The God of Heavens

Chapter 275 The Sage Family: Meng Shenji, a Mere Unorthodox Path
"What?! How come you have the Panhuang Life-Giving Sword with you?!"

Ao Luan exclaimed in surprise, and even the Heavenly Dragon Dao Lord could not remain calm, his delicate little horn on his head swaying.

The division between the Primordial Era and the Ancient Era is marked by the unification of Tianzhou by Panhuang.

In the ancient times, the world was divided, and ordinary people lived together with ancient demons, gods, and giant monsters, creating a chaotic era in which "humans, gods, immortals, demons, and monsters" danced together.

At that time, etiquette and law no longer existed, and the law of the jungle prevailed. Mortals without supernatural powers were like pigs and sheep, becoming food for demons and giant monsters.

Panhuang was born into the human race and was already an unparalleled master in the ancient times.

At that time, however, the dragon race was the most powerful being in the world, high above and ruling over a vast territory.

Witnessing the suffering of the human race, Panhuang decided to teach them Taoist arts and martial arts.

Under his leadership, humanity gradually grew stronger, successively eliminating demons and gods, and even defeating the dragon race, ultimately establishing the human race's dominant position on the land.

The majesty and power of the Panhuang Emperor are deeply imprinted in people's hearts, passed down through generations and never faded.

"Haha, this is naturally because the Holy Emperor has a spirit that knows my noble character and that I am capable of inheriting his ideals and establishing a prosperous age where everyone is like a dragon, which is why he chose me!"

Lin Yu burst into laughter.

Unexpectedly, Ao Luan and the Heavenly Serpent King's eyes met with agreement. The dragon horns on the former's head trembled slightly, and the fluctuations in his thoughts showed more trust.

He was speechless for a moment, finally understanding why so many people considered the Marquis of Champions to be the chosen one after he obtained the divine sword.

The prestige of this divine sword is almost on par with the Imperial Seal of the State from his hometown. As long as he obtains it, even if he only reigns as emperor for a day, it will be enough to earn him a place on history books.

Only someone like him, born under the red flag and raised in the spring breeze, could not feel this deterrent so deeply.

"Yang Qian, this terrifying array is composed of nine magical treasures. Since you have the Panhuang Life Sword, if you can figure out the rules of this Yanfu Array and find the array eye, you can take down this Yanfu Array."

"With the Jambudvipa Grand Array and the Tathagata's robe, we might be able to forge a supreme magical artifact no weaker than the Eternal Kingdom or the Ark of Creation!"

Ao Luan said with envy.

"Alright, let's keep pushing our way in!"

Lin Yu smiled slightly, and with a movement of his body, boundless sword energy burst forth, entering the deeper layers of the great formation.

A terrifying force swept in, making the great formation extremely dangerous!
Boom!

Endless dark clouds rolled in. As soon as Lin Yu stepped into the Yanfu Grand Array, it was as if he had fallen into a black sea. Dark air filled the surroundings, making it impossible to see one's own hand in front of one's face, and he lost all sense of direction.

The pressure here was astonishing. Ao Luan and Xing Mou felt as if they were three thousand feet below the surface of the ocean, struggling to swim in a viscous sea of ​​mercury.

Holding the Panhuang Life Sword, Lin Yu unleashed a rainbow of sword light, carving a path through the pitch-black Yanfu Formation.

Dark clouds churned all around, pressing in relentlessly, yet they could not break through the barrier formed by the sword light.

However, once these dark clouds were melted, they immediately replenished from all directions, making them impossible to cut down or kill completely.

"This Yama Array is indeed profound," Lin Yu said in a deep voice, his sword thrusts continuing unabated. "The nine magical treasures complement each other perfectly; no wonder even the Creator had to break its feathers."

Ao Luan followed closely behind, his dragon horns emitting a faint golden light: "This formation is an ancient one. If it weren't for the protection of the Panhuang Life-Giving Sword's sword energy, we would probably be dead as soon as we entered! Fellow Daoist, be careful, there is great danger ahead."

The dark clouds outside the sword light suddenly exploded, and hundreds of green flames and phosphorescent lights swarmed in like a bloodthirsty swarm of mosquitoes.

The moment these dark lightning bolts touched the light of the Panhuang Life Sword, they exploded with a deafening roar, their earth-shattering power causing everyone's bones to tremble and their ears to ring incessantly.

"Well done!" Lin Yu shouted, and the Buddha's robe transformed into a golden canopy that floated above his head.

Each green phosphorescent flame was as powerful as the Blazing Divine Sword, and when hundreds of them exploded simultaneously, the effect was terrifying.

Immediately following, a storm of purple light arrived, its thunderous roar echoing throughout the heavens and earth.

Lin Yu activated his kasaya with all his might, circulating the Maha Vajra Prajna Paramita Path to completely dissolve the lightning.

The uncontrollable thunderous will surged into his body, making his aura even stronger.

Before everyone could catch their breath, the azure light surged, and countless azure giant trees, as thick as elephants, carrying "Azure Emperor Yi Wood Thunder," crashed down from the sky. Each strike was like a spear thrown by a Martial Saint, causing everyone's souls to tremble violently.

The dark clouds surged again, coalescing into countless menacing black dragons that lunged forward with gaping maws.

If it weren't for the protective magic weapon, relying solely on the soul to withstand such relentless attacks would have resulted in annihilation long ago.

However, for Lin Yu now, the lightning is not only useless, but is also being absorbed. After his Primordial Dao Fruit absorbs a large amount of lightning will, a "lightning" character appears faintly, as if he can control all the lightning in the world.

Of course, there are only three types of thunder at present: Yanfu Yin Thunder, Purple Thunder, and Qinghuang Yimu Thunder.

In other words, after Lin Yu used the Primordial Dao Fruit to analyze its origin, he was able to condense three kinds of divine lightning.

Given time, he might even be able to merge these thunderous powers together, generating even more powerful thunderous laws. Lin Yu progressed rapidly. Later, with the emergence of the Primordial Dao Fruit, he was impervious to all thunderbolts. He could even neutralize their power without relying on the Tathagata's kasaya. Even the innate true energy within his body began to accumulate and change after absorbing the true meaning of thunder.

As Lin Yu's immortal primordial spirit circulated, he continuously calculated the overall structure of the entire Yanfu Grand Array during his adventures. Images and phantoms appeared in the air, seemingly models of the entire array.

Nine points of light appeared within the large array model.

These are the nine key magical artifacts of the Yamafu Grand Array. Mastering them will allow you to control the entire array.

However, not long after Lin Yu entered the "Yanfu Grand Formation", several figures suddenly appeared in the chaotic void where no one had come.

These people were all enveloped in an oval halo, like gods.

They were all dressed in tall hats and unusual attire, reminiscent of the philosophers of the Middle Ages.

"Master Fan, is this the entrance to the Primordial Dragon's Tomb within the Void Chaos?"

One of them suddenly said.

“Brother Sun, Brother Wang, your guess is correct. This is indeed the entrance to the Primordial Dragon Graveyard. Once we pass through the Yama Array, the dragon souls, dragon bones, dragon medicines, and the Dragon Tooth Rice, a secret seed of the dragon race, will all belong to us.”

"However, the Yama Array is the true priceless treasure. If we can acquire it, our aristocratic family will surely be able to maintain its high position. Now that Emperor Qian and Hong Xuanji are becoming increasingly arrogant, I think they have long coveted us!"

The head of the Fan family had a chilling look in his eyes and spoke coldly.

"Hmph! Dynasties rise and fall throughout the world. Before the Great Qian Dynasty there was the Great Zhou Dynasty, and before the Great Zhou Dynasty there was the Great Xin Dynasty. Why is it that only our aristocratic family can sit back and watch the world change?"
Because we represent the legacy of the medieval philosophers, our words are the truth. What is the emperor anyway? He dares to try and bring us under his rule, making us pay taxes and perform corvée labor alongside those commoners! It's utterly outrageous!

Another cold voice spoke.

"Before I came here, I had already slaughtered a hundred-year-old sacred tortoise to perform divination. The divination result indicated great fortune and a future of attaining enlightenment and cultivating one's true nature."

That so-called Heavenly Dragon Dao Master, a mere woman, thinks she can gain an advantage by controlling the entrance to the Dragon's Tomb. Little does she know that our aristocratic families are merely using her as a stepping stone.

Humanity within an oval halo
"However, this matter still requires the full display of your Six Paths Brahma Divine Power, Master Fan."

These individuals were no ordinary people. The leader, the "Master of the Brahma Family," was none other than the head of the mysterious Brahma Family of Tianzhou.

The Fan family is based in Fanzhou, located on the border of Tianzhou, a place far from the reach of the emperor. Their ancestors included a sage named "Fanzi," and the family line has continued for thousands of years.

The other people traveling with them also came from the Wu, Wang, and Sun families, which had been prominent clans for thousands of years. Their ancestors had produced Wu Sheng, Wang Sheng, and Sun Sheng, respectively.

These sages founded clans and families, and through countless dynastic changes, their families have always stood strong, witnessing the vicissitudes of time.

As early as a thousand years ago, the names of the four major families were compiled into folk songs and widely sung among the people.

The dynasties of Daqian, Dazhou, and Daxin all adopted a policy of appeasement towards him, and the current Emperor Qian, Yang Pan, is no exception.

"The Heavenly Dragon Dao Master has now entered the great formation. This woman has come many times but has returned empty-handed. This great formation is so fierce that even Dao experts who have undergone six tribulations of lightning dare not venture into it. This time, she dared to enter the great formation, so she must have come prepared."

The head of the Wu family said in a calm voice.

At this moment, within the chaotic void, there were four people enveloped in a halo of light.

The one in the lead was naturally the "Head of the Fan Family". The others were the "Head of the Wu Family", the "Head of the Wang Family", and the "Head of the Sun Family".

All four were dressed as philosophers from the Middle Ages, with flowing sleeves and extraordinary bearing. In terms of style and demeanor alone, they surpassed even the Lord of the Holy Land.

With every gesture, the four of them exuded an innate confidence.

This is a profound heritage inherited from a family of sages, far surpassing those newly emerging holy sites.

"Two other people accompanied the Heavenly Dragon Dao Master this time. One is the Heavenly Serpent King Xingmou of the Xuantian Pavilion, but the Xuantian Pavilion is nothing special. It must be the other person who gave her confidence."

The head of the Wang family spoke up.

This man was a man of profound wisdom, a Duke of Lu Sheng of the imperial court, and a master of Confucianism. He participated in the compilation of the Daqian "Wu Jing" and "Dao Jing". For the next forty years, he secluded himself to write books, and few people knew that he was proficient in Taoist arts.

"No matter who he is, if he honestly hands over the treasures of the Dragon's Tomb, that's fine. But if he delays the important affairs of our Saintly Family, no one in heaven or on earth can save him."

The head of the Sun family let out a cold snort.

"Exactly that."

The other family heads nodded in agreement.

In their eyes, the sage families are the heavens of the world, and even the imperial dynasty is just a temporary thing, something to be accepted as a favor.

As for the likes of the Heavenly Dragon Dao Master and the Eight Great Demon Immortals, they are nothing but clowns. Even the Dream God of the Supreme Dao is just a low-class person who plays with unorthodox methods.

In the eyes of the world, the status of the four heads of the family is more important than that of the leaders of the holy land, because they control the "right to interpret scriptures," so even the imperial court has to appease and appease them.

(End of this chapter)