The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 210 A Thousand Transformations Display Supernatural Powers

The land of Xiyue is nestled amidst towering, natural mountains.

A divine general, clad in armor but with his hair tied up with a hairpin, gasped for breath as he pulled the long sword from the back of the young Taoist priest in front of him. As he watched the gray-haired young Taoist priest fall to the ground, the divine general's eyes gleamed with wild joy.

He threw down his sword and ran ahead in a few quick steps.

A seal floated in the void ahead. Because it belonged to the element of Geng metal, it transformed into a small white tiger, playing around in the air. However, every move it made brought a sharp golden wind.

The pinnacle of the Western Mountain pantheon represents the seal of the True Lord's status.

Even a fifth-rank mountain god like him would have his power soar to the fourth rank upon wielding this seal. He could even surpass the previous Golden Heavenly King without any problem after a period of arduous cultivation.

"I no longer wanted to be under that so-called Heavenly King's command."

"This is my destiny!"

He reached out his hand, trembling hand, trembling heart, but before he could touch the seal, he suddenly felt a sharp pain. Extremely pure Geng metal energy pierced through his palm in an instant, tearing a line in the earth.

Then the White Tiger Seal disappeared.

"My seal!"

The mountain god couldn't help but feel heartbroken and cried out, but before he could react, a terrifying killing intent came from behind him. The mountain god's pupils contracted, and a palm was pressed on the top of his head.

The hand rapidly enlarged, its skin covered in fine, dark gold scales. As it breathed, it released clouds of mist. The mountain god's pupils contracted, and he trembled violently: "Sever... Sever the Dragon Envoy..."

The strongest mountain god beneath Mount Hua, the Dragon Slayer, is experiencing a surge in killing intent.

He looked at the young Taoist priest lying there.

I felt like the sky was about to fall.

"What did you do?!"

After the Golden Heavenly King was deposed by the Lord of Mount Tai, the entire Western Mountain pantheon fell into chaos. On one hand, the Golden Heavenly King used to suppress the gods with his sharpness and power, and on the other hand, some mountain gods had something similar to the Giant Spirit General of Cloud Platform, which the Golden Heavenly King felt was unnecessary to exist.

The other group consisted of those he forcibly conscripted into the position of mountain god.

These mountain gods had no loyalty to the Golden Heavenly King. After the Golden Heavenly King was deposed and transformed into a mountain spirit, they were eager to beat drums and sing, and some even planned to take revenge. A large number of them set their sights on the True Lord's Seal.

In this world, he is undoubtedly one of the representatives of the Dao Fruit.

The holder can even reach the highest level of cultivation within their own Dharma realm!

Of the Five Sacred Mountains, the most important is for attacking and conquering.

Not long after, the entire Western Mountain pantheon was thrown into chaos. The Dragon Slayer, along with several highly respected mountain gods, had been trying to maintain order and were making some progress when they witnessed the Western Mountain pantheon's mountain gods killing Zhou Yan.

That was an envoy from the Lord of Mount Tai!

The Dragon Slayer almost couldn't resist crushing the mountain god's brain.

"It is capable of holding the Taishan Fujun Festival, which is of the level of the Zhou Tian Grand Ritual."

"It can also summon six thousand Taishan Guards and Taishan Divine Generals."

"In the end, it even led to the incarnation of the Lord of Mount Tai personally vanquishing the evil!"

He spoke slowly and deliberately, his murderous aura growing stronger. Looking at the young Taoist lying lifeless on the ground, his eyes turned red. Finally, he squeezed the mountain god who had done this dirty trick to him, crushing him instantly.

The Dragon Slayer gasped for breath, looking at the young Taoist lying prone.

The local deity next to him, a young man, had his eyes twitching.

"What should we do? Should we just dig a hole and bury him?"

"Bury it!"

"I'm serious, it's better to bury it."

The Dragon Slayer said, "Can you really hide it from me?!"

With his eyes closed, he said slowly and deliberately, “We’ll first settle the situation in Xiyue, and then we’ll personally carry this Taoist’s body, with you and me carrying the coffin, to visit the Louguan Taoist Temple and pay our respects in apology.”

"Find a good coffin and put this person in it."

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Zhou Yan tapped his brow with his fingers, roughly understanding what had just happened in Xiyue. The entire Xiyue pantheon was now in complete chaos. His avatar had found the seal, only to be betrayed.

However, it seems that the Dragon Slayer's group is trying to salvage the situation in the Western Mountains.

Zhou Yan planned to wait until things settled down before making a decision.

Before his avatar was sent, he even marked the avatar of the Western Mountain Seal, saying that the guy couldn't escape.

However, the combat ability of the avatar is really debatable. Without the support of the local ley lines and when it is too far away from Zhou Yan, its strength will begin to decline in a subtle way.

Lord Zhou stroked his chin. After learning these three top-tier supernatural abilities, he realized that although he had learned them and could use them, there was a subtle problem: his physical abilities were not quite up to par.

It's somewhat similar to the cutting-edge technology from my previous life.

On the surface, it is a technology, but in fact, the technical support from various disciplines behind it is quite complex. Of course, a certain basic requirement is the same. In Zhou Yan's hometown, the limitation to the development of cutting-edge technology is often materials science.

Here, it is Zhou Fujun's own physique.

He clenched his fist. This had to be done slowly because Chi You's blood carried various hidden dangers, so Zhou Yan had no intention of getting his hands on it. However, he still had other blood on hand, so he asked, unwilling to give up, if he could use Manjushri's blood to make a change.

The Old Mother of Lishan said, "Then you will become without desires or wants."

Fujun: "…………"

The Old Mother of Lishan gently tapped the young Taoist's hair with her fingers: "Their existence, according to the human life scale, has lasted for too long, and their personal emotions and will are too strong."

“You have the means to change them, but with your current Dao heart and experience, whether it is under Chi You’s ambition to defeat Yan Di and conquer the world, or under the ancient dragon species’ long and boring life, you will be devoured and assimilated.”

"Even if I can protect your ego, I will be inevitably affected."

Zhou Yan asked, "What will happen then?"

The white jade lion cat on the young Taoist's shoulder nuzzled against his neck.

The white jade lion cat roused itself and said quietly, "True Mahayana Buddhism."

"I'll pick your balls."

The prefect felt a chill in his lower body, and his lips twitched:
"I understand."

"Did Manjushri never have a favorite creature? I mean, when he was still an ancient dragon and not yet comprehending the Dharma of Emptiness and Selflessness?" Zhou Yan inquired about his good friend's gossip from the cat.

The white jade lion cat pondered and muttered to itself, saying:

“Manjushri is the state he entered after practicing Buddhism. Before that, he was a Buddha Master. Before that, he was a Deva. At that time, before he had developed the mind of Buddha, he was naturally close to an older sister.”

"Oh ho ho." "And then?"

The white jade lion cat sighed: "He said that he was blocked at the door by the older sister's brother. After a friendly conversation, the young Da Tianlong suddenly realized the emptiness and clarity of Buddhism."

Lord Zhou: "…………"

"Now that things have come to this, let's eat first."

The food prepared by the Old Mother of Lishan was simple, but it was very beneficial to the human race and extremely delicious. Zhou Yan thought for a moment, then carried a small table to a memorial tablet and laid out the food and drink.

They ate and ate heartily right in front of the ancestral tablet of Emperor Xi.

Seeing that the young Taoist had a good appetite, the Old Mother of Lishan shared some of her rice with him. Zhou Yan glanced at the memorial tablet and, realizing that the guy's afterimage wouldn't appear in front of the old lady's true form, Zhou Fujun thought of a preliminary way to retaliate.

Lord Zhou may appear well-behaved, but he is neither a docile youth nor a gentle Taoist priest. He may not be able to beat you, but he has plenty of unsavory and cunning methods.

With both hands occupied with food, the Old Mother of Lishan poured a bowl of soup for the young Taoist. The memorial tablet remained as serene as ever. Zhou Yan felt a little regretful that he hadn't been able to deliver a psychological blow to this guy.

When she took her leave, the Old Mother of Lishan left behind the essence of Chiyou's blood, saying:

"During this time, you should deal with matters within the Louguan sect. Come back in a few days, and I will see if I can help you remove the karmic and malevolent energy from this drop of essence blood."

"Thank you for your trouble, ma'am."

When Zhou Yan bid farewell and left, the Old Mother of Lishan watched them go.

In the small courtyard, the memorial tablet of a certain person still stands peacefully and serenely.

After a long, long time.

Click, click-click—

Behind the memorial tablet of Fuxi, cracks appeared.

The white jade lion cat, which had been lazily lying on the wall, was so frightened that its fur stood on end and it fell off the corner of the wall.

"Meow?!!"

"Meow!!"

"It's haunted?!"

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Louguandao suffered heavy losses in a major battle. Many of its mountain gates collapsed, and it no longer possessed its former majesty. Almost all the Taoist officials were injured, and more than a hundred Taoist officials died. More than five hundred others were seriously injured and their fate was uncertain.

After returning to the mountain gate, Zhou Yan immediately joined the rescue efforts. Although he was not skilled in restorative techniques, he possessed the power of life and death. With his authority, he forcibly stopped the loss of life force, which could buy time for the rescue and healing of Xuan Zhuzi and the others.

The Taishanglou Temple held a memorial service for these deceased Taoist officials.

While reciting the Rebirth Mantra, Zhou Yan changed into a solemn Taoist robe and stood quietly, watching the wisps of smoke rise into the sky. The sound of his chanting carried a power that could soothe people's hearts.

Xiweizi used the Daoist Azure Sky Divine Thunder several times in a row, which depleted his own true essence.

After Zhou Yan helped stabilize his life force, the old Taoist priest recuperated for a while and thankfully did not pay a greater price. His hair turned much whiter, but his eyes became more peaceful: "Grandmaster Uncle, you seem to be in some discomfort."

Zhou Yan didn't know what to say.

Many familiar faces I'd known for a while are no longer around.

He said, "Of course I'll have feelings about matters of life and death."

Xiweizi was quite open-minded, saying, "If it weren't for your expertise in magic, Grandmaster Uncle, the number of Taoist officials who died in the Louguan Path during this calamity would not have been just these few, but more than seven hundred."

"But if it weren't for the Taishan Guards, if it weren't for the birth of the Taishan Lord."

“The area within a thousand miles of the Zhongnan Mountain’s geomantic veins will suffer calamity.”

The size of this world was much larger than Zhou Yan knew, and the power contained in the earth's veins in various places was also more immense. He nodded, and after completing the ritual of deliverance, Zhou Yan returned to his meditation room.

After the Battle of Zhongnan Mountain, Zhou Yan was able to finally calm down and find peace of mind.

"Chi You, An Lushan, Emperor Kaiming."

"They represent the ancient warlord, one of the six who seized the Taishan Dao Fruit, and the enlightened god who personally experienced the Kunlun Calamity; it can be said that the ancient secrets, the Taishan Dao Fruit, and the core issues of the Kunlun Calamity are all gathered here."

"There must be someone pulling the strings behind this, but no matter what."

"We must stop the madness of Chi You. An Lushan is now just a vessel of desire, a sacrifice for Chi You's resurgence. We need to stop him."

However, Zhou Yan is currently unable to leave this place. He sits cross-legged here, plucks a white hair from his temple, exhales a breath, and this white hair transforms and becomes an incarnation.

It only activated an avatar, so the energy consumption wasn't that high.

It's equivalent to running two programs simultaneously, with one of them running in its smallest possible state.

Zhou Yan's current realm has not yet reached the level of transforming external objects, but he can still change his avatar whenever he wants. With a turn of his body, the avatar transformed into a flying eagle, and with a slight flap of its wings, it flew away into the night.

Zhou Yan adjusted his Dao foundation and focused some of his attention on the flying eagle avatar, flying rapidly towards Shu. Even though the avatar was not good at using escape techniques and was prone to disintegrating on its own, it was still extremely fast thanks to the transformation technique.

Zhou Yan forcefully used his incarnation to fly across the vast land, flying from the Zhongnan Mountains to the Shu region. Then, relying on the faint sense of the Dao Fruit of the Taishan Prefecture Lord's position, he pursued it to a mountain stream among the mountains.

Zhou Yan, who had transformed into a flying eagle, folded his wings and turned into a mosquito. He buzzed as he flew in and caught a glimpse of the surging, powerful, blood-red aura in the mountain stream, which was terrifying. In addition, he also sensed the presence of the Taishan Dao Fruit.

...Is it An Lushan?
By sensing the Taoist fruit of Mount Tai through the position of the Lord of Mount Tai, one can determine the approximate location.

Zhou Yan seemed to be deep in thought. Instead of searching for the enemy, he took a detour to investigate the situation on this side.

Within the mountain stream lay a hidden paradise. Zhou Yan, disguised as an insect, cautiously flew inside and suddenly overheard a conversation: "Sigh, what is the master keeping this woman for?"

"I heard that something happened to the weaver, and now this woman is out of control."

"Yes, we might as well kill him."

Zhou Yan transformed into an insect and flew around the cave searching. He saw two monsters talking, covered in sword and knife marks, like demons who had become spirits. He paused for a moment, then went in the opposite direction from where they came from. There he found a beautiful woman bound in a cave.

Her eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and she bore a slight resemblance to Li Zhiwei.

It was Consort Shen, whom Zhou Yan had met before.

"Hmm? How could it be her? Wasn't she with the Weaver Girl? Wait, out of control?" Zhou Yan, the Insect, seemed to be deep in thought, while Consort Shen sighed softly and murmured, "I wonder how Zhiwei is doing?"

"Being trapped here by monsters, I'm afraid we'll never have the chance to meet again in this lifetime."

She was filled with sorrow, but suddenly she heard a voice.

"If you were to ask about the petite Li Zhiwei..."

"So, she's doing pretty well for now."

(End of this chapter)