Yinshan Record

Chapter 306 Extraterrestrial Demon Tribulation: The Ghost Ancestor Claims a Kinship

Su Che broke through the waves and departed, while a lively scene unfolded outside the Nine Heavens Domain.

Above the ground are nine layers of celestial energy, with constant gale-force winds. The higher you go, the colder it gets. The seventh layer of celestial energy is so cold that it chills you to the bone, if not to the point of freezing your soul. Even highly accomplished cultivators who have reached the Rejuvenation Pill stage cannot reach this point.

Only by cultivating to the fourth rank of the Void Step Realm can one break through the Nine Heavens and go to the outer void to refine the purest profound truths, thus laying the foundation for future immortality.

However, the Heavenly Demon Clan dwells beyond the Nine Heavens Realm. These Heavenly Demons are formless and shapeless, and they love to attack cultivators. They practice the method of "Transformation of Others," and can only achieve self-transcendence by plundering the cultivation of others.

The celestial demons beyond the Nine Heavens are countless, clinging to flesh and blood like flies. Among them are celestial demons whose cultivation level has reached the level of a Longevity True Person, known as the "Celestial Tribulation." Above them are the "Knowledge of Annihilation" at the second rank, and the "Lord of the End of Dharma" who can rival Earth Immortals and Buddhas.

It is said that the destruction of the ancient Heavenly Court was orchestrated by several demons of the End of Dharma level, who ultimately led to the annihilation of the Five Emperors of the Five Directions, and even the ancient Heavenly Court was lost to legend.

However, there were no Heavenly Demons in the outer void at this time. These Heavenly Demons, who were like flies drawn to blood, had already retreated completely.

However, this place outside the realm was not deserted at the moment; on the contrary, it was quite lively.

The three cultivators, all at the level of Longevity Immortals, each unleashed their auras. One was like the sun soaring in the sky, another like a bright star illuminating the world, and yet another like the moon embracing the heavens. Each of them displayed a unique and magnificent aura, creating quite a lively scene.

The Ghost Ancestor of Beiman sat on a throne made of piled bones, with an ancient sword lying across his knees. His eyes were slightly closed, as if he were dozing.

Not far in front of him, two people stood in the void.

One of them was wiry and thin, with a sorrowful face, dressed in hemp clothing, like an old scholar who was struggling to find a way out of the imperial examinations. The other was long-haired and bearded, with large joints, wearing a magnificent black robe, and his red eyes had a demonic light flickering within them.

They were two members of the Demonic Sect who had attained immortality. Because they possessed the ability to transcend the six desires and bring them under their control, they were revered as the "Six Desires Heavenly Demons." Since they reigned supreme among the Demonic Sect members, they were also revered as the "Demon Lords."

"Ma Yi Demon Lord, Guo Chen Demon Lord, it's been a long time since we last greeted each other. We've met before."

Despite his polite words, the Ghost Ancestor of Beimang leaned against the throne of white bones, acting as if he were the only one worthy of respect in heaven and earth.

"Why isn't the Ghost Ancestor enjoying blessings in the Northern Mang Palace? What is he busy with in this Nine Heavens Realm?"

The Demon Lord in linen clothes, who looked wiry and frail, frowned, his voice full of heartache.

“Alas, I was sitting quietly in the palace when I suddenly had a sudden thought. I calculated that you, Ma Yi, are destined for a calamity. We have known each other for many years, so I came here specifically to give you a heads-up.”

The demon lord "Guo Chen," dressed in a magnificent black robe, let out a cold laugh.

"The Ghost Ancestor can certainly crack a joke."

On a whim, even a withered skeleton in a tomb needs a heart.

"Do you think I would dare to block your way here? Demon Lord in Hemp Robes, you are a renowned master under the Northern Sect of the Demonic Cult, and it is only a matter of time before you achieve the first-rank position."

"I won't even mention you, Guo Chen. You are renowned throughout the south, and you have three demonic servants at the level of immortality under your command. As for me, one is a withered skeleton in a tomb, and the other is a yin spirit who has never been able to attain sainthood. How dare I block the path of you two?"

Guo Chen, the Demon Lord, let out a cold laugh.

"Can't even a spirit that has endured countless eons attain sainthood? Is your immortal cultivation fake?"

"Oh dear, it's us lowly ones who are giving us these pointers, not Lao Guizu."

The Demon Lord in Hemp Robes looked like he had done something wrong.

"What nonsense are you spouting, Demon Lord? We are all demons and monsters, and we should be working together in the same boat."

"You two demon lords should know the rules of Xuandu Palace. In this Central Plains below, it is forbidden to display the power of those with cultivation levels above the second rank. We are all people who have attained immortality and ascended to this realm beyond the Nine Heavens. We should all know that what lies below is like an old antique that has been broken and pieced back together..."

While the Ghost Ancestor of Beimang was rambling on and on, the Demon Lord Guochen just sneered.

Mai slowly shook her head.

"I understand what you mean, brother, but you should also know what our lineage means."

The veteran demon lord paused for a moment before continuing.

"The Five Emperors of the Five Directions must never reappear, whether they are new or old. There can never be a Heavenly Court in this world again."

The Ghost Ancestor of Beimang frowned, looking as if he didn't understand.

"Mai, you mean..."

“The Ghost Ancestor should know that the remains of that ancient Azure Emperor have been retrieved by the Yellow Heaven Daoist Master.”

A hint of seriousness appeared on the face of the Ghost Ancestor of Beimang.

"This is old news." "I'm sending you a new one, brother. Beyond the boundless void, I've heard that several Dharma Lords are fighting each other, and the mighty and fearless Heavenly Demon King Narayana has already perished."

Mai mentioned Narayana's name, changed her hand gestures according to the ritual of the Demonic Sect, and bowed to the void behind her.

"Oh, is this happening?"

"This matter is false. It is not a battle between the Lords of the End Times. Narayana was killed by our sect's Layman Futu. Now our sect has gained another Free Heavenly Demon. Of course, you should now address Layman Futu as the Universal Salvation and Compassionate Heavenly Demon King."

The expression on the face of the Ghost Ancestor of Beimang showed no change.

"Old Buddha... that's truly something to celebrate."

“That is truly a cause for celebration,” Ma Yi continued. “I imagine an invitation will soon be sent to the Ghost Ancestor’s Palace. For such a grand event, please spare some time, brother.”

"That is the natural order of things."

"The one downstairs."

Ma Yi pointed downwards: "We don't care whether he's the reincarnation of the Azure Emperor, nor whether his Six Harmonies Azure Dragon was born of his own making or created by someone else. However, since the Azure Emperor's remains are already in Huang Tiandao's hands, the current situation is one of killing the innocent and letting the guilty go free. This concerns our sect and even the demonic sects of this realm. Please forgive and understand, brother..."

"But he is my disciple."

"Ok?"

Mai frowned.

"That's right. When the next one was still a baby, I chose him as the successor ghost. Who knew he would be so resilient, surviving several times over..."

"Is the Ghost Ancestor really a smooth talker, treating us like fools?"

Guo Chen, the Demon Lord, snorted coldly, his aura surging, as if he was about to make a move.

“This boy must not become Huang Tiandao’s disciple. We don’t care why Yu Lizi took him in, but since he has the ability to establish himself as a key figure, it means his fate has come.”

"What's the rush? You're cultivating the demonic path, so you must not let anger and impulsiveness control you, or you'll face a demonic tribulation."

The Ghost Ancestor of Beiman muttered a few words of dissatisfaction.

"In that case, I'll also give you a message."

"Please enlighten me, Ghost Ancestor."

“Yu Lizi has been corrupted by demons. Whether this kid worships the Yellow Heaven Path or your demonic sect is hard to say for the time being.”

Mai shook her head and spoke to Guo Chen, the Demon Lord, who was standing to the side.

"Since the Ghost Ancestor is acting this way, let's have a showdown with him."

"We had no choice but to use numbers to bully the few."

Guo Chen, the Demon Lord, sneered incessantly, and several auras of the level of Immortals of Longevity rose up behind him.

"Do you want to take action?"

An unfamiliar voice interrupted.

Mai looked up.

I don’t know when.

A wiry, monkey-like man suddenly appeared behind the Ghost Ancestor of Beimang.

This man wore a tattered straw hat, had a crisp, juicy foxtail grass dangling from his lips, and carried a large, vermilion gourd in his hand. His hempen clothes were even more shabby than the one he was wearing.

However, he had no sword in his hand, yet his entire body was filled with sword intent.

Longevity Sword Cultivator.

When exactly did it come to this?
Guo Chen, the Demon Lord, narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Kongkong'er?"

(End of this chapter)