The Ancient Saint Emperor of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 68: Guardian Nirvana, Ghost-like Sea Coffin (6K)

Under the South Gate of Heaven, a river was rushing at the bottom of the abyss, and a stone coffin lay across the turbid water, floating quietly.

Looking closely, this coffin is perfectly constructed, a masterpiece of nature. If it were enlarged and stood upright, it would be a majestic and immortal palace in heaven.

But inside, the scene was completely different. The entire divine coffin seemed to be reviving, and chaos was surging inside the coffin, as if a whole new world was being created and evolving.

The Seal of Reincarnation is an ancient method used in mythological times to prove immortality. The most respected figures in the past once devoted themselves to studying and comprehending it for a considerable period of time.

It is said that some people in that era tested the law and suffered the consequences.

It is this reincarnation-like power that affects the sarcophagus, causing it to shake, as if reversing time and presenting a scene from even more distant times.

In the blur, Wang Hongwu's soul saw the afterimage of the past. It was a sacred and ancient existence who once sat here, quietly comprehending the mysteries, and even chanting scriptures to let the heaven and earth remember. He imprinted his own magic in the ancient coffin, as if he wanted to compete with the nine gods in the sky to see who was better.

Afterwards, the figure sighed softly, lay down on his back, sealed himself in the sarcophagus, and fell into darkness.

"The Divine Emperor, this emperor is very different. He is not truly dead, but in Nirvana. Although he cannot be revived and has no independent consciousness, it can indeed be regarded as an alternative kind of immortality." Wang Hongwu understood and knew that this was the ancient emperor of Shencan Ridge, a special existence. His nine transformations made him invincible in heaven and earth, and his ten transformations made him look down upon the past, present and future.

The years when he became emperor can only be described as glorious and brilliant. His reign was very long and extremely long, making all the supreme beings despair and unable to match him.

You know, being able to raise such a banner in front of the Immortal Queen and convince everyone is a miracle in itself. What's more, according to future history, this person lived all the way to the Holy Ruins node, and even when the Three Heavenly Emperors opened up the Immortal Realm, he floated all the way to the Soul River, and achieved the status of Quasi-Immortal Emperor without saying a word, which was against the will of heaven to a certain extent.

As his thoughts drifted, Wang Hongwu's soul pinched the seal and performed a magic trick, and suddenly pushed forward, and he saw dragon shadows appearing one after another where the blood mist of the flesh body was. They had different postures, including winged Yinglong, thunder-controlling Qinglong, and purple-gold bell dragon... all of them had a powerful posture and evolutionary direction.

In the earliest period, there was competition over what a true dragon would look like and how that life form would manifest. In the end, those who survived were all the strongest, because there could only be one true dragon in an era.

Now, Wang Hongwu is absorbing the advantages of these real forms and interpreting them around his own form. It may not be the closest, but it is the most suitable for him and has potential.

Half a month passed in a flash, and the sound of scriptures could be heard from within the coffin. The Primordial Life Stone had disappeared, completely merging with the body, revealing a completely new figure.

Outside his body, there was a phantom of a five-clawed real dragon. Its purple mane swayed like burning fireworks, its sapphire scales were engraved with immortal Taoist marks, its pair of dragon horns were majestic and forked, its whole body was as majestic as the Great Wall, and the sun and the moon sank in its dragon eyes. It was somewhat similar to the body of the Ten Thousand Dragons Emperor enshrined in the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest, but it also had some of the meaning of the Shencanling dragon shape. However, most of the remaining characteristics were the real dragon characteristics deduced by Wang Hongwu himself based on the Huangxu Realm.

If he continued to move forward, his true dragon form might become the only true form in this era, allowing other dragon-transformers to follow his example and make it their goal.

At this moment, Wang Hongwu's soul and body became one, and he took the opportunity to practice the secret realm tempering method in the Ancient Emperor Scripture. All the bones in his body felt like they were being hammered, his skeleton was cracked, dragon scales grew out, and cracks appeared on his body surface one after another. It was obvious that the dragon energy was blending with the bones.

The pain was short-lived, his bones were evolving and growing back together quickly. This was an adjustment and a transformation, making his bones even more extraordinary, turning them into purple dragon bones.

After the transformation was complete, his bones were covered with a hazy glow, and they looked nothing like human bones, but rather majestic.

"The secret of the Heavenly Silkworm Transformation is truly unique to me and all of us in the Dao; whether it be mountains, water, or madness, gold, treasure, or copper or iron. Whether it be a phoenix, a flying bird, a dragon, a tiger, or a lion, once I have cultivated the eight or nine mysteries, I can roam freely in the world."

The dragon roars and people sing, and the melodious sound echoes. Wang Hongwu stands up, and the blood and energy he brings to the body vibrate like the roar of a river and the rush of a mountain torrent. The sound shakes even the abyss.

Follow the laws of heaven and earth, the sun and the moon shine together, the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts, the magical power of fighting!
He created a protective martial art of his own.

Eight represents the largest yin number, while nine represents the largest yang number. Eighty-nine equals seventy-two, considered the largest number in Taoism. This combination of numbers symbolizes perfection, completeness, and infinite change.

The name combines the transformation of the divine silkworm and the ten evil spirits, implying infinite transformation.

Of course, the heavenly skill he created has only just completed its first transformation. It has acquired some of the characteristics and skills of the True Dragon lineage and is on the road to evolution.

When it is truly accomplished in the future, it will be able to combine the great power of the Sky-Horned Ant, the magical powers of the True Dragon, the Sword of the Nine-Leaf Clover, the Heavenly Tribulation of the Thunder Emperor and other characteristics into one, becoming invincible; and if it goes even further, it will be able to adapt to any world and race, comprehend the corresponding power, and will not be affected by the laws of the world and the shackles of the universe.

At this moment, the surging blood and energy in him even distorted the surrounding void into a field. He could blow up a meteorite with his bare hands by pinching his five fingers, and write on the surface of a star with a single finger.

That's because the physical body was transforming, and the dragon bones throughout the body were resonating. The secret realm of dragon transformation was strengthened, and the bone marrow was glowing. One bright red dragon after another appeared in each bone, shining brightly, and the light penetrated through the bone, making it look more and more holy.

This is the result of the transformation into a true dragon. His body is still that of a human, but he is on the path of evolution into a true dragon. He can practice the Ancient Emperor Scripture of the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest without any shackles, transcending racial restrictions. No one can recognize Dongfang Taiyi's flaws, not even the Great Sage or the Quasi-Emperor in person. This is the mystery of the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm.

What is even more mysterious is that there is an extra half mark in his body, which is extremely mysterious, as if countless immortal calamities are emerging, or as if a world is in reincarnation.

This is the Seal of Reincarnation. He actually condensed it halfway with the help of the Nirvana magic. It is very mysterious.

The moon and the sun, which is weaker and which is stronger? When yin and yang work together, the world will be the emperor! An ancient heavenly sound echoed in his ears like a magic spell, playing in the dark stone coffin.

Reincarnation of life and death, reversal of yin and yang, after this ancient seal was formed, Wang Hongwu suddenly found that the conflict between the yin and yang mother meridians in his body had subsided. It was no longer as opposed as before, and it subsided in a short time.

The divine power of the moon condensed into a magic lamp in front of his eyebrows, shining brightly. This light was extremely cold, freezing everything. Black mist spread out from the wick, floating in the air. This was the lunar origin of the universe, and it submerged this place like an endless dark cloud.

Taiyin, inheriting the extreme yin power at the beginning of the world, is full of murderous intent. Since ancient times, practitioners who have walked on this path have been competing with the universe for luck and fortune.

Under the balance of the Samsara Seal, Wang Hongwu grasped the mystery of reversing life and death. From then on, he had a flash of inspiration and developed a method of reversing yin and yang.

Yin is born from Yang. What he chose was not Yin and Yang transforming into Tai Chi, but to take his own solar body as the main focus. He wanted to go to the extreme, and give birth to a bit of pure Yin from the extreme Yang. This is a reincarnation. The extreme Yang goes from life to death and turns into a bit of pure Yin; the pure Yin goes against death to life and gradually turns into the extreme Yin, nurturing a bit of pure Yang. The pure Yang turns into the extreme Yang and regenerates Yin. Thus, the cycle of reincarnation, the reversal of life and death, interprets the Yin and Yang of one body and two sides.

This is like the alternation of day and night. The yang energy is at its peak during the day, but as time goes by, the yang energy gradually disappears and the yin energy gradually grows, so the night comes. When the yin energy is at its peak during the night, the yang energy is secretly growing, thus ushering in a new day.

Of course, this does not mean that he has truly integrated the Moon and the Sun. He has just walked on this path and achieved results. It is too difficult to practice both sutras together, and one needs to work hard on the Seal of Reincarnation.

"Yin and Yang, life and death are all reincarnation. Yes, I can use this method to ease the conflict and achieve the simultaneous cultivation of the two great mother scriptures of Taiyin and Taiyang!"

He was delighted, as he had finally found a way to combine Yin and Yang. The Seal of Reincarnation really was a blessing in disguise. Practicing Yin and Yang together, one could become the emperor of the world. This was not an empty statement.

Moreover, this thing is particularly sensitive to corpses and can even control low-level ghost soldiers and corpse slaves without fear of the underworld. This divine seal hides many secrets that need to be unearthed.

Boom!

As soon as he achieved it, thunder roared, and the outside of the sarcophagus was covered with calamity clouds. Thunder tribulations began to appear. He made a breakthrough and attracted tests.

Before this, his cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, so that the ancient princes dared not suppress their own realm any more, and they all broke through and chased after him. Now he was the first to take the lead and step onto a new heavenly level. He was at the forefront of the world.

It can be said that those ancient princes were originally holding back on their own realm, wanting to enrich their own scriptures and carefully sort out the route of the path of destruction, so they were unwilling to break through and were not in a hurry to move forward. But since the emergence of Wang Hongwu, these people can no longer do as they wish. They are forced to catch up and are even forced to break through. They can't even slow down. If they slow down a step, they will be suppressed.

Now if he knew that the Dragon King had made another breakthrough, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood and be forced to step onto the Heavenly Steps again. This feeling of being chased by others is definitely not a good one, and it would hurt the self-esteem of the ancient royal heir.

It was not until half a day later that the dark clouds under the abyss gradually dissipated. Wang Hongwu broke through the calamity and ascended to the second heaven in one step. He stepped into the sixth level of the second heaven of immortality and was only three steps away from the path of beheading.

"Since there's a river in this abyss, it should lead to other areas. Let's look for it."

It was very dark under the abyss of Nantianmen, and it was almost impossible to see what kind of place it was. Wang Hongwu sat cross-legged on the stone coffin, floating forward with the dark river.

He felt that the place where the South Gate of Heaven stood was not ordinary, and there might be opportunities that ordinary people could not reach. He took this opportunity to explore it.

Gradually, he discovered many traces of ghosts coming from the upper reaches of the river and climbing along the rock wall of the abyss. Looking closely, he saw that the rock wall was covered with countless holes, and each hole was a passage connected to the top of the abyss. At the end of the river, there was a tall, dark volcano standing, with its two sides connected to the rock wall, and many ghosts were jumping into it.

This also resulted in the fact that every time the crater erupted, what came out was not flames, but tens of thousands of ghosts, gushing in all directions, and no one knew where they ended up.

Because of the Samsara Seal, these ghosts were very afraid of him and ran away from him, not daring to get close. Those who were a little slower would be enslaved and controlled, losing their own will.

"These ghosts were born from a monument. Could this be the grave of some great figure? What a shame! It would be better if Duan De was here."

Going downstream, Wang Hongwu came to the vicinity of the huge volcano, but saw one ghost after another struggling out from under an ancient monument and diving into the volcano as if escaping for their lives.

When he came to this huge sacred monument, he felt a kind of ancient and time-honored aura.

Buzz! Suddenly, the one-third of the Immortal Cauldron in his body seemed to sense something and shook slightly, spreading out a circle of green waves that washed over the surface of the monument.

Following the echo of the broken tripod, the stone tablet began to shake, swaying up and down as if it was bowing. Then, with a swish, it shrank from a hundred feet high to the length of a palm and fell into his palm, shaped like a stone order.

"Nantianmen?" The three words "Nantianmen" were engraved on the front of the stone tablet, like a dancing dragon and snake. Wang Hongwu injected divine power into it and activated it, which suddenly reflected the magnificent and majestic shadow of the gate. Thousands of troops and horses were galloping around it, and each of them was an immortal god or demon who had fought for a hundred battles. The murderous aura was like a tsunami, which made people's ears ache and bones weak, and they could not help but tremble.

This is actually a means of preserving strange visions. It can draw on the power of the ancient heavenly gate to kill the enemy and command the heavenly soldiers and generals of the former Nantianmen to kill the enemy. It is a unique treasure.

What concerned him even more was that underneath the stone tablet, there was actually a black stone statue covered with cracks.

It looked like a ghost, extremely ferocious, as black as ink, and full of ominous aura. The moment it appeared, the entire Nantianmen was shaken.

But its surface is covered with cracks, as if it would break with a slight touch. Ghosts are breeding in each crack, devouring each other and growing stronger until they are strong enough to break free and burst to the ground. The countless ghosts seen before were actually generated by this stone statue!

It is the ancestor of all ghosts, and its origin is so terrifying that it cannot even be the work of a person from the Holy Land.

"It's actually one of the nine killing formations of the ancient heaven?" Wang Hongwu recognized it. This was a humanoid battle formation left over from the ancient heaven.

To be precise, it is a magic circle with infinite power. All the mysteries are carved in the stone statue. Once it is activated, the murderous intent is overwhelming. It can also drive corpses into the strongest weapons. It naturally restrains the underworld, can kill the sanctuary, and seize the wonders of heaven and earth. It is extremely powerful.

The reason why it is against the will of heaven is that it was refined by the quasi-emperor with all his life's efforts. In its complete state, it is a row of sequential battle formations. Unlike this one which is almost destroyed, it is composed of nine stone statues including ghost stone statues, human stone statues, and immortal stone statues. Each of them is an unparalleled powerful formation.

What Wang Hongwu got now was one of the ghost stone statues. It was deformed here, giving rise to countless ghosts and gods causing trouble, which triggered the suppression of the Nantianmen Monument, leading to the current situation.

"In the ruins of the heavenly palace beside the ancient forbidden land that was formed in the future, there is a stone statue of a human being that can be collected." He thought, if he let Duan De cooperate with him, set up the formation with this, and then surrounded it with a few incomplete extreme formation patterns, and cooperated with the quasi-imperial soldiers to attack, could he kill a saint trapped in the formation?
This is a big problem. If it succeeds, it will shock the world. No ancestor king has ever fallen like this before.

He stepped on the sarcophagus and went all the way up, and actually imitated those ghosts and rushed into the volcano. This was a way to the outside world.

Until now, there is still chaos above the abyss, and the battle within the sky palace shows no sign of calming down, but is getting more and more intense.

People knew that the Dragon King was not dead, but they would never have thought that he would turn disaster into fortune. Instead, he made tremendous progress and even obtained two great opportunities that were enough to drive the sage king crazy. Many people thought that he was seriously injured and would lie dormant.

Although the green copper was taken away, there were still many good things here, including fairy gold, divine materials, and heavenly scriptures, which caused the saints to scramble for them.

The figures of these beings intertwined and collided with each other one after another. The aftermath was extremely terrifying. Some ferocious birds and beasts thousands of miles away could not withstand the pressure and shattered directly.

In this bloody massacre, all the ancient royal heirs gained something. The Taoist Master Shencan also appeared and discovered another sarcophagus near the South Gate of Heaven and found another path.

People followed suit, bypassing the South Gate of Heaven along the new route and heading into the depths of the Divine Ruins, intending to enter the most important heavenly palace to explore opportunities.

"My father entered the Divine Ruins and left the outer coffin here. Why?" The Taoist Shencan pondered. Others thought he had found the route, but in fact he was following the traces left by the Divine Emperor. God knows where he will end up.

Gradually, they walked further and further into the Divine Ruins, and the fog around them became thicker and thicker, gradually becoming darker.

Day after day, they walked forward in the fog for nine full days, and finally some changes occurred.

Click!
In the dim mist, golden lightning suddenly flashed, which was particularly eye-catching and illuminated the surroundings. The South Gate of Heaven had been passed and left behind.

They were moving forward, bypassing the South Gate from the side and entering a completely new area.

Raindrops fell from the sky, and there was a pungent smell of blood, which frightened everyone.

Looking up, everyone felt a chill in their hearts. A torrential rain of blood suddenly began to fall between heaven and earth, falling down rapidly. The scene was bloody and spectacular, like small rivers falling, scarlet and dazzling, and hitting the ground in the blink of an eye.

This place is so enchanting, somewhat beyond imagination, but the magnificent palace is right in front of us, and no one can resist the temptation, so we all rush forward.

Hey!
At this moment, the entire palace and the sacred mountain began to shake. Incomplete figures and eerie things jumped out from everywhere, startled by the smell of living people.

"Why are there so many ghosts?" "Are all the creatures that died in the battle that destroyed the ancient heaven here?"

"Oh no! Doesn't that mean there are many saints? But I absolutely don't want any great saints!"

In an instant, people were in panic, and were so shocked by the scene that they dared not move. There were ghosts everywhere in the mountains and plains, and the chirping of ghosts made people's scalps tingle.

There were ghosts and corpses everywhere, covering the entire land as far as the eye could see. Black ghost hands were dancing, surging like waves of wheat, and the eerie cold air made people shiver.

The Dragon Girl looked forward and saw a volcano-like mountain on the left side of the palace. It was surrounded by a band of magic fog. Black air was spewing out of the mountain mouth, ghosts were crying and gods were howling, and there were densely packed evil corpses there, which kept ejecting and jumping out.

"Could it be the influence of the underworld again?" Having seen the underworld node before, Huo Qizi and Huang Xudao inevitably made associations, because this kind of change was too much like their style.

The elders of the royal family and the sages from beyond the realm all frowned, their thoughts turning to the inheritance of the underworld. Many of them muttered to themselves, "Could they be here? If so, Beidou will never have peace again."

Chasing corpses and chasing spirits, this is the underworld. After so many years, are they really going to launch a large-scale attack on Beidou? If successful, it will be a feast for them.

clang!
Then, Duan De appeared in the crowd, broke a formation, and found traces of the underworld here. This team of people was covered in black armor, which was particularly eye-catching.

They were neatly arranged and lifeless. In the center were nine open bronze coffins, with nine war slaves wearing rusty iron armor sitting cross-legged on them. They surrounded a black wooden coffin, emitting a terrifying wave.

"Nine Saints?"

"They are all war slaves transformed from the corpses of saints. Such beings were so glorious in their lives. Who could have imagined that they would be enslaved in the underworld after death?"

People were in an uproar. This was very unusual. They were all saints. The underworld was indeed a legendary force. Its generosity was huge.

"How dare you, the Wuliang Tianzun, snatch food from Daoye? Do you want to live?"

Duan De cursed and rebuked the ghost soldiers from the underworld for stealing his business. At the target of the dispute between the two sides, there was a coffin placed there, floating in a sea of ​​​​divines, washed by golden liquid, and chaotic energy surged, as if it was using the power of extreme yang to cleanse the evil spirits, and dark mist was constantly steaming up.

It was this dark fog that changed the pattern of heaven and earth, turning the land of life into a land of death.

People looked intently and saw that the golden forbidden sea was surging and occasionally erupting with thunder, as if the heaven was angry, which could evolve into a natural disaster and shock people.

A group of people were shocked. This was the Chaos Thunder God Sea, a liquid made of golden lightning. Even the Holy Land would have difficulty protecting themselves if they touched it. Was it the Milky Way of the ancient Heaven?
Everyone's eyes were shining. There really were good things in the ruins of Heaven. If they could collect some of this thunder water, it would cause harm to the Ancestral King.

"Someone is inside this coffin and wants to reverse life and death." The creatures in the underworld are chasing after the coffin in the Sea of ​​Gods. They are eager to get the coffin, as if some unimaginable creature is sleeping inside.

"Underworld, huh!" At this moment, another figure appeared in the void, at least ten feet tall, breathing out starlight, wearing a white robe with the word "God" embroidered on the cuffs.

Upon seeing this person, the visitors from outside the domain retreated in fear. The divine organization in the starry sky had actually arrived?
"The ghosts are still around and the Heaven has collapsed. What can you, the remaining evil party, do?" A hoarse voice came from the black wooden coffin surrounded by the Nine Saints of the Underworld. The voice was hostile to the God's organization and almost started a fight.

The titled ancestor king of the royal family also arrived and stared at this area, and some even looked in the direction of the South Heavenly Gate. They also knew that Dongfang Taiyi was shot into the abyss, but no one thought that he would die.

That guy, it's hard to bury him.

"A coffin sunk into the Divine Ruins, soaked in divine springs to cleanse away evil spirits. Is the person inside truly dead? Why do I feel like they're reversing life and death, trying to prove their truth with their corpse?"

A cave master from the Blood Phoenix Mountain spoke up and put forward a terrifying guess. It was unknown whether the person in the coffin was a human or a ghost. As time passed by, if he used his corpse to prove his truth, it would mean that he had regained life and had survived against the will of heaven. He would not be unknown in history and must have a great background.

"Wait, look, there is someone on the top of the mountain!" At this moment, someone saw that the crater suddenly had huge waves and a sarcophagus rushed out.

The sarcophagus was extremely familiar. It had appeared during the previous fight for the Five-Colored Altar. Now it reappeared, and it was even one step faster than everyone else. It floated directly on the golden divine sea and headed towards the sky.

There was also a figure in a green robe and white clothes standing on the coffin. He was handsome and elegant. He waved to everyone with a smile on his face.

"Dragon King!" "Is it Dongfang Taiyi? How did he get there directly?"

"My immortal god, is this guy really the protagonist of heaven and earth? His luck is so strong that even the saints who threw him into the abyss couldn't seriously injure him. Instead, it became a shortcut?"

"Damn it, comparing myself to others makes me so angry. I can't stand it anymore. I'm going to jump into the abyss too!"

For a moment, the crowd was in an uproar, all looking at the figure of the lone coffin crossing the sea in shock.

As expected of the Heavenly Burial Master, he crossed the Taichu Ancient Mine and the Divine Ruins!
(End of this chapter)