Yellow Skinned Taoist Master

Chapter 190: True Realm and False Realm

That sword of Guanzhu's was named Dòngzhēn.

There is nothing it cannot cut, all things shall be cut.

Among the many supreme treasures of the Pure Immortal Temple, it could be said to be the dharma sword with the strongest killing power based purely on destructive force.

Yet this sword used to be the ultimate treasure suppressing the Grand Sui Cult.

Named the Grand Sui Killing Sword.

The Brass Oil Lamp had dealt with this sword before inside the Pure Immortal Temple.

It was unilaterally beaten.

As the saying goes, from an exchange of blows friendship grows; the Brass Oil Lamp felt it and Dòngzhēn were acquainted.

But Dòngzhēn had never paid it any attention.

One must know, even the aloof Nine Separation Bell had mocked it before, yet Dòngzhēn had from beginning to end never spoken a single word to the Brass Oil Lamp. Upon encountering it, it would just slash over a streak of sword qi.As time passed, the Brass Oil Lamp also stopped brown-nosing that Dòngzhēn.

"I thought you were so noble."

The Brass Oil Lamp mocked gleefully in its heart: "Back then I thought you and I were the same, both direct descendants refined by Guanzhu, our own people. I never expected that in the end, you were actually an outsider."

"No wonder you cower in your scabbard every day. You're probably terrified that once unsheathed, people will see the four large characters 'Grand Sui Killing Sword' engraved upon your sword blade!"

The more it maliciously speculated like this.

The more excitedly the Brass Oil Lamp trembled, even letting out uninhibited laughter.

"Jiejiejie, jiejiejie..."

Hearing this weird laughter from the Brass Oil Lamp, Tai Yizi cast a complex glance at it.

This broken lamp possessed intelligence, looking like an immortal family's magic treasure.

But why did it possess an indescribably insidious vibe.

"Yellow Skinned kid, why is this lamp of yours so weird."

Tai Yizi secretly transmitted his voice: "This old man has seen many immortal family magic treasures, but none of them possess an intelligence more akin to a human than this lamp. This lamp's thoughts are evil, I'm afraid it's a demonic lamp, an insidious lamp!"

"No need to worry, it's always been like this."

Chen Huangpi didn't pay attention to Huang Er who seemed to have become bedeviled, asking Tai Yizi: "Senior Tai Yizi, there is one thing I don't understand, the Grand Sui Cult lost Dòngzhēn, did they never think of asking for it back?"

"Or, are there any methods to summon it back?"

Master's Dòngzhēn had flown away towards the north very early on after the Heaven and Earth Mutation.

North of the Hundred Thousand Mountains was a bottomless abyss.

If one circumvented that abyss and travelled all the way north, they would reach the intersection region between the Da Kang Dynasty and the West Region Buddha Kingdom, and further north was the Nine Dao Sea, the Threefold Mountains.

Crossing the Nine Dao Sea and surmounting the Threefold Mountains, was where the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty was located.

Yi Qingzhou once speculated that Dòngzhēn perhaps returned to the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty.

"What Dòngzhēn, that is the Grand Sui Killing Sword."

Tai Yizi said squirmingly: "Our people of the Grand Sui Cult privately do not recognize any Dòngzhēn, Grand Sui Killing Sword is its original name."

"As for asking for it back..."

Speaking of this, Tai Yizi said with a bizarre expression: "Why would we want it back? In the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty, who doesn't know that figure's personal sword belongs to our Grand Sui Cult. Whenever that figure's deeds are mentioned, we must be mentioned."

"As long as that sword doesn't return, who would dare to harbor designs on our Grand Sui Cult."

"As for the dharma method to summon it, the Sect Master possesses it indeed. However, he definitely wouldn't summon it back, because the number of evil demons and heretical paths that sword has slaughtered in that figure's hands is too many, its essence is already more powerful than the Sect Master's."

"If the Sect Master were to summon it, he'd probably just be asking to be cleaved."

The Grand Sui Killing Sword was a supreme treasure in the Grand Sui Cult.

Normally it was merely enshrined. If one were to truly use it to kill and draw blood, there probably wouldn't even be such an opportunity once in several thousand years.

But ever since its name was changed to Dòngzhēn, during a very long period, it unceasingly slaughtered demons. By the end of its killing spree, the malicious aura upon that sword almost condensed into water droplets, reaching an extent where falling to the ground would freeze a thousand miles and annihilate all living beings.

For this reason, that figure specially forged a scabbard just to conceal the sword's malicious aura.

Tai Yizi was getting old.

Coupled with him being trapped in this place for far too long.

It resulted in his eyes flickering with brilliant light whenever past events were mentioned.

"That figure achieved True Immortal at thirteen."

"If you call him an unparalleled genius, that might not be entirely accurate; back then there were also quite a few peers of the same age whose cultivation was stronger than that figure's."

"Yet ultimately, none went further than that figure."

"After turning eighteen, that figure began to reveal his brilliance, sweeping across the eight directions, pressing down upon the contemporary cultivators of the Three Cults and Nine Sects until they couldn't lift their heads. Further on, he went to the Celestial Realm, and when that figure returned from the Celestial Realm three hundred years later, his cultivation was even more unfathomable."

"It was also that time, he came to the Grand Sui Cult and took Dòngzhēn away."

"You seem to revere him very much?"

Chen Huangpi stared at Tai Yizi with a strange expression.

"But revering that figure genuinely comes with benefits!"

Tai Yizi said in a low voice: "Ever since our Grand Sui Cult established a connection with that figure, we widely publicized that Dòngzhēn's original name was the Grand Sui Killing Sword, and then externally sold replicas of the Grand Sui Killing Sword. Buy a dharma sword and get a free Daoist robe. That Daoist robe was blue-black, endorsed by the Sect Master, with a design exactly identical to the one that figure wore."

"This old man's aptitude back then wasn't considered outstanding, and originally had no opportunity to become an immortal. But I precisely caught this wave of opportunity, relying on buying and selling dharma swords and Daoist robes, hyping up the prices, and forcefully piling up enough resources to become an immortal."

"However, this dharma sword on your body is actually quite interesting."

Saying so, Tai Yizi pointed at the Void-Piercing Sword circling beside Chen Huangpi, saying: "The refining technique of this sword doesn't seem to be the handiwork of our Grand Sui Cult, it's somewhat like the style of the Wan Jian Ge."

The Void-Piercing Sword was refined by Yi Qingzhou using the physical body of the Tribulation Eye.

Yi Qingzhou's mother was a Sword Immortal of the Wan Jian Ge.

Naturally, the refining technique used wasn't the Grand Sui Cult's.

Chen Huangpi said: "This sword was refined for me by a friend of mine, named Void-Piercing."

"Good name, good materials."

Tai Yizi said with some emotion: "This sword contains the sword shadow of the Grand Sui Killing Sword. It was originally extremely extraordinary, solely restricted by the sword body and unable to unleash its full might. But if it were tossed back into the furnace and reforged, this sword shadow would disappear."

"I won't reforge Void-Piercing." Chen Huangpi shook his head, saying seriously: "This sword is a gift from my friend. I made an agreement with him. When my cultivation becomes more powerful, I will take this sword to fulfill the agreement."

Void-Piercing was very important to Chen Huangpi.

Even when forced to the brink of life and death, he had never genuinely thought about destroying Void-Piercing to release that sword shadow.

What he thought was, wait until the Spleen Temple was cast, then he would place Void-Piercing inside.

Because the spleen belongs to earth, and earth produces metal.

Thereby making Void-Piercing even more powerful.

At this time.

Chen Huangpi didn't want to accompany Tai Yizi in reminiscing about the past anymore either.

He straightened his expression, saying seriously: "Right now that Yama's shadow is still outside, and I can feel it's still looking for me. Can this house block it?"

"Cannot block it, but can stall it."

Tai Yizi said slowly: "This old man's house is unrelated to the Evil-Suppressing Village. It appears to be a house, but in reality it's a formation."

Speaking to this point, Tai Yizi casually waved his hand.

The scenery within the room instantly transformed.

Just like a book incessantly turning its pages, the folded space slowly unfurled before Chen Huangpi.

This was not a house, but a formation.

An unimaginably massive formation built over an unknown expanse of time.

Furthermore, within this formation, existed individual transparent bubbles. Within those bubbles, sat Tai Yizis of various ages. Those Tai Yizis had their eyes tightly shut, sitting cross-legged within the bubbles, seemingly acting as the formation cores of this formation.

"This old man cannot defeat that ghost thing that can devour time."

"I had no choice but to self-slash out this old man from different times, laying down this grand formation."

Tai Yizi led Chen Huangpi forward within this formation.

While walking, Tai Yizi stroked his beard saying: "That Yama's shadow is indeed powerful, but it has no head and only acts upon instinct. If it enters this formation, this old man can shift its gaze to several years in the future."

"But let's ignore it for now, this old man will first take you to another place to retrieve something."

...

This formation laid down by Tai Yizi didn't have a name.

It was something he figured out on his own over the years.

Those who have become immortals are all capable of influencing time.

Although Tai Yizi's cultivation had plummeted.

It was caused by his incessant self-slashing for survival.

His former realm and vision were still there, coupled with the fact that the Grand Sui Cult's most formidable methods were various sword formations, he was thus able to lay down this bizarre formation.

Chen Huangpi was led by Tai Yizi, walking continuously forward within this nameless formation.

It was unknown how long they walked.

Suddenly, Chen Huangpi saw a gray bubble.

"That item is right here."

Tai Yizi said in a low voice: "Originally, this old man planned to wait for you to catch the evil anomaly, and secretly slip inside right as day broke. But I never expected you to have such a terrifying existence like the Yama's shadow with you. Even that ghost thing was blasted into ashes, so now offers an excellent opportunity."

"What is inside this bubble?"

Chen Huangpi looked towards that gray bubble, yet no matter how he looked, he couldn't see what was exactly inside.

He only felt a faint sense of intense unease.

Tai Yizi said with a somewhat stern expression: "This bubble is a singularity secretly excavated by this old man, connecting to that ancestral hall. The item we are looking for is exactly inside."

"It's a lamp, a bronze-colored lamp."

"By obtaining that bronze oil lamp, you and I can transform into evil anomalies and jump into the True Realm where those evil anomalies are located. At that time, this False Realm will no longer be able to trap us."

The so-called True Realm, was actually the daytime world where those monks like the Misfortune-Crossing Walkers were located.

And the False Realm, was precisely the current dark night world.

The day and night of the two worlds were inverted.

The True Realm was extremely dilapidated, while the False Realm was rich in spiritual energy, boasting a beautiful landscape.

Cultivators residing in the True and False realms viewed each other as evil anomalies, and their utilized methods would also transform into evil anomaly methods.

At this time, the Brass Oil Lamp couldn't help but speak up: "Old man Tai Yi, there were two of those bronze oil lamps in the room we were previously staying in, why must we go to that ancestral hall to retrieve one?"

Although that little girl had been beaten to death by the Yama's shadow with two punches.

But that ghost thing was the bait on Guanzhu's fishing rod and could feed on time, who knows when it might come back to life.

Tai Yizi didn't really like the Brass Oil Lamp.

Because he felt this lamp carried an indescribably insidious aura.

But since the Brass Oil Lamp had asked, Tai Yizi couldn't just not explain.

"Those bronze oil lamps in the rooms could indeed be used, only if one steps into those rooms, they will be trapped by its time."

"For instance, if a room's time is only three breaths, after you enter and take the oil lamp, when the three breaths are up, you will once again return to that room, cycling like so continuously, never gaining freedom again."

"So you want me to go in and retrieve the bronze oil lamp?"

"If it were previously, this old man would naturally relish the opportunity. But you are an inheritor of the Grand Sui Cult, you are still young, this old man must walk ahead of you."

Saying so, Tai Yizi brought out a palm-sized octagonal formation dial.

"This is the core of this formation, it can also connect with this old man. If this formation dial lights up with a green light, you shall urge the formation and pull this old man back. If it lights up with a yellow light, that means this old man is doomed inside, but this old man will think of a way to pass that oil lamp out to you."

"At that time, after you get out, you must find someone in the Cult to rescue this old man, if it's too late there won't be time."

Tai Yizi didn't conceal his previous calculations, and after speaking openly and honestly, he plunged headfirst into that gray bubble.