Above the Great Dao

Chapter 1190 551: Ancestral Land of the Divine Continent

"The Great Ming, is it gone?"

Everyone on the ship was a bit bewildered, not knowing what to do.

Emperor Wan Shou, Emperor Jia Jing, just died like that?

Chen Tang was the first to come to his senses and said solemnly, "The West Bull New Continent is a vassal state of the Huaxia Divine Continent. I, Special Envoy Chen Tang, under the command of the True King of the West Bull New Continent, return to my homeland to seek an audience with the Dashun Emperor!"

The Great General hesitated for a moment and said, "I dare not make any decisions on my own. This matter must first be reported to the Dashun Emperor before determining your fate. Please sail into the port to avoid the sea gusts, but until the emperor's decree comes, you must remain on the ship and not set foot on the Divine Continent."

A small boat came, towing the Great Ming Treasure Ship into the sheltering harbor.

The people on the ship stood and looked around, seeing the city walls heavily fortified with soldiers. Each cultivator exuded a powerful aura, with profound cultivation.

The soldiers of Dashun were also taken aback seeing them, as most of the people on the ship were corpses. Yet, they stood upright on the deck, their bodies poised, their fighting spirit high.

Whispers spread around, and the Great General coughed before flying onto the ship, observing everyone closely, furrowing his brows.

He noticed some traces of evil qi within their bodies, different from the righteous qi of the cultivators of the Divine Continent.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please stay on the ship. In no more than ten days, news will arrive."

Everyone waited quietly, and after more than ten days, indeed, an envoy arrived, reading the decree of the Dashun Emperor: "Invite the envoy from the West Bull New Continent to enter the capital to meet the emperor!"

Chen Tang led the group off the ship, preparing to follow the envoy to the capital.

At this moment, they heard a commotion behind them. Chen Tang and the others turned around and saw that the corpse of the True King, who had been stationed on the Great Ming Treasure Ship, suddenly stood up and walked off the ship, followed by the civil and military officials who had been dead for over six thousand years, and after them, the soldiers in armor.

They disembarked from the treasure ship of the Great Ming Era, stepping onto the land where their ancestors once lived.

The soldiers of Dashun, who had been on guard around the port, each readied their magical treasures and divine skills.

Chen Tang quickly approached the Great General, whispering, "Sir, that is the former True King, who has been deceased for a long time. Over ten thousand years ago, they set out from the Divine Continent and arrived at the West Bull New Continent to die there. Their obsession was to return to their homeland. Please, sir, be lenient..."

The Great General raised his hand, not ordering an attack, and said, "They are corpses; if they parade around, it might cause unnecessary panic."

Chen Tang said, "No, sir, it won't."

The True King set foot on the ground, knelt, his hands cupping the fresh soil, bringing it to his nose to savor the scent.

He prostrated, embracing the earth, kissing the land. Though his rigid body had long since died, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, falling onto this soil.

"Homeland..."

He murmured, his obsession dissipating, and his body quickly withered.

"Crash—"

His body collapsed like soil, turning into dust and merging with the earth.

Behind him, the civil and military officials, soldiers in armor, all collapsed, turning into piles of dust falling to the ground.

After a ten-thousand-year parting, today they finally returned to their homeland and fulfilled their long-held wish.

"Sir, we are leaving now," Chen Tang said to the Great General.

"The love for one's homeland is truly admirable."

The Great General was touched and sent them off, "I wish you all a smooth journey and success in your mission!"

Chen Tang thanked him, leading the group to follow the envoy, embarking on their journey to the capital to meet the emperor.

On the sea near Xinxiang Imperial City, the passenger ship carrying Chen Shi and the others came to a halt. The Heavenly Fox exclaimed, "Something's wrong! Something's wrong! Qing Yang and their ship have sailed into the darkness!"

Everyone on the ship was in a panic. Du Yiran immediately wanted to activate the Qiankun Divine Power to enter the Dark Sea to search. Chen Yindou coughed, making everyone's eardrums buzz, and said solemnly, "No need to look for them. They were sent by Little Ten to the Earth Immortal Realm."

Everyone on the ship was taken aback. Sha Qiutong laughed, "Sending them to the Earth Immortal Realm? Are they bringing in reinforcements? That's great!"

She was overjoyed, "The Earth Immortal Realm is full of strong beings. Surely, someone can handle the Heavenly Venerate! We are saved! Eh, Old Chen, why do you look so downcast? Say something!"

Chen Yindou remained silent, and Creation Little Five said, "The Earth Immortal Realm is too far away. By the time the Golden Ship reaches the Earth Immortal Realm, we're likely long dead. Hey, that Golden Ship should be a gift from Lady Houtu to Little Ten, and it can only carry eight people, so only eight people can survive..."

Chen Shi knelt down in front of Sha Qiutong, kowtowing heavily.

"Granny Sha, Little Ten acted selfishly and failed to honor your teachings by not letting you board the ship and leave!"

He kowtowed several times with loud thuds. Granny Sha, flustered, suddenly realized, helped him up, wiped away her tears, and laughed, "You are the True King, how can you kneel to me? If Old Chen didn't leave, how could I leave?"

Chen Shi went to Du Yiran, kneeling and kowtowing, "Little Ten has failed uncle and is ashamed of uncle!"

Du Yiran helped him up and smiled, "Child, you did nothing wrong, why feel ashamed? No need to blame yourself."

Chen Shi knelt down to the Heavenly Fox, Hu Xiaoliang quickly helped him up, and said with a smile, "At least you saw Azhuo and Qing Yang off; now that they've left, we can be at ease. Little Ten, why did you stay behind?"

He sighed, "Let Qing Yang descend, and just leave. He's already died once!"

His relationship with Qing Yang was the closest, and he was reluctant to part with Qing Yang.

Chen Shi approached Creation Little Five. Creation Little Five quickly jumped to the side, laughing, "Don't kneel to me! I could have left, I chose to stay voluntarily, it's not your fault! If you dare to kneel to me, I'll kneel back!"

Chen Shi looked at Chen Yindou, "Grandfather..."

Chen Yindou said, "There's no need to say anything more; prepare for battle with all your strength. The Heavenly Venerate should soon emerge from Despair Slope."

Chen Shi nodded slightly, and the passenger ship returned to Xinxiang Imperial City.

Chen Yindou and Creation Little Five continued the sacrificial refinement of the Qiankun Rebuilding Furnace. Chen Shi came to Qianyang Mountain, summoned the Purple Heaven Vine, refined Taiqing Purple Qi, and improved his cultivation.

The Great Wilderness Ming Dao Collection was gradually spreading, with cultivators from all over examining it, attempting to cultivate this Immortal Demon Dual Cultivation technique. Sha Qiutong, Mu Daozi, and others were also studying this technique, and some had already begun cultivating, achieving modest success.

On this day, Lady Houtu finally completed the sacrificial refinement of her Purple Heaven Vine, harmonizing it with reincarnation, transforming it into the spirit root of the Earth God Lineage. Just as she exhaled a breath of relief, she suddenly looked up to see a blood-red sky appearing in the underworld.

This blood-red hue, like a red mist, rapidly spread and thickened, transforming into a massive expanse of bloody clouds, extending in all directions.

The speed of the flesh spreading was astonishingly fast, with countless tendrils piercing through the void in all directions, growing membranes that were soon over a thousand miles wide!

Lady Houtu looked around, seeing the blood-red blooms spreading across the sky, enveloping the underworld like large blossoms covering the sky.

"Lady!"

Liu Daoist also noticed this scene and hurried over.

Lady Houtu raised a hand to stop him, gazing up at the scene.

The flesh in the sky squirmed and gradually filled the vast skies of the underworld.

"Is the true body really this large?"

Even Lady Houtu couldn't help but gasp.

The underworld of the West Bull New Continent stretched over millions of miles, with layers of Hell and various void realms, but the skies were completely covered by this creature's body.

But this wasn't the entirety of the creature's body.

The surface of the Sun, the surface of the Moon, and the stars in the sky of the West Bull New Continent were all covered with flesh.

The creature's true body hadn't arrived at the West Bull New Continent, but its tendrils had reached it.

Endless Evil Qi poured from the flesh, filling heaven and earth, causing the concentration of Evil Qi to rapidly increase!

Many creatures, unable to resist the invasion of Evil Qi, began to undergo Evil Transformation, while ghost monsters became more twisted. The weaker members of the Ghost Clan living in the underworld immediately underwent Evil Transformation, turning into mindless blood beasts.

"The Heavenly Venerate is called Xun Jiangmu, so you should be called Xun Jiang..."

Lady Houtu looked up at the bloody clouds in the sky, "The Heavenly Venerate is merely an Immortal responsible for herding. He uses Golden Immortals to herd, destroying starry skies, devouring the Sun and Moon, and harming countless people. Over the years, he must have refined you well. You are probably a treasure used to counter the Opening Tribulation, right?"

Her voice was imbued with infinite gentleness, enough to cause any consciousness to fall into reincarnation and forget their own identity, allowing her to manipulate them.

"Your master must be a significant figure in the Earth Immortal Realm. His tribulation is too strong, and he has no confidence in overcoming the Opening Tribulation, so he chose such a method that defies the heavens, destroying one world after another, refining you with these worlds to make you grow, hoping you can help him through the Opening Tribulation."

Lady Houtu softly said, "Xun Jiang, tell me, who is your master?"

The flesh spreading in the sky slowly squirmed, and the consciousness within the flesh seemed to become somewhat hazy under Lady Houtu's voice, indistinct.

This consciousness touched Lady Houtu's mental consciousness, transmitting an obscure voice, "Xun Jiang is not my name... Xun Jiang is a place name, this is the Xunjiang Star Domain..."

Suddenly, it awoke, becoming furious, and a fleshy spike descended from the sky, stabbing toward Lady Houtu!

An obscure consciousness within the flesh forced back Lady Houtu's mental consciousness.

"A Divine interfering with the matters of the Immortal family, you are bold indeed!"

The upper end of the fleshy spike was as large as a mountain, while the lower end was as sharp as a needle, crossing dozens of miles in an instant to come right above Lady Houtu's head.

The vine leaves of the Purple Heaven Vine transformed to enormous proportions, blocking the strike, while countless fleshy tendrils in the sky turned into various strange weapons—swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, and forks—attacking from all directions with an uncanny assault.

All around the Gao Gang, the Purple Heaven Vine danced around, with vine leaves growing large and small, blocking each assault completely impermeably!

Lady Houtu continued gazing up at the sky, thoughtfully murmuring, "When my clone descended, this person dared to ambush me halfway, how audacious. I'll keep this account for later! Offending me, you won't survive this Opening Tribulation! Rest assured, I shall settle this score thoroughly with you!"

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