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

He stared with extreme displeasure at the ceaselessly churning causal forces of karma:

"Young Master Wanye, did you learn to stay in bed even before you were born?"

Looking at the myriad causes and effects struggling in terror before him.

Hai Shan loosely clenched his right hand.

An invisible thread of cause and effect surged from his right hand toward the mass of cause and effect grasped by his hand bones.

Like countless glowing ropes, they tightly bound the blood-red mist, pulling it in one direction.

"Come early once in a while, okay?!"

[The innate supernatural power was originally based on the Mountain and Sea Map]

Amidst the tremors of causality that terrified even the most powerful beings.

The South Pacific Ocean surged with towering waves, causing seismographs across much of Asia to malfunction simultaneously.

The next moment, an enormous hole appeared above the island.

The blood-red void, like a giant mouth, slowly opened from the sky.

Thick, blood-red liquid dripped from the edge, each drop creating ripples of cause and effect on the sea surface.

In the void, a blood-red phantom, resembling an infant, slowly emerged.

The phantom was small, only the size of a normal person, and its body was curled up, like a fetus still in the womb.

But the oppressive aura it exuded caused panic among all the creatures in the entire sea area, from plankton to whales.

The coral retracted its tentacles, the fish scattered and fled, and the seabirds frantically flew away from the island.

The Corpse Immortal of Ten Thousand Industries has descended.

The moment it was born, the causal lines and the true blood of all karma surrounding the bloody infant spread like a torrential rain to all parts of the world.

Those crimson causal lines pierced through space, like an urgent barrage of text messages, leaving traces in every corner of the world.

The rushing true blood of all industries pierced through space, exploding in hotels, mountains, and cities.

The three, who had lived six lifetimes and five incarnations, felt as if something had hit their minds.

Help me!

1906 AD.

The Gate of Nine Realms.

In the secret room, Pan Nanjun frowned deeply.

The eyes beneath the bronze mask stared strangely at the newly lit lamp of destiny before him.

"Wasn't the operation supposed to take place tomorrow?"

"Why are the lights on today?"

"The boss is really impatient."

He muttered to himself, tapping his fingers twice on the table, "Never mind, never mind."

With a flick of his finger, his magic spread outwards through the walls of the secret chamber.

More than a dozen powerful magical corpses that had been sleeping in various parts of the Nine Realms Gate simultaneously opened their eyes.

They sat up from the stone coffin, their pupils glowing with an eerie green light, and turned their heads in the same direction.

Penglai.

Chapter 78 [Xia Chuan’s Star Stealing Reliance]

1906 AD.

The night was as dark as ink, and the sea was churning.

Eighteen bluish-gray figures sped across the moonlight, leaving long afterimages, and converged on Penglai Island from all directions.

The seawater beneath their feet was vaporized by the corpses emanating from them, creating a thin mist that shimmered pale in the moonlight.

On Penglai Island, Hai Zhengfeng's expression turned serious, his gaze sweeping across the sky like lightning.

"They've arrived as expected."

He quickly lit the talisman in his hand, and the talisman burned to ashes at his fingertips, turning into invisible messages that flew towards his pre-arranged allies.

Xia Chuan stood at the back of the crowd, watching the group of Nirvana Corpses attacking him, his brows furrowing slightly.

According to the content in the "Six Lives and Five Worlds" group chat, the action should be taken tomorrow.

Why did you come here today?

His gaze pierced through the night and landed on the leading figure dressed in an elaborate Taoist robe, his eyes narrowing slightly.

But then the other side arrived.

It's time for his undercover agent to make his appearance.

Remembering the message the undercover agent had sent him a few days ago, Xia Chuan struggled to suppress the grin that was about to spread to his ears.

While I was pondering, I heard a rather familiar voice beside me.

"They actually came."

Xia Chuan turned his head to look.

A portal suddenly appeared beside them.

The current sect leader, Li Changqing, stepped out through the teleportation portal behind him.

He bowed slightly to Xia Chuan and said, "Your intelligence."

"That's truly remarkable."

Wu Yuanzhen, the president of the Wenxian Society, who was accompanied by Wumingzi, the owner of the Qianji Pavilion, also came out.

Wu Yuanzhen looked at the approaching Nirvana Corpses from afar with considerable surprise.

"So many powerful magical corpses."

"This is the first time I've ever seen this."

The nameless creature with the body of an owl curled its lip and said, "Shit!"

"The Nine Realms Gate has been hidden for so long, I wonder how many living people have lost their lives."

Looking at the three people who had arrived.

Hai Zhengfeng was stunned for a moment: "Why are there only three of you?"

He clearly contacted a lot of people.

Li Changqing sighed: "You..."

"The Corpse Immortal of Ten Thousand Industries will descend tomorrow."

"Which sect or faction doesn't want to preserve their magical power to contend for the karmic consequences of all deeds after death?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Xia Chuan.

"Do you think everyone is like this new Supreme Being of the Three Truths?"

"A man of noble character, coming to help you as soon as he heard there were corpses?"

Upon hearing this, Hai Zhengfeng was completely stunned.

Xia Chuan remained silent.

Actually, he came here today mainly to collect lottery points.

After all, relying on [Reincarnation Dominance] and new skills, the number of people is actually meaningless to him.

In a 1v1 duel, he relies on combos that weave in Black Flash with [Spirit Binding],

Except for cases where there is considerable research and protection of the soul.

Even someone as strong as Huang Liang could only be impressed by Xia Chuan's sweat and hard work.

The secondary reason was the new information provided by his undercover agent.

Even a psychopath like Xia Chuan would find the information provided by the undercover agent to be bizarre.

But Hai Zhengfeng was unaware of these things.

He looked at Xia Chuan and his lips moved as if to say something.

In the end, all that remained was a long sigh.

"The three immortals of Penglai are intertwined and share the same branch."

He bowed deeply to Xia Chuan: "If Sanzhen ever needs anything in the future..."

"It is our duty to Penglai."

the other side.

Eighteen powerful magical corpses sped along under the moonlight.

In mid-air, the group quickly exchanged ideas.

The leader was dressed in an elaborate Taoist robe and carried a strange fragrance.

The fragrance was neither too strong nor too weak, yet it seemed to penetrate right into one's bones.

His face was mostly covered by the hood of his Taoist robe, revealing only a pair of eerie green eyes.

"The goal this time is to besiege Penglai."

The targets are Hai Zhengfeng, the current supreme ruler of Penglai Island, and the newly ascended supreme ruler of the Three Truths.

A nearby corpse frowned, its grayish-blue face full of confusion:

"We've mobilized such a massive force just for these two people?"

The incense master shook his head, his voice hoarse:

"This order was personally issued by Lord Pan Nanjun and Master Chen, and it must have a profound meaning."