NIP Chapter 674 Searching for Xing Tian's Head
Chapter 674 Searching for Xing Tian's Head
The gods and immortals looked at each other, then lowered their heads, eyes downcast, as if they hadn't heard anything.
Are you kidding me?
Go capture Yang Jian?
Even Li Tianwang, a Great Luo Golden Immortal, was instantly defeated in one move. Wouldn't these Taiyi Golden Immortals and Golden Immortals just be offering themselves up as food?
What's more, that kid has that ruthless Niu Ben standing behind him!
Who would dare to provoke this bad luck?
Seeing the timid and hesitant appearance of his ministers, Haotian sneered inwardly, but his face revealed an even more "disappointed" and "angry" expression.
"Good! Good! Good!"
He said "good" three times in a row, the chill in his voice almost freezing the entire Lingxiao Palace.
"Such a vast Heavenly Court, ruling over the Three Realms and governing all living beings, yet now, not even a single rebel dares to be captured!"
His words were full of sarcasm, causing the assembled officials below to blush with embarrassment, wishing they could disappear into the ground.
Haotian slowly stood up from the throne, put his hands behind his back, and paced back and forth, his face showing an expression of "extreme confusion" and "having no other choice".
a long time.
As if he had made up his mind, he suddenly stomped his foot and said in a deep voice.
"Since you are all useless, then I have no choice but to seek outside help!"
He turned around, looked westward, and his voice carried a hint of helplessness and resolve.
"Issue my decree!"
"May Venus, my special envoy, depart immediately for the Western Paradise."
"We beg the two sages of the Western Sect to intervene and assist our Heavenly Court in subduing this scoundrel and upholding the Heavenly Rules!"
boom!
These words were no less powerful than a bolt of divine thunder from chaos, which resounded loudly within the Lingxiao Palace!
All the immortals and gods suddenly raised their heads and looked at Haotian with disbelief.
Please...please ask the Western Church for help?
Your Majesty, are you not crazy?
The Heavenly Court is the orthodox authority of Taoism and the leader of the Xuanmen (mysterious sect).
Although both Western religions are sects of saints, they have always kept to themselves and Taoism, and there have even been some unpleasant things between them.
Now, in order to deal with a mere Yang Jian, you actually have to lower yourself to beg those two Western saints who, under the guise of "saving all living beings," are poaching people from all over the place?
If this gets out, what will become of the Heavenly Court's reputation? What will become of the Daoist sect's reputation?
"Your Majesty, you mustn't!"
An elderly minister with white hair and beard immediately knelt down and tearfully remonstrated with him.
"Those two Western Saints have always coveted the fortunes of the East. To let them interfere would be tantamount to inviting wolves into the house! Your Majesty, please reconsider!"
"Yes, Your Majesty! This matter requires careful consideration!"
Immediately, the crowd inside the hall was agitated, and voices of opposition rose and fell.
However, Haotian simply looked at them coldly.
"Should we take a longer-term view?"
"Inviting a wolf into the house?"
"Then you'd better come up with a solution for me!"
"Who can bring Yang Jian back to me? Who can uphold the dignity of the Heavenly Court?"
His series of questions silenced all dissenting voices.
Yes, that sounds nice.
But who will go?
Should you go, or should I go?
Looking at the ministers who had fallen silent once again, a barely perceptible hint of mockery flashed in Haotian's eyes.
"My mind is made up on this matter! There is no need for further discussion!"
He waved his sleeve and said in an unquestionable manner.
"Venus, receive the decree!"
Venus sighed inwardly, knowing that His Majesty was determined.
He could only bow and accept the order.
"I... obey your order."
A perfect drama, dragging the Western religion into the mess, officially began under Haotian's personal direction.
And at this moment, he is the other protagonist in this grand drama.
Yang Jian was already standing at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.
Yang Jian sped along without encountering any further obstacles.
He knew that his uncle's "first wave of assistance" had been successfully completed.
Before Heaven sends reinforcements, he will have a relatively peaceful period.
This period of time was the best opportunity for him to find the War God Axe and enhance his own strength.
When he finally arrived at the territory of Buzhou Mountain, even though he had prepared himself mentally, he was still deeply shocked by the scene before him.
In the distance, the sky appears as a broken piece of heaven.
A majestic and towering mountain, whose grandeur defies description, rose abruptly from the earth, only to be violently broken in halfway up by an unparalleled force!
The broken edge was as smooth as a mirror, yet it exuded an ancient and undying aura of malevolence.
It's as if you can still see the tragic and resolute scene of Gonggong, the water god, crashing headfirst into the pillar of heaven in despair.
The entire Buzhou Mountain range was shrouded in a hazy, malevolent aura.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth here is extremely thin. Instead, there is a terrifying aura that is so dense that it cannot be dissolved. It is a mixture of the resentment of the endless dead souls of the Lich and Demon races and the pressure emanating from the spine of Pangu itself.
The earth was dark red, as if it had been soaked in blood for millions of years.
The mountains are rugged and barren.
The air was filled with a desolate, deathly, vast, and ancient atmosphere.
Ordinary immortals, let alone entering it, would likely lose their Dao heart and suffer a qi deviation just from the outer perimeter, if they were hit by this aura.
However, standing here, Yang Jian felt a strange...familiarity?
The Nine Revolutions Profound Technique within his body began to operate uncontrollably on its own the moment it came into contact with this aura!
The malevolent energy and oppressive aura that other immortals would regard as deadly poison surged into his body, but instead of causing any harm, it was like the purest tonic, which was quickly absorbed and refined by his cultivation technique, and transformed into the purest energy to temper his body!
"Great place!"
A brilliant light flashed in Yang Jian's eyes.
Uncle Zhao is right, this place is indeed a supreme treasure land for cultivating the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique!
Just standing on the outskirts for a while, he felt his realm, which had just broken through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal and was still somewhat unstable, rapidly stabilizing.
The strength of the physical body is slowly increasing in a way that is almost imperceptible but real.
Yang Jian took a deep breath, inhaling the cold and violent aura into his lungs, feeling a sense of comfort in every one of his 48,000 pores.
Without further hesitation, he strode forward and walked straight into the ancient mountain range shrouded in endless malevolent energy.
……
at the same time.
The two saints, Jieyin and Zhunti, sat high on the twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit, their appearances solemn and dignified.
Below, a group of Bodhisattvas and Arhats stood on both sides, listening to the sage preach.
Suddenly, the Sage Zhunti stopped preaching, and a smile of interest appeared on his face, which had been etched with years of suffering.
"Senior brother, there's going to be a good show in the East."
The guiding saint slowly opened his eyes, his eyes showing neither sorrow nor joy.
"Junior brother, you mean Yang Jian, Niu Ben's disciple?"
"Exactly."
Sage Zhunti laughed and said, "This boy is quite like his master. He has stirred up the Heavenly Court as soon as he came out of the mountain. Now, that brat Haotian has actually sent someone to my West to ask for help."
Upon hearing this, the Western Sect disciples below were all moved.
A Bodhisattva stepped forward, clasped his hands in prayer, and asked, "May I ask, Your Majesty, what brings Haotian here?"
Saint Zhunti glanced at his prized disciple, whom he had just recruited from the Daoist sect, and said with a smile, "What else could it be? It's because Haotian can't defeat his nephew and wants us to help him subdue the demon."
"Yang Jian is merely a Great Luo Golden Immortal, why would he need the great sage to come?" Kasyapa asked, somewhat puzzled.
"Hehe, behind him stands Niu Ben," the Sage Zhunti said meaningfully.
"Niu Ben..."
Upon hearing this name, the Western Sect disciples present all changed their expressions slightly.
They naturally knew how terrifying this bull was, having experienced it firsthand.
"Does the sage mean that Heaven wants to use the power of the West to deal with Niu Ben?" Ananda quickly understood the key point.
"Haotian has certainly played his cards right," the Sage Zhunti sneered. "He wants us to fight Niu Ben to the death so he can reap the benefits."
"So... how should we deal with this?"
"Of course! Why wouldn't we?" The smile on Sage Zhunti's face grew even brighter. "This is a perfect opportunity for the Heavenly Court to intervene in the affairs of the East, delivered right to our doorstep! It's also a sign of the great prosperity of the West!"
He looked at Jieyin and asked, "Senior brother, what do you think?"
The Sage who guided the way still looked distressed, and slowly nodded.
"good."
A single word set the tone for Western religion.
……
Yang Jian was completely unaware of the turmoil in the outside world and paid no attention to it.
At this moment, he had already ventured hundreds of miles into the Buzhou Mountains.
The further you go in, the stronger the oppressive aura of Pangu and the fierce energy become.
His physical body was being tempered constantly under the influence of the cultivation technique, growing stronger every minute and every second.
This feeling captivated him completely.
At the same time, his divine sense spread out in all directions, carefully exploring every inch of the surrounding land.
He is searching.
Search for the Great Witch Xingtian, who has been sealed away for countless years, and the War God's Axe that can help him split Mount Peach!
Suddenly, Yang Jian stopped abruptly.
His third eye on his forehead suddenly opened, and a beam of golden light shot towards a huge valley to his left front.
There, he sensed a fighting spirit that was completely different from the surrounding malevolent energy, yet purer and more ferocious...
That fighting spirit soared into the sky. Although it was suppressed by layers of restrictions, it was still unyielding, as if it wanted to tear a hole in the sky!
found it!
That fighting spirit was pure, domineering, and indomitable, like a peerless weapon about to be unsheathed. Even across the vast distance and layers of restrictions, it still made the blood in Yang Jian's body subtly boil.
right here!
The place where Xingtian was sealed!
With a sense of security, Yang Jian didn't hesitate any longer. In a flash, he transformed into a streak of light and sped off towards the valley.
The entrance to the valley was shrouded in a dense gray aura. From the outside, it looked ordinary and no different from any other forbidden place in the Buzhou Mountains.
If Yang Jian hadn't possessed the Heavenly Eye, which allowed him to perceive the source and directly lock onto that soaring battle intent, it would have been impossible to discover the anomaly here using only his divine sense.
He did not rush in, but stopped a hundred feet away from the valley entrance.
The third eye on his forehead shone with golden light, shattering all illusions before him.
In his field of vision, the seemingly ordinary aura of malevolence instantly changed its appearance.
In the void, countless extremely complex runes, like swimming fish, intertwined and formed an enormous array.
This formation draws upon the power of the stars in the heavens and connects with the evil energy of the earth, forming its own world and perfectly concealing and sealing off the entire valley.
Above the formation, demonic energy soared into the sky, carrying an ancient and domineering aura belonging to the ancient demon race.
"A simplified version of the Zhou Tian Star Array?" Yang Jian raised an eyebrow slightly.
Although the formation before us is far less terrifying than the legendary complete version of the Zhou Tian Star Array, which requires 365 Great Luo Demon Gods wielding Star Banners to set up, its core concept is the same.
Clearly, this was a restriction personally set up by the Demon Emperor Di Jun to seal Xing Tian's head.
"Interesting," Yang Jian muttered to himself.
So many years have passed, and the Lich War and the Investiture of the Gods have taken place, with the Three Realms undergoing several changes.
Because this great formation was hidden deep in the remote and dangerous Buzhou Mountain, it remained largely untouched and retained most of its power.
Judging from the aura flowing through the formation, its power is enough to easily annihilate any intruder below the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.
Even an ordinary early-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal would likely be trapped inside if they tried to force their way in, exhausting their magical power and ultimately being reduced to ashes by the endless star energy.
but……
This might be an insurmountable barrier for others.
But for Yang Jian, it meant nothing.
"If it were the complete Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Formation, I'd have to be somewhat wary. This version, cut and censored countless times, thinks it can stop me?"
A cold smile curled at the corner of Yang Jian's mouth.
He has two choices.
First, use force to break the law.
Relying on his cultivation as a Great Luo Golden Immortal, combined with the terrifying physical body of the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique, he directly blasted open the great formation in the most savage way.
Simple, direct, and efficient.
However, the noise would be too great, and it might damage the things sealed inside the formation.
Second, use skill to break the formation.
Every formation has its core and key points. As long as you find the weak point of the formation, you can dismantle it at the lowest cost.
This requires extremely high mastery of formations and powerful deduction abilities.
Yang Jian, on the other hand, has both.
The Nine Revolutions Profound Technique he cultivated contained profound truths and encompassed all things.
What's more, he also has a third eye!
Break through illusions and see the true source!
A mere ancient, unmanaged formation is utterly exposed before him.
"Let me see just how good Emperor Dijun's work really is."
Once Yang Jian made up his mind, the third eye on his forehead shone brightly!
He didn't rush to take action, but instead focused all his attention on the vision of his Heavenly Eye, carefully observing and deducing the operating rules of the great formation before him.
Time slips away, bit by bit.
A stick of incense...
One hour...
Yang Jian's figure stood motionless at the entrance of the valley, like a statue.
In his divine eye, the entire trajectory of the star array composed of billions of runes, the direction of energy flow, and even the changes in strength of every tiny node began to become crystal clear.
Finally, after several hours of calculations...
Yang Jian's eyes suddenly lit up!
found it!
In the southeast of the entire formation, there is a void node that looks no different from other places. It is the hub where all the power of the entire formation flows and converges!
It is also the core of the great formation, and at the same time, the most vulnerable point!
Once this place is destroyed, the entire formation will collapse instantly, like a building without a foundation!
The next moment, he moved.
The three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand emitted a clear, melodious dragon's roar.
He did not unleash any earth-shattering aura, but instead poured all his pure and powerful Great Luo magic into the tip of his blade, condensing it into a single point of extreme cold light.
"break!"
A soft shout.
Yang Jian's figure vanished from the spot in an instant.
When he reappeared, he was already in front of the array node that he had locked onto.
The three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand carried a sharp aura that could pierce through everything and sever all laws. Without the slightest hesitation, he thrust it forward fiercely!