Slaying Demons: Starting with Upgrading my Calligraphy-Chapter 486 - 427: Mystic Monarch Passing the Sea_2
Meanwhile, other Primordial Spirit True Honors were simply unable to lock onto the Mystic Monarch’s position amidst the vast expanse of the Guixu Sea, watching helplessly as the sea levels rose steadily, swiftly reducing the land area.
Within the Sword Sect Ancestral Ground, a burst of white light suddenly shot forth. It traversed thousands of miles of mountains, rivers, and the vast sea, then, with an unstoppable sword strike, cut down the Mystic Monarch.
He was pinned firmly within the Sea Eye of Guixu, doomed never to transcend for eternity.
After that, every thousand years, the Mystic Monarch suppressed within the Haiyan would begin to stir violently.
The entire Guixu Sea would also become ever more dangerous during this time.
Countless indescribable horrors lurking beneath the sea would surface.
This is what is known as the "Mystic Monarch Passing the Sea."
After a pause, Liu Tai turned his head towards Qi Xiu, a hint of a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, "However, apart from the dangers, this phenomenon of the ’Mystic Monarch Passing the Sea’ does have some benefits."
"Benefits?" Qi Xiu showed a hint of surprise.
"When the Haiyan rages, it washes not only those horrors to the surface, but also treasures that had sunk to the seafloor, thought to be lost forever.
Yet compared to the dangers, the number of these treasures could be said to be one in ten thousand.
Before the news of the Guixu Sea was sealed off, every time the ’Mystic Monarch Passing the Sea’ occurred, many cultivators would come to harvest the sea, hoping to acquire some ancient treasures amidst these deadly risks."
"HUH," Liu Tai uttered softly, abruptly standing straight. His gaze turned to an especially fierce and surging wave.
A Jade Stone Chest, seemingly carved from jade and the size of a millstone, was tumbling in the dark, murky waters.
Its lustrous treasure light faintly formed a billowing ball of mysterious, multicolored magical flame. This flame sometimes shaped into a dragon, sometimes a phoenix, and at other times transformed into the shadows of myriad beasts, all wrapped in colorful radiance. It was extraordinarily eye-catching.
"That’s..."
"Judging by the aura, it seems like a fire elemental Magical Treasure."
"HISS, we were just talking about bad luck, yet here a Magical Treasure has been washed up right at the start of the ’Mystic Monarch Passing the Sea.’"
"What, you’ve got your eye on it?"
"TCH, who would complain about having too many Magical Treasures?"
The appearance of the Jade Stone Chest naturally attracted the attention of many Dao Experts. But although the treasure was desirable, it was a hundred miles away from the Dragon Whale Giant Ship.
Now, during the ’Mystic Monarch Passing the Sea,’ the dangers and terrors in the sea were more than a hundred times greater than usual.
Without absolute certainty, even a Dao Expert could hardly emerge unscathed once they fell into the sea.
"Since everyone is being so courteous, then I, Old Chuxiong, shall not stand on ceremony."
Just as everyone’s eyes, eager and hesitant, were fixed on the Jade Stone Chest, a man leapt onto the ship’s railing. He wore a loose robe, was bare-chested, had a bristly beard like steel pins, and a carefree smile.
"Chuxiong, be careful! Don’t end up treasure-less and feed the fish instead."
Someone from the crowd who seemed to know the bearded man taunted with a laugh.
"HEH HEH HEH! The fish that can eat me hasn’t even been born yet!"
With a hearty laugh, Chuxiong leaped. Roiling waves sprang from beneath his feet as he walked on the water. The tumultuous foam from his steps collided with the Guixu Sea’s surging waves yet held its own, protecting him as he strode forward.
"Chuxiong, leader of the Blackwater Chain Forts. I didn’t expect him to join the excitement," someone in the crowd remarked.
Resting his chin on one hand, Liu Tai revealed the identity of this leader: "The Blackwater Chain Forts."
Hearing this name, Qi Xiu’s eyebrows lifted slightly. "The Blackwater Chain Forts that claim to be righteous outlaws of the Cloud Heavens?"
"Yes, you’ve heard of them?"
"I’ve heard a bit. It’s said they are an organization that loves to deal with the mortal world, ruling over the three rivers, five lakes, and ten connected bodies of water in Fujian. A unique entity that operates in both light and shadow.
On one hand, they engage in the dark deeds of robbing the cargo ships of traveling cultivators. On the other, they are responsible for clearing their waterways of all Demonic Evil Cultivators.
They have an ambiguous relationship with the County Yamen of Fujian.
This leader is said to have connections with the Military Governor of Fujian, a man with no small background."
"Wow, you sure know a lot. Old Chuxiong wasn’t on the list for this mission. But I heard his only son was severely injured in an accident, damaging his soul foundation. He’s been unresponsive ever since, practically a living dead.
He volunteered to go to the Southern Ming Wasteland this time, probably making a deal with the Dao Alliance. He’ll retrieve the sword, and in exchange, they’ll cure his son.
Alas, there’s nothing a parent wouldn’t do for their child. At his age, and not from Ancient Sect Nobility, getting involved in this task... the odds are he’s facing more danger than fortune." 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺
Gazing at Chuxiong’s figure, Liu Tai sighed softly.
Although the journey to the Southern Ming Wasteland was embarked upon with a large and powerful contingent, deploying hundreds of Dao Experts, it didn’t mean there were opportunities to muddy the waters and shirk their responsibilities without making an effort.
The Southern Ming Wasteland, the Sky Origin Forbidden Land, was an inherently perilous place.
Add to that, the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains had also sent a substantial number of Demon Kings. Their numbers even outnumbered Dao Alliance forces by thirty percent. This was why the Dao Alliance only demanded Ancient Sect Nobility send Dao Experts and didn’t forcefully require other sects and noble families to do the same.
Without sufficient formidable resources, even if Dao Experts went, it would be a death sentence.
Although Chuxiong was also a Dao Expert, a place like the Blackwater Chain Forts simply couldn’t compare with the Ancient Sect Nobility.
This was further compounded by the fact that Chuxiong was advanced in age, and his combat power was already on the decline.
If he were actually in the Southern Ming Wasteland, the threat of death could descend upon him at any moment.
That was why, while other Dao Experts were watching the Jade Stone Chest, he took the risk to make a move.
Firstly, he himself embodied the Dao of water, and most of his True Scriptures and Dharma Gates were related to water. Faced with the highly dangerous Guixu Sea, he indeed had methods to cope.
Secondly, should he retrieve that Jade Stone Chest, he would gain an additional Magical Treasure, thereby increasing his power.
BOOM——
The waves surged, one higher than the last. The dark, murky seawater obscured the skies, and the pulsating shadows seemed as if they would submerge the heavens and the earth.
Standing on the turbulent waves, Chuxiong slowly lost the smile on his face, a trace of seriousness emerging.
Standing on the ship, one could only feel the oppressive despair of this stretch of sea. But standing above this sea area now, one could truly sense the boundless horror and fright.
A hundred li distance was a mere thought away for a Dao Expert in ordinary times. But at this moment, Chuxiong did not dare to act rashly. Below the murky, dark waters in front of him, shadows flitted rapidly. Countless gazes, almost imperceptible, continuously scanned him, ready to pounce.
Take the gamble!
With a determined clench of his teeth, Chuxiong took a deep breath. Instantly, the phantom of a deity emerged behind him—hunched over, with crimson hair and ink-black eyes, holding a steel trident, and standing on rolling waves.
Daoist Spirit—Water-Splitting Wave-Treading General!
Summoning the Daoist Spirit and pushing his own aura to its peak, Chuxiong’s robes billowed. His gaze fixed, his form instantly transformed into a wave that rushed towards the Jade Stone Chest.
BANG!
Almost at the very instant Chuxiong moved, the water around him exploded. A dozen figures with long black scales, protruding fangs, and extremely burly bodies, each movement carrying the force of the tides, fiercely lunged at Chuxiong.
"Sea-Fiend Spirits!" someone who recognized the black-scaled figures couldn’t help but exclaim softly.
"Old man Chu is going to be in trouble," Liu Tai, beside Qi Xiu, remarked at the same time. It seemed these dozen or so suddenly appearing Sea-Fiend Spirits were indeed enough to threaten Chuxiong, a Dao Expert.
And sure enough!
As soon as Liu Tai’s words fell, the dozen Sea-Fiend Spirits had already pounced right in front of Chuxiong. Their mouths howling viciously, their yin energy rolling out, their ferocious fists exploded forth with tangible force, forming a barrier that entrapped Chuxiong and stirred up a storm of a million layers!
With his physical body trapped, the Daoist Spirit Water-Splitting Wave-Treading General behind Chuxiong suddenly raised its hand. Lifting the steel trident, it caused waves to roar and rage wildly, tearing through the fabric of space.
With one strike of the trident, the terrifying sweeping and grinding power instantly tore those dozen Sea-Fiend Spirits into bloody mist and pulp.
But before Chuxiong could even relax his expression, the Sea-Fiend Spirits, which had just been violently killed, resurrected in an eerie manner and appeared again. Their auras, even more intense and tyrannical, surged towards him.
"Sea-Fiend Spirits, the most troublesome oddities of the Guixu Sea. Immortal and indestructible, no one can kill them except a Primordial Spirit True Honor.
Each time they are killed, their power surges by ten percent.
Moreover, these Sea-Fiend Spirits contain extremely turbid sea resentment in their bodies. Once it invades the body, it not only corrodes the physical body and infects the soul but also triggers the pull of the Guixu Sea.
Even if one doesn’t die from the poison, the accumulation of toxins will cause them to be forcibly dragged to the bottom of the Guixu Sea."
As he explained the vexing nature of these Sea-Fiend Spirits, Liu Tai glanced over at the crowd.
Among them were those who were familiar with Chuxiong, even friends.
Yet now, with old Chuxiong caught in crisis, these people showed no intention of intervening.
TSK TSK. How true it is that cultivators are the most heartless.
