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Chapter 190: Trapped
Chapter 190: Trapped
Three days later, at the edge of the Chaotic Currents Sea.
"Damn it! You almost scared the hell out of me!"
Ying Tongshou stood at the bow, glaring at the few so-called "Nascent Soul Cultivators" from the Emerald Sun Cultivation Realm who had just been killed by his subordinates. He kicked the deck furiously.
He had initially thought the Overseas Dominion actually housed powerful experts!
But it turned out to be a sham!
Glancing at the distant horizon, he saw twelve radiant beams piercing the sky—clearly the twelve Foundation Building cultivators of the Immortal Alliance.
The two factions had nearly clashed violently at first. If Ying Tongshou hadn’t appeared and revealed his Foundation Building Mid-Stage cultivation, he might not have been able to suppress the chaos.
"These twelve so-called Foundation Building experts may sound impressive", Ying Tongshou mused, "but they're nothing extraordinary. They rely entirely on their treasures—status-rank artifacts—to amplify their power. They're no different from my own official rank enhancements. Deprived of their treasures, they revert to their original forms. Their combat prowess holds no advantage over ordinary cultivators at the same stage."
"The key is that mysterious treasure."
Earlier, he had fought Elder Lin, who used the Imperial Decree of Golden Inscription to resist his divine ability. Ying Tongshou had noted it well.
"What a precious artifact!"
"If I can obtain it and present it to the court, I might even earn another first-grade official rank, becoming a third-grade general. Then I could finally attend court discussions!"
His heart burned with ambition, but soon he calmed, surveying the surroundings. His brows furrowed as he noticed something unsettling.
The sea stretched in four directions.
His forces occupied the east; Ye Xingfeng stood alone in the south. The west was packed with the Emerald Sun Cultivation Realm’s Grand Harmony cultivators.
"Are there too many people here?"
"There’s even a Buddhist cultivator!"
Guangming stood in the corner, wiping cold sweat while silently chanting "Amitabha", torn between fleeing and staying.
"I’ve only been in the Overseas Dominion for a few years, and a Secret Realm this large appears. This place must be fated for me! It’s likely left behind by a Foundation Building Late-Stage True Monarch. There must be countless treasures inside. Even if I can’t get the meat, I’ll take some broth!"
Thoughts like these spiraled endlessly.
Guangming’s eyes gleamed with greed, but beneath that lay a flicker of clarity and bone-deep fear.
"Wait—this isn’t like me! In such a dangerous situation, I should run. But no, I’m a bodhisattva! Why would I flee? But am I even a bodhisattva?!"
His joy over becoming the Subduing Dragon Temple’s abbot vanished.
He understood now.
The Pure Land Buddhist Cultivation Method allowed the World-Honored One to control bodhisattvas, who in turn controlled arhats. His "true self" was being overwritten into the Precious Vase Moonlight Bodhisattva.
This wasn’t a manipulation of karmic causality—it was direct control. Whatever the Precious Vase Moonlight Bodhisattva willed, Guangming would obey. After all, it was technically "his" will.
The fact that Guangming even sensed something amiss was a testament to his strong self-awareness.
To him, this reckless act felt utterly foreign, yet undeniably "his."
But in the end, the bodhisattva’s will prevailed.
Gradually, Guangming’s expression stilled, the internal struggle fading. Only greed and foolishness remained.
Suddenly, all Foundation Building True Men in the area lifted their heads.
A black light appeared in the sky, like a spark in the wind, rapidly expanding until it smeared across the heavens like ink on paper.
Spiritual energy erupted violently!
A thick, shadowy glow spread from the Foundation Building realm, followed by a deafening explosion that shook heaven and earth.
"Boom!"
The Spirit Tide erupted, the Five Elements intertwining to form swirling mists. A towering mountain shadow slowly emerged into reality.
As the mountain materialized, an immense suppressing force descended. Everyone except Ye Xingfeng—whose Sword Qi automatically repelled it—felt their bodies sink like stones in mud.
"Amazing Secret Realm!" Ying Tongshou exclaimed. "Its natural suppression force alone rivals a divine ability!"
The light faded.
The mountain crashed into the Chaotic Currents Sea, triggering tidal waves that surged across the ocean, finally stabilizing before the crowd. No one dared move first.
"Is this the Blood Demon Isle?"
Ye Xingfeng hovered midair, calculating with his finger. The karmic threads led here, yet he felt something was off.
His sword heart, forged through years of cultivation, warned him instinctively.
"This mountain looks familiar."
He frowned. In the past, he might have pondered endlessly, but now he dismissed the thought.
"It’s normal for the sword heart to warn me. This is a Secret Realm left by a Foundation Building Late-Stage True Monarch—danger is expected. Most importantly, the Soulbound Wraith’s heir is hiding inside. I must find him and eliminate him permanently!"
Without hesitation, he drew his sword.
"Clang!"
A piercing sword cry rang out. Ye Xingfeng merged with the blade’s light and vanished into the black mountain.
Seeing him lead the charge, others followed. Ying Tongshou rushed in, the Immortal Alliance’s Grand Harmony cultivators close behind. Guangming hesitated but finally entered.
Lv Yang watched them all with a smirk.
"Trapped at last!"
He inhaled deeply, a cruel grin spreading.
"Half the battle is won!"
He could now summon True Monarch Qingcheng Feixue to kill everyone in one strike.
Yet he quickly calmed. His eyes narrowed with vengeful intent.
"Not yet. The Dao Aberration hasn’t appeared."
Lv Yang hadn’t forgotten his primary goal.
While clearing his karmic ties was important, his true aim was to uncover Emerald Sun’s secret of cultivating the "first-grade true energy" through the True Monarch.
Thus, the Dao Aberration from the Primordial True Sage was key.
"Once I confirm the cultivation method and its hidden dangers, I can return to the first anchor point in my next reincarnation and rebuild my Dao Foundation."
Besides, the Fortune Immortal hadn’t shown up either.
"That sly fox never appeared in my previous life. I wonder where he’s hiding. Maybe I can lure him out and kill him all at once."
With so many experts here, their treasures must be immense. If he let the True Monarch attack now, the Holy Sect would take everything. He needed to loot as much as possible first.
After the True Monarch’s strike, all would be hers. But before that, whatever he could grab was his—especially the Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion’s cultivation methods, which he had long coveted.
"Fortune favors the bold. With the True Monarch backing me, what do I have to fear?"
Deciding, Lv Yang locked onto a direction within the mountain, activated his Determine Kinship ability, and shot forward like a streak of light.
(End of Chapter)
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