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Chapter 988: Southern Desert Shaken, Divine Power Awakens
Chapter 988: Southern Desert Shaken, Divine Power Awakens
The Crystal Sanctum has no fixed abode, hidden within the vast world, making it difficult to locate.
However, with the Spiritual Treasure capturing the Western Desert Mechanism, the entrance to the Pure Land has stabilized, turning the legend into reality.
The sky was dim, and the moon was clear.
Over a hundred figures lingered around the entrance, their faces filled with curiosity and caution.
A low-ranking cultivator couldn't resist approaching the moonlit crystal land, but before he could get within a hundred feet, a tremendous force pushed him back.
That force was both grand and gentle, devoid of any malice.
Someone nearby laughed, "Liu San'er, don't even think about it. At your Zhu Ji realm, you can't even step over the threshold."
Liu San'er's face turned red, "Does the Crystal Sanctum require the Jin Dan realm to enter?"
As he spoke, he instinctively looked at the nearby Golden Core Disciples.
However, they all avoided his gaze.
Clearly, even Golden Core Disciples were not qualified!
At this moment, a slow, radiant light approached from the distance, and a grand and ornate procession gradually came into view.
The cultivators looked up and saw a large banner hanging high.
【Liang】
"It's the Great Liang Kingdom's people!"
"Judging by the grandeur of the procession and the carriage, could it be the current ruler of Great Liang, Xiao Yan?"
"Very likely. Among the many royal courts of the Southern Desert, Great Liang is one of the top three in its support of the Buddhist Sect. The ruler, Xiao Yan, once meditated on Five Peaks Mountain and, upon returning, built eight hundred temples across the kingdom."
"Who would have thought that the appearance of the Crystal Sanctum would draw even a ruler?"
"This is the Crystal Sanctum, a small sanctuary said to contain a True Buddha. Most of the Southern Desert royal courts are Buddhist, and the appearance of this place will surely attract many powerful cultivators."
Amidst the outside speculation, the man in the ornate carriage remained unmoved.
Behind the curtains, he gazed at the entrance to the Pure Land, his face showing hesitation.
"The demoness Mahoraga and the Five Peaks Mountain are enemies, destroying the physical body of Master Ci Hai. They are true heretics. Why would the Crystal Sanctum shelter these two?"
"Should I enter?"
Due to this hesitation, the ruler of Great Liang did not act rashly but waited quietly with his entourage outside.
As they waited, more and more cultivators gathered outside the Crystal Sanctum.
After all, the place where the entrance to the Crystal Sanctum appeared was near the Southern Desert royal courts.
The Southern Desert is the most populous and expansive region of the Western Desert.
It contains thirty-six large and small kingdoms, with the majority of them following the Buddhist Sect. Many immortal families also have ties to the Western Desert Buddhist Sect.
The Crystal Sanctum is a treasure of the first abbot of the Floating Temple, said to contain a True Buddha.
However, it separated from the Floating Temple centuries ago and has been wandering ever since.
It is said that whether one joins the Crystal Sanctum or obtains this treasure, they have a chance to transcend suffering and become a True Buddha.
Now that it has reappeared, who could remain unmoved?
The appearance of Xiao Yan of Great Liang was just a signal.
As time passed, the number of powerful cultivators gathered outside exceeded everyone's expectations.
A procession emitting a strange fragrance and playing music arrived in grand style, led by the Xiang Ji Kingdom.
The ruler, Tapo, was a genuine Nascent Soul cultivator.
Hundreds of monks, with ugly appearances and simple clothing, walked from afar, step by step, in austerely disciplined fashion. They came from a country known for their ascetic practices, the Tulao Sect.
Then, a group riding on a Golden Divine Bird descended from the sky, led by a man of extraordinary bearing, like a celestial being.
His arrival caused widespread excitement.
"It's Mahadeva!"
"The strongest cultivator of the Southern Desert, the first among those below the Floating Temple. Mahadeva, who once declined the position of head of the Floating Temple's Prajna Hall, has actually come!"
Mahadeva's appearance shook the entire scene.
Even the previously calm Xiao Yan of Great Liang, Tapo of Xiang Ji Kingdom, and the leader of the Tulao Sect all appeared, greeting him.
"In my opinion, there's no need to wait."
Mahadeva had a handsome face, like a celestial being, and his words seemed to carry the resonance of Buddhist teachings.
His gaze fell on the entrance, filled with curiosity.
"I wonder how far Xuan Du has progressed in the five hundred years since leaving the Floating Temple?"
As he spoke, he approached the entrance.
The force that had pushed him back earlier came again.
Mahadeva's lips curled into a smile, but he did not stop his advance.
A hundred feet, fifty feet, ten feet...
Just as he was about to step into the entrance, Xuan Du's gentle voice came from within.
"Brother in the Dharma, once you enter this place, you will face the Buddhist Tribulation. Are you prepared?"
Mahadeva's brows furrowed.
"What is the Buddhist Tribulation?"
There was no further explanation from within.
But then, Mahadeva recalled what Xiao Yan of Great Liang had said about the Crystal Sanctum sheltering two demons.
With the Pure Land entrance now open, it was inevitable that high-ranking monks of the Buddhist Sect would come to subdue the demons.
A great battle was about to unfold.
Judging from this, Xuan Du, the master of the Crystal Sanctum, intended to protect those two?
Mahadeva was unconcerned. With his abilities, he had been a formidable presence in the Southern Desert for centuries. What scenes had he not seen?
Surviving tribulations was a routine matter for him!
With a slight smile, he stepped into the Crystal Sanctum.
Xiao Yan, Tapo, and the others could no longer hold back and followed him in.
However, the moment they entered, everyone was stunned.
In the temple enveloped by moonlight, a white-robed monk floated slowly in the air, his monk's robe fluttering as he absorbed vast amounts of spiritual energy.
Not only that!
In the void, it seemed a passage had opened, and a crystal soul was rising and falling.
Mahadeva exclaimed, "The Spiritual Mechanism entering the body, the Primordial Spirit ascending into the void—this is the sign of breaking through to the Hua Shen realm!"
For a moment, everyone looked at each other in surprise.
...
In the heart of the Western Desert.
Surrounded by mountains, like a jade dragon coiling around.
The grass was green, a scene of vibrant life.
On the towering mountain, there was a place surrounded by endless gales, blocking all external surveillance.
That was the Cui Lan Barrier!
The perilous place that has protected the Floating Temple for thousands of years.
For thousands of years, the Cui Lan Barrier has blocked all external dangers, never being breached from the outside.
Even a few years ago, when the ancient scorpion of the red sands led an army of demons from the far west, they were ultimately stopped at the Cui Lan Barrier.
The ancient scorpion of the red sands was severely injured by a palm strike from the master of the Floating Temple, Arhatmahakala, and retreated to the far west in disgrace.
The demonic turmoil that had plagued the region for over a hundred years was finally brought to an end by the personal intervention of the master of the Western Desert's holy land.
The Heavenly Origin Dao Sect, which had long coveted the Western Desert, returned empty-handed, completely abandoning their plans to dominate the region.
It is said that when the ancient scorpion of the red sands retreated, he once roared in anger, "The Golden Peng King has betrayed me!"
Some speculated that if the Crimson Sand Ancient Scorpion and the Goldenwing Peng were to join forces, they might stand a chance at breaking through the Cui Lan Barrier.
However, during that battle, the Goldenwing Peng did not appear.
The Cui Lan Barrier continued to maintain its reputation as the most perilous place in the world.
Especially after the two other renowned dangerous lands, the Arctic Yama Heaven and the Underworld Abyss, were both breached, the Cui Lan Barrier's status as the most perilous place in the world became even more solidified.
Thus, the belief that the Floating Temple would forever remain in the Western Desert as long as the Cui Lan Barrier stood became even more deeply ingrained in people's minds.
And now.
The fierce gales of the Cui Lan Barrier suddenly weakened significantly.
Several figures emerged from behind the barrier, each radiating a dense aura of Buddhist power, a sign of their immense strength!
After appearing, they did not immediately leave but waited for something.
It did not take long for a deep voice to come from behind the Cui Lan Barrier.
"The heretic desires to attain the rank of Arhat in the Southern Desert. It is inappropriate for me to intervene directly. Capture him, monks."
Thirty-six figures responded in unison, reciting the Buddhist chant, and thunderously agreed.
In the next moment, someone behind the barrier unleashed a world-shaking power, manipulating the winds and clouds to form a rainbow bridge that enveloped the monks.
"Go!"
"Remember to bring back the Crystal Sanctum!"
With a great push, the thirty-six monks entered the rainbow bridge and flew south at an unimaginable speed.
...
The wind howled fiercely, and the ground was covered in snow and ice.
A figure sat cross-legged amidst the storm, immovable like a rock.
But upon closer inspection, one could see the strange tremors on the flesh beneath the ice and snow.
The skin was a sickly green-black, covered in blisters, and emitted a continuous "chirping" sound.
Suddenly!
This wretched flesh began to crack and split open.
Like a blooming lotus, the entire body split into blood-red petals.
During this process, a vast amount of spiritual energy from the outside world surged into the body, maintaining its semi-fragmented state.
"It somewhat resembles my own physical Nirvana back then", Luo Chen thought, while simultaneously refining the surging spiritual energy into magical power.
The spiritual energy was not only abundant but also extremely pure, containing almost no impurities.
He only needed to circulate it a couple of times to mark it as his own, transforming it into his magical power.
The withered nascent soul in the Purple Mansion (Dantian) greedily devoured the newly converted magical power, gradually improving its condition day by day.
From initial surprise to eventual familiarity, Luo Chen understood the origin of this pure essence.
It was a gift from Xuan Du!
Xuan Du was in the process of advancing to the Hua Shen realm, and his Primordial Spirit had entered the Essence Qi Ocean, allowing him to tap into a vast amount of primordial energy.
Diverting a small portion to Luo Chen was no difficult task.
However, whether this would affect Xuan Du's breakthrough was something Luo Chen could not know.
"The time is ripe; it is time to cultivate that divine power!"
Luo Chen glanced at the interface.
The proficiency level of "Triple Head, Six Arms" had advanced to the "Proficient" stage over the past few months, and it was just one step away from "Mastery."
This progress was something even Xuan Du himself might not have expected.
But if one were to delve into it, it could be attributed to the classic saying, "a long time of accumulation leads to a sudden breakthrough."
Luo Chen's physical foundation was incredibly strong. Even without cultivating this divine power, he would still be one of the top Body Refiners in the world.
Especially with the talent of Flesh Rebirth, the continuous process of his flesh breaking and reforming pushed the evolution of "Triple Head, Six Arms" to its limit.
Ultimately, the essence of this divine power lay in the art of transformation.
And when it came to transformation, whether it was the transformations of demons or colossal spirits, Luo Chen had mastered them to perfection.
Cultivating "Triple Head, Six Arms" was thus a natural progression.
He was about to take the final step!
"Roar..."
With a low chant, Luo Chen circulated his origin power, and his body began to swell.
As his body expanded, the blisters and tears grew larger.
Especially on his arms, four large lumps appeared, and two smaller ones emerged on the sides of his neck.
"Out!"
Luo Chen focused his mind, and a large amount of origin blood surged into the six lumps.
However, it seemed as though there was a barrier, and the lumps only swelled but did not split open.
"Still lacking something?"
Luo Chen calmed himself, changed his approach, and began to gather various forces within him.
He moved all his origin power to the small lump on his left shoulder.
"Break!"
With a deep chant, the small lump suddenly split open and rapidly grew into a face identical to Luo Chen's, except the skin was not as pale but rather abnormally rosy.
The red head appeared!
Luo Chen still felt unsatisfied and began to channel the Mixed Venom, pure malevolent aura, and elixir energy, along with the demonic aura that had formed at some point, to impact another lump.
However, this time the process was more difficult and obstructed.
The breakthrough was extremely slow.
It seemed like a long time had passed, or perhaps it was just a few breaths.
Accompanied by Luo Chen's suppressed, beast-like growl.
"Break!"
Puff!
The lump on the right split open.
The features began to form, and the flesh restructured.
In the blink of an eye, another head appeared.
But this time, it was not the same face.
A green-black face with sharp fangs, grotesquely ugly and shocking to behold.
It was the earlier form of the Asura Yaksha!
After completing this, Luo Chen couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
White face, red head, and the Asura Yaksha face.
These were his three heads!
Each head represented a different power he had mastered.
Magical power, origin power, and various mixed forces.
The next part was relatively simpler.
Luo Chen pursed his lips, his main soul trembled, and he immediately divided six soul fragments, which entered the red head and the Asura Yaksha face.
Three heads, three different minds, all working together.
Puff!
Puff!
Puff!
Puff!
On his arms, four more limbs grew out from the front, back, left, and right.
Six eyes moved in unison, scanning the body, as if something was amiss.
With a thought, his body began to swell, gradually adjusting the limbs.
A few days later.
In the Eight Frozen Hells, a figure with three heads and six arms sat cross-legged on the icy ground.
The reflection in the ice revealed the eerie nature of the figure.
It was completely different from the typical Triple Head, Six Arms cultivated by the Buddhist Sect.
A typical Triple Head, Six Arms would have the extra arms extending from the waist or ribs on the same side.
But Luo Chen's Triple Head, Six Arms was a three-faced, single-body form.
The three heads looked in three different directions.
The six arms were distributed across the three faces.
From a single angle, it almost looked like a normal person.
But from a distance, it appeared as if three people were intertwined, back to back.
To describe it, only four words came to mind.
Terrifying!
"Is this what the initial form of the divine power looks like?"
Three voices spoke simultaneously from the three mouths, with a deep, resonant echo.
Luo Chen slowly stood up from the ice, feeling an indescribable sense of wonder, his entire body filled with comfort.
Only in his chest and abdomen did he feel a slight oppression.
He couldn't resist opening all three mouths and letting out a long roar.
"Roar!"
The powerful roar traveled far and wide, causing ice mountains to collapse, revealing the true form of towering white towers.
The ice melted, and a torrent of spiritual energy surged in all directions.
Freedom, exhilaration, and a sense of immense power filled his entire body! (End of Chapter)
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