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Chapter 135 Fragments of the Haotian Mirror, Blood Sea Rakshasa!
The world was in an uproar as a heretical being crossed over from another realm.

Many forces were thus stirred up, including the royal families of Southern Jin and Northern Zhou, the fourteen aristocratic families, the seven schools of Taoism and Buddhism, the nine paths of evil, and even the demon race and the Golden Horde of the grasslands, all of whom were watching closely to see what kind of changes such an existence would bring to the world.

This not only represents the addition of a Dharma Body combat power to the world, but also represents the vast天地 (heaven and earth) behind it, a brand new world, and a completely different system.

All the Dharma Bodies in the world are trapped in the realm of human immortals. If they can gain inspiration from the other, is there a chance to break free from these shackles?

"Go find him! My vast grasslands have everything I need, and I'm willing to make a deal with him!" In the golden tent of the grasslands, Great Khan Guldo spoke, his voice booming with an overwhelming force.

In his hand, a large axe gleamed with a faint light.

Heavenly Punishment Ax!
These are currently the only two peerless divine weapons in the real world!
The Southern Jin and Northern Zhou dynasties also made moves. The lack of a powerful master to oversee them has always been a concern for both. If no outsiders had appeared, they might still be pondering the power of sentient beings. But now, with the outsider system, is it possible to bypass certain restrictions?

In an instant, the world was in turmoil!
However, Yang An remained calm and unmoved, and spent several days discussing the Dao with Su Wuming, exploring the path of legend.

"When the Dharma body is sublimated, it is the best time for the true spirit to respond to all worlds and connect with others."

"But to do this, one must master the method of understanding one's own mind and nature, and proving that one is truly one; otherwise, one will inevitably be influenced by it."

Su Wuming had accumulated profound knowledge in this path, almost reaching a peak. The reason he had not broken through to the Dharma Body for so long was because he was connecting with more others and himself, intending to achieve something once he entered the Dharma Body.

He said solemnly, “My sect has mastered the Seven Swords of Heaven-Slaying. The first move, ‘Slaying the Dao to See Me,’ is to understand one’s mind and nature. Only then can one achieve this.”

"If you do not have relevant experience, you should be careful."

Su Wuming was generous in lending out fragments of the Haotian Mirror so that Yang An could gain some insights. In return, Yang An also gifted him several unorthodox sword techniques at the Dharma Body level. After exchanging ideas, Su Wuming felt that he had gotten a good deal.

"First, one needs to sense things in advance through external forces; second, one needs to understand one's own mind and nature."

“However, there is still a difficulty for me.” Yang An said knowingly, playing with the fragments of the Haotian Mirror. His aura was murky and flickering. Vast universes appeared, including flat continents, but he never managed to lock onto the corresponding entity.

Without him, how would I respond?

Even for those who ascend from the myriad realms to the real world, it wouldn't be like this; they still possess a counterpart, an ego.

In the Real World, their true spirits are a level higher, but that doesn't mean they are completely without the chance of backlash. Once they break through to the Dharma Body first and arrive in the Real World, replacing their true selves in the Real World, they will naturally have the opportunity to break through to the Legendary level.

Yang An is special; the majesty of the gods cannot be desecrated. Even if the true realm were to split into fragments of cosmic light, it would be impossible to create a counterpart to him.

The so-called unique characteristic of the myriad worlds may be something he was born with.

However, we need to find a way to identify the other characteristics of the projections of the heavens. Lu Da's unique perspective is more valuable for reference.

"Or perhaps one Haotian Mirror isn't enough." Yang An's thoughts stirred slightly. There is no need for others to generate it, but one can create it oneself, and it is not even limited to people. A story, an object, or an ethereal concept will suffice.

The legend is complete; it has long since achieved the ability to project images along with the infinite multiverse.

He was different from others, coming from the top down.

"Goodbye for now."

Yang An acted swiftly and decisively, putting down the Haotian Mirror in his hand, and then disappearing from the Sword Washing Pavilion in a flash.

"Has the senior left?" Jiang Zhiwei entered the main hall and saw Yang An had disappeared, feeling somewhat regretful.

These past few days I've had the privilege of listening to my master and Yang An's discussions on Taoism. Although most of it was difficult to understand, it still allowed my Taoist cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds. The same was true for my understanding of the White Emperor Sword Technique, where I comprehended a Dharma Body-level killing move.

"It should be so." Su Wuming's expression was calm, but he had a feeling that someone in this world might suffer.

Of course, there are more than one fragment of the Haotian Mirror in the world.

Yang An knew that there was another piece hidden deep in the Eternal Valley of the Southern Wilderness, even more complete than the one in Su Wuming's possession, and that this item was destined for him.

The southern wilderness is a boundless mountain range.

A mountain range resembling a long snake, winding and twisting, with its head and tail connected, is the famous Long Snake Mountain.

"This real world isn't very big either." Yang An descended from the sky, almost like a Dharma body, and traveled tens of thousands of miles in an instant to arrive at this place.

"Who dares to trespass on the sacred grounds of my Blood Robe Sect!"

A loud shout came from Long Serpent Mountain, and a series of figures rushed out, including Blood Infant Venerable, Dry Bone Demon Lord, and Parting Granny, all of whom were renowned top experts in the demonic path.

The Nine Paths of Evil, the Blood Clothes Sect!

This place had long been occupied by them, and they kept a close eye on the Valley of Immortality.

This sect wields immense power in the Southern Wilderness, and no one in the world can do anything about it, not even the righteous Dharma bodies. Apart from the sect leader, Blood Sea Rakshasa, who is a demonic immortal-level Dharma body, there are also incense-burning deities and Gu gods they worship!

He is actually a powerful being at the peak of the Human Immortal realm, and during the height of his fame, he could even be considered an Earth Immortal. His faith is undying, and so is his own existence. He has always been a figure that all the major righteous sects are wary of.

"You didn't even run away when you saw me?"

Yang An was surprised and casually tossed aside the Spear of the Underworld God. He had nothing to say to evil spirits and heretics; they had offended his eyes.

The platinum spear fell from the sky, carrying blazing celestial fire that purified everything. The Blood Robe Sect disciples and elders didn't even have time to react before they turned to ashes.

However, not everyone was killed. Some ordinary people who were abducted were unharmed because they were covered in the pure fire of the heavens. In fact, the injuries they had suffered from torture and abuse were even healed.

The Celestial Fire possesses a spirit and a unique mechanism for judging cause and effect. For sinners, this flame is terrifying beyond measure; once touched, they are reduced to ashes. But for the innocent and kind, it is a warm flame that heals not only their wounds but also their souls.

"god!"

Many people knelt on the ground, their expressions devout and excited. To them, this scene was a deity descending to earth to judge sins, and the sacred flames could be seen falling to earth for dozens of miles around.

"Shh!"

Yang An casually grabbed a girl from among them.

"M-Master..." the girl stammered, her eyes darting around.

But Yang An had no time for idle chatter. "Take me to the Valley of Eternal Life!"

The girl's name was Xiaoru. She was a survivor of the Valley of Immortality. After her clan was wiped out by the Blood Sea Rakshasa, she was filled with resentment and kept wandering around the area.

"Yes, sir." The other person resigned himself to his fate and led the way.

Although he seems a bit domineering, so many ordinary people were saved, so he must be a good person... right?

"Which bastard destroyed my avatar and came to the Southern Wilderness to seek death?!"

Deep in the Southern Wilderness, an angry voice came from a blood-red lake that stretched for nearly a thousand miles. In an instant, waves surged and countless drops of blood converged at the center, where a blood-red figure appeared, draped in a blood-red robe.

Tenth on the Heavenly Ranking: Blood Sea Rakshasa!
There was an avatar of his in the Long Serpent Mountain, but the connection was lost in an instant, and all that was seen was a platinum spear falling from the sky.

The Valley of Immortality holds a significant opportunity, relating to his path after attaining Buddhahood.

Without any hesitation, the Blood Sea Rakshasa vanished from its spot in a flash.

Yang An had already ventured deep into the Valley of Immortality. Before him were walls reflecting different lights. Xiao Ru beside him shuddered, and many figures were reflected out: an old woman, a young girl of seventeen or eighteen, and a spirited female knight-errant who roamed the world.

This presented almost all the possibilities in the other person's life, but many of them were already shrouded in darkness, and her expression showed a hint of pain.

The so-called immortal race is formed by merging with another self at a lower level, forcibly prolonging life, but gaining different memories and perceptions. After five or six reincarnations, the original self disappears.

I am still myself, but I am no longer 'I'.

According to legend, in reincarnation, the three souls are replaced, and after a few lifetimes, they completely vanish. Even if they are awakened from their past lives, they are not the same person.

“Indeed, this Haotian Mirror is more complete.” Yang An’s gaze did not linger on the other party, but instead looked at an ancient mirror floating behind him, its eerie light flickering and changing.

He immediately reached out and picked it.

Strictly speaking, this ancient mirror was left by the Azure Emperor. It was formed from a wisp of the original Haotian Mirror's essence, and it is more complete than the fragments. It is equivalent to a scaled-down version of the Haotian Mirror, except that it is less powerful, but it has all the functions.

Moreover, having passed through the hands of the Azure Emperor, even the demon Buddha Ananda, who was the previous incarnation of Haotian, could not tamper with it. Once it was in his grasp, it was basically safe and a rare treasure without any pitfalls.

"The Azure Emperor is a good man!"

Yang An sighed, the Chaos Green Lotus left behind by the Azure Emperor of the Shrouding the Heavens Universe had helped him a lot, and the Azure Emperor of this 'one life' world had also left behind many opportunities.

I will have to repay you in the future.

"stop!"

A blood-red figure descended from the sky, and roared angrily upon seeing this scene.

Yang An naturally wouldn't waver. The Haotian Mirror fell into his hand, and with a flip of his palm, it disappeared. Only then did he calmly turn around, look at the blood-red figure that had arrived in front of him, and casually say, "What are you? How dare you point fingers at me?"

"Blood Sea Rakshasa!"

Xiao Ru slowly woke up, her face instantly turning deathly pale, her eyes filled with despair.

"You killed my avatar and stole my opportunity! How dare you be so insolent!"

"court death!"

Enraged, the Blood Sea Rakshasa shattered the void as soon as he finished speaking, and layers of blood sea fell from the sky, the pungent smell of blood permeating the entire universe.

Between heaven and earth, only the color of blood remained. There were no stars, no sun, and not even the concept of void. Only a vast sea of ​​blood remained, surging endlessly and engulfing everything!
This sea of ​​blood is not an illusion, but reality. It is unknown how many people were slaughtered and how many worlds were submerged before this sea of ​​blood was created.

It is also the true form of the Blood Sea Rakshasa, whose Dharma body is the Blood Sea and the Blood Sea is the Dharma body.

The sea of ​​blood will never dry up, and the Dharma body will never perish!

"You heretic from outer space, instead of staying in the Central Plains, you dare to come to my Southern Wilderness and interfere in my important affairs. I will imprison you in a sea of ​​blood and burn your soul like a sky lantern!"

"As for your powerful body, it will become my blood bank, and I will take good care of it."

A blood-red lotus platform emerged from the sea of ​​blood. The Blood Sea Rakshasa revealed a greedy look on its face. It smelled the platinum holy blood hidden beneath Yang An's body. The blood, which was full of sacred, majestic and supreme aura, was like a poppy flower, driving it mad.

"Swallow me, and your breakthrough to Earth Immortal will be right before your eyes!"

(End of this chapter)