Feng Shui - Chapter 36
Han Zheng, who was lying on the ground injured, was even more shocked, because the only immortal he had seen so far was Lian Linlan. Now, seeing the enormous teleportation array in the sky, the celestial music, and the illusory light screen, he realized who had come to the Netherworld.
The seven-colored glow reappeared on Lian Linlan's body, echoing the illusory light curtain from the Thousand Immortal Realm. The strange pattern in the blue teleportation in the sky slowly disappeared, and the heavenly music and the illusory light curtain revealed the real scene enveloping them.
Eight chariots pulled by celestial horses, each carrying an immortal clad in "mysterious silver immortal armor," each exuding an air of otherworldly grace and arrogance. These eight chariots carried eight true immortals from among the one hundred and thirty-six "Monet Supreme Immortals" of the Thousand Immortal Realm.
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Each celestial chariot was accompanied by three intermediate-level "Transcendent Immortals." These twenty-four "Transcendent Immortals" still maintained an incredibly cool expression, wearing "purple immortal armor" and coldly looking at everything below the Netherworld with an expression of complete disregard.
"Fairy Caixia Lian Linlan respectfully invites the 'Eight True Immortals' and the 'Twenty-Four Immortal Historians' to grace the Netherworld!" Lian Linlan knelt on one knee and announced loudly with an air of grandeur.
"Fairy Caixia Lian Linlan, how well did you complete your mission in the mortal realm this time?" One of the Twenty-Four Immortal Historians floated out of the group, stopped in the air above Lian Linlan's head, and asked arrogantly.
"Reporting to the Immortal Historian, it's not yet complete, but we have already found accomplices suspected of participating in the attack on 'Fairy Yao Ji'," Lian Linlan said gleefully, looking at Huang Quan who was hovering in the air.
"Where is he?" the immortal historian asked, his expression one of utter dissatisfaction and resentment.
"It's in the hands of Lord Huang Quan, the master of the Netherworld," Lian Linlan said loudly, pointing at Huang Quan in the air.
"The Yellow Springs..." The immortal historian looked in the direction Lian Linlan pointed with some surprise, and was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.
When the celestial historian saw Huang Quan, he was visibly at a loss. Although they had noticed Huang Quan's presence when they arrived, they hadn't expected this matter to be related to him, making a simple matter complicated. The celestial historian's arrogance noticeably diminished. He didn't question Lian Linlan further and flew back to the group to report to the 'Eight True Immortals'.
"Eight True Immortals, what do you want from my Netherworld?" Huang Quan said coldly, looking in the direction of the Eight True Immortals in the sky.
At this moment, a powerful voice rang out from the camp of the Eight True Immortals: "Your Highness Huangquan, I am Tianlong Shangren of the Eight True Immortals. Because Fairy Yaoji of the Thousand Immortal Realm was attacked by villains in the mortal world, and reliable information proves that the attackers have fled to the Netherworld, Emperor Xuanzong has specially dispatched us, the Eight True Immortals and the Twenty-Four Immortal Historians, to your realm to capture the attackers. Please grant us your request, Your Highness Huangquan!"
"Even the Immortal Monet was attacked. It seems there's nothing left for you Thousand Immortal Realms to be proud of!" Huang Quan said sarcastically.
"Your Highness Huangquan, the person in your hands is the villain who attacked Immortal Yaoji. Please hand her over to us so that we can return to Emperor Xuanzong and give an explanation!" At this moment, another effeminate voice appeared in the camp of the Eight True Immortals, speaking coldly.
"If I don't hand it over to you, what can you do, Mahoraga!" Huang Quan said disdainfully to the effeminate voice from before.
"Hahaha... As expected of the master of the Netherworld, Huang Quan, your words are enough to make all eight of us True Immortals attack you! You should think carefully. To oppose all eight of us True Immortals for the sake of a 'Su' is something even the demon gods of the Demon Realm should consider!" Another extremely cold voice came from the camp of the eight True Immortals, sneering.
"Yaksha! Don't try to scare me with your titles of the Eight True Immortals! Do you think I, Huang Quan, would be intimidated by you mere 'Monet Immortals'? Today, I will not give you the person. If you want this 'Su', you are going against my Netherworld!" Huang Quan's voice was extremely cold.
"Fine! Since His Highness Huangquan is being so direct, why should we be so rigid? Don't blame us Eight True Immortals for bullying the few with the many!" Yaksha, one of the Eight True Immortals, said with a sneer.
The atmosphere here suddenly turned icy cold, and Han Zheng couldn't help but shiver, a feeling of extreme unease washing over her. Suddenly, at the location of the eight True Immortals' camp in the air, eight illusory immortal seals, each representing one of the eight True Immortals, appeared simultaneously. These eight illusory immortal seals quickly coalesced into eight heaven-splitting immortal lightning bolts, striking towards Huang Quan's location.
Suddenly, a wide rift was torn open in the dark sky of the Netherworld. The first Heavenly Dragon Immortal Seal transformed into an enormous thunder dragon, its entire body composed of lightning, a dragon made of pure thunder. This thunder dragon, unrestrained and menacing, slashed towards the Yellow Springs. Wherever it passed, the lightning intensified, creating quantum mechanics, and the air filled with immense, turbulent pressure.
Just as the Thunder Dragon Immortal Seal streaked across the sky, another crack appeared, and a black ball of lightning surrounded by countless white bolts reappeared in the sky—this was the Yaksha's Immortal Thunder.
At the same time, the immortal lightning of the other six True Immortals was also unleashed. The sky of the entire Netherworld was torn apart, with no part intact. The immortal lightning of the eight True Immortals transformed into eight different colors and various different forms, and with a strong momentum as if they wanted to tear the entire world apart, they struck towards the Yellow Springs together.
This display of power had terrified Han Zheng so much that he fainted. This was not the way he had ever seen fighting in the cultivation world in the mortal realm. The attack, made with such earth-shattering immortal techniques, was completely beyond his comprehension.
Lian Linlan was also stunned by the attack from the Eight True Immortals. She hadn't expected them to attack so suddenly. She had thought that the reputation of the Eight True Immortals would be enough to intimidate Huang Quan, but she hadn't anticipated that Huang Quan would be so unyielding. The fact that the Eight True Immortals would actually fight Huang Quan was a rare sight even in the Thousand Immortal Realm, and for eight of them to attack simultaneously was incredibly powerful.
Lian Linlan felt she had better dodge quickly; if a bolt of immortal lightning missed and struck her, it would be no joke. The seven-colored glow paled in comparison to the light of the eight bolts of immortal lightning, but Lian Linlan had no time to dwell on it and quickly teleported into the ranks of the eight True Immortals.
On Huang Quan's side, when the first Heavenly Dragon Immortal's lightning dragon struck Huang Quan's location, Huang Quan's figure had already vanished. However, the lightning dragon didn't strike elsewhere; as if it possessed its own life, it automatically danced in the air, its lightning-filled body searching for a target. The other seven immortal lightning bolts, according to their respective forms, coiled around this lightning dragon, tracking Huang Quan's whereabouts alongside it.
Just then, Huang Quan suddenly appeared in front of Zi Yang, handed the unconscious Gui Eting to Zi Yang, and gave him a wry smile. Zi Yang simply nodded in understanding but did not say anything.
The thunder dragon in the sky also spotted Huang Quan and rushed towards Zi Yang with seven bolts of immortal lightning. Huang Quan looked back and was about to block the thunder dragon's attack when Zi Yang stopped her, giving her a look that made her teleport again, and stood in front of her.
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Huang Quan was taken aback, but she immediately understood that she now had another partner in her camp. Regardless of whether this partner was able to help her, at least Huang Quan felt that she was not alone in this world.
“This kind of attack is not something a mortal like you can withstand,” Huang Quan said, standing behind Zi Yang.
"Hehe, don't worry. Take care of yourself first. Taking one or two of these divine lightning bolts won't be a problem. You lure them away first to weaken their attack power, and then I'll take them down one by one!" Zi Yang comforted her.
Huang Quan stared in disbelief at the man before him, suddenly sensing an indescribable grandeur and an aura of trustworthiness emanating from him. Huang Quan had no time to think further, for the Thunder Dragon had already charged forward with seven bolts of immortal lightning. Huang Quan swiftly teleported again, disappearing from sight.
Zi Yang gently placed Gui Eting on the ground, then stood up, looking disdainfully at the approaching thunder dragon, her eyes filled with a cold smile. Suddenly, Zi Yang bit her left index finger, and a drop of purple, shimmering blood flowed from the wound. She flicked the blood away with her thumb, and the drop of purple blood quickly transformed into an enormous purple blood wall half a meter above her head. The blood wall covered an area of ten thousand meters, with no end in sight, and it shimmered with a flowing, shimmering light, as brilliant as a galaxy in the universe.
This wall of blood was so enormous that it seemed as if the world had been completely divided, with the earth on one side and the sky on the other.
At this moment, the Thunder Dragon had already flown to the top of the blood wall. Due to its excessive speed, its entire dragon-shaped body crashed into the blood wall. Suddenly, countless blood-shaped hands stretched out from the blood wall and grabbed the Thunder Dragon tightly. The Thunder Dragon struggled fiercely, but could not escape the restraint of these blood hands.
With a powerful roar, the thunder dragon was torn apart by the bloody hands on the blood wall, vanishing in a wisp of green smoke. Two of the other seven immortal lightning bolts, unable to control their momentum, crashed into the blood wall and were similarly ripped to shreds by the bloody hands, disappearing without a trace. Now, only five immortal lightning bolts survived, flying away from the blood wall created by Zi Yang to continue their pursuit of Huang Quan.
The eight True Immortals and twenty-four Immortal Historians floating in the air were all stunned by the power of Zi Yang's blood wall. They never expected that this blood wall could destroy three immortal lightning bolts created by "Monet the Supreme Immortal," which completely surprised them.
"Master Tianlong, what kind of defensive array is this? It's so powerful, it's simply unbelievable!" Lian Linlan, who was standing next to Master Tianlong, asked in astonishment.
“I don’t know, but there seems to be some vague record in a fragment of a secret scroll passed down in the Immortal Realm. It doesn’t seem to be a cultivation method or array, but it doesn’t specify what it is. It just vaguely says something like ‘Blood Curtain’!” Venerable Tianlong was also puzzled and said with a frown.
"The Blood Sky Curtain? What kind of technique and array is this? It's truly amazing!" Lian Linlan exclaimed in amazement.
The secret scrolls of the Immortal Realm are correct; this blood wall is indeed the "Blood Canopy." This form of defense is not a cultivation method or array; it's a unique power inherent in the universe, transcending all cultivation paths. The formation of this power is not only unknown in the Thousand Immortal Realms, but even the Divine Heaven Realm lacks complete records, as its manifestation has never officially appeared in the cultivation world. It only appeared once in the chaotic universe during the time of a demon cultivator in ancient times who refined the universe, and that was when the demon cultivator vanished forever from the mortal realm. At that time, ancient cultivators only vaguely saw a blood-red canopy suddenly appear in the universe, with something shining like starlight on it, but they couldn't see what it was clearly. Therefore, some curious cultivators recorded it in the fragments passed down to later generations, hoping that future cultivators would have the opportunity to understand the truth behind this blood-red canopy.
However, later generations of cultivators never had the chance to see this blood-red sky again, and thus records about it were largely forgotten. But what later generations of cultivators didn't expect was that this blood-red sky would actually appear here, which greatly surprised the Eight True Immortals and others.
Before the eight True Immortals could react, they were astonished to find that the remaining five bolts of immortal lightning were once again flying towards the "Blood Curtain" below, causing them immense grief. The result was obvious: the remaining five bolts of immortal lightning were also torn to shreds by the blood-red hand on the Blood Curtain, vanishing into nothingness.
At this moment, the Eight True Immortals clearly saw through the Blood-Red Sky Curtain that Huang Quan had already teleported below it and was standing behind Zi Yang. The Eight True Immortals were utterly astonished.
Below the Blood Canopy, Huang Quan stared in shock at the Blood Canopy above him, equally astonished by this defensive technique.
"This is the first time I've used this blood barrier, and I didn't expect it to be so effective. If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have had to go through all that trouble of you teleporting around." Zi Yang turned around, looked at Huang Quan behind her, and said with a smile.
"What kind of technique is this defense you're using?" Huang Quan asked, puzzled.
"Hehe, I don't know either. I just know how to use it, but I don't understand why I have this ability. But what does it matter? I didn't expect that the so-called immortals are nothing more than this. Using this kind of defensive barrier to deal with them is too much of a waste of their talents," Zi Yang said with emotion.
"Hehe..." Huang Quan chuckled dryly, unsure of what to say.
Zi Yang gently waved her left hand, and the Blood Sky Curtain quickly condensed towards her, eventually turning back into a drop of purple blood, which Zi Yang retracted to her left index finger. The wound on Zi Yang's index finger also healed rapidly.
Looking at all this, Huang Quan couldn't help but exclaim, "This is simply amazing! It seems your blood is your power!"
“You’re right!” Zi Yang smiled.
Just then, the Eight True Immortals from the heavens, along with the Twenty-Four Immortal Historians and Fairy Caixia Lian Linlan, landed on the ground and quickly floated towards the location of Zi Yang and Huang Quan.
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Chapter Sixteen: Don't Blame the Dilemma of Love
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In the cultivation world, if you want others to treat you with respect, you must first demonstrate your true strength. Although sometimes we are in a passive position, with enough power, we can turn the tables and take the initiative. This is the survival rule of the cultivation world: strength speaks for itself…
This situation perfectly illustrates this point: the once high and mighty immortals of the Thousand Immortal Realm have finally humbled themselves and are willing to come down and face their enemies.
"Who exactly are you?" Lian Linlan asked first.
Not only was she curious about Zi Yang's identity, but everyone present wanted to ask the same question, though their positions differed. The Eight True Immortals, however, shared Lian Linlan's thoughts, as very few could withstand an attack from the Eight True Immortals single-handedly.
"Actually, who I am is not important. What's important is that you don't forget who you are..." Zi Yang smiled at Lian Linlan and said something very cryptic.
Lian Linlan understood the meaning behind those words, but she couldn't afford to get angry. She knew that with her strength, she couldn't withstand the divine lightning from the Eight True Immortals like Zi Yang could. Even a single bolt of divine lightning would be enough to severely damage her power. Therefore, the best course of action at this moment was to remain silent.
However, the Eight True Immortals are not like Lian Linlan, because they know their own worth.
"Who are you?" Tianlong Shangren was the first to step forward and ask.
"And who are you?" Zi Yang retorted disdainfully.
Upon hearing Zi Yang's words, Master Tianlong nearly died of anger, but he managed to suppress his rage. He didn't know Zi Yang's true strength, and he knew that someone capable of withstanding eight bolts of celestial lightning from "Monet the Immortal" was not someone to be easily offended.
Power, power is everything...
"Your Highness Huangquan, please forgive me for my rudeness today. I will come to visit you another day!" Seeing that Zi Yang was stubborn, Tianlong Shangren had no choice but to turn his attention to Huangquan.
Because the Celestial Dragon Master knew Huang Quan's strength. While this statement gave Huang Quan face, it also carried a threatening undertone, letting him know that they would return, and that the next time would be when Zi Yang was no longer in the Netherworld.
The situation is quite clear today, and lingering here will only cause more trouble. As the saying goes, a wise person knows when to cut their losses. Without fully understanding the opponent's strength, it's best to leave. This saves them face while letting them know that they are not afraid of you.
"Then please take your leave. You don't need to visit again next time. The Netherworld does not welcome immortals from the Thousand Immortal Realms!" Huang Quan said coldly.
"You..." The Heavenly Dragon Master was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, but he couldn't vent his anger.
"You come and go as you please, do you think this is your home?" Zi Yang sneered.
"What do you want?" Master Tianlong asked angrily.
"Since you're here, you're a guest. And when you visit someone's home, you should bring a small gift. It wouldn't be right if you came and didn't leave something behind!" Zi Yang said with a mischievous smile.
"What exactly do you want! Don't think we're afraid of you...!" One of the twenty-four immortal historians couldn't stand it anymore, stepped forward, and shouted angrily at Zi Yang.
"When adults are talking, children shouldn't slap their mouths..." Zi Yang gave the immortal historian who had shouted at her a cold look, and her tone made everyone present shudder.
Suddenly, a strange glint flashed in Zi Yang's eyes. The immortal historian's face contorted in pain, and his entire body exploded with a "bang," like a balloon filled with air. However, the blood on the immortal historian's body did not scatter due to the explosion. Instead, it formed a human shape and stood in place.
Those present couldn't help but shudder, for this method of killing was far too cruel and bizarre; it was not the power of a cultivator at all. The faces of the Eight True Immortals turned ashen, while Lian Linlan's face turned deathly pale, and Huang Quan, standing to the side, felt a sense of dread over Zi Yang's method.
Because this method of killing was too inconceivable. The opponent was a mid-level "Transcendent Immortal," who didn't even have a chance to resist and was directly destroyed. Moreover, the cruelty of the method and the strangeness of the approach made this power truly incomprehensible.
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The blood in the human form suddenly deflated like a punctured balloon, quickly flowing into the ground. Zi Yang's eyes, however, cleared, a feeling that puzzled him. Back in the human realm, the sight of blood would cause him to become disoriented, experiencing an uncontrollable surge of excitement. But in this Netherworld, he felt none of this. Instead, his consciousness sharpened when he acted, and the physical excitement vanished. Even more surprisingly, Zi Yang found his abilities seemed to have increased.
"I never imagined that the blood of immortals could be red..." Zi Yang said with a light laugh.
Zi Yang's expression and tone made it seem as if he hadn't killed the immortal historian at all, as if it had nothing to do with him. However, the Eight True Immortals dared not act rashly again. They knew nothing about Zi Yang's abilities and had no idea what cruel things this extremely dangerous and terrifying person might do.
"Can we go now..." Tianlong Shangren's tone seemed to be pleading, yet he forced a cold and arrogant expression, which looked ridiculous.
"Let's go, we've already accepted the gift. Welcome to come again next time," Zi Yang said with a mocking tone.
A fierce hatred flashed in Tianlong Shangren's eyes. He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and was seething with hatred, yet helpless. He turned and waved to the other immortals, signaling them to leave.
Just as they were about to leave, the Heavenly Dragon Master sensed an unusual energy fluctuation in his spiritual sense. This fluctuation was not possessed by cultivators from the Netherworld or the Human Realm, nor was it an energy fluctuation from the Demon Realm.
Suddenly, a strong, exotic fragrance filled the space, accompanied by the melodious sound of a zither, seemingly capable of captivating the soul. The music tugged at the pulse and soul; each note seemed to make one feel as if their very being was about to leap from their body. The fragrance was even more astonishing, like a drug, inducing a drowsy state, as if nothing else mattered, and only eternal sleep offered true liberation.
The remaining twenty-three immortals were completely captivated by the exotic fragrance and zither music, their bodies limp as if they had lost their souls. Lian Linlan, in particular, seemed to have been bewitched, her body collapsed to the ground. The eight True Immortals also had damp sweat on their foreheads, their faces deathly pale. However, Zi Yang showed no discomfort, merely appreciating the fragrance and music with an expression of enjoyment. Huang Quan, on the other hand, wore a disdainful smile, for she was all too familiar with this fragrance and zither music.
Demon Butterfly, a saintess of the Demon Realm, possesses butterfly-like wings, an elfin-like graceful yet bewitching figure, and the most enigmatic demonic artifact in the world, the "Enchanting Zither." Jiang Yao danced with her enormous and beautiful butterfly wings, gently playing the soul-capturing "Enchanting Zither" in her hands, appearing here as gracefully as a fairy from mythology.
“The Soul-Capturing Melody…” Master Tianlong said, trembling.
"Hehehe... The eight True Immortals have graced the Netherworld with their presence, leaving without even a greeting. That seems rather impolite!" Jiang Yao's silvery voice carried an indescribable allure.
"The Holy Maiden of the Demon Realm... Demon Butterfly... how could she be here..." Yaksha, one of the Eight True Immortals, looked at Jiang Yao in shock and said in a trembling voice.
"Why not? If you can come, why can't I?" Jiang Yao said with a bewitching smile.
"The Demon Realm... wasn't all its passages sealed by the Divine Heaven Realm long ago? Why...?" Venerable Tianlong asked, trembling.
"Kids, please study history more often when you have free time..." Jiang Yao said with a smile.