Yinshan Record

Chapter 877 Three Transformations: Wielding the Sword to Destroy the Clouds (Part 2)

Hai Gongzi and Hua Gu discussed their respective doctrines, while Su Che knew only his own affairs.

At this moment, Su Che's figure was not completely gone like Nongyue, but was in a very special state.

Specifically, it means "one becomes three, seemingly true but actually false".

At this moment, Su Che's figure transformed into three people, each of whom was himself, yet none of them were himself, existing in an extremely mysterious state.

Each of the three possessed their own supernatural powers, magical abilities, and Taoist cultivation.

The white-clad swordsman represents his own "ego," which is an expression of absolute self. Therefore, he is flamboyant and unrestrained, with his sword energy running rampant.

The purple-robed prince represents his "obsession with the law," which is an absolute manifestation of his mastery of the laws of the outside world. Due to the influence of his past life, it is more similar to martial arts techniques.

This represents Su Che's own pursuit of the law.

There is another person who has not yet appeared. He represents "emptiness," which signifies the denial of everything, regarding heaven and earth as nothing, and regarding transcendence as a mirage.

These three transformations are the natural manifestations after the Three Poisons Realm has been deduced to a certain extent, demonstrating the inseparable relationship between the heretical Dharma of the Three Worlds King who destroys the Demon Lord and Buddhism.

The three individuals' magical powers originated from themselves, yet they were entirely different from their own.

Even if these three avatars were destroyed ten thousand times, it wouldn't affect him in the slightest.

As long as he can maintain the operation of the laws within the Three Poisons Realm, then the three of them truly cannot be more real.

The method of manipulating the moon dissolves the physical form and spirit, while one's own method forcibly shapes an incarnation.

At this moment, I am like a calm observer, quietly maintaining the operation of the Three Poisons Realm, sensing the reality and illusion that distort the laws.

For example, the mountain-moving technique is already severely injured.

The white-robed swordsman's sword energy not only cut a gash in his demonic body, but the Three Poisons Domain that had already opened was like a piranha lurking underwater, constantly tearing at his vital energy bit by bit in the wound, and even pouring the Three Poisons Demonic Fire into his body one by one.

Before long, tiny human faces grew on Yishan's wounds, emitting sounds like the cries of babies.

The evil spirits manifest.

This is a manifestation of being injured by the demonic powers and having one's body and spirit infected by demonic poison. The original operating principles of the demonic body, which had been tempered by moving mountains and being forged through countless trials, have been affected by the Three Poisons Realm, resulting in various contradictions. The original unified primordial energy has evolved into food to nourish the Yin Demon.

If this entanglement continues, Yishan will eventually become Su Che's "retinue," a demonic slave at Su San Gongzi's beck and call.

How annoying!

Yi Shan, a veteran of the Demonic Sect's Void Step technique, had witnessed countless life-or-death moments throughout his life. Now, he calmed his mind and found a sliver of clarity amidst his rage, ceasing his fight with the white-robed man and flying away into the distance.

With injuries on his body, his demonic body, capable of moving mountains, was no longer in harmony. If he were to force a transformation, trouble would likely ensue.

However, even though he wanted to leave, some people weren't going to let him go.

"My Buddha is merciful."

With a soft whisper, Yishan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back.

A powerful magical force descended from above, slamming him directly into the depths of the earth.

"Fellow Daoist, since you're here, why not stay? Why the rush to leave?"

A middle-aged Taoist priest was dressed in a nine-palace robe, wearing a purple-gold crown, holding a whisk, and had five long strands of beard hanging down to his chest.

This person's face bore a resemblance to Su Che's, yet there was an undeniable sinister aura about him in his eyes and brows.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

Yi Shan slowly gathered his energy. He had just smashed a large crater in the ground and was covered in mud and dust. However, after gathering his energy, he realized that the damage caused by the Taoist in front of him was almost negligible.

"I only know how to exorcise gods and ghosts, and I don't know what it means to pretend to be a god or ghost."

The Taoist priest smiled slightly and flicked his whisk.

"You wretched beast! I told you to convert to Buddhism, and you dare to talk back! Wind, come!"

At the command, gusts of cold wind immediately swept in from all directions towards Yishan.

"This kind of wind is nothing but a fart to a Core Formation cultivator, how could it possibly stop me?"

Yishan roared, "Yang Sui, if you're a hero, come and fight me! Playing around with this little trick will make Fa Miejin lose face." "Shut up! How dare you slander my reputation! Who is Yang Sui? I don't know him."

The Taoist priest waved his whisk again, and a huge sun suddenly appeared in the sky, crashing down on Yishan.

"This is somewhat interesting!"

Yishan swung his fists, his body shifting into a massive blade of destruction, forcefully meeting the radiant light head-on.

The sun's true fire spread out, as if the sun itself had exploded atop the mountain.

The primordial energy of heaven and earth immediately shook violently, and even the mountains and rivers were changed under this impact.

Nongyue appeared in the air, a red light flashed from her sleeve, and she shot off towards Yishan.

She had originally shaken off Yang Sui's pursuit, but now the situation had changed, and she had no choice but to turn back and strike again.

"what……"

The mountain moved with a mournful cry.

He didn't know when, but a sharp blade had already pierced his chest.

The white-clad swordsman suddenly appeared behind him and, without anyone knowing when or how, pierced his chest with a long sword.

A fierce sword intent unfolded within his demonic body. Three thousand six hundred sword energies, following a certain law, were gradually erasing his life force, transforming it into endless death intent.

The Assassin's Sword.

Even though Yi Shan still had the strength left, he no longer wanted to throw a punch at the white-clad swordsman behind him.

During the time they had been fighting, he had defeated the white-clad swordsman no less than ten times.

However, after each incident, the white-clad swordsman would rise again, full of energy, and his sword intent would even be refined by three points.

The skill of Yang Marrow has already surpassed his own.

This defeat was not unjust.

Looking into the distance, one can see mountains.

A streak of red light, like a thread cutting across the sky, was flying in from afar.

He knew very well that it was Nongyue's secret technique, the Twelve Heavenly Blood-Transforming Flying Knife, which she had painstakingly cultivated for many years.

This blade is a secret technique of the Demonic Sect, which can only be forged by those who have mastered the Void Step. It is made with Yin Demon as its bone, Demonic Consciousness as its edge, Yin and Yang as its blade, and Reality and Illusion as its handle.

A single slash is made, and the blade is withdrawn only after blood is drawn.

Now that my senior sister has used this blade, she must have locked onto the location of the Yang marrow. As long as I break this illusion, I will surely be able to escape.

The Twelve Heavenly Blood-Transforming Flying Knives flew out from Nongyue's sleeve like a thin red thread.

A moment later.

The head of the mountain-moving creature then flew into the sky.

The blood-red flying daggers, like hungry ghosts, absorbed everything around him.

Cultivation, magical power, true essence, flesh and blood...

Everything changed with the secret techniques of the demonic sect, flowing into the Blood-Transforming Flying Knife and transforming into transcendent power.

senior sister.

The thought of moving the mountain flashed through my mind, and all I felt was a sense of relief.

Senior sister did the right thing.

Since all this cultivation is going to become a slave to Yang marrow, I might as well hand it all over to my senior sister.

Hahaha.

Yi Shan smiled, his soul returning to nothingness.

(End of this chapter)