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Chapter 558 The Incomparably Powerful Heavenly Demon Void Umbrella that Shattered the Dharma Realm! (6k)

Meng Chuan shook his head, a hint of annoyance flashing between his brows, and finally just sighed.

After analyzing the situation today, I realize that my initial strategy for finding the murals may have been wrong.

He fell into the trap of empiricism, ignoring the differences between demon nests and between different demon races, which cannot be generalized.

Liao Hai noticed his silence, glanced at the mural, but ignored it and followed Meng Chuan away.

Walking quickly behind him, Liao Hai shared his thoughts:
"Therefore, these murals are not entirely useless; they also prove that the time during which Chi Li stole the power of the immortals and Buddhas was very short."

It can be deduced that the immortals and Buddhas corrupted by demons are most likely the Eighteen Arhats.

We want to pinpoint the location of the temple, but given the intelligence these demons have demonstrated, they can't do that.

Their current level of cognition is only at the level of "distinguishing between you and me."

"Yes."

Meng Chuan nodded in agreement.

He had some guesses, but they were just inferences, and there was no point in saying them.

We should hurry and find the temple first.

"Now that this lead has gone cold, we can only resort to the brute force method."

"Then let's do a thorough search. My uncle said the Crimson Demon's Nest isn't that big."

Mark the path along the way, avoid retracing your steps, and you'll eventually find it.

Liaoyuan followed, and upon hearing this, immediately raised his hand:
“I will handle the marking. I will use my secret method to sense the time and bring everyone back via the fastest route. There will be no problem with the return journey.”

Liao Chen crossed his arms and chuckled jokingly:

"Why don't you find a pillar, pee on it, and mark it?"

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Liao Yuan remained silent, only focusing on drawing his bow and aiming at Chen.
After laughing and joking around for a while, everyone stopped worrying about the mural.

The group followed, walking beside Meng Chuan, their emotions remaining unchanged.

Searching for murals is itself a method of experimentation.

Exploring the Demon's Nest is inherently full of unknowns, and taking some detours is quite common.

Moreover, they reaped a great harvest along the way, unearthing so many resources from the Great Demon's lair.

Even if they had taken detours before, they had no complaints and even wished there were more detours like that.
Meng Chuan kicked at the pebbles under his feet, his expression calm.

At this moment, he wasn't upset about his previous misjudgment; instead, he was thinking about his next move, saying as he walked:
"I heard the Great Sage of the Divine Dragon say before that the location of temples is usually set up near the demon nest node by conceptual demons."

This makes subsequent transportation and the surrender of religious power to the deities much faster for them.

[Nodes] are channels connecting different demon nests, formed by the resonance of demonic energy.

Different demon lairs have different barriers to entry compared to the human dimension.

Only demon nests that are the same dimensional distance as the human world can be interconnected.

However, nothing is absolute. I've heard that one of the three major scourges of the Great Chu is the [Outer Heaven].

This demonic organization possesses the "technical means" to connect nodes.

It can ignore the dimensional differences at certain levels and connect high and low-level demon nests.

"Benefactor Meng, do you mean our current goal should be to find the Demon Nest node?"

"The prerequisite for the resonance of demonic energy is a large-scale convergence. Can Master Liaoyuan pinpoint it?"

"let me see"

He pondered this for a while before making his wish.

Seeking the shared origin of energy, using demonic energy as an anchor.
It seems like it could work.

"This humble monk will give it a try."

This time, he didn't have to lie on the ground anymore. Liaoyuan sniffed around at the omnipresent demonic energy in the air.

After a moment, he stopped, turned around, and said to the group:
"Let's head west; that way we can only roughly gauge the level of demonic energy."

The concentration of demonic energy is stronger in the northwest direction, but the exact location may be inaccurate.

Meng Chuan waved his hand:

"Having a direction is enough; let's just go and see what happens."

Inside the deep underground passage.

The damp, cold air, thick with demonic energy, clung stickily to everyone's skin.

Liao Chen walked at the front, his armor radiating a golden light that flickered like his breath, and his dragon eyes shone brightly in the darkness.

Meng Chuan stood at the very back of the line, his body clad in the [Ferocious] armor, its lava-like patterns reflecting a dark red light.

He suddenly stopped, paused for a few moments, and then quickly caught up.

As his palm traced the slippery rock face, the [Earth Vein Rock Sensation] penetrated the rock layers, and the resulting vibrations made him squint.
He sensed that something was breathing.

Meanwhile, Liaoyuan was protected in the center of the group, his nostrils twitching constantly.

With the secret technique operating at full power, the flow of demonic energy became increasingly clear to him.

From the moment you step into the cave, the demonic energy is so dense it's almost viscous.

It was as if something deep within was constantly consuming and releasing this filthy power.

He activated his tracking technique and kept sniffing.

"Hound, is this what you were saying outside, that there was a big guy in the cave?"

Liao Chen took the lead and pulled a strangely shaped lizard with a burning tail tip out of the jagged rock crevice in the cave.

He held the lizard upside down by its tail, and it turned its head to breathe fire at him.

Liao Chen's face darkened, and he gathered his strength in the dragon claw, refining it in an instant.
The end of the road was clearly visible, with cave walls on both sides.

"That shouldn't be the case. Then why is the concentration of demonic energy so high here?"

Even if the node isn't nearby, there should still be a powerful demon present.

Beside him, Liaoyuan was somewhat unwilling, muttering to himself.

Ignoring Chen, he walked straight past him and led the way at the front of the group.

The group continued their exploration until they reached a dead end.

They went back and searched the cave five or six times, but still found nothing.

"My secret technique shouldn't be wrong."

Liao Yuan looked somewhat dejected, stopped searching, and sat to the side, lost in deep self-doubt.

On the other hand, after a thorough investigation...

Meng Chuan slowly withdrew his senses, confirming that there were no potential threats inside the cave, and the vigilance between his brows eased slightly.

"Safety."

He briefly informed everyone and then lifted the cordon.

The figure that had been bringing up the rear strode forward, the hem of his robes stirring up a slight breeze that swirled the dust on the ground.

The soles of the shoes rolled over the uneven rock surface, making a soft, crunching sound.

He no longer held back; the pores on his body opened slightly, and the unique frequency of the earth's veins radiated outwards in a more open manner.

At this moment, he was like a walking probe, each step allowing the rock strata to send back clearer information.

Then he placed his palm on the rock wall, allowing it to seep into the cracks in the rock layer by layer.

With a slight exertion of force in the wrist, the palm firmly gripped the target.

The magma-like fist intent followed closely, penetrating the rock strata.

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A muffled sound reached everyone's ears, and gravel crumbled away.

Meng Chuan slowly withdrew his hand, staring at the rock wall with a strange look in his eyes.

Everyone was about to leave when they saw him standing there in a daze, so they stopped.

"Don't leave yet."

After giving his instructions, Meng Chuan continued to deepen his understanding.

After waiting for quite some time, he still hadn't reacted.

Liao Yuan's eyes showed a hint of excitement as he stepped forward and asked in a low voice:

"What do you mean? You've made a discovery? Are you going to demolish this cave?"

Meng Chuan shook his head and instead sat cross-legged against the wall, adopting a meditative posture.

The four monks were completely baffled by his behavior.

"Wait a moment, I'll try again."

Meng Chuan noticed something amiss when he was using his senses.

Especially when you're near the rock face, trying to penetrate it.

However, they were blocked by some special force and could not make any progress.

It's like trying to pierce through a thick layer of cowhide with a toothpick.

The feeling that "something" was blocking my way was exceptionally clear.

Therefore, he used his fist intent to test the waters.

The lava seeped in and lingered for a long time without being noticed.

Meng Chuan raised an eyebrow, pondering to himself:

"That's strange. Something that can only be discovered in the mind but has no physical form?"

He thought of the original [Azure Dragon Lock Body], the dragon demon before it broke its limits.

Could there be an "ideal creature" from the Heavenly Demon Realm hidden within the rock strata?
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Based on the immense demonic energy that lingered in the cave, Meng Chuan made a bold guess.

His eyes were slightly red, and his spiritual energy scattered like wisps of smoke.

Using the [Earth Vein Rock Sensation], I once again probed the rock wall with all my might.

He suddenly felt it.

As the spiritual energy penetrated a few inches deeper, it seemed to be stirred by an invisible force, and suddenly trembled.

Deep within the sea of ​​consciousness, the sand grains that were originally dormant at the bottom of the sea of ​​consciousness began to move without wind, surging like gentle waves.

There's a response.

This is mainly attributed to the effect of the earth vein-like texture.

No matter how strong their mental defenses are, they are useless against unreasonable tactics.

Meng Chuan gritted his teeth and mustered his strength to go deeper.

Each touch of spiritual power is like a pebble thrown into a deep pool, creating ripples.

In his mind, it's like 3D printing, reflecting back the appearance of the object he's touching.

For a moment, his expression turned somewhat strange.

"It is somewhat slender, with a round cap-like top."
"What giant mushroom monster?"

The mental energy transformed into a large hand, gripping even more tightly, getting within an inch.

Hold tightly to the slender part of this unknown object or creature.

Pull it outwards, trying to yank it out.

At that very moment, the image that Meng Chuan was seeing in his mind seemed to have been stimulated.

Suddenly, it emitted a blinding, strange light and began to shake violently.

Upon seeing this, Meng Chuan instinctively leaned back while simultaneously trying to pull himself back by gathering his mental energy.

On the return journey, it is still necessary to penetrate the old cowhide.

Guided by the rock's presence, I slowly retreated.

This process is slow, like a tug-of-war.

The four monks also noticed the unusual situation at Meng Chuan's place.

They all gathered around, but had no idea what had happened.

Liao Chen stretched out his five claws, wanting to smash the rock wall with a single punch.

Liaoyuan quickly stopped him, shaking his head and telling him to wait.

"You noticed it too?"

Liao Chen saw his eyes light up.

After a moment's thought, Liao Yuan spoke:
"My senses aren't bad either; there does seem to be something inside."

Let's wait and see what Benefactor Meng discovers.

"it is good."

Liao Chen wasn't good at this, and seeing that Liao Hai and Liao Qing had no objections, he slowly withdrew his hand and stood aside to wait. On Meng Chuan's side, he vaguely felt that his spiritual power seemed to be tainted by something "dirty," which he couldn't shake off no matter what he did.

At the same time, a certain sound kept coming, like chanting or murmuring.

It was this fluctuation that caused the disturbance in his mind.

At the same time, his body also reacted.

As if a certain desire had been aroused, a longing to merge with spiritual power, I burrowed into the rock wall.

Seeing this, Meng Chuan's heart sank immediately!
What exactly is reacting within the body?
At this moment, as his spiritual cultivation deepened, he had already attained enlightenment.

It's the soul!
The soul, the vessel of spiritual power, was now being lured by something unknown within the rock wall, and was trying to break free of its body.

"How can we protect the soul and prevent it from leaving the body?"

In his anxiety, Meng Chuan disregarded formalities and immediately asked loudly.

Powerful demonic energy, and eerie mushroom-shaped things that attract souls.

He no longer wanted to be curious.
When everyone saw the beads of sweat on his forehead, densely packed in a row, their expressions changed drastically, and they realized that things were not simple.

Upon seeing this, they immediately displayed their unique abilities.

With a wave of his hand, Liao Hai sent a film of water, not black but blue, covering Meng Chuan.

It contains a powerful spiritual force that helps him engage in a tug-of-war with the things inside the wall.

Liao Chen didn't say much. His five fingers transformed into huge and sharp dragon claws, tearing at the mountain wall like a storm.

The Buddha is not skilled in spiritual magic, but is most adept at physical rituals for the deceased.

Clad in unparalleled fourth-grade divine armor, he was determined to uncover the mastermind lurking within the rock wall and smash him with a single punch!
Liao Qing did the same thing, taking out a stick and starting to crush it to find out what was causing the trouble.

Catch the thief first to catch the king.

As rocks shattered and flew, the entire cave began to tremble violently.

With a deafening roar, the dome collapsed completely, sending plumes of smoke and dust billowing into the sky.

After the landslide, the ruins, which were enough to easily bury ordinary people, were of no use to the martial arts masters.

There wasn't even a scratch; he just crawled out of the ruins looking a little disheveled, covered in dirt.

When they went to count the troops, there were only four people, but Meng Chuan was nowhere to be seen.

"Where is Master Meng Shi?"

The group looked around and saw only ruins.

Sensing downwards, his body suddenly froze.

Liao Chen wiped the dust off his face, then twisted his waist and turned around.

In the instant he unleashed his power, the dragon shadow behind him swung its tail, sweeping away ten feet of ruins.

"Below, that cave wall is covered."

"it is good"

Liao Hai stepped forward and used both hands to lift up the rock wall, which was more than ten meters long and wide.

In the narrow gaps between the ruins below, Meng Chuan sat upright, completely unharmed.

Liao Hai looked at him; his eyes were empty, as if his soul had been ripped out.

"Benefactor Meng?!"

He threw himself against the rock face and strode forward.

Liao Hai’s fingertips had barely touched his shoulder when he recoiled in horror.

I could sense that this body still had a pulse and was still warm.

Yet it seemed like a clay or wooden sculpture, completely unresponsive to external stimuli.

"The soul is missing."

Liao Qing pinched a wisp of golden light, which circled Meng Chuan's body three times before stopping at his brow.

Liao Chen stared at the ruins, his dragon claws shrouded in demonic energy, his expression shifting between light and shadow.

During the demolition process, he clearly sensed Meng Chuan's presence, which mysteriously dissipated before the collapse.

It was as if it had been forcibly severed by something.

He strode quickly to Meng Chuan's side, his scimitar-like claws glowing with golden light, stopping at Meng Chuan's brow as if frozen by an invisible force.

A ferocious dragon head emerged from behind him, glaring angrily at the fat monk.

Liao Chen looked surprised, and the dragon whiskers at the corners of his mouth twitched:
"Excuse me, I just wanted to check on your master and see what the situation is like right now."

The dragon demon raised its body upwards, turned its head to look at its master, and its nostrils twitched slightly.

Looking back, the four monks could clearly see the astonishment on the dragon's face.

Liao Qing stroked his chin, clicking his tongue in disapproval:
"This creature is quite intelligent; it can even sense its master's state."

"So it's an image-based creature."

Liao Chen stared intently at the half-black dragon, looking at it...
It seems even more ferocious than my own dragon-shaped dharma form.
Most importantly, this unique spirituality is unmatched by martial arts techniques.

"Amitabha Buddha—Buddha is going in to save him."

"Benefactor Meng has always been grateful and repaying kindness. I'm sure you'll be able to pass on this technique, which allows one to cultivate the image of a dragon's head, to the Buddha."

Upon hearing what Chen said, the other three monks instantly showed disdain.

This fat monk was indeed thinking of taking advantage of the kindness shown to him.
Liao Qing was more cautious and spoke first:

“Saving Benefactor Meng is certain. The key now is to determine what has stolen Benefactor Meng’s soul.”

Liao Yuan nodded and first shared his thoughts:
"First, let's rule out Mara, this is the lair of demons."

The Desire Realm's Paranirmitavasavartin Heaven is separated from the Demon's lair by a layer of the human realm, which Mara cannot enter.

Mara is considered the "Lord of the Paranirmitavasavartin Heaven" in Buddhism, and is also often regarded as a manifestation of the "inner demons" in sentient beings.

Essentially, it is the external manifestation of the many afflictions in the hearts of all beings.

Rather than a single, concrete image of a devil.

The monks understood what he meant: even if Meng Chuan stirred up Mara again, he would be isolated by the demon's lair.

Ultimately, there is a two-dimensional barrier between the Demon Nest and the Otherworld.

Liao Hai, who was standing to the side, didn't join in the discussion and quickly stepped forward.

With his full power unleashed, black mist swirled around him, like countless black Vajra hands reaching out from behind and repeatedly stroking Meng Chuan's head.

After a long while, all they could smell was a decaying and ancient demonic aura.

Like a giant beast lurking in the abyss, it retains a trace of lingering greed.

He suddenly looked up, his face extremely solemn!

“Come over here and sense it; it seems something has stolen his mind.”

This object contains extremely powerful demonic energy; it is definitely not something left behind by an ordinary powerful demon.

Heavy water covers it, leaving its mark.

Liao Hai felt a chill run down his spine. Why was there such a powerful demon, with no trace of its existence?
Is the Heavenly Demon Commander a Heavenly Demon General that only the Martial Saint can suppress?
Within the Demon Nest, there may be Heavenly Demons of the Commander-in-Chief level.

The concentration of demonic energy must be at least 4 units of magic energy.

The demonic energy concentration in the [Crimson Wrath] Demon Nest is no more than 2 Nas of demonic energy.

What exactly went wrong?
"node."

He muttered to himself, "Could it be that Meng Chuan's words have hit the nail on the head?"

A powerful demon has sneaked in from the node and is hiding in the demon's lair; its purpose is unknown.
"impossible."

Liao Chen shook his head, being the first to deny Hai's guess.

"If a commander-in-chief or even a general-level demon had infiltrated, the demonic energy detectors of the Fengdeng garrison would have been smoking by now."

"I'm not bragging, but our five nations are caught in this mess. Even if the Great Sage hadn't torn open dimensions to rescue us, the Heavenly King would have arrived long ago."

Leaving aside the national-level response, Shaolin would definitely send its Heavenly King Monk to the rescue immediately.

These four individuals occupy nearly half of the national talent quotas for Shaolin Temple.

They were defeated here, wiped out by the Heavenly Demon.

Then we won't blow it up.
Liao Yuan nodded, agreeing with the idea.

"Besides, if it were a powerful demon, we would already be back in Buddha's embrace by now."
There's probably something causing this, maybe a powerful demonic artifact. Let's dig some more!

Liao Chen's murky yellow dragon eyes flashed, and he clenched his dragon claws, his earthen yellow scales taut inch by inch:
"Dig! We'll turn this whole mountain upside down and drag that monstrosity out!"

The Buddha is going all out for this martial art that summons the image of a dragon's head!
He moved with lightning speed, his five fingers piercing into the rock strata.

The ferocious fist intent transformed into a dragon-shaped phantom, forcefully tearing through the ruins.

Amidst the flying debris, Liao Hai suddenly pressed down on his shoulder:

"and many more!"

A film of water spread from his palm, covering the entire ruins.

In an instant, a faint, almost imperceptible light appeared in the crevice of the rock, not very noticeable under the dark red sky.

Liao Chen darted over and began scratching at the spot with his claws.

The golden light gradually rose, eventually transforming into a towering golden flame that pierced the sky, leaving a narrow band of light.

The moment he broke through the soil, a certain voice suddenly echoed in the minds of all four of them, including himself.

Upon closer listening, the Buddhist chants could be heard continuously.

Liao Hai's pupils contracted. Why was there Buddhist chanting in the Demon Nest?

Everyone's bodies reacted, trembling like leaves.

Only now did I finally understand what Meng Chuan's behavior in the cave meant.
This thing is captivating their souls!
"No wonder it could silently steal minds; this place is connected to a shattered realm!"

Liao Qing is far away, so he still has time to talk.

He turned to look at Meng Chuan's physical body, where a trace of distorted spatial fluctuations still lingered in the furrow between his brows:

"Like a fish taking the bait."

Before he could finish speaking, he and his companions had already taken the bait.
"Big fat monk! Can't you even see what it is?!"

Liao Qing's voice tore through the wind, and as the souls of the group seemed to leave their bodies, an unusually strong gale arose under the blazing sun.

Liao Chen was closest to him, so he couldn't utter a word.

The golden light was like a magnet.

His soul was made of iron, and it was about to suck him to pieces.

Even with all my efforts to see through my senses, I was blocked by the constant stream of golden light, making it impossible to see the whole picture.

But Liao Chen knew clearly in his heart that this golden light...
It is the light of Buddha!

A sudden silence fell over the ruins as the four struggled to fight against them.

Liao Chen roared angrily, his dragon claws stretching out fiercely, grabbing at the deepest part of the golden light.

Enveloped in azure, a wooden aura surged from the gaps in the fourth-grade divine armor, its fangs exhaling aura in opposition to the golden light.

Ultimately, they were no match for him and could only form a defensive formation around him.

Liao Hai's kasaya moved without wind, and as he clasped his hands together, a curtain of dark water spread from his fingertips, instantly transforming into a semi-transparent robe that enveloped his entire body.

With fluttering robes and the faint sound of the tide, it seemed to drag the entire sea of ​​consciousness into the deep ocean, resisting the pull of the golden light.

Liao Qing grunted and used all his strength to press the long staff horizontally against his knee, causing the Sanskrit characters on the staff to light up one by one.

Golden light emanated from his seven orifices, weaving into a golden lotus pagoda above his head.

Each lotus heart is seated with a fierce-looking Vajra-like phantom, chanting scriptures with thunderous force, using sonic techniques to counteract the golden light.

Liaoyuan's body also showed unusual colors, but his whole body could not rise.

His face was contorted, and his gums were clenched shut.

The strange forces gathered together and soared into the sky, twisting into a mysterious energy in the void.

Like a net stretching across the sky, it followed the remaining threads of spirit upstream.

Dragons tore and bit, raging waves crashed, and Vajra glared angrily, but at the moment when golden light shone brightly, they all trembled violently!
"Crack!"

Liao Chen was closest to the source, and as the Dharma Image Dragon Claw shattered inch by inch, golden light poured into his body.

The power that had devoured Meng Chuan's mind actually rebounded through the mental link.
The next moment, everyone was horrified to discover.

The fat monk's body stiffened, becoming completely rigid.
"boom!"

In an instant, the consciousness of the remaining three monks trembled violently.

Their minds were so active that, like Meng Chuan, they were suddenly pulled out of their bodies by some force!

My vision spun around, and when I opened my eyes again, I found myself in a chaotic void.

And in the center of that nothingness, an umbrella hangs suspended.
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