Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 357 True Monarch of the Crimson Sea Enters the Secret Realm of the Sun (4000)

"Qin Yuyao?"

Chen Zijing gazed in the direction the young man had gone.

He knew that this female disciple of the Daoist lineage had entered the sect at the same time as his own prodigy. She was an undercover agent of the Qingyang Sect and should have been executed before the Tai Ri Daoist lineage, but was saved by his own disciple.

Afterwards, he disappeared from the sect's sphere of influence under the guise of traveling.

'Yuan Zhu is still too sentimental.'

Chen Zijing sighed inwardly.

He's just an undercover traitor; whether he's dead or escaped, why bother paying him any attention?

His spiritual senses surged and reached into the storage bag in his palm.

boom!
Piles of jade slips and neatly arranged ancient books.

Chen Zijing was deeply shaken. There were so many scriptures; these were spoils of war obtained only after breaking through several Taoist traditions.

However, his attention was quickly drawn away from the scriptures and to the stone box placed in the very center.

The stone box is simple and unadorned, with densely engraved patterns on it, exuding a mysterious and intense aura.

The moment he sensed this aura, a complex expression appeared on Chen Zijing's face, and he whispered:
"A malevolent aura?"

……

The main vein of Zhuoyang is a treasure trove.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood in front of the jade platform, looking at the stone box placed on it.

He stretched out his palm and took the stone box.

Click!

The stone box was opened, and pitch-black clouds surged out, burning like flames, exuding negative auras such as resentment, yin energy, and murderous intent.

However, no matter how turbulent the negative atmosphere may be, it was firmly contained within a three-foot radius.

boom!
The stone box closed, and the negative energy that had spread out was absorbed by the young man's eyes, transforming into resources for his Eyes of Annihilation.

The treasure vault returned to its former tranquility.

Zhang Yuanzhu held the stone box in his hand and nodded in satisfaction.

The solitary Yin energy is ultimately a Yin-attribute evil energy, which is unsuitable for Taoist cultivation methods.

It's actually better to leave the volcanic miasma within the sect.

Lost in thought, he put the stone box into his bosom.

Then, he strode away from the treasure vault and headed towards the mountainside.

Soon, a flowerbed came into view, where the once-blooming flowers had withered and fallen to the ground.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood before the flowerbed, gazing at the dust-covered cave, his double pupils deep and unfathomable.

The next moment, he stepped inside.

Arriving at the cave entrance, he extended his hand.

Stab it!

A layer of stone was cut away from the gate.

The young man lowered his gaze, looking at the stone powder in his palm, sensing the familiar energy within it, and murmured to himself:
'Find the trail!'

In an instant, I was moved and looked eastward, to a place so far away that it was unimaginable, where that person still existed.

Zhang Yuanzhu's lips curled up, and the stone powder in his palm slid down.

He turned and walked towards the mountaintop, his barely audible voice drifting in the air.

"It's good that you're alive!"

Returning to the summit of Mount Tai, he leaped onto the deck and steered the warship away from the main ridge.

The warship soared through the sky, speeding towards the Blood Sea Dao Vein.

He stood at the bow of the ship, took out the stone box containing the solitary Yin energy from his bosom, opened it a crack, and carefully began to comprehend the laws and principles contained within the Yin energy.

Time flows like water, regardless of day or night.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and a vast, blood-red mountain appeared in front of the warship.

The sacred mountain connects heaven and earth, stretching across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. The blood-red sea flows across the land, like a bright red ribbon, encircling the mountain.

Zhang Yuanzhu put away the stone box in his hand, raised his head, revealing a pair of pitch-black eyes, and exuded a demonic aura.

However, this demonic aura, along with the dark light in his eyes, quickly dissipated, and he returned to normal.

At this moment, with the arrival of the young man, a blood-red shadow flew out from the Divine Mountain and hovered in front of the warship.

It was a woman dressed in a blood-red dress, with a cold and aloof face. The blood-red dress billowed in the wind, exuding a chilling aura.

She was the woman representing the Blood Sea lineage at the Bronze Hall meeting.

What brings you here, sir?

"Can the Tai Ri Secret Realm be opened now?"

Zhang Yuanzhu was direct and straightforward, without the slightest hint of tact.

The woman in the blood-red dress remained silent, then turned to look at Shenyue, as if receiving some instruction, and responded:

"Yes, Your Excellency may enter today if you wish."

"That's the best way."

Zhang Yuanzhu rested his arm on the long ruler, looking serious.

"Please come with me."

The woman turned around, transformed into a rainbow of light, and vanished into the crimson divine mountain.

Zhang Yuanzhu stowed his warship and followed closely behind.

The two landed on the mountainside, one after the other.

It was a vast plaza, paved with crimson spirit ore, stretching for dozens of miles.

Figures draped in gray robes, black robes, and blood-red robes moved about among them.

However, every cultivator from the Blood Sea Dao Cultivation lineage who walked along couldn't help but turn their gaze to the golden ball of light floating in the sky.

The dazzling light illuminated the mountains, rivers, lava, wild beasts, and spirits, creating a scene resembling a different world.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood beneath the golden light, carefully examining the secret realm, his brows gradually furrowing.

The Tai Ri Secret Realm seems to have shrunk considerably.

The woman in the blood-red dress raised her hand, pointed at the ball of light, and said in a cold voice:
"The Tai Ri Secret Realm was destroyed by the Golden Core True Monarch, who used three-quarters of it for other purposes. This is the remaining quarter. If you are willing to wait, the secret realm will be complete again in three years."

"If you are unwilling to wait, you will have no choice but to enter this dilapidated secret realm."

Zhang Yuanzhu remained silent, tilting his head slightly to give the woman a deep look.

The original promise wasn't like this; we were to enter a dilapidated secret realm.

"Let's make do with this dilapidated secret realm."

"it is good."

The woman spoke, and a spell was cast.

thump~
The piercing sound of bells echoed throughout the square.

One after another, cultivators draped in blood-red robes gathered from all directions, like streams flowing into the sea.

Soon, the area below the secret realm was filled with cultivators of the Blood Sea Dao Vein.

These cultivators gazed intently at the Heavenly Secret Realm, then looked warily at the crimson figure beside the woman.

The woman in the blood-red dress nodded slightly upon seeing the group of cultivators gathering, and then explained:
"The secret realm is precious. My disciples will enter with you. If we encounter each other, please look after us."

"By the way, the Black Horn and Azure Cloud lineages have been destroyed, and many disciples and elders have been thrown into the secret realm. You can kill them at will."

A cool, clear voice traveled between the two.

Zhang Yuanzhu did not respond, but simply stared indifferently at the secret realm in the sky.

You're being a bit long-winded!

The woman in the blood-red dress paused slightly in her hand gestures, looking at the young man with some surprise.

Since she became a Ning Sha Zhenren, how long has it been since anyone spoke to her like this?

You must understand, she is no ordinary Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.

Having taken several steps into this realm, he is now among the highest levels of the Daoist lineage.

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were icy, the fragment of the Myriad Dragon Bell in his arms shimmering, and he spoke again:
"Enough with the nonsense, let's open the secret realm."

At this moment, the woman in the blood-red dress regained her composure. Her red lips curved into a smile, and her cold expression faded, replaced by a touch of allure.

"Your Excellency is quite interesting, but do not forget that this is the Blood Sea Dao Vein, not Tai Ri, and it has a Golden Core True Monarch presiding over it."

Zhang Yuanzhu withdrew his gaze from the secret realm, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the woman.

"Don't forget, I'm not a Qi Refining Level 6 cultivator from over ten years ago, but a Foundation Establishment Level 5 cultivator. What I could do over ten years ago, I can only do better now."

Of the five remaining major lineages in Immortal Soldier Valley, the one he hated the most was undoubtedly the Blood Sea lineage. Back in the shared region, this lineage had cast its vote to kill him.

It's a matter of life and death, how could I forget?

The moment those words were spoken, the square fell silent, the silence growing ever more oppressive with the passage of time. The woman in the blood-red dress had a deep, unsettling gaze, and her mind grew increasingly cautious.

She wasn't stupid; she naturally understood that the young man's recklessness meant he must have some hidden trump card.

"hehe!"

The woman chuckled softly.

He formed hand seals, unleashing a series of magic handprints. The celestial light cluster trembled, and strands of golden light descended, transforming into a ten-zhang-long gate of light.

"Please come, my peerless genius from Immortal Soldier Valley."

Zhang Yuanzhu rested his arm on the measuring ruler, his eyes deep as he carefully examined the light gate.

After a moment, confirming that there were no problems, I took a step and entered the secret realm.

At this moment, the smile on the woman in the blood-red dress vanished, replaced by coldness, as she scanned the surrounding cultivators:

"Entering the secret realm is a matter of life and death for the individual; this is an ancient rule of our sect. Even we will not interfere. You should make your choice carefully."

The Tai Ri Secret Realm is different from the Beast Taming Secret that was opened last time; it is more violent and ferocious.

Not to mention, just now we also encountered a prodigy who had some aversion to the Daoist tradition.

"Grandmaster, we are aware."

"How could we miss such an opportunity?"

"If that person is here, I'd better not go in."

Some strode forward and entered the secret realm; others, however, left directly.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, only the woman remained in the square.

She gazed at the portal of light before her, flicked her sleeves, and the entrance to the secret realm vanished.

Then, with a respectful expression, he looked at the empty space to the side, bowed, and knelt down.

"Disciple Xueyu pays respects to True Lord Chiming, wishing you attain the Great Dao and live a long and prosperous life."

"Eternal life?"

"Ha! At most, after a few years, one will turn to ashes and disappear. How can one achieve immortality?"

The voice was calm, without a trace of emotion.

However, the information revealed was enough to shake the Ancient Cliff Mountain: a Golden Core True Monarch was about to perish and turn to dust.

The woman in the blood-red dress lowered her head even further, not daring to look up even though there was still no one in front of her.

"Your courage is far inferior to that junior's. I'm afraid it won't be long before he leaves you far behind."

“True Lord, I have already condensed the third level of Qi. Even a genius like that person would not be able to catch up with me in less than fifty years.”

The woman couldn't help but retort, "Anyone who can step into the Condensing Qi Realm is a genius or a prodigy, and naturally they all have a certain arrogance."

She acknowledged that Zhang Yuanzhu possessed extraordinary talent, but said that it would take him a considerable amount of time to surpass her in terms of artistic level.

A hoarse laugh escaped, sounding like a sigh or a lament.

"The sect has indeed declined over the past few hundred years. There are only two outstanding individuals left. One left just after entering the Condensation Realm, and the other was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, which is why you are so narrow-minded."

He paused, then his voice regained its calmness, and he commanded:

"Once Zhang Yuanzhu leaves the secret realm, I will select a malevolent weapon from the Daoist Treasury and present it to him to resolve our grievances."

The words were carried on the wind, and then there was no further sound.

Only the woman bowed her head, her beautiful figure remaining motionless.

After an unknown amount of time, she slowly got up, her eyes filled with sorrow.

Even if they seized the Tai Ri Secret Realm and retrieved its treasures, they still could not save their own True Lord's life.

Without protection, how can the lineages and sects move forward?
At this moment, even though the woman was a powerful expert in the Condensation Realm, she was at a loss and confused.

the other side.

Tai Ri Secret Realm.

A crimson figure appeared and scanned the surroundings.

As far as the eye could see, there was only crimson lava, and even the air was filled with the smell of sulfur.

Zhang Yuanzhu observed quietly without making any unnecessary movements.

I don't know how much time has passed, I whisper:

"The spiritual energy is abundant, but it was violent in the past and leaned towards the fire element."

Such a place is undoubtedly a treasure for fire cultivators, but it is not so friendly to cultivators who practice other techniques.

Fortunately
Zhang Yuanzhu's lips curled up, and in the blink of an eye, the spiritual platform in his dantian transformed from purple to crimson gold.

A fiery, explosive aura surged forth.

In an instant, countless streams of spiritual energy surged forth, transforming into a storm, with magma churning and surging.

His cultivation level began to improve at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Roar!
With a roar, millions of tons of lava were thrown up, turning into a pillar of fire that crashed into the sky.

Zhang Yuanzhu lowered his head, his gaze passing over the pillar of fire and looking at the lava.

"Demon?"

Raise your arm and spread your fingers.

Just press it down gently!
Boom!

The towering column of lava exploded, turning into a rain of fire.

The immense power pressed down the magma, revealing a crimson monster.

It was a monstrous beast with crimson scales and eight arms, strange and ferocious, its blood-red eyes filled with madness.

The monster struggled and roared, but was firmly fixed to the lava, unable to move forward or backward.

"A Foundation Establishment Level 7 demon beast, but it doesn't seem to have much intelligence."

Zhang Yuanzhu slowly clenched his five fingers.

Click!Click!
Scales shattered, bones broke, blood flowed, and then all was evaporated by the lava.

Finally, it turned into a pile of minced meat and was put into a storage bag.

This formidable monster was crushed to death with a single blow, its flesh and blood becoming provisions for their journey.

Zhang Yuanzhu placed his palm on the measuring ruler, descended onto the lava, and stepped forward.

Streams of spiritual energy surged in from the sky and lava, continuously enhancing cultivation.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
The young man stepped forward through the lava, and all he could see was red lava.

This is a world made of lava.

Zhang Yuanzhu frowned slightly. What precious treasures could there be in such an environment? The most advantageous thing was actually the special environment.

His steps were slow, yet his speed was extremely fast, as he searched around while simultaneously improving his cultivation.

As they moved forward, one monster after another was found and slaughtered; there was no one who could stand against them.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Half an hour!

One hour!

Until the third hour, Zhang Yuanzhu suddenly stopped and looked ahead at the crimson clouds that appeared at the edge of the sky.

"This is."

The young man's eyes widened in surprise; it wasn't mist, but a demon.

"Fire Spirit!"

He once killed one of these naturally born demons at the border, and its spirit core became nourishment for his journey.

Without the slightest hesitation, he transformed into a rainbow of light and instantly arrived before the clouds and mist.

A cloud, yet it possesses eyes, containing madness and chaos.

Roar!
The fire spirit roared, revealing its ferocity and madness.

The clouds twisted and turned into a gigantic claw that blotted out the sky, slamming down.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood with a ruler slung over his shoulder, staring directly into those confused eyes, as if he had gained some insight.

Even these naturally born demons cannot maintain their intelligence?

This secret realm makes no attempt to conceal its malice towards the demonic beasts.

Or rather, this applies to both the Beast Taming Realm and the Sun God Realm.

As for the attack by the ninth-level Foundation Establishment Fire Spirit.

Ah!
What if it's twice as strong?

In the blink of an eye, layers of crimson-gold halos emerged from his body, rising and falling, making him appear like a deity descending to earth.

Ignoring the giant hand that was slamming down, it strode forward, its divine power magnificent.

(End of this chapter)