In the mortal realm, Wu Xian looked at the great sun above his head that was gradually being devoured by darkness. Wu Xian was the name passed down from generation to generation by the Grand Shaman of the Kingdom of Wu Xian. Legend had it that the Kingdom of Wu Xian was the head of the Ten Shamans of Spirited Mountain, the guardian of the Immortal Emperor Herb. As the Grand Shaman was the fifth generation of Wu Xian, he was also known as Xian Wu.
Wu Xian Wu looked at the solar eclipse. His cultivation base had touched upon destiny and he saw the turning of the heavens, but in the blink of an eye, he was scared out of his wits!
His messy hair hung loosely on the back of his forehead, and his withered hands reached out weakly to the sun. "Oh, Emperor Of Heaven! Why is God so angry … The great calamity is coming, the great calamity is coming … I see blood rain falling from the sky, the heaven and earth shattering, the majestic mountains that housed the ancestral spirits and the gods collapsing, the earth beneath my feet collapsing, from the easternmost East Sea to the westernmost desert … The great calamity, the boundless great calamity, the blood of all living beings in the sky pouring down like rain, it will not stop for nine days, the corpses of the gods piled up like mountains … Everything is going to shatter! Everything is going to be destroyed! "
"A huge comet appeared in the sky, tearing the heavens apart. Countless demons surged out from the crimson wound, the most ancient gods led countless warriors to the demon star, the devil mark, and I heard … the bell ringing!"
As soon as she finished, the oldest Shaman of the Kingdom of Wu Xian, Wu Xian Wu, who had an astonishing cultivation base, spurted out dark red blood from her seven apertures. The murky blood mixed with tears slid down from her eyes.
The surrounding spiritual children screamed and fled in fear.
The young man wailed with a sharp voice, "The Shaman Ancestor has collapsed! The Shaman Ancestor is bleeding from his seven apertures, he is going to die! "
Wu Xian Wu's seven apertures were bleeding, he heard the bell ringing from the lower reaches of time and space. With each ring, his body trembled violently as if he was severely injured, and waves of dark red blood oozed out from his seven apertures. When the murky blood dripped onto the ground, it immediately seeped into the rocks, bit by bit, engraved on the rocks beneath Wu Xian Wu's feet.
The Primordial Rocks that carried Wu Xian's blood turned into strange things with bloodstains on their surfaces that seeped into the rocks.
If these blood-stained rocks hadn't been right in the center of the altar, and countless Maguspriests had been suppressing this magnificent altar with their powers of will, it would have been a tens of thousands of meters tall divine mountain. It had been excavated and polished into a pyramid-shaped altar. Ghosts and Gods guarded every direction of the altar. Every ten steps, there would be a high-level Magus guarding the altar. The overall sense of power released from the altar could connect with the heaven.
If the rocks that were stained with Wu Xian's blood were not suppressed by the altar, the ominous aura on them would be enough to wipe out all living things within thousands of miles.
When Wu Xian heard the bell ring three times, he struggled to his feet in a sorry state, trembling. His tyrannical cultivation base and the terrible sorcery power that could kill Immortals with every move he made were all gone. He was so weak that he seemed like he would collapse with a push. He was almost dead. Wu Xian grabbed the hand of the Magus next to him and cried out in a shrill voice, "The doomsday is here! Tell His Majesty that an unprecedented calamity is about to descend. The solar eclipse is just a precursor … The ghosts and gods underground have already been devoured by the boundless blood. The headless fiendgods have slaughtered the king of the ghosts and gods. "
"Darkness … an indescribable darkness stretches beneath the earth.
"An extremely powerful Fiendcelestial, comparable to a Heavenly God, has been born from the darkness. He holds countless souls, ghosts, and demonic swords that twine around him, tearing apart the kingdom of the dead. Before these Fiendcelestials, the ancestral spirits are as weak as wandering ghosts."
After listening to Wu Xian's prophecy, the Magus knelt and bowed to him before hurriedly retreating to announce Wu Xian's prophecy.
Wu Xian struggled for a long time before he finally caught his breath. He looked around and saw countless cultivators hiding in the surroundings, spying on this Grand Maguspriest. In the various heavens, these cultivators were the rulers of a region and the foundation of a powerful sect. But in the Primitive Era, these cultivators could only rely on a few third-rate sects and occupy barren mountains where there were no sacrifices of Ghosts and Gods. Although they were cultivators of sects, the people of the Mystic Door were in fact not much stronger than a small tribe of a few hundred people, and they were no different from itinerant cultivators.
In the Untainted Land, even if it was a small human tribe with only a few hundred people, as long as they offered sacrifices to the gods and looked for the nearby blessed land where the gods were conferred by the Heavenly Court, they could basically raise wizards who were equivalent to the immortals of the later generations.
Humans of the Primitive Era naturally had a lifespan of three thousand years.
This was the realm of the Enlightened Beings in the ancient Heaven Theory. They were born to follow the order of time and circulate their Vital Qi. Their physique was in line with the Heavenly Dao. Some of them had inherited a special physique when they were mixed with the Wu Tribe. Some of them could control fire and spit out water, control dragons and snakes, and even grow wings on their backs to attack from the air. These Wu Tribe bloodlines would naturally become stronger with training. In addition to the Wu Tribe who possessed legacies, could communicate with the Gods, and were proficient in herbs, divination, Gu insects, and poison to train their Vital Qi, some were born with the Wu Tribe bloodline. They tempered their physiques, strengthened their bloodlines, and constantly cultivated their bloodlines to get closer to the Great God Pangu or even the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. They used their special organs, acupoints, and meridian system to control the Vital Qi of Heaven and Earth, and were good at fighting.
Wu Xian was the martial artist of later generations.
Therefore, the surrounding cultivators were considered powerful in the era of the various heavens, but in this era, everyone could breathe Vital Qi, break their physiques, and cultivate their bloodlines. In the era when a human reached adulthood, it was equivalent to the martial artist of later generations transforming into a Fiendgod's body. They were only two steps away from becoming a martial artist's Human Immortal. In Wu Xian's eyes, they were like ants …
Wu Xian smiled cruelly as he let a group of ants watch the fun.
He wiped the dirty blood from his seven orifices with his hand and used his trembling index finger to draw a simple symbol on the ground. The cursed blood plotted the Wu Character, and a strange aura instantly erupted. An evil spirit was summoned by the Wu Character. It instantly absorbed all the auras of foreign creatures that were not in the Kingdom of Wuxian and did not have the aura of the grass and trees here.
Then, the Wu Character erupted and instantly harvested the souls of those sneaky cultivators. Countless black shadows flashed by, sucking tens of thousands of souls over and sending them into the River Styx.
Wu Xian took the opportunity to pry into the aura of the Netherworld … Then, he shuddered and closed the passage to the Yin Earth in fear.
The few great cultivators beside the Kingdom of Wuxian could be considered to have stepped onto the stage of the Primordial World. Although their forces were not as powerful as the Kingdom of Wuxian, which had been passed down for thousands of years, they were qualified to pass down their legacy steadily. They were not like those sects that were like child's play. The few Heaven Immortals discussed in low voices, "Something big has happened in the Netherworld!"
"Has Grand Magus Priest Xian Wu confirmed it?"
A cultivator with withered yellow hair said in a low voice, "Yes! After the solar eclipse, he indeed went to make a divination! In the end, it led to a great disaster. It was said that Wu Xian was very afraid and claimed that there would be an unpredictable tribulation. He almost died after the divination. "
"During this period of time, there were often lonely souls, wild ghosts, and even evil spirits breaking free from the Yellow Springs Road and escaping to the world of the living. They lurked in the mountains during the day and came out at night to eat people and enjoy blood … The Heavenly Court has ordered the Mountain Gods and Earth Gods to gather these lonely souls and wild ghosts. Many fellow Daoists have also gone to capture souls to refine treasures and cultivate. "
A female cultivator smiled coquettishly and said, "Does the Heavenly Court have any specific news about the changes in the Netherworld?"
A gloomy evil cultivator suddenly said, "It's said that it's a Fiend Tribulation!" As soon as he spoke, the others were a little afraid and did not dare to speak. Clearly, they were a little afraid of this evil cultivator. After a long time, the cultivator with withered yellow hair said in a low voice, "Now that the solar eclipse has lasted for three days, it's obviously a sign that a great tribulation is coming."
When a cultivator with a weaker cultivation base who had just stepped into the threshold of Heaven Immortal heard this, he used his bronze divine knife to carve a few ancient runes on the cracked bones of the spirit turtle beside him.
The mysterious and unpredictable runes recorded, "In the Wu Dynasty of Wu Xian, there was a solar eclipse for three days and a great change in the Netherworld. The Wu Dynasty of Wu Xian felt that the sky was raining blood, the mountains and rivers were overturned, and a great tribulation was coming! "
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In the Era of Heavens, a group of old demons from Huangquan School and monks from Earth Bodhisattva Temple gathered together. The leaders of both sides, Yama King and Seonryū Of Gojoseon, sat facing each other, staring at two broken pieces of oracle bones. There were several extremely mysterious runes engraved on the oracle bones. When the oracle bones of both sides were put together, more than half of the runes were gathered. Although the runes were incomplete, it did not affect the overall structure.
Yama King coughed and said, "Our two sects have been fighting for this treasure for thousands of years. Since the appearance of the oracle bones, several Skyscrapers and Arhats have died because of it. Today, I've invited Fawang here to explore the mystery of this treasure together. "
Seonryū Of Gojoseon put his palms together and chanted the name of Buddha, "King Yama's words are very kind."
"The reason why my Earth Bodhisattva Temple and your Huangquan School have been fighting for this treasure for thousands of years is because there are flaws in our sects' inheritance. Your Huangquan School's supreme technique, King Yanluo's achievement, and my Earth Bodhisattva Temple's scripture, Karma Ten Kings Scripture of Hell, are both ancient secret techniques. Legend has it that there was a King Yanluo in the ancient Netherworld. Yanluo ruled the Netherworld, operated the cycle of reincarnation, and suppressed hell."
"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva transformed into ten kings, suppressed hell, and achieved the Buddha's fruit!"
"And your Underworld Demon Sect also cultivated the body of King Yanluo, turned heaven into hell, and achieved the Art of Daira."
"Both of our sects achieved Dao through hell, which is related to the cycle of reincarnation. However, at the end of the ancient times, hell disappeared, and the Netherworld was mysteriously destroyed. As a result, both of our sects' path to Dao was cut off, and we have no way forward. Therefore, finding the secret of the destruction of the Netherworld at the end of the ancient times, and finding the lost hell, is our only hope to achieve Dao! " Seonryū Of Gojoseon nodded and said, "Now, only when both of our sects work together can we have the possibility to uncover this ancient secret."
Yama King picked up the two oracle bones in front of him, put them together, and said in a low voice, "Although the Iron Sword Sect is not an ancient sect, it is an ancient sect that has been passed down for thousands of years. I didn't expect that there would be unfilial descendants who dug up the tomb of the founder. In the end, several oracle bones were unearthed, and many of them were extremely ancient and powerful cultivation methods and divine powers, which brought about the destruction of our sect. "
"According to research, this oracle bone was the oracle of the founder of the Iron Sword Sect when the Netherworld changed, so it was not valued by the other sects, and fell into the hands of our sects."
"With the help of the aura of the ancient hell on this oracle bone, we completed part of the inheritance, and each of us cultivated a Dao Lord to inherit our responsibilities, so that we could explore the secret of the destruction of the Netherworld at the end of the ancient times!"
Seonryū Of Gojoseon also said, "This oracle bone is the bone of a ten-thousand-year-old spirit turtle, and it has the bloodline of the black turtle. It is extremely extraordinary. In today's era where the bloodline of the Primitive World has been lost, it is already a supreme treasure for cultivation of divination. If the old monsters of the Ziwei Sect and Mai Yi Sect knew about it, they would definitely not hesitate to use five thousand kilograms of divine gold and devil iron. It is written in the Primordial Shaman Script … It is also an extremely ancient inheritance. It is said that the old monsters of the Devil Dao and Shaman Cult had intended to seize this batch of oracle bones, but because of the appearance of the Key of Daira in the Brahma Heaven Realm, they ran to the Ultimate! "
"What kind of place is the Ultimate … I think those old monsters, whether they are good or evil, Buddhist or Devil, will not be able to come out!" King Yama sneered.
Seonryū Of Gojoseon laughed and said, "Is Yan Jun not on good terms with some old devils?"
"The Xue Tu King always taunted us, the Huangquan School, for cultivating the body of King Yanluo, a heretical devil, and looked down on us Yama just because he is the direct descendant of the Blood Devil … He even said that we want to prove the body of King Yanluo, that we are courting death, that we are tired of living! I want to see who is the one who is tired of living! Will the Xue Tu King be able to walk out of the Ultimate?! "
"Are the Demon Ancestor of Destruction sealed in the Ultimate and the Devil Dao of Destruction hidden in the Ultimate giving face to the direct descendant of the River Styx?!"
"The King Yanluo is a great devil and one of the Devil Dao's Monarchs. He is not inferior to the Blood Devil Tribe."
"What Heavenly Demon Blood Devil, the direct descendant of the River Styx? I think they are just putting gold on their faces … There is also the Grim Demon and the two paths of hell, especially the Devil Dao of Hell. It is a branch of the Yama Devil Tribe, but they say that they have inherited the teachings of the Demon Ancestor of the River Styx, the Avici Sword. The Grim Demon thinks that they have inherited the Devil Dao of slaughter from the Demon Ancestor of the River Styx, and that they are the direct descendant of the Yuantu Sword. "
"For the sake of connections, they really don't care about any face!"
"Our Yama Devil Tribe is the direct descendant of the ancient Devil Dao Emperor, King Yanluo. We are the orthodox lineage of the Devil Dao and have a great reputation. Compared to these lowly people who cling to the Demon Ancestor, we are much more orthodox. However, the Blood Devil Heavenly Demon is powerful, so the Death Devil, Earth Devil, Yang Devil, Yin Devil, and Heart Devil, these fence-sitters turn to cling to us and ostracize us!"
The Seonryū Of Gojoseon pointed at the oracle bone and asked, "Can the Demon Monarch decipher this Primordial Shaman Script?"
King Yama smiled and said, "What's so difficult about that? The Shaman Devil Tribe also has the Shaman Script. It is rare for the Buddhists to have such a legacy, but the Yama Devils and the Shaman Devils are both of the Devil Dao. It is naturally not difficult for us to learn a thing or two. "
"It is written on the oracle bone …"
"In the Kingdom of Shaman, there was a solar eclipse for three days, and there was a great change in the Netherworld. The Kingdom of Shaman was psychic and sensed that the Emperor Of Heaven was infuriated. Blood rain fell from the sky, mountains and rivers were overturned, and a great calamity was coming! "
"Three months. Attack the Builder Tree of the Eastern Heavens, destroy the Heavens … There will be a great calamity, and the underworld will collapse! Demon … "
The next few Shaman Scripts became blurry. No matter what kind of divine power they used, it was difficult to restore them. King Yama caressed the Shaman Scripts that were almost smoothed out and said in a low voice, "The Shaman Script on the oracle bone carries the spirituality of divination, so it has a spiritual response. That is why we can use the contents of these Shaman Scripts to divine and figure out the aura of the Primordial Hell."
"The last few words once carried extremely terrifying information, so it was erased by the information it carried … because even the ten-thousand-year-old spirit turtle could only record it for an instant, and then it erased it on its own. Just like the Shaman Script on the oracle bone that was unearthed, it never had the name of the Emperor Of Heaven, nor the names of the great divine power of the primordial era. "
"It is said that the Flame God Sect used all the power of the sect, and even two Dao Lords almost died, to unearth the Shaman Script of the Great God Zhu Rong in an ancient heaven. They used this opportunity to add a legacy to their sect, the 'Zhu Rong Fire God Dragon Driving Secret Incantation'. Its supreme secret incantation, the Zhu Rong Incantation, is the only incantation that can cultivate the Zhu Rong Divine Fire in the heavens, and it has unfathomable power! "
King Yama said, "Let's join forces and use the sect's most precious treasures, the Broken Bronze Hall of my Huangquan School and the Earth Bodhisattva Temple's Sanskrit board of the Earth Bodhisattva Temple. With the help of this oracle bone, we will return to the Untainted Underworld with the characteristics of Daira!"
After saying that, King Yama summoned the most precious treasure of the Huangquan School, an Ancient Bronze Hall with only a part of the gate archway remaining. The Seonryū Of Gojoseon also took out a wooden board with the Sanskrit words' Earth Bodhisattva Temple 'written on it. This was also the origin of the name of the Earth Bodhisattva Temple. The founder of the Earth Bodhisattva Temple had obtained this mysterious board, from which he comprehended the supreme Dharma, and established the Earth Bodhisattva Temple's orthodoxy.
The two sects really brought out their most precious treasures.
With a trace of the characteristics of Daira in the two precious treasures, the mysterious oracle bone was activated, and the two Patriarchs and the old monsters behind them were instantly pulled into the void …
Darkness … This was the boundless sea of blood in the endless darkness.
The Seonryū Of Gojoseon opened his eyes and saw that he was sitting in front of an incomparably sacred hall. He looked behind him and saw the most precious treasure of his sect, the horizontal board of the Earth Bodhisattva Temple, hanging on the hall behind him.
This hall was already in ruins. Nearly four-fifths of it had collapsed into the ruins of the black scorched rocks, falling into the lava.
The hall was placed in an unimaginably huge, pure black boulder that was entangled with extremely hot scorching flames. Half of the huge boulder that was as huge as the heavens had collapsed. At the top of the boulder, half of the boulder had been smashed into pieces, and the side of the collapsed cliff had become a broken Golden Body. The Buddha's aura had already dimmed.
There were cracks all over the Golden Body, and in some places, the glaze-like Buddha's bones were already exposed.
It put its palms together and closed its eyes slightly, facing the front … Over there was an unimaginable mark of a staff that had collapsed the boulder …
The Seonryū Of Gojoseon was so scared that his limbs went soft. He prostrated himself and cried out in surprise, "Bodhisattva!"
As he cried out, the horizontal board of the Earth Bodhisattva Temple above his head fell down with a loud bang and fell into the arms of the Seonryū Of Gojoseon. A strange beast that looked like a dog or a lion ran out of the Earth Bodhisattva Temple. When it saw the Seonryū Of Gojoseon, it revealed a look of disdain. When the Seonryū Of Gojoseon saw the strange beast, he was so scared that he prostrated himself again. "Dingting Sacred Beast!"
Dingting glanced at the collapsed Scorched Rock. The huge black boulder surrounded by the sea of blood was like a drop of water in the ocean.
When Dingting saw the staff mark, his body trembled slightly … When he saw that the Seonryū Of Gojoseon still wanted to climb to the top of the Scorched Rock to invite the Golden Body of Bodhisattva down, he quickly bit on the Seonryū Of Gojoseon's sleeve and threw him further away from the Golden Body.
Just a little bit of Dingting's aura had triggered the staff mark on the Golden Body. At this moment, an angry roar echoed in the void. "Eat my staff!"
"One staff!"
"Staff …"
The echoes echoed in all directions, and the Seonryū Of Gojoseon's avatar was almost shattered. He spat out a mouthful of light golden blood.
Would he be able to return to the ancient era with the help of the Grand Luo Realm? Grand Patriarch Yama Demon landed in front of an ancient bronze palace that was shrouded in darkness. By the time Grand Patriarch Yama Demon awoke, the darkness was only a meter away from him, and he could vaguely hear a voice calling out to him.
King Yama listened and heard countless strange voices calling out one after another, "King Qinguang!"
"King Qinguang!"
"King Qinguang!"
There were also other voices calling out, "King Song!"
"King Chujiang!"
King Yama was horrified when he heard this. His soul almost left his body and fell into the darkness. If not for the protection of the Ancient Bronze Temple behind him, he would have fallen into the darkness involuntarily. "What's in the darkness? Why is the name of the Ten Temples of Yanluo being called out? The Ten Temples of Yanluo are the ten incarnations of King Yanluo. Could there be a great secret related to King Yanluo hidden in the darkness? "
"I was received by the Ancient Bronze Temple and came here as soon as I left the Sea of Heavens Realm. Could this be the Underworld at the end of the ancient times?"
"The countless calls in the darkness, could it be the countless ghosts in the Underworld calling for the Ten Temples of Yanluo to return?"
"Could this Ancient Bronze Temple be the Ten Temples of Yanluo? The Ten Temples of Yanluo have already become ruins. There are countless calls for the Ten Temples of Yanluo in the darkness. What happened in the Underworld? Where did the Ten Temples of Yanluo go? "
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