Chapter 507 The Tombs of the Philosophers
The Tai Chi diagram, one of the three innate treasures, is in the form of chaotic yin and yang colors, revealing the image of "the Great Dao without limit".
The river was surrounded by countless rays of light and auspicious colors, with "Great Dao Prophecy" surrounding it and "Heavenly Talismans" appearing and disappearing within. Five-colored rays of light illuminated the mountains and rivers, and nine-colored auspicious energy shook the heavens and the universe.
It is infinitely mysterious and boundless in its creation.
When the Tai Chi diagram is unleashed, it can neutralize all attacks and ignore any defense.
The Milky Way was moved, and the sun and moon changed color, revealing the unparalleled power of the supreme treasure.
The Heavenly Evil God never imagined that someone could pull him into an unknown world. Even if he was sealed in the Northern Wilderness Hill for 49,000 years by the world's strongest ruler, the "Immortal Emperor," he could accept it.
This starry sky was completely unfamiliar, and there was not a trace of demonic energy about it.
This severed his roots, preventing him from ever regaining his power using the endless demonic energy again, unless he could obtain infinite resources and assimilate them with his own essence.
Even so, the Heavenly Evil God is no ordinary being.
His power is even more terrifying than that of the Immortal God-King at his peak.
He is a demon, a demon that has invaded the world.
Five eyes opened instantly, reflecting a series of starry sky images, vast and mysterious, seemingly possessing an eternal power.
"The Five-Eyed God-Slaying Diagram!"
The Heavenly Evil God remained expressionless, his hands flashing as he formed hand seals, creating countless afterimages. Above him, amidst the surging demonic energy that resembled a demonic swamp, a jet-black demonic diagram shot out and slowly unfurled, causing the demonic energy to surge.
In the void, a dark demonic scroll slowly unfurled, blotting out the sky and the sun. Demonic energy rose from it, as if ten thousand demons were roaring, emitting a deafening demonic howl.
As the demonic diagram unfolded completely, five enormous evil eyes could be vaguely seen within it, slowly opening, filled with violence and destruction.
Looking at the five evil eyes on the demonic diagram, Jiang Liu's expression did not change much. He stood on the Taiji diagram, but the spiritual power within his body showed faint signs of backfiring on him.
The evil power of the Heavenly Evil God had actually infiltrated the Taiji Diagram.
But Jiang Liu didn't look away, his gaze fixed on the five evil eyes. He sneered, "In this world, the rules seem more suited to my power. Come... let me show you the power to truly shatter the vacuum!!!"
Sizzle!
Centered on the river, the overwhelming magic that penetrated straight into the soul was instantly cleaved in two, vanishing like smoke.
Boom! Boom!
Instantly, the world seemed to turn into a giant meat grinder, and the Heavenly Evil God was like the meat in the grinder, to be torn into fragments, meat paste, minced meat, and dregs by countless spatial rifts.
The master who shattered the vacuum was indeed extraordinary. His powerful strength and thoughts immediately suppressed everything. You could even see those fragments of thought being destroyed, like oil hitting a flame, automatically burning in the space, and finally turning into a wisp of green smoke that rose up, and the world returned to peace.
The attack from the Heavenly Evil God, with all five eyes open, couldn't harm Jiang Liu in the slightest.
Besides his normal pair of eyes, he also had three evil eyes open on his forehead, one on his heart, one on his navel, and two on his palms, all of which were trembling as if they were about to open.
But in the end, he still did not open all nine eyes.
With the opening of his nine eyes, his strength will increase greatly again, but he will then enter a period of weakness, requiring him to absorb a large amount of magic power to recover.
In this unfamiliar world, weakness equals death, especially when one has no foundation whatsoever.
He didn't want to take that risk. If it were in a situation like Beiju Luzhou in Journey to the West, the Heavenly Evil God would have opened his nine eyes and had countless demons as his wings. Even if things didn't go well, he could still return to the world of The Great Ruler.
No, not now, he's all alone.
So he ran away.
Jiang Liu relentlessly pursued him. He was no longer the same person who had come to the "Yang Shen" world last time. The power to shatter the vacuum meant that unless Hong Yi fulfilled his great vow and reached the other shore, even the Longevity Emperor and the Creation Daoist could not kill him.
Tianxie Shen and Jiang Liu passed through a sky curtain one after the other, and suddenly a magnificent scene of dazzling stars appeared before their eyes.
In the starry sky, there stood a series of enormous palaces, one after another, guarding a magnificent mausoleum in the center. These palaces and mausoleum were actually formed from the condensation of countless small stars. It was unknown how many stars had been melted down to create this mausoleum complex.
This mausoleum complex is practically the birthplace of a new civilization. Standing before this mausoleum, the Heavenly Evil God sensed an immense and boundless aura of civilization. It seemed as if he sensed that after the destruction of the Great Thousand Worlds and the cessation of all civilizations, the civilization within this mausoleum would become the ruler of the next era.
The Heavenly Evil God had destroyed countless worlds and devoured countless civilizations; seeing the scene before him, he understood everything.
"Within this place lies boundless wisdom, the wisdom of countless eras, the pinnacle of wisdom... If I were to defile this cemetery and transform it into my mausoleum, then this world, the world with the saints, and the world that sealed me for forty-nine thousand years, would no longer be my match. I could draw upon endless magical power, opening my nine eyes at any time to survey the heavens..."
"Enter! This is the throne of my Heavenly Evil God. I will possess it. Once I have it, no one will be my match..."
At the same time, the many powerful cultivators in the Cemetery of the Philosophers opened their eyes and looked in the direction from which the Heavenly Evil God had come.
"What a magnificent mausoleum!" Jiang Liu also felt a deep sense of awe at the mausoleum that floated in the deepest part of the Origin Land.
He naturally knew that what he was looking at was the cemetery of the philosophers in the land of origin. It was hard to imagine that among the hundred sages of the philosophers, there was no Yang God, yet they were able to build a mausoleum of such scale.
Within this mausoleum, the remains and magical artifacts of many ancient sage emperors were forged. Thousands of years ago, the philosophers came to the land of origin and forcibly moved the remains of those sage emperors one by one, thus creating this mausoleum.
Jiang Liu knew very well that the remains of many Yang God masters in this cemetery possessed powerful spiritual consciousness and were unwilling to be suppressed by the disciples!
The power of the various sages was indeed insufficient. They were waiting for Hong Yi's arrival to completely suppress those Yang God experts. Meanwhile, those Yang God experts had set up various pawns, waiting for their successors to enter the tomb and release them.
This is a continuation of the ancient struggle between the Yang God and the various philosophers. Hong Yi is all alone and is about to fulfill the last wishes of the philosophers.
This mausoleum spans the past, present, and future, through endless void, time, and countless eras of civilization. It represents the pinnacle of wisdom, with the Hundred Sages and philosophers of the past truly being a group of great beings.
Jiang Liu summoned the demon ape Ba, the monk Jingren, and the Zen Yinsha from the small world. This was their home ground, and it would be a real pity if they didn't appear to collect some of the ancient Yang God's legacy.
The group stood outside the "Tomb of the Philosophers" and saw the small mausoleums made up of individual planets that stood tall in the void, connecting to form a grand mausoleum that was the largest in all time. They were all shocked and amazed.
"Master, it's such a pity that we didn't even get to this place when we entered the Origin Land last time. This is such a huge tomb, I wonder how many rare treasures it contains, and the remains of gods, saints, Buddhas, and immortals. I originally thought that the Creation Daoist had already surpassed the limits of power by creating the Origin Ocean with his grand formation, but I never expected that this tomb would be ten times larger than the Origin Ocean. The Hundred Sages and Masters are truly terrifying..."
"I wonder how many more people have entered this tomb. I sense that this tomb connects to infinite space and time. When the true energy of the Origin Land changes, the shadow of this tomb appears in many spaces and times. I wonder if Meng Shenji, Xu Yi, the group from the Central World, and Hong Yi have discovered this place yet?" Chan Yinsha suddenly asked.
At this time, the Silver Shark King's cultivation had already reached the peak of the eighth tribulation. Now, his skills were becoming increasingly profound, and by circulating his primordial spirit, he could perceive everything in its most minute detail.
“We should have arrived, and we’ve already gone inside.” Monk Jingren conjured a bright lamp, illuminating the heavens, as if he had seen through the path ahead.
The demonic ape Ba nodded, his gaze profound, and said, “Master, Hong Yi is your disciple. A teacher for a day is a teacher for life. I have read and comprehended his Dao of Change. If he does not acknowledge you as his master, his Dao is incomplete. If it is incomplete, how can he reach the ultimate realm? If my deduction is correct, Hong Yi is the successor of the lineage of the various schools of thought. The various schools of thought have arranged everything for him. This tomb is equivalent to Hong Yi being the true master. Even if more people go in, they will only face certain death. As for you, Master, as Hong Yi's teacher, there is no danger for us to enter.”
Jiang Liu listened to the demon ape Ba's analysis, offering both affirmation and disapproval, and said, "Even if he is the last of the many philosophers, this tomb doesn't truly belong to him. It's an incomplete tomb, containing many powerful heroic spirits that need to be suppressed. Only by suppressing these spirits can one truly control the tomb and everything within it. However, things aren't that simple. For example, the philosophers suppressed the heroic spirit of the ancient sage emperor Ji, and Ji, being a master of the Yang God realm, naturally wouldn't accept suppression and would inevitably attract a suitable successor to serve as a pawn..."
There are many similar examples. For Hong Yi to shoulder the mantle of the Hundred Schools of Thought, he must subdue so many heroic spirits. Otherwise, he wouldn't be qualified to be their successor, to perfect the final step for them. Before we left last time, Hong Yi's power wasn't strong enough. Fortunately, I slew the Immortal God-King, severely damaged the Central World, and obliterated the legacy of the Dao of Creation. His pressure should be much less now!
We'll also go in and meet those ancient holy emperors and powerful Yang gods. I imagine the Longevity Emperor and the Creation Daoist are among them. If the Heavenly Evil God goes in, he might end up losing more than he gains…”
Jiang Liu moved, leading the group completely into this vast mausoleum complex.
Swoosh, swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh...
As soon as they entered the mausoleum complex, the scene changed instantly, and time and space shifted, bringing them to an extremely magnificent palace. This palace was filled with pavilions, terraces, waterside pavilions, and flower gardens. The walls were covered with all kinds of poems, landscapes, figures, flowers, and birds. These exquisite paintings would be unparalleled treasures if placed in the real world, and their artistic achievements would be countless times higher than those of the greatest painters.
This is a scroll personally painted by the philosophers and sages of ancient China.
“These paintings are beautiful. They have a deeper meaning than the Great Buddha of the Past… But it’s a pity that this is just a mirage. The real paintings by the philosophers have already been taken away…”
Zen Yinsha felt extremely regretful. If the original painting were still there, the artistic conception on the scroll, every picture, every article, and every sentence could be comparable to the supreme treasure of the Great Zen Temple, the content of the Amitabha Sutra.
No one who is a master of Taoist arts can help but be attracted to these things, not even the Creator.
"careful!"
The monk Jingren suddenly spoke, and then a bright lamp appeared, illuminating a black shadow.
The shadow kept changing, eventually transforming into an enormous, dark beast.
The colossal beast was enveloped in an evil light, its eyes filled with savagery and slaughter, as if it wanted to destroy and devour everything.
The dark behemoth roared, and its dark giant claw slammed down on the bright lamp. The force of that slam was terrifying; even a Golden Immortal wouldn't be left with a speck of dust.
laugh!
However, the flame in the lamp suddenly surged, and the massive body of the dark beast seemed to stiffen for a moment. The next moment, a shrill roar resounded, and the dark giant claw burst into flames.
Boom!
The dark behemoth roared madly, and the evil light on its body turned into flames, burning itself to death.
"A mere clone of a demonic beast dares to try and stop us? It's truly overestimating itself..."
The group continued forward. This was the entrance, and many people had already been here, their treasures naturally all taken away.
Therefore, the group did not linger and sped away.
Just then, a voice that shook the entire world came from the depths of the tomb of the philosophers: "Yi Zi, you have finally come. I am the Emperor of Longevity."
I am the Emperor of Immortality.
These six simple words caused a huge uproar. These six words did not carry any magical power, but they were more vast and more shocking than any magical power.
Even Jiang Liu's emotions were fluctuating wildly. He had been studying the Yang Shen Dao of the Longevity Emperor, and the good and evil corpses he had severed had all been integrated into the Dao on the Immortal Monument.
What does the phrase "Emperor of Immortality" represent?
The first person in ancient times.
The first person to attain the Yang God status.
The teacher of the ancient sage emperors.
The creator of the immortal path.
The person closest to the other shore.
Throughout the long river of time, among all the Yang Gods, he is the one with the most powerful magic and the most mysterious.
Its power is immeasurable, and its might is unstoppable.
Jiang Liu had no doubt that the aged voice was that of a fake Emperor of Immortality, because the being that appeared in the tomb of the philosophers was definitely not a simple being.
Even more impressively, this ancient voice, spanning the past and present, permeated the entire space, seemingly as pervasive as water, penetrating every crevice. Everyone's acupoints were shaken by this voice, restless and ready to stir, as if each acupoint was about to transform into a world, breaking free from the body's control.
Of course, the river flow shatters the vacuum and is unaffected by this.
"Let's go see the splendor of the ancient Yang God Emperor!"
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Chapter 508 I have a method to attain immortality
Jiang Liu initially intended to follow the direction from which the voice of the Eternal Emperor came, but he found that the voice penetrated directly into his soul, spreading in all directions without any direction or beginning. Just then, he heard Hong Yi also make a sound, and according to Jiang Liu's understanding of the I Ching, the range of sound contained in this sound was actually "Heavenly Questions: Summoning the Soul".
"The teacher of eternal life, the teacher of all immortals... What exactly do you intend to do by rescuing the two barbarian emperors of 'Mongol' and 'Ancient'? If these two barbarian emperors were to return to the Great Thousand World, they would likely cause an extremely powerful disaster."
The old voice of the Longevity Emperor, seemingly harmless, was actually an extremely sophisticated melody containing the laws of heaven and earth and the mysteries of the universe, which could inspire people to "create the world with their own bodies".