Pure Yang!

Chapter 411 Chu Chaoran's Great Tribulation
A strong wind rises, clouds fly, and the brilliant stars question the heavens.

What year is it tonight? After many tribulations, I finally meet the Jade Emperor.

Evil exists among men; the world changes, yet chaos returns.

"The calamity of all evil... the calamity of all evil..."

Inside the main hall, Mo Ranchen's brows furrowed in disarray, unable to contain himself.

He was not only the leader of Qiyun Mountain, but also Mo Laowu of the Coffin Carrying Society.

The Coffin Carrying Society is a mysterious organization dedicated to exploring the mysteries of the Nine Laws. Back then, even with Zhang Lao Er's talent, it took countless manpower and resources to refine three [Ten Thousand Evils Calamity] talismans.

One was left for Zhang Lingzong, and the other for Xu Laoliu.

No one expected that the last and most crucial dish would appear here, at Chu Chaoran's disciple-acceptance ceremony.

Rumble…

Inside the Zhenwu Hall, candlelight flickered and incense smoke wafted wildly.

The mysterious talisman floated into the air, each character ten feet in size, with eight corners radiating light, its precious glow dazzling, causing the heavens and earth to tremble.

In an instant, the mysterious talisman vanished, and the remaining characters, like branding marks on the void, transformed into a hazy light that coiled around Chu Chaoran.

The hazy light vanished the moment it touched Chu Chaoran.

Rumble…

Almost simultaneously, a terrifying aura surged from Chu Chaoran's body, like an endless abyss, merging with the long, dark night.

"Who? Who is it?"

In the distance, a voice seemed to roar in Mo Ranchen's heart, and countless possibilities flashed through his mind.

He desperately wanted to know who possessed such extraordinary abilities to find the talisman of calamity and dare to defy the world by bringing Chu Chaoran such a great calamity on this day.

Rumble…

If viewed through the lens of one's primordial spirit, the place where Chu Chaoran stood was a vast expanse of chaos, like a long, dark night.

The endless darkness continued to spread, instantly enveloping the entire Zhenwu Hall.

Everyone was horrified. They knew that among them were many experts at the Celestial Master level, but once they entered the chaotic darkness, their primordial spirits were sealed and closed, as if they were reverting to the mystery of the womb, leaving them helpless and without any means to do anything.

Even with the power of a celestial master, it's like a trapped beast in a cage!

"This is the manifestation of all evil..." Mo Ranchen roared in his heart.

Everything has its root and its branch; every matter has its beginning and its end.

When all things crumble and eventually come to an end, that is the inevitable calamity.

All things in heaven and earth, all living beings, come to the mortal world to undergo tribulations.

Calamity is the inevitable law of natural birth and death, and the ultimate manifestation of all entropy increase.

It is the most wicked word in the world, and also the most wonderful word.

At the cusp of a great calamity, heaven and earth collapsed, and all things manifested as a projection of the evil aspects of the Great Dao.

War, famine, plague, death, the collapse of civilization, the degeneration of humanity, the loss of tradition, the end times of all laws...

That endless evil, born of calamity, encompasses all disorder and chaos.

This is one of the nine supreme internal alchemy methods, the Myriad Evils Calamity Appearance.

“The higher one’s rank, the greater the calamity… No wonder Zhang Lao Er risked his life to find this inner alchemy method back then.” Mo Ranchen’s heart sank to the bottom.

Everything has its own tribulations; the circumstances and karmic positions differ, and so do the tribulations.

Plants and trees, after enduring wind and rain, turn into rotten mud; mortals, after suffering from illness, turn into bones; rivers and lakes, after severe drought, turn into dry ponds…

The myriad evils and calamities manifest in countless forms.

When this talisman falls upon a mortal, it brings nothing more than ordinary calamities and hardships.

However, if it happened to Chu Chaoran, it would be the Pure Yang Calamity, the Disaster of the End of Dharma.

Such calamities spread far and wide, affecting all living beings; the higher one's karmic rank, the greater the impact.

The ancient Zhenwu Hall was now completely dark.

When Chunyang was calamized, it was as if the sky had no sun or moon, the earth had lost its mountains and rivers, all things were buried in chaos, and all laws returned to disorder.

"When the great calamity arrives, the heavens and earth collapse, the four seas unite in darkness, gold and jade vanish, all paths of power are exhausted, what can pure yang rely on, what can supernatural powers fear..."

At this moment, the most radiant and majestic being in the world seemed to have been completely banished, reduced to a speck of dust in the chaos.

……

On the path to Zhenwu Mountain, candlelight illuminated the way, and the bright moonlight cast a path that led directly to the Golden Summit.

Li Miaoyin's primordial spirit was attached to that wisp of strong incense, and she climbed Zhenwu Mountain step by step, intending to enter the Chunyang Sect.

This is a destiny that so many people envy, yet now it has fallen right into the hands of that proud daughter of heaven.

"Your wife really showed off today," Fang Changle said, following closely behind Zhang Fan.

"This has certainly brought honor to your Zhang family," Ge Shuangxiu said with a light laugh.

Zhang Fan's lips curled up slightly, but he didn't say anything. He simply followed behind Li Miaoyin silently, witnessing her ascend to the Golden Summit Palace and enter the Zhenwu Hall.

hum...

Suddenly, Li Miaoyin stopped on the narrow mountain path, and the originally strong incense smoke scattered erratically.

"Um!?"

Zhang Fan's expression changed slightly. He focused his gaze and saw that Li Miaoyin's primordial spirit, which was attached to the incense, had also become dim. A strange fluctuation seemed to be transmitted along the incense without being noticed or felt, as if it had permeated Li Miaoyin's primordial spirit in that instant.

At that moment, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and entered a void and a place of profound silence.

"Why did she stop? Stopping halfway there, isn't she afraid of missing the auspicious time?"

"Something's wrong. It seems like there's something wrong with her primordial spirit."

"It really is true, her aura is waning. Is this a test for beginners?"

At this moment, more and more people noticed that something was wrong with Li Miaoyin. Her primordial spirit, which was tied to the incense, became increasingly dim, and the connection between the two gradually weakened.

Zhang Fan looked solemnly at Li Miaoyin, then looked up towards the Golden Summit.

Even with his limited knowledge, he didn't know what had happened, but he felt that it wasn't a test, but rather that something had gone wrong at the Golden Summit, which had affected Li Miaoyin's primordial spirit.

"If you go to Zhenwu Mountain, you will face calamity."

"Chu Chaoran is also a human being, and all humans will die."

Before leaving, Jiang Lai's warning echoed in Zhang Fan's mind.

"The Dao is not easily transmitted, and the Dharma is not cheaply sold. I always said that it's not that easy to become a disciple of the Pure Yang Master."

"This shows that she is not qualified yet. If she cannot seize this opportunity, then it will be our chance."

Just then, a discordant voice rang out among the crowd.

Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow and looked over.

"Seizing heavenly secrets, vying for the Dharma's destiny, the elixir of immortality takes billions of years to form, yet the path to enlightenment is neither fully realized nor perfect..."

"The Transcendental Master said in the True Martial Hall that if she cannot grasp her destiny, a more suitable person will appear."

A loud voice rang out from the crowd, and it was none other than Gu Yinxia, ​​a top disciple of Baihe Temple who knew exactly what Chu Chaoran had said in the Zhenwu Hall the night before.

"His intentions are despicable!" Fang Changle's eyes blazed as he roared.

"These are the words of the transcendent master himself," Gu Yinxia said, his voice rising even higher.

"He opened his doors wide, bestowing blessings upon all beings, not just one person's destiny."

"Everyone who stands on Zhenwu Mountain today is destined." As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Yinxia took a step forward, and his brow and spirit shone brightly. He directly sent his primordial spirit out of his body and rushed towards the road leading to the Golden Summit, wanting to compete for the incense inheritance.

Rumble…

Gu Yinxia's primordial spirit was magnificent and vast, with lightning all around him. This technique was not as profound as the Thunder Origin Technique, but its ferocity was no less. With a flash of lightning, it turned into the wisps of incense.

"Indeed, this is an opportunity for us cultivators, not just one person's good fortune."

Deep within the secluded mountains, inspired by Gu Yinxia and led by example, some even left their bodies to compete for the incense offerings.

For them, this was an unexpected opportunity, like a fish leaping over the dragon gate. Once they became the only lucky one, they would ascend to heaven in one step, and from then on, they would be separated from immortals and mortals, and their fates would never be the same again.

Such an opportunity may only come once in a lifetime.

In an instant, dozens of primordial spirits flew out, vying for the inheritance of incense.

From afar, a primordial spirit soared up, like a flying sword, and intercepted a piece of incense.

Zhongnan Mountain is safe and sound!
This descendant of Zhongnan Mountain couldn't resist the urge to act and made his move.

Rumble…

At the same time, a phantom materialized, appearing and disappearing around the primordial spirit; it was none other than Ge Chang'an of the Chunyang Ge family.

His primordial spirit descended to earth like a celestial being, repelling more than a dozen other primordial spirits around him. His large hand reached out and frantically seized the incense offerings.

"Zhang Fan..."

The Qi brothers, Qi Delong and Qi Dongqiang, suddenly changed their expressions and looked sharply at Zhang Fan.

"Keep a close eye on my and Miaoyin's physical bodies."

Zhang Fan's expression was cold. He slapped his forehead, and his primordial spirit soared into the sky from his spiritual center, flying straight over there.

He did not compete for the incense offerings, but instead followed the dim light and found Li Miaoyin's primordial spirit.

At this moment, her primordial spirit was still deeply connected with the incense offerings, so much so that the competition among the crowds affected her, as if they were also drawing nourishment from her primordial spirit.

Worse still, an invisible and terrifying force was constantly seeping into her primordial spirit, threatening to drag her into the chaotic void where the burial method was exhausted.

“Wonderful sound…”

Just then, Zhang Fan's voice resounded through the desolate and chaotic void.

Li Miaoyin's primordial spirit, which was about to fall into slumber, slowly awoke. Looking at the only light in the world and at that familiar figure, she felt a surge of warmth and unconsciously moved closer to Zhang Fan.

"I'm so tired..." Li Miaoyin murmured softly.

That strange power seemed capable of reversing one's course, like a miscarriage.

In that state, nature naturally decayed and returned to the beginning of the universe, and all phenomena ceased to exist and vanished.

That was a more terrifying calamity than the "Dark Night," for the former was the decline and decay of the Dao, while the latter was the complete destruction and extinction of the void.

"It's okay, it's okay," Zhang Fan murmured softly.

There was a time when Li Miaoyin risked her life to save him from great calamities, but this time, it was someone else entirely.

The two were destined to be together through life and death.

"I am here."

Zhang Fan's primordial spirit was incredibly vast; amidst the desolation and chaos, he lifted up Li Miaoyin's primordial spirit.

"Zhang Fan..."

At this moment, Li Miaoyin's primordial spirit awakened. He looked at the only light in the desolate chaos and was deeply shocked.

“Something must have gone wrong on the Golden Summit. You must leave me quickly, or you will be infected by this power too,” Li Miaoyin said urgently.

"It's alright, I'll show you the way."

Zhang Fan was unwavering in his resolve; he was like a beacon, illuminating and protecting Li Miaoyin's primordial spirit.

An endless, desolate chaos, like an omnipresent wave, surged towards his primordial spirit, violently crashing, tearing, and engulfing it...

A thousand tribulations, ten thousand hardships, all confusion enters this body.

Zhang Fan's primordial spirit is moving forward, being tempered, sublimating, and transforming...

Only his primordial spirit could shine with extraordinary brilliance in that barren chaos, like the passing of the great night and the light of day.

"In the long, dark night, I radiate boundless light!"

Though in the long night, it shines brightly, like the flow of black and white, like the immortality of gods and demons.

Rumble…

Suddenly, a terrifying aura shot into the sky from the narrow mountain path; it was the radiance of a primordial spirit, dazzling and illuminating the surrounding area.

Zhang Fan's primordial spirit seemed to undergo an incredible transformation amidst that wicked calamity.

"Anyone who dares to touch the incense offerings shall die!"

The icy voice echoed across the Zhenwu Mountain path, causing countless primordial spirits to pause, captivated by the light as bright as day.

"Gu Yinxia, ​​you were the first to jump out, so you've finally met your end."

Just then, a giant hand emerged from the white light and grabbed Gu Yinxia's primordial spirit. In an instant, the surrounding lightning shattered.

A deep fear welled up in Gu Yinxia's eyes, but before he could react, he was dragged into the light that was as bright as day.

A bizarre scene unfolded: the once-brilliant interior was now a desolate and chaotic wasteland.

"This...this is..."

Gu Yinxia's primordial spirit was greatly shaken; he felt his cultivation level regressing and his life slipping away.

This bizarre power was unprecedented. Zhang Fan didn't even need to make a move. The surrounding chaos surged in like a surging wave, instantly dissolving Gu Yinxia's primordial spirit into dust and returning it to the void.

boom……

Deep in the mountains, Gu Yinxia's body fell stiffly to the ground, his limbs rigid, showing no signs of life.

"Gu...Gu Yinxia is dead!?"

A series of exclamations rang out, and the primordial spirits that had been vying for the inheritance of the incense all retreated, revealing deep shock and fear.

Even experts like An Wuyang and Ge Chang'an stood at a distance, not daring to cross the line.

They vaguely sensed that within that boundless light, within that daylight-like space, there seemed to be another kind of terror, one that mortals dared not touch, and whose primordial spirits could not escape.

"Is that the sign of utter calamity?"

In the crowd, Yu Xuanji looked at the light emanating from Zhang Fan's primordial spirit, and a unique gleam appeared in her beautiful eyes, revealing boundless joy and excitement.

The next moment, Li Miaoyin moved again. Following the light of Zhang Fan's primordial spirit and carrying the rising incense smoke, she once again walked towards the golden summit of Zhenwu Mountain.

Rumble…

Just then, a deafening sound came from the top of the golden roof.

Inside the Zhenwu Hall, it was pitch black, as if sealed off, and filled with a deathly atmosphere.

A faint ripple slowly rose, like winter giving way to spring, with plants sprouting and bursting with life.

"As expected of the Zodiac, the strongest Zodiac in history. Even this [Curse of Ten Thousand Evils] cannot restrain you."

Just then, a faint, aged voice resounded, and then an old man on his deathbed walked into the Zhenwu Hall and into the endless darkness.

"The calamity of ten thousand evils? That's nothing but a child's toy, don't you think?"

"chick!"

Suddenly, Chu Chaoran's laughter rang out. He returned from his daze, as if he had taken a long nap and was completely unaware of anything.

(End of this chapter)