Yinshan Record

Chapter 179 The Battle is in Full Swing
"Lord."

Xue Shaojun adjusted his breathing slightly, but his heart was filled with complex emotions.

The Yin-Yang Dharma King appeared, dressed in a plain white robe, wearing a golden crown, and with his face covered by a black veil.

Xue Shaojun had not seen the Yin-Yang Dharma King for a very long time; if a specific timeframe were to be given, it would be two hundred and thirty years.

As a true confidant of the Yin-Yang Dharma King, Xue Shaojun had heard the Yin-Yang Dharma King mention a few words about him.

It seems that the Yin-Yang Dharma King is rejected by the world of this realm because of an old incident, and will almost never be able to achieve immortality again.

Once the tribulation is overcome, under the immense pressure of heaven and earth, even the deepest accumulation will vanish into nothingness.

The prophecy of Xuandu Palace, "It is difficult for evil spirits to attain sainthood after countless eons," is the most direct warning.

Therefore, the Yin-Yang Dharma King had to use a supernatural power called the "Nine Netherworld Reincarnation Method" to prolong his lifespan in the underworld.

This supernatural power was created by the Yin-Yang Dharma King based on the Buddhist method of reincarnation. It allows the Yin-Yang Dharma King to be reincarnated continuously, and after being reincarnated into other ghosts, the Yin-Yang Dharma King's lifespan will not be consumed.

However, this supernatural power also has its drawbacks. The ghost that is reborn has weak magical power, and once it is reborn back to its original self, its original lifespan will be severely depleted.

The Yin-Yang Dharma King has been extending his lifespan in the underworld by almost self-sealing, constantly reincarnating within the realm of Yin and Yang.

This is also the biggest secret within the Yin-Yang Realm, known only to Xue Shaojun.

For 230 years, Xue Shaojun carefully managed the Yin-Yang Realm, striving to maintain its mystique and accommodating the petty schemes of the other ghost generals.

This was all to buy more time for the Yin-Yang Dharma King. Xue Shaojun did not believe the prophecy that "it is difficult for a Yin spirit to become a saint after countless eons," and he believed that the Yin-Yang Dharma King would definitely be able to attain immortality.

The appearance of the Yin-Yang Dharma King here signifies that Xue Shaojun's long-held mission has ultimately ended in failure.

"You've worked so hard these past few years, you can finally get some rest."

The Yin-Yang Dharma King stood on the palace steps, gazing at Yuwen Rui, who was locked in battle with Feng Xi and Xiang Liu.

His gaze swept across the faces of Master Mulan, Yunluo, Baihejiao, Su Che, and others.

"It's been years since it's been this lively."

The Yin-Yang Dharma King's tone carried a hint of melancholy.

Having been imprisoned in this realm for so long, the people of the world have long forgotten why the Yin-Yang Realm has been able to exist in this realm for so long.

"Pro."

The wind and cloud are discolored.

With a wave of his long sleeves, the Yin-Yang Dharma King caused layers of wind to solidify into boundless solid ice. Tiny ice shards swirled and formed a wall in front of him, like a thin line dividing the battlefield. The long wall of ice shards reflected the light, resembling an inverted galaxy.

Su Che knew this was a beautiful trap; the chilling aura emanating from the icy fog was far beyond what Bai Hejiao's beast-mouthed blue lamp could withstand.

At that very moment, Su Che could feel the chill creeping in silently, and he felt the cold again.

"It's cold, isn't it? You know, in ancient times, there was a wicked dragon that wreaked havoc in the North Sea."

Bai Hejiao suddenly leaned forward, her left hand holding the green lamp, while her right hand wrapped around Su Che's waist. She pressed her body tightly against Su Che, her face against his back, and slowly spoke.

"That evil dragon possessed the Yin power of the Tai Xuan, and its magical power was unparalleled in this world. Xuandu Palace once sent seven Earth Immortals to subdue it, but they returned defeated. At that time, the Central Plains was cold every day."

Su Che swallowed hard, wondering what Bai Hejiao was up to.

"You smell very nice, has anyone told you that?"

Ice shards danced wildly, the chill piercing the soul.

Yuwen Rui held nothing back, unleashing layers of powerful energy as his fists cascaded down like inverted rivers, striking the Xuanbing Great Wall before him.

“At that time, there was a female cultivator named Zhi Guangji who, along with several other fellow cultivators, ventured deep into the North Sea and fought a bitter battle with that evil dragon for seven years, finally slaying it. That evil dragon had a name back then, Bi. The breath it exhaled was this Bi wind.”

So soft. As Su Che was thinking this, he suddenly felt a weight in his hand. It turned out that Bai Hejiao had stuffed the blue lamp into his hand so that she could look at him with both hands.

"Miss Bai..."

Su Che turned his head and found that Lu Bai had already fainted from the cold.

I want to hold you like this forever.

Bai Hejiao muttered.

"Don't worry, Yuwen Rui is very strong."

The powerful Grand Tutor of Northern Wei continued to bombard the ice wall in front of him with his fist energy, but made no progress.

Master Mulan clasped her hands together in prayer.

"My Buddha is merciful."

A low murmur shook the heavens and the earth, bringing forth endless ghostly howls.

In His Pure Land, immaculate light shines perfectly and without obstruction, manifesting a land.

The Seven Treasures Tree sways and dances in the wind, while in the Eight Merits Pool, heavenly dragons shake their heads and wag their tails. The ground is paved with golden bricks, each inscribed with scriptures that point directly to supreme wisdom.

Lotus flowers filled the void, and countless beings were born and died within the petals. Their faces were undaunted, and they chanted Buddhist mantras.

Listen closely, and you will hear them praising Mulan's wisdom and compassion, singing praises of how many years he will be able to create a magnificent land, universally save countless beings, and enable all living beings in the three thousand great worlds to break through delusion and attain enlightenment, ultimately achieving Nirvana.

"If hell is not empty, I will never become a Buddha."

Suddenly, mournful cries rang out from within the halo of Buddha behind Mulan's head.

The mournful screams just now did not come from the Yin-Yang realm, but from the Buddha light behind Mu Lian's head.

Where are the devout believers in the lotus? They are clearly a group of insatiable hungry ghosts, Yakshas, ​​Rakshasas, Phra Phuttharis and many other kinds of hungry ghosts, who roam among them, turning those devout believers who chant scriptures into blood and flesh in their mouths.

Not satisfied with this, the hungry ghosts turned the Seven Treasures Tree into food and drank the water of the Eight Merits Pool. Among them, the heavenly dragons also cried out in agony as they were torn apart by the countless hungry ghosts.

"Greed, anger, and ignorance are the three poisons of the human body. Because of greed, one falls into the realm of hungry ghosts; because of anger, one falls into hell; and because of ignorance, one is reborn as an animal. Among the three poisons, greed is the foremost and is the gateway to all evils..."

The monk Mulian chanted scriptures, and countless evil spirits leaped out from behind him, transforming into a whirlwind that plunged into the ice walls. Their bodies were torn apart by the ice shards, and they let out cries of agony.

However, these evil spirits didn't care and rushed forward, managing to squeeze a way through the layers of ice walls.

"...Greed is like a poisonous dragon, lurking in the five afflictions; its poison is fierce and difficult for the soul to withstand..."

Countless hungry ghosts intertwined with each other, transforming into a long dragon that roared out from behind Monk Mulian.

"What a venomous dragon of corpses! After seeing the Venerable One today, even those guys from Beimang are no match for him."

The Yin-Yang Dharma King grasped at the void, and a great sun was captured from it.

The pure, blazing fire, carrying boundless heat, rushed towards Master Mulian amidst the layers of icy winds.

A chilling aura that freezes even the soul.

A blazing fire that melts everything.

The Yin-Yang Dharma King merged these two completely opposite and conflicting forces into one, and in one fell swoop, he strangled the evil dragon.

"If your skill has reached this point, then please forgive me for not seeing you off any further."

A small knife, curved like a crescent moon, suddenly appeared in the void. It was as fast as lightning, and its sharp blade sliced ​​off a corner of the black veil on the face of the Yin-Yang Dharma King.

"When did the Qiantang faction start adopting this assassin-like style?" Yin Yang Dharma King looked at Yun Luo: "Your father is becoming more and more useless."

(End of this chapter)