Chapter 77: Transforming the Cave Abode into a Vast Ocean, Setting Up Layers of Defensive Arrays

Halfway up the mountain.

Vines and creepers hang down, fallen leaves cover the ground.

The trees in the mountain remain as they were, blooming with small flowers; from time to time, a branch trembles slightly, and three or five flower buds fall, scattering clusters of fragrance upon the ground.

Above the treetops, light hangs and colors drape, like halos and wheels, rising and falling in size, crimson gold within and dim yellow without, and after a moment, they descend in layers...

The only thing discordant with this beautiful mountain scenery is the crowd of demons covering the mountains and plains.

Birds, beasts, insects, fish, those with fur, scales, shells, feathers, and carapaces, as well as spirits of grass, trees, and stones—everything is present.

From demons at the Primordial Spirit Realm down to spirits that have just awakened their intelligence, they make the originally empty treasure mountain teem with noise and excitement.

Although there are various constraints, and even dozens of demon immortals at the Loose Immortal Realm in the air maintaining order, it still appears chaotic.

Under a simple reed shed, three or five demons are sitting together, drinking wine, roasting meat, and chatting.

Although these few demons have reached the Primordial Spirit Realm, they still retain their demon characteristics, whether it be a tiger's head, a leopard's face, or an ape's tail, and so on.

"You tell me," the tiger demon tears off a piece of roasted meat, throws it into his mouth, chews vigorously, and says, "It's one thing that this new Great King gathered us together, but why even assemble all these small demons from below?"

"I don't know, but this new Great King's methods are truly superb. With just one conch, he gathered us along with all the flora and fauna within those hundreds of thousands of miles." The leopard-faced monster looks shocked as he recalls the scene from before.

"Heh! Look, you bumpkins~ In this regard, you are not as good as me, old Ape!" The red-furred ape demon tears off a piece of roasted meat, swallows it with a gourd of wine in his hand, lets out a wine burp, and says triumphantly.

"Enough, Monkey, we know your family has been here for generations. If you know something, say it quickly! Don't be a damn tease!" A snake demon beside him says with dissatisfaction.

"Do you know that although this Lingxiao Peak was considered a treasure land before, it was never as outstanding as it is now?" He pauses after saying this.

But he hears the leopard-faced monster laugh coldly: "The new Great King announced seven days ago that this place has been renamed Cangmang Mountain. What, are you dissatisfied with the new Great King?"

"Exactly, exactly~" The wolf demon and snake demon echo in unison.

The ape demon, who had intended to wait for the three demons to flatter him a bit more, shudders and immediately apologizes with a smile: "Brothers, it is my fault, it is my fault. I was born to love showing off. I hope you brothers won't wrongly kill me!"

He immediately stops teasing and gives his own understanding: "This new Great King is likely dissatisfied with the layout of this treasure land and wants to use that Great Divine Ability to change the world and transform the surroundings."

He takes another sip of wine and says: "When my great-grandfather was alive, the previous Kuangfeng Demon King didn't even know where to catch bugs to eat! At that time, the surroundings of this treasure mountain were not as desolate as they are now; there was still some spiritual energy."

Unlike now, it looks overgrown with vegetation, but the spiritual energy is extremely thin and cannot gather spiritual charm. That is because, later on, a demon king came to this treasure land.

He used great means to directly extract the spiritual energy from the surrounding two hundred thousand miles and gathered it into this treasure mountain. This formed the Cangmang Mountain, which is now filled with spiritual energy to the extreme.

"These kinds of great demon kings all have their own intentions. If they are dissatisfied with the layout and environment, they all have their own ways of remodeling. The new Great King is likely the same."

After finishing his insights, the Monkey puts down the wine gourd and warns: "In short, whatever those above do, we just watch the fun. Taking this time to cultivate well on this treasure mountain is the right path. After the new Great King finishes remodeling the environment, small demons like us who have just entered the Primordial Spirit Realm will not be allowed to stay on the treasure mountain."

"Well said. Monkey, you see things clearly!"

"Also, as long as he doesn't intend to swallow us in one gulp, does it matter to us what the new Great King does?"

The three demons slap their thighs and praise him, all feeling that what the Monkey said makes sense. Demon kings come and go in Beiju Luzhou. Why should small demons like them care so much?

Just as they are exchanging compliments, the demons seem to sense something and look up, seeing the cloud light pushed aside, with layers of sunlight pouring down, a golden expanse that makes the figure of the person coming appear even more extraordinary.

"Bailu King!"

"So it is Bailu King~"

This Bailu King wears a silver crown, and on his forehead grows a pair of deer antlers three or four feet high, dazzling and eye-catching.

He wears a sword at his waist with an apricot-yellow tassel hanging to the ground, and he walks with his sleeves fluttering, calm and unhurried.

He moves forward proudly, his posture elegant and refreshing, striding and flying toward the mountain peak.

Looking at the back of this Bailu King, the snake demon sighs: "This Bailu King has good methods; it is said that he has already served five Mountain Lord demon kings and has not fallen."

"Indeed. The previous demon king's two confidants at the True Immortal Realm were all killed by the new Great King as a show of force, leaving only this Bailu King." The ape demon looks envious; not to mention his cultivation, just this ability to survive and protect himself makes people envious.

The mountain top.

Clouds rise all around, white and clean like cotton, clustered together, floating back and forth.

Only the tip of the peak remains, like a green bun, and the rest is invisible.

Bailu King looks at this familiar sea of clouds, adjusts his clothes, and walks forward.

After only a few steps, the view suddenly opens up: pines and bamboos provide shade, medicinal herbs grow in clusters, cranes dance, and small deer bleat, all surrounding a stone tablet inscribed with: Motian Cliff, Longying Cave.

A beauty in green clothes slowly emerges from the cave entrance and says with a cold smile: "The Young Master is waiting for you."

Bailu King rushes forward and bows in fear and trepidation: "How dare I trouble the Immortal to welcome me personally?"

This beauty is the one who, with just one sword, casually ended the life of Kuangfeng Dawang, a demon king at the True Immortal Realm. As a demon immortal at the Yuan Immortal level, what virtue or ability does he have to receive such treatment? Although he knows this is the new Great King's way of showing favor to subordinates and pacifying hearts, he still feels moved.

Qingli smiles but does not reply, simply leading him into the Cave Abode that Fang Longye has now occupied.

Moss marks under the rocks, greenery before the trees, dark green rubbing against each other, flowers blooming slowly.

Inside the Cave Abode, which has been expanded by the Pot Heaven technique, palaces occupy a thousand acres and stretch on.

Grand halls shine brightly, pavilions and towers are fresh and quiet, and all kinds of winding corridors and flower pavilions reflect each other all around.

Different, very different. Bailu King thinks to himself.

This new Great King is clearly from a prestigious background; he is much more particular than demon immortals like Kuangfeng Demon King who struggled their way up from the bottom.

Looking at this palace, which is a top-grade Dharma Treasure, Bailu King is full of joy; it is a good thing that the new Great King has a background.

Passing through corridors and alleys, he arrives at a towering hall. Seeing Fang Longye sitting on the cloud bed, Bailu King bows his head to the ground.

"Greetings, Great King!"

"No need for formalities~ Bailu King, have the demon populations below been registered?" Fang Longye says while playing with the prayer beads in his hand.

"Great King, please call me Luming. Besides, in front of the Great King, how dare I call myself a king?" Bailu King waves his hands repeatedly, then proceeds to report the current situation.

"Reporting to the Great King, excluding the thirty-seven Loose Immortals, there are 110,051 small demons at the Primordial Spirit Realm, and there are about four million various spirits below the Primordial Spirit Realm, all of whom have been arranged throughout this Cangmang Mountain."

"The thirty-seven Loose Immortals below are maintaining order. However, Great King, you must arrange the affiliations of these demon crowds as soon as possible."

"These small demons are different from the troops of the Dragon Clan; their discipline is extremely poor. We do not have the experience of managing so many demon crowds at once, and we are truly struggling to maintain order."

"That is natural. Notify the thirty-seven Loose Immortals below to watch over these demon crowds well. After I finish perfecting the Cave Abode, I will naturally reward them according to their merits."

After Bailu King takes his leave, Fang Longye closes his eyes and secretly ponders his subsequent arrangements. After feeling that there were no mistakes, he opens his eyes.

He rises, leaves the Cave Abode, stands above the sea of clouds, and looks down.

The clamor of the Demon Clan was deafening, with all sorts of chaotic Aurae intertwined like rising wolf-smoke, filled with baleful intent, transforming this treasure mountain—originally like a Blessed Land of immortals—into a truly demonic realm.

"So many demon masses!" Jinghuan, who was beside him, exclaimed delicately.

"The Young Master captured all the demon masses and living beings within a radius of over two hundred thousand li, so naturally there are many. And that's not even counting the various trees and plants in the Young Master's conch!" Qingshe pointed to the exposed strata outside the treasure mountain, which looked like a dead and silent land, and laughed.

Fang Longye smiled and released these captured demon masses and living beings from his own Spirit Treasure conch.

Aside from the fact that the Heaven-Filling Conch was, after all, a Spirit Treasure for combat, and living beings would have their vitality gradually worn away if they stayed in the space for too long.

More importantly, he needed to display his divine abilities and means in front of these demon masses to subdue these demons.

It wasn't for the sake of showing off, but the Demon Clan believed in the law of the jungle, and only a demon king with vast divine abilities would be respected and obeyed by them. If he didn't display his means, those demon immortals would probably think he was just a good-for-nothing second-generation heir relying entirely on his retainers!

To govern demons, one must combine prestige with benefits to win them over.

Thinking of this, he immediately parted the clouds and mist, and said with a smile to the million demon masses on the treasure mountain: "My sons, this Great King has just arrived and is quite dissatisfied with the environment of this territory. Watch as I perform some renovations!"

Having said this, he shook his body, and amidst bursts of dragon roars, he transformed into a ten-thousand-zhang giant with a dragon's head and a human body.

Smoke and rosy clouds gathered, layer upon layer, haloing out brilliant, seven-colored light.

Law of Heaven and Earth!

Then, with a flash of brilliance, the ten-thousand-zhang giant, under the gasps of the demon masses, grew taller like Pangu supporting the heavens, until finally, he reached a height of one hundred thousand zhang, level with the treasure mountain.

Then he summoned the Panlong Spear, gripped the shaft like a brush, and with broad strokes, a dot and a horizontal line, the Yin and Yang Two Qis circulated; he moved the brush like a dragon or snake across this territory of several hundred thousand li, carving out river channels and deep valleys.

The Five Qi in the Chest circulated, mobilizing the Five Elements of this world, reinforcing them one by one.

Immediately after, the firmament darkened, and suddenly the heavens hung down signs; clouds formed and rain fell, with thunderclaps shaking the heavens and earth, striking down from the mysterious void.

Thousands of thunderbolts were mixed within the black clouds, colliding with each other, branching out.

It was he who breathed out to form clouds, mobilizing the water vapor between heaven and earth to gather into rain.

For a time, black clouds covered the sky and sun, and a torrential downpour fell, as if the Heavenly River had overturned.

Such a commotion had long since attracted the attention of other demon kings nearby, but Fang Longye had foreseen this.

Every time a demon king came to investigate, Qingli would go up to meet them and resolve their doubts.

Upon learning that it was the Dragon Prince who had fought to a draw with the Macaque King who was establishing a Cave Abode here, they naturally left one by one, full of respect.

Many even made appointments to visit once the Cave Abode was established, and Qingli thanked them one by one.

Nine days later, the clouds dispersed and the rain ceased.

It happened to be sunrise in the east, and the light of heaven shot out from the clouds, as if a bright box had been suddenly opened, covering the surroundings, with morning glow reflecting colors.

The brilliant sunlight shone down~

Outside this Cangmang Mountain, the territory of several hundred thousand li had long since changed its appearance.

It was a vast expanse of ocean, with blue waves surging.

Water and sky met, blending into one color.

Hundreds of original mountain ranges stood in the ocean, reflected on the water surface, shining in mutual brilliance.

Cold light poured into the waves like a tilted pot; when the wind blew, rustling ripples, circles and halos, spread in all directions.

When the water circles hit the mountains rising from the water, they bounced back, creating another circle.

Circles overlapped, echoing layer by layer.

Waves surged in bursts.

Fang Longye, who had long since returned to his human form, shifted his mind, and under the hundreds of thousands of li of ocean, layers of earth and stone rose up, turning into narrow strips of land that connected the hundreds of mountain ranges that were originally like isolated islands.

He threw out all the plants, trees, bamboo, and stones he had previously stored in the Heaven-Filling Conch, letting them fall onto these strips of land and mountain ranges.

He drove his divine abilities, and the plants and trees grew rapidly, flowers and grass bloomed, and streams flowed directly. Everything in sight was lush and green.

Although these rising strips of land were long, their width was limited; the widest was no more than three thousand li, which did not appear conspicuous at all relative to the water region that spanned hundreds of thousands of li.

Looking down from above, these subsequently raised strips of land looked like ribbons intertwined with each other, and those mountain ranges were like hundreds of large gems studded among them.

Winding and complex, they finally connected to Cangmang Mountain, which had now become an island.

Standing on Cangmang Mountain, he looked out at this ocean of several hundred thousand li.

Amidst the blue waves, green mountains gathered, and clouds and mist arose.

Mountains reflected in the water mirror, and the water soaked the misty green.

Between the strips of land and mountain ranges, fallen leaves at the head of the streams drifted down, spinning slowly, as if lingering on the beauty of the branches.

The whole scene looked exquisite, but there was not much vitality to speak of.

There was no bird song, no insect chirping, and even less roaring of beasts. There were no insects or fish swimming in the water; only the sound of rolling waves was incessant.

In this ocean of several hundred thousand li, apart from the still-clamorous Cangmang Mountain, there was a kind of dead silence oscillating back and forth.

Fang Longye was naturally well-prepared; with a wave of his hand, he released the billions of mortal living beings he had previously collected, returning them one by one according to their living environments.

Fish entered the water, birds entered the forests, beasts returned to the mountains, and insects returned to the water and land respectively.

For a time, birds sang, insects chirped, beasts roared, and fish leaped.

This ocean and mountain range, which had appeared dead silent after its creation, suddenly came alive, full of vitality, revealing a beautiful landscape.

He looked at the large river he had created three thousand li past the ocean, eight hundred li wide, winding around the ocean in a circle.

This was the first line of defense he had set up. He immediately displayed the divine ability of Summoning Wind and Rain, summoning a large amount of Nine Heavens Weak Water and pouring it into it.

Weak Water was originally the purest water, capable of dissolving everything, but because it collided with the Turbid Qi of the earth and was a rootless source, it could only send up bursts of yellow Turbid Qi, causing muddy waves to surge for a time.

Fang Longye smiled on his face and thought to himself: "The Eight Hundred Flowing Sand Boundary, three thousand li of Weak Water deep. A goose feather cannot float, and reed catkins sink to the bottom. I can consider this my own creation of a Flowing Sand River, though I don't know if it compares to the original."

But looking at the yellowish river surface, he frowned secretly; it was too unsightly.

Immediately, he used his Fundamental Magic Power to transform Xuanming True Water, grasped the water into beads, and threw them into the depths of the large river.

For a time, the 'Flowing Sand River' became chilling, and the river water turned into a gloomy, cold color, no longer muddy, and it suddenly looked much better.

Fang Longye threw out a hundred-zhang-high stone tablet, which landed on the bank of this large river, took root in the ground, and connected with the Earth Vein and water Aura; Dragon Script and Phoenix Seals were carved from top to bottom, with broad strokes forming three large characters—Longyuan River.

Next, he released the Auspicious Cloud and clear light, with seven-colored light haloing out from his body, and countless seal-script Restrictions scattered into the void, engraving themselves into this territory of several hundred thousand li.

For a moment, the space rippled, light halos intertwined, and a tinkling sound rang out.

A precious pearl leaped out from the celebratory clouds, spun wildly above Fang Longye's head, and finally submerged into the void.

Instantly, waves of dragon roars echoed, resounding through the high heavens.

The hundreds of thousands of miles of scattered water vapor were completely condensed, and streaks of Water Vein Dragon Qi were born.

The entire vast ocean, along with the Longyuan River on the outermost periphery, began to mist over with water-blue ripples.

A phantom image of a divine dragon was formed, its scales rugged, wind and clouds churning as it began to swim above the vast ocean.

At first it was no more than ten thousand miles long, but after swimming for a while, it grew increasingly massive, until finally it filled the sky and covered the earth, coiling its dragon body to completely encircle the hundreds of thousands of miles of the Cangmang Mountain territory.

With a burst of dragon roars, a phantom image of a blue sea descended and merged with the entire Cangmang Mountain territory, casting a brilliant divine radiance.

After a long while, the divine radiance dissipated, the dragon phantom vanished without a trace, leaving only layers of clouds and mist growing outside the Longyuan River.

The Blue Sea Wandering Dragon Array was officially set! The first chapter today, the protagonist has finally settled down.

(End of this chapter)