Sang frowned and discovered that the white-clothed person's hands were clenched tightly, seemingly holding something inside. He hurriedly tried his best to pry them open. In his left hand was a handfu...The woman didn't know how long she had been there, Qin Sang was oblivious.
She was clad in a scarlet battle suit, with a faint blood aura surrounding her. Her already ethereal body appeared even more hazy, and her features were somewhat blurred.
However, Qin Sang was able to sense the aura emanating from the woman.
There was an air of unease and aggression, which even the woman's desperate attempts to suppress could not hide.
It was as if Qin Sang was facing a ferocious beast, capable of choosing someone to devour at any moment, which filled him with terror.
In the Realm of Tempest, the pursuit by Blood Moon felt so similar to that of a certain woman!
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The woman remained silent, her gaze fixed on Qin Sang's dantian. She said softly, "May I borrow your sword"
The Earth-Slayer Sword in his dantian trembled without reason, startling Qin Sang. He was shocked to find he was utterly powerless to stop it.
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Whoosh!
A flash of sword light, the Earth Killer Sword shot out from his dantian, suspended between the two.
This sword has been by Qin Sang's side for many years. Unless the sword spirit is moved, it remains silent at all times. The sword's exterior is ancient in style but dull and gray, not like a treasured artifact.
At this moment, the Earth Killer Sword trembled slightly, its divine light gleaming brilliantly, revealing a side of Qin Sang that he had never seen before. The cracks on the blade seemed to have disappeared as if it were a brand new sword.
The woman stared at the katanas on the ground, lost in thought. Her expression was complex as she muttered to herself, "You've finally woken up. It's not too late..."
Only a flash of sword light was seen, and a figure materialized on the blade. It was a young boy in green robes, seemingly asleep with his eyes closed.
The young boy in green opened his eyes slightly, a tremor passing through them. He apologized, "Someone has been calculating me constantly. Since I haven't fully recovered, I had to seal myself off and couldn't sense your call..."
Seeing the woman's state, the young boy in Tsing Yi paused, his voice urgent: "How could this be..."
"To find you, I swam in the River of Sin for too long, sinking into its depths…"
The woman's eyes were filled with sadness, and her voice was low.
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She couldn't remember how many years had passed, nor did she know if her pursuit would bear fruit. An unwavering belief sustained her, as she swam alone across the treacherous river, gradually losing herself and sinking deeper into despair.
She spared no effort, persistent and unwavering. Heaven has eyes, and finally, dawn arrived.
Though, I only found that person's sword!
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The young man in green knew of the woman's experiences over the years, and a touch of pity and sadness flashed in his eyes.
Suddenly, the woman's expression changed. Her eyes blazed, fixing on the boy in green robes. She seemed to want to speak but held back, her gaze filled with an anxious anticipation.
I want to ask a question, but I'm afraid of the worst outcome.
The Green-Clothed Child was taken aback, his face revealing a look of pity and infinite sorrow. His lips moved slightly, silently uttering something.
The woman trembled, revealing a deep sadness.
The sorrow was so profound that it moved heaven and earth. Just as the tribulation clouds had dissipated, now again dark clouds gathered.
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Heavy clouds rolled in, a biting wind chilled the bones, and a sense of desolation permeated the air.
"Hee hee hee hee…"
The woman must dance wildly, like she has fallen into a demonic path, and let out eerie laughter.
The laughter was unbearably harsh, like a demon screeching, turning the divine court into a hellscape.
Her vital energy suddenly surged wildly, her breath became erratic, and her illusory form twisted and distorted, as if she were about to lose her mind and fall into a state of madness, extremely dangerous!
Qin Sang couldn't help but be startled and instinctively took a step back.
The boy in Tsing Yi sighed lightly. He had nothing more to say.
Suddenly, the woman retracted her sadness and transformed it into boundless killing intent. She shouted fiercely, "Is your blade still sharp"
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The young boy in green robes grew serious, said nothing, and vanished into the sword.
"Whoosh!"
The divine sword was born.
Sword intent shakes the heavens!
The woman gazed at the Leicheng in the nine heavens.
The Divine Court has descended upon the world, and the Dao has returned to the myriad realms! This is a cause for great joy. Due to the sudden nature of this event, my Palace had no time to prepare a celebratory feast. I offer instead a magnificent Mahayana Daoist Temple. However, only the Heavenly Master himself may claim it. Heavenly Master... will you accept
The voice was like thunder, piercing the heavens!
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Zhong Mao Zhi, governs the altar.
War is raging everywhere, on land and in the sky.
Chaos has not affected this place.
Zhongmao Zhi's issuance of the robe court was still quiet, no one dared to disturb Zhang Zhenjun's seclusion.
Whether summoning the Taiyin Yuanjun or calling down Lei Zu, regardless of how imposing the celestial phenomena may be, the grand hall for bestowing talismans remains firmly shut.
'Boom! Boom! Boom!'
The demons of the Ghost Realm are once again beating their drums.
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Border skirmishes are still ongoing. While many beasts were frightened away by Lei Zu's aura, many others remain driven by their ferocity.
However, the drumbeat was noticeably weaker than before, sounding less confident.
Lei Zu's might was too terrifying, the scene of eight directions thunder dragons converging deeply imprinted in the hearts of all demons, impossible to erase.
Daoist cultivators, on the other hand, were invigorated by the battle and even took the initiative to charge out of the city during the chaos, fighting valiantly.
With Lei Zu's help, what fear is there of mere demons!
However, the two great masters sitting in the center of Zizhong Zhizhitan knew that the situation was still fraught with danger.
Outsiders powerful figures are eyeing the Divine Court, and they will return at any moment, possibly even more than one.
While Lei Zu only had the power of one strike, Bai Shizhi managed to defeat Wei Zhenjun. Lei Zu was summoned by Wei Zhenjun but was near exhaustion and unable to attack for a short time.
Now, all hope for the Taoist sect rests on Zhang Zhenjun!
The two sat cross-legged on their respective talisman platforms, swallowing pills and taking time to regulate their breaths. Every so often, they would glance anxiously towards the Lu School Taoist temple.
'Whoosh!'
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The sky was ablaze with brilliant light, marking the completion of Shibi's contribution to the capital.
All meritorious deeds are inscribed high in the heavens, as if wishing to echo with Zhong Mao's inscription of meritorious deeds.
Unfortunately, Shulu Courtyard looked completely normal.
Just then, the expressions of the two great real people changed slightly. They both sensed an unusual fluctuation in the energy of heaven and earth, immediately realizing what was happening and their faces broke into ecstatic smiles.
'Whew!'
The Hall of Conferring Rank was struck by a fierce wind.
The spirit tide covers the sky.
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Not long ago, such a scene appeared, it was caused by Zhang Zhenjun's breakthrough to the middle stage of cultivation.
Today, celestial phenomena reappear, there is only one possibility.
Zhang Zhenjun's continuous breakthroughs led him straight into the late stage of the River Diagram Law Position, only one step away from becoming a Heavenly Master!
'Boom!'
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A torrent of spiritual energy surged, emanating with a powerful aura that startled the two great Masters. It poured relentlessly into the Grand Ceremony Hall.
In a short while, the spiritual tide suddenly dissipated, and the celestial phenomena vanished.
The Grand Hall of Investiture was silent and still.
The two grandmasters exchanged glances, worry flickering in their eyes.
"Perhaps the True Monarch is currently solidifying his cultivation..."
One person murmured to themselves.
As soon as the words left his mouth, a figure suddenly appeared above the Grand Hall of Investiture, it was Zhang Zhenjun.
The two were overjoyed and were about to get up to pay their respects when Zhang Zhenren raised his hand to stop them.
Chang Zhenren stood with his hands behind his back in the void. He had broken through in a hurry, and his breath was not yet fully recovered, but his cultivation had already surpassed what it once was. He was the first true monarch to reach the later stage of the River Map after the decline of the Dao Court!
His eyes sparkled with divine light, his gaze sweeping across the Dao Men's double governance, over the battlefields of the north and south, over the Gu Shan governance, he glanced at the Great Saint's Mansion from afar.
The drums suddenly fell silent.
The demon king, mid-drum solo, inexplicably felt a chill down his spine. A sense of impending doom washed over him, and his arm trembled uncontrollably as he gripped the drumsticks.
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Zhang Zhenjun ignored them, his gaze lifting to see the celestial beings and demonic saints fighting fiercely in the sky. He also saw the scene inside and outside the Divine Court, understanding the situation clearly.
With a light shake of his Daoist robes, Zhang Zhenjun, holding the Seal of Meritorious Deeds of Zhongmao in his hand, ascended to heaven.
After summoning Lei Zu, Wei Zhenjun did not disperse from the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion. Zhang Zhenjun took over the pavilion, and his actions immediately caused the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion to resonate.
Master Zhang took to the air, each step he took causing the celestial light of the Heavenly Xuan Altar to brighten by a fraction. Soon, it surpassed its previous zenith brilliance.
He was still unsatisfied. After ascending to the Heavenly Mystery Altar, he gazed far away towards Bai Shi Zhiyi and bowed: “Daoist Wei, aid me!”
Wei Zhenjun put away his weariness and nodded solemnly.
She knew that the summoned spirit next was no ordinary one, requiring the grandest of rites – the Luotian Great Sacrifice, one of the three highest rituals of Daomen.
Zhang Zhenjun was afraid that she would be unable to bear the burden alone, and thus needed her help.
Although she has not yet fully recovered and cannot do more, she can still conduct rituals at the altar and take on the role of overseeing the fasting participants, assisting Zhang Zhenjun, a highly accomplished master.
Gao Gong, Du Jiang, and Jian Zhai are the three major duties of the Qijiao ceremony.
High-gong step marching, communication between humans and gods, ranks first, all emphasizing that as a deputy, the more important rituals are, the more indispensable they are.
Wei Zhenjun regained his breath and flew towards the white stone he had previously struck with the Du Gong Yin (Seal of Merit), standing beneath it with a solemn expression.
Then, Zhang Zhenjun pointed towards Mount Jiushan from the air. A group of spiritual light flew out from Yintian Palace, which were fragments of the merit marks of Mount Jiushan’s merits.
Three Seals Shine!
Let all the cultivators on the main stage immediately follow orders and use their techniques.
Zhang Zhenjun commands the Three Seals, holding a sprig of incense in his hand. The incense ascends to the heavens and reaches the Divine Court, where he bows respectfully.
A more complex and grander ritual then commenced.
As the Luotiantian Grand Ceremony progressed, major immortal cities left some cultivators to guard the city, and the rest of the Taoist cultivators summoned their talisman altars and gradually returned to the Heavenly Mystery Altar.
To the left of the Six Dragons' Terrace, in the midst of the Nine Tiger Pass.
Now, the might of three heads and six arms appears, wielding the power of seven stars and eight spirits.
As the imperial bell tolls, all Saints gather; with light axe swings, hordes of demons are shattered.
Its light is radiant, always protecting all beings;
Integrity profound, vow to forever stand on the righteous path.
Severing corpses for a thousand miles, beheading five phantoms.
Great compassion, great aspiration, great saint, great mercy.
"All-heavenly blessings, prolonging good fortune, purifying misfortunes, and ensuring safety in life and death. The Great Marshal of the Eighty-One Heavenly Armies at the North Celestial Pole, Truth Fruit Dharma Cloud Covering Heaven Venerable!"
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Zhang Zhenjun led all the true immortals, and his incantations shook the Three Realms.
At this moment, the incantation being chanted is called "The Heavenly General's Decree," used to summon Tianpeng Da Yuan Marshal, one of the Four Holy Beings of the North Pole in legend!
As the last incantation echoed, the Heavenly Profound Altar erupted with blinding golden light.
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Countless Daoist cultivators looked up at the sky with excitement. After Lei Zu, they were about to invite down another supreme celestial being!
To everyone's surprise, the golden light soon faded away, leaving only the incantation echoing in the world, with no sign of a descending god!
"What's going on"
Where is the Great Marshal Tianpeng
All the Taoist cultivators felt puzzled and a nameless panic surged through them.
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Those who are discerning have already realized the gravity of the situation. Even a mere remnant soul, summoned by the Heavenly Ritual of Luotian, would offer a faint response.
There's only one possibility, the God Symbol is shattered, and Heavenly Marshal Tianpeng no longer exists!
Panic, sadness, fear...
Various emotions permeate among Daoist cultivators.
Zhang Zhenjun was as if unaware, paused for a moment, and continued reciting.
"It is found in the celestial vault, to the right of the Tongming Hall."
The second-in-command of the Heavenly Legion, ranked among the feudal lords of earth.
One of the Four Saints of the North Pole, Tianyou Marshal!
When the imperial palace is successful, the heavens are ranked among them.
The order of the three caves and five thunders, commanding all eight heavens and nine earths.
Imperial Edict of Supreme Virtue!
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After reciting the three precious sutras, it was as before.
Countless cultivators looked up at the sky, as if questioning the heavens why they had been abandoned. Their expressions were filled with grief and anger, their incantations carrying a heavy sense of tragedy.
Until the last of the Four Heavenly Kings of the North Pole, Zhenwu the Great Emperor's *True Martial Proclamation* was recited, there was still no reaction.
The Four Guardians of the North, all perished!
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The tragic plight of the Daoist cultivators shook the heavens. Someone could not help but bellow in anguish, venting their grief and despair.
Inspired by this divine will, the Heavenly Secrets Hall became even more solid and dazzling.
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Zhang Zhenjun's movements paused for a moment, he closed his eyes slightly, carefully sensing the mysteries of heaven and earth.
In those days, during the heyday of Taoism, talismans and deities flourished side by side, no less impressive than Shinto.
Shinto gave birth to a deity who emulated the celestial emperor and goddess of the earth.
Within the Dao of Symbols, the Dou department not only produced four positions equal to the Lei Zu's Beiji Four Saints, but also achieved what the Lei department could not, producing the Fushen—the Gouchen Shanggong Tianhuang Great Emperor, the second step of Dongzhen.
The work and deeds of those who emulate Emperor Houtu, the deity of earth, are quite remarkable!
The Four Saints of the North were destroyed in the chaos of that year, but Gou Chen the Heavenly Emperor still remains!
But with his cultivation, it wouldn't be easy to summon the God of Gouchen.
Moreover, he couldn't be like the former Wei Zhenjun, possessing only one attack.
The Celestial Court appears, the boundary between realms shall vanish.
This world returns to the Great Thousand!
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The hope of the Taoist school rests on him alone.
He must cultivate the power of the Daoist school, transform into the form of Gouchen Emperor, command the Divine Script, repel external enemies, deter villains, and also lead the Daoist school to establish a foothold in the Great Thousand Realms, protecting the millions behind him!
"Humanity can be used!"
Zhang Zhenjun's expression moved slightly, and he opened his lips to recite the Bao Gao once more.
"Purple Micro Heavenly Extremity, Gou Chen Celestial Palace."
Within the Jiuguang Treasure Garden, above the Five Qi Xuan Du.
The emperor’s body is the manifestation of primal energy, and his authority governs the transformation of yin and yang. In duality, they harmonize to achieve the three talents.
Holding the reins of warfare, widely promoting great virtue.
Mastering the celestial journey, never lose sight of the established path.
The mountain stood tall and mighty, its true essence vast and profound.
Great compassion, great aspiration, great saint, great kindness.
"Greetings, celestial emperor! We welcome you to the heavenly palace."
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All repairs are completed, the mantras resound loudly, reaching straight to the Heavenly Court!
Within the Divine Court, in the Purple Micro Pavilion, suddenly a temple emitted divine light. Inside the temple, the sacred images were complete and possessed limitless majesty, unlike the numerous cracks on Lei Zu's palace.
After the heavenly thunder, the heavens manifested another celestial phenomenon.
The moonlight dimmed, as if entering the depths of night. The hidden stars reappeared one after another, their light intertwined, forming a magnificent celestial tapestry.
This is the night sky familiar to all creatures on earth.
However, the stars at this moment were brighter than ever before. The Milky Way was resplendent, its stars densely packed yet interspersed with gaps, and even those dim celestial bodies were clearly visible, as if within reach.
Stars shine brightly!
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With thirty-two days as a measuring unit, twenty-eight constellations as a wheel, seven stars as a box, sun and moon as regulators, the North Star as the pivot, all connecting to four directions, branches connected to the base firmly!
The position of the Three Enclosures is in the Purple Forbidden Enclosure, even more so like palaces and towering buildings. It is the place of the Heavenly Heart, the dwelling of the Emperor.
Thousands of stars gather in the Ziwei Palace, with the stars in the Big Dipper's position being particularly dazzling.
The Big Dipper is known as the Emperor's Chariot.
As the celestial poles turn, the dipper's handle points directly at the Heavenly Secrets Hall.
The next moment, starlight dripped down and actually transformed into a magnificent imperial chariot.
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With a whoosh!
The carriage travels across the Milky Way, descending from the nine heavens.
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On the altar, brilliance shone.
Zhang Zhenjun, bathed in starlight, transformed into the celestial emperor Gouchen.
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The Emperor ascends the throne, stars contained within his imperial robes, riding in a chariot pulled by celestial beings, soaring upwards to the heavens!
Having passed before the Gate of the Divine Court.
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The imperial chariot came to a halt.
The Heavenly越 people and the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, who were engaged in a fierce battle, ceased their hostilities and looked at the Imperial chariot, their expressions varied.
Throughout history, the five-clawed golden dragon has never set foot in the Divine Court.
Zhang Zhenjun bowed respectfully to Tian Yue Shangren, gazed at the five-clawed golden dragon, and shouted: "Demon offspring, surrender your head!"
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The five-clawed golden dragon wore a mournful expression, knowing that the tide had turned against him. He could no longer muster the will to resist.
Though its dragon body crawls, its fierce aura remains.
"Forgive me, Heavenly Master!"
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