Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 353 A Dreamlike Illusion, Coming on Orders

Madam Wang quickly calmed down.

"With the Grand Preceptor's power, we should naturally submit."

With the white fingertips of her left hand, she twisted the ink threads that had bloomed from the tip of the brush together, and smiled with her head lowered.

"But since you are both the Imperial Preceptor and the Guru, I wonder if you could enlighten us foolish people and explain how this place was exposed?"

The silver-haired man stood facing the window, hands behind his back, not turning to look at the two people, and answered casually.

“Prosecutor Cha Kyung-hee’s family has some influence. Recently, they’ve gotten involved in the Special Environment Countermeasures Office and taken away a lot of dangerous items from special cases.”

"I knew as soon as I saw the list that someone wanted to draw a talisman."

"The person who can use up so many materials in such a short time is probably a forbidden person. More than twenty days ago, there was one who drew talismans on the battlefield in the mountains."

That’s enough for now.

That prosecutor was none other than Madam Wang's incense-offering attendant.

Once the silver-haired man noticed the prosecutor's unusual behavior, the man was most likely already under his control.

If the silver-haired man wanted to, he wouldn't even need to show himself; he could make Madam Wang leave the scene.

Surudo faced the situation alone and had no chance to escape.

Moreover, the incense-offering boy of Suludo was himself a criminal.

Just as he was completing the karmic connection, the Incense-Top Boy was preparing to sneak out to sea when he was stopped.

Those people all died on the ship, which caught Madam Wang's attention.

After the two formed an alliance, it was Madam Wang who asked the prosecutor to temporarily suppress the matter.

Therefore, the prosecutor still possesses information about Suludo's incense-offering child.

Having clear information makes finding a person much easier than searching aimlessly.

Although Suludo did not speak, his expression was uncertain, clearly indicating that he had also thought of this.

However, both the lady and the pirate were men of unwavering willpower.

I'm not willing to give up until the very last moment.

"This silver-haired old monster may not be without weaknesses."

Suludo thought to himself, "He has such formidable strength, yet he only made his move now. He probably only recently obtained the intelligence."

"But it's also possible that his incense-offering attendant is too weak."

"He spent this time strengthening his allies before he could confidently go into battle."

Madam Wang then thought that the silver-haired man's incense-carrying attendant must also be an official, and of a high rank.

The silver-haired man demanded that the two submit, so they temporarily bowed their heads and endured the situation.

King Su-ra didn't care how many ulterior motives the people behind him were plotting.

He knew that the inevitable outcome would be that these two people would submit for the time being.

“You originally thought that the opponents were three ancient masters, and that you could defeat them as long as you found the three children.”

King Su-ra said, "Now you should understand that the situation is very different."

“The three formed an alliance, but one of them is a master in the world. If this person is the disciple of one of them, then the other person, who is willing to form an alliance under such circumstances, is most likely his own disciple, who has also been controlled and kept by his side.”

"It's no longer feasible to take advantage of them when they are alone."

Lady Wang smiled and said, "Whether the Imperial Advisor has other plans or not, we will follow them."

King Sora remained noncommittal, then suddenly brought up a past event.

Back then, after Kublai Khan established the Yuan Dynasty, a princess was married off to Goryeo (Korea).

This measure was also intended to facilitate control over Goryeo's movements, and it was continued by several emperors of the Yuan Dynasty.

When a princess travels in a foreign land, she is naturally accompanied by skilled guards and a guru who accompanies her on her wedding day, ostensibly to pray for her well-being.

During Kublai Khan's lifetime, he made the most significant move by sending eight masters to Goryeo, all of whom were among the world's top experts at the time.

In total, the emperors of the following generations sent a total of six lamas.

After arriving in Goryeo, these people faced very few obstacles, amassed all sorts of ancient treasures and elixirs, and lived a life of arrogance and pleasure, far more carefree and happy than when they were in the Central Plains.

Therefore, their cultivation level was more advanced than that of their peers who remained in the Central Plains.

Before their passing, these fourteen masters used a special method of dispersing their spiritual energy to completely dissolve their mental power into their physical bodies, thus preventing their bodies from decaying.

Their disciples and followers, following the plans of the Yuan Dynasty royal family, secretly built large tombs throughout Goryeo and buried their incorruptible bodies inside.

This is a feng shui secret technique, rumored to be able to suppress the fate of Goryeo and ensure the eternal preservation of the Yuan Dynasty's rule.

"The principles of Feng Shui require the convergence of the will of Heaven, the terrain, and the hearts of the people. It may be effective in intervening in minor matters, but it is less effective in major matters."

King Suara spoke frankly.

"Those tombs are of no use in national affairs. Their only effect is to keep these corpses from being excavated by thieves for hundreds of years."

"Until recently, I ordered people to dig them all out and refine them, so that they were barely usable."

Even if those monks racked their brains until they were bald, they still wouldn't have come up with this.

Instead of being desecrated by later generations, their corpses were brought back to life by their own ancestors so they could continue working.

"But in order for the fourteen corpses to exert their full combat power, we still need your help with rehearsals and practice sessions so that they can coordinate well when the real battle begins."

King Sora had been gazing out the window. At this point, he paused for a moment, then chuckled softly twice.

"Those three killed quite a few people just now, yet they haven't left that mountain. Are they planning to stay there, or are they reliving the battlefield?"

"Alright! Since you're in such a good mood, I'll join in the fun too."

The houses here are compactly laid out, with walls that are basically next to each other. Some families that are related simply share a wall.

The house where Madam Wang and the others were hiding was next to an ordinary family's house.

At that moment, a little girl dropped her schoolbag and took out her newly bought toy.

It was a brightly colored plastic jar filled with soapy water.

With just a few stirs using the plastic fitting, soap bubbles can be blown from the ring at the top of the fitting. King Sora caught a glimpse of the soap bubbles out of the corner of his eye and casually grabbed one.

Three soap bubbles slowly rose higher and higher from the neighboring yard, crossed the wall, and arrived at the window.

The little girl also noticed this scene and looked over in surprise.

The large, human-shaped hole in the glass clearly left the little girl mesmerized.

"A dreamlike illusion, fleeting as dew or lightning."

Three bubbles passed through the large hole, flew to King Sora's hand, and slowly rotated.

"Born from a fragile drop of dew, one can also seek to verify the eternal truth of Mahavairocana. Walking in a bubble of dreams, one can also store the true power of Mahakala."

"These bubbles are a perfect embodiment of the true essence of Buddhism."

King Sora paid no attention to the little girl's emotions or actions. He held the soap bubble lightly with his left hand and then raised his right hand.

The brush in Madam Wang's hand was pulled by a suction force, and she let go of it.

The silver-haired old man grabbed the pen, and with a slight flick of his wrist, began to write carefully on the bubble.

As the brush moves up and down, the bubbles never burst.

The written words are like incantations or scriptures.

As the cursive script reached its final stage, the tip of the brush caused the bubbles to spin.

All the characters on the surface flowed and pieced together to form a seated, motionless monk.

This was done three times in total.

On the surface of each of the three bubbles, faint ink-colored monk figures appeared.

When King Sora was focused on writing, it was as if the three bubbles were the solid, lasting, and real existence.

Everything else in the world is like a dream at this moment, and there is no need to care about it.

Mrs. Wang and Suludo were also quite engrossed in watching.

Finally, when King Sora reached out the window with his palm out and released the three bubbles into the air.

Madam Wang couldn't help but sigh softly, feeling a deep sense of regret.

"None of the incantations that the Imperial Preceptor just wrote down were used to reinforce the bubbles."

"If we let these bubbles float away like this, won't they be destroyed by the wind in no time?"

King Su-ra did not take it seriously.

Do you think that only words can be curses?

The silver-haired old man suddenly clenched his left fist and swung it outwards.

The three bubbles that were still lingering outside the window were suddenly blown away by the force of the punch and flew away faster.

"My previous gaze was also a curse."

"This punch of mine is also a curse!"

The bubbles flew higher and higher, over low-rise blocks, and between skyscrapers.

The sound of car horns filled the air, and the streetlights had already come on.

An office worker on a high floor of the building, holding a coffee, stood by the window and happened to see a bubble fly past outside.

He stared at the monk on the surface of the bubble, and suddenly felt that his busy life had been nothing but an empty dream, that he had nothing and gained nothing.

I, a living person, seem less real than that bubble.

The bubbles drifted away from the busiest street and floated towards the mountains.

Inside the courtyard of the hillside villa.

Chu Tianshu was standing by the flowerbed, pondering something, and checking his token as he did so.

Having fought side by side today, we've also had a heart-to-heart talk with Yun Gu.

It would be safer to bring all the people who had been paired with Yun Gu and Chen Ying to live with the three of them.

Despite being distracted, he didn't miss any of the annotations on the token.

[White Dragon Grandson: A ferocious beast from the spirit world, a descendant of the White Dragon.]

This dragon was born wicked and arrogant, and most of its offspring among humans were mediocre. Only when it ascended the throne did it possess the aura of an emperor, and its bloodline was reawakened, making it not of human origin.

Characteristics: 1. Dragon bone and blood. Vigorous vitality, severed limbs can be reattached, and internal organs can be replaced.

Second, gathering energy like a dragon. Regardless of the type of cultivation method, there is always the sign of gathering energy to form the shape of a dragon, which adds to its powerful strength.

Third, the Blood Servant. A drop of essence blood implanted into the heart can alter one's constitution and cultivate loyalty.

[Ye Mingjun: His greed grows ever stronger, driving his people to devour the moon.]

In the long night, one's senses are like suspended lamps; a single thought can be heard ten miles away. One desires to ride the golden throne to change the monarch, for the Luo sect governs the country as both emperor and god.

Characteristics: 1. Mingcheng medicine. Through diligent cultivation and refinement, it can produce hundreds of exotic substances, which are both poison and medicine. It can control people with demonic poison and enhance their power with potent medicine.

Second, the Dark Transformation of Mystic Waves. This ability allows the user to convert bat venom and flesh into sound waves, temporarily transforming their entire body into sound waves.

Chu Tianshu was quite fond of the characteristics of these two evil spirits.

During the initial simulation, it was only enough for Chu Tianshu to understand the "True Skill of Chasing the Sun" once, and no significant changes were made to the content.

If we were to deduce it again, we could choose one of the evil spirit characteristics as the main element and add it to the true skill.

Unfortunately, the deduction of Dao-level cultivation techniques not only has a high threshold for initial comprehension, but also requires a large amount of materials.

Secondary optimization also requires meeting a very high threshold in one go before it can be initiated.

The materials we have so far are far from enough.

Chu Tianshu turned off the screen, stretched his chest with great confidence, loosened his shoulders and back, and suddenly looked up.

Hundreds of meters away, he had already noticed three bubbles falling toward him.

(End of this chapter)