Although Yi Tian didn't know how he had offended Princess Fengyang, he couldn't care less at this moment. He picked up the jade tablet in his hand and directly sent a message to Dongfang Lingyun, then briefly explained the massacre of the Demonic Dragon Cult.
He believed that not long after, the Six Sects of Eastern Ao and the Yao Clan would notice this matter, and then they would do their best to hunt down the culprit.
Sure enough, Ambassador Zhi Ying sent a message after a quarter of an hour. After Yi Tian skimmed through the content, the corner of his mouth revealed a trace of a smile.
Zhi Ying had already seen the power of Slaughter's doppelganger back in the South Sea. This time, when he heard that another doppelganger of the Demon Race's vanguard had appeared, he directly discussed with Dongfang Lingyun to catch a turtle in a jar. After sending people to guard the exit, he brought along many Yuanying cultivators to encircle and annihilate the doppelganger.
After Yi Tian told him the coordinates, he first followed him alone. He knew this old opponent very well. In addition, there were so many demonic shadows sitting in the Great Desolate Mountains. Just thinking about it made him feel a lingering fear.
After flying for a while, he found that the demonic qi in the mountain ridge in front of him seemed to be denser. It was obvious that the doppelganger would definitely go inside to find the demonic qi to temper himself. However, now that he could no longer rely on his divine sense to lock onto the exact location of Slaughter, Yi Tian could only rely on the source of the demonic qi to choose the direction to go.
Not long after, he came to a three-way fork. Looking at the road ahead, one went up and one went down. The concentration of demonic qi on both sides was about the same, so he didn't know which path Slaughter would take.
Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly felt a strong spiritual pressure rapidly approaching from behind. He turned around and saw a golden light rapidly shuttling through the forest, and soon arrived in front of him.
After the golden light faded, a middle-aged monk appeared. He wore a tattered kasaya, held an alms bowl in his hand, and had a string of prayer beads around his neck. He looked at Yi Tian with a solemn expression and said, "Greetings, Fellow Daoist. I wonder where the road ahead is? Would you like to travel with this old monk?"
Yi Tian slightly frowned. He didn't know what this monk meant, but he didn't dare to underestimate the other party.
Although this person's spiritual pressure didn't seem to be obvious, he had discussed the Buddhist Sect's cultivation method with Monk Hui Yuan back then. It was obvious that this person's cultivation was extremely profound. There was a Buddhist light protecting his body, just that he didn't show it off.
Since he had no direction for the time being, he might as well cooperate with someone else. He immediately returned the greeting and said, "This humble one is Yi Tian. I have no direction for the time being, so why don't we travel together? This way, we can take care of each other on the road."
The monk continued, "So it's Benefactor Yi. I wonder if the Southern Border's Wise King Saint has another identity?"
Yi Tian was startled, but soon after, he understood. He turned around and said with a smile, "I am Meng Huiyuan, but I have never paid a visit to Central Continent. I wonder if grandmaster is Sanskrit Temple's senior monk?"
"I'm Wuchen. Martial Nephew Huiyuan has been taken care of by the Holy Son. He's currently in seclusion. In the future, if fate allows, I would like to invite the Holy Son to visit our humble temple and discuss Buddhism together, "Monk Wu Chen said slowly.
Hearing this, Yi Tian only stared blankly. He had never cultivated Buddhism before, so how could he talk about discussing it? He immediately asked in confusion, "This humble one was born in a Daoist sect and has never cultivated Buddhism before. I'm afraid Grandmaster Wu Chen will be disappointed."
Wu Chen's face revealed a rare smile, "Benefactor need not decline. Since you've cultivated my Buddhist Sect's Corona Golden Sun Body, then you have fate with my Sanskrit Temple. Our humble temple will always open its doors for benefactor."
Only when he heard this did Yi Tian come to a realization. So it was this Daoist sect. Back then, he found the cultivation method in the Myriad Islands Sea Region. Right now, he had only just cultivated the Corona Golden Sun Body into a void image and the other party had already seen through it.
Soon after, he coughed to hide the shock in his heart and changed the topic, "I wonder why grandmaster has come this time?"
"Benefactor Yi, do you know why there are so many sources of demonic energy in this Great Desolate Mountain?" Wu Chen asked cheerfully.
"This humble one is also vexed about this matter. I wonder what the reason is?" Yi Tian asked back.
Wu Chen sighed and then slowly said, "A fierce battle once erupted in this Great Desolate Mountain several thousand years ago. At that time, it was a human cultivator against a powerful being from the demon race. At that time, although that powerful being died, the demonic seed in his body escaped into the depths of this mountain. Afterwards, the Great Desolate Mountain was sealed. However, every thousand years, the seal would weaken. Soon after, the large amount of demonic energy released by the demonic seed would flow out. "
Yi Tian said with a grave expression, "Since grandmaster knows so much about this, I presume Sanskrit Temple had a senior who participated in that great battle and sealed the demonic seed?"
Wu Chen smiled in understanding, "Benefactor's wisdom is indeed profound. You guessed it with just a few words. This humble one came for that seal. I just happened to come across benefactor who possesses my Buddhist Sect's Corona Golden Sun Body. This is the will of heaven. "
"Grandmaster, what do you mean?" Yi Tian was puzzled.
Wu Chen thought for a moment before saying, "In the depths of this Great Desolate Mountain, there is the Sanskrit Banner of Sanskrit Temple suppressing the demonic seed. Fellow cultivator, you can strengthen this treasure by cultivating my Buddhist Sect's Corona. This matter is related to the country and the common people. I hope Brother Yi won't decline."
Yi Tian revealed a bit of hesitation towards these words. However, seeing Wu Chen's sincere attitude, he could only bite the bullet and agree.
Seeing this, Monk Wu Chen pointed at the path up the mountain and said, "Fellow cultivator, please follow me." After saying that, he took the lead and transformed into a streak of golden light. Yi Tian also used an escape technique and followed closely behind with a flash of green light.
The path up the mountain wasn't long. The two of them used less than an hour to run to the mountainside in one breath. However, along the way, Yi Tian discovered that the surrounding demonic energy was becoming more and more serious. Even the vegetation was already covered with a layer of black demonic energy.
Even some of the spiritual herbs and precious materials had mutated after being demonic. If those demonic cultivators saw this, it would be a great opportunity. Casually picking something here and taking it out to trade with demonic cultivators would be very profitable.
Gradually, Wu Chen, who was leading the way, slowed down his speed. This was because bursts of demonic energy would invade them from time to time. The two of them had no choice but to open the protective shield and try their best to resist for a while. Then, they could only take advantage of the gap between the demonic energy to quickly move forward.
After more than two hours, the two of them slowly climbed to the top of the Great Desolate Mountain. Looking into the distance, there was a faint golden light shining in the Black Demon qi that was constantly gushing out from the top of the mountain.
However, the light spot was flickering, like a fishing boat sailing in a storm that would capsize at any time.
Seeing this, Wu Chen transmitted his voice, "That's the Sanskrit Banner. It has been suppressing the demonic seed for a long time, causing the Buddhist light on it to become dimmer and dimmer. If this continues, it will be eroded by the demonic energy and become a demonic weapon."
Following Wu Chen's voice, Yi Tian raised his head and used the 'Clear Spirit Dharma Eye' to take a look. Through the layers of Black Demon qi, he could see a dark seed about one inch in size on the top of the mountain. Above it was a golden banner that firmly suppressed it.
However, the demonic seed seemed to have taken root on the top of the mountain, constantly extracting the spiritual power of the Great Desolate Mountain and transforming it for its own use. The Sanskrit Banner, without the support of supernatural power, caused the demonic energy to leak out.
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