Chapter 542 - 360: Hundred-Battle Winning Streak (Part 2)

Chapter 542: Chapter 360: Hundred-Battle Winning Streak (Part 2)

But just then, a shadow suddenly flashed into existence behind Wang Yi. The shadow looked like a Buddha with four wings. As it materialized, it swung a Demon-Subduing Pestle viciously at the back of Wang Yi’s head.

CLANG!

The blow landed squarely, yet it rang out with a metallic tremor, as if it had struck solid steel.

"So there was another one hiding! A shame its attack is so weak. I could stand here and let you hit me, and you still wouldn’t be able to trigger my Protective Dragon Qi!"

Wang Yi shook his head. He really hadn’t noticed this Four-winged Golem just now. ’It must have some kind of stealth ability,’ he thought. Unfortunately, its attack posed no threat to him whatsoever. It hadn’t even managed to activate his Protective Dragon Qi, nor did a Divine Body manifest to block it.

The next moment, Wang Yi turned and unleashed a Great Compassion Palm, striking the Four-winged Golem in the chest.

The Great Compassion Palm was anything but compassionate. It was based on the principle that "a violent death is the greatest compassion"—a powerful, heavy-handed martial art designed specifically to take lives.

BOOM!

Wang Yi’s Physique was simply too powerful. His base stats spoke for themselves. The palm strike was so immense that it directly shattered the Four-winged Golem, killing it instantly.

"Pathetic," Wang Yi muttered. The other three Golems had also been annihilated by this point. He scanned the scene, but seeing not a single piece of loot, he felt a pang of disappointment.

’Oh well. I should just finish the mission as quickly as possible.’

Wasting no more time, Wang Yi took out the Void Ether Alloy Canister provided by the system. He tossed it toward the void rift, then shattered it from a distance with a blast from his Ice Soul Divine Sword.

With a loud BOOM, the alloy canister exploded, releasing a strange cloud of energy. Then, silently, the spatial rift that had been growing like a tree began to rapidly heal and shrink.

About three minutes later, the spatial rift vanished completely. Wang Yi also received a system notification: "Ding! Congratulations on repairing the spatial rift and successfully completing the advent mission. Ancestral Master Miaoshan Sun Miaoshan has obtained an opportunity for revival. Calculating..."

"Ding! Ancestral Master Miaoshan Sun Miaoshan has been revived within your territory via the White Bone Array. A loyalty contract has been signed, and he has become a special citizen."

Hearing the system prompt, Wang Yi muttered, "He revived in the Burial Ground again? Interesting. The Burial Ground has become a revival point!"

With that, he once again sent his consciousness to descend into his Divine Body, Wang Zhenmo.

Wang Zhenmo’s eyes opened. "Qiao Meng!" he called out.

"Disciple is here!"

Qiao Meng was sitting cross-legged right beside Wang Zhenmo, holding a White Bone Relic in his left hand and a stalk of Yin Spirit Grass in his right.

He, too, was in the middle of Cultivation. The White Bone Relic and Yin Spirit Grass were local specialties of the White Bone Territory, and both were resources for his training.

"Someone has been revived in the White Bone Territory. His name is Sun Miaoshan," Wang Zhenmo said calmly. "Send him out of here. Guide him to Eggshell City. Don’t let the yin qi invade his body and kill him."

"Yes!"

Qiao Meng responded at once.

A few moments later, Qiao Meng found Sun Miaoshan.

Unlike the Chaos Piano Demon, Xia Qinglin, who had been dazed and confused upon his resurrection, this Ancestral Master Miaoshan’s eyes were clear, and he was curiously sizing up his surroundings.

When he saw Qiao Meng, a look of delighted surprise appeared on his face. "A White Bone Demon! It’s actually a White Bone Demon! How many years has it been since I’ve seen a White Bone Demon!"

Qiao Meng said, "You must be Sun Miaoshan. Come with me, quickly. You’re a living person. If you stay here too long, the yin qi will seep into your body. If you don’t want the White Bone Array to turn you into a pile of bones, then hurry and follow me!"

But Sun Miaoshan waved his hand dismissively. "It’s fine. Although I was just reborn and my experience has been wiped clean—I’m only level one now—my skills and abilities are still intact. I can resist the invasion of yin qi."

"Oh? You have that kind of skill?"

Qiao Meng was slightly surprised. He took a closer look at Sun Miaoshan. The man looked like a stout version of Zhang Fei, but he carried himself with a unique, unshakeable composure.

Sun Miaoshan sighed with emotion. "Back in the day, I was an Ancestral Master! But alas, a single moment of folly on my part summoned a powerful, vicious demon that destroyed my Buddhist lineage and foundation. I don’t even know how many years I spent as a Sufferer after that. Thankfully, I’ve finally been revived. I will rise again, return to my peak, and then hunt down that vile demon to take my revenge!"

As he said this, Sun Miaoshan clenched his fists, his expression growing agitated. He looked Qiao Meng over again and continued, "You look like a Player, too. Why are you a skeleton? Were you also a Sufferer who got revived?"

"Of course not!"

Qiao Meng shook his head. His current appearance was due to his class settings. He was a White Bone Demon now, but if his Cultivation was successful and he advanced to the rank of Great Saint, he would be able to return to the world of the living and regain a physical body.

At that point, he would be able to leave the White Bone Territory. The world would be his oyster; he could go wherever he pleased.

Sun Miaoshan, who seemed able to read Qiao Meng’s information, rubbed his chin with his right hand. "Interesting. You’re actually cultivating the Six-Character True Mantra Demon Suppression Spell. Wait, something about your aura is off..."

Suddenly, Sun Miaoshan’s expression changed drastically. He frowned. "There’s no mistaking it. That’s the aura of that vile demon. Could it be that the demon has invaded this world, too? Dammit, what rotten luck! I haven’t even had a chance to grow stronger yet. If it catches me and kills me again, I might never be able to reincarnate!"

Qiao Meng scratched his head, not understanding. "What are you talking about? My master told you to leave as soon as possible. You seem to be in good shape, so I’ll point you in the right direction and you can head to Eggshell City on your own!"

"Master? You have a master? Who is he? Is he the one who revived me? Take me to him, quickly! Something terrible is about to happen here. If we act now, we might still have time to stop it!"

"You want to see my master?" Qiao Meng considered it for a moment. ’You look pretty desperate. It doesn’t seem like you’re lying.’ "Alright, come with me. I’ll take you to him."

A short while later, Qiao Meng brought Sun Miaoshan before Wang Zhenmo.

Wang Zhenmo sat cross-legged and motionless atop a White Bone Lotus Platform, deep in Cultivation. Golden seals formed from the six characters "Oṃ," "Ma," "Ṇi," "Pad," "Me," and "Hūṃ" danced around his body.

Sun Miaoshan arrived and was just about to raise his hands to salute Wang Zhenmo and thank him for his revival, but his face suddenly stiffened. He stared in horror at a black Chaos Egg beneath the White Bone Lotus Platform.

He couldn’t help but take a step back, exclaiming in shock, "A Mind Relic! That’s right, it’s a Mind Relic, identical to the one from back then! Even if it wasn’t left by that vile demon, it’s from the same source, condensed from the same Spiritual Law! Dammit, they’ve already sent a Mind Relic here? Are they really planning to invade this world?"

"Hm?"

Wang Zhenmo was startled from his meditation. He looked at Sun Miaoshan, the Soul Fire in his skull flickering, and asked, "You recognize this thing?"

"Never mind whether I recognize it or not! Let me ask you first: have you been to the Divine Country of the Mind? Have you met the Master of the Heart? And have you seen a Black Buddha?"

Without waiting for Wang Zhenmo to answer, Sun Miaoshan continued, "I’m telling you in all seriousness, this territory of yours is finished! He will find a way to unseal this relic, use it to reincarnate, and bring about a Mind Invasion! Your territory will be turned into a barren wasteland. Everyone will be infected, either becoming mindless slaves with no self-awareness or turning into half-mad invalids!"

Sun Miaoshan grew more and more agitated as he spoke, a look of lingering terror on his face. "The only way to escape is to get away from it! The farther away from this Mind Relic, the better! Quick, quick, issue the order! Tell everyone to flee as fast as they can...!"

But Wang Zhenmo simply shook his head and said, "Sorry, I’m not the Lord."

"You’re not the Lord?" Only then did Sun Miaoshan take a serious look at Wang Zhenmo. He had received a system notification earlier that he had signed a loyalty contract. The person he had pledged loyalty to was the Chaos Lord "Sun Wukong," who was the Lord of this revival territory.

But clearly, Wang Zhenmo was not that person.

"Then go and notify the Lord of this place at once!"

"I’m afraid my main body can’t return at the moment."

"Can’t return? What is he doing?"

"My main body is on Hundred Battle Mountain."

"When can he return?"

"He will naturally return after achieving one hundred victories."

"One hundred victories?" Sun Miaoshan shook his head repeatedly. "We’re doomed. Achieving a hundred-win streak on Hundred Battle Mountain is time-consuming and difficult. Sometimes it even comes down to luck. It’s not something that can be finished in a short time. And if you can’t get one hundred victories, you can’t leave Hundred Battle Mountain. I’m afraid the Mind Invasion will begin while he’s still trapped there! He’s going to get himself killed!"

「Meanwhile, on Hundred Battle Mountain」

Wang Yi had already left the High-Dimensional Divine Hall.

The two advent missions were successfully completed, and since he wasn’t interested in any others, he decided to go grind out a few wins for his streak.

’One hundred victories... If I’m fast enough, it shouldn’t take too long. Oh, right. I still have to help Mingyu Divine Lord deal with that Dr. Magic. I should try to get back before Xiaoli gives birth!’

Muttering to himself, Wang Yi sent his consciousness to descend into Wang Pingyi. Through Wang Pingyi, he notified Jelena to evaluate the Chaos Piano Demon, Xia Qinglin, and Ancestral Master Miaoshan, Sun Miaoshan. If they were worth nurturing, she was to invest heavily in their development.