I Have A Martial Dao World-Chapter 430 - : 430. "Heavenly Demon Form" condenses again
Chapter 430: 430. “Heavenly Demon Form” condenses again
The sudden call from the Joyful Bodhisattva plunged the arena into immediate chaos.
Even the three Great Grandmasters of the Imperial Court were affected, with their vital blood essence in turmoil inside their bodies, desperately needing to vent out.
“Wench, what are you doing!”
The three were caught off guard and fumbled in panic. At the same time, they were somewhat puzzled — internal strife had erupted before even laying eyes on the treasure.
However, this did not stop them from joining forces to quell this threat. Rulers have an innate disdain for cult-like Spirit Refiners.
But the Joyful Bodhisattva, seizing the momentum, conjured above her head a goddess apparition wrapped in ribbons, the very “Aspect of Joy”.
The “Aspect of Joy,” along with its master, let out a seductive moan that cut to the bone, its sound waves enveloping the entire arena.
At this moment, many martial artists with weaker wills suddenly howled in convulsions, their crotches soaked in wetness.
They quickly withered away until their entire Divine Souls were sucked into the “Aspect of Joy”.
At the same moment, Lin Mengsheng made a bold move!
He was dead set on obtaining an artifact from Emperor Qin’s Mausoleum and chose to manifest his heart’s image directly.
A five-meter-diameter golden lotus suddenly condensed out of thin air.
“The six paths and seven calamities descend into reincarnation, offering a golden lotus to the five turbid evil worlds!”
The teachings of the Golden Lotus Sect, inherited from the Pure Land Sect, maintain that when the “five turbid evil worlds” collapse to their limit, they will be renewed, and golden lotuses will emerge to open the gates to the ultimate Pure Land.
This sect’s Spirit Refining Method is unique, adept at gathering the sorrow, pain, and death emotions from sentient beings amid a chaotic world.
Thus, Lin Mengsheng’s golden lotus heart image was full of toxic wishes that sullied the Divine Soul, sharing a subtle similarity with Lu Yao’s “Blade of Freedom”.
The golden lotus flew to mid-air and suddenly bloomed, spreading the intense toxicity of wishes throughout the beautiful scene of shimmering golden light.
Several lower-cultivated martial artists were affected, their bodies rapidly decaying and festering with pus-filled boils, oozing foul-smelling fluids, a clear sign of the five declines of man and god.
In the face of the vicious attacks from two Spirit Refining Manifest Holiness powerhouses, the three Great Grandmasters quickly retreated, unwilling to engage with these sinister things.
The rest of the crowd also scrambled to avoid them at all costs, keeping their distance.
Such disgusting methods of attack are the reason why sects have been severely suppressed throughout the dynasties, all due to their own doing.
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Seizing the opportunity, the Joyful Bodhisattva and Lin Mengsheng, along with three to five of their true disciples, dashed like lightning toward the palace gates.
As soon as they entered the protective area of the mercury moat, the Joyful Bodhisattva’s trusted disciple—the Holy Maiden Yun Qinglan—took out a cylindrical jade object from her bosom and held it high.
This jade object was bright yellow, indeed a “Jade Gui”, a ritual jade used by emperors during sacrificial ceremonies.
Yun Qinglan channeled the wishes within, and the mercury moat merely rippled before becoming still, allowing the group to cross without any trouble!
Once they reached a safe area, Lin Mengsheng looked at the Jade Gui with surprise and said, “Offering the cang jade to heaven, the yellow cong to earth… Is this a dynastic ritual object of the Qin Dynasty!?”
The Joyful Bodhisattva chuckled, “The Qin people made six pieces of jade to worship heaven, earth, and the four directions; this was used by The First Emperor of Qin during the sacrifice to the ‘God of Cave Heaven Lake,’ and I was fortunate to acquire it.”
Her words were simple, but Lin Mengsheng felt a chill in his heart, thinking: The Joyful Sect is rumored to have its roots in the Tang Dynasty, even Wu Zetian was one of their Jade Maidens; their heritage is indeed tremendously profound!
He probed discreetly, “The Bodhisattva seems well-prepared for this exploration of Emperor Qin’s mausoleum.”
The Joyful Bodhisattva glanced at him and said coldly,
“Sect Leader Lin need not concern himself with too much, I have little interest in the treasures of the Underground Palace. You just need to help me deal with that wench Lan Yuyuan, and you can choose first from the rest.”
“Then I shall happily follow your command,” said Lin Mengsheng, determined to obtain the “Bai Heng” that could prolong life.
Outside the mercury moat, seeing two groups burst in, Zeng Bohan was furious, “Hurry! Deploy the heavy artillery and bombard this moat at full force! We will also make our move simultaneously!”
“General Zeng, please be patient,” said Zhang Wenda calmly, his voice icy cold, “We’ll surround the Underground Palace, and if they can, let them never come out for the rest of their lives!”
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After Lu Yao’s family entered, they saw the majestic and exquisitely built halls of Epang Palace laid out in succession, covering an area of at least 30 miles.
The roads were nearly a hundred meters wide, paved with solid stone, flat and broad.
From time to time, groups of Mercury Armored Soldiers, three zhang (approximately thirty feet) tall, would patrol along the palace, taking uniform steps and holding long halberds high.
But they were oblivious to Lu Yao’s family, completely indifferent.
Now, the family was essentially in a treasure trove, yet they had no time to look around because their primary mission was to rescue people.
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However, since The Empress Dowager had taken hostages, she must have had some use for them; at this moment, it was highly likely that several people from the Wudang Sect, including Zhang Yunshu, were still alive.
“This place is too big. Fran, fly up and scout the route~”
Lu Yao, with his divine soul possessing her, steered the Lake Sword to fly up high for a better view.
Initially, Fran was very opposed to Lu Yao entering her body, but at this moment, she obediently yielded control, allowing him to do as he pleased.
From up high, everything was in clear view. The largest structures included the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Orchid Pond Palace, and the Sacrifice Altar…
Back on the ground, Lu Yao said, “There’s a Hall of Supreme Harmony at the very center, the most magnificent of them all. Let’s go there and take a look.”
None of the women had any objections and they headed straight for the most magnificent palace along the broad and flat road.
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The destination for Lu Yao’s family—The Hall of Supreme Harmony, was preceded by an immense plaza.
The plaza was paved with white jade slabs and was currently occupied by tens of thousands of three-zhang-tall silver guards, arranged in four battle formations encircling the Hall of Supreme Harmony. It was clear that they were protecting it.
At this very moment, the current Empress Dowager—Lan Yuyuan, stood with a frosty expression five kilometers away.
The “Great Wall Legion” guarding The First Emperor of Qin was far superior to those senseless guards outside, not only more powerful but also possessed a hint of Spirit Wisdom to discern friend from foe.
The Empress Dowager did everything she could but was unable to advance any further! However, pressed for time, she knew her senior sister would soon catch up. When that happened, the two would engage in a complete confrontation of body and soul, and the victor would gain everything!
But The Empress Dowager didn’t have much confidence, being a “Jade Maiden” of the Joyful Sect, she knew better than anyone the secret techniques of her Sect could counter the Martial Golden Body.
“First, I need to concentrate and manifest the Aspect of Joy! Kill everyone else, and all of this will be mine!”
At that moment, The Empress Dowager was holding two people, one hand carrying Emperor Yong’an and the other astonishingly holding Bai Lu, one of the Seven Disciples of Wudang.
This female Taoist, accompanying her master to gain experience, had the misfortune of falling into enemy hands.
The Empress Dowager lifted her up and, without a word, broke her two fingers. The crisp sound was mixed with a suppressed groan of pain.
“Zhang Yunshu, you have half an hour to set up the formation. Otherwise, I’ll take your beloved disciple’s head,” The Empress Dowager threatened.
“Witch!” Zhang Yunshu was both angry and anxious, but with the situation out of his control, he could only let out a long sigh and say, “Your Majesty… I am sorry!”
Emperor Yong’an clearly wanted to say something, but with only his eyes capable of moving, he was powerless to act.
He suddenly felt a strong sense of regret, wondering why he hadn’t focused all his efforts on martial arts!
What use were righteousness, prestige, and power? Only one’s own strength was fundamental!
Unfortunately, he realized this truth too late…
The group arrived at the southern side of The Hall of Supreme Harmony at the “Sacrifice Altar,” a place solely for The First Emperor of Qin to pray and make sacrifices.
The First Emperor had swept across the lands with the residual power of six generations, and this place was imbued with an enormous amount of the Dynasty’s Will!
At that moment, as Zhang Yunshu formed the Formation, The Empress Dowager channeled that will into Emperor Yong’an’s body and then absorbed it herself, astonishingly using Emperor Yong’an as a bridge and medium to neutralize the will.
This was no easy feat—akin to injecting sulfuric acid directly into the veins.
Along with Emperor Yong’an’s piercing screams, the familiar form of the “Heavenly Demon” once again began to take shape in the void!
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