Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 340 Dry Yang
On the shore of the West Sea is the Yunmaka land.

The white sand is soft and fluffy, and there are many glazed pagodas. In the pagodas are placed white bones, most of which are Buddhist and demon bones. They are decorated with gold and agate, and are shining.

Groups of slaves were shirtless, their skin tanned red and black by the scorching sun, cracked inch by inch, and they gathered together, dragging flesh and blood of various colors that shone with spiritual light, along the black stone road into the center of Tallinn.

A white elephant as big as a hill lies in the center, carrying a golden lotus platform on its back, surrounded by misty clouds.

The white elephant's trunk reaches the ground, with a purple and gold ladder on top. It is so wide that it can accommodate three carriages running side by side.

Next to the elephant's trunk stood a giant with a ferocious appearance. He was three people tall, with a dark blue complexion, multiple heads and arms, and looked as ugly as a ghost. He was wearing a ferocious black and gold battle suit.

Every time the giant breathed, a burst of black fire would burst out, crackling and exploding, emitting an unpleasant smell of saltpeter.

A group of slaves trembled as they brought the flesh and soul in various jade containers. The giant's eyes showed joy, and he immediately moved, grabbing the slaves and the flesh and soul offered, and swallowed them all with blood.

However, none of the slaves below dared to move, allowing the giant to grab them at will, chew their heads and gnaw their limbs, and then throw them aside.

After a while, a dry wind blew outside the tower forest, and the rising hot air evaporated the blood and filth on the ground, and the stench was overwhelming.

The giant wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking quite dissatisfied, and spat out a mouthful of black fire, which exploded towards the dry wind, and even the slaves below were blown away.

A large red-feathered eagle emerged from the dry wind, circling and descending, landing on the top of the glazed tower, and spoke slowly:
"But [Taqian] Divine Guard? I am [Jiu Chiling], a demon general serving under the [Wu Yan] Dragon King of Dapei Mountain in the Western Sea. Today, I have been ordered to come to your Yunmoga land to seek an audience with the Great Asura."

"Dragon King?"

Ta Gan touched his head, seemingly not understanding what the other party said. He picked his teeth with his sharp nails and spat out a head.

"A snake is a snake. What are you guys from Dapeishan pretending to be?"

"Xiyang is destroyed, but the one from Xumi is still alive. This gentleman doesn't even call himself a dragon seed, you..."

Before he could finish his words, Jiu Chiling flapped his wings, stirring up hot wind and looking at him coldly.

"My master is from Mingze, a descendant of the Golden Core Dragon Court. How dare you, an Asura, discuss this with me?"

"Today I will forgive your disrespectful words. Please deliver the message immediately. Can you bear the consequences of delaying the important work of the Great Pei Sea Dragon King?"

Ta Qian did not refute at this time. The matter of supernatural powers was not something that a small divine guard like him could delay. He sat cross-legged on the ground, and black fire began to spew out of his seven orifices, and he began to tremble violently.

The red-feathered eagle stretched its head and looked over, only to see that Ta Gan's head exploded, and a ball of black fire emerged from his head and fell onto the lotus platform of the white elephant behind him.

A Dharma body appeared in the black fire. Its three heads had different appearances, some were evil ghosts, some were white lions, but in the middle was an extremely handsome human face.

Fire rose from behind it, forming a divine ring and emanating aura. The glazed tower forest was completely silent, and even the sea water stopped surging.

Jiu Chiling transformed into a veteran in maroon armor, with three small flags on his back, each with a red-scaled snake pattern on it.

The Dharma body slowly lowered its head. The white elephant, which was originally as big as a hill, looked like just a mount in comparison. The black fire fluctuated, and a majestic and terrifying voice was heard. All the slaves below trembled and knelt down.

"Little Demon Eagle Chiling, under the orders of Demon King Wuyan of Mount Dapei, has come to pay his respects to the Great Asura Virūpī."

The Dharma body just lowered its head, and its handsome face, whose gender was difficult to distinguish, closed its eyes. The surrounding void collapsed, volcanoes erupted, and lava flowed into the pagoda forest, melting the burned glass and turning the white sand into crystals.

"Muwude, why is he looking for me?"

Virūra's voice was indifferent, while the other two looked like sinister ghosts and ferocious white lions, howling continuously.

Jiu Chiling was calm and composed, like a veteran on the stage. He took a few steps forward and his eyes were stern.

"Of course it's a good thing, otherwise how could I dare to disturb Your Majesty's practice? It involves a precious spiritual object. Is Your Majesty interested?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Virā slowly opened his eyes, a glint of desire flashed in his pupils, and he activated his supernatural powers. Without moving his eagle feathers, he opened his mind and revealed all his memories.

"[Sun Seed Crystal]?"

As the fire surged and the magical powers changed, Virūpī instantly sealed off the entire Yunmāga land. The sky was filled with raging black fire and bursts of loud noises.

"Wu Yan is lucky to have gotten information about this thing, but why did you ask me to go with you to look for it?"

Jiu Chiling had just been attacked by a magical power and was still dizzy. He had just recovered.

"This object supports the sun above and attracts the five fires below. If it is lifted to heaven by great supernatural powers, it can transform into a star outside the sun. Wu Yan also cultivates Bing Fire. Can you tell me the news of this spiritual object?"

Viruo's voice became increasingly cold and harsh. Jiu Chiling simply knelt down and said in a deep voice:
"I don't know either. The king just asked me to pass on this news. If you are interested, you can come to my mountain to discuss it in detail."

With a burst of black fire, the Dharma body disappeared in an instant, and a deafening laughter came from between heaven and earth.

"Why don't I go? It's a good opportunity to see what he's up to."

The raging black fire now returned to Ta Gan's head. The Asura divine guard looked at the demon general in front with a stern look in his eyes.

"Why don't you retreat quickly?"

Jiu Chiling ignored the other party's scolding, revealed his true form, flapped his wings and flew to the sea, setting off a rolling heat wave.

Ta Qian sneered, then leaned against the white elephant's trunk and scolded the slaves, asking them to bring all kinds of meat and blood for his enjoyment.

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Dapei Mountain.

Surrounded by the sea, Lingshan is located on an island. The foehn wind blows, and the grass and trees on the mountain are withered and yellow, with little green.

There is no living creature here. Sitting alone on the top of the mountain is a middle-aged man in heavy maroon armor. He has a rough appearance and eyes like big stars. The magical power in his body flashes, causing a strong burning wind on the island.

A thin layer of dark evil accumulated around him, with fire rising above it, suggesting a severe drought, chaos caused by corpses and demons.

"[Drought is a scourge] because the gods have come to the earth, and even death will not stop."

He spoke slowly, but two voices rang out at the same time, one was rough and low, seemingly his true voice, and the other was indifferent, lofty, and extremely majestic, like a king issuing an order.

When he heard this, a look of understanding appeared on his face. He watched the waves surging quietly. The hot wind on the island became stronger and stronger, blowing the island soil dry and cracking, the water veins dried up, and white mist rose from the sky where the waves met the sea.

An unknown amount of time passed, one day, two days, half a month, he just sat there in silence, and apart from him there was no other living being on the sacred mountain.

Not far away, the void opened up, and an Asura Dharmakaya appeared, riding a white elephant. The three heads looked at it together, and the white lion, the evil ghost, and the human face spoke at the same time:
"Wu Yan, where is the sun crystal seed you mentioned? I came here after completing my hard training, not to see the sea."

Virūpī's voice was cold, and the power of fire surged. He stretched out his devilish arms wrapped in thousands of black flames, locking onto the entire Dapei Mountain.

Wu Yan stood up at this time, shook off the evil spirit on his body, looked at Virūpī and smiled slightly.

"Wu Yan is deeply honored that King Ashura has come in person. As for the Sun Crystal Seed?"

"I have a clue here."

At this moment, he activated his magic power, and a burst of sunlight emanated from his chest. It was extremely pure and turned into the shape of a golden crow and dissipated.

"You actually took it?" There was some doubt in Viruo's voice. He gradually felt that something was wrong, but the greed in his heart was hard to stop. The other party must have a top-level solar spiritual object on him. Even if it was not a solar crystal seed, it was probably not much different.

This greed was so fierce that it captured his mind and was almost impossible to suppress.

The opponent was only in the early stage of Purple Mansion with one magical power, but he had two magical powers, and he also had the [Fire of the Void] to block the void, so his chances of winning were extremely high.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he immediately moved. Black fire swept over, and thousands of arms stretched out, surrounding the man on the top of the mountain.

"Vira."

Wu Yan's voice was solemn, but he did not break through Taixu or cast any spells to resist, as if he had anticipated it.

At this time, his Dharma body had been submerged in heavy black flames and was captured by thousands of arms, but he was not hurt at all, and was not even blocked.

At the same time, many dark evils fell on Virūpī's Dharmakāya. The brilliance of his Asura Dharmakāya, which he was so proud of, was completely lost, causing him to suddenly feel a great fear in his heart.

"What kind of spell is this?"

Before he could finish his words, Wu Yan flipped his hand and took out a long-handled magic knife, riding on a burning wind and coming towards him. His magical powers changed, and it was like the sun setting in the west.

"Two magical powers!"

Virūra's face darkened slightly, and at this moment he activated his magical powers, causing the fire to surge, shaking off the dark evil, and using his thousand arms to block the opponent's attack.

He had not expected that the other party would break through the second magical power so quickly, and he was caught off guard and suffered a loss, but if they really fought, he was still confident that he could defeat the other party.

The great Asura looked greedily at Wu Yan's chest, where the sunlight was changing and the heat was surging, making his Dharma body feel a little hot. It was obviously a rare solar spiritual object.

"What's wrong with Wu Yan? He actually invited me here and exposed the spiritual object? If I don't grab it, I will be doing a disservice to this supreme fire divine power and non-heavenly bloodline."

He laughed grimly and came riding on black fire, his greed burning.

The two men fought with each other, the fire of Bing burned the wind, and the fire of saltpeter and sulfur collided with each other, and the void collapsed and the sea surged.

At this time, the dark evil became even heavier, covering the entire Dapei Mountain and obscuring the figures of the two.

After all, Virūpīla was more advanced in Taoism. He used his thousand arms to change, and he kept forming seals and bombarding with black fire, which shattered the spiritual armor on Wu Yan's chest.

The three heads of this great Asura laughed together, causing the sea to stir.

“Mu Wude, you are just a mixed-blood of Mingze, who became a supernatural being by chance. Are you worthy enough to compete with me for spiritual objects?”

The arm transformed from black fire opened Wu Yan's chest, and Viruo reached in. The surging sun god light wrapped around an object, making him unable to take his eyes off it.

At this time, the surrounding dark evil had been completely blocked, but Viruo did not pay attention to this. He bound Wu Yan with his thousand arms and held the thing wrapped in the sun god's light.

Unlike what one had imagined, there was a dark and dull aura in the core of the Sun's divine light. The black light spread upwards and rushed straight into his Dharma body.

Only then did he see clearly what the spiritual object inside Wu Yan's body was.

A piece of precious bone as black as gold, with evil spirit diffused inside and layers of solar divine light on the outside, clearly distinguished.

"As expected, Ashura, aggressive and stupid."

Wu Yan looked at the black light rushing into the opponent's body with contempt. But after a few breaths, Vimalakirti's eyes lost their luster, his three heads drooped, and he walked to Wu Yan's side.

The dark evils still surrounded him, blocking out the sky and the sun. Wu Yan was respectful at this moment and knelt down.

"After all these years, the Ashuras are still a bunch of belligerent and ignorant fools. They just barge in on their own with a single stroke of their magical powers."

"Virgo" spoke, his voice was indifferent and majestic, but Wu Yan did not dare to raise his head, he just lowered his eyes and asked in a deep voice:
"My Lord, if you all discover your tricks now, wouldn't it be..."

"It's okay. The Golden Core is supposed to avoid Heaven's Disgust and hide in Daluo. As for the West Sea, the land is weak. The Golden Core will collapse at the first sight of it, but the Purple Palace can't detect it."

"The last time I revived you, I asked you to contact Fire Crow. Was it successful?"

"Vira" paced slowly, the black light changed, bringing great pressure to Wu Yan.

"I've already contacted them through the Mingze Dragon Clan. A famous descendant of their clan is about to achieve a breakthrough, cultivating the [Bing Yang Yuan]. I followed your instructions and hinted at this early on, but Daoyan, out of consideration for the Yang Clan, has yet to respond. It seems there's nothing I can do this time."

There was a hint of pride in Wu Yan's voice as the cracks in his chest gradually healed, wrapping the precious black gold bone back into his flesh and blood.

"What happened to your fellow tribesmen?"

A voice of inquiry came from above, and Wu Yan hurriedly replied:

"This person is also from Mingze. He was originally mixed blood, but he got an opportunity and became pure blood."

"I don't think it will have much impact. Although he has the sword spirit, his cultivation is still shallow. As long as Yang Dingguang leaves, it will be difficult for him, who is only in the early stage of Purple Mansion, to achieve anything."

There was a moment of silence. Wu Yan lowered his head and saw the murderous energy surging below, which was terrifying.

"Something has happened in the South China Sea. The Great Universal Pure Land has transferred all the Purple Mansions away. It is now a time of emptiness."

"Now that I have temporarily obtained this Asura Dharmakaya, I can use some of my skills. When he comes, I will be able to find out his background."

Wu Yan just lay there, not daring to peek. Everything he had today was given by the person in front of him, and the other party could naturally take it back. His life and property were in his hands.

"I want to reincarnate in the West Sea, and I need the Fire Crow's solar spirit fire. Time is running out, and I must hurry before that time."

Wu Yan's heart trembled, and he clenched his hands and said in a deep voice:

"If what you said is true, wouldn't there be a lot more golden elixirs in the future?"

"Vira"'s eyes darkened, and his voice was filled with a hint of loneliness and nostalgia.

"Of course it's true. How do you think the Sun Emperor created the sky when he went to the outer universe?"

"It is precisely by following the legacy of the ancient sacred creation, that is, the legacy of the [Re-creation of the Chaos Heaven] in which the True Dragon participated. This is the greatest opportunity in this era, and many golden positions will be manifested."

"The legacy of the gods of all ages, the immortals and Buddhas of heaven, and the two demon emperors will sooner or later return from the heavens. That will be the greatest rain of Taoism in ancient times, nourishing the entire world. It all depends on how it manifests."

Wu Yan's breathing became heavier, and the scales on his body were faintly visible. He only replied in a low voice:
"If so, my Lord can achieve enlightenment and open up a new path."

A voice sounded from above, solemn and heavy.

"I can't prove the Dao fruit, but Gao Yang can. By then, you will be my close minister, and the golden throne will be in sight. The Ming Snake lineage will also be transformed into a Dao image in Daluo."

"I almost achieved the status of the Sun and the Evil Spirit, but unfortunately, He interrupted me."

"The sun sets in the west, the sun is black in the abyss, the wind is burning and the air is dry, the world is suffering from a severe drought. If my Tao is accomplished."

"It's called [dry yang], as opposed to [cold yin]."

(End of this chapter)