Fantasy: I, the Great Celestial Venerable of the Dao

The Ghost Realm is different from the Demon Realm; this is the most closely guarded secret among the Six Realms.

Demons are born in the mortal realm, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon to cultivate their physical form and Taoist magic;

Ghosts reside in the underworld, gathering the energy of the netherworld and following the laws of reincarnation.

Therefore, when the ghost realm and the human realm merged, it was not as grand and spectacular as the demon realm, with the gates of the realms opening wide.

It quietly merged into the underworld dimension, which coexists with the mortal world.

Qingyun Mountain, Huanyue Cave.

At the very moment when the ghost realm and the human realm's underworld dimension completely merged.

A muffled sound, audible only to Earth Immortals and above, resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

Dull yet powerful.

Dao Xuan Zhenren sat cross-legged deep within the cave, his body enveloped in a pale golden halo.

His eyes were closed, but his primordial spirit had already left his physical body, transforming into a phantom figure that hovered in front of the Immortal Execution Sword.

The spiritual energy tide brought about by the fusion of the six realms.

A vortex was forming around the Illusionary Moon Cave, surging wildly into his body.

"Now is the time!"

Dao Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, and two beams of golden light shot out from them.

Through this period of cultivation, his Yuan Shen has undergone a qualitative transformation under the nourishment of spiritual energy.

His primordial spirit power is now equivalent to the early stage of a Celestial Immortal!

This is an opportunity that cultivators in the mortal realm rarely encounter in a thousand years, and it is also the greatest gift bestowed by the turmoil in the six realms.

The powerful primordial spirit surged towards the Immortal Execution Sword like a tidal wave.

It easily pierced through the layer of restrictions set up by successive Qingyun sect leaders on the surface of the sword, reaching the depths of the sword's core.

There, was the fifth volume of a celestial book woven from golden runes.

It exudes an aura of majesty that suppresses all ages, firmly locking in the most fundamental power of the Immortal Execution Sword.

"Just as I thought." Dao Xuan understood.

Just as he guessed, it was the fifth volume of the Heavenly Book left behind by the Heavenly Emperor.

Its true purpose is not as simple as passing on Taoist teachings.

Instead, it was to seal away this malevolent sword, which was born from the essence of the malevolent energy of heaven and earth!

The Immortal Execution Sword and the Beast God share the same origin, both being embodiments of the negative energy of heaven and earth.

It can grow stronger by absorbing malevolent energy.

Fearing that it would become uncontrollable and wreak havoc on the six realms, the Heavenly Emperor used the power of the Heavenly Book to set up this seal.

"Today, I will let you see the light of day again."

Dao Xuan let out a low shout and poured all his magical power into the Zhuxian Sword without reservation.

That immense, ocean-like power instantly awakened the dormant seal.

The golden runes formed from the fifth volume of the Heavenly Book suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, transforming into a giant golden dragon.

Carrying the will of the Heavenly Emperor, it charged headlong into Dao Xuan's torrent of magical power.

boom!

The two forces collided deep within the sword's heart.

The resulting shockwave caused the entire Illusion Moon Cave to shake violently.

The array carved on the cave walls lit up one after another.

That was a reinforcement formation set up by the ancestors of Qingyun, but now it flickered like a candle in the wind.

Dao Xuan's face turned pale, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The sealing power left by the Heavenly Emperor far exceeded his expectations.

The will of Heaven contained within that golden dragon nearly shattered his primordial spirit.

"How could I, Dao Xuan, be defeated by an unclaimed seal!"

He bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The essence blood transformed into crimson runes in the air, merging into magical power.

Instantly, the originally pale golden magic power was stained with a layer of blood, and its power increased several times over.

The crimson torrent clashed with the golden dragon once more.

This time, the golden dragon let out a mournful cry of resentment, its body shattering into countless points of light that vanished into nothingness.

puff--

Dao Xuan spat out another mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper, but his eyes gleamed with excitement.

The seal on the Immortal Execution Sword has been broken!

He reached out and grasped the hilt of the Zhuxian Sword. The sword trembled slightly and emitted a clear, melodious sound.

The sword is still the same sword, its shape unchanged, but holding it in my hand gives me a completely different feeling.

It was as if he was not holding an inanimate object, but a life that had just awakened.

Joy, longing, violence, majesty... all sorts of emotions were transmitted from the sword to Dao Xuan's heart.

The Zhuxian Sword cheered, cheering to break free from its shackles.

It also craves, craving to absorb more malevolent energy to strengthen itself.

"What a vicious sword." Dao Xuan gently stroked the blade, a complex look flashing in his eyes.

Just as he expected, the Immortal Execution Sword was like the Beast God.

It can continuously evolve by absorbing the malevolent energy of heaven and earth.

This kind of growth-oriented magic weapon is exactly the tool he needs most right now.

But the danger is equally obvious: if the swordsman's will is not firm.

If one's cultivation is insufficient, one will be devoured by the malevolent energy within the sword, turning into a demon who only knows how to kill.

"However, since you acknowledge me as your master, you should understand who the true master is."

Dao Xuan activated the Taiji Transformation Scripture, and pure Daoist true essence surged into the sword.

Slowly soothe those restless and aggressive emotions.

The tremors of the Zhuxian Sword gradually subsided, and it finally lay obediently in his hand.

However, the crimson hue deep within the sword's blade was more profound than ever before.

Just as Dao Xuan broke the seal on the Zhuxian Sword, deep within the Ghost Realm, in the Yama Palace...

This is a magnificent palace suspended above the Netherworld Blood Sea.

The entire piece is made of black jade from the underworld, with ghostly lanterns that have burned eternally on the eaves.

There were no tables or chairs inside the hall, only three tall thrones arranged in a triangular shape.

On the left throne, a middle-aged man in a blood-red robe closed his eyes to rest.

His face was cold and stern, with a single horn on his forehead; he was none other than the Asura King, one of the three kings of the Ghost Realm.

It was the very being summoned by the Four Spirits Blood Array of the Ghost King Sect back then.

However, his aura is now more than ten times stronger than when he first descended to earth.

On the right throne sat a woman with fiery red hair and a seductive figure.

She wore a fiery long dress, and her bare skin was covered with flame tattoos.

Sparks flew as his eyes opened and closed.

This is the Fire Demon King, who rules over the lava hell of the ghost realm.

On the central throne, Yama, the King of Hell, wore a black dragon robe and a nine-tassel crown.

His dignified face was now marred by a furrowed brow.

"King Asura, do you have any evidence to prove what you just said?"

The King of Hell's deep voice echoed in the empty hall.

The Asura King opened his eyes, his blood-red pupils devoid of emotion:

Why would I, the king, lie to you?

The merging of the Ghost Realm and the Underworld with the Human Realm is more than half complete. As the Lord of the Ghost Realm, can't you sense the changes in the laws of the Netherworld?

After a moment of silence, the King of Hell's immense divine consciousness spread out like a tidal wave.

Through the barrier of the ghost realm, he sensed the dimension of the underworld in the human realm.

The originally thin aura of the underworld there is now slowly merging with the ghost realm.

Those wandering, lonely ghosts.

They began to instinctively gather in several fixed directions, which were the projections of ghost cities in the underworld.

"It has indeed merged..." Yama Ghost King withdrew his divine sense, his expression solemn.

"But why is it so peaceful? None of the cultivators in the mortal realm have noticed?"

"That's the problem," the Fire Demon King said, his voice like rolling lava.

"Unusually calm."

In my opinion, either the fools of the mortal world are truly oblivious, or...

Someone secretly manipulated the fusion process, deliberately keeping everything quiet.