Pure Yang!

Chapter 501 All things in the universe return to dust! The highest good is like water, all evil is like darkness.

The water palace of Tianjin received the dragon's energy, and the heavens and earth nurtured the holy infant.

The dragon vein of Tianjin is a water dragon that branched off from the northern dragon.

The dragon vein of the Tomb of the Living Dead is a yin dragon that branches off from the central dragon.

The dragon veins of the world crisscross, governing the rise and fall of human fortunes, yet they cannot escape the confines of the Kunlun ancestral dragon vein.

They are like complex and ever-changing circuits; only those with heavenly connections can steal the secrets of heaven, cut out a "private line," and borrow energy from other lines.

Looking across the entire Taoist community, spanning a century, there are only a handful of people with such abilities. They must be people who have left their mark on history, standing at the pinnacle of the mortal world, and able to look towards immortality.

Back then, when Zhang Lao Er and Li Lao San entered the Tomb of the Living Dead, they secretly left behind a backup plan. Together, they created a connection between the Yin Dragon of the Tomb of the Living Dead and the Water Dragon of Tianjin.

This point in time is the artificial holy infant that Zhang Tiansheng painstakingly created in Tianjin, nurtured by nature.

If the descendants of Nan Zhang inherit that water palace, they can trigger this crucial point by entering the Tomb of the Living Dead.

Perhaps Zhang Tiansheng also knew that as long as this Tomb of the Living Dead existed, it would be filled with many causes and conditions, and would be subject to endless tribulations.

One day, the incense offerings of the Southern Zhang will enter this great tomb, and the seeds they planted will transform into a glimmer of hope.

One generation plants the trees, another enjoys the shade.

The extraordinary skills he once possessed have made Zhang Fan invincible in the present day.

"Wow...wow..."

Just then, a deafening cry suddenly rang out, like a ray of clarity in the world, as the baby was born, breaking the mystery of the womb.

Such a sound made everyone's spirit tremble, and they felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

Immediately afterwards, gazes poured in from all directions. The enormous Tomb of the Living Dead trembled violently, and endless phenomena accompanied by flowing light surged in from all sides, converging around Zhang Fan. Like clouds manifesting and rivers boiling, it transformed into the figure of a giant infant, existing between reality and nothingness.

"Then...what is that!?"

Meng Qiwu, Qin Ergou, and even An Wuyang's expressions changed drastically. They stared at the phantom of the giant infant, their trembling eyes revealing a hint of disbelief.

At this moment, they actually sensed a trace of the aura of a celestial master, and felt an invincible sharpness.

"Zhang Tiansheng..."

The faces of Zhou Kongchan and Wang Tianwang, two top masters, also showed deep solemnity. Given their exceptionally high level of skill, they naturally noticed something amiss.

This is a natural, organic method.

This is a supernatural power to steal the sky and change the sun.

This is a powerful technique for stealing dragon veins.

All these factors combined are what allowed us to borrow this unparalleled power from heaven and earth.

"Longhu Mountain's methods show that they started researching innate spiritual embryos very early on."

Just then, Xu Zuowang looked at the phantom of the giant infant before him, and a strange light appeared in his deep eyes.

Rumble…

Suddenly, the giant infant moved, its chubby hand flailing wildly in the air, and a terrifying force streaked across the sky like a meteor.

The wind howled, the thunder roared, and the fire boiled. The trajectory of the hand distorted and deformed the surrounding space, and everything was in a state of chaos.

The figure of Xu Zuowang also twisted and disappeared within that trajectory.

Rumble…

The entire Tomb of the Living Dead trembled, as if affected by the emotions of the enormous infant, and even the vast mountain range shook uncontrollably.

The mountain springs were boiling, the underground rivers were raging, and even the wild beasts outside the mountains were fleeing, as if a natural disaster and calamity had befallen them.

"This kind of power..."

Meng Qiwu, Qin Ergou, An Wuyang, and the others trembled, all showing expressions of terror.

They were like ants hiding under withered grass before a flash flood. Under the wrath of heaven and earth, even their thoughts ceased, unaware of life or death.

"Zhang Tiansheng truly deserves to be called a once-in-a-century genius in Nan Zhang."

Suddenly, a soft, slow voice echoed softly.

Everyone's eyes lit up and followed the sound. The dust and smoke dissipated, and the man walked slowly towards them, as if crossing the Yangtze River at a leisurely pace!
"This... he's still alive?"

Meng Qiwu, Qin Ergou, and An Wuyang trembled, while Li Yishan showed deep worry.

Such devastating power left Xu Zuowang completely untouched, let alone killed him.

Such strength is simply astonishing.

Upon seeing this, Wang Tianwang's eyes trembled violently, and he unconsciously looked at Zhou Kongchan beside him. He could feel that the old master of Zhongnan Mountain was breathing more heavily.

"Zhang Fan, you're starting to show some of the spirit and sharpness of my Wuwei Sect Master." Xu Zuowang looked at Zhang Fan with a hint of admiration.

Such composure and calmness are like standing high in the heavens, looking down upon the mortal world.

Rumble…

Just then, the illusory image of the Water Mansion behind Zhang Fan shone brightly.

That water palace, like a spiritual platform, was hidden between the eyebrows of the giant infant, and Zhang Fan was the primordial spirit residing within it.

Suddenly, Zhang Fan clasped his hands together, and a divine light shot up from between his brows.

At almost the same moment, the giant infant also sat cross-legged, its chubby hands suddenly clasped together.

bang bang bang...

The tremors of the Tomb of the Living Dead reached their peak, the earth cracked, the dome collapsed, and a dragon's roar transformed into the cry of an infant.

Immediately afterwards, everyone heard a rumbling sound, like the sea bursting its banks and the sky turning upside down.

"That is……"

Suddenly, in the far distance, a dark, murky river burst forth from the sky, like the might of nature, or perhaps the wrath of the heavens.

"Nine Bends of the Yellow Springs!?"

This water connects yin and yang, dissolves life force, can erode immortal roots, and can defile magical treasures.

"Incredible! Such methods are capable of changing the world and drawing upon the power of nature."

Everyone was horrified. They all knew that the giant infant was extraordinary and unpredictable, possessing the mysteries of being born and nurtured by nature, able to control the Yin Dragon with the help of the water dragon, and thus gain the assistance of the entire Tomb of the Living Dead.

Such power even surpasses the terror of ordinary Celestial Masters.

Rumble…

The waters of the Yellow Springs are born of nature, flowing to the sea never to return.

That fierce power, sweeping across the ten directions and engulfing heaven and earth, was as mighty as a monstrous dragon emerging from the abyss, relentlessly attacking Xu Zuowang.

"Is this really Zhang Fan!?"

The scene before him even made Li Yishan feel dazed. He cultivated the [Jia Sheng Gui Si] method, which was the highest of the nine methods. He had many opportunities and entered the Tomb of the Living Dead twice. It was only with such heaven-defying immortal fortune that he achieved the great success of life and death.

However, his current strength seems insignificant in front of Zhang Fan.

"It's amazing, it's amazing."

Xu Zuowang stood motionless, watching the Yellow Springs descend from the sky, and uttered heartfelt praise.

"kill!"

At that moment, Zhou Kongchan also moved, and a sword light soared into the sky, covering heaven and earth and reversing the balance of yin and yang.

Both are swords from Zhongnan Mountain, but if Ye Beichen is a spirit sword with its sharp edge fully revealed, then Zhou Kongchan is a divine sword that returns to simplicity and blends in with the world.

Rumble…

A ray of light suddenly appeared, just like the mechanism of Yin and Yang's operation, the way of life and death in the Xuanmen (mysterious sect).

hum...

At the same time, Wang Tianwang also made his move. His figure transformed into an aura, like the master of heaven and earth, like a king of the human world. He raised his hand to cover the sky, and manipulated the sun and moon. This aura was like the surging torrent of the times, pressing down on Xu Zuowang.

The Yellow Springs Evil Dragon.

The Divine Sword of Zhongnan.

The sun and moon shine brightly.

The three celestial phenomena intersected, their terrifying power seemingly threatening to engulf the Tomb of the Living Dead, the secluded valley, and the entire dragon vein of Zhongnan Mountain.

Faced with such a terrifying celestial phenomenon, even the figure of Xu Zuowang became tiny, as tiny as dust.

"Good, very good. You are all heroes among men, the seeds of immortality."

Suddenly, a soft voice came from among the three celestial phenomena, revealing a hint of joy and approval, as if from now on, he was no longer alone on this path, no longer groping his way forward by himself.

Such joy and praise came from the bottom of his heart, and what followed was the most sincere response from Xu Zuowang.

"All things in the universe, return to dust!" Rumble...

A soft whisper resounded, like the profound sound of the Great Dao, like the chanting of immortals.

Xu Zuowang remained standing there, his body surrounded by a chaotic void, like a distorted space, like a scattered torrent. The moment the three celestial phenomena touched, they immediately crumbled.

The evil dragon exploded, the divine vision shattered, and the flowing light of the sun and moon also vanished into nothingness, dissipating like wisps of gentle breeze.

"The methods of the Three Corpse Taoist!?" Zhou Kongchan's eyes trembled, almost unable to control himself.

After decades, this man has become even more terrifying. He has just escaped his tribulation and already possesses such abilities. His cultivation level is unimaginable. Perhaps he has already touched that highest threshold and is only one step away.

"Besides the pure Yang limitless, I am truly lonely and unbearable."

Xu Zuowang sighed and slowly walked towards Zhang Fan.

His eyes were deep and clear, as if he didn't see Zhou Kongchan or Wang Tianwang, and had even forgotten their earlier attack.

As time went by, only Zhang Fan, the "Master of Wuwei Sect," remained.

"Invincible..."

"This is the Yuan Palace Master of the Wuwei Sect!?"

At that moment, Li Yishan's heart sank to the bottom. As a human, he had also heard of the fearsome reputation of the Lord of Yuan Palace.

Jiang Yunxian called him a prodigy. He was not only the head of the Three Palaces, but also the pinnacle of the Wuwei Sect. His strength was probably on par with that of Master Nian.

Now that both of them have escaped the great calamity, it remains to be seen who is stronger and who is weaker.

"Zhang Fan, let's go."

Suddenly, Xu Zuowang disappeared from everyone's sight, and even from their perception and memory.

When that voice rang out again, the huge infant let out a cry, and then suddenly collapsed in the next moment. In the scattered water vapor, Xu Zuowang was already standing in front of Zhang Fan.

He slowly raised his right hand, pointed a finger, and it landed on the illusory image of the water mansion.

Click...

Suddenly, cracks appeared on the phantom image of the Tianjin Water Palace.

In the void, a dragon's roar seemed to resound, the Yin dragon returned to its hiding place, the water dragon returned to its position, the entangled dragon veins were about to break, and even the huge [Feng Shui Huan Gua] became dim and without light.

Rumble…

Finally, with a loud bang, the divination was broken, the flow of energy was blocked, and only a fleeting shadow remained of the Tianjin Water Mansion.

"Um!?"

Just then, Xu Zuowang suddenly paused, his hand, which had been suspended in mid-air, trembled slightly, and as he looked around, he saw a drop of water leap out from the afterimage of the water palace.

To be precise, it was a drop of black water.

The moment that drop of black water touched the outside world and fell into the mortal realm, it sensed the lingering aura of the Yin Dragon and the Water Dragon.

Immediately afterwards, the drop of black water trembled violently and split wildly. At first, it was a wisp of water, but gradually the water gathered together and in the blink of an eye, it became a torrent.

"This is……"

Rumble…

The change came too quickly; the eerie black water suddenly surged into a raging torrent, directly engulfing Xu Zuowang.

In an instant, a terrifying aura rose, surged, and spread...

That is the sign of utter evil.

That is the calamity for all living beings.

That is ignorance and karmic obstacles.

That was a matter of life and death.

"The Black Water of the Evil Calamity!?"

Just then, Wang Tiansheng cried out, his eyes wide open to the extreme.

He knew that for many years, the Coffin Bearers had been searching for this yet-to-be-revealed alchemical technique.

“Zhang Tiansheng… just how many methods and legacies did this old madman leave behind?” Zhou Kongchan’s cloudy eyes became clear.

The eerie black water churned and boiled, entangling Xu Zuowang. In a daze, they saw countless shadows arising from Xu Zuowang's body, constantly tearing at him.

"The highest good is like water, while all evil is like darkness!" Li Yishan murmured softly.

Despite the wonder of the "Jia Sheng Gui Si" principle, he still instinctively felt a sense of fear towards the eerie black water.

The murky black waters surge with dark waves, and all evil returns to the void, shaking the heavens.

The cycle of calamity obliterates the sun and moon, and the roots of karma entangle and erode the spirit.

The highest good, like water, can become a seed of demons; the five aggregates, difficult to empty, can transform into wicked monsters.

Even with the Golden Elixir revealing one's true nature, no one can escape within the Great Void Realm.

This calamity seems to be an inescapable karmic obstacle for everyone, and the evil nature of all beings is revealed in the black water.

"Why are you still standing there?"

Just then, Zhang Fan's urgent voice suddenly rang out. He activated the last bit of power remaining in the Water Mansion, grabbed Li Yishan and the others, and began to flee for their lives.

Sometimes, escaping for one's life is a kind of supernatural ability.

Rumble…

At that moment, Zhou Kongchan and Wang Tianwang attacked again, their swords flashing into the sky, their light shattering everything around them.

The enormous Tomb of the Living Dead began to collapse, as if it were about to bury the Lord of the Yuan Palace and all the evil Black Waters together here.

"If we don't leave now, it will be too late."

Zhang Fan led Li Yishan and the others in a frantic run. He saw the layers of jade walls collapsing. Passing by the Yellow Springs, he suddenly discovered that the entire power of the Yin Dragon's dragon vein, as well as the remaining energy of the Water Dragon's dragon vein, was being absorbed by the still-sleeping innate spiritual embryo.

"That thing is developing faster!?" Zhang Fan's heart skipped a beat.

Suddenly, he felt a fluctuation emanating from the huge crystal, like the pulse of a human body.

However, at that moment, he had no time to think and could not stop.

Rumble…

The illusory image of the Water Palace completely dissipated, and the aura surrounding Zhang Fan vanished as well, his power weakening to its extreme.

Looking back, the Hidden Immortal Nest had collapsed into ruins, and even the deep pool had vanished. The vast valley was still shaking, as if it would collapse at any moment.

"Go, go as far away as possible," Zhang Fan said through gritted teeth.

Li Yishan didn't dare to delay, so he carried Zhang Fan on his back and ran away as fast as he could.

An Wuyang, Meng Qiwu, Qin Ergou, and others followed closely behind.

A moment later, the group finally arrived at Luoying Mountain. Looking back, they saw a cloud of dust billowing in the vast night, obscuring the area. The mysterious, empty valley had long been buried by the dust, and the former Tomb of the Living Dead had probably been reduced to ruins.

“That Yin Dragon has moved half an inch; the environment here will likely undergo a dramatic change in the future,” An Wuyang sighed.

"You still have the mind to think about this? Hurry up and leave." Zhang Fan glanced at Li Yishan and urged him on.

"it is good!"

Li Yishan knew the danger involved and dared not delay, so he turned and left.

The group quickly disappeared into the vast night.

……

I don't know how much time passed, but helicopters were circling overhead, and wildfires were spreading in the distance.

In the empty valley that had long since turned into ruins, a muffled sound suddenly came from underground.

Click...

Suddenly, a giant hand emerged from the ground, causing the surrounding soil and rocks to crack open, and then a figure leaped out from within.

Sitting in a state of emptiness and oblivion, the man was covered in dust, yet his complexion remained unchanged, as if everything that had just happened was merely a game to him.

"The Zhang family is indeed very interesting," Xu Zuowang sighed softly, seemingly still savoring the moment.

call……

Just then, the mountain wind howled, and a tall, slender shadow loomed over from afar.

"You've finally escaped your predicament," the newcomer said softly, yet with a hint of respect.

"Oh, Xiaoming."

Xu Zuowang looked up and saw that the person who came was none other than Ming Shenshou, the Lord of the Crimson Palace.

(End of this chapter)