Under One Person, Golden Light Transforms into God

Seemingly amused by his own sudden thought, Zhao Fangxu chuckled and muttered, "Have alien monsters invaded Earth?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his smile vanished, and he felt as if he wanted to cry but couldn't.

Six years ago, the fifteen-year-old Master Huaidan displayed Taoist supernatural powers in the battle to wipe out the Medicine Immortal Society.

Zhao Fangxu thought that was unbelievable, but he never expected that there would be an even more outrageous scene today.

He didn't know what a corpse demon was.

I don't know what the true form of the demon is.

He only knew one very simple unit conversion.

Ten zhang is equal to thirty-three meters, a distance that professional runners can cover in just a few seconds.

It may seem like a trivial length, but if it stands upright on the ground, it takes on a different meaning.

Ten zhang is equivalent to a dozen or so stories high.

The largest creature that has evolved naturally on this planet is only ten zhang tall.

Even the 'real' alien monsters are only 67 meters tall.

Even such a divine being was reduced to dust by Zhang Huaidan.

Zhao Fangxu even had a deep doubt: had Zhang Huaidan used all his strength to kill the master of this forbidden area?
“Master Huaidan, if the master of that forbidden land is a god or monster, then what kind of monster are you who killed him?”

Zhao Fangxu's voice was like a dream, and the enlarged picture, with its many scars, was stimulating his eyes.

A giant ten feet tall, using only flesh and blood, how many in this vast world of supernatural beings could possibly defeat him?

'call! '

Zhao Fangxu let out a long sigh of relief. He hadn't witnessed it himself, and he was grateful for it.

Otherwise, witnessing such a battle, he could hardly imagine what he would feel at that moment.

The joke from earlier and Hei Guan'er's reaction were still vivid in his mind; they couldn't escape his eyes.

If he really decides to deal with Huai Dan Zhenren, Hei Guan'er will probably sever ties with the company immediately.

That reverence for Zhang Huaidan had long been deeply ingrained in the soul of that black-haired man!

"An incredible real person!"

Many thoughts, in the end, all came together to form this sentence.

Those who hear it for the first time may think it's just empty talk, but the more they understand it, the more they will find it to be true and incredible!

"Director Zhao."

Zhao Fangxu's mind wavered.

The assistant knocked on the door.

Zhao Fangxu took the document, temporarily pulling his mind away from Zhang Huaidan. He quickly glanced at it, his brows furrowing.

"Nathan Island?"

……

White Bone Ridge.

Under the dark night sky, a coffin, as black as ink, stood out abruptly in the center of the open space, with two strange people from the Corpse-Driving Clan guarding it from a distance.

With Jiang Fan's demise, the yin energy that had never dissipated for hundreds of years began to gradually dissipate.

A concentration of yin energy ten times higher than the outside concentration is not a normal thing.

One of the reasons is Jiang Fan. As a corpse demon, he naturally has the effect of gathering yin energy, just as heaven and earth constantly influence the living beings living in them.

These creatures can also change nature through wisdom and power.

In addition, the Taiyin Jade Marrow Coffin also played a crucial role; without this precious coffin, the Yin energy in White Bone Ridge would not have been so astonishing.

But all of that is in the past.

After dealing with Jiang Fan, Zhang Huaidan immediately used the Jade Marrow Coffin to absorb and exhale Yin energy within a radius of dozens of miles, using it as a resource for balancing Yin and Yang.

He entered into spiritual practice, while the others each had their own affairs to attend to.

Hei Guan'er returned to the company first to report, while Lin Zheng took Ma Youcai back to their secluded place.

As the head of the family, Liu Ping could not stay long, so he summoned two clansmen and instructed them to guard Zhang Huaidan's cultivation well and not let outsiders disturb him.

The two of them gazed at the inky coffin on the open ground. They had been guarding it for many days and had grown accustomed to it, but today felt different.

"Why does tonight feel a bit eerie?"

One of them was rubbing his arms.

"Gudong~~"

The other person swallowed hard: "Indeed, it's abnormally cold."

"Do you think that coffin really contains the True Man Huai Dan? So many days have passed and he hasn't shown himself yet. He doesn't eat or drink. Even we extraordinary people can withstand hunger just as well as ordinary people."

"Could what the patriarch said be false? Perhaps Master Huai Dan is not only incredibly strong, but also has an extraordinary ability to endure hunger."

As they chatted, the two revealed mischievous smiles, and even the initial chill dissipated considerably.

At this time.

'Whoosh! '

A gust of cold wind swept by, taking away all the warmth from their bodies. Their faces turned deathly pale in an instant, and they collapsed to the ground, terrified.

“Master Huaidan, we did not make fun of you on purpose.”

"You are a magnanimous person, don't hold it against us."

After a long while, there was no reply.

The two of them, their hearts pounding, propped themselves up with their hands and raised their heads.

The coffin, as black as ink in the distance, remained quietly bathed in moonlight; the chilling wind from just moments before seemed like nothing more than an illusion.

The two looked at each other, and as their body temperatures gradually returned to normal, they felt much more at ease.

"Hey, you're just scaring yourself, I mean..."

The words have not yet fallen.

"Buzz~~"

A strange sound came from afar and grew closer.

Their pupils contracted sharply, and the hot blood in their bodies flowed through their hands and feet, leaving only icy coldness.

"Coffin...coffin..."

"I...I heard it..."

The two of them began to tremble uncontrollably, staring in terror at the coffin in the distance.

They were initially delighted to have been chosen to be the protectors of Master Huai Dan, as the head of the family had mentioned a mission.

Although the existence of Master Huaidan is so incredible and he is extremely far away from me, I might be able to gain something extraordinary from his cultivation. If I'm not careful, I might even be able to defy fate!
The idea was wonderful, but reality was harsh. The two were terrified when they learned that Master Huaidan was cultivating in White Bone Ridge.

What difference is there between them entering such a forbidden place and going to their deaths?

Fortunately, the terrifying power that lingered around White Bone Ridge was gone, but before they could breathe a sigh of relief, Zhang Huaidan saw something else: a huge coffin.

Liu Ping also solemnly instructed them that Master Huai Dan was cultivating inside, and that they must not disturb him while also being on standby 24 hours a day.

The humming from the coffin grew more intense.

Wave after wave, even the entire coffin was trembling, as if some terrifying monster was about to break out of it.

A chilling wind howled, as if ghosts had descended. The two men, their faces ashen, clung to each other.

"Is...is this really Master Huaidan inside...?"

"Although I don't want to doubt the patriarch's words, but... who would cultivate in a coffin? I don't know if it's True Immortal Huai Dan, but there really is a person in there..."

A creaking sound echoed through the room.

Zhang Huaidan.

The coffin has been taken out.

A sudden gust of wind arose, and the chill intensified, rustling the distant leaves, yet not a single leaf fell.

This is because amidst the cold wind, a wisp of warmth follows like a shadow, grand and upright, and even the bone-chilling cold cannot melt it away.

A joyful smile appeared on Zhang Huaidan's face.

After much effort, the body was finally restored to yin-yang balance, and a wisp of primordial energy began to flow through the meridians again, slowly recovering with unstoppable momentum.

A glint of light flashed in his eyes. He had achieved a balance, but his Mingyang Dharma Body had not regressed as a result; he was still able to use the power of the Dharma Body.

If one were truly interested, one could easily disguise oneself as a true immortal who had attained sainthood through the physical body of a human on the path to immortality.

only……

The glint in his eyes faded, and his brows furrowed slightly.

The level of the Mingyang Dharma Body is too high; once the power of the Dharma Body is used, the balance will be broken again.

However, if such a time really comes, there will be no need for such a big fuss. He stroked the jade coffin, knowing that he would only need to rely on the power of the coffin at that time.

all in all.

So far, his realm has not improved significantly, but his strength has made a great leap forward.

The path to physical sainthood doesn't involve many extraordinary supernatural powers; this physical body is no less powerful than any supernatural ability!
How terrifying would it be if the two were combined?

Now that his primordial energy is beginning to recover, once it is fully restored, he will be able to unleash his supernatural powers while simultaneously activating his physical body. It's unimaginable what kind of power that will be.

Zhang Huaidan couldn't help but indulge in daydreams.

Although the primordial energy has not yet been fully restored, the unprecedented feeling of power is not an illusion.

If he were to activate his physical body and use his supernatural powers, even if Jiang Fan revealed his true form as the Demon King, he would probably not be a match for him!
'Phew~~'

Zhang Huaidan let out a soft sigh: 'Throughout history, have there been others like me who have attained enlightenment?'

The achievement of the Dharma body was truly a matter of chance, and the discovery of the Taiyin Jade Marrow was also a matter of destiny.

Only under such harsh conditions could such a 'freak' be created, and there should be no possibility of replicating him.

Calming himself, he gazed at the jade coffin.

With his balance restored, the problem that had been troubling him for some time could be said to be resolved.

If the Dharma Body is not activated in the future, this balance will continue indefinitely. Even if it is activated, the Jade Marrow Coffin will be able to restore it.

only……

He still has some things he's not entirely satisfied with.

Even with the jade coffin as a safety net, it still meant that he could not use the power originating from his Dharma body as he pleased.

Zhang Huaidan was deep and focused, possessing the Taiyin Jade Marrow, which could refine the Yin energy between heaven and earth into Taiyin Qi.

Among the Dharma bodies, Yin and Yang are the highest, and Taiyin is one of the pure Yin Dharma bodies.

If he were to condense the Taiyin Dharma Body again, would he be able to achieve permanent balance and no longer need the assistance of the Jade Marrow Coffin?

After a moment's thought, I felt it had great potential, but the immense difficulty involved was also evident.

First of all, since the Yin-Yang Dharma Body is the highest, it is inherently difficult to achieve.

It must be said that a large part of the reason he was able to achieve such a remarkable success was luck.

Jiang Fan has had the Jade Marrow Coffin for over a hundred years, absorbing and exhaling massive amounts of Yin Qi, yet he has not cultivated the Yin Body.

Secondly, Yin and Yang are like water and fire, and they are difficult to reconcile.

His body is not clay that can be molded however one pleases.
Having already formed the bright sun, the difficulty of transforming it into the yin moon would increase at least tenfold.

Thinking about it only added to her worries, so Zhang Huaidan stopped pondering it further.

With a thought, a ray of golden light appeared on his body, pure as water. Although it had only been a month or so, it felt like a lifetime had passed.

'wrong! ’

Zhang Huaidan was slightly surprised. Yin and Yang were balanced, and the Qi in his body had recovered somewhat. This wisp of golden light was driven by his true Qi.

There are subtle differences compared to the past.

It seems that during the circulation of true qi, it was tainted with a trace of the strange power of the Dharma body.

He quickly understood.

Although he did not actively activate the Pure Yang Body, the method was unconsciously 'strengthened' to some extent, which he found novel.

It's like having an extra 'passive' aspect, which won't disrupt the yin-yang balance within the body. If this is true for passive aspects, then what about 'active' aspects that disrupt the balance?

Suddenly it became clear that the unprecedented and undeniably powerful feeling came from this.

As the golden light faded, Zhang Huaidan saw two strangers kneeling on the ground, muttering words that made him both laugh and cry.

"Master Huaidan, please bless my mother with good health and a long life."

"Master, I don't have his level of enlightenment. Please bless me and let me become a peerless master!"

There was an eerie sincerity in their voices, as if they were truly making a wish to a deity that grants all requests.

"Are you two members of the Liu family?"

The two men who had knelt down shuddered, stood frozen for a moment, and then got up from the ground.

Four eyes looked over. Zhang Huaidan, standing beside the jade coffin, seemed no different from an ordinary person.

Their hearts were pounding. When Zhang Huaidan was taken out of the coffin, they felt as if half of the water was seawater and half of the flames, half of the light and half of the darkness. Their hearts were filled with an indescribable sense of awe.

If that were all, the two would most likely be stunned on the spot, but when a golden light appeared on Zhang Huaidan's body, their expressions changed instantly.

It was as if a deity had appeared in the world, and both body and soul were completely subdued.

The shock I felt vanished, and everything seemed so natural. I couldn't help but follow the truest voice of my heart.

They knelt down and made a wish to the gods.

"Yes, we are members of the Liu family. The patriarch instructed us to wait here and protect the cultivator."

The two lowered their heads, glancing at Zhang Huaidan every now and then, wondering if they had been bewitched.
Why does Zhang Huaidan no longer have the same impression as before?

"Have a heart."

Upon seeing this, Zhang Huaidan seemed to understand something.

In fact, if the primordial energy is restored to its full potential and fully activated, causing the divine light of the Niwan point to manifest, it will have a similar effect.

Those whose level of life is inferior to his, or whose willpower is not strong enough, would bow down and worship as if they were seeing a god or demon.

But just now his Qi had only recovered a little bit, and the golden light driven by a casual wisp of true Qi actually had this kind of subduing power, which originated from his Dharma body.

……

The spiritual practice has come to an end, and the problems that had been troubling me have been largely resolved. However, new perplexities have arisen, making one realize the difficulty of this spiritual path.

They left White Bone Ridge with the jade coffin.

Liu Ping and other family heads and sect leaders of the corpse-driving lineage appeared together, extending a warm invitation for him to stay for a few more days.

But Zhang Huaidan was eager to return home and politely declined all offers.

Before parting, Liu Ping gave him some local specialties, saying they were treasures from the corpse-driving lineage, as a token of gratitude.

Zhang Huaidan initially wanted to refuse.

However, the corpse-driving lineage lives deep in the mountains and forests, and the local specialties they produce are indeed quite good.

So they accepted it. (End of Chapter)