Chapter 190
Chapter 190
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Translator: Ace
Chapter: [Number]
Chapter Title: Blood Demon Island Emerges
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Three days later, at the edge of the Turbulent Flow Sea.
“Damn it, that scared the hell out of me!”
Ying Tongshou stood above the bow of the ship, staring at the so-called “Nascent Soul cultivators” from the Biyang Cultivation World who had been cut down by his subordinates. In a fit of rage, he kicked the corpses several times.
He had actually thought at first that there were mighty experts overseas too!
Who would have thought they were all just posers!
With that thought, he glanced once more toward the nearby horizon. There, twelve beams of brilliant light shot straight into the sky, carrying no small amount of grandeur.
They were none other than the twelve great cultivators of the Immortal Alliance.
The two sides had clashed fiercely at the outset. If Ying Tongshou hadn’t appeared and revealed his mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation, he might not have been able to suppress them.
Ying Tongshou pondered inwardly. Twelve proxy Foundation Establishment holders sounded impressive, but they were really nothing special. At their core, they relied on treasures for their status—much like the [official position] on his own body. Take away their treasures, and they’d revert to their original forms. Their combat prowess wasn’t even top-tier within the same realm.
“The key is still that wondrous treasure.”
He had clashed with Old Lin earlier. To block his divine ability, the other man had activated the [Imperial Mansion Golden Seal Tushita True Edict], which Ying Tongshou had naturally spotted.
“That’s a fine treasure!”
“If I can get my hands on it and present it to the court, I might even earn another first-grade official title—become a third-grade general and gain entry to the hall for deliberations from then on.”
That thought set Ying Tongshou’s heart ablaze.
But he soon calmed himself and turned to survey his surroundings. Suddenly, his brows furrowed. The scene before him was somewhat shocking.
A stretch of sea, divided into four directions.
His own group held the east. To the south stood Ye Xingfeng alone. The west belonged to a crowd of merged Dao experts from the Biyang Cultivation World.
Weren’t there rather too many people?
“There are even Buddhist cultivators.”
Ying Tongshou shifted his gaze and spotted a bald head emerging from the crowd in a corner.
“Amitabha.”
Amid the crowd, Guang Ming wiped away cold sweat while silently chanting a Buddha’s invocation. He desperately wanted to flee, but a single thought pinned him firmly in place.
*‘I’ve only been overseas a few years, and now such a massive secret realm appears right here. Clearly, this place is fated with me. I have to go in and take a look. From the looks of it, this is probably the work of a late Foundation Establishment great true person—plenty of treasures to go around. Even if I can’t have the meat, I should at least get some soup.’*
Thoughts like these kept spawning endlessly.
In that instant, Guang Ming’s eyes brimmed with greed. Yet behind the greed lingered one final thread of clarity—and bone-chilling terror.
*‘No! This isn’t me!’*
*‘With a lineup like this, I should be running for my life... No, I’m a Bodhisattva—why would I run? No, no, how could I be a Bodhisattva?’*
In that moment, the joy Guang Ming had felt upon ascending to abbot of the [Dragon-Subduing Temple] vanished without a trace.
Because he had figured out the reason.
The Pure Land Buddhist cultivation method: the World Honored One controlled the Bodhisattvas, and the Bodhisattvas in turn controlled the Arhats. Right now, his “true self” was transforming into the [Treasure Vase Water Moon Bodhisattva]!
This wasn’t karma manipulation—it was far more direct control.
Whatever the [Treasure Vase Water Moon Bodhisattva] wanted Guang Ming to do, he would do it. After all, these were “his” own thoughts—what could be wrong with that?
The fact that Guang Ming could even sense something off was thanks to his exceptionally strong self-awareness.
To him, this sort of “adventurous” behavior simply wasn’t his style. No matter how much he tried to convince himself it was “me,” a faint sense of dissonance always remained.
Alas, it was ultimately the Bodhisattva’s will.
Thus, as time passed, Guang Ming’s expression gradually settled into calm. His earlier struggles faded away entirely, leaving only greed and foolishness.
Just then, the Foundation Establishment true persons present all raised their heads.
High in the firmament, a streak of black light appeared out of nowhere—like a spark from a star. Yet in the blink of an eye, it swelled against the wind, spreading across the sky like ink splashed on paper.
In an instant, spiritual energy erupted chaotically!
A dim, pitch-black radiance spread from within the Foundation Establishment realm. Abruptly, a deafening roar thundered through heaven and earth.
“Boom!”
The spiritual tide exploded, the five elements intertwining to form all manner of spiritual mists. Then, a majestic mountain shadow slowly materialized into the world.
As the mountain shadow took form, an immense suppressive force descended from above. Aside from Ye Xingfeng—whose sword qi flared autonomously around him, unaffected—Ying Tongshou, Guang Ming, and even the Immortal Alliance’s merged Dao great cultivators all felt their bodies sink sharply, as if mired in quicksand.
“What a formidable secret realm!”
Ying Tongshou’s face filled with shock.
“Even just the innate suppression of the secret realm feels almost comparable to an innate divine ability.”
Before long, the glow faded.
The towering peak plunged straight into the Turbulent Flow Sea, churning massive waves from every direction. It fully revealed itself to the onlookers, yet for the moment, no one dared make a move.
“Is this the [Blood Demon Island]?”
Ye Xingfeng hovered in midair, pinching his fingers to divine. The karma indeed pointed to the majestic peak before him, but something still felt off.
His painstakingly forged sword heart issued an autonomous warning.
This mountain... it looked a bit familiar?
Ye Xingfeng’s brows knit tightly. In the past, he might have pondered deeply and investigated thoroughly. But now, he quickly abandoned the notion.
“On second thought, a sword heart warning is normal. After all, this is a secret realm laid by a late Foundation Establishment great true person—no danger would be the real anomaly. In any case, that witch-ghost successor must have slipped inside. The priority is finding him first and slaying him to end the threat forever!”
With that, Ye Xingfeng hesitated no longer.
Clang——!
A sword cry rang out across the heavens. Ye Xingfeng merged into sword light, his figure vanishing in an instant as he charged straight into the black mountain.
With someone taking the lead, the others cast aside their reservations.
Ying Tongshou followed close behind. The Immortal Alliance’s merged Dao great cultivators hurried after. Only Guang Ming trailed at the rear—but even he entered the mountain amid his struggles.
Lu Yang watched the entire scene unfold.
“They’ve finally taken the bait!” Lu Yang exhaled deeply, a savage grin twisting his face.
Half the victory was already his!
Now, he could use the hand scroll to contact Pure Clarity Flying Snow True Lord—to have the True Lord unleash a massive strike and wipe them all out in one fell swoop!
But Lu Yang soon steadied his emotions, regaining his composure.
His eyes narrowed slightly, gleaming with hawk-like vigilance and wolfish cunning, thick with vengeful intent.
“No rush. That Dao calamity hasn’t shown up yet.”
Lu Yang hadn’t forgotten his primary target.
Clearing his personal karma was important, of course—but even more crucial was borrowing the True Lord’s hand to uncover the secrets of first-grade true qi in the Biyang Cultivation World.
Thus, the Dao calamity belonging to the Innate True Person was the key.
“As long as I confirm the cultivation method and hidden dangers of first-grade true qi, next time I restart, I can return to the first anchor point, switch to a new Dao base, and cultivate anew.”
On top of that, the Fortune Daoist hadn’t appeared either.
“That sly old fox never showed in the last life either—who knows where he’s hiding. Wonder if I can fish him out this time and take him down for good.”
Moreover, with so many people present, their possessions were sure to include fine treasures. But if he let Flying Snow True Lord strike directly, the Holy Sect’s ethos meant nothing would be left for him. How could he justify not looting everything he could first, after setting up this trap?
Once the True Lord acted, the spoils would all be the True Lord’s.
But before the True Lord acted, whatever he could grab was his!
Especially the techniques of the Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion—he had coveted them for ages.
“Wealth and honor are sought amid peril. With the True Lord as backup, what’s there to fear?”
No sooner said than done!
With that, Lu Yang locked onto a specific sector of [Mountain-Embracing]. He then cast [Determine Kinship and Distance], riding a beam of escaping light as he sped away.