Covering the Sky: Becoming an Emperor Through Sole Cultivation of the Sea of ​​Wheels

Chapter 151 The Immortal Taoist

Having dealt with the ancient corpse blocking their path, the old madman led the group onward.

Mo Wuji and his companions carefully stepped on the old madman's footprints, afraid that a wrong step would attract the Wushi Killing Array to kill them.

Finally, we reached the summit of Sacred Cliff.

This is a vast cliff, so wide that a small town could be built on it.

However, this place was a barren land, devoid of any vegetation, and all the soil was a black color that exuded an ominous aura, with many dark red bloodstains.

In some places, there are still puddles, bright red and glaring. So many years have passed, and although the spiritual energy has dissipated, for some unknown reason, the holy blood has never dried up.

At the edge of the sacred cliff, there is a huge stone coffin, hundreds of feet long, magnificent in appearance, but covered with green hair.

Beside the stone coffin, Black Emperor also discovered carvings left by Buddha and Lao Tzu.

Those two predecessors also arrived here.

The old madman's eyes were deep and he was staring intently. One could clearly see two images evolving deep within his eyes and being imprinted into his mind.

Mo Wuji recognized that these were two star charts, one of which contained the ancient star Ziwei.

No wonder the old madman went to Ziwei Ancient Star in the original work; it seems that the prelude was planted here.

Looking at the ancient coffin, covered in long, green hair and filled with an ominous aura, Mo Wuji was filled with mixed emotions.

The Holy Body was truly heroic! The Immortal Emperor is truly despicable!

If the old and frail Holy Body wanted to live, there were countless ways, but he stubbornly remained outside the Undying Mountain and died here in battle.

Furthermore, the Big Dipper truly lives up to its name as the Burial Emperor Star, starting with such a grand spectacle! The corpse of a Great Accomplished Saint Body, comparable to a Supreme Being, is laid out right here.

Ye Fan took out the ancient scroll he obtained from the ancient tomb in Licheng, and the Nine Secrets of Travel Technique actually pointed to the location of this ancient coffin.

The old madman drew lines in the void, evolving the Tianxuan Steps, a peerless movement technique derived from the fragment of the Xingzi Secret Manual obtained by the patriarch of the Tianxuan Holy Land.

He was trying to evoke a resonance from the riddle inside the coffin, since no one would want to take such a huge risk to open the coffin of a fully-fledged holy body if they could.

It is still a Great Accomplished Holy Body that may have undergone a great change and is beset by strangeness and misfortune.

Seeing the old madman like this, Ye Fan also held the Enlightenment Artifact and began to demonstrate his understanding of the Tianxuan Steps.

The old madman conjured a Dao diagram that seemed to contain everything, causing the winds and clouds to surge atop the Sacred Cliff.

Suddenly, the coffin lid of the Great Accomplished Holy Body moved!

A beam of light shot into the sky, scattering the clouds and mist, and a blazing light converged into a Dao diagram.

Everyone was excited, "Nine Secrets!"

"The secret of the character '行' has emerged from the coffin!"

Mo Wuji calmed down and tried to comprehend the Dao diagram. He gained some insights, but it was like viewing flowers through fog; he was still missing something.

"No, it's too blurry. This is bursting out through the coffin; the real Nine Secrets are inside!"

The old madman felt the same way, and he finally decided to open the coffin.

The green coffin seemed to have developed sentience. It sensed the old madman's malice and began to tremble violently, emitting a terrifying aura that shook the mountain.

But in the end, the green-haired coffin was still suppressed by the array patterns carved by the Great Emperor Wushi.

At the old madman's instruction, Mo Wuji and the others retreated to a safe distance.

Then, the old madman let out a loud roar, like the cry of a dragon and the howl of a tiger, which shocked the surrounding area. After that, the old madman waved his sleeve and with a bang, he ripped the coffin lid off, causing it to land on the mountaintop.

"boom!"

An overwhelming, sinister aura surged forth, and black mist billowed upwards, threatening to completely engulf the entire mountaintop.

Having prepared in advance, Mo Wuji unleashed his sacred weapon, and Ye Fan and the others also poured their magic power into the Eight Views Heavenly Palace. The group struggled to withstand the overwhelming killing intent.

The array patterns inscribed by the Great Emperor Wushi once again displayed their divine power, with millions of fine lines formed by golden light intertwining to create a light curtain that enveloped the ancient coffin.

At the same time, a golden glow burst forth from the Investiture of the Gods halfway down the mountain and descended as well, stabilizing the restless ancient coffin.

At this point, the overwhelming killing intent finally subsided like a receding tide.

The murderous intent receded, but an even greater and more mysterious aura spread out.

A Dao diagram lay across the void, incredibly clear, as if descending from the ninth heaven, connecting all the myriad paths of the universe, inspiring genuine awe and making one want to kneel in reverence.

Staring at this Daoist diagram, one can almost see the past and present of a whole world.

"Nine Secrets!"

"The opportunity is right in front of you; whether you can grasp it depends on your own abilities!"

Mo Wuji and the others rushed to the bottom of the Dao diagram, sat down cross-legged, and stared at the diagram in mid-air, racking their brains to comprehend it.

At this moment, everyone was eager to unleash their extraordinary wisdom.

Ye Fan held the Bodhi seed in his hand, while Li Heishui and Hei Huang took out the Enlightenment Tea.

Although Mo Wuji had nothing, he believed that in terms of comprehension alone, he was no less capable than anyone else!

With all the geniuses of ancient history gathered together, Mo Wuji was full of confidence.

Having consumed a single Enlightenment Tea Leaf and still gained nothing, Li Heishui opened his eyes and said dejectedly, "I simply can't comprehend it!"

Black King was furious; he felt discriminated against!

The big black dog cursed and swore, "Damn it, this is a supreme secret technique created for two-legged creatures, and I, the emperor, cannot comprehend it."

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan suddenly opened his eyes.

He felt that now was the perfect time to build a relationship with Mo Wuji.

Ye Fan was about to present the Enlightenment Tea, but he didn't expect that Mo Wuji had already fallen into a deep state of enlightenment.

In the void, the great celestial sound resounded, like the morning bell and evening drum, like the Buddha chanting, like the deities reciting scriptures, cleansing the soul and prompting deep reflection.

Ye Fan was secretly astonished: Mo Wuji's comprehension is truly amazing!

The Black Emperor, standing to the side, was consumed by jealousy. "This kid actually cultivates the scriptures created by the ancient emperors! This is outrageous!"

Ye Fan slapped Black Emperor's head down, "You damn dog, be quiet and don't disturb others' enlightenment."

The little girl also stepped forward and gently patted Blackie's head, saying, "Be a good dog."

Black King was deeply hurt by this and almost tripped and fell to the ground. If it were anyone else, it would have rushed up and bitten them long ago. But facing Little Yinyin, it could only sullenly restrain itself, baring its teeth, too embarrassed to have any more mischievous ideas.

Time passed slowly, and everyone remained motionless, silently contemplating and immersing themselves in the task. Without a doubt, the old madman reaped the greatest rewards.

During this time, Xiao Yinyin accidentally touched the stone coffin, and the old madman fought with one of the hands of the Great Accomplished Holy Body's corpse.

But Mo Wuji kept his eyes tightly closed, showing no sign of waking up.

He was like a withered tree rooted to the cliff, all his aura contained, revealing no trace of his extraordinary nature, his mind completely absorbed in the ninefold Dao diagram in mid-air.

After an unknown amount of time, the old madman had imprinted nine Dao diagrams on his mind and began to deduce the various mysteries of the Xingzi Secret in his heart.

The Black Emperor awoke from his reverie and roared, "I am truly a peerless genius! In such a short time, I have copied four Dao diagrams! I will defy the heavens!"

Just then, Mo Wuji also woke up. He opened his eyes, and a divine light that stretched for dozens of miles shot out from them, piercing through a thick fog and reaching beyond the Holy Cliff.

In Mo Wuji's eyes, there was the vicissitude of time flowing by, and the passage of years sinking into oblivion. He seemed to have truly touched upon a trace of the mystery of time.

This level of comprehension is truly extraordinary!

Within Mo Wuji's Sea of ​​Wheels, the Chaos Sea surged with towering waves, and the aura of the primordial universe became incredibly intense in that instant.

The dragon of the Divine Bridge roared, and its crystal-clear body burst forth with dazzling divine light. In the next instant, this divine dragon traveled thousands of miles, as if it had also grasped a bit of the profound meaning of the Word of Travel.

A majestic dragon roar emanated from Mo Wuji's body, causing countless ripples in the void. In an instant, the unusual movement on Mo Wuji's body attracted everyone's attention.

The Black Emperor continued to taunt, "Boy, I have already copied four Dao diagrams. How many have you deciphered?"

Mo Wuji's eyes were glazed over, as if he were still immersed in a dream, but he was surrounded by strands of divine order material, which were covered with the aura of the laws of time.

Suddenly, Mo Wuji took a step forward.

Then, something surprising happened: in the next instant, Mo Wuji was back in the same spot.

Ye Fan and the others dared to swear to heaven that they hadn't blinked at all, especially Hei Huang, who was closest to them. If Mo Wuji had made any move, it definitely wouldn't have escaped his senses.

But what happened to Mo Wuji just now?

Were we all dreaming just now, or were we all having the same dream?

Ye Fan also noticed a footprint right in front of Mo Wuji. Although it was very shallow, he was already a cultivator of the Four Extremes Secret Realm, and his eyesight was exceptional. In addition, he had also cultivated the Origin Heaven Divine Eye.

Has even the world been deceived by Mo Wuji?

The old madman standing to the side also turned his head and stared at the divine chains of order surrounding Mo Wuji for a moment.

It's confirmed; Mo Wuji has indeed touched upon a sliver of the mystery of time.

Unfortunately, that realization was only fleeting. After waking up from a state similar to a lucid dream, Mo Wuji tried everything but could not take that step again.

However, unusually, even the usually outspoken Black Emperor did not speak out of turn.

Having learned too many lessons and suffered too many setbacks at Mo Wuji's hands, the Black Emperor has learned his lesson for now.

After Mo Wuji awoke, a series of earth-shattering events occurred atop the Sacred Cliff.

The Great Accomplished Sacred Body transmits its teachings, and Ye Fan obtains the Assassin's Scepter...:

Finally, a wisp of the Immortal Daoist's divine sense entered the corpse of the Great Perfection Holy Body, attempting to bewitch Mo Wuji and the others into taking him away.

"My descendants—" the Great Accomplished Holy Body suddenly spoke, his voice strong and clear, like metal rubbing against stone.

His eyes burned with intense light as he stared intently at Ye Fan, unblinking, and said, "Take me away!"

"You are my descendant, help me resurrect, take me away—" The voice was distant, as if it came from ancient times, possessing an irresistible magic.

But this immortal Taoist really doesn't learn his lesson. After tens of thousands of years, he still doesn't understand who gets to leave.

Praying to the Black Emperor would be more effective than praying to Ye Fan.

In the end, the Immortal Daoist was stunned by a slap from the Great Emperor Wushi.

The Investiture of the Gods shone brightly with golden light, transforming into a giant hand that resealed the remains of the Great Accomplished Saint Body.

This caused Ye Fan to lose his giant mecha.

However, Mo Wuji knew that this matter was not over!

Seeing that the secret of the word "行" had been sealed back into the ancient coffin, and having experienced such a shocking change, no one dared to stay on the Sacred Cliff any longer. The old madman led everyone away.

This cliff is definitely not a good place; staying here for too long may bring misfortune.

But just as the group reached the halfway point of the mountain, a person appeared and blocked their way.

Mo Wuji's expression was solemn. This must be the Undying Daoist, the one who fought against the Great Emperor Wushi for an hour tens of thousands of years ago!

The Immortal Taoist, like a living fossil, slowly approached Mo Wuji and his group, but the oppressive feeling was extremely strong.

Every part of him was old and worn; his Taoist robe was of an unknown era, bearing the marks of time, and his purple-gold crown was dull and almost rotten.

The Immortal Taoist chanted profound scriptures, exuding Taoist charm and possessing a compassionate appearance. Even though Mo Wuji already considered him an extremely dangerous figure, he still felt no danger whatsoever.

"Esteemed benefactors, would you be so kind as to lend me a hand?"

"I see that you have come for the Nine Secrets of the Sacred Cliff, haven't you? I am unworthy, but I happen to know two of them."

"If you kind sirs are willing to lend a helping hand, this humble Taoist is willing to impart to you all the secrets of the 'All' and 'Travel' characters!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan's interest waned considerably, but Li Heishui and Hei Huang were shocked. However, they also understood that this old Taoist priest was of unknown origin and probably not someone to be trifled with.

After staring at the Immortal Taoist for a while, the old madman became increasingly solemn.

He was on high alert, and the old madman's aura surged to its limit, transforming him into an ancient painting.

Suddenly, the Black Emperor realized something and pierced the illusion: "He—must be the supreme being within the mountain, the one suppressed by the Investiture of the Gods!"

Ye Fan and his companions felt their scalps tingle and showed extreme fear. If this old Taoist priest really had such an origin, perhaps a great calamity was about to befall them. Could the old madman senior protect them?

Although the ancient sages are invincible in the present day and can sweep away all enemies, compared to an ancient emperor, Ye Fan and his companions broke out in a cold sweat and dared not think any further.

Mo Wuji remained calm, and according to the original story, this trip should have been a close call.

Then, unsurprisingly, the plot began to go astray.

The Immortal Taoist was still pretending to be a good person. "Esteemed benefactors, I, the Immortal Taoist, only wish to leave to fulfill a long-cherished wish. I have no ill intentions."

"Don't you believe me?" The Immortal Taoist approached the crowd.

The Dao diagram that the old madman transformed into shone brightly, stirring the great Daos of the heavens and evolving into a supreme Dao fruit. An eternal aura permeated the area, like an unparalleled divine sword aimed at the Immortal Daoist, causing him to stop in his tracks.

A mere Saint King is certainly not enough to stop the Undying Daoist, even though he is currently only a wisp of primordial spirit.

However, the power required to suppress a Saint King would likely trigger the Investiture of the Gods.

The old madman charged forward relentlessly, his ignorance breeding fearlessness: "If you want war, then let's fight!"

"I have never intended to harm you gentlemen. I sincerely wish to pass on the supreme immortal techniques of the human race so that the Nine Secrets will not be lost."

"How can you gentlemen trust me? Please speak frankly."

Just then, the Black Emperor spoke, his dog-like mouth precisely hitting the Undying Taoist's sore spot.

"This is a figure who can rival the ancient emperors, but he was defeated by the Great Emperor Wushi. Now, hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and his physical body has mostly been obliterated by the Investiture of the Gods. However, a wisp of his primordial spirit survived with the help of immortal energy, which is extremely terrifying."

"Beginningless————"

The hatred in the immortal old Taoist's eyes burned like flames!

With a cold snort, an aura of doomsday swept out.

Mo Wuji hid behind the Dao diagram that the old madman had transformed into, while Ye Fan and the others hid behind Mo Wuji.

At that moment, everyone felt as if they had been choked.

It was as if an unparalleled heavenly blade was about to strike, seemingly obliterating even the primordial spirit, preventing even reincarnation!

The emperor must not be insulted!

Even if he is merely a manifestation of the faith of the Immortal Emperor, it is still acceptable for Wushi.

How dare a few ants act like this?

You won't listen to nice words, you insist on challenging me to a duel, huh?

The killing intent surged like a galaxy, and the Undying Daoist was almost unable to restrain himself!

Suddenly, the Immortal Taoist caught sight of Mo Wuji behind the old madman, and then his gaze became fixed on Mo Wuji's face.

"And you? You're the disciple of that old Taoist priest who rode an ox two thousand years ago?!"

Although Ye Fan was prepared, he still looked at Mo Wuji with curiosity. How exactly did Mo Wuji get involved with me?

Lao Tzu was an ancient sage from China more than two thousand years ago, and it is said that Lao Tzu's footprints appeared on the ancient star of the Big Dipper.

Could it be that Lao Tzu continued his journey across the stars and ended up in Mo Wuji's hometown?

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