Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 415 Deva Continent

West Sea, Mount Dapei.

The wind howled and the air was thick with heat. This place had been bombarded by lightning and fire, causing islands to sink and mountains to collapse. Purple lightning and black fire intertwined like combs, turning the sea upside down and creating a scene of chaos.

In the cave dwelling of the half-destroyed spiritual mountain, dark energy was brewing. A burly man wearing heavy maroon armor suddenly stood up, stepped out, and looked into the distance. He saw a line of purple lightning rushing towards him, followed by rolling thunder.

'Damn it, why is it this person?'

Mu Wude's expression changed, turning somewhat dark. The four-winged serpent carving on his armor dimmed a bit. But he couldn't care less about anything else at the moment. He stepped forward and saw that the great man had already descended from the clouds.

Purple lightning flashed and dragon might surged. The opponent displayed his martial prowess without any restraint, suppressing Mu Wude's aura to the lowest level. The Martial Flame Demon King hurriedly stepped forward and bowed in submission.

"Your subject Wu Yan greets Your Majesty."

He raised his head slightly, trying to discern the other person's expression, but he couldn't see it clearly. It seemed as if the other person was shrouded in a dark light. Instead, his probing action caused a backlash, his blood vessels trembled, and his aura became unstable.

Mu Wude hurriedly lowered his head even further, showing no trace of his former power, and only then did he realize that the backlash had dissipated.

'This is the wondrous power of Haidu. He has officially become the master of Tianchi, holding a position equal to that of the lords of Tianhui and Mingyun.'

With just a slight perception, Mu Wude knew the source of this wonder, and as a dragon-serpent born from the Mingze, he had no ability to resist.

Xu Xuan paced slowly without speaking. After a short while, he chuckled softly:
"Get up. I thought Fellow Daoist Wu Yan no longer recognized me, Ming Ze. Seeing you today, I realize you still care. It was I who failed to distinguish between the loyal and the virtuous."

Wu Yan did not get up, but instead lowered his head even further.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I need to nourish my evil spirits to cultivate my supernatural powers. Mount Dapei suffered from the battle years ago and I need to use my supernatural powers to repair it. I cannot escape."

Xu Xuan remained silent, instead silently sensing Wu Yan's supernatural abilities. This demon also cultivated the "Dry Yang" path, yet he had never clashed with him.

His eyes flashed with purple lightning. When he looked again, he saw layers of dark energy surrounding a black sun, but the interior was empty, with only layers of dark halos scattering black light.

'This is a solar halo, representing the position of a subject. Yang Yuanyi's creation, however, is a real black sun, representing the position of the ruler. A king cannot meet another king; no wonder it clashes with my position.'

With a little probing, he discerned the key to Wu Yan's extraordinary abilities: he only cultivated the aura, not the true form, which was meant to protect and support him, placing him in the position of a subject.

“I have not come to accuse you.”

Xu Xuan slowly paced around Wu Yan, while the Ming Snake Purple Mansion remained bowed to the ground, making it impossible to discern its expression.

"Now that Tianchi has been established and Haidu has been rebuilt, the scene of the destruction of Xiyang is still vivid in my mind. I have come here today to see the old land of my former clan. It is just a passing by."

'Perfect timing! What a coincidence! They clearly targeted this spot.'

Wu Yan decided to play dumb. What he feared most right now was that the Dragon King would use Mingze's orders to transfer him back to Tianchi, at which point he would be completely exposed to the Dragon Court's sight.

Adult matters too
The mere thought sent a chill down his spine, and he quickly changed the subject, agreeing in a low voice.

"The Western Dragon Clan perished very early and had a short lifespan. We only know that this Dragon Lord was honored with the title [Tianyan] and held the position of True Fire Attendant. Our Dragon Court has no records of him."

Xu Xuan listened silently. The title of this Dragon Lord, [Tianyan], aroused some suspicion in his heart. He simply asked:

"Is this also true of the Heavenly Rank, the one who holds the Spirit Thunder position in the East Sea?"

Mu Wude's expression changed slightly, as if he was somewhat embarrassed and unwilling to mention this lord, but now that the Dragon King of the Netherworld had asked, he had no choice but to answer.

"Indeed, starting with the heavens and ending with the boat, this is the way of the great man who occupies the highest position."

Seeing that he looked up, his face dark and extremely solemn, Xu Xuan was certain that what Mu Wude had said was true, but still smiled and said:

"You seem to know quite a bit about this. Why does that esteemed figure from the Hanshui Dao sect use 'Yuan' as his courtesy name?"

"This cannot be spoken of, it cannot be spoken of. That being was originally also a Heavenly One, but..."

If Mu Wude were to be subjected to such immense pressure at this moment, he would collapse to the ground, barely able to maintain his human form. Dark red snake scales would sprout from his face, and his flesh would twist and change beneath his armor, merging with the dark energy.

"If you don't want to talk about it, then forget it."

Xu Xuan had already gained some knowledge by learning that the Spirit Thunder Dragon Lord was honored with the title "Heavenly Boat." However, there seemed to be some taboo surrounding the title "Yuan Han," which ordinary fish-like creatures were not allowed to discuss.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty."

Mu Wude's supernatural powers gradually coalesced, his flesh and blood were reshaped, and the snake scales on his face gradually disappeared. When he raised his head again, he saw that the figure of the Mingdu Dragon King had disappeared.

The waves surged, the blue clouds parted, a ray of golden light dissipated and disappeared without a trace, and golden-patterned black feathers fell from the clouds, melting into the water.

'This is the escape technique of the Great Sage Tai Cang.'

Mu Wude lowered his gaze slightly and slowly stood up. Talking to this Dragon King was really dangerous. It involved the Dragon King's great secrets. How could someone of his lowly bloodline possibly be able to peek into them?

However, Mu Youdu's actions were far faster than he had imagined. According to his calculations, it would take at least ten years to pacify Tianchi, which would be at least ten years later.

With many plans disrupted, he was even more afraid of being transferred to Renhai to receive orders, so he naturally avoided this ominous star as soon as possible.
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maritime.

The light of the Yang polarity shines through, this light is born from the sun's extreme position and is formed by the universal illumination of the heavens. One can escape as if one were in the light of the heavens, which is the secret of the [Tianpeng Yang Polarity Escape Technique].

Xu Xuan parted the clouds and instantly left Mount Dapei. He had traveled an unknown distance, and even the Purple Mansion could hardly track him.

'It shouldn't be the Golden Elixir.'

He now has some guesses that the Jiaoyang Bone that Mu Wude is tainted with is probably not at the Golden Core level, but at most at the Purple Mansion level. This was also the judgment he made based on the reaction of the pure energy.

'The drop of blood within Yang Yuanyi's body, and the bone in the Demon Refining Tower, might share a common origin—the work of Yang Gu.'

Xu Xuan made a judgment: Mu Wude's appearance was the result of negotiations between the Mingyun lineage and the Golden Crow, and this piece of black bone was naturally under the control of the Golden Crow.

The Song family once served as officials in the Xia Dynasty, so it's plausible that they had a secret relationship with the Golden Crow and were behind the scenes influencing the situation.

If we follow this line of reasoning, the demons in the Demon Refining Tower probably already had their fates decided, and Tian Tuo should be the prey of the East Sea Dragon.

East China Sea
Xu Xuan began to speculate. It seemed that Dongfang Guangxu was captured and taken to the Dao Realm because of Donghua's connection, and there has been no news of the disappearance of this dragon seed from the East Sea.

They probably thought Donghua still had some tricks up his sleeve, and the dragons were already in a bind because of this. Haoxuan Dragon King's departure was also a signal.

He then perused the secret scrolls of the Mingze, carefully searching for records about the two Dragon Lords of the East Sea, but found only one sentence that vaguely mentioned them.

"The dragon can be large or small, can rise or hide, soaring through the universe, its power lies in the thunder, and its merit lies in the vast waters."

Xu Xuan's heart stirred. Spiritual lightning was mostly found in the East Sea, and the Purple Mansion of this path was exclusively possessed by dragons, with few rumors about it.

However, it seems that all the characteristics of this thunderbolt are contained within it.

The Dao of She, Xiao, Shen, and Zhen all have the wonder of responding to the heaven and earth through the inner vision of the human body. Among them, Xiao Lei is the most comprehensive, while Ling Lei is the one that isolates and inwards.

Soaring through the universe, success lies in spiritual thunder.

Xu Xuan pondered the meaning of the words silently, but found it difficult to understand. He had obtained a "Crimson Chaos Realm Lock Scripture" in his early years, which was also extremely obscure and difficult to understand. No one in the sect had been able to cultivate it in all these years. The foundation for immortality was the "Piercing Void Lock".

'To perfect the Thunder Formation, one more Purple Mansion Spirit Thunder is needed.'

He temporarily suppressed this thought, as there was still some time left in the human realm. This would allow him to go to the Milk Sea earlier, under the guise of healing his injuries with water, and thus have some interaction with the human body. However, he genuinely needed the water, as there were no famous alchemists or pharmacists in the South Sea. Some, upon hearing that it involved dragon offspring, had already retreated. He couldn't find a suitable one, and his internal injuries would need to heal themselves over many years.

An even simpler method is to go to the Holy Land of Universal Salvation and seek an audience with the True Man Miaolin, who cultivates to transform into water and naturally possesses the ability to heal wounds.

Xu Xuan pondered for a while but still did not enter. He sent someone to inquire and learned that this Master Miaolin never left the sacred land.

Xu Xuan still had some reservations about the fact that this path contained the Golden Elixir of Water Transformation, and was unwilling to expose it directly to the True Lord's sight, for fear that something might be discovered.

Regarding the matter of healing, it is absolutely forbidden to let the True Man Miaolin observe the internal phenomena.

At this moment, he used the Heavenly Roc to fly away at lightning speed.

After traveling for a long time, crossing layers of deep blue seawater, they finally saw a vast expanse of land, hanging alone in the sea, with black fire burning and explosions booming everywhere.

This continent is quite vast, with no soil on land, covered by layers of frost-white salt crust. Black fire emerges from the cracks, taking no shape, and is of the nature of restless, extreme fire, which is difficult even for cultivators of this path to wield.

On the sea beyond the continent, a black wooden treasure ship sailed in from afar, carrying many people from uncivilized lands, whose clothing was vastly different from that of the foreign country.

These people were performing a ritual on the ship, seemingly possessing magical powers, though they were not of the immortal path, with the highest level being the peak of Qi Refining.

Xu Xuan's heart stirred. He headed towards the direction of the Great Yan Milk Sea according to the general records. The general direction was naturally correct. He just needed to bypass this place and continue forward.

The sight of this rising black flame on the isolated island covered in salt crust stirred some doubts in his heart.

'The strange phenomena here are likely left behind by a Golden Core cultivator; even a Purple Mansion cultivator doesn't possess such power.'

He concealed himself and silently watched the black wooden treasure ship. At this moment, a tall, thin man emerged, surrounded by a large group of Indians.

This person had the appearance of a young man, and wore a blue Daoist robe, which was the attire of the Great Li Immortal Path. He was at the Foundation Establishment stage and seemed to be the leader.

The barbarians chattered away for a while, then the man gave a shout, subtly activating his immortal foundation. Black flames rose and exploded, and the barbarians all knelt down in worship, as if they were worshipping a god.

This man was imposing and awe-inspiring, cultivating the rare ultimate fire technique. However, his foundation was weak and his immortal foundation unstable, making him worlds apart from Liang Yong.

On the deck of the black wooden treasure ship, the many foreigners who were kneeling and worshipping the gods suddenly stopped what they were doing, their eyes filled with panic, unable to move.

The man in the green robe frowned slightly. It seemed that these barbarians were disobedient again, so he tried to activate his immortal foundation again, but there was no response.

The most violent fire was now tamed, like a stagnant pool, without the slightest ripple.

'This is.'

He slowly turned around and saw a man in purple robes looking at him with a smile. The man's supernatural powers were dazzling and his aura was magnificent. He was clearly a Purple Palace cultivator.

The man in the green robe's knees buckled, and he knelt down as if boneless, prostrating himself on the ground, shouting:

"I, Gao Chan, pay my respects to the True Man."

He spoke in Dali Mandarin, which the foreigners on the ship couldn't understand. They looked at each other in confusion, but then they saw the man in purple gently press down on their god's shoulder and lift him up slightly.

The two vanished in an instant, leaving behind only a group of bewildered foreigners on the ship.

cloud.

Gao Chan felt the surrounding scenery blur and he was lifted into the sky. He knelt down again, looked at the official in front of him, and dared not say a word. His heart was about to jump into his throat, but he swallowed it back down.

"You are a citizen of my Great Li? How did you end up here overseas?"

Xu Xuan, with a gentle and pleasant expression, concealed his demonic nature and appeared as a highly respected immortal cultivator.

Upon hearing this, Gao Chan immediately raised her head, her face showing some sorrow.

“Reporting to the True Man, when I was young, I came to the sea with my master to make a living. He was also a Foundation Establishment cultivator. He would collect rare spiritual items on the edge of Sindhu and send them to Li Kingdom to earn a small profit.”

"Later, a battle broke out near Sindhu. The peacock fought with the monk, which affected the entire sea. My master perished, leaving me in this sea."

He spoke fluently and sincerely, with two lines of tears streaming down his face.

"Do you know that the Purple Mansion Divine Power can read minds?"

Xu Xuan still smiled as he spoke these words, but Gao Chan's face turned deathly pale. She collapsed on the cloud, her voice trembling as she said:

"Please forgive me, sir. Most of what I said is true; I only made a few corrections."

Xu Xuan simply waved his hand and shook his head, saying:

"But I do not know this skill."

Gao Chan's expression eased slightly, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Some thoughts arose in her mind, but she saw a pair of dark eyes looking at her coldly.

'Oh no, they tricked me!'

He dared not entertain any further thoughts, nor did he consider whether the other party could truly read minds. He knelt in submission atop the clouds, listening to the immortal laugh:
"Where is this place? Tell me in detail."

A burst of magical power lifted Gao Chan into the air. Xu Xuan exhaled lightly, activating the power of thunder, which allowed the magical power within Gao Chan's body to circulate smoothly, eliminating many hidden dangers.

Gao Chan's eyes lit up. Having received the benefit, and even more frightened by the unpredictable supernatural power, she dared not hide anything and spoke out like beans spilling from a bamboo tube:
"Reporting to Your Excellency, this place is called [Deva Continent]. It was once part of India, but after being broken up, it drifted into the sea. Further west is the [Great Flame Milk Sea], which was once a fiery cave of the Dragon Palace."

Hearing that the Great Yan Milk Sea was not far away, Xu Xuan felt a little more at ease. Since the location was correct, he could go and investigate in advance.

"What kind of treatment did this continent suffer to become what it is today?"

"According to the legends of Sindhu, there must have been an extremely powerful treasure in ancient times that caused fire to spread throughout the Western Sea, which led to the collapse of the continent of Tipo."

Gao Chan seemed to know a lot about India, and immediately explained the reason, which made Xu Xuan's heart stir.

Such rumors must have some basis. Since the fire element in Sindhu is extremely strong, there must have been great figures in ancient times who possessed this skill, and they might even have had related magical treasures.

"What kind of treasure is it?"

"I've heard it's called the [Beast Lord], a treasure that emerged from the fire. Ancient immortal cultivators have searched for it, but to no avail."

Gao Chan spoke with extreme respect, feeling as if her life and death depended on the other party's decision.

Xu Xuan frowned slightly. Most of the fire was beast flames, and this treasure was called the "Beast Lord," which was also traceable.

"If we want to go to the Great Yan Milk Sea, which way should we go?"

Xu Xuan didn't want to discuss Foundation Establishment any further. After asking for directions and confirming that there was no problem, he rewarded Xu Xuan with several magical artifacts and elixirs, all of which were valuable items for Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Gao Chan's eyes lit up. After receiving the items, he hurriedly knelt down to express his gratitude. The figure of the immortal was nowhere to be seen. He looked at the magical artifacts and elixirs in his hands, and his breathing became rapid.

'What brings the Great Li Immortal here?'

Without further thought, he rode the wind down and returned to the black wooden treasure ship, where the barbarians began to celebrate his return with cheers that never ceased.

(End of this chapter)