Novel Full Chapter 592 - Chapter 592: Chapter 362: Nine Serenities
Chapter 592: Chapter 362: Nine Serenities
Ghostly Spirit Ridge, White Bone Mountain.
In the cave mansion, Yin Heavenly Lord’s brows were deeply furrowed, his heart filled with unease.
“The person has sensed the Heavenly Secrets and knows I cast a curse to kill him, he will either seek help from the heavens or attack my mountain gate to forcefully break the curse!”
“The Nailhead Seven Arrow curse takes seven days from start to finish, and the Book of Life and Death also requires seven days to show its effects.”
“Seven days, seven days…!”
His thoughts churned, his mind even more chaotic.
Although he was an old Mahayana, revered and esteemed in others’ eyes, with infinite glory, the private sorrows that couldn’t be voiced were known only to himself.
Practice the four paths of demon, ghost, evil, and heterodoxy together?
It sounds nice, but if one didn’t have limited origins and innate deficiencies, who would cultivate in such a confused manner?
Practicing the four paths together not only confuses the foundation but also involves many causations, making Crossing the Tribulation immensely difficult and dangerous.
This was why, despite over seventy thousand years of arduous cultivation and reaching the apex of Mahayana perfection, he had long hesitated to proceed with Crossing the Tribulation.
Others focus on a single path, with a pure foundation and fewer causations, facing only one difficult pass when Crossing the Tribulation, but with his four paths, the causations were extremely heavy. Once he entered the Tribulation Realm, he would face four tiers of heavenly challenges—how could he dare to break through?
However, misfortune and fortune depend on each other. His cultivation of the four paths into a body that was half alive and half dead, half Yin and half Yang, allowed him to far exceed the lifespan of ordinary people.
An average Mahayana, without extraordinary skills to extend life, would only have fifty thousand years of life in the Earth Immortal Realm, yet he was already over eighty thousand years old, still in his prime, showing no sign of decay.
Using this prolonged lifespan, he had continuously tried various methods for Crossing the Tribulation. Eventually, he pushed his Array Formation cultivation into the Seventh Rank and set up the Ghostly Abyss Great Formation on White Bone Mountain of Ghostly Spirit Ridge as the ultimate means for his Tribulation, sealing himself off for ten thousand years to minimize causations and waiting for the final moment to Cross the Tribulation.
Who would have thought that disaster would come unbidden to his door, even before the Heavenly Tribulation arrived; the human tribulation came first.
Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi!
The Righteous Alliance, nearly a hundred Mahayana!
If they attack my abode, what shall I do?
This Ghostly Abyss Great Formation, though a Seventh Rank Immortal Formation, could not withstand the powerful assault of nearly a hundred Mahayana.
Not to mention, Zhen Yuanzi was on par with him, both being Seventh Rank Array Formation Immortal Masters.
If he led the Righteous Alliance’s cultivators to break the formation and attack the mountain, the Ghostly Abyss Great Formation would not hold for long.
And what I lack the most now is time!
The Nailhead Seven Arrow curse and the manipulation of life and death are indeed insidious, but they have a major flaw: they require time. If the time hasn’t arrived and the accumulation is insufficient, the Curse Skill will be difficult to activate.
If the King of Hell orders your death at midnight, you can only die at midnight; one moment earlier would render no effect.
Now, would Zhen Yuanzi wait for seven days for the Nailhead Seven Arrow to combine with the summoning of souls?
“Snap!”
“Boom!”
Amid his unsettled thoughts, a thunderclap erupted.
“Hm!?”
Yin Heavenly Lord’s gaze sharpened as he looked up, his sight piercing through the white bone cave mansion, and saw above the high heavens a vast expanse of dark clouds, violent winds, flashes of lightning, and resounding thunder, as if a mass of ominous clouds were pressing down.
It was…
“Zhen Yuanzi?”
“He’s come so quickly!”
Yin Heavenly Lord’s heart skipped a beat, and he immediately spurred the Formation’s power into motion.
His Ghostly Spirit Ridge stretched for eight hundred li.
Within these eight hundred li, all the Heavenly Earth Prime Spirits were under his control, every weather pattern and lay of the land was dictated by his will, and not a drop of rain had been seen for over ten thousand years, resulting in a barren landscape reminiscent of a demon’s territory.
The sudden change in the weather, the surprise thunderstorm, pointed to one thing without question: formidable foes had arrived.
Therefore, without hesitation, Yin Heavenly Lord immediately activated the full power of the Formation.
“Boom!”
The sky thundered and the earth roared. Ghostly Spirit Ridge sprang into action: ghosts wailed, and toxic Evil Qi erupted, manifesting the Nether Realm, revealing the Ghost Gate, and within the Ghost Gate, the Senluo Hall, where the ominous presence of the Lord of the Nether reigned.
It was the full might of the Ghostly Abyss Great Formation unleashed!
“Boom!”
With the emergence of the Nether Realm and the appearance of the Ghost Gate, atop the Senluo Hall stood the Nether Lord; all the while, high in the sky, a myriad of thunders trembled.
Thunder roared and heavy rain lashed down, covering the earth and pouring torrentially, enveloping the eight hundred li of the Netherworld.
In the midst of the rainstorm, a cloud approached. It bore no rainbow but only darkness. Atop the cloud stood a figure, hands behind his back, holding a Law Sword, his body escorted by the commanding power of thunder.
“Zhen Yuanzi!!!”
Though they hadn’t met nor seen each other before, Yin Heavenly Lord immediately recognized the identity of the newcomer, and exclaimed in shock and anger, “How dare you come alone?”
The words were filled with alarm and surprise, tinged with joy as well.
His previous concern was the fear of the Righteous Alliance, with nearly a hundred Mahayana together, attacking his Ghostly Abyss Great Formation.
But now, with only one person, Zhen Yuanzi coming alone, was he planning to breach the Ghostly Abyss Great Formation by himself?
Being equal as Array Formation Immortal Masters, both at the Seventh Rank, where did he get such confidence from?
Yin Heavenly Lord did not know, but regardless, this was a good turn of events for him. Without the pressure of nearly a hundred Mahayana from the Righteous Alliance, he was confident, defending on home ground, that he could hold the other off for seven days until the Nailhead curse took effect and claimed life.
With the Ghostly Abyss Great Formation set and defending stoutly, Xu Yang saw this and spoke no more, grasping his Law Sword and employing his Divine Power.
“Boom!”
Raising the Law Sword towards the heavens, he commanded the thunder and lightning, and immediately thunderbolts numbering in the thousands, like golden snakes dancing wildly, accompanied by a torrential downpour, crashed down thunderously.
“Bang bang bang bang bang bang!”
A series of loud explosions followed as countless bolts of lightning struck deep within the ridge, eliciting howls from lost souls and silencing the wails of specters.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
The Nether Realm, the Ghost Gate, the Senluo Hall, even the shape of the Nether Lord, every part shook under the thunderous assault, with bursting sounds sounding out at every node of the Great Array, every strategic point was targeted and suffered heavy hits.
For a moment, the Ghostly Abyss Great Formation seemed on the verge of collapse.
“How can it be!?”
Yin Heavenly Lord’s gaze hardened, disregarding the strain, he hastily spurred on his sinister power, shifting the formation and stabilizing its base.
Seeing this, Xu Yang also didn’t hold back. Raising the Seven Stars sword towards the heavens, he drew on Taoist Divine Power to usher in another deluge of thunderbolts, raining down chaos amidst the storm.