The sun and moon are both wrong; who made him seek the Dharma

His gaze fell upon the depths of Zhao Yan's primordial spirit, where there were countless acupoints.

A total of one hundred and three tiny holes, arranged like stars, are located at the core of the primordial spirit.

The acupoints of a seeker of the Dharma are present from birth, but most are closed and need to be opened step by step through cultivation.

The primordial spirit of mortals doesn't even have the acupoints for magic.

After carefully comparing them, he began to pinch them.

The black mist of the "Dual Hands" invaded the consciousness of the historical projection, transforming into countless tentacles as thin as hair, reaching towards the locations where acupoints should be located.

He shaped each acupoint according to the distribution of Zhao Yanyuan's spiritual energy points, not by opening them up, but by "pinching them out".

Instead, they carved a new door in the wall.

103 acupoints.

He kneaded and shaped them one by one, like a sculptor facing a piece of raw jade, carving out the outline stroke by stroke.

The black mist surged, condensed, and sculpted within the projected sea of ​​consciousness.

Those acupoints that did not exist before appeared one by one, from blurry to clear, from illusory to real.

The structures of Zhao Yan's and Huang Liang's acupoints appeared alternately in his mind, like two blueprints for him to refer to, compare, and choose.

He used Zhao Yan's acupoint distribution as the framework, and added several key nodes of Huang Liang as support.

The 103 acupoints took shape one by one in the projected primordial spirit.

The moment the last acupoint was completed.

Magical power surged within the projected body.

It is not external, not infused, but naturally generated from those newly formed acupoints.

Like spring water gushing from the ground, like blood flowing through veins, clear, abundant, and without a trace of impurity.

Xia Chuan's eyes lit up with surprise: "It really works?!"

Before Xia Chuan could even smile and react,

next moment.

The sky cracked open.

The sky seemed to have been torn apart by an invisible giant hand.

The entire city of Xi'an was plunged into darkness.

Those seeking the Dharma looked up in bewilderment.

But all they saw was bright red, jewel-like blood floating in the sky.

"The True Blood of All Trades?!"

"So much true blood?"

"The Corpse Immortal of Ten Thousand Industries has attacked?"

Amidst the incredulous gazes of the crowd

Black blood fell from the sky.

Like the legendary "Yellow River waters come from the sky," the river of blood poured down like a waterfall.

The next moment, the roars of all those seeking the Dharma resounded.

"alarm!!!"

"alarm!!!"

"A suspected Myriad Corpse Immortal has descended!!!"

the other side.

The Eastern Conference Venue.

The primordial spirits of the great supernatural beings gathered in a void, with light and shadow intertwined, and more than a dozen semi-transparent figures forming a circle.

They are here on important business.

But since the main character hadn't arrived, the conversation naturally turned to the newly emerged Supreme of the Three Realms.

"I never expected that the Three Truths would produce another Supreme Being."

Lady Xun Gu sat cross-legged, her hands folded on her knees, her tone tinged with emotion.

Yan You nodded in agreement:

"If we're talking about the three supreme beings, the one without a doubt is the Immortal Lord of the Myriad Laws of the Eternal World."

It's a pity that since the Immortal Lord passed away, the Three Immortals have become less and less capable with each generation.

Nowadays, apart from top-tier sects like ours with long-standing traditions, nobody knows about the Three Truths anymore.

People began to speculate about the Three True Sovereigns they had never met.

Some say the old man has been living in seclusion for many years, while others say he has been secretly training disciples.

Some say it was due to the blessings bestowed upon them by a celestial being.

Yan You smiled and shook his head:

"The deeds of the Immortal Lord are so outrageous that even if they were written down, we would still find them unbelievable."

"I wonder how much of the legendary Immortal Lord's style this time the Three True Supremes will be able to match."

As soon as he finished speaking, Le Ruyi, the master of Baotian Temple, dressed as a Taoist priest, seemed to remember something.

He looked at Madam Xun Gu thoughtfully and slowly spoke:

"The master of the forbidden mountain."

"Have you ever consulted the Three True Supremes?"

Lady Xun Gu was taken aback: "No, why do you bring this up?"

Le Ruyi's eyes lit up: "How about we try divining?"

Lady Xun Gu was taken aback: "This..."

Let's not even talk about whether we can get information about the other person through divination.

Those with great supernatural powers are extremely sensitive to changes in the world.

Rushing to pry into someone else's information might offend them.

Le Ruyi laughed heartily:

"To prevent any mishaps, let's divine the fate of these three supreme beings."

"Old Taoist, let's do divination together."

"It will be easier to talk when we meet again in the future."

Everyone echoed this sentiment.

Upon seeing this, the Bone-Seeking Lady finally realized what was happening.

This group of people wasn't actually interested in finding out the person's last name.

Otherwise, Wu Yuanzhen would be right there; he could just ask and find out.

Are they trying to get me to test that person's status?

Lady Xun Gu's gaze swept over the crowd.

Even the powerful beings who hadn't spoken were looking in her direction, clearly out of curiosity.

Suddenly, the nameless man's voice interrupted the crowd's instigation:

"Alright, stop fooling around."

The main character has arrived.

A figure materialized in the void, with white hair, red eyes, and a star mark between its brows.

Chen, the leader of the Nine Realms Sect.

As soon as Chen arrived at the scene, he heard a sarcastic remark beside him:

"Oh, I thought you weren't coming anymore."

Chen glanced at everyone, then looked at Wu Yuanzhen, who had spoken.

He calmly explained:

"I was busy with things inside, so I'm late."

Wu Yuanzhen snorted coldly:

"Busy? Busy enough to produce a powerful, magical corpse?"

Chen sighed, his tone as calm as if he were talking about a trivial matter:

"That's exactly what it's about."

Two disciples inside the sect were brutally murdered.

We are also heartbroken.

He looked at Wu Yuanzhen calmly:

"Whatever losses President Wu suffers, our Nine Realms Sect will bear them all."

"Two disciples were brutally murdered?"

Wu Yuanzhen repeated the sentence, the words squeezed out through clenched teeth.

"You think you can fool me with this statement?"

You're fucking inhuman!

The atmosphere at the round table was subtly heavy.

The Nine Realms Gate has always had a good reputation in the world of supernatural powers, but this time...

Using his own disciple's identity to cover up the Dharma Corpse, he almost killed a powerful cultivator.