Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 1042 The Dragon Lord Helps Me!

The Great Compassionate Dharma King, who was actually Xu Xuan, suddenly stopped at the entrance and pondered for a moment.

"I will not go in."

My intuition has already issued a sharp warning here, and I have also caught a familiar yet completely unfamiliar aura.

It was like meeting an old friend again, but they were wearing completely different masks.

In the spiritual vision, a murky yellow water dragon could be vaguely seen writhing and twisting deep underground, its enormous body radiating an ominous light, leading to some indescribable unknown place.

well.

It was the underworld, hell, but it was definitely not one of the hells he had visited.

The Yellow Springs ranks third among the Nine Springs and is an important foundation for Luofeng, the northern ghost capital.

The Nine Springs—Fengquan, Yaquan, Huangquan, Hanquan, Yinquan, Youquan, Xiaquan, Kuquan, and Mingquan—are like nine towering pillars, together supporting this dark and hellish place that suppresses the northern yin.

Each spring contains unique Yin laws and governs different penal and criminal responsibilities.

Just as Kyushu, though the core of the mortal world, is surrounded by countless untouched lands such as the miasma forests of the southern border, the deserts of the western regions, and the snowfields of the northern frontier.

Although the world is vast, there are unknowable realms beyond it, such as the Ruins of Return and the Sea of ​​Stars.

The vastness of the underworld far exceeds what ordinary people can imagine.

The hells, large and small, are scattered throughout the four directions, each with its own unique landscape and mysteries.

In this underworld map of Beidu Luofeng, Huangquan is in charge of the "Prison of Ghost Chasing," which is responsible for capturing escaped ghosts and suppressing vengeful spirits and evil spirits.

Its water is murky yellow, capable of corroding the soul and destroying the bones, and it also contains the ability to "trace back to the source". No matter where you escape to, as long as a trace of your soul is locked by the Yellow Springs, it will follow you like a shadow, never to die.

Such power demonstrates its important position in the entire system.

This is also one of the reasons why this river can cross over into the underworld, after all, it has a special function.

From the last intelligence Xu Xuan sent back after the fall of Shi Wang, he had already made some predictions about the situation underground.

But when I arrived at the scene in person and felt the almost solidified Yin energy, and saw the grass and trees around the camp withering and turning black at a visible speed, I was still alarmed by the speed at which the situation was deteriorating.

He paced slowly around the tent with his hands behind his back, his mind racing with calculations.

Stone King is a well-rounded warrior, with a solid foundation in the three realms of cultivation. His rock demon body, tempered over millions of years, is comparable to a magic weapon. He is proficient in both water and earth elemental supernatural powers, and what is even more remarkable is his profound knowledge of celestial divination.

Such a configuration would be considered at the level of a core elder even in major sects.

Even so, it still silently sank while exploring that seemingly ordinary passageway, without even a chance to struggle.

Xu Xuan calmly assessed his own strength.

In terms of cultivation level alone, he might not be much stronger than the Stone King. In terms of physical strength, he is slightly superior with the support of various supernatural abilities. Although he possesses many strange techniques, it is questionable how much of them he can utilize in the limited environment underground.

More importantly, he was acutely aware of his own constitution, which was prone to causing trouble wherever he went.

If we venture in rashly, we may not only fail to rescue the Stone King, but it could also trigger an even more terrifying chain reaction.

Since we cannot venture into the tiger's den, we must lure the tiger out of the mountains!
Suddenly I looked up and gazed at the sun in the sky, which was shrouded in gloom but still stubbornly shone its light.

The purest and most powerful fire of the sun is the natural nemesis of such yin energy.

There is a reason why Yin and Yang are separated.

Then, with a flick of his sleeve in the cold wind, the sound reverberated across the land:

"Dig for me!"

"Dig?!" Upon hearing this, Zheng Lian's knees buckled, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

"Your Majesty, please reconsider! We should be avoiding this dangerous water as soon as possible, how can we invite it up here? What if it gets out of control..."

The Great Compassionate Dharma King sighed deeply, his sleeves fluttering in the cold wind, and immediately began to quote scriptures and classic texts, readily available to him:

“Foolish! The Yu Gong says: ‘Guide the river to Jishi, and you will reach Longmen.’ The Yellow Springs below are indeed dangerous, but you must understand that the mortal world is not the same as the underworld. There is a balance of power between heaven and earth to restrain it.”

"Furthermore, when King Yu opened up the Nine Rivers, he was controlling the floods, which broke the principle of 'dredging is worse than blocking.' In the end, the Yellow Springs is also a branch of water veins. Rather than letting it accumulate evil in the underground rivers, it is better to bring it to the surface and resolve it with the righteous energy of the mortal world."

Seeing that Zheng Lian still looked doubtful and fearful, the Dharma King's tone became stern:
"If we allow the Yellow Springs to spread in the underground water veins, it will pollute the entire Central Plains water veins and amplify its malevolence! Only by drawing it out can we find a way to eradicate it and then use the Holy Emperor's secret treasure to fill the gaps in the earth veins."

Zheng Lian stood there, stroking his beard and pondering repeatedly.

Although this method sounds strange, upon closer inspection—you know what, it's actually quite effective.

It does make some sense.

After all, this is the true essence of flood control verified by the ancient holy emperor. Even the Netherworld should give the holy emperor some face, right?

He even had a dark thought: if it really can't be controlled, then we can secretly open a channel and divert the Yellow Springs water into a tributary of the Yellow River, thus diverting the disaster eastward...

Thinking about this, Zheng Lian was completely convinced.

He bowed deeply and said, "His Holiness's profound foresight and his courage and wisdom in going against the grain are beyond the reach of us ordinary mortals."

Little did he know that this seemingly unfathomable Dharma King was actually quite uncertain at that moment.

Xu Xuan simply felt that fighting against the Yellow Springs underground was too dangerous, which is why he disregarded everything and decided to move the battlefield to the surface. Once on the mortal realm, where the laws of heaven and earth would suppress them, where the power of the sun and stars would illuminate them, and where the abundant human fortune would envelop them, no matter how fierce the Yellow Springs might be, how much trouble could they possibly cause?
As a seasoned veteran who has long traversed the realms of Yin and Yang, the Great Demon King of the Human World is adept at utilizing this "home advantage."

Next, the area was completely transformed into a heavily guarded construction site.

To prevent any unforeseen circumstances, no civilian laborers were conscripted; all excavation work was undertaken by elite soldiers.

The soldiers, armed with specially made peach wood shovels, carefully dug downwards according to the area and depth personally designated by the Dharma King.

Dozens of worshippers stood by, using compasses and talismans to closely monitor the changes in the earth's energy, fearing that someone might be swallowed up by the eerie Yellow Springs if they were not careful.

The only sounds on the construction site were the shoveling of shovels and the occasional commands. Everyone held their breath and dared not be careless in the slightest.

After two days of methodical digging, a huge pit, several feet deep and three thousand paces in circumference, was revealed.

"Out!"

"Come out, come out!"

Suddenly, an old temple guardian in charge of the exploration cried out in alarm, his yin-probing needle trembling violently.

From a crevice at the bottom of the pit, a stream of yellowish-brown turbid water was slowly seeping out. The old elder immediately crushed a teleportation talisman and retreated more than ten feet.

Almost simultaneously, the command flags were waved and the war drums sounded!

All the soldiers, well-trained, threw down their tools and retreated rapidly along the pre-designated evacuation route. The entire process was orderly and without any chaos.

This is precisely the biggest advantage of having the military carry out the construction.

The group retreated again and again until they were five miles away before they dared to stop and look back.

At this moment, only Xu Xuan and a few highly skilled retainers dared to stand by the pit, observing intently.

The yellowish-brown spring water, thick and viscous like pus and blood, gurgled and surged upwards, quickly transforming the bottom of the giant pit into a terrifying and treacherous sea of ​​evil.

The water's surface was devoid of any sign of life, yet it churned with the distorted afterimages of countless lovesick men and women, their wails and cries mingling together, penetrating straight to the soul.

As the eerie wind passed, it brought with it the strange, sweet, and pungent scent of the red spider lily. Even a faint whiff of it would likely send ordinary creatures swooping in terror.

Seriously:
The turbid, yellowish-brown waves roared like thunder, and the foul wind chilled the soul.

The deep, bottomless pit has become a platform for the underworld to gaze towards their homeland!
Its ferocity seems to be even more terrifying than expected...

When the waters of the Yellow Springs reached the shore, it seemed to have struck an invisible barrier.

The laws of the living world and the laws of the dead collided fiercely here, eventually reaching a delicate balance. The turbid current could no longer spread outwards and could only stagnate at the edge of the giant pit.

However, the brownish-yellow fountain that shot into the sky from the center of the pit continued to violently spew water columns dozens of meters high, accompanied by mournful howls and distorted ghostly figures, clearly unwilling to be trapped here.

Xu Xuan dismissed his attendants and stepped forward alone, slowly plunging his hand into the churning Yellow Springs.

A bone-chilling cold instantly spread from his fingertips, accompanied by the intertwining and corroding of three distinct alien forces:

First, it has extremely strong corrosive properties, even dissolving protective qi at a visible speed; second, it has the characteristic of disrupting magical power, causing true essence to stagnate and become obstructed; third, it has a strange soul-binding power, as if countless invisible hands are pulling at the soul.

Ordinary people would have their souls stolen if they touched it, and even a newly initiated cultivator would probably not last more than three to five days.

Even someone of Stone King's cultivation level was dragged in; it's unclear whether he's currently sinking at the breach in the mortal realm or has already fallen into the Netherworld Hell...

This is really difficult.

Since this involves water veins, we need to consult professionals.

Xu Xuan mentally considered each person he could use:

While Bai Suzhen possesses great supernatural powers to summon wind and rain, and her innate magic is unparalleled, her sect's inheritance ultimately leans towards the Way of the Stars, and she may not be proficient in such Netherworld water veins.

As the Water Lord of the Three Lakes, Xiaoqing possesses considerable authority, but her cultivation is still shallow, and she is still in the growth stage. Her glory lies in the future, not in the present.

As for that white-haired monkey... it wouldn't be difficult to break the Yellow Springs tributary with one blow, but I'm afraid it would also smash the Stone King to pieces in the process... Besides, I can't invite it.

So……

Xu Xuan adjusted the white jade lotus crown on his head, which symbolized the White Lotus Holy Path, and tightened the blue silk sash embroidered with flowing cloud patterns around his waist. He then silently recited the mantra of the White Lotus Crossing the World Sutra.

In an instant, light shone beneath my feet, and a spiritual aura flowed around me.

Countless pure white lotus shadows appeared out of thin air in the surrounding void, and a cloud of auspiciousness rose gently from the depths of the lotus flowers, steadily supporting its form as it floated and swayed straight up to the heavens.

They were seen riding the wind, their green robes fluttering in the clouds.

In the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, the mighty Yangtze River stretched out before us like a long jade ribbon.

The river surged and the turbid waves rose into the sky, as if harboring some kind of unquenchable emotion.

Xu Xuan descended from the clouds and stood on the river in the middle of the river. Looking at the turbulent river, he knew that his elder brother was in a bad mood at the moment.

But he could only force a smile and bow to the surging waves, saying:

"Dragon Lord, help me!"

(End of this chapter)