Chapter 377

As the saying goes, to repel external threats, one must first secure the interior. Jiang Tingting went on an expedition to Mount Zhangbai to wipe out hidden dangers, while Lin Xian personally visited the Three Immortal Mountains overseas, sweeping through Penglai to take root for the Heavenly Court on Earth and seize a piece of immortal land.

Everyone in the Heavenly Court had their own affairs, but Emperor Ye alone chose to slack off. Having traveled all the way back to Earth from Big Dipper with great difficulty, he cherished the reunion and declined many trivial matters to fulfill his filial duties by his parents' side.

But as time passed, even Ye's father and mother grew annoyed. As the saying goes, the first day home is a treasure, the first week home is a burden, and the first month home is a pest.

"Little Fan, I heard from Lin Sheng that you hold an important position in the Heavenly Court, is that right?"

Ye's father said with a serious face: "A man must prioritize his career; you cannot always stay at home!"

"Actually, it's not that important." Ye Fan explained. He was merely the Lord of the Heavenly Court; the Heavenly Court functioned the same with or without him—he was just a heartless rubber-stamping machine.

"But you cannot let your Dao cultivation fall behind, and you cannot always revolve around us." Ye's father patted Ye Fan on the shoulder, revealing a trace of a gratified smile: "Lin Sheng has told us all about your great achievements on Big Dipper."

"My son Ye Fan has the potential of a Huang Tiandi!"

"He told you everything?" Ye Fan's brows twitched violently. He had an ominous premonition. What exactly had that wicked Lin Sheng said to his parents?

"Career is not important, then what about love!" Ye's mother walked over holding Ye Tong and chided: "It's one thing that you were flirting around on the Big Dipper star, but you didn't even give those girls a status. This time you came home, you didn't even bring anyone back."

"Little Tong is very cute, but she is a child of the Jiang family; she can't stay in our house all year round."

"Your father and I are already in our seventies or eighties, and we want to hold our own biological grandchild before we die..."

"We give you one year; we want to see a Innate Holy Body Dao Fetus born!"

Ye's father and mother had lived on Earth for many years and had just stepped onto the path of cultivation; how would they know about things like the Innate Holy Body Dao Fetus?

It must have been the slanderous words of Lin Sheng; he didn't even spare his family after arriving on Earth.

Ye Fan was so angry he gritted his teeth, but facing his parents, even he, the Lord of the Heavenly Court, felt the same helplessness. He could only persuade them: "Mom, you are only in your early sixties, and now that you have stepped onto the path of cultivation, living for a few hundred years is like child's play. Don't be so anxious."

"Tomorrow follows tomorrow, how many tomorrows are there? If I wait for tomorrow, all things will be wasted." Ye's father snorted coldly: "You said the same thing ten years ago, and as a result, you delayed that girl Xu Qiong for so many years."

"During the days you were away, she was the one taking care of us."

Ye Fan felt guilty. If there was anyone on Earth besides his parents whom he had let down, it was Xu Qiong. She was a woman who had left a deep mark on his life.

If it weren't for that Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin incident on Mount Taishan, the two of them might have already settled down and started a family by now.

During this time, besides accompanying his parents, Ye Fan visited many old friends and took care of his classmates' families. Even the families of Liu Yunzhi, Wang Yan, and Li Changqing, he did not stand idly by.

The people of the past are gone, and there is nothing to say about past grievances. The starry sky brought not only immortal fate but also tragedy.

During the investigation, the only thing that surprised Ye Fan was Pang Bo. A demon spirit had transformed into Pang Bo and was accompanying his family.

When Ye Fan went to the door, that demon spirit was scared half to death and honestly revealed the truth.

In ancient times, the demon race and humans lived together. Pang Bo's clan were descendants of demon gods. They initially came to the door based on the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, but later, finding nothing, they turned to look for those with rich bloodlines in Pang Bo's clan, wanting to take them to the Ten Thousand Demon Valley to cultivate. This ten-year companionship had no malice; instead, it fulfilled filial duties on Pang Bo's behalf.

"This is also good; just treat it as a dream, not letting the two old people be sad and become as old as my parents."

Ye Fan sighed, gave the demon race member some pointers, gifted a few bottles of elixirs, and then instructed: "The Five-Colored Altar is about to be built, and the real Pang Bo will be back soon. You find a reason to go on a long journey; it will be a seamless transition."

The fake Pang Bo was extremely grateful, bid farewell to Pang Bo's family, and went out to travel for two or three years. When the real Pang Bo returned, any discrepancies could be attributed to variables encountered during the journey.

Looking at the appearance of Pang Bo's family, although not as vigorous as Pang Bo, they were all sturdy. Ye Fan was thoughtful; many ancient noble families had faded into the masses and returned to ordinariness.

The Primordial Ancient Star was not ordinary to begin with; it was just dormant now. When spiritual energy recovers in the future, many extraordinary bloodlines will surely rise. Among the masses, King Bodies and Divine Bodies will also be born. That will inevitably be a prosperous age, and the state of cultivation will not be weaker than the Big Dipper Cultivation World.

"The source is in Mount Kunlun..."

Ye Fan was thoughtful, crushed a few elixirs and sprinkled them into the drinking water of Pang Bo's family, then drifted away.

The civil strife in the Central Plains was settled, and Tian Lin and Penglai were destroyed one after another. He was about to go west to transform the Hu; as the Lord of the Heavenly Court, he had to manifest before the people and spread his faith.

The expedition to Jerusalem did not require Ye Fan to take action. As the Emperor, he only needed to sit there with a profound and unfathomable appearance.

The Heavenly Court army under his command swept across the four seas and eight wildernesses. Experts from the demon race, Daoist sects, noble families, and various factions set out together, shouting slogans of bringing back the ancestral artifacts, and their morale was at its peak.

The invincible Crusaders of the Western orthodoxy were defeated without suspense in the face of the full force of the Central Plains, and then they continued to advance!

The news shocked the entire Western Cultivation World. The Dark Orthodoxy and the Light Orthodoxy, which were originally fighting each other, put aside their prejudices and came to support Jerusalem one after another, including the legendary God Race.

Beneath the Shengcheng of the West, the Battle of the Five Armies was on the verge of breaking out.

"The ancestral bones and divine artifacts of the Yan and Huang Emperors are displayed in the Western lands for people to watch; for us descendants, this is a disgrace!"

"Today, the Heavenly Court descends to the mortal world to unify the Primordial World. We will take back the ancestral artifacts and wash away the shame of our ancestors!"

The young Celestial Master of Mount Longhu shouted. There were not many orthodoxies in the Central Plains that used the power of faith, and Mount Longhu was one of them. The task of promoting the Heavenly Court and preaching to the masses was naturally handed to him.

"Recite it ten times, the heavens will sing from afar, the myriad emperors will set up rituals, the rivers and seas will be silent, the mountains will hide the clouds, the sun and moon will stop their scenery, the celestial mechanism will not move, the demons will bind their forms, the ghosts and spirits will perish, the corpses will rise from the dead, the white bones will become people..."

Lin Xian passed down the Scripture of Saving People. The Daoist priests of the Lingbao Sect practiced it, and its power greatly increased, even capable of shaking the beliefs of those with great supernatural powers. They brought the full set of rituals, and the Daoist sounds shook the heavens, wanting to convert the people of the Western orthodoxy.

Many Western Holy Knights with weak minds converted instantly, took off their holy armor on the spot, put on Daoist robes, wore lotus crowns, and chanted the name of the Lingbao Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun.

This face-to-face poaching behavior thoroughly angered the Western orthodoxy. Their strongest figures emerged, and their powerful aura covered the sky and the earth.

"You are presumptuous, daring to offend even the realm of God!"

"The crime of blasphemy shall be punished by death!"

A cold and ruthless voice seemed to come from the Nine Heavens, possessing a divine power that made many people tremble.

Many cultivators of the Heavenly Court could not help but retreat, unable to withstand this aura.

Many old cultivators of the Central Plains gasped, unable to help but exclaim, this was actually a King who had cut the Dao!

"Great, it's a god, we are saved!"

After a brief silence, Jerusalem boiled over, and many ascetic monks wept with joy.

"The ancient King Race also pretending to be gods?"

Lin Xian smiled slightly, like a spring breeze blowing past, dispelling the pressure, then walked through the air and said indifferently: "Don't talk about your kind of ancient race; even true Ancestral Kings I have seen. Like that Great Sage Qian Lun, I have chatted and laughed with him."

"You are just a Half-Sage, not a true Sage!"

Another vast voice came, no weaker than the former; it was another King who had cut the Dao.

"A Half-Sage is also a Sage."

Lin Xian sighed, shook his head and said: "Wanting to counter-kill a Half-Sage, who do you think you are, an Ancient Emperor reincarnated? Or the Light Emperor's son!"

"If it were the former, I would turn and leave; if it were the latter, it would only be a match for me."

The Sage's power was vast, covering the mountains and rivers, then rushing to the Nine Heavens, vast and mighty, covering the sky and the earth, suppressing the King who had cut the Dao, and even the light of faith in the Western Shengcheng dimmed.

"Chaos Void Finger!"

Lin Xian shouted, pointing out a finger. Having reached the Half-Sage realm, he also created his own divine art, possessing great power.

With just a light touch, that King who had cut the Dao seemed to encounter a spatial turbulence, his physical body cut into countless pieces, disintegrating instantly, without even a scream, which was extremely eerie.

Counter-killing immortals is the exclusive domain of Emperor's sons and geniuses. Ordinary cultivators have no power to resist when facing absolute realm suppression.

There is no heaven-defying, no explosion; a Sage sweeping through is the norm.

"How is this possible!"

The other god trembled. He had grown up on the Primordial Ancient Star since childhood and had cultivated for two or three thousand years. He had never seen an Ancestral King and believed that there was a gap between cutting the Dao and being a Half-Sage, but he thought holding a divine weapon should make up for it.

But everything before his eyes exceeded his imagination.

Is the barrier of the Sage realm really that great?!

"Kill!" The ancient King desperately sacrificed his Half-Sage weapon, countless runes intertwined and disordered, turning into rays of immortal light to suppress and kill.

Lin Xian remained unmoved, only sighing: "After all, you haven't seen the world. If it were a King from Big Dipper, they would use a Sage weapon to fight."

Weapons of the same rank are a joke in front of the physical body of the Desolate Ancient Holy Body.

Once the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist came out, countless golden rays flew into the sky. With a bang, the Half-Sage weapon shattered.

Immediately following was another punch, turning from gold to red. Blood rain scattered, pouring down like a heavy rain, as if the heavens and earth were crying, and Jerusalem was trembling.

"The god is dead!"

"The Great Demon of the Central Plains killed the god!"

Many Western cultivators shouted in despair, unable to believe this scene. Some fanatics even had their faith collapse and committed suicide on the spot.

Only some old cultivators remained calm. They were the true descendants of the Western orthodoxy, not believers, and knew the origin of the so-called gods.

The Western orthodoxy originated from the Holy Son and revered the God of Light. They only had a cooperative relationship with these extraterrestrial god races, not their true gods.

After cutting down two god race members, Lin Xian took out the Human Emperor Banner to summon their souls and extract their memories, learning many secrets.

This god race came from a life ancient star called "Tongtian". They crossed the starry sky to the Primordial Ancient Star, but when they migrated, they left him behind here.

Because there was no racial inheritance, he was considered half a loose cultivator, ignorant and fearless toward Sages.

"Tongtian, Lingbao, Scripture of Saving People, God Race..."

In an instant, Lin Xian narrowed his eyes and thought carefully. There must be a great connection here, but the clues were limited, and he could not guess it.

Could it be that the resurrection and immortal flight of Lingbao Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun are related to the path of faith? Related to the Scripture of Saving People!

"The immortal path values life, immeasurably saving people..."

【Perfect Reward: "Seven Returns and Nine Turns Golden Pill True Scripture" (Taishang Version)】

They preached for the Heavenly Court, preached for the Emperor, and preached for the gods.

The vast sound of the scripture resounded through the heavens, converting the world, dissolving the killing intent. The fanatics who wanted to commit suicide and the Holy Knights who wanted to resist all calmed down.

Lin Xian also spat out Dao words, evolving immortal sounds, purifying everyone's soul, cleansing their Primordial Spirit. The more powerful the person, the greater the influence.

This scripture is the head of the three-cave scriptures of Daoism, eliminating natural disasters from above, protecting and stabilizing emperors, and warding off poisons and harms from below to save the masses. Both men and women receive protection and salvation, converting the mortal womb.

"Praise the Heavenly Court, praise the Huang Tiandi, praise Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun Lin..."

Countless Crusader cultivators sat cross-legged and chanted, joining the chorus, solemn and dignified, as if they were feathering and flying to immortality.

At this moment, immortal light was sprinkled, their Dao cultivation was improved, hidden injuries disappeared, diseases no longer existed, and they received tremendous benefits.

"Too terrifying, this power of conversion is unprecedented!"

The true cultivators of the Western orthodoxy trembled and did not dare to stay for a moment, fearing that if they were a second late, they would be converted.

The Heavenly Court army did not stop them, because they needed these cultivators to spread the news, incite the full resistance of the Western orthodoxy, and then wipe them all out.

"The power of the complete Scripture of Saving People is huge. What if it is chanted together with the Scripture of Saving Gods?"

"Lingbao saves people, Ruthless saves gods."

"Who in the world cannot be saved!"

Lin Xian was thoughtful. The Ruthless Great Emperor wanted to compare herself with the Nine Heavenly Venerables. Could this Scripture of Saving Gods be a demonic version evolved from the Scripture of Saving People?

The complete Scripture of Saving People is not as terrifying as the Scripture of Saving Gods, but breeds tranquility in ordinariness.

It can save people, and it can also save one's own god, saving them into nothingness.

Although it has no combat power, no laws, only a little induction, it can illuminate the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the Ten Directions and Three Realms, and even the Six Paths of Reincarnation!

He sat cross-legged at the peak of the Shengcheng, surrounded by everyone, carefully pondering the difference between the Scripture of Saving People and the Scripture of Saving Gods. The vast power of faith surged toward Lin Xian, penetrating reincarnation. What is remembered will surely have an echo.

This is the greatest mystery of faith, and it is also the mystery of saving people.

"The human path is vast, the immortal path is boundless, the ghost path is joyful, when the human life gate, the immortal path values life, the ghost path values the end..."

"How terrifying is the power of thought, it can influence reincarnation and glimpse the next life."

"At the Immortal Emperor level, one can return through this; it is truly terrifying."

Lin Xian sighed, talking to himself, and evolved a "Supreme Cave Mystery Lingbao Immeasurable Scripture of Saving People of the Upper Grade".

Suddenly, a voice echoed in his ears, praising: "Yes, what is remembered will surely have an echo; this is the greatest supernatural mystery of the myriad worlds."

Lin Xian felt a chill all over his body. Someone had approached silently, and he had no perception at all. This was too terrifying. He couldn't help but say in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"White hair stained with ten thousand calamities, time flows in vain. In a blink, it has been several epochs. I have almost forgotten who I am myself." The mysterious voice sighed: "I didn't expect that in this Dharma-Ending Age, there is still someone who remembers me."

"Junior, you look a bit familiar, hmm, and another person also looks very familiar."

"Reincarnation is truly profound; even an Emperor cannot fully comprehend it."

Lin Xian looked back, as if time had frozen. Everyone was fixed in place, like a scroll. In the scroll, only he and the mysterious person who called himself an Emperor could speak.

Emperor?!

The Emperor's corpse on Earth becoming spiritual, where would there be such a supernatural power to freeze time? Among the human Emperors, even the Carefree Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun only slightly touched the river of time.

Being able to play with time must mean touching the immortal path, and being a great achiever, truly achieving immortality and eternal indestructibility.

And, such an Emperor, such an Immortal Emperor.

Lin Xian happened to know one. Thinking of that name, he couldn't help but reveal a smile uglier than crying, his voice trembling: "Are you really that one?!"

The Primordial Ancient Star is known as a corpse-raising ground. The person before him is the number one corpse disaster of the myriad heavens and worlds, the Corpse Immortal Emperor who created the dark turmoil of the Boundary Sea, his dark body.

"It is me." The Dark Immortal Emperor said indifferently: "You practice the Emperor Scripture I created, 'Primordial True Explanation', and you are thinking about reincarnation, yet you actually know of my existence."

"It is truly rare, so I will give you a surprise."

A surprise? I'm afraid it's a fright.

Lin Xian just wanted to slap himself twice. Why did you read scriptures randomly? At first, he thought it would at most provoke a Light Emperor, but he never expected an Immortal Emperor to come. Who the hell can withstand this?

"You don't need to be nervous. If I wanted to kill you, no one could stop me." The Dark Immortal Emperor said indifferently, very calmly, without any killing intent revealed.

"Master is above, please accept this disciple's bow!"

"You created the original scripture, benefiting the myriad heavens and worlds, pointing out the path of cultivation for all races. Great merit and virtue, we dare not forget!"

Lin Xian suddenly felt a jolt and immediately bowed, extremely devout, but in his heart, he was frantically reciting the names of the Crouching Dragon and the Phoenix Chick.

(End of chapter)