The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 278 The Safest Person in the World

The Lord of Bashe is an ancient god and a subject of the calamity Gonggong. His power is incomparably strong. If it weren't for the seal of King Yu, and if it weren't for the fact that He had been asleep for too long in Bashe's long dream, consuming too much of His vital energy, He would have opened the Dharma Realm long ago.

At that time, Zhou Yan and his group will be no match for them.

At this moment, this great god from ancient times, calamity, and death finally came; his vital energy and karma were gradually drawn away and merged into the jade book. Within the jade book, the flowing light surged and changed, and after a long time, it slowly calmed down and transformed into a jade talisman.

This jade talisman is entirely azure blue, clear and translucent.

Zhou Yan saw that it was covered with ancient patterns. He reached out and the jade talisman landed in his hand. In an instant, the past of the ancient serpent Qingyuanjun flashed before his eyes like a torrent.

Born between heaven and earth, he was exceptionally talented from a young age. Later, he was subdued by Gonggong and became his general, stirring up turbulent waves and wreaking havoc in all directions. All sorts of awe-inspiring deeds have been accomplished.

However, Zhou Yan's attention was not on the experiences of Gonggong, the general of calamity.

Rather, it is this supernatural power of the Dharma realm.

"...Shuiyuan Tongjian?"

In ancient times, the tribe of Gonggong, the water god, recorded hydrological events!

Open the Dharma Realm.

Just by touching a single drop of the Jialing River, one can trace its origins from the condensation of clouds and the flow of the river, and even all the scenes and sounds it has reflected are revealed in the heart.

Within the Dharma Realm, one can instantly analyze the composition, flow, and core weaknesses of any existence related to water. Once in a water-based battlefield, the holder of this Dharma Realm will have their martial arts skills and combat abilities greatly enhanced.

The Art of War: True Name Commands Water!

Using the powerful energy of water, he briefly revealed the true name of Qingyuan-jun, the lord of the ancient serpent, and within the Dharma realm, he could rewrite the form and laws of water in reality in an instant.

This method of controlling water is not even a simple application of water-based supernatural powers.

Instead, it directly rewrites the rules. Within the realm of Dharma, it can even make water as hard as iron, rendering it unable to support anything and causing it to lose its buoyancy. It can even make water burn and rage like flames.

Even Zhou Yan could sense it.

Within this Dharma realm, the blood within the bodies of living beings is also defined as "water".

"...Indeed, no matter what kind of supernatural power it is, once it is constructed and upgraded to the level of the Dharma Realm, it will possess extremely incredible offensive and killing supernatural powers and methods." When the power of hydrological records appeared, Zhou Yan only thought it was a kind of auxiliary Dharma Realm.

However, the subsequent imperial edict concerning all waters deeply moved him.

If one can draw upon the 'water' within the opponent's body during battle, it is enough to easily annihilate a large number of enemies.

However, Zhou Yan is not a true third-grade immortal god. Even with this jade talisman, there are various limitations. To operate this realm, it needs to be in the water system and requires the vast authority of the water god as a foundation. Only by constructing with the authority of the water god can this realm be formed.

"...In other words, all you need to do is lure your opponent into the water system."

"Then the Dharma Realm can be opened."

"Phew... Perfect. Although the Dharma Realm of Lord Taishan is powerful, it involves life and death, so it's not something I can use whenever I want right now. Although the Dharma Realm of Lord Qingyuan of the Bashe can't compare to the Dharma Realm of Life and Death of Lord Taishan, it's still enough."

With a thought, Zhou Yan felt the decree of the River God slowly emerge within his body.

As the River God Emperor commanded, the jade talisman of Lord Qingyuan lit up with flowing light. Under Zhou Yan's direction, the two streams of light visibly intertwined and eventually merged.

Zhou Yan seemed to be deep in thought.

“Starting from the ninth rank of cultivation, one can reach the upper third rank by using the spells and supernatural powers cultivated along the way as a foundation to construct a Dharma realm. In other words, the more spells and supernatural powers of the same type one has, the stronger the Dharma realm one constructs.”

Zhou Yan's mind stirred, and suddenly a series of jade talismans flew out, dazzling and brilliant. These were the jade talismans he had obtained earlier after spending time annihilating the demons and evil spirits, the so-called river gods, along the Jialing River.

These jade talismans were incorporated into the realm of hydrological records.

In an instant, they each activated, transforming into streaks of light that raced forward.

From then on, this Dharma Realm became even more solid. Once the opponent was pulled into the Jialing River, Zhou Yan activated the Dharma Realm, and the water flow restrained and enveloped the opponent. The dozens of river god and water god jade talismans were unfurled at the same time, as if these water gods had been revived in this Dharma Realm and were using their signature skills to attack the enemy.

It can be used to besiege, kill the enemy, or contain them.

Zhou Yan gave a high praise:
"The uses are endless."

But when he tried to use this Dharma Realm, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he felt an indescribable chill. Suddenly, it appeared, like two sharp blades pressed against his brow. Although the waters of the Jialing River were dark, with Zhou Yan's current level of cultivation, he could see everything clearly even at the bottom of the abyss. But now, it seemed that there were clusters of darkness, thick and churning, surging in front of him.

The three-pointed double-edged sword in Zhou Yan's hand roared wildly, and in an instant, it transformed into the original form of the Earth Soul and Heaven Collapse. Zhou Yan's fighting instincts made him directly use his supernatural powers, and the Dharma Realm was opened. Within a radius of ten feet, the water flow became slower and heavier.

It is subtly separated from the waters outside.

"On the contrary——"

"clever."

A deep voice came, and suddenly a pair of eyes lit up in the darkness. Those eyes locked onto Zhou Yan, empty, containing madness, savagery, and boundless desolation.

With the sound of water tearing through the air, a knife slashed down towards Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan's eyes widened, and he suddenly clenched his fist, struggling to break free from the suppression of the opponent's powerful aura. He grasped the Earth Soul Sky-Shattering Blade and swept it horizontally. Blood and qi surged like rainbows on the blade, colliding fiercely with the void in front of him.

boom! ! !
The water surged and the currents were like dragons. Zhou Yan stared intently ahead, but he couldn't see the indifferent and arrogant gaze. Instead, he saw a hand on his shoulder, shaking violently.

"Hey, what's wrong with you!"

When the enlightened voice came, Zhou Yan's eyes hardened, and he came back to his senses.

Seeing the scholar in the blue robe gripping his blade with both hands in a peculiar posture, his eyes widened and the veins on his forehead throbbed: "Hey, kid, you don't have to treat me like this, do you?"

Zhou Yan sheathed his sword, looked around, and saw neither the darkness nor the eyes. He simply told Kai Ming what he had just seen and felt, causing the usually unreliable scholar in blue to gasp.

"GuluGulu——"

Several bubbles appeared in Kaiming's mouth.

"That's probably Gonggong."

Kaiming grinned, looking at the enormous ancient beast Bashe lying paralyzed on the ground. He leaned over, kicked it with his toe, and said, "This guy was the right-hand man of the water god Gonggong. Even King Yu only sealed it away."

"Who would have thought that thousands of years later, I would be chopped to death by you, you brat?"

“Tsk, tsk, tsk—”

"I suspect that it was because you killed Gonggong's capable henchman that He noticed you. I just don't know why He didn't come over to give you a good beating right away. Could it be that He has something he can't do right now?"

Zhou Yan exhaled, turned his gaze, and saw a handsome young man standing by the bronze door, his hands tucked into his sleeves.

Zhou Yan said, "Yes, why is that?" Gonggong, the water god who brought one of the greatest calamities to the human race in ancient times, is still alive, or rather, has been revived. This made Zhou Yan feel a little heavy-hearted, but he was not surprised by this.

After all, it's not surprising that anything can happen under [Shi's] command.

Shen Cangming also came over. Ao Xuantao transformed into human form and made a hand seal, allowing everyone to move freely in the water. Shen Cangming noticed the murderous aura emanating from Zhou Yan and asked him about his recent experience. After Zhou Yan recounted his experience, Shen Cangming whispered:

"Gonggong, the Water God".

He sheathed his sword.

"I never imagined that this blade, after slaying the barbarian tribes on the border, would also come to slay the ancient demon god." Shen Cangming looked at the corpse of the giant serpent and asked, "How do we deal with this thing?"

Zhou Yan looked in the direction of the water god Gonggong and said:
"We'll handle it later. Uncle Shen, you can rest here for a bit."

"I will go out and thank my fellow Taoist practitioners in the Sichuan area first."

Outside, the water surged and the clouds hung low in the sky, but then streaks of spiritual light tore through the dark sky, and beneath the layers of clouds, the river's waves gradually calmed down.

Huai Chenyu, who lived in seclusion among the mountains and rivers to cultivate himself, had never seen such a magnificent spectacle.

They were stunned, gesturing wildly, their mouths practically stretched to their ears.

Just as they were lost in thought, they saw that the raging river had finally calmed down. Without the divine power of Lord Qingyuan, the layers upon layers of waves that had been rising up were no longer uncontrollable and gradually subsided.

Above the sky, faint purple energy emanated, and a figure emerged from the water.

Zhou Yan used the power of the river to his advantage. He touched the surface of the Jialing River with his toes, and the waves rose up, as if lifting the young Taoist into the air. With a flick of his sleeves, Zhou Yan stood in the middle of the great river.

The gazes of the Taoist disciples all around were fixed on them.

Zhou Yan had just fought the ancient ferocious god Qingyuan Jun and drawn his sword against Gonggong. His aura was still fierce. However, when facing those ordinary Taoist officials, his face was extremely solemn. He shook his sleeves, cupped his hands, bowed, and paid homage to the four directions.

"Thank you all."

Qingzhu and Lingxi both subconsciously held their breath.

Everyone was happy for the young man who had once traveled with them for a time, because Zhou Yan had just confronted Gonggong's lingering thoughts and had already pulled out the Earth Soul and Heavenly Collapse. After Qingyuan Jun died, he no longer had the magic power to suppress the Three-Legged Golden Crow, so the bird flew out by carving a hole in the belly of the Bashe.

This ferocious beast, having been suddenly thrown out and eaten by a snake, would have been enraged and gone mad long ago. If it were ancient times, it would have spread its wings and unleashed endless blazing fire to burn the entire river dry.

Unfortunately, this golden crow is still in a state of near death.

Why would he be willing to deliberately expend his own vital energy? As soon as he came out, he immediately broke through the water and searched for the bronze divine wood. The young Taoist noticed this guy and then circulated the innate metal and wood energy on his fingers.

The three-legged golden crow flew out like the sun.

When it emerges from the water, the golden light is like the morning sun at sunrise, instantly flowing across the entire surface of the Jialing River, making the whole river look like a golden ribbon.

At that moment, the sky was filled with purple mist and the water shimmered with gold. The young Taoist priest in the dark blue robe stood in the middle and bowed to the four directions. As the wind rose and the clouds surged, his long sleeves billowed out.

Such a spirit of a true Taoist cultivator was so impressive that not only did Qingzhu's eyes sparkle and Lingxi's eyes widen, but Huai Chenyu's mustache also stood on end. Even Li Wangsheng, the head of the major Taoist sect Qingcheng Mountain, couldn't help but admire and respect it.

"Good practice!"

Thus, with Li Wangsheng as their leader, all the major sects in the Shu region were sincerely convinced and bowed in agreement:
"Fellow Daoist, you are too polite!"

The three-legged golden crow flew straight out of the water and landed on Zhou Yan's finger, which was circulating innate metal and wood energy. Only then did it become obedient. Everyone was impressed by his demeanor, but they also looked up at the flowing purple energy, each with their own thoughts.

Thinking about how this flood control effort resulted in a divine blessing of purple aura, it's likely that this isn't just simple water vapor. The origin of Taoism is that Lao Tzu left Hangu Pass to the west, where purple aura stretched for three thousand miles. For these Taoist officials, purple aura holds extraordinary significance.

Whether used for cultivation or for refining treasures, it is a great magical treasure!
But when they looked at the young Taoist, they realized that he was the one who caused the flood and the one who took the initiative to find people. Naturally, such a treasure should also belong to him. As they watched Zhou Yan reach out and turn the cloud of mist into purple energy, although everyone was envious, they said nothing.

Most Taoist disciples care about their reputation.

If you don't care about face outside, your master will teach you what face really means when you go back.

Alright, if you big and small are shameless, don't blame the patriarch for entering your dreams and giving you little brats a good beating.

Moreover, the Daoist cultivators were convinced that this person had taken the treasure.

But then the young Taoist priest put away the treasure, pondered for a moment, and then suddenly laughed. He made a hand seal, flicked his sleeve, and the purple aura returned to the sky. Then, with his enlightened Dharma eye, he locked onto the mandala of the Buddhist Garbhadhatu Mandala, using the power of the Sichuan Sovereign as his guide.

With a sweep of his sleeve, thousands of purple wisps of energy split off and flew out together.

He took only one portion of the purple aura that filled the sky, and sent the rest to the Taoist disciples who had just risked their lives to stop the flood.

This left everyone stunned.

The young Taoist priest cupped his hands again and said, "Thank you, everyone."

Li Wangsheng exclaimed, "Such a wonderful thing as purple aura, he just gave it away like that. This young Taoist is so generous!"

All the Taoists collected the purple aura, and then, though not in perfect unison, they all bowed in unison. The people of Sichuan are inherently stubborn, and the Taoist disciples are even more so. After witnessing the young man subdue the demon and share the merit of the purple aura, they were finally convinced and sincerely convinced.

They all bowed with their hands clasped and recited:

"Thank you for the treasure!"

The sound was magnificent, echoing from one place to another, reverberating through the mountains and rivers.

It's a truly moving experience.

Zhou Yan returned the greeting with a cupped hand, but his eyes narrowed.

Just as he relaxed slightly, a sudden burning pain shot through the back of his left hand! He looked down and saw a strange, dark mark, like a vortex in an abyss, emerging from beneath his skin, as if it had been branded into the depths of his soul.

Almost simultaneously, the Water Element Comprehensive Mirror Dharma Realm began to operate on its own.

With the help of the [Dharma Realm Hydrological Records], a terrifying scene was projected before his eyes.

Thousands of miles away, in every drop of water in the rivers, lakes, and seas, a pair of cold, crazed eyes seemed to be reflected, locking onto the mark on the back of his hand through the water. The sky seemed to press down, spin, and transform into a vertical pupil.

Snapped--

At this critical moment, a fair and slender hand with slightly pointed nails appeared.

Calmly grasped Zhou Yan's wrist.

And so all that malice froze.

(End of this chapter)