The Ancient Saint Emperor of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 67: Battle of the Altar, Reincarnation, and the Transformation of the Ten Evils of the Nirvana Silkworm

In Shenxu, where the remains of heaven fell, the South Gate of Heaven stands majestically in the distance, overlooking this magnificent land.

In terms of topography, this is a land of rising dragons. The mountain ranges are like dragons coiled around, the ridges are undulating, the scenery is magnificent, majestic and long, corresponding to the sun, moon and stars, as if there is life breathing.

The thousand-foot waterfall cascades down like a river from the sky, pouring down from every mountaintop, boundless and vast, like a miracle. Usually, this sacred land is quiet and peaceful, with no one coming to disturb it.

But today, everything was broken. The heroes came for the treasure left by the Heaven Palace and attacked wantonly, causing the wind to howl between heaven and earth and yellow clouds to rain blood. In this terrible scene, except for the saints who were blocked by the Heaven Palace puppets in their pursuit of the treasure, the fragments of the Immortal Cauldron became the focus of everyone's attention, and its holder was destined to be besieged.

The Golden Crow's true fire burned, the divine ring turned into chains to bind, the four symbols turned into flowers to strangle, and all the powerful killing moves came together to overwhelm the most famous Sky Dragon King, but a vortex shot out from his brow, with an immortal platform standing inside, creating a spiritual ruin, swallowing all the offensives into it, and transferring them into the turbulence of the void.

But this moment was enough for people to rush forward, attack again, and fight with this young king.

Wang Hongwu fought alone against all the enemies in the world. He had the appearance of a dragon and a tiger, a strong body, thick hair, and was surrounded by a purple halo covered with dragon scales. He let out a long roar, isolating all the attacking spells and shattering them into powder.

He was like a king of heaven patrolling the mortal world, extremely majestic, with cold lightning dancing in his eyes, tearing through the void, and his pupils shot out two sharp rays of light, which then enlarged to form the phantoms of the sun, moon, and stars, drowning the several golden crows rushing towards him.

"The Eye of Martial Arts, the Art of Killing!" The demon saint of the tribe watched from afar, startled, and hurriedly warned, "Quickly sacrifice your magic weapon to protect your soul, and retreat quickly!"

However, it was too late. With a bang, the eyes of those golden crows became dull, their brows sunken, their souls were killed on the spot, and they were stared to death. Even if some of them used magic weapons, they were crushed and exploded, and could not resist at all.

With a swish, the Golden Crow's corpse was shaken away, and the God Clan that arrived from Tongtian Star took advantage of the situation and swung a long khaki whip at Wang Hongwu. All of a sudden, all the giant mountains within a thousand miles rose from the ground like straw, crashing into him one after another, causing Wang Hongwu to roar out the Ten Thousand Dragons Heavenly Sound. Thousands of dragon shadows composed of purple magic bells rushed up from the surrounding area, shaking their heads and tails, smashing the mountains, and even emitting sound waves, causing the big mountains to explode in the sky.

But the siege did not stop. Before the offensive of the gods was over, the Sky Demon King of Nanling arrived and punched. The four-color halo spread out into an earth axe, a wind sword, a water whip, and a fire gun that chopped down at the same time with terrifying power. Wang Hongwu resisted with his body, and the ground under his feet sank and shook violently, forming a pit a hundred feet deep.

With the magic shield covering his body, he suddenly struck out with a dragon fist, smashing the God Clan's Mountain-Driving Whip into pieces, and the person who attacked him also had half of his body blown off, screaming and bleeding. Then he turned around and slapped out the Lingxu Divine Seal, transferring the Sky Demon King to a phantom scene of a river and sea. In a moment, the two of them fought for several moves, and all the waves splashed up and rushed into the sky. The distant coast collapsed, and rocks flew into the clouds.

"The body of a celestial demon, it has swallowed the divine flower, but its bloodline is somewhat invisible." When Wang Hongwu fought, he could feel that the demon race was very different from the human race, and their blood contained treasures left by their ancestors.

The more powerful the ancestor, the more terrifying the blood treasure left behind. Once it is displayed, it will have astonishing divine power, and may even create the terrifying scene of the ancient celestial demon descending to the world. After this celestial demon body swallowed the divine flower, it is likely that his impure blood returned to his ancestors and connected with a powerful existence.

He opened his martial arts eyes, and the sun and the moon flew out, tearing open the mist covering the face of the Heavenly Demon King, wanting to peek at his true face. In a flash, Wang Hongwu saw silver pupils, a stunning face, and an ancient pattern branded on his forehead.

Humph! The Sky Demon King roared fiercely, as powerful as the king of all spirits descending from the mountain, his might shaking the mountains and seas. Behind him suddenly emerged a huge white beast, its fur silvery-white, surrounded by golden stripes. It controlled the golden energy of heaven and earth, like the embodiment of killing, and directly shattered the divine light of the Sky Eye.

On the other side, Huang Xudao and Huo Qizi also attacked again, but saw the Heavenly Demon King's eyes flash, turned around and attacked with the beast shadow spirit form, fighting against Huo Qizi and stopping the ancient prince. Huo Qizi was puzzled and asked doubtfully, "What do you mean by this?"

"I came here for the opportunity in Heaven and it's secondary. The real thing is to fight with people like you. The demon clan needs someone to carry the banner, and there's nothing more suitable for fame than the ancient prince." The Heavenly Demon King responded calmly. He didn't care who he fought, as long as he was at the level of the ancient prince. The Nanling demon clan needed to make a name for themselves, and he also needed to verify his Dao fruit.

Hearing this, Huo Qizi became even more puzzled. Why do they all like to look for me?
Isn't there Huang Xudao next to him? Do I look weaker than him?
"I also want to see the fragments of the Immortal Cauldron. How about cooperation? Let's comprehend together and come to visit my Blood Phoenix Mountain." What surprised him even more was that Huang Xudao was not so passionate and aggressive. He was a Taoist fanatic. Seeing that there was little hope of seizing it, he decisively gave up and proposed cooperation, which surprised Wang Hongwu.

The royal heir of Blood Phoenix Mountain seems very different, and his style of doing things is unexpected.

"We can cooperate in comprehension, but there's no need to go to Blood Phoenix Mountain. You should come to the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest." He thought as he rushed out, but he didn't expect Huang Xudao to actually agree. Without hesitation, he turned around and went to compete for other opportunities.

What remains in this palace is not only fragments of green copper, but also source stones that are suspected to be wrapped in fairy gold, stone tablets recording scriptures from the heavenly court, battle clothes left by ancient generals, etc. Many semi-saints and ancestral kings are fighting here and battling with the guarding puppets. Compared with green copper, these are more useful and can be used as soon as they are taken.

He even killed a few extraterritorial creatures who were harassing Wang Hongwu and cleared a path for himself. Huangxu Dao lived for the Dao and kept his word. The entire Blood Phoenix Mountain obeyed him, and he was also the most independent among the ancient royal heirs.

"Is it really possible? My sister is right. Not everything needs to be solved with fists." Huo Qizi was stunned at first, but then he suddenly realized and said, "Dragon King, we can also cooperate and comprehend together."

Unexpectedly, Wang Hongwu rolled his eyes after hearing this and said, "What are you cooperating with? Go and have some fun."

I still have opponents, but Huangxu Dao has not been stopped."

Huh? Huo Qizi tilted his head, a little confused. This is not right, right?
Why do people always change their attitude when he comes to see them?
It’s all Huang Xudao’s fault!
"Over there, Dongfang Taiyi is indeed running for the fragments of the Cauldron of Immortality!" At this moment, a loud shout was heard, and groups of people and horses appeared, all riding ancient beasts, including the Nine-tailed Kirin Beast, the Sky-Swallowing Ape, and the Ancient Golden Peng. Each of them was wearing armor, with a cold light shining on the iron armor, and their weapons were awe-inspiring. They were a group of descendants of the gods of the Divine Dynasty.

The descendants of the Eight Divine Generals have magical powers as vast as the sea and pure blood. The sound of their galloping horses along the way is like a mighty river rolling across the sky, rumbling and deafening.

"The Immortal Dynasty is immortal through the ages, and the eight tribes of gods are invincible!" The descendants of the gods shouted loudly. Their goal was clear, and they went straight to the fragments of the immortal cauldron. Their blood and energy merged into one, and the winds and clouds in all directions collapsed. Many mountains began to shake, and the vast land and magnificent rivers and mountains were all overlooked at their feet.

Their blood boiled, as if they had returned to the beginning of the Divine Dynasty, and transformed themselves into true divine generals like their ancestors, attacking the gods in the nine heavens above and fighting the Nine Netherworld Demon Kings below, looking down upon the nine heavens and ten earths.

It was a time of great fighting spirit. The Immortal Emperor and his eight generals created an age of immortal gods, revered by all future generations. This glory makes their descendants still feel excited when they think about it, and their morale is at its peak.

However, at this moment when everyone was excited, Wang Hongwu took ruthless action. Without saying a word, he slapped the Immortal-Slaying Gourd.

The chaotic light emitted from the mouth of the gourd illuminated the mountains, rivers and the earth. It was as bright as day for thousands of miles in all directions, and the sun, moon and stars were dimmed.

Puff! The entire sky shook, and a chaotic cloud of light crushed down, wiping out more than half of the eight knights who had been charging at top speed just now. Thousands were killed on the spot.

"What does the Immortal Emperor's invincibility have to do with you? Even if your ancestors were revived in the same realm, I would still kill them." Wang Hongwu was disdainful. Purple air was steaming from his whole body, and he looked solemn. A purple little man rushed out from between his eyebrows. It was the manifestation of his primordial spirit.

He activated the previous secret and swung the Donghuang Bell with one hand, smashing the sky and causing all the gods around him to disintegrate, with blood and flesh flying everywhere. The bell glowed with purple light and made a deafening sound, causing everyone to scream and cover their ears.

The Ancient Emperor’s Forbidden Technique: Nine-Aperture Immortal Dragon’s Roar!
He used this weapon to stimulate his vocal power, and its power increased several times. Tens of thousands of dragon-shaped purple sound waves spread out, which was extremely terrifying. Even Huo Qilin and Tian Yao Wang who were in the battle did not want to face it head-on and retreated.

Buzz buzz buzz! The torrential dragon roar spread out in the form of bell waves, shaking the kings of the Zhan Dao to scream. Their bodies shattered and their souls disintegrated. The descendants of the gods who had just been reminiscing about the glory of their ancestors were blown away without any resistance. Their blood mixed together and was dispersed by the bell waves.

"Divine Mark Purple Gold? He actually has so much of this immortal material to cast into a divine bell!"

"Damn it, there are traces of the ancient imperial weapons inside. Their power is no less than that of the holy weapons. Get out of here quickly."

Upon seeing this scene, all the descendants of the gods changed color, gritted their teeth, clenched their fists, and their joints crackled.

He ruthlessly defeated them when they were at their most passionate. This guy is so hateful.

Taking a brief break, Wang Hongwu immediately embedded the fragments into the broken vessel, and it was restored to one third of its original size. The general shape of the tripod could already be seen, and its interior was imprinted with incomprehensible laws and patterns, interwoven into the supreme Tao.

Boom! He held it in his hand, feeling the resurgence of its power, and without hesitation, he unleashed it, blasting forward.

The terrifying immortal light suddenly rushed out like a wave that was as overwhelming as a mountain and sea, sweeping across thousands of miles and causing all the living beings here to fall into an involuntary trembling. This was the power of the extreme way, unmatched.

Bang! A semi-saint from the Eight Tribes of Gods was instantly blasted to ash before he could escape. A powerful figure from outside the realm screamed in agony as his body was shattered to dust. A prominent figure from the Golden Crow Clan shot to the sky in flight, but was overtaken by the waves and drowned, leaving no trace.

The field was plunged into a terrible shock. No one expected that the remaining weapons of the ancient heaven would show their power at this time. They should have been able to only passively defend!

The old seniors who were showing off their might and looking down on the geniuses just now also came to an end in disgrace and were quickly killed. They had no chance of resistance in the face of the immortal light.

"Let's see who will surround and kill whom now!" Wang Hongwu had something to rely on, and immediately controlled the green waves to rush forward, chasing and killing those who had besieged him before.

"My friend, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!" The Golden Crow tribe was horrified and opened their mouths repeatedly, trying to extinguish their anger. However, Wang Hongwu swung the broken tripod and smashed it on the head. With a bang, the green waves rippled and only broken feathers and blood mud were left in the field. These creatures were killed. The Golden Crow Saint in the distance roared in anger and wanted to retaliate, but was stopped by the Saint puppet guarding the palace and could only watch.

"There was no misunderstanding, only accidental killing. I'm truly sorry." Wang Hongwu sneered, turning his head to stare at the gods, causing these creatures, who prided themselves on their noble birth, to suddenly become nervous and retreat one after another, saying soothingly, "Daoyou, we won't fight anymore. Peace is the most important thing in everything."

Stop just like that? Who do you think you are? Wang Hongwu ignored them completely and rushed forward with Bi Bo, smashing them to pieces and killing them on the spot. He didn't intend to let any of them go. Then he set his sights on those foreign warriors and killed them mercilessly.

Visitors from outside the domain were so frightened by this scene that their souls were scared to death. The semi-saint who was the first to be hit fled in a panic. After so many years of touching the holy land, he had long forgotten what fear was, but now he was experiencing it all over again.

"No! I haven't truly become a saint yet, I'm unwilling to accept this!" He roared, full of unwillingness, and retreated quickly, but his body was breaking into pieces. Although there was only a ray of light that brushed against him, the energy was indestructible and was destroying his blood and bones. In a moment, his soul was torn into four pieces, his body collapsed, and was torn to pieces by the light, and blood was everywhere.

Even if you are a semi-saint, there is no possibility of survival in the face of such power. Only a true saint can escape.

The heroes from beyond the realm, momentarily consumed by greed, shuddered and retreated, unsure of what to do. Many nearly collapsed to the ground. The true sages were vying for fortune in the depths, held back by the guarding puppets, unable to rush to their aid. Yet it was pointless. As Wang Hongwu swung the broken tripod, a puff of blood erupted, sending heads tumbling down in droves. Some even shot forward hundreds of feet before the headless corpses exploded, smeared with crimson. Every face was etched with terror, unwillingness, and despair. Ultimately, each inch of their bodies was reduced to a bloody mist.

In just a few breaths, the corpses of the strong men fell like raindrops, all of them were killed, and none of those who attempted to assassinate them survived.

Thousands of people died in an instant. Such casualties are too terrible. Who can believe it?

No one expected that the Dragon King would be so domineering and cruel, killing people everywhere. This behavior made the strong people of all races deeply worried. How should they resist and face it in the future?
The creatures in the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest expressed their heartfelt admiration and praise for him, and were full of expectations for his future, believing that he might very well become an immortal legend.

After this round of clearing, the interior of Tianque became much more spacious. Everyone finally saw clearly that there was an altar in front of the magnificent palace. It was engraved with pictures and it was ancient in style. No one knew how many years it had existed.

At the top of the altar, there are some things that are blooming with the most brilliant light. The reason why this temple is so bright is because of them, it is peaceful and holy.

"So many stone tablets inscribed with scriptures!" "Are these the magic formulas used by the ancient Celestial Court's disciples?" "Divine materials, I saw so much of them!"

"Not only that, there are also legendary elixirs and precious medicines, each of which is very tonic." "Could it be that besides green copper, there are other precious things?"

Someone exclaimed and there was a commotion. Many people wanted to move forward, but suddenly stopped and stared at the empty space behind the altar.

Because they found that there was a big hole at the back of the palace, and they could see the towering South Gate of Heaven from outside the hole. Unknowingly, they had entered the Divine Ruins, and their hairs stood on end.

Behind the South Gate of Heaven is a bottomless black abyss, where an ancient altar of five different colors is suspended.

It is plain and simple, with parts missing, broken into pieces over the years, hanging quietly in the air, yet it brightens the eyes of many people.

Five-color altar!

"An altar leading to the outer world. Now I understand. The South Gate of Heaven back then was a node in the starry sky, used for teleportation to all directions!"

"It's a shame, it's broken and needs repair." "This is precious enough. When Primordial Lake dug out an altar from under Purgatory, I wonder how many people envied it."

"This thing is very important. I'm afraid all the saints are very interested in it."

People were shocked and recognized that this thing had a great origin. It was the path to the starry sky and could also lead the strong people in the starry sky back.

"I must obtain this five-colored altar. It will be very useful whether I am bringing powerful people from Ziwei or calling upon the Sun Emperor Tower and the Holy Emperor in the universe."

Wang Hongwu's thoughts turned, and he decided that he could not let the five-colored altar go. He used the broken tripod to protect his soul and the Immortal-Slaying Gourd to protect his body. He suddenly covered himself in the stone coffin and rushed directly to the five-colored altar.

He also wants to steal the treasure?
Everyone was surprised to see the Dragon King take action. Why was he running to grab the five-colored altar instead of fighting for the scriptures and precious materials?
People didn't understand, but that didn't stop them from trying to stop it. The semi-saints and ancestral kings all stared over and took action coldly. The laws of the holy domain roared, suppressing and killing all living things.

"Little dragon, are you crazy?" Duan De was so anxious that he jumped up and down, cursing as he tried to help. He threw all the formation patterns out to help Wang Hongwu, and the people watching were dazzled. "Saint formation pattern? Saint King formation platform? Why is there still a remnant of the Great Sage formation?"

"Oh my immortal god, who is this fat Taoist priest? He even set up an incomplete ultimate formation pattern!"

Everyone was dumbfounded. This was too crazy. So many formation patterns were blasted out at once, causing terrible fluctuations. The area around the five-colored altar was shaking violently and in great chaos.

Although there was some obstruction, the aftermath still caused Wang Hongwu's body to crack and break apart on the spot, with blood splattering everywhere. He gritted his teeth and urged the Immortal-Slaying Gourd to suck in the broken five-colored altar, suddenly drawing it into the gourd.

"How dare you!" The saints were furious. The sarcophagus was directly impacted by the shock and flew out, falling into the abyss below the South Gate of Heaven, where everything was dark.

"He actually took the Five-Colored Altar away from me?" "He fell under the South Heavenly Gate. Can he still survive?"

"Even the Taichu Ancient Mine can't bury him, and of course the Shenxu can't either. Didn't you see that his soul was intact just now?"

"The body is shattered, the essence is damaged, that can be considered a serious injury, right?"

The heroes were stunned and looked towards the black abyss. It was bottomless and no one knew where it led to. It was too mysterious.

"Even the saints can't kill him?" More people were shocked. It was mysterious enough that a powerful man could survive the hands of the saints. No one would believe it if it were spread out.

But the Dragon King did it, and even snatched the food from the tiger's mouth and took away the five-colored altar.

"That coffin?!" Among the crowd, one person's behavior was the most special. He was the Taoist Master Shencan. His reaction was much stronger than others. He stood up straight with a leap, like a magic sword unsheathed, emitting a compelling aura.

It is recorded in Shencanling that a quasi-emperor of the tribe personally placed his father into the ancient coffin of the gods and buried him outside the nine heavens. The coffin had nine layers and floated in the universe.

He wouldn't be wrong, the one where the Dragon King was hiding was one of them!
On the other side, in the abyss under the Nantian Gate, a stone coffin was shining brightly and kept sinking, as if there was no end.

Boom!
While falling into the abyss, Wang Hongwu's body was shattered, but fortunately his soul was protected by the broken tripod and the immortal-slaying gourd, so he was safe and sound. Otherwise, he would have been in danger this time.

The origin of the body is intact, and it is trying to reorganize the essence of other flesh and blood, but it is affected by the dense laws of the saints and cannot be aggregated. It is constantly being born and destroyed, and is constantly being consumed. Once it is exhausted, it will be in danger of drying up the origin.

However, he did not waver. Instead, he pondered, "My body has crumbled, but my origin and essence are still there. I can use this to practice the transformation method left on this sarcophagus and see if I can find another way!"

He wants to achieve the Dharma, turn disasters into merit, and become a stronger person.

The Divine Silkworm has undergone ten transformations, and he is now about to enter the first stage of Nirvana.

According to his idea, if he wanted to transform into the Ten Evils, he would need to find the real blood of related creatures to deduce and simulate.

The True Dragon can naturally rely on the Dragon Nest and the bloodline of the Ten Thousand Dragon Emperor to evolve, the Divine Phoenix can be reversed through the true blood of the Blood Phoenix Emperor, and the Qilin can also be reversed with the true blood of the Qilin Emperor; to defeat the Divine Stone, one can find a way from the Holy Spirit, and the Thunder Emperor may be able to find an opportunity from the heavenly tribulation. The remaining Sky-Horned Ants, Nine-Nether Hyenas, Nine-Leaf Sword Grasses, and even the Gu are a bit difficult and require careful study.

Of course, these are just directions and not real bloodlines, which are almost invisible in the current era. Even if he interprets them, they are just "on the road."

However, the first transformation at the moment is naturally the True Dragon Transformation which is most suitable for his current state and identity. After one transformation and one nirvana, his strength will definitely improve greatly after success, and his bloodline power may even surpass that of the Dragon Girl.

The reincarnation seal method given by Duan De came in handy at this moment.

As his thoughts wandered, Wang Hongwu's body also underwent new changes. The laws of the saints boiled over, crushing his flesh and blood into mist, but he did not stop it. Instead, he buried his body according to the method of reincarnation seal taught by Duan De, using the coffin of the gods as soil and the laws of the saints as fuel, performing a Nirvana Heavenly Skill.

He took out the Taichu Life Stone that he had obtained from the Taichu Ancient Mine. It contained the Taichu life essence and was the most full of vitality. It was thrown into the blood mist and became a help in reversing life and death.

Gradually, a faint trace appeared among the blood mist, flashing silver light and floating unsteadily.

When a normal person is born and dies, a death seal will form on his body, and if he dies and is reborn, an additional life seal will appear; the two will surround and connect to form the legendary reincarnation seal.

While interpreting the cycle of reincarnation, Wang Hongwu combined the blood of the Ten Thousand Dragon Emperor and the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm to reverse the divine art. He called upon the power of the Imperial Ruins Realm, and the green hexagonal wheel behind his head rotated to help him deduce and perfect it. All the Dao traces of the ancient emperors inside were revived, and one after another came out to help him chant the scriptures and perform the magic.

Then, he also propped up the vision of the Chaos True Dragon's Nest, borrowed the power of the terrain of the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest through the air, and created a small terrain in this divine coffin to achieve nirvana.

If he really wanted to live out his life with the Seal of Reincarnation, he would naturally be buried in the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest. But now it is just an alternative fusion interpretation, so there is no need to be so rigorous. These powers are enough in combination with the God's Coffin.

Gradually, the silkworm-shaped characters in the sarcophagus revived and formed one real dragon after another, dancing around the remains of Wang Hongwu's body. He was using his own Taiyi body as the foundation to construct a "divine form" of a real dragon.

True dragons have different forms, because many races can evolve into dragons, such as pythons, Jiao, etc. Even carp may evolve into dragons if they can make the ultimate leap.

A dragon is not only a creature, but also a life form of extremely high level. Many creatures can choose to evolve towards it. This is an evolutionary path.

Taking advantage of the terrain of the Chaos True Dragon's Nest, he was buried in the reincarnation, the Divine Silkworm transformed into ten evil forms and achieved Nirvana. The scriptures on establishing the Tao were completed, and now he was going to create the Heavenly Art of Protecting the Tao.

(End of this chapter)