The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 300 The Unfolding of Authority
Beneath Zhou Yan's feet, the simple altar of the Lord of Mount Tai was activated.

By harnessing the power of the Taoist altar and guiding primordial energy, Zhou Yan could unleash effects far more powerful than the supernatural abilities of the Taoist official himself. He attempted to use this method to connect with Mount Tai and, through the ritual of the Mount Tai Lord, try to elevate his own divine will.

At the simple Mount Tai Lord's ceremony, layers of flowing light appeared, signifying that the altar had been opened. However, Zhou Yan was unable to sense the vast, majestic, and awe-inspiring presence.

Zhou Yan raised his hand and wiped away the simple altar.

Failed.

"really."

"Not the human realm."

Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows and began to ponder Zhong Boxi's words. He tried to press his finger on the hilt of the Earth Soul Heaven-Shattering Blade, but missed. He frowned slightly and muttered to himself, "Not in the mortal realm, but in the ancient dragon and turtle world, the people of Langzhong all attain immortality."

"The mist that triggers the secret realm, the unseen enlightenment, the Fuxi faith."

"Tsk."

He discovered that there were more and more problems here.

Zhou Yan had other, more adventurous ideas, but before taking the risk, he made a simple attempt. Zhou Fujun reached out and took out a small notebook from his bosom, writing something in it. This was his notebook for recording his thoughts on Fuxi.

It was just created using the art of transformation.

Zhou Yan muttered to himself:
"Fuxi, Xihuang".

"This contains my thoughts about you, and also my thoughts about the Goddess Nuwa."

"Write everything down and put it here."

Zhou Yan placed the small notebook directly on the table and pondered in his heart that with Fuxi's power and level, his absence was naturally due to his own characteristics, but his current absence did not mean that he had disappeared.

Zhou Yan was already very familiar with him and knew that [Nuwa] had a special meaning for Fuxi.

It's like a keyword or prompt.

Therefore, this little notebook, to Fuxi, represents the variable that he personally retrieved from the human race he marked, and it contains the record of the person Fuxi valued most, written in a place with a very strong Fuxi faith.

The buffs are fully stacked.

For Fuxi, it was like a searchlight being lit in the middle of a dark night.

Knowing that Nuwa had a special connection with Fuxi was like knowing a "key" that could summon Fuxi's attention at any time, so Zhou Yan had no reason not to use it.

Zhou Yan's lips curled slightly, his temples damp with sweat as he thought about the adventure he was about to embark on. He muttered to himself, "Although I don't want to think this way, there's no doubt that the secrets of Langzhong are probably no less than those of Zhongnan Mountain."

Looking at it now, even Zhongnan Mountain, as a sacred mountain and lineage of immortals, doesn't hold this many secrets.

Could it be that Fuxi had already eliminated many troubles because of Nuwa's existence?

However, even with so many troublesome issues resolved, the fact that there are still two things—the Weaver Girl's ley line weaving and the Reclining Buddha Temple—shows that this world is worse than expected.

Ba's voice echoed in Zhou Yan's mind:
"Yan, what are you doing?"

Zhou Yan let out a breath, smiled nonchalantly, and replied, "This is the best way to avoid the death flag in all the stories I've read: before going on an adventure, report to your [parents] first."

Ba didn't quite understand: "Report?"

Zhou Yan's lips curled up, he rolled up his sleeves, squatted down slightly, and placed his hands on the ground.

"Yes."

"This action means—【I'm going to do something big】!"

"In the name of the Goddess Nuwa."

"Hey, you cheapskate uncle, remember to give me a hand!"

Zhou Yan had a dual understanding of Fuxi. This guy was undoubtedly dangerous, but in the face of a real threat, he could be completely trusted.

He's the kind of guy who'd save lives in a life-or-death situation, but would also kick someone so hard they'd cripple their leg in ordinary times.

Before Ba could understand the meaning of those words, Zhou Yan closed his eyes slightly.

Golden light rose from beneath his palms, rapidly spreading and forming, radiating a clear Buddhist light.

The womb is compassion and reason. It is the Buddha's heart that nurtures all sentient beings with supreme compassion, which is the womb and the fundamental enlightenment.

Zhou Yan exhaled, his sideburns slightly tossed, and he chanted Buddhist scriptures. After a moment of silence, he said, "Never mind, I'm just a Taoist priest anyway, so I won't chant any more scriptures. In short—"

"The fundamental principle".

"The cause of attaining Buddhahood."

hum ---

The surrounding area seemed to be filled with the sounds of countless monks chanting scriptures and reciting Buddhist mantras.

The golden light of Buddha quickly changed and spread, revealing the eight-petaled lotus in the center. On the central position of the eight-petaled lotus was Vairocana Buddha, and on the eight petals stood Ratnaketu Buddha, King of the Blooming Flower Buddha, Amitabha Buddha, and Thunderous Drum Buddha.

The Garbhadhatu Mandala barrier opened, spreading layer by layer.

Zhou Yan's pupils were glowing with golden light. With the help of the Womb Realm barrier of the "Fundamental Cause, Principle of Buddhahood," he enhanced his perception and then used his enlightened Dharma Eye to thoroughly see through this place.

The Feng Shui Qi that Zhou Yan had previously collected from Zhong Boxi was directly shattered by Zhou Yan. With the help of these traces and the high-power output of the top Buddhist supernatural power, the truth of Langzhong Realm was finally revealed in Zhou Yan's eyes.

In Zhou Yan's vision, the entire Langzhong had changed. It no longer had the real feeling of material existence, but rather a semi-transparent texture. The Womb Realm directly pointed to the cause of all beings' Buddhahood. Zhou Yan directly used this supernatural power to perceive the vitality of all living beings.

I saw the more than 120,000 people sleeping.

To the naked eye, wisps of light could be seen emanating from these people and converging on the magnificent pavilion that Zhong Boxi had seen in his dream. Upon sensing it again, the seemingly real yet illusory realm beneath that pavilion clearly revealed the existence of the Earthly Soul and Heavenly Collapse.

All that the Dharma Eye perceives possesses a vast and terrifying, yet magnificent and ethereal charm.

"……Understood."

"It is to extract the life force of all living beings and gather it into one person's body."

"The so-called blessed land is actually a huge evil array called the 'Master of All Beings'... It draws life force from the surface, breaks the dragon-turtle array in the dream world, and once the ancient dragon-turtle is completely freed, the entire Langzhong will be submerged. All the people here will die, all traces will be destroyed, and no one will know that this evil array exists."

"And the people in that building have already secured the lives of 300,000 people."

"Even with a low absorption rate and various drawbacks, one can still achieve the status of a terrestrial immortal."

"Too calculating."

Zhou Yan looked at the pavilion. He could even sense that the ancient array was trying to absorb his life force and induce him to fall into a dream. However, because of Ba's presence, this method of hypnotizing people's souls and absorbing their life force was useless against him.

Zhou Yan then looked in the direction of the antique shop.

His expression turned slightly cold as he noticed a faint connection appearing on the bodies of Shen Cangming, Li Zhiwei, and others who had previously entered his dream. This indicated that entering a dream was a prerequisite for the operation of this evil technique.

Once someone falls asleep, becomes unconscious, or enters a dream state within the range of this great formation, the evil magic will be activated, absorbing their life force. Ultimately, their spirit will be forever trapped in the dream world, while their physical body will turn into fire and be devoured by others.

The process of devouring their lives has begun.

Inside that magnificent pavilion.

Two people were playing chess. One was a middle-aged man in official robes, and the other was a handsome and dashing young man. The sound of their moves was crisp and clear. A ripple flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.
"Outsiders are trying to connect with the outside world using the Taoist altar method."

The handsome young man, holding a chess piece, casually remarked:

"No need to worry, this place is already a blessed land."

"Unlike the outside world, we are the Heavenly Dao of this world."

"One word is law." "The methods, altars, and rituals of the outside world are of no use here, because this place is no longer the rule they are familiar with, nor are the mountains, rivers, and deities they are familiar with."

"Even if the true form of the Lord of Mount Tai were to descend, or the Queen Mother of the West of Kunlun were to be resurrected, within this realm, they would still have to obey the decree of Heaven and Earth. Even that one... would not be a match for us."

The middle-aged man disagreed with this statement, but still nodded.
"Yes."

Then he placed a piece.

The young man asked unhurriedly, "This blessed land is the most wonderful among the ten great grotto-heavens, thirty-six minor grotto-heavens, and seventy-two blessed lands recorded by the Taoist school, containing the principles of becoming an immortal."

"Even the master of Qingmingfang could not obtain this treasure."

"Prefect Wang, there are three points that have disturbed the dreamlike state of this blessed land. This counts as one. What about the other two?"

Prefect Wang said, "The other two places have already entered my dream, and they will be erased in a short while. This blessed land will definitely not be affected."

The young man picked up a chess piece and said, "That would be best."

"We must seize this opportunity."

click -

Just then, the chess piece in his hand suddenly made a crisp sound.

Both of their expressions changed slightly. Beside them was a jade talisman, clear and flowing, representing the Heavenly Dao authority of this [Blessed Land]. However, at this moment, the flow of the jade talisman began to stagnate.

Zhou Yan's eyes were fixed on the entire grand formation in Langzhong.

All life forms converge in one place, the soul sinks into dreams, and the body continuously gathers its own life force in one place. In other words, the cycle of life and death is severed here.

This place is not the human realm, and yes, there is no Mount Tai here. But is the so-called Lord of Mount Tai merely a mountain god? Holding a title is not about the name itself, but about the function. This is exactly what Zhou Yan realized in Ba's sealed dream.

At this moment, Zhong Boxi groggily awoke.

He had a nightmare.

I dreamt that I described the differences between the entire blessed land and the other world, and I also dreamt of one of the main deities of the Sichuan region, the ancient Dream Lord, who was like a clingy little girl, hugging the Taoist priest.

It was truly a nightmare...

He opened his eyes and saw Zhou Yan. His pupils contracted, and he instinctively tried to grab a weapon, but he couldn't grasp anything. Instead, his limbs were tightly bound, and he couldn't break free. He saw that the Taoist priest seemed to be about to do something.

boom! ! !
The energy flowed and spread from Zhou Yan's body. An extremely concentrated energy struck Zhong Boxi's face, causing him to catch his breath and his pupils to contract sharply as he watched the golden light beneath the young Taoist's feet grow ever brighter.

The wisps of light, like the last rays of sunlight at sunset, were crimson gold, like shattered golden sand, like flowers between life and death, slowly rising against the heavens and earth.

The Taoist priest's dark blue robe was rolled up, and his white sideburns were flying.

Zhou Yan stretched out his palm, and the Buddhist mandala array beneath his feet reactivated—

Zhou Yan made a hand seal and held it upright in front of him.

This is to highlight its reputation.

[Within and beyond the six directions, all things, great and small, are governed. All that possesses form and energy are subject to its rule.]

[A list of officials responsible for recording merits and demerits was compiled, and officials were appointed to oversee life and death.]

[Overall encompassing both the living and the dead, governing all things and people]

"In the name of the Lord of Mount Tai, the power of life and death is determined."

"The third major power—"

"life and death."

Zhong Boxi's pupils contracted sharply, his heart pounded wildly, and he saw Zhou Yan's sleeves billowing violently, the entire blessed land seemingly shaking—the very foundation of its existence was in trouble.

Zhou Yan had already grasped the concept of authority.

It is not dependent on Mount Tai, but on life and death.

Inside the pavilion, the prefect and the young man worked together to activate a large formation that covered the entire area around Langzhong, attempting to suppress this aura. The jade talisman representing the qualification to control the blessed land shone with light.

Someone, an outsider, is vying with them for control of this blessed land!
In pursuit of immortality, the Heavenly Dao here lacks [life and death], and [life and death] will not be born. However, if an incomparably powerful external life and death were to step in, it would naturally be able to penetrate in.

The array beneath Zhou Yan's feet shimmered with light—

The proposed method failed.

Unable to complete.

There is no such thing as life or death here!

This place does not exist on Mount Tai.

Zhou Yan exhaled, feeling the surging blood in his veins. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, he turned his gaze, no longer focusing on life and death, but rather on determining the [midpoint] of this world, this blessed land that was not of the human realm.

It represents a pillar supporting the sky.

The central pillar of heaven and earth is used to represent the orientation of Mount Tai.

The fate of the person has been redefined.

Even in blessed lands, there are indeed places with pillars of heaven, and Zhou Yan sensed their presence precisely and instantly marked them with his own imprint.

[Supporting Heaven and Earth, Determining Life and Death]

The prefect and the young man's expressions changed.

The jade talisman suddenly emitted a sharp light, and the two of them each cast spells to protect it.

However, the chessboard was overturned.

The black and white chess pieces landed on the ground, jingling and spinning.

The jade talisman, originally azure blue and representing this blessed land, now had wisps of black aura appearing. It was not evil, but rather carried an aura of righteousness.

Although they didn't manage to instantly seize a jade talisman, it still meant that their absolute control, which originally belonged to them, had been forcibly taken over by an outsider.

Permission hogging.

Zhou Yan withdrew his hand.

Sensing the distant [Central Pillar] that supports the existence of this blessed land, feeling the familiar blessing of the earth veins, his own cultivation has initially stabilized, the earth vein connection is successful, spiritual power assists in unfolding, and the foundation of the Lord of the Land Sacrifice is completed.

The power of life and death has been partially restored.

Under special circumstances, certain basic powers may be exercised.

So cool!

Zhong Boxi, his face pale, looked at the Taoist who seemed to have changed, becoming the center of this blessed land and grotto-heaven, and murmured:
"You, who are you?!"

Zhou Yan glanced to the side, and a golden mark appeared between his brows.

The essence of divinity and humanity flows through this body.

"This humble Taoist?"

"I am but a Taoist priest passing by."

(End of this chapter)