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Chapter 493 Words Become Law
Under Chen Beiwu's gaze, the jade-white corpse on the futon trembled slightly, then vanished into nothingness.
The world changed abruptly in the next instant, and a towering figure slowly appeared, becoming the sole existence in this world.
Chen Beiwu's eyes flickered slightly, and two gleaming, bright suns with soaring red crows instantly filled his entire field of vision.
At that moment, divine light flowed from the core of the great sun, illuminating all things, giving Chen Beiwu the illusion that he was being observed and watched. No, it wasn't an illusion!
Chen Beiwu's heart skipped a beat as he suddenly realized what was happening.
What dazzling sun!
At this moment, the two crimson crows hanging high in the sky are not the sun, but the eyes of a majestic being.
Under those gazes, Chen Beiwu suddenly understood what it meant to have nowhere to hide.
Because he clearly sensed that every thought hidden deep in his heart was illuminated by the brilliant divine light.
Suddenly, Chen Beiwu's spiritual light flashed, cleansing his mind and restoring his calm gaze.
No, that's not right. He was just intimidated by the pressure of the Nascent Soul True Venerable!
If his thoughts were truly exposed, the secrets of the Immortal Alliance and the Nine Breaths Chaos hidden within him would likely have already been revealed. How could the other party not have taken action to kill him and seize his treasure?
Furthermore, since Nine Breaths Chaos was able to deceive many cultivation giants in the Immortal Alliance and conceal his abnormality by using his status as the Chosen One, he could naturally blend in with the crowd and easily deceive the observation and deduction of the Southern Wilderness Divine Transformation True Venerable, without revealing his true colors.
As Chen Beiwu's thoughts raced, his mind became increasingly calm.
Then Chen Beiwu was surprised to find that he seemed to have become a being from another dimension. Even the Nascent Soul True Venerable could not detect his gaze and was only observing his physical body.
Noticing this, Chen Beiwu, no longer worried about being exposed, slightly moved his eyes and began to carefully observe the towering figure before him. The figure sat cross-legged, just like the jade-white corpse, its head hidden in the sky, slightly bowed, making it difficult to discern its features.
"How is that possible?!"
Chen Beiwu's gaze shifted downwards, his eyes paused, and his mind was shaken.
The reason was that a majestic being sat cross-legged in the void before them, its body as vast as the sky and as expansive as the earth, containing countless human figures within it.
Some people close their eyes to comprehend the Dao and cultivate cross-legged; some wield flying swords to fight with others; some urge on their escape light to travel at high speed; and some stand still, lowering their eyes to ponder.
These figures have different expressions and movements, and each of them contains a different kind of fortune, whether bright or dark, strong or weak.
Among these countless fortunes, Chen Beiwu saw a dragon with its eyes open and closed, looking down upon all living beings—a Heavenly Fortune Purple Dragon that was extremely familiar to him.
The figure surrounded by the purple dragon of destiny stood motionless, with four beast shadows and auras on its shoulders, and four more figures standing nearby. Even if Chen Beiwu was slow to react, he couldn't possibly fail to recognize himself and the golden egg's figures and auras.
Not only him, but the figures and auras of Ji Yue, Yu Long, Zhao Caixuan, Zhao Qianxun, and others also gathered within the towering being before them. "So that's how it is!"
Chen Beiwu's pupils contracted as he suddenly remembered an ancient book he had seen in the library of the Yuqing Immortal Sect.
Some texts in classical texts record:
"Above the True Lord, the law is the image of Heaven and Earth."
"God is the universe, and the body is creation."
"With divine body united, I am the Dharma."
"Those who enter the true image of the Dharma are as if they are in the midst of heaven and earth; those in the midst of heaven and earth are all awestruck by the image of the Dharma."
These four sentences can be summarized simply as follows: the True Venerable of Transformation is an existence that wields the power to govern the laws of heaven and earth, and is itself a world in itself.
Therefore, Chen Beiwu's earlier guess was correct. Aji was not as powerful as he appeared, and the entire Lieyang Ruins were actually under the control of Lieyang Zhenzun.
To put it more precisely, the ruins where Chen Beiwu is currently located are merely a part of the divine manifestation of the Blazing Sun True Venerable. Anyone who enters the ruins is seen and perceived by the Blazing Sun True Venerable in every action; there is nowhere to hide.
"Fortunately, I possess the Nine Breaths of Chaos, which allows me to conceal the secrets of heaven and reasonably disguise the abnormalities on my body; otherwise, the Blazing Sun True Venerable would definitely have noticed something amiss."
Chen Beiwu pursed his lips, his mind racing.
It must be said that when he first met True Venerable Lieyang, the pressure he felt from him was extremely terrifying, far surpassing that of True Venerables of the Immortal Alliance!
This is normal, after all, Chen Beiwu is the chief disciple of Yuqing and a disciple of Changqing Zhenzun in the Immortal Alliance.
No Nascent Soul True Venerable would activate Profound Power and display Nascent Soul power in front of him without a reason.
But it is precisely because of this that Chen Beiwu only now realizes how ridiculous his idea of making a deal with the Blazing Sun True Venerable was.
Even though the True Venerable Lieyang had already perished and his cultivation was reduced to less than one-tenth, it was still the same.
The two sides were not even in the same league in terms of cultivation level and strength.
Therefore, Chen Beiwu decisively changed his mind and gave up the idea.
"Not bad." True Venerable Lieyang glanced at them and nodded slightly.
There were quite a few True Monarchs and geniuses who entered the Blazing Sun Ruins, but only four Nascent Soul True Monarchs caught his eye.
Two of them were outside the hall, and two were on their way to the Hall of Seeking Truth.
As for the cooperation between the true dragon cub and Chen Zi'ang, True Venerable Lieyang did not take it to heart.
Within these ruins, he is the undisputed God, and no one can defy his will.
On the contrary, he was quite wary of the two Nascent Soul True Venerables guarding the outer perimeter of the ruins.
There's nothing we can do; times have changed.
Even if the Blazing Sun True Venerable considers himself to have unparalleled combat power, he would not look down on any being who can prove the Dao as a True Venerable.
Even if these two early-stage Nascent Soul True Venerables were placed in ancient times, they would be weaklings that he could suppress with a mere flick of his hand.
Suppressing distracting thoughts, True Venerable Lieyang's eyes flickered slightly as he observed the reactions of the Nascent Soul True Monarchs within the hall.
At this moment, there was a deathly silence outside the Hall of Seeking Truth.
No one spoke, and no one dared to take a step forward; all eyes were fixed on the corpse in the center of the hall.
"Aren't you going to do anything?"
Jin Dan swallowed hard and transmitted his thoughts to his fellow practitioner.
On the jade-white corpse, it could feel an indescribable, terrifying temptation, making it subconsciously want to activate the Three-Phase Furnace to devour it. "Aren't you afraid of something going wrong?" Chen Beiwu glanced at the golden egg.
Through Jin Dan, he finally learned what it meant to be blinded by greed.
With a reminder from a young beast, the golden egg already knew that the Blazing Sun True Venerable hadn't completely perished but was hiding in the shadows, yet it still harbored inappropriate thoughts. "Alright."
Upon noticing Chen Beiwu's gaze, Jin Dan immediately backed down.
"Fellow Daoists, it's not good for us to just stand here like this," Yu Long said, breaking the silence.
Zhao Caixuan smiled gently: "If Fellow Daoist Yu feels it is inappropriate, you are welcome to step forward and enter the hall."
Upon hearing this, Yu Long fell silent.
Having cultivated for over two thousand years, he was known for his fierce courage. If he dared to enter the hall, he would probably have already gone in; there would be no need for the True Lord of Myriad Desires to remind him. The reason Yu Long dared not enter was not simply out of fear of death, but because his spiritual senses faintly detected a trace of unease.
This is the fear of ants facing a true dragon!
Even if the true dragon has long since perished, leaving only a corpse, the remaining aura is enough to make ants retreat in fear, lest they be crushed by that terrifying aura.
Therefore, Yu Long was unwilling to make a move, wanting to wait a moment to see if any cultivator could resist their greed and make a move, so he could seize the opportunity to compete. Seeing this, Zhao Caixuan shook her head, her beautiful eyes turning to Chen Beiwu, extending an invitation.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, would you be willing to enter the palace with me?"
Upon hearing this, Ji Yue, Zhao Qianxun, and the others all frowned slightly.
They wanted someone to risk going up and test the risks of the corpses, but they didn't want someone else to snatch the opportunity away due to a momentary lapse in judgment. "Thump!"
"tread!"
"tread!"
Without further hesitation, Zhao Qianxun lowered her eyes and walked towards the Hall of Seeking Truth.
Risk and reward go hand in hand.
He has the Golden Armored Corpse King who can die in his place once. Even if there are problems with the corpses in the palace, he can still escape with his life, faking his death and hiding in the shadows. Moreover, he had already planned this operation in advance, so even if the Nascent Soul corpses have spirits, they won't be too harsh on him.
One step, two steps, three steps...
When someone stepped forward, Chen Beiwu and the others stood outside the hall watching without intervening.
"So this is the corpse of a Nascent Soul cultivator?!"
The closer Zhao Qianxun got to the center of the main hall, the more he could feel the terrifying chasm between the Nascent Soul True Monarch and the Transformation God True Venerable.
Even a corpse that had been dead for who knows how many years gave him an invincible feeling.
Fortunately, Zhao Qianxun was skilled in the Corpse Demon Path and had consulted countless ancient texts, knowing that the problem wasn't with the corpse itself, but rather with residual Nascent Soul energy. However, for safety's sake, Zhao Qianxun walked very slowly, stopping after every step.
It took him a full quarter of an hour to walk the distance of only fifty zhang to reach the prayer mat.
Seeing the motionless corpse of a Nascent Soul cultivator, Zhao Qianxun breathed a sigh of relief.
Ji Yue, however, frowned deeply, unable to suppress his impatience, and wanted to activate his escape light to enter the hall and compete for it.
Just then, he saw Chen Zi'ang's calm gaze beside him, and his thoughts suddenly calmed. He suppressed his inner turmoil and observed Zhao Qianxun's next move. *Thump!*
Under everyone's gaze, Zhao Qianxun disregarded the dignity of a Nascent Soul Peak True Monarch, and knelt down heavily on the jade floor of the main hall, making a muffled sound.
Then he placed his hands in front of him and kowtowed heavily.
"Thump!"
"Thump!"
"Thump!"
After kowtowing three times, Zhao Qianxun raised his head and took out a set of teapots and cups from his sleeve.
He filled the teacup, held it with both hands, and respectfully raised it above his head.
"I am Zhao Qianxun, a Nascent Soul Peak True Monarch of the Soul Refining Sect. I have cultivated for 2,111 years and consider myself to have unparalleled talent."
"However, today I have the good fortune to enter the Taixu Array Sect and meet you, senior. Only now do I realize that I am like a frog at the bottom of a well, ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth."
At this point, Zhao Qianxun respectfully kowtowed again, making a muffled sound.
"This junior wishes to pay homage to the senior and become his disciple, to inherit the lineage of the Taixu Array Sect. I humbly request that my master accept my bow."
After saying this, Zhao Qianxun banged her head on the ground and quietly waited for the corpse to react.
From beginning to end, he never had the intention of forcibly seizing the corpse of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
The fact that the Taixu Array Sect's ruins have been able to operate completely for tens of thousands of years indicates that True Venerable Lieyang left behind many techniques after his death.
If he dares to forcibly seize the corpse of a Nascent Soul cultivator, he will most likely face certain death. It would be better to test him with a discipleship ceremony.
If the corpse of a deity possesses a spirit, it will surely respond to his actions.
Of course, he might be overthinking it; the True Venerable of Blazing Sun might not have left any means of communicating with younger cultivators on his corpse.
However, it didn't matter. Ultimately, these actions were merely Zhao Qianxun's test of the Nascent Soul corpse. Even if he failed, he would only lose some face. Outside the hall, all was silent. No one among the True Monarchs present, including Chen Beiwu, had expected Zhao Qianxun to do such a thing.
"Has this old geezer gone mad with his corpse-refining techniques?"
Yu Long's pupils contracted sharply, and he looked surprised.
As one of the three great demonic sects of the Western Realm, he had long known that the Soul Refining Sect's demonic cultivation practices were strange, but kneeling and kowtowing to a corpse and offering tea to become its disciple was simply too outrageous.
"You can do that?"
Zhao Caixuan blinked, her mind filled with complex emotions.
She knew that everything that happened within the ruins was within the perception of the Blazing Sun True Venerable, but she did not expect such a shameless move.
However, the True Lord is high above and his temperament is unpredictable.
Zhao Qianxun's actions may inadvertently win the favor of the True Lord, or they may anger him.
"Damn it, this old bastard has no shame at all for the chance to become a Nascent Soul cultivator!"
Ji Yue's heart skipped a beat, fearing that the Nascent Soul corpse might react and take Zhao Qianxun as his disciple.
There's no other reason than that if Zhao Qianxun becomes a disciple of the Blazing Sun True Venerable and gains control of the ruins, even if he is a Nascent Soul Perfected True Monarch, a powerful expert with one foot in the Divine Transformation realm, he will still miss out on the precious land of creation of the ruins and be unable to reach the Divine Transformation realm.
"Roar!" "Woof!" "Hah!" "Eek!"
The four little guys, Jin Dan, Tie Dan, Xue Le, and Zhi Ling, were all slightly taken aback.
This was the first time they had ever seen a Nascent Soul True Monarch with such no scruples.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the jade-white corpse began to glow faintly.
"Could it be that it's done?"
Seeing this, Zhao Qianxun was overjoyed and wanted to kowtow again.
Suddenly, a rather androgynous voice, difficult to discern as male or female, rang out, ethereal like celestial music, yet carrying a hint of condescension. "Even a rat has skin, but a person lacks manners."
"If a person lacks manners, what is the point of living?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Qianxun sensed something was wrong and was about to beg for mercy.
But as the celestial music faded, his body stiffened, and he opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't utter a single word.
Because his nascent soul had collapsed, his body was dissipating at a visible speed, turning to ashes, as if directly erased by an entity from another dimension. *Snap!*
As the storage ring fell to the ground, the golden-armored corpse king beside Zhao Qianxun also vanished.
Upon witnessing this scene, all the Nascent Soul True Monarchs present felt a chill in their hearts.
Less than a breath!
A golden-armored corpse king, comparable to a late-stage Nascent Soul True Monarch, and a Nascent Soul Peak Supreme Elder of the Soul Refining Sect were reduced to ashes without even the slightest struggle.
The jade-white corpse remained seated cross-legged on the futon, its left hand forming a mudra and its right hand holding a treasure, as if the words that had just been spoken had not originated from it, and that Zhao Qianxun's demise had nothing to do with it.
But the Nascent Soul True Monarchs present knew that the thing they least wanted to happen had occurred!
Not only did the True Venerable of Blazing Sun not perish with the passage of time, but he also retained several divisions of divine power.
The reason is simple: even the Nascent Soul True Monarchs outside the hall couldn't see how Zhao Qianxun perished.
Even Ji Yue, a powerful expert who had only stepped into the Nascent Soul stage, couldn't discern the profound mystery behind Zhao Qianxun's death!
It was precisely this unknown that made all the Nascent Soul True Monarchs dare not act rashly, and even fear the might of the Blazing Sun True Venerable.
"Is this the power of a True Immortal's words to become law?"
Chen Beiwu held his breath, his heart filled with amazement.
He had seen many Nascent Soul cultivators in the Immortal Alliance, but this was the first time he had personally witnessed such an existence suppressing and killing a Nascent Soul cultivator.