Cultivating Immortality in Two Realms

Chapter 161 Taihuangtian

Southern Xinjiang.

A place of green hills and clear waters, shrouded in mist, with a faint mirage-like scene.

"We've arrived, let's go!"

"Remember, only by killing everyone can you survive..."

A massive, earthen-yellow ship sailed in, accompanied by a faint voice. A large number of Earth-element cultivators, like dumplings being dropped into a pot, plunged into the mirage and vanished in an instant…

"Where...is this?"

Fang Wuchen steadied himself and found that he was already in an underground palace.

Both sides were gray and white stone paths, winding and twisting, leading to who knows where.

"Who?"

Suddenly, a sound came, and a yellow light flashed beneath his feet, as if shrinking the distance to an inch, and he saw a Qi-training cultivator.

"Ah, my lord, spare my life... I am a rogue cultivator from ancient Shu."

A burly man in a hempen robe immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Only by killing everyone can you survive?"

Fang Wuchen murmured, "I'm sorry... I didn't want to either."

puff!

Just as he was muttering to himself, the burly man suddenly sprang up, stabbing Fang Wuchen hard with an earthen-yellow dagger.

when!

The dagger was like rotten leather, impossible to pierce.

"After establishing the Dao Foundation, it's a completely different realm from mastering Qi..."

Fang Wuchen glanced at the dumbfounded man, too lazy to pay him any attention, and casually waved his hand.

boom!

The person immediately turned into yellow earth and sand and exploded with a bang.

"Damn it... Cultivators here are killing each other. If Master encounters a cultivator who has attained the Qi Refining stage, it will be fine, but if he encounters a Foundation Establishment cultivator, it will just be a matter of me washing my sleeve..."

Fang Wuchen's expression turned anxious, and he headed deeper into the maze.

"Haha... You're just a nobody, yet you dare to provoke the Buddha?"

Miao Fengmingzi laughed loudly and smashed the head of the cultivator in front of him who had submitted.

Red and white substances splattered everywhere, landing on his face, yet giving him a rare sense of relief.

"Our esoteric sect is skilled in divination... Buddha can sense that after killing this person, earth elemental destiny will gather... This must be a method of raising Gu! They intend to cultivate a Gu King!"

"Hehe... I'm already tired of what these demonic cultivators are doing."

"Now, who knows where to open some blessed land or secret realm..."

Miao Feng moved swiftly, continuing his search for his next target.

"Before, Buddha was merely like a tiger lying in wait on a hill, concealing his claws and enduring... Now that you've entered this treasure land, perhaps you can find another way out..." His eyes were filled with sinister and cunning calculations, and his body shone with golden light, like a golden Arhat.

But at that moment, the void suddenly broke open, and a hand reached out from it.

The skin of this hand is delicate and slender like jade; it only requires a light press.

Even if this Miaofeng Mingzi was a Dao Foundation cultivator, possessed secret Dharma, and had an Arhat's golden body... he was instantly reduced to ashes!

Not only Miaofeng, but also Miaoshui, Qingjing... all suddenly encountered calamities and died!

above the sky.

"Hmph... Which ignorant fool brought these Buddhist monks here? Don't they know that their fates and karma are the most troublesome?"

Kaiyuanzi seemed to have a clear view of everything in the underground palace, and let out a cold snort.

This creates a great karmic connection with the Hidden Realm!

This is not a good thing.

"It's just that the young upstarts of the Xuan Tu Sect are arrogant and ignorant, seeking revenge out of personal motives... The destruction of the White Bone Sect is imminent, but it's not a big deal." Si Chen waved his hand, but he was somewhat surprised and uncertain in his heart: "I've also seen that Sangji, he had a chance to reach the Purple Mansion... How could his potential be so easily lost?" On the earthen-yellow giant ship.

The man, dressed in an earth-yellow Taoist robe and looking like a young man, stood with his hands behind his back.

Behind him, the middle-aged Daoji and his ilk, who had once swaggered around Xituo, ordering Daoji around like servants, knelt trembling, sweat pouring down their faces. "Merciful Immortal, spare our lives..."

When the middle-aged Daoist saw his own Xuan Tu Zhenren take action and kill Ming Zi and Ming Fei one by one, he broke out in a cold sweat, realizing he had done something wrong, and repeatedly kowtowed to beg for forgiveness.

"west Tuo was originally under the jurisdiction of my Xuan Tu Sect, but the White Bone Path came from the east and took it away, which you resent... Since you've brought it all here, it's good that it contains a few portions of Dao Foundation Earth Virtue Life to nourish this situation."

The young master stroked the middle-aged man's head, a scene that looked utterly bizarre: "This situation is about accumulating fate, and the esoteric sects are masters at manipulating fate... That Mingfei and Mingzi are of profound cultivation; if they enter the Taihuang Heaven and secretly accumulate fate, there is indeed a chance of escape. Do you know your crime?" "Master, spare my life..."

The middle-aged man was still trying to beg for mercy when his expression suddenly froze, and then he turned into ashes and vanished in an instant...

Taibai Island.

Fang Qing coldly observed everything in the underground palace through the perspectives of Fa Quan and Fa Jian: "So... it really is raising Gu poison?"

"Just like Tian Jinchen, cultivate the most powerful Dao foundation, and then open up a blessed land..."

"Unfortunately, even if these chosen ones manage to obtain cultivation techniques and treasures... they will still be completely plundered upon their return."

He was unaware that Miao Feng and the other Mingzi had already been killed by Zi Fu with a single palm strike.

But it's clear that these people will all end up badly.

"No chance..."

"If we want things to change, we'll probably have to wait until the real treasure appears..."

As time passed, within the underground labyrinth, the Earth element cultivators fought like venomous insects, their blood flowing like a river.

Above the sky, whether it was Si Chen, Kai Yuanzi, Xuan Tu Zhenren, or the Great Wind Demon King, they all watched all this indifferently, even with a hint of anticipation.

"This world... shouldn't be like this."

A soft voice rang out.

A figure flashed in the void, revealing a disheveled Taoist priest.

It is indeed the Three Perfections Immortal!

His Taoist robe was worn and tattered, reeking of smoke and fire, and his face was grime-black, but his eyes were quite bright.

"Sanji...this land has always been like this, from ancient times to the present."

Si Chen's eyes held a hint of pity: "If you desire a rich [Stomach Earth] destiny, then this is the only way to activate it..."

"Haha, those lowly cultivators are nothing but ants... If I go personally, using the lives of those in the Purple Mansion to make connections, wouldn't that be far more effective than a thousand or ten thousand?"

Master Sanji laughed heartily.

"Supernatural powers are indeed precious... but think it through, you're already at the table, why bother going down there yourself?"

Master Sichen sighed.

"These people came because of me, and died because of me... that is the sin of the old man."

"The old Taoist priest is just being a bit pretentious..."

The Three Masters of Sanji vanished into the mirage, a single point of earthy yellow light flickering amidst the swirling fog and shimmering rays of light. "He really doesn't want to live anymore..."

Si Chen, Bei Yuanzi, and the other real-life demon kings all remained silent.

After a long silence, it was the Demon King of the Great Wind Tribe who spoke first, his laughter hoarse and unpleasant: "This person is quite interesting... We originally wanted to invite him to join us at the table for dinner, but he offered himself up as well, serving as a blood sacrifice..."

"Sanji originally belonged to the Kitchen God's lineage, the Earth Virtue Purple Palace. Now, by offering his life as a sacrifice, he has connected with the celestial realm... How could the Great Yellow Heaven not respond? But in this way, this person is truly not far from death..."

Master Sichen sighed.

The next instant, heaven and earth intersected!

Taibai Island.

Inside the cave.

Fang Qing remained expressionless as he watched the magic swordsman wield his sword, unleashing a clear arc of light that ended the lives of the cultivators who had submitted.

"【Willow Earth】? 【Female Earth】? And 【Di Earth】? This should clearly be a 【Stomach Earth】 formation, right?"

"Could it be that because [Stomach Earth] embodies the positive nature of Earth, cultivators of the other three Earth elements can also use it?"

"But... I'm afraid I can't save Fang Wuchen."

He sighed softly. If this battle had to be fought down to the last one destined person, there was no way he could save someone under the noses of a bunch of Purple Mansions.

Even if their own two pieces were to fight to the death against a Dao Foundation cultivator, their chances of winning would not be high.

Just then, Fang Qing exclaimed in surprise.

From his perspective, Fa Quan and Fa Jian had somehow arrived in another world.

As the sun sets, its golden rays shine brightly!

The earth was yellowish-brown, and the place where Faquan was located was a desert.

The magic sword stood before a group of mountains, on which many buildings were faintly visible.

"This is no blessed place!"

Having experienced the Blessed Land of Misty Waves, Fang Qing looked at the large, yellowish-brown sun and immediately understood: "Sangji said that the Blessed Land has no sun or moon, only the vast and boundless Grotto Heaven has the sun, moon, and stars... I don't know if it's the real sun and moon, or a projection of magic... The power of the True Lord is evident. He really is an immortal..."

"But I thought we'd fight each other until only one was left. How come two of them got in? We haven't encountered any Foundation Establishment cultivators yet, which means there are quite a few people who came in..."

"However, it's definitely an opportunity!"

Fang Qing's eyes lit up.

The grotto-heaven is rich in spiritual treasures, even surpassing blessed lands!

Furthermore, the possession of the True Lord's lineage was something he craved.

"No matter what, Daoji would never steal something from Zifu... I reckon these two won't end up with good luck."

"Just like last time, reading more Taoist scriptures will suffice..."

Having learned his lesson last time, Fang Qing had no intention of searching for any rare spiritual objects or magical treasures this time...

Gaining some knowledge from classical texts, and if I happen to meet Fang Wuchen, lending him a hand, that would be enough.

"Now that things have come to this, there's no need to hide it anymore."

With a thought, flames suddenly erupted around the magic sword, and rays of light seemed to appear behind his head, transforming into the shape of a sun.

His aura also broke through from the peak of Qi cultivation in an instant, radiating the power of the Foundation Establishment!

It is precisely to obtain the position of Prince Ming!

Whoosh!

With a fierce expression, the swordsman flew towards the mountaintop building in a flash of fire.

Such a swaggering display immediately attracted the attention of other cultivators.

A handsome young man, his body enveloped in the glow of vegetation, approached. Looking at the magic sword, a hint of surprise crossed his eyes: "The Great Sun Dao Lineage? I am Liu Junyan of the Liu family!"

"The Buddha is a Dharma sword under the tutelage of the Secret Master."

Fa Jian replied calmly that being a true cultivator of the Great Sun lineage was not a good identity, but being from the Secret Realm or the Joyous Union lineage was fine.

"So it was Akiko in person."

Liu Junyan sighed, "The grotto-heaven is isolated from the void, yet Mingzi still possesses the power of a Dao Foundation. Presumably, besides the blessing of his master, he has also cultivated the profound Dao Foundation on his own. I admire him..."

He felt a sense of unease and suspicion; "I was framed by my family and brought here. All I've seen along the way are earth-elemental beings, so how come there's suddenly a Tantric monk? And one who practices Mahavairocana?"

"Isolation and blessing from the grotto-heaven?"

Fang Qing felt a chill run down his spine, and then he realized that this was the difference between his own Mingzi and the secret Mingzi.

"The Dao-born Pearl is all-encompassing, even the Lesser Universe is unobstructed, so why fear a mere cave heaven as an obstacle?"

"But we'll have to be more careful if we encounter similar situations in the future."