountain King brought Father Little Fox, Uncle Six-tusked White Elephant and the others into the central area deep in the Southern Wilderness to dig for treasure. They kept digging and digging."

Bai Zi, the little fox, wiped her tears and sobbed like a little girl as she told Chen Xuan what had happened in Nanhuang over the past six months.

Since the return of the Dinglu ghosts, the Southern Wilderness has become lively again.

Most of the Dinglu ghosts want to bring their tribes to invade the surrounding ancient countries such as Chu, Zhi, Yu, etc., to plunder the land and reproduce.

The Five Directions True Lords are great beings, and they think Yaoguangzhou is too small and crowded.

The big ghosts also felt that the Southern Wilderness was too small, barren, and dangerous, and not as fertile and full of immortal energy as the outside world.

"No!" But the mountain king Dahu, against all odds, waved his hand and forcibly led a group of cauldron and furnace ghosts into the central area of the Southern Wilderness to excavate the remains of the ancient mountain and sea [Guyao Mountain].

Chen Xuan pondered for a while and asked doubtfully:

"Did Lord Shanjun and the others dig up something?"

Bai Zi Xiaohu nodded vigorously:

"Over a month ago, Uncle Mountain and his companions, relying on a scroll containing the records of past mountain gods, finally dug through the earth, triggering an inexplicable force. As a result, the ground cracked, revealing a vast abyss stretching tens of thousands of miles... Later, they all fell into it!"

She told Chen Xuan that in the central area deep in the Southern Wilderness, there was heavy fog today and golden springs gushed out from the ground. The sky was completely covered by the thick fog, and the sunlight could not penetrate.

"Dayuan? Lord Shanjun and the others, could it be that they have fallen into the mysterious [Guyao Mountain]?"

Chen Xuan pondered in his heart, but it shouldn’t be like this, there is no big earth-virtue monster in the Southern Wilderness that is proficient in the Qing Nang technique.

Moreover, the mountain gods of all generations have been unable to find their location, so how did the mountain king and his men find it?
Could it be that I stumbled upon this by accident and got lucky?
However, in the world of immortals and ghosts, everything has a reason, and it is difficult for inexplicable coincidences to occur...

"What happened next?" Chen Xuan continued to ask.

"There's an accident!"

Bai Zi Xiaohu organized his words and replied that more than ten days ago, the thick fog in the center of the Southern Wilderness suddenly fluctuated violently, the earth shook, and golden light shot straight into the sky.

Then, the thousand-foot-tall divine body of the First Mountain King, covered in blood, rushed out from the white fog.

"Uncle Shanjun was in such a miserable state. He was covered in wounds, and his heart was leaking out... He collapsed as soon as he reached Tiger Mountain. His heart stopped beating, and he stopped breathing."

Bai Zi little fox said sadly.

The mountain king died at this point, and his divine body gradually degenerated and decayed, becoming normal size. Even the power of the cauldron disappeared completely.

"He's not necessarily truly dead. Perhaps his body is simply too far away from his soul, and he's in a state of suspended animation."

Chen Xuan thought to himself that when Tian Yandao took away his soul, his physical body encountered a similar situation.

As long as Lord Mountain King can return to the Southern Wilderness in time, his dead body will be revived.

"But if that's the case, knowing that Lord Shanjun might be alive, why hold the funeral in advance?"

Chen Xuan asked doubtfully, feeling puzzled.

The Southern Wilds are filled with a bunch of uneducated, illiterate ghosts. Who taught the Hu family's cubs to use human funeral customs? It's completely out of place!
Upon hearing the sound, the little fox Bai Zi immediately became angry, stamped his feet, and secretly pointed his little hand at the distance, where there was a group of peacock monsters with sneering expressions.

She whispered:

"My benefactor, these foreign ghosts from the southern part of the Southern Wilderness are insisting that Uncle Mountain King brought treasures from Guyao Mountain... They are making trouble for no reason, and Little Fox doesn't like them!"

"If Uncle Shanjun becomes the mountain god, we won't be afraid of them!"

Chen Xuan suddenly realized that among the ghosts who came to pay their respects to the mountain king, there were some ghosts from other places.

Otherwise, given the illustrious reputation that Tiger Tiger had earned in the northern Southern Wilds over the past few decades, how many people would dare laugh at his funeral? Even if it was just a joke, no one dared to laugh.

There are hundreds of thousands of mountains in the southern wilderness, covering an area of hundreds of thousands of miles.

The north borders the ancient countries of Chu, Yu, and Zhi. It is the territory of big monsters such as the tiger, the old turtle, and the three-tailed fox. The monsters here are more human-like in character.

The south is occupied by other more primitive big ghosts.

Rumor has it that there is a "Mountain God" of Tao Hongchen's level in the south.

When the Mountain Ghost Goddess was alive, the dangerous central area separated the ghosts from the north and south and they rarely came into contact with each other.

But now, the big ghost in the south must have discovered the abnormality in the central area of the Southern Wilderness, so he sent people to the north of the culprit to test it.

"Senior Turtle once warned me that if the Mountain Ghost Lady entered the Shangyang Cave Heavenly Hidden Realm, I, the 'Fated One', would have to leave the Southern Wilderness as soon as possible, because some of the mountain gods might be hostile to me."

Chen Xuan was thinking in his heart, when suddenly, he heard a melodious chanting.

"The heavens show signs, and the earth reveals good and bad luck..."

I saw the hot fox aunt, wearing a colorful witch costume, with a solemn expression and muttering to herself as she walked out.

"Wow!"

She suddenly jumped onto the coffin, dancing gracefully, as if she were performing some ancient ritual, and prayed shrilly:
"Dust to dust, earth to earth, Lord Mountain King, today I bury your body. Please ascend to the divine throne and become the mountain god of the Southern Wilds!"

"This..." Chen Xuan was stunned when he saw this. What was he doing?
This is not a simple funeral, but a legendary ascension ceremony held by ghosts from the Tiger and Fox families for the unknown Shanjun Lord?
After the ninth level of the cauldron.

You can bury your physical body in this life and become a god in the mountains, rivers, the earth, or the sky... From then on, you can travel between heaven and earth and overlook the mortal world.

This is the realm of Tao Hongchen's divine travels, known as the God of the Land.

"But can this be accomplished? A group of Daozang and Yuhua-level ghosts are holding a higher-level ascension ceremony for Lord Shanjun, who is at the pinnacle of the Dinglu realm?"

The corners of Chen Xuan's mouth twitched. Isn't it a bit... overestimating one's own abilities?
If it were so easy to hide from the world, why would Lord Mountain King wait for them to act? He would have already performed the ascension ceremony on his own and set foot in [Taohongchen]!

"My benefactor, this is Aunt Fox. She searched through all the ancient books on Fox Mountain and finally found a method to ascend to godhood. It originated from the ancient human race."

Bai Zi Little Fox explained in a low voice, then put his hands on his hips and fiercely kicked the Dishan Four-tusk Elephant next to him, teaching him a lesson:

"Little Nose, where are your tears? Cry hard! If Uncle Shanjun can't become the mountain god, it's all your fault!"

The little elephant with four tusks was sitting on the ground, secretly looking at Chen Xuan. At this moment, he suddenly heard what the little fox said, and immediately became extremely worried. He swung his trunk and started crying loudly, "Moo!"

"Father! You over there, you must succeed in becoming a god! Become a mountain god, and then emerge from Guyao Mountain to give those guys in the south a hard time!"

Hu Da and his group of tiger cubs were shouting, crying and wailing, as if their father was really dead.

The Three-tailed Fox family is a large and powerful ghost family in the northern part of the Southern Wilderness. They are rare knowledgeable ghosts. When they come up with ideas, the Tiger family, who only know how to fight and magic, trusts them very much and just follows their instructions!

"Whoosh!"

Handfuls of soil quickly covered the coffin, forming a high mound.

Aunt Fox performed a shamanic dance in a very professional manner, circling around the grave mound and chanting, uttering vague ancient songs. Tadpole-like golden words flowed out in the rays of light and seeped into the ground like chains.

"It looks a bit like that..." Chen Xuan's eyelids twitched as he watched from the side.

"Boom!"

A group of tiger cubs cried and shouted, kowtowed loudly, and smashed their bodies like iron hammers, shaking the earth.

"Master Shanjun's descendants are truly filial..."

Chen Xuan was shocked. So, should he follow behind and make trouble? I'm afraid that's not appropriate...

If you bury a tiger's lifelong body in the earth of this world, can the tiger puppy on the other side truly become a mountain god? Perhaps it's difficult.

But no matter what, the situation is not good now.

The tiger, holding the mountain god scroll, led a group of big monsters into the white fog abyss and was suspected of being lost in [Guyao Mountain].

The idea of the wealthy woman Hua to cooperate with the tiger fell through!

"Something unexpected has happened." Chen Xuan was thinking about whether he should activate the Two Worlds Boat treasure, summon Hua Liuli, and discuss something with her... The two world masters were hiding in the space market and could not use communication talismans to contact them. He could only go into the Two Worlds Market or let Hua Liuli come out.

At this moment, the ghosts in the distance started to shout and yell, and the shouting became more and more intense:

"Tiger cubs, you're so delusional, are you trying to put on a big show together? Bury and dig, dig and bury again! How many times have you put on this show in the past few days?"

"The Mountain Monarch's cultivation is not enough to become an immortal mountain god!"

"The Shanjuns and their companions will all die in the secret realm of Guyao Mountain."

"Show us the treasures that the tiger brought out. Stop making excuses!"

"..."

A colorful peacock came forward with a sneer. It was over two meters tall, and its feathers shone like jade.

He circled around the tiger's grave, and then stopped in front of the kneeling tiger cubs. His tail wings spread out, like five platinum swords unfolding, and the platinum sword light shot up into the sky.

"My father, the mountain master, and other great ghosts have been investigating outside that great abyss for several days. The mountain king and his men will definitely not return."

The colorful peacock said, bowed slightly, and continued:
"Hand over the things. You don't want my father, the mountain master in the Dinglu realm, to come to Tiger Mountain in person to ask for them, do you?"

This peacock monster, which is at the peak level of the Daozang realm, is the biological son of a Dinglu monster in the southern part of the Southern Wilderness.

Not only this one, but more than ten colorful peacocks came behind him at the same time, putting pressure on the tiger cubs together to demand the treasure brought back by the tiger.

Chen Xuan frowned and stared at the colorful peacocks that were deliberately causing trouble at the funeral, feeling extremely unhappy.

The tiger cubs were even more furious. They all stood up, their eyes fierce as they glared at the colorful peacock:

"Father didn't bring out the treasure!"

The colorful peacock shook his head upon hearing this, rubbing his chin with his wings, and said in a firm tone:

"In the central area, a ghost witnessed the tiger bringing out an ancient artifact from the White Mist Abyss..."

Brother Tiger's eyes were fixed on the ground, he clenched his fists and growled in a low voice:
"Children of the Peacock Family, please don't bully the Tiger Family too much! Go back to the south immediately. This is not the place for you to run wild!"
The Hu family cannot be humiliated. These peacocks who took advantage of the situation are so arrogant and rude. They are so hateful!

Chen Xuan also felt that this group of peacocks was going too far. Fighting for opportunities had nothing to do with right or wrong, it was just a fight, but this group of peacocks clearly had more than that in mind.

The colorful peacock crossed his arms across his chest, sneered and shook his head:

"The Hu family is so powerful, aren't you? You're used to being dogs to the mountain ghosts! Is she from the ghost clan? She's not! You northern ghosts, have you forgotten who your ancestors are and whose blood flows in your veins? We are the descendants of the ancient mountain gods and beasts! If she hadn't suppressed us all these years, there would be no place for humans and monsters to survive in Yaoguangzhou! If you don't hand over the treasure today, don't blame us for being ruthless with ghosts!"

"The Mountain Ghost Queen is not dead yet!" Brother Tiger said coldly.

"It's no different from being dead! She dares not come down to earth. If she comes down once, her path to becoming an immortal will be ruined!" said the colorful peacock coldly.

"Is this what the [Mountain God] in the south is asking you to do? Are you going to march north?" Brother Hu asked.

"Don't bother to accuse me of being a mountain god, but why should I be so clear about some things?"

The Five-Colored Peacock sneered and continued, "You don't have a Mountain God in the north. The Lord of Turtle Mountain hasn't achieved his goal yet, and now the Mountain King has brought a group of big ghosts with him, ruining everything!"

The big ghosts to their south had already begun to come out of the mountains to attack and annex the surrounding ancient countries.

But what are these great ghosts in the north doing? They're searching for the elusive Guyao Mountain, and as a result, they've caused a catastrophe. The entire Southern Wasteland seems to be broken in two!

Chen Xuan listened to these arguments, his mind racing as he thought about the situation in the Southern Wilderness.

Without the [Mountain God] in charge of the north, it is already at a disadvantage facing the south.

Now, something has happened to the tiger, and I'm afraid a crushing war between the north and south ghosts is about to break out.

The colorful peacock raised its wings, pointed at the tiger cubs, and said coldly:

"If you don't hand over the treasure, Tiger Mountain will be renamed Peacock Mountain today!"

"You!" Brother Hu's eyes were bloodshot and he clenched his fists, but he was unable to move at all.

This peacock is the descendant of a great ghost named Dinglu. He came from a long way from south to north. Today, he dared to climb up Tiger Mountain to attack the mountain lord. It must be the intention of his father, the master of Peacock Mountain.

Perhaps, the Lord of Peacock Mountain has now crossed to the north and is paying attention to everything on Tiger Mountain!
But the mountain king is not here, and if they act rashly, Hushan may be in great trouble... because these peacocks are all practicing the golden virtue and white qi!

"Not only that, from now on, all those mountains to the north, such as Fox Mountain, Turtle Mountain, Elephant Mountain, and Snake Mountain... will have to change their names." The colorful peacock continued to laugh, "You are not naive enough to think that only our peacock clan has gone north, are you?"

"You..." Aunt Fox and the other Fox Mountain ghosts all looked grim. Tears welled up in Bai Zi's eyes, and he wiped them twice, but they wouldn't go away.

"Ah! Dishan is going to have no home? Where will he live in the future?" The four-tusked little elephant had a dazed look on his face and muttered to himself in confusion. Among all the little monsters in the past, he was the youngest.

"It's so sudden. Is a civil war going to break out in the Southern Wilderness?" Chen Xuan muttered to himself in his heart. This was extremely bad news for him.

Let's not talk about vague suspicions.

The Mountain Ghost Lady is his biggest supporter, and the Southern Wilderness is the place where he can live.

If chaos breaks out, he will be greatly affected... Such a terrible thing must not be allowed to happen.

The colorful peacock said, and suddenly turned his eyes to look at Chen Xuan, with a smile, and said slowly:
"Am I right? According to rumors, the famous... His Highness the 'Saint Son of the Southern Wasteland'? Do you agree?"

Chen Xuan, a human being, stood out among the ghosts and monsters like a crane among chickens, extremely eye-catching. The colorful peacock had already learned of Chen Xuan's identity from the discussions of the ghosts and monsters in the north.

This is a title that the southern ghosts would never admit and would sneer at.

"Do you know me?" Chen Xuan looked at the colorful peacock, was silent for a moment, and continued:
"You little bird, since you know the Southern Wilderness Saint is here, why don't you kneel down and talk? Are the ghosts from the south so ignorant of the rules?"

"??"

The colorful peacock was stunned for a moment, looking shocked.

Not only him, but also some ghosts around who heard this all showed expressions of disbelief.

A strange smile appeared on the colorful peacock's face. Its sword-like wings emitted platinum-colored sword light, pointing at Chen Xuan. It turned around and laughed at its companions:

"Does he really think he's the Holy Son of the Southern Wilderness? Haha, what a lowly thing he is..."

As the colorful peacock was speaking, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He turned his head abruptly and looked at Chen Xuan. Then, something incomprehensible and terrifying happened to him.

"No!"

He trembled and screamed, his body lost control, his slender bird legs like bamboo poles crackled, and he slowly knelt down towards Chen Xuan.

"What is the crime of disrespecting the Mountain King and disrespecting the Holy Son? Kneel down!" In Chen Xuan's pupils, the gray-gold Emperor Qi surged like thunder. He looked down with majestic eyes like an emperor.

Under the Qi of the Human Emperor, you have to kneel even if you don’t want to!

"W-What did you do!?"

The colorful peacock was horrified, and platinum-colored immortal energy burst out from its whole body, but it was of no avail. With a snap, the two slender bird legs broke directly, revealing the eerie bone fragments and blood splattering.

Then, something even more terrifying happened.

"Boom!"

The colorful peacock began to kowtow, as if there was a dark and sinister figure behind it, with a grim smile on its face, grabbing its neck and forcibly pressing down its head, one after another, knocking its head until it bleeds and its skull is broken!

"Zheng!"

On the peacock screen, platinum-colored sword light burst out, and the feathers seemed to turn into countless sharp sword qi to slash out, flickering. Suddenly, with a bang, the colorful jade-carved feathers on the peacock screen exploded one after another and floated down in the air.

"Long!"

Halfway up the mountain, a giant Taoist monk, over a hundred feet tall, dressed in a black robe and a crown on his head, slowly rose up, with a pair of majestic and domineering eyes, coldly overlooking everything on the mountain.

The Human Emperor Daozang of the fifth level of Daozang Heaven appeared in person and activated the Human Emperor Qi to the extreme. No ghosts or monsters present could resist him!
Chen Xuan stood under the figure of the Human Emperor Daozang, with an imposing aura and an extremely oppressive gaze, almost making the ghosts and monsters breathless.

"I, I am the son of Peacock Mountain Lord!"

The colorful peacock roared in horror, his face covered in blood. He was a ghost at the top Taoist level, but at this moment, facing Chen Xuan, who was also at the Taoist level, he had no power to resist.

Even Daozang was unable to activate on its own, and was completely swallowed up and suppressed by Chen Xuan's bottomless strength of immortal energy!

"He really knelt down and kowtowed?" The surrounding ghosts were shocked. What was the colorful peacock doing? That was a fake Southern Wilderness Saint!
"The one who follows the laws of heaven and earth, the banner of the Human Emperor, the one who is destined by heaven..." Some ghosts turned their heads and looked at the huge Human Emperor Taoist giant who was like a black city wall in horror.

"Get up!" The other peacock with green feathers panicked and was about to help the colorful peacock up, but the next moment, he was shocked to find that his legs were also weak.

"boom!"

It was just as decisive and knelt down and kowtowed to Chen Xuan, its iron-like beak cracking directly, leaving a bloody mess.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Not just it, but the rest of the peacocks knelt simultaneously. Over a dozen heads turned in unison, facing Chen Xuan. Their movements were perfectly synchronized, as if sinful ministers were kneeling before an enthroned emperor. These dozen or so peacocks, each with a different feather, weren't at the same level as the multicolored peacock. Under the influence of the Human Emperor's Qi, they couldn't even speak, let alone resist.

"Bang bang bang!"

The heavy, much louder sound of the tiger cubs' kowtows echoed on Tiger Mountain.

"Is this really the arrival of the Holy Son of the Southern Wilderness?" All the ghosts and monsters stared blankly at this strange and extremely intimidating scene.

The local northern ghosts had expressions of both joy and fear, and immediately, they all focused their gazes on Chen Xuan's back.

The good news is that Chen Xuan, the fake "Holy Son of the Southern Wilderness", seems to be venting his anger for them?

What is frightening is that Chen Xuan is only a Taoist after all, and behind those foreign peacocks stands a big ghost of Dinglu, or maybe even more than one.

"Is this Holy Son of the Southern Wilderness really so powerful?" Some ghosts from the south who were not from other places felt a deep chill in their hearts.

More than a dozen Daozang-level ghosts from the Peacock Family couldn't even resist and simply knelt at Chen Xuan's feet. What would they do if it were them?

In the Daozang Realm, who else can be his opponent?

There really are those legendary saints and Taoist sons in the ancient Taoist temples and forbidden areas who have absolute and overwhelming dominance over those who practice Qi at the same level!

"Ah! My benefactor is so great! No, it's the Holy Son who is so great!" The little fox Bai Zi shouted, looking up at Chen Xuan beside him, clenching his fists, his eyes full of admiring little stars.

"This..." Brother Hu was extremely steady and felt something was wrong when he saw this, but no one in the Hu family was afraid of trouble or death. If Chen Xuan took action to punish them, they would just follow him!
"Bang!" The colorful peacock kowtowed, his skull shattered, and a bloody eyeball fell out. He howled miserably:
"Do you know that my father, the mountain master, is near the border of Tiger Mountain?"

Chen Xuan smiled when he heard this, and said lightly:

"If he's not here, you're already dead... Come out and speak, old peacock."

All the ghosts were startled by the sound. What was Chen Xuan going to do?
Chen Xuan waited for three breaths, and seeing no reaction from the people around him, his face suddenly turned cold. He raised a finger and dropped it suddenly.

The Human Emperor's Qi surged and rolled, and a faint black aura flowed out of his eyes, like floating black flames.

"Bang!"

A peacock suddenly raised its head high and slammed it down to the ground. Suddenly, the whole head exploded like a watermelon, blood and flesh splattered everywhere. The headless body fell to the ground with a thud and died.

"He directly killed the people from the Peacock family!" All the ghosts were shocked when they saw this, and they felt a chill above their necks.

"You..." The colorful peacock was horrified. Isn't he afraid of dying at the hands of the big monster in the cauldron by doing this?

"Hiss! As soon as Chen Xuan returns to the Southern Wilds, he's going on a killing spree."

In a patch of grass in the distance, the black cat that had just arrived quietly poked out its coal-like head and watched everything excitedly.

For most of the past six months, the Southern Wilderness has been as calm as a stagnant pool of water. For ten days or half a month, not a single ghost practicing Qi has died.

The black cat had nothing to do all day long and could only find a place to sleep. He was extremely bored.

But as soon as Chen Xuan came back today, she immediately sensed a thick deathly aura that covered the sky and pressed towards the land of Southern Wilderness.

"The great killer Chen Xuan is back. The good days for this queen are coming!" The black cat covered its mouth with its two plum-shaped paws and rejoiced secretly.

Chen Xuan stood in front of a group of peacocks, his fingers swiped over the peacock heads, and said with a smile:
"Who's next? Old Peacock, you don't want all your relatives and descendants to die, do you?"

There is no need to hesitate, just start killing. These ghosts coming from the south are absolutely malicious towards Hushan and others, and they seem to have ideas about him, so there is no need to hold back.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, a brilliant platinum light emanated from the eyes of the colorful peacock, and a majestic cauldron consciousness instantly poured into his mind.

"Stop!" The will of the Lord of Peacock Mountain came here through the white qi.

The Peacock Mountain Master took over the body of the colorful peacock and made a clear sound like the sound of a sword.

"Oh, old peacock, you want to die because you don't bow to me!" Chen Xuan saw this and thought to himself, as expected, the Lord of Peacock Mountain is secretly paying attention to the situation on Tiger Mountain.

"Arrogant! Let them go and I'll spare your life." The colorful peacock uttered threatening and impatient words.

"Oh... Old Peacock, it seems you are some distance away from Tiger Mountain and cannot arrive in time."

Chen Xuan responded, then turned to Sister Hu and said bluntly:
"Sister Tiger, I'll make peacock soup and peacock barbecue later."

A powerful cauldron can attract the bodies of cultivators with the same Qi from tens or hundreds of miles away. For some powerful cauldrons, this distance can even reach thousands of miles.

At that time, the powerful ascetic monk of the Hanging Temple was watching Chen Xuan from a distance of one or two thousand miles across the entire Red Crow City.

"you!"

The Peacock Mountain Lord paused when he heard the voice and remained silent for a few breaths, feeling threatened. Then, he said coldly:
"Your Highness, what brings you to see me?"

He bit the four words "Your Highness the Holy Son" very hard, as if he wanted to bite the broken beak of the colorful peacock into pieces.

Chen Xuan casually asked, "Aren't you going to Guyao Mountain? Why are you planning to go to Tiger Mountain?"

The Peacock Mountain Lord replied coldly, "It's shrouded in thick fog, a vast abyss stretching for tens of thousands of miles, unfathomable. Not even the shadow of [Guyao Mountain] is anywhere!"

Chen Xuan nodded and said, "So you couldn't get in, so you had to settle for the next best thing and chose to go north to the Southern Wasteland."

It seems that the group of big ghosts from the cauldrons in the south cannot use the abyss to enter [Guyao Mountain].

Moreover, they have confirmed that big monsters such as Lord Mountain King will not be able to return to the Southern Wilderness.

"Try to trick me?" Peacock Mountain Lord was furious upon hearing this. He gritted his teeth and said, "Human, I'm only a few hundred miles away from you! You'd better pray you don't kneel at my feet later!"

"Old Peacock, come if you have the guts. I will definitely send you to the underworld so that your family can be reunited!"

Chen Xuan hooked his fingers, and the colorful peacock's head suddenly rose up and fell heavily to the ground, exploding and blasting out a cloud of blood mist.

He showed no mercy and killed the people directly. The Peacock Family was determined to deal with Hushan.

If he hadn't happened to show up today, a tragedy would have been inevitable. The Nanhuanghushan sect was his staunch supporter, having helped him with many things, and their friendship was quite deep.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, platinum light shone in the eyes of the other peacocks. The Peacock Mountain Master tried to provoke the white energy again from a distance: "Stop!"

"Bang bang bang!"

In an instant, the remaining dozen or so peacock heads all fell down and shattered, forming bright pools of blood on the ground. The strong smell of blood instantly filled the air.

"Just come and find me, Hushan is waiting for you!" Chen Xuan said in a grim tone.

More than a dozen Daozang-level, headless peacock monsters fell in the golden-red blood, looking sad, beautiful, and weird.

"Wow!"

The Human Emperor was like a dark river of stars, passing over the heads of all the ghosts and monsters, sweeping away the souls and spirits from the remains of the Peacock.

"This..." All the ghosts present felt a chill in their hearts. The murderous nature of this Southern Wasteland Saint was...

Is it too heavy?
Chen Xuan turned his head and looked at the group of Hu family cubs who were also practicing Bai Qi.

"We..." Brother Hu's forehead was covered with cold sweat the size of soybeans. He said hurriedly, "The distance is too far. Besides, the Lord of Peacock Mountain has never hooked our white energy. It will be difficult for him to accurately sense the white energy in our bodies in a short time..."

"Wow!"

At the side, Aunt Fox, who was wearing a miko costume, suddenly offered a jade pendant, which shone with a clear cold light. She explained:

"This treasure, specially forged by my brother-in-law, can block the cauldron from drawing out the immortal energy."

Her brother-in-law is the three-tailed fox Bai Gan Gan, a master weapon refiner famous in the Southern Wilderness.

"Yeah." Chen Xuan nodded slightly, then turned to look at the other ghosts who were mourning in Tiger Mountain, his eyes fixed on them, his gaze as sharp as knives.

The meaning is clear.

The Lord of Peacock Mountain from Dinglu Realm will be here to kill us soon. Do you want to stay on Tiger Mountain?
"rumble……"

Suddenly, three-quarters of the ghosts scattered and fled madly down Tiger Mountain.

After just over ten breaths, there were only forty or fifty ghosts left on Tiger Mountain.

They are all blood relatives of the great monster Dinglu.

These strange-looking ghosts chose to stay. Some of them looked at Chen Xuan curiously, some sat on the rocks sighing, as if they were about to die. Some stared at Chen Xuan with piercing eyes...

"These are the descendants of Dinglu who are close to Lord Shanjun or Lady Shangui in the Southern Wilderness."

Chen Xuan took a quick look and saw a python with white scales like jade, a giant sika deer with green coral horns on its head... there were about twenty kinds of ghosts and monsters.

Every group of ghosts and monsters represents a powerful cauldron master.

But obviously, there couldn't be only a few dozen Dinglu ghost monsters in the northern part of the Southern Wilderness...

Although the Mountain Ghost Goddess left a group in Shangyang Cave Heaven, there are still many left.

You know, the northern part of the Southern Wilderness alone is as large as several Chu states.

But at this moment, the only ones who firmly chose to stay were these few Taoist ghosts and monsters... It can be seen from this that all the ghosts and monsters in the Southern Wilderness are in disarray.

But, presumably.

In the eyes of these ghosts who stayed behind, they acknowledged Chen Xuan's identity as the "Holy Son of the Southern Wilderness" and were expressing their attitude in silent silence.

"If I wish, I can command these ghosts to work to a certain extent... The cauldron ghost behind them can also be driven."

This thought flashed through Chen Xuan's mind...If there is a chance, Shanjun and the others must be rescued.

"Chen...Your Highness the Holy Son, we need to escape from Tiger Mountain and find a safe place to hide." The steady Tiger brother said in a low voice.

In the absence of all the big ghosts in Dinglu, only Chen Xuan, the human who possesses the token of the Mountain Ghost Goddess, is qualified to coordinate and command the ghosts of the same realm.

"..." Chen Xuan glanced at him, and then waved his hand at the ghosts that he was not familiar with, signaling them to leave and not to stay on the dangerous Tiger Mountain.

"Okay, let's dig up father's coffin and bury it somewhere else." Brother Hu thought of Chen Xuan and agreed with his suggestion to go down the mountain to take refuge.

Although they hadn't seen each other for more than half a year, Chen Xuan's strength was so strong that it was one level higher than theirs. But after all, he killed more than a dozen relatives and descendants of a Dinglu powerful man in one go.

The Lord of Peacock Mountain will soon descend upon Tiger Mountain with boundless rage.

"Let's keep the body of Mr. Tiger King buried underground. What if he becomes a god?" Chen Xuan said.

"Huh? You're not taking it away?" Brother Hu looked puzzled.

"Don't go."

Chen Xuan said calmly, "He's nothing more than a powerful cauldron master. Even if the Mountain King is gone, Tiger Mountain is still Tiger Mountain."

I have just attracted the will of the Lord of Peacock Mountain to descend and successfully gauged its strength.

He is much stronger than Taoist Liu and Taoist Zizhu of Zhi Country.

But compared to the Tiger King and Hua Liuli, these peak cauldrons, each of which has great divine power and unfathomable depth, are far inferior.

The ghosts from the Tiger and Fox families were all stunned upon hearing this. A powerful cauldron master... that's all? What kind of scary words were these?

Chen Xuan stretched out his palm and said to Brother Hu:

"Brother Tiger, please take out the treasure that Shanjun brought out. Let me check whether it's real..."

Although Lord Shanjun took the Mountain God Scroll, he disappeared.

But he brought back something even more useful.

If it is really related to [Guyao Mountain].

Hua Liuli, the master of the two worlds, can directly descend to the Southern Wilderness and use the Qingnang technique to take action.

……

……

Under the sky a hundred thousand miles away.

In the central area of the Southern Wilderness, there are countless mountains, each as high as the sky.

A group of crazy Taoist priests were lying or sprawling on the bluestones. There were bright white sun god patterns between their eyebrows, and their eyes were shining with brilliant gold, with fanatical looks.

A crazy Taoist priest stuck his head out from a high mountain, looked into the surging fog outside the mountain, and vaguely saw an endless black abyss.

"【Lord of the Two Realms】Hua Liuli was lured out of the market by Chen Xuan and killed..." the crazy Taoist turned around and said.

"[Wu Taotie] Qin Yu will arrive first, followed by [Wan Shi Zun]," a Taoist priest responded, sighing, "The rise of those few Fated Ones who escaped back then was terrifyingly fast."

"The stage built for them should now collapse." A crazy Taoist priest said sarcastically.

"[Wanshizun] is becoming increasingly difficult to deal with..."

"If he succeeds in ascending to godhood, he will be completely unstoppable... A true [Immortal Seed] will come and personally take him, the Chosen One."

“Who will take their place in the next era?”

"If [Extreme God] could escape into Yunmeng Prefecture, he would be a... Unfortunately, the [Six Desires Heavens] that he met on the road, who was suitable for alchemy, let Tongtian Taoist Temple take advantage of it." The crazy Taoist's eyes flashed with the light of the sun, and a sneering laugh came out of his mouth.

"..."

There was silence for a moment.

Suddenly, a Taoist priest sat up from the rock and asked doubtfully:

"What kind of weird thing is that Chen Xuan?"

"The one who deserved to die lived again."

A Taoist priest sneered, "Those sick Taoist priests from the [Small Plague Mansion] took the [Human Emperor Banner] and tested him."

"But someone had already tampered with him. The [Small Underworld], [Mountain Ghost], and [Candle Dragon] are between these three."

The head of a mad Taoist priest rolled to the ground. He picked it up, put it on his neck, and continued to interrupt with a sinister smile:

"The [Minor Underworld] controls fate and investigates everything. Chen Xuan's resurrection might be their doing... The Mountain Ghost Lady's territory in this life is in the Southern Wilderness. She'll notice it instantly..."

Someone in the world is going to die.

The underworld will be the first to notice.

"Adding the [Little Plague Mansion] that snatched food from the tiger's mouth halfway, there are four forces in total."

"There is also a fifth force."

"The force behind [Yellow Millet Dream] hasn't revealed itself yet. They must have been trying to warn Chen Xuan, but someone managed to interrupt them."

A mad Taoist priest stood up from the rocks, made a face, laughed pityingly, and said firmly:
"So, whoever seduces Wang Chan is the one who wants to harm Chen Xuan the most!"

"Everyone is waiting for the day when Chen Xuan becomes the cauldron master..."

"..."

The clouds roll and unfold.

According to legend, Xiao Qingtian, who refined the world's first elixir of destiny, had already entered the Southern Wilderness and waited for a long time.

Throughout the ages, over millions of years, how many people with destiny have been able to escape the control of the great masters in a world with extraordinary powers?
There are only a handful of them!

……

……

On top of Tiger Mountain.

Chen Xuan took the item from Brother Hu, turned it over in his palm, examined it carefully, and asked in confusion:

"What is this, a broken stone? There are words on it..."

An ordinary green stone, cool to the touch, emitting a faint green glow, its surface seemed to be scratched by a tiger's claws, with four scrawled characters in a flamboyant and elegant style.

"Don't come in!"

Chen Xuan frowned and read out the words. These words seemed to have been carved out in a hurry under extremely urgent circumstances, with traces of blood, as if issuing a serious warning.

Where not to go?
Guyao Mountain?
Or is it the abyss of white fog that appeared in the central area of the Southern Wilderness?

Chen Xuan thought for a moment, looked at the tiger cubs, and asked:
"Is this the handwriting of Lord Shanjun?"

In the distant sky, the cry of a peacock was heard, carrying anger, approaching.

(End of this chapter)