Chapter 405

Great winds rise, clouds fly high, brilliant stars ask the heavens above.

What year is it tonight, after passing through many trials, seeing the Jade Emperor.

Ten thousand evils are in the human world, the heavens and earth have changed and are chaotic again.

"Ten Thousand Evils Calamity Phase... Ten Thousand Evils Calamity Phase..."

Inside the great hall, Mo Ranchen's gray brows were furrowed, unable to control himself.

He was not only the sect leader of Mount Qiyun, but also Mo Lao Wu of the Coffin-Lifting Society.

The Coffin-Lifting Society was a mysterious organization that delved into the mysteries of the Nine Methods; back then, with Zhang Laoer's talent, he did not know how much manpower and resources were spent to refine three talismans of the 【Ten Thousand Evils Calamity Phase】.

One was left for Zhang Lingzong, one was left for Xu Lao Liu.

No one had expected that the last one, and the most critical one, would actually appear here, appearing at Chu Chaoran's disciple-receiving ceremony.

Boom—

Inside the Zhenwu Great Hall, candle flames flickered, and the thick incense smoke was in disarray.

That mysterious talisman floated up into the air, a zhang square in size, eight corners dripping with light, treasure light sparkling, the heavens and earth in a daze.

In an instant, that mysterious talisman dissolved, the remaining characters like brands in the void, turning into chaotic light that wrapped around Chu Chaoran.

The moment that chaotic light touched Chu Chaoran, it dissipated and disappeared.

Boom—

Almost at the same time, a terrifying phenomenon surged from within Chu Chaoran's body, like an endless abyss, merging into one with the deep, long night.

"Who? Who exactly is it?"

In the distance, a voice seemed to be roaring in Mo Ranchen's heart, countless possibilities flashing through his mind.

He really wanted to know what kind of person had such heaven-reaching means to find the talisman of the Ten Thousand Evils Calamity Phase, daring to risk the world's great condemnation to send Chu Chaoran's great calamity on a day like today.

Boom—

If viewed with the Nascent Soul, the place where Chu Chaoran stood was a chaotic blur, like a deep, long night.

That endless darkness was still expanding, instantly shrouding the entire Zhenwu Great Hall.

Everyone was horrified; one must know that among these people, there was no lack of experts in the Three Tian Shi Realm, but once they entered the chaotic dark night, their Nascent Souls were sealed as if closed, as if returning to the confusion of the womb, with no methods to use and no techniques to perform.

Even with Three Tian Shi cultivation, it was like a trapped beast in a cage!!!

"This is the Ten Thousand Evils Calamity Phase..." Mo Ranchen roared wildly in his heart.

Things have roots and ends, events have beginnings and conclusions.

The collapse of all things, until the end, is the calamity.

All things in heaven and earth, the common people, coming to the human world of red dust, is to experience the calamity.

Calamity is the inevitable law of natural birth and extinction, the ultimate manifestation of all entropy increase.

That is the most evil character in the world, and also the most wonderful character.

At the intersection of great calamities, heaven and earth collapse, and what all things present is the projection of the Great Dao's evil phase.

War, hunger, plague, death, the collapse of civilization, the degradation of human nature, the loss of inheritance, the end times of all methods...

That endless evil phase, born from calamity, contains all disorder and chaos.

This is one of the nine supreme inner alchemy methods, the Ten Thousand Evils Calamity Phase.

"The greater the karmic position, the greater the calamity... No wonder Zhang Laoer risked his life back then to find this inner alchemy method." Mo Ranchen's heart almost sank to the bottom.

All things have their own calamities, different karmic laws, different karmic positions, and different calamities.

Grass and trees experience wind and rain to become rotten mud, mortals experience sickness and suffering to become bones, rivers and marshes experience great droughts to become withered pools...

The Ten Thousand Evils Calamity Phase changes in a thousand ways.

This talisman falling on a mortal is just ordinary disaster, hardship, and suffering.

But falling on Chu Chaoran, that is the Pure Yang Great Calamity, the disaster of the end of the Dharma.

Such a disaster radiates to the masses, affecting all living beings; the higher the karmic position, the greater the influence received.

In the ancient Zhenwu Great Hall, there was no longer a shred of light.

Pure Yang suffers a calamity, like the sky without sun and moon, the earth losing mountains and rivers, all things buried in chaos, all methods returning to disorder.

"The great calamity intersects, heaven collapses and earth sinks, the four seas merge in the underworld, gold and jade sink, all paths reach their end, what is there to rely on in Pure Yang, what is there to fear in divine abilities..."

At this moment, that most bright and magnificent existence between heaven and earth seemed to be completely banished, reduced to a speck of dust in the chaos.

On the path of Zhenwu Mountain, candle flames were bright, and the bright moonlight spilled out a road, leading straight to the Golden Summit.

Li Miaoyin's Nascent Soul was tied to that wisp of thick incense smoke, kowtowing step by step up Zhenwu Mountain, about to enter under the Pure Yang gate.

This was a heavenly fate that many people envied, but now they watched helplessly as it fell into the hands of that proud daughter of heaven.

"Your wife really showed her face today." Fang Changle followed closely behind Zhang Fan, unable to help but say.

"It really earned face for you Zhang family." Ge Shuangxiu smiled lightly.

Zhang Fan's mouth curled up slightly, but he did not speak, just silently following behind Li Miaoyin, witnessing her ascending the Golden Summit Palace and entering the Zhenwu Hall.

Hum—

Suddenly, on the narrow mountain path, Li Miaoyin stopped her steps, and the originally thick incense smoke became disordered and scattered.

"Hmm!?"

Zhang Fan's expression changed slightly, looking intently, and he saw Li Miaoyin's Nascent Soul tied to the incense smoke also becoming dim; a strange fluctuation, elusive and faint, transmitted along the incense smoke, unaware and unfelt, as if penetrating Li Miaoyin's Nascent Soul in that instant.

At this moment, she seemed to be suffering a calamity, entering the void of emptiness, the place of profound silence.

"Why did she stop? Stopping halfway, isn't she afraid of missing the auspicious time?"

"Something is wrong, her Nascent Soul seems to have a problem."

"It really is, her aura is decaying; is this an entrance test?"

At this moment, more and more people noticed Li Miaoyin's abnormality; the Nascent Soul tied to the incense smoke became increasingly dim, and the connection between the two gradually weakened.

Zhang Fan's expression was solemn, looking at Li Miaoyin, then looking up toward the Golden Summit direction.

With his knowledge, he did not know what had happened, but he felt this was not any test, but that something had gone wrong on the Golden Summit side, to the extent that the Nascent Soul Li Miaoyin was tied to was affected and influenced.

"If you go to Zhenwu Mountain, there will be a calamity."

"Chu Chaoran is also a person; as long as he is a person, he will die."

Before leaving, Jiang Lai's warning echoed in Zhang Fan's mind.

"The Dao is not easily transmitted, the Dharma is not cheaply sold; I just said that wanting to worship under the Pure Yang True Person's gate, how could it be so easy?"

"This shows that she is not qualified enough; if she cannot grasp this fate, then it is our opportunity."

Just at this moment, a discordant voice rang out among the crowd.

Zhang Fan's gaze lifted, and he looked over.

"Seize the heavenly secret, compete for the Dharma fate, refine the elixir into gold for billions of years, the fate is not complete, the merit is hard to perfect..."

"True Person Chaoran said personally in the Zhenwu Great Hall that if she cannot grasp the fate, a more suitable person will appear."

In the crowd, a loud voice rang out; it was none other than Gu Yinxia; this high-ranking disciple of Bai He Guan even knew clearly what Chu Chaoran had just said in the Zhenwu Great Hall last night.

"His heart is punishable!" Fang Changle's gaze flared, and he shouted sternly.

"This is what True Person Chaoran said personally." Gu Yinxia's voice grew even louder.

"He opened his doors wide, bestowing a fate that benefits all living beings, not the fortune of one person."

"All those who stand on this Zhenwu Mountain today are fated."