Chapter 92

The giant mountain at the center towered into the clouds, its whole body dark red, as if soaked in blood, and even a bloody smell could be smelled.

"There's a stone coffin on the mountain cliff!"

They stood afar, gazing, and noticed that on the edge of the holy cliff's summit lay a huge stone coffin, all showing an unusual hue.

"The seal list... is the God-Conferring List refined by the Wushi Great Emperor; how could it be sealed on this great mountain?!": the Big Black Dog shouted.

Everyone was shocked upon hearing this, slightly shifted position, and indeed on the other side of the mountain they saw a golden ancient scroll.

On the wholly dark-red mountain, there was a golden ancient scroll sealed here, flowing with mysterious qi, exuding a vast pressure.

"How could it be sealed here? It shouldn't be..."

The Big Black Dog, puzzled, kept spinning in place, muttering nonstop, finally fixing his gaze on Yang Zhu.

"An Immortal Daoist is sealed here." Yang Zhu transmitted mentally, not wanting to say it outright yet.

"What... it's actually him, no wonder!": the Big Black Dog nearly turned to stone, shivering.

"God-Conferring List..."

Ye Fan fell into deep thought, silent for a long time; outwardly calm, his heart already churned with huge waves.

"What is the God-Conferring List, and what does it do?": Tu Fei wondered.

"This is a secret treasure personally refined by the Wushi Great Emperor; its power is unimaginable!": the Big Black Dog explained.

"As for its function, it's equivalent to the Wushi Great Emperor pressing a hand on the black great mountain; even if a god came, they couldn't move it!"

"What? You dead dog, you're not blowing hot air, are you?"

Li Heishui's heart trembled; he couldn't believe such power existed.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you!": the Big Black Dog snarled.

Afterward he told everyone more about the God-Conferring List, and the one who reacted most strongly was Ye Fan.

"This is too terrifying... it's like an ancient great emperor personally suppressing it."

After hearing it, Ye Fan's heart pounded violently, and he almost fainted.

"How should we go up?"

Li Heishui frowned; ahead on the road lay a more terrifying Wushi Killing Formation, far stronger than the outer one by an unknown amount.

Pfft! Lao Fengzi took out a great-ability level treasure to test it, and in an instant it was shattered into powder by endless killing intent.

"One mistake and it's eternal doom..."

Seeing this, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air; the horrifying scene made their skin crawl, and then they taciturnly looked toward Yang Zhu.

Even ancient sages were no exception.

"Don't worry, just follow me."

For Yang Zhu, this posed no threat; he had long ago fully comprehended the complete Wushi Killing Formation, after all it was his father's thing.

Having been sealed in the divine source all these years, he hadn't been idle; he had mastered the Wushi Scripture, the Wushi Killing Formation, various rare terrains, and secret fortunes to perfection.

His father had lived more than one lifetime, knowing many secrets and fortunes unknown to others, and he passed all of these on to Yang Zhu.

Yang Zhu could say he knows heaven above and earth below; even without seeing something, he could deduce it himself, his reserves surpassing even ordinary imperial heirs.

These are unavoidable; who let his whole family be of great-emperor level, innately invincible! (Contemporary heaven's pride: hahaha... laughing while playing!)

Several people closely followed Yang Zhu's steps, not daring to deviate even a bit, all being extremely careful.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but ever since Yang Zhu initially refined the black cliff, he had encountered no danger all along, and this time was no exception.

The intermittent black gusts and the supreme experts standing far away all hid themselves, leaving no trace. "The Red Dragon is trapped here..."

When passing a blood pool, several people saw a line of writing, which turned out to have been left by the Red Dragon Daoist.

Back when he first entered the holy cliff, he was trapped deep inside for over a thousand years, nearly dying here.

If not for later obtaining a holy pearl here, forcibly extending his lifespan, he would have barely managed to get out.

As they drew nearer to the God-Conferring List, the Big Black Dog suddenly noticed something and cursed: "Damn, who's so lacking in virtue to carve a baldy here?"

On the other side, everyone again discovered a carving: an old man riding a green ox, purple aura coming from the east, lifelike and vivid.

"Who is this old man riding the ox, and why is he also scribbling here?": the Big Black Dog raged.

"Woof! This old baldy looks kind-eyed, but feels like no good bird, and that old coot riding the ox—one look and he's no good sort!"

The Big Black Dog continued cursing, believing that leaving these carvings here was disrespect to the Wushi Great Emperor.

Li Heishui and the others were speechless; this Big Black Dog is extremely extreme, damn it's so foul.

"The emperor's qi..."

The Big Black Dog turned his gaze to the God-Conferring List, rarely showing sorrow, his expression full of reluctance.

Everyone says the Wushi Great Emperor has passed into meditation, but he refuses to believe it, has been searching all along with no result, inevitably making him utterly desperate.

Actually the Black Emperor could ask Yang Zhu, but he didn't, forcing himself to endure it, for he feared the answer wouldn't be what he wanted.

If Yang Zhu also said the Wushi Great Emperor had passed into meditation, the Black Emperor wouldn't know what to do, and what evidence could he still find to overturn it?

After walking another half hour, everyone finally reached the cliff's summit.

This place is very open; the line of sight is all empty ground, enough to build a small town here.

Compared to the mountain below, the ground here is darker, as if it had been soaked.

In the blood pools visible everywhere, the blood of the perfected saintly body that has endured endless ages without evaporating remains, though its essence and qi have completely dissipated.

Most striking is the huge stone coffin at the cliff's edge, actually a hundred zhang long, like a city wall, having existed in the world for several hundred thousand years.

In the ancient scroll Ye Fan obtained from the tomb of Li City, it indicates that the 'Xing' character secret among the Nine Secrets lies at the position of the stone coffin.

But Yang Zhu had previously produced a complete version and exchanged a few items with him; for Ye Fan now, it's not that crucial.

They arrived by the ancient coffin and saw the Heart-Void diagram carved on it, which Laozi and Shakyamuni had once left here.

Everyone gathered around, but could not fathom its profundities; only Yang Zhu and Lao Fengzi had deep eyes, constantly evolving it in their minds.

In Yang Zhu's field of vision, he could see two thin lines, endlessly winding and extending.

Yang Zhu was the first to regain his senses, and in the shortest time he penetrated the supreme profound mystery within.

"Step back a bit, I'll open it and take a look."

"With the Investiture of the Gods suppressing this place, Yang Zhu need not worry about his own safety, but he cannot guarantee that Ye Fan and the others will remain unharmed."

"Yang Zhu slapped his palm, directly lifting a corner of the coffin lid; instantly the ancient coffin shot up a beam of light, and a Dao diagram appeared."

"Nine Secrets!"

"Ye Fan recognized it at a glance; it was exactly the Walking Character Secret that Yang Zhu had passed to him, consisting of nine Dao diagrams, none missing."

"Yang Zhu, Ye Fan, and the big black dog had already mastered it; seeing this, Lao Fengzi and the other two immediately began trying to memorize the Dao diagram."

"(End of chapter)"