The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 133 Sacrifice to the Lord of Mount Tai

Ripples spread across the void, and time seemed to freeze. The conversation and laughter of Zhou Yan and Li Longji were unknown to mortals. They couldn't even catch the name of this deity before the surging waves of purple energy swept over them and took over their voices.

But those in the sky heard it all clearly.

Lord Taishan?!
Their divine will was filled with waves and ripples, and countless waves surged in their hearts.

The oldest mountain god—no, it was no longer just a mountain god.

It is a composite of ancient legends, a concept formed by the convergence of many myths. However, these six wills, whether they have lived for a very long time or hold a very high position, are well aware that the Lord of Mount Tai is just a myth, not a reality.

He shouldn't exist.

If they exist, their status and the breadth of concepts they encompass are unmatched by any deity in contemporary legends.

It could even be said that the Taishan Gong, as the pinnacle of mountain gods, is merely one aspect of the divine concept of the Taishan Fujun!

Li Longji, what monster have you summoned?!
The emperor of this era, with the combined power of humanity's fortune, imperial purple aura, and the founding jade seal, along with his honorable name, made Zhou Yan feel that his own fragmented Dao fruit was so clear and so condensed.

His position was instantly lifted up by the purple aura, becoming higher.

And this purple aura is being rapidly depleted.

It seems that when Li Longji's investment of purple energy was exhausted, the so-called position of Lord of Mount Tai would be nothing more than an empty title. However, before that, he eventually arrived at this place.

Zhou Yan looked at the ancient, exotic mountain spider.

It was ferocious and terrifying, with a body over thirty feet long. When its eight spider legs were spread out, it was even larger, as if it could cover an entire mountain. Even the dark steel hairs on its limbs were sharp and hard, like iron spears.

The monsters born from the calamity at Wofo Temple, remnants of the ancient Classic of Mountains and Seas, now seem to have lost their previous terrifying and oppressive aura. Instead, they have become the most insignificant existence amidst the current layers of conflict.

Li Sanlang's purple aura was rapidly depleting and could only sustain him for a short time.

Zhou Yan stepped forward slowly.

His right foot was in the air, and he should have fallen, but instead, a crisp sound, like ascending jade steps, rang out.

hum-

A ripple began to spread from beneath his feet. The sleeves that had been burned to ashes by the drought demon fire billowed and unfolded in the sea of ​​clouds. The dark clouds surged and gathered, eventually transforming into a base of black and crimson.

It spread rapidly, transforming into a dark robe.

A jade seal hangs from the waistband of a belt.

The young Taoist's hair, which had originally only reached his neck, suddenly grew, spreading with a faint golden and black hue all the way to his waist. He wore a lotus crown on his head, inlaid with jade from Mount Tai. At the same time, the surging sea of ​​clouds dispersed in all directions.

The sky had already darkened, but now a faint light shone through it, and purple energy flowed around it. Zhou Yan felt as if he were on a high building. He slowly opened his eyes, and his Dharma Eyes became clear and bright, rippling with faint light.

Golden light gathered between his brows, forming the true shapes of the Five Sacred Mountains.

Ancient God - Lord of Mount Tai.

Li Longji gasped for breath, looking at the true ancient myth, the earliest myth of Mount Tai, and laughed. The legend of the Lord of Mount Tai originated too early, too early, and was even just a collection of countless Mount Tai legends, without any true form.

In other words, the Lord of Mount Tai was just a mixed legend in the past.

Suppressing demons, the ancestral home of ten thousand mountains, a place where yin and yang are mixed, suppressing the six realms, all kinds of legends are mixed together, it is the most ancient existence, and the later Taishan Gong is just a side of this legend.

In the past, there was no Lord of Mount Tai.

Now, we have it.

Li Longji's face was filled with an arrogant and unrestrained smile.

He looks like Li Sanlang.

Those consciousnesses retreated swiftly, leaving only countless dangling threads. Zhou Yan, or rather, the Lord of Mount Tai, with peaceful eyes, stepped into the void. Ao Xuantao transformed into a dragon and lifted the Lord of Mount Tai upwards.

The Prefect calmly extended his hand.

With a gentle breeze, the Earth and Sky Collapse instantly returned to their normal size.

Like a weary bird returning to its nest, it flew back into the hands of the magistrate.

The sound is clear and clear.

Zhou Yan gripped the knife. Even though it was only a one-sixth fragment of a Dao Fruit, with the infusion of purple energy, he instantly detected the existence of the other six Dao Fruits. With the birth of the Lord of Mount Tai, these six beings bearing Dao Fruits had no choice but to show themselves.

Although their Dao Fruit was larger and more complete than the small piece held by Zhou Yan.

However, Zhou Yan possesses the recognition of humanity's destiny.

The two sides actually achieved a balance in terms of quantity and quality. However, those beings harbored deep resentment, unwillingness, and humiliation. The Mount Tai Justice Fruit they had painstakingly obtained was suddenly replaced by an entity that resembled the original owner.

With just a single fragment, I stood on the same level as them.

Zhou Yan's eyes remained calm as he twitched his finger.

The Earth Spirit Sky Collapsed suddenly soared up and flew directly into the sky!

Zhou Yan's gaze swept across the land, looking ahead, where he saw countless insects ravaging the surrounding area, and the earth parched and devoid of life.

He saw ancient beings, hanging threads, and ancient traditions of ascending to heaven. He consumed purple energy and saw six indistinct beings: surging demonic energy, pure Buddhist light, profound Taoist teachings, human destiny, and the iron-blooded spirit of generals. There was also a wisp of energy that did not enter any of the various lineages.

Feeling the rapid depletion of the purple energy around him, he exhaled.

If this is indeed a calamity.

So, things don't go my way!
The magical power representing the status of the Lord of Mount Tai, mixed with the purple aura of humanity, directly filled the Earth Soul and Heavenly Collapse. This ancient battle sword suddenly grew larger and larger, with clouds gathering and surging.

The young lord, riding a dragon, made a decisive move, his eyes lowered indifferently.

All things, all living beings, demons, evil spirits.

Time seemed to slow down. Zhou Yan swept his sleeves, and the dark gold-patterned black sleeves billowed like clouds. He raised his left hand in front of him and made a hand seal, saying softly, "Earth Soul."

boom! ! ! !

Wind blows.

A fierce wind crashed down from the heavens, pressing down hard on the mountain spider.

The thirty-three-zhang-tall mountain spider struggled to raise its head and saw the layers of clouds in the sky dispersing. No, they didn't disperse; they were broken through—a knife, or rather, a mountain.

Enormous as the sharpest point at the summit of a mountain.

They carved through the massive clouds, piercing right through them. The sea of ​​clouds, which was originally extremely thick, was now shattering layer by layer. The massive mountain peaks fell heavily and very quickly, yet because they were so enormous, they appeared to be moving slowly to the naked eye.

Mountains became blades, stirring up all directions. The sheer force stirred the wind, which swept up the clouds. The clouds crashed against the blade's edge, and the heat from the extreme speed ignited them, transforming them into crimson flames.

The flames collided with the rain clouds. Boom!!!
Streaks of purple lightning exploded and shattered, striking the massive blade and spreading across it like an electric net. Yet, this was only the tip of the blade, with the young lord stepping on the Dragon Lord.

It simply gazes quietly down at the earth.

He didn't look back.

Amidst the deep, metallic whistling sound, an enormous divine weapon, carrying thunder and flames and the most basic weight, stirred up the wind and clouds beside him. It fell heavily, but the surging wind avoided him, only causing the Lord's hair to flutter.

All of this was reflected in the eyes of the ancient, exotic mountain spider.

Despair filled the eyes of this ancient beast.

Its simple intelligence was filled only with pure fear and despair. When it was locked onto by this knife, the immense force and the resulting gale made it unable to even escape.

Did it violate a divine law?
It exerted all its strength, leaping down from the hanging celestial silk to attack.

His entire body shimmered with a blood-red Buddhist light, and strands of radiance converged, his demonic power soaring to the heavens. He transformed into an eight-armed Arhat, displaying layers of ever-changing Buddhist light, vast and boundless, with Buddha and demon coexisting!

The power is boundless!

Then it was smashed to pieces by the giant blade.

If one instant is one thought, twenty thoughts are one moment, twenty moments are one snap of the fingers, twenty snaps of the fingers are one rayu, twenty rayu are one xuyu, and one day is thirty xuyu.

And in a single instant, nine hundred births and deaths are contained.

The sword of the Lord of Mount Tai should have paused for a moment, the time it takes for a thought to arise and vanish.

The knife held the mountain spider in place and fell deep into the Qinling Mountains. The spider was pinned to the ground with a deafening roar, almost like an earthquake. The aftershocks surged and formed a shockwave that swept across the surrounding area, creating a huge crack on a giant peak.

The young magistrate pressed his palm down.

Layers of clouds rolled down, pressing in, while his voice was clear and calm.

"Tian Qing!"

The ladder to godhood, representing the ancient legends of the source of immortals and gods in Shaanxi, collapsed instantly.

The threads that had converged from the earth's veins shattered and scattered in all directions. Then, in the air, they dispersed and flew about, eventually turning into wisps of light and vanishing without a trace.

The ancient mountain spider that had just brought despair, the centuries-old conspiracy of the Reclining Buddha Temple, and the ancient legends of immortals and gods in Shaanxi were all instantly and utterly destroyed after the appearance of the Lord of Mount Tai.

Zhou Yan sensed that some purple energy remained.

The power of the Lord of Mount Tai.

There is not enough time.

He slowly raised his eyes, the golden lines between the young prefect's brows flowing, his eyes clear and calm. His divine eye almost instantly locked onto the six figures, and the six figures also locked onto this prefect of Mount Tai.

These six figures showed no fear; on the contrary, they were hostile and eager to fight.

In this world, there are arrogant and unruly people, powerful and domineering figures, and no one follows the so-called rules.

If they feared fame and position, they wouldn't have dared to plunder the power of the Duke of Mount Tai, tear apart his power, cut off his chance of resurrection, and divide the Dao fruits to plot the Great Dao.

Now, a new Taishan Gong has emerged?
so what? !
Whether we win or lose, who becomes a god and who becomes a puppet, we'll only know after the battle!

How could they possibly surrender without even making a move?

Using the power of their Dao Fruits, they launched their attack from afar, stirring an invisible force deep within the heavens. Space rippled silently like the surface of a lake tossed with a boulder, creating layers upon layers of cold, dazzling shimmering light.

The thick clouds were being frantically kneaded and pressed down by an invisible giant hand, as if the lead-gray sky was about to collapse. The Lord of Mount Tai stood above the Dragon Lord, watching all this. The surging clouds highlighted the young Lord of Mount Tai standing alone.

The oppressive atmosphere made it hard to breathe.

The surging clouds suddenly exploded!
In the east, a pure and translucent sword of pure light pierced through the clouds, its tip pointing directly at the earth, even larger than a dragon. In the west, a majestic golden statue of the Buddha, its entire body flowing with dark golden light, appeared.

The Buddha statue lowered its brows and eyes, and a giant hand covered with mysterious Buddhist seals slowly pressed down. Before the palm wind arrived, the mountains below groaned under the weight. Beside the golden body, thousands of twisted and roaring demonic shadows condensed into a demonic court that blotted out the sky.

Furthermore, boundless malevolent energy transformed into an iron-blooded spear, a flowing dragon, and a seal.

Zhou Yan stared intently at the faintly visible demon court.

Li Longji, however, stared intently at the weapon and the seal.

An old man and a young man, a Taoist priest and an emperor, each harbored unspeakable emotions.

This is not just the power of a cultivator; it has mobilized the original Dao Fruit of the Duke of Mount Tai. It is by using the order of the Dao Fruit to launch an extremely fierce attack. This terrifying power is comparable to the scene when Zhou Yan just collapsed the earth and slew the mountain spider.

They planned to plunder the so-called power of the Lord of Mount Tai. Zhou Yan was only a one-hundredth fragment of a six-sixth Dao Fruit, but with the help of favorable timing, location, and human factors, as well as the blessing of Li Longji's purple aura and the Imperial Seal of the State.

It is in no way inferior to the six complete Dao Fruits.

However, the purple aura is being depleted.

The position of Lord of Mount Tai is precarious, or rather, Zhou Yan, who has only briefly held this position, is also precarious. In the competition for Dao Fruit power, his own Dao Fruit may not be able to remain stable.

Zhou Yan sensed that the other six directions wanted to take away his Dao Fruit and the position of Lord of Mount Tai.

Zhou Yan couldn't compete with them.

These beings, like the Eight-Armed Arhat Reclining Buddha Temple, likely possess layers of blessings within their own sacred spaces. Whether it's their own foundation and cultivation, or the completeness of their attainments, they are all superior to Zhou Yan.

The young lord sensed this.

A sharp and arrogant glint flashed in Zhou Yan's eyes. He then stretched out his palm, his five fingers spread wide, as if he wanted to grab the fruit one last time and resist this terrifying move. This was the thought of both the Qingming Pavilion Master and the other five beings who stood at the pinnacle of this era.

But the next moment, with the help of the Dao Fruit's perception, they sensed the arrogant smile on the young lord's lips. His lips were upturned, his eyes were raised, and his youthful spirit diluted the divine aura.

The next moment, the earth and sky collapsed, and the magic sword and the clear wind rose up together.

Zhou Yan's pupils lit up with a flowing light.

The next moment, as the last of the purple energy was drawn away, Li Longji disregarded his own safety and transferred all of his humanistic fortune to Zhou Yan, saying, "Boy, take this!" Both Zhou Yan and Li Longji's eyes lit up with a purple-gold light.

The Earthly Soul and Heavenly Inclined, imbued with determination and the purple aura of humanity, swept across the land with a sudden burst of power.

The aftershocks were turbulent.

It wasn't to defend against those six terrifying killing moves.

This blade was aimed directly at the Dao Fruit in the hands of those six figures!
If everyone wants the Dao fruit, then don't want any of them!

The once rigid, majestic, and sacred Lord of Mount Tai, now brimming with youthful vigor and high spirits, seemed to come alive. His calm and composed voice resounded throughout heaven and earth.

"cut."

(End of this chapter)