Chapter 1028

Ji Ting, Ji Chan, Ji Ming and the others simultaneously raised their heads, looking dazed at the Canghai Daoist.

The Canghai Daoist wore a sincere, warm smile and gently waved at them.

Ji Ting suddenly shouted, "Ghosts! How did you get in? How is that possible… the Immortal Transformation Pool, how could an outsider break in?"

Ji Ting's expression was rich and vivid, completely lacking the composure expected of a powerful figure who holds great authority and has weathered many storms.

On the contrary, his behavior was no different from that of a greenhorn just starting out.

It is obvious that, although he enjoys a high position in the Heavenly Court and commands a shocking number of Demon-purging Bureau troops, this Heavenly Lord of the Bureau has experienced too little hardship and his scheming is too shallow.

"You just walked in like that." The Canghai Daoist smiled: "This treasure is fated with me; please open the doors of convenience and let this Immortal Transformation Pool… return to its true master."

"Impudent!" Ji Ting's face darkened as he bellowed, "Form the formation, jointly strike him down!"

Before Ji Ting's voice faded, the Demon-purging Bureau commanders beside him had not yet had time to coordinate his action, when the Canghai Daoist's surrounding hundred and eight Canghai Sea Divine Pearls, bobbing and floating, leapt forth with lively azure divine light.

The roaring surge's thunderous crash shook heaven and earth; the hundred and eight Canghai Sea Divine Pearls fell like a sudden hailstorm, whistling as they struck Ji Ting and the others, breaking bones and tendons, plasma spraying everywhere.

In the span of a breath, aside from Ji Ting, everyone else was blasted apart, their bodies disintegrating into countless strands of plasma scattering in all directions.

Only the pool water of the Immortal Transformation Pool, formed from endless plasma mixed with heaven-earth primordial energy, continuously poured into Ji Ting's body; his wounds appeared and instantly healed, vanishing without a trace.

Relying on the meager remaining water of the Immortal Transformation Pool, Ji Ting gripped the six-foot-long Thunderbolt Silver Halberd in his right hand, roaring as he charged at the Canghai Daoist; the halberd whipped up dozens of majestic thunder dragons, whose booming storm sounds crashed down without cease.

The Canghai Daoist laughed loudly, his wide sleeves rolling up thousand-layered waves that gently blocked the thunder dragons; despite Ji Ting's all-out assault, wave after wave rose, and the thunder dragons could not break through the wave defense for a moment.

A faint divine light sprayed from the Canghai Daoist's palms as the Myriad Transformations Tribulation Hand unfolded, smoothing the thunder patterns formed inside the thunder dragons; the dragons continually cracked and dissipated, and soon the Canghai Daoist shattered them all, then punched Ji Ting in the chest.

The Canghai Daoist is a three-corpse avatar severed by Wu Tie's One Qi Transformed into Three Purities; formed from one of Wu Tie's three corpses fused with the Canghai Sea Divine Pearl, using the pearl as a vessel. Thus every move of the Canghai Daoist wields the tremendous force of the hundred and eight Canghai Sea Divine Pearls fused together.

Though the punch seemed light and casual, it actually concentrated the full power of the hundred and eight Canghai Sea Divine Pearls within.

This was the hundred and eight Canghai small worlds pressing down simultaneously.

Ji Ting's eyes bulged; at that moment he felt like a pitiful egg while the enemy smashed a huge grindstone onto him.

With a tremendous boom, Ji Ting was blown by the Canghai Daoist's fist into countless fragments of thunder light.

In the vast hall, only Ji Ting's hysterical roar remained: "The Heavenly Court will not spare you… you lot, wait and see, under the wrath of the Great Heavenly Venerable, each of you will have your clans exterminated, each of you will meet a bad end."

The Canghai Daoist smiled silently, his fist killing Ji Ting, and he arrived at the edge of the Immortal Transformation Pool.

Inside the Immortal Transformation Pool, over a hundred million unformed soldier bodies simultaneously disintegrated; the pool water, originally only an inch or two deep, instantly restored to several feet deep.

Accompanied by piercing thunderclaps, after a breath, Ji Ting, Ji Chan, Ji Ming and the others leapt out from the restored pool water.

Hundreds of commanders formed a battle array behind Ji Ting, taking as its core an archway wrapped in thunderbolts and coiled with nine thunder dragons, while nine huge, bright thunder pearls slowly rose and rotated around the archway.

The auras of Ji Ting and his companions merged with the archway and the nine thunder pearls; above the vast Immortal Transformation Pool, countless electric lights flickered, intertwining faintly in the air to form an extremely ancient seal-script character for "thunder."

"Thunder, the command of the firmament." Ji Ting's body rose slowly; he loftily gazed down at the Canghai Daoist standing beside the Immortal Transformation Pool and thundered, "Whoever disrespects heaven and earth, whoever bears great sin, heaven shall send thunder to punish."

"You, having ascended to the venerable level through demonic means, are guilty of enormous evil."

"You dare to repeatedly slaughter heavenly gods, your crimes are enormous."

"You dare to show disrespect to the Heavenly Court and the Great Heavenly Venerable; your sins are unforgivable."

With Ji Ting's mighty roar, thunder light condensed into countless spears, swords, halberds and other weapons; these thunder-forged weapons emitted a terrifying aura, each far stronger than ordinary innate spirit weapons.

Ji Ting raised his right hand high, then swept it toward the Canghai Daoist.

Beside the Canghai Daoist, the Canghai Sea Divine Pearls spun rapidly, drawing ripples of water light that trailed countless streams of light.

Azure waves swirled and danced around the Canghai Daoist, making him like a great vortex; the myriad thunder-forged weapons struck this vortex, not even a splash of spray could be raised.

"This battle formation is not bad either." The Canghai Daoist looked at Ji Ting and sincerely remarked, "It feels like each time you are killed, you become much stronger—what is the reason?"

Ji Ting fell silent for a moment, while silently urging the formation to attack the Canghai Daoist; after pondering, he slowly said, "After we become heavenly gods of the Heavenly Court, everything is already imprinted on our souls; we merely need to fuse it with our true selves."

"Each time we die in battle and are reborn in the Immortal Transformation Pool, it is the heavenly god's imprint deepening its fusion with us."

"Each death is a fiery rebirth; we absorb the experience, lessons, and all kinds of knowledge from the heavenly god's imprint, countless divine abilities and secret techniques, countless immortal divine spells—it is like wiping away the haze before our eyes, gradually becoming clear."

Ji Ting gazed sternly at the Canghai Daoist: "You cannot kill us; we will only grow stronger."

No sooner had he spoken than a Canghai Sea Divine Pearl leapt out, striking a commander behind Ji Ting; that commander, focused solely on forming the formation to attack the Canghai Daoist, completely neglected his own defense.

The Canghai Sea Divine Pearl shattered his upper half, blowing him into drifting plasma across the sky.

The Canghai Daoist smiled: "It seems you still need to die a few more times before you can be a match for this humble Daoist."

Amid laughter, the Canghai Daoist manifested the Pangu True Form, his body towering tens of thousands of feet high; then his massive hands unleashed the Myriad Transformations Tribulation Hand, slamming a heavy palm into the Immortal Transformation Pool.

The several-feet-deep water in the Immortal Transformation Pool, which could have allowed Ji Ting and the hundreds of Demon-purging Bureau commanders to be reborn hundreds of times, was utterly blown apart by the Canghai Daoist's palm.

The intricate, mysterious pattern structure of the pool water became utterly chaotic; clumps of plasma burst, clumps of rich heaven-earth primordial energy collided and exploded wildly; in the mutual explosions, vast clumps of heaven-earth primordial energy collapsed and condensed, ultimately forming countless head-sized supreme primordial crystals that clinked as they fell, covering the ground.

In the hall where the Immortal Transformation Pool stood, a downpour of supreme primordial crystals fell.

The Canghai Daoist smiled, opening his wide sleeves to absorb all those supreme primordial crystals. Now the Colossal Divine Soldier Legion of Wuguo is already an astronomically terrifying number; though these colossal divine soldiers can self-sacrifice heaven-earth primordial energy to replenish consumption, on the battlefield they inevitably suffer periods of excessive energy drain.

At such times, these high-density compressed supreme primordial crystals are needed to urgently replenish their energy consumption.

These supreme primordial crystals are extremely important strategic resources, and the Canghai Daoist naturally accepts them with a smile.

Seeing the Immortal Transformation Pool's water blasted away to nothing by a single palm, Ji Ting and the others exchanged a glance, then simultaneously charged at the Canghai Daoist; terrifying thunder light erupted within them, they fearlessly rushed to his side and directly self-detonated.

The hall of the Immortal Transformation Pool was swept up by a terrifying thunderstorm condensed into substance.

The Canghai Daoist's figure was submerged in the thunderstorm, as wild, raging thunder rolled and shook for a full hour before gradually dissipating.

The hundred and eight Canghai Sea Divine Pearls spun rapidly in the void, endless waves surrounding them, the pearls gleaming brightly; in the prior terrifying self-detonation, this treasure from the Ancient Dragon King suffered no damage whatsoever.

The Canghai Daoist stood amid the Canghai Sea Divine Pearls, his hair slightly disheveled, his robes somewhat rumpled, looking a bit embarrassed.

He gave a dry chuckle, wiped his forehead, and said softly, "You stingy lot, is it really worth blowing yourselves up just over seizing one Immortal Transformation Pool for study? Looks like the Heavenly Court isn't exactly magnanimous."

Gleefully approaching the Immortal Transformation Pool, the Canghai Daoist hesitated: "Should I move the outer hall along with it, or just the pool itself? Uh…"

After some thought, the Canghai Daoist shook his head and laughed: "Forget it, let's move those outer clouds as well… these clouds are not magical flight clouds condensed from mana, but flying spirit treasures refined from strange materials—interesting, interesting, worth referencing, worth referencing!"

The Canghai Daoist escaped the hall, then the hundred and eight Canghai Sea Divine Pearls dispersed, enveloping the hundreds of connected cloud fragments entirely.

"Rise!"

Vast Sea Daoist let out a great shout, azure water-light swept across the void, enveloping hundreds of floating clouds within.

Several hundred pieces of floating clouds, together with the great hall deep within the clouds, together with the Immortal-Transforming Pool inside the hall, were simultaneously pulled by an irresistible mighty force and all sank into the Vast Sea Divine Pearl.

In the high heavens, atop the extremely high firmament, strands of clouds and rosy light rolled rapidly, quickly gathering together, forming a pair of giant eyes stretching thousands of li, which stared down fiercely at the Canghai Daoist.

"The venerable one, I remember you." A subtle sound came from the high heavens, accompanied by a mighty pressure, falling upon the Canghai Daoist.

The Canghai Daoist looked up, saw the pair of giant eyes in the high heavens, smiled and shook his head: "Stop the nonsense; if you have the guts, come."

The eyes blinked, a faint ripple carrying his voice spreading quickly in all directions: "The Thunder Department Demon-Elimination Office, follow the established plan, sweep the battlefields of demons…… The Demon-Elimination Office's Ji Ting Heavenly Lord has already retreated; there is no need to go to the Earth-class Yi Nine Battlefield."

The Canghai Daoist smiled faintly; the eyes dissipated, turning once more into strands of drifting clouds blown far away by the high-altitude gale.

Mu Dalu, at the core position surrounded by boundless seas, on a vast boundless continent, surges of mighty aura shot up into the sky.

Within the magnificent mountains and rivers where the aura was mighty and the mountain ranges surged like a hundred dragons, on each great mountain stood rows of majestic palaces built of giant stones, neatly arranged.

Countless heavily armored soldiers guarded the strategic passes everywhere; in the sky, more soldiers stepped on clouds back and forth, as streams of light hurriedly shuttled between palace after palace and mountain ridge after mountain ridge.

Within a mountain ridge shrouded in faint thunder light, inside a huge palace, Ji Ting's roar rose to the heavens: "I want…"

A cold voice cut off Ji Ting's words: "The Great Heavenly Venerable already knows your affairs and orders you to reflect in seclusion for three months."

After a long while, after a long while, Ji Ting's weak voice came from inside the hall: "Yes, your servant respectfully follows the Great Heavenly Venerable's sacred edict."

At the heart of this vast, awe-inspiring palace complex, atop a peak of myriad phenomena, a middle-aged man in splendid robes, with loose flowing hair and a dignified, square-faced countenance full of authority, glanced toward where Ji Ting was and slightly shook his head.

"Looks like we'll have to kill them a few more times before they become useful." The middle-aged man smiled faintly: "I thought it too simple. However, with the Immortal-Transforming Pool, dying a few more times just means buying some time—no problem."

With hands behind his back, the middle-aged man strode lightly into the majestic palace on the mountain peak, then proceeded along a passageway inside the palace, gradually going deeper into the mountain's interior. He kept moving downward, gradually entering the earth's depths.

Humming a little mountain tune, the middle-aged man came before a gate cast of silver-white metal; he chuckled, bringing his face close to the gate. Two faint blue beams shot out from the smooth, mirror-like gate, sweeping quickly across his eyes and lips, after which the metal gate rippled like water, forming a silver-white vortex.

The middle-aged man strode into the vortex, penetrating the metal gate a hundred zhang thick, and entered a huge cavern.

The cavern, entirely cast of silver-white metal, teemed with countless big and small silver-white metal spiders that scurried about lightly, accompanied by the sound 'ding ding ding'.

Inside a cavern spanning nearly a thousand li, a large quantity of simple, smooth-looking equipment was placed, though no one knew what it was for.

At the cavern's core, a milky-white light pillar rose, within which a seven-colored crystal brain hovered silently. After the middle-aged man entered the cavern, the surface of the seven-colored crystal brain flowed with divine light, and a gentle voice sounded.

"Little Ji, you've come." Didn't I tell you not to bother me if there's nothing?

The middle-aged man smiled, stepped to the light pillar, bowed before the seven-colored crystal brain, and took out a crystal ball the size of a fist.

"I've discovered some interesting things that should be related to the story you told me when I was young."

The crystal ball lit up; amid the misty rosy light, the image appeared of Ji Ting's Demon-Elimination Office army and the Wuguo army engaged in battle.

In the picture, the soldiers of the Demon-Subduing Office were engulfed in vast flames, blown to pieces by the Chaos Fire Crossbow. One could clearly see, on the ground and in the sky, great masses of pitch-black giant god soldiers moving in perfect unison, as if a single person were frantically pouring fire.