The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 363 Zhongyue, Zhesong Town

Heavenly Pillar?!
Heavenly Pillar!!!

The Zhou dynasty is the source of the vast universe; only when the Zhou dynasty is complete can a mountain be formed.

Is it the pillar of heaven that supports everything?!

It wasn't that Mount Tai collapsed and the Prefect appeared, but rather that Mount Tai departed and the Heavenly Pillar returned?!

Zhongyue Zhenjun's face was completely drained of color; his thousands of years of cultivating his inner strength had shattered at the critical moment of life and death. He clearly sensed the opponent's undisguised power and the terrifying might of the Yin-Yang interplay.

That was a power capable of completely erasing his millennia of cultivation, divine status, talismans, and even his very existence.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, please wait!"

The aged Heavenly King's voice was hoarse, tinged with an urgent sob he himself was unaware of:

"I was blinded by greed, consumed by jealousy! I have cultivated diligently for seventeen hundred years to attain this position... I cannot die, I cannot perish as a god! I am willing to offer half of the incense offerings of Mount Song, I am willing to swear an oath to Heaven to be a vassal forever, I only beg Your Excellency to spare my life!"

His pleas for mercy were almost wailing, revealing the most unbearable jealousy and fear in his heart. After sensing that terrifying power, he also glimpsed the fundamental truth of Zhou Yan's second spiritual world, and Zhongtianwang's Dao heart completely collapsed.

Ultimately, he was just a diligent and ascetic practitioner who was nearing the end of his life.

Zhou Yan didn't say anything, he just calmly pressed down.

The yin and yang energies, reversed by water and fire, swirled in his palm, unleashing a thunderous power that changed the very color of the world. The third-grade power that Zhongyue had drawn upon by the earth's veins was almost powerless against this palm strike.

Zhou Yan suddenly realized—

The "Suppressor" given to him by the old man of Buzhou Mountain seems to have an extremely strong restraining and suppressing power over all mountain gods.

Holding this seal, one's body becomes the pillar of heaven, the head of all mountains, and the master of all mountains.

With a single palm strike, the earth vein power and mountain power mobilized by Zhongyue Zhenjun had no intention of helping him at all. They collapsed and scattered layer by layer, and the effect was even more domineering than the palm strike he had just delivered outside Mount Tai!
boom! ! !
The enormous Dharma image, formed from the combined power of the earth's veins throughout the entire Zhongyue region, began to disintegrate and collapse in mid-air, throwing the old man within it away, which then crashed down amidst layers of rubble.

The Dharma image of the Lord of Mount Tai slowly dissipated. Zhou Yan's mind stirred, and with a sweep of his sleeve, the [Devouring Heaven and Earth] technique was released. The divine power of the True Lord of Mount Zhongyue, which he had previously controlled by the flow of energy, roared out from his sleeve like an angry dragon.

In an instant, it unleashed a tremendous force, piercing through Zhongyue Zhenjun.

Zhongyue Zhenjun coughed up blood, his vital energy waning.

Just as Zhou Yan was about to raise his hand to seal the old man and take him away, he suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly and noticed something that flew out when the old man was thrown away. That thing shimmered with light and vaguely resembled a scale, yet it was ancient and huge, carrying a sense of vastness and antiquity.

That is--

Dragon scales?!
hum! ! !
Almost instantly, a layer of gray light suddenly emanated from the scale, spreading out in all directions and instantly engulfing the entire world, isolating the entire Zhongyue lineage from the outside world.

The gazes of those outside, filled with fear and terror, were all cut off. At the same time, the ancient scale armor shimmered with light and transformed into a dragon-shaped figure, which suddenly soared into the sky, its ancient and desolate roar resounding in all directions.

A terrifying being, towering over heaven and earth, appeared before Zhou Yan.

Its lower body resembled a dragon or snake, covered in dark red scales, while its upper body was shrouded in clouds and mist, almost as large as a mountain. Within the clouds and mist, something shone brightly, as if it were a great sun, locking onto Zhou Yan.

This is not real; it is merely a phantom.

However, even the mere phantom unleashed a boundless power, almost instantly piercing the boundary between the third and fourth ranks, climbing to the level of the third rank or higher, before pausing slightly.

It was as if the entire world was rejecting Him and suppressing Him.

The power of this phantom was suppressed almost instantly, causing it to fall back to the peak of the fourth rank. Without a doubt, this being did not belong to this era, nor to the human world at this moment.

Therefore, he was locked in place by Fuxi's terrifying seal, which was so resolute that even he himself was excluded, forcibly compressing his own power back to below the third rank.

Fuxi's seal of equality for all beings either suppresses their power.

Either leave obediently.

Its momentum was overwhelming, and the world seemed to change color.

This enormous, dragon-like being stared at Zhou Yan and spoke: "...Are you the god of Mount Tai in this generation? However, in the order of time, there is no such being as you. You are the cause of chaos, the variable. To which faction do you belong?"

The words contained a wealth of information, and Zhou Yan's heart was filled with emotion.

Causes of chaos, variables... which side is it?
Aside from Shi and Fuxi, and perhaps Gonggong, are there any other factions?

The enormous dragon-serpent stared at Zhou Yan without saying another word. Its huge phantom reached out its claws and grabbed at the withered Zhongyue Zhenjun on the ground.

To ignore it is the ultimate form of arrogance.

"Leave!"

Zhou Yan raised his hand, gathered his vital energy, and without hesitation, flipped it over and smashed it down.

Strands of primordial energy outlined and converged with the earth's veins, forming a weapon that appeared behind.

The Dharma images are reassembled and reconstructed.

He struck the giant dragon-serpent with a palm strike.

However, there was a feeling of ineffectiveness. Zhou Yan's eyes flickered slightly as he noticed that his enormous Dharma Image hand seemed to have passed through the hard scales. Layers of flowing mist swirled around the Dharma Image, faintly threatening to cause it to collapse.

"it is good."

Zhou Yan clenched his five fingers, and the Dharma image that was swallowed by the scales also clenched its palm. With the change of light, the divine weapon Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword appeared in the Dharma image's palm that was 'swallowed' into the scales, roaring like a dragon.

tear-

Relying on the power of the divine weapon, Zhou Yan's Dharma form drew out his arm, gripped the three-pointed double-edged sword with both hands, and no longer concealed anything, slashed heavily down at the dragon-serpent divine body. The scales withstood Zhou Yan's heavy slash, water and fire flowed, confronting each other on the scales.

Zhou Yan always sensed that the other party possessed some kind of special power.

The forces of water and fire, and the power of weapons, seemed to be cleaved and bombarded into a thick, dense fog, making it difficult to penetrate and cause any real damage to the opponent. The eyes hidden behind the fog remained completely undisturbed.

At that moment, Zhou Yan unleashed another powerful attack, his energy surging forth.

As they practiced their skills, they suddenly heard a clear bell ring.

No, that's not a bell, it's a chime!

Zhou Yan, and the ancient deity hidden in the mist, both instantly focused their gazes on Zhou Yan's waist, where a golden divine bell hung. Zhou Yan immediately reacted, grabbed the bell, and hurled it forward.

"go with!"

The golden bell, which had been shrunken, seemed to sense something and suddenly grew larger.

It transformed into a size large enough to directly cover an entire mountain peak.

Suspended directly in the air, it embraces the majestic and mysterious ancient deity. Light flows and golden divine patterns on the bell seem to come alive, radiating endless profound energy. The ancient deity is enveloped under this divine bell.

The three-legged golden crow, which had been dormant, was awakened by the disturbance. After Zhou Yan took notice, it flapped its wings and flew above the divine bell, circling and dancing. Golden true fire of the great sun continuously shone and bombarded the divine bell, causing it to ring loudly.

The sound of bells rang out continuously.

The entire space, shrouded in gray light, began to tremble violently.

[Di Jun? His bell, how could it be here?!]

The pupils hidden behind the mist showed a slight fluctuation for the first time, and then shifted their attention to take the item away. Zhou Yan had already gathered his strength, and the three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand, with water and fire energies forming a spiral, was thrown out directly.

Start with a powerful move.

boom! ! !
The immense power forced the phantom of the ancient god back.

Zhou Yan took a half step forward, appearing beside the golden bell in an instant. He raised his hand, his wrist drooping, and strands of the Great Sun True Fire coiled between his fingers and palm. Then, drawing upon the power of the earth's veins, he raised his hand and struck the golden divine bell with a thunderous roar. The divine runes on the golden divine bell flowed rapidly in an even faster manner.

The bells rang out in a deafening roar, one after another.

When, when, when!
A crack appeared in the space shrouded in gray light and mist. The ancient god and demon still wanted to seize this item, but Zhou Yan forcibly intercepted it with his three-pointed double-edged sword. If Zhou Yan were to face the true form of this ancient god and demon at this moment, he would definitely be far from being a match for him.

But this is the human world.

Fuxi laid down a powerful seal throughout the world.

Even the ancient gods and demons here must abide by Fuxi's order, and their strength is only at the peak of the fourth rank.

Furthermore, judging from the current state of the confrontation, the reason why this ancient god-demon was still able to maintain his peak fourth-rank level in the mortal realm was because the gray mist flowing from his scales obscured the heavens and earth, weakening the power of Fuxi's seal to some extent.

Although Zhou Yan couldn't defeat him, he wasn't at too much of a disadvantage either. As the bell tolled louder, the rift collapsed, and the figure of the ancient god and demon began to blur, being expelled from this world.

He seemed to know that his plan had failed, and stopped attacking.

Eyes hidden beneath the mist were fixed on Zhou Yan.

The Taoist priest stood in mid-air, exuding a rich and powerful aura of the earth's veins and mountain gods. He held a golden bell in his hand, and a three-legged golden crow flapped its wings, slowly dancing on the bell. Golden true fire of the great sun flowed in all directions, majestic and sacred.

He gazed intently at Zhou Yan and spoke:
"Dongyue...a new guardian of the world."

"I, will remember you..."

Zhou Yan pointed his three-pointed, double-edged sword at his opponent and said:

Goodbye, and don't come again next time.

The ancient god-demon stared intently at him, then closed its eyes.

boom! ! !
The entire gray mist space stagnated, as if it had fallen into an endless night, and then collapsed layer by layer. Zhou Yan looked relaxed, but his eyes were actually full of vigilance and wariness. Only after the gray space dissipated did he put away the three-pointed double-edged sword.

The brief exchange of blows seemed to have never happened to the outside world. They were completely unaware of it, only feeling the sky and earth suddenly sink, and then the Zhongyue True Lord crashed to the ground.

Zhou Yan raised his hand, put the scale armor into his palm, and then turned his gaze to the dazed and confused Zhongtian King, who seemed to know nothing at all.

Who are those ancient gods and demons?!

What is his plan? And what other tricks does he have up his sleeve?!

All of this will likely fall on the shoulders of this old man who has repeatedly jumped out. It seems that he did this not on purpose, but rather that someone was directing him from behind.

Zhou Yan looked at Zhongyue Zhenjun.

Zhongyue Zhenjun shook his head, barely maintaining his will, but when he saw Zhou Yan looking at him, his face turned pale. He was about to use the Earth Escape Technique to escape, but Zhou Yan swept his sleeve, and the third-grade peak divine power of Devouring Heaven and Earth surged out and directly took it in his hand.

Zhongyue Zhenjun cried out only once: "Lord, spare my life!"

Zhou Yan flicked his wrist and struck Zhongyue Zhenjun on the head with a palm.

Centered on the character "镇" (zhen), the five elements flowed and transformed into a seal, completely sealing off the cultivation of the Zhongyue Zhenjun. The seal was continuous, and the more the trapped person struggled, the stronger the seal became.

It is the self-created great supernatural power, the Tushita Palace!

After more than a thousand years of cultivation, Zhongyue Zhenjun was suddenly locked up. He immediately collapsed forward like an ordinary old man and fell into a coma. Until now, all is silent except for the sound of the wind whistling through the grass and trees.

Zhou Yan's discerning eye swept across the area. Based on his past experience and knowledge, he knew that there must be a bunch of spies lurking in Zhongyue. A mountain god whose lifespan was not long enough and who was nearing his end would not be spared by anyone, whether it was Shi or other ancient gods and demons.

He doesn't have time to clean up the mess right now.

No time, no energy.

The spies sent by those forces were also aware of this, and they were overjoyed. Jia San, the agent of Shi, was ecstatic: "Good, good, good! This old man was quite stubborn before, but this time he angered the Lord of Mount Tai and was captured by Dongyue. Now, who can stop us?!"

"After that, it was just a matter of 'playing chess' with a few other forces."

"But it's just chess, who doesn't know how to play?!"

Not only him, but the other major powers also thought the same way. This was the perfect time for them to fish in troubled waters. But then they saw the Lord of Mount Tai sweep his sleeve and directly put the Heavenly King into his sleeve. Everyone was startled.

After capturing the True Lord of Zhongyue, the Lord of Mount Tai did not leave.

Instead, they strolled leisurely up the Zhongyue Mountains, climbing step by step until they reached the Zhongyue Temple on Mount Song. They passed by the "Stele of the Zhongyue Songgao Lingmiao" from the Northern Wei Dynasty. At this moment, there were still many worshippers in the Zhongyue Temple.

An old temple keeper, looking at the newcomers, turned pale, while ordinary worshippers also looked panicked, frightened by the brief battle between the celestial beings. They talked to each other, unaware that the passersby were actually guests from heaven.

Zhou Yan revealed an ancient face, his sleeves rolled up, and walked to the Zhongyue Temple.

He raised his hand and broke off an old pine branch.

On this old pine tree, half withered and half flourishing, even a mischievous child could easily pull it down and crush it. But at this moment, it seemed to attract the attention of the entire world. The Lord of Mount Tai shook off the clouds on the pine and calmly placed this pine branch on the incense table of the Zhongyue Temple.

"The tree is here, therefore I am here."

"Anyone who enters this place without my order."

He turned around, his sleeves billowing like a surging sea of ​​clouds, yet the three words remained calm and undisturbed.

"Kill without mercy."

It was completely silent.

Only the Lord of Mount Tai remained calm. He even descended the stone steps as leisurely as an ordinary guest, gradually disappearing from sight. However, no one in the surrounding area dared to believe that his words were false.

No one doubted the significance of that cedar tree anymore.

A commander of the Plum Blossom Guard, dressed as a merchant, cracked his teacup with a "crack." Suppressing his shock, he wrote down the secret message.

........................

Chang'an City.

Li Heng had just had a confrontation with his father.

Perhaps, that omnipotent saint has finally grown old.

Just like the fallen Duke Taishan, Li Longji, who was tied to the Duke Taishan, was also finished.

He was no longer his opponent. Li Heng drank the medicinal tea, but felt a little regretful. He felt that he had lost the miraculous medicine that the Weaver Girl had sent from the Reclining Buddha Temple. Such a wonderful medicine was becoming less and less with each use.

However, the tide had turned in his favor, and his stubborn father was finally about to give in. Everything was in his hands, but at this moment, Yu Chaoen suddenly appeared, pale-faced and hurriedly reported: "Your Majesty, a secret order, a secret order!"

"What's wrong? Why are you so panicked?"

"How can one properly command and supervise troops in this way?"

Li Heng calmly gave a reprimand, accepted the secret order, and began drinking the secret medicine. But after only one glance, his expression changed drastically, and with a flick of his wrist, the cup of medicine fell to the ground. The medicine contained ginseng and lingzhi.

There was another thing, resembling a cicada's molt, curled up in the medicinal soup, looking extremely eerie.

Li Heng, however, had no interest in reading it; he simply stared blankly at the secret order in his hand—

[Reporting to the Sage, the Lord of Mount Tai has manifested his divine power, banishing the Central Peak from Mount Song, covering its entire realm with a single palm, his divine might as a prison.]

With a single strike, he suppressed Zhongyue at his peak.

(End of this chapter)