Chapter 4774

As the conflict between Jun Xiaoyao and the Ancestral Dragon Clan temporarily came to an end.

This news, like having grown wings, began to spread throughout the Immortal Soil.

And Jun Xiaoyao, this contemporary monstrous talent of the Jun Clan, was also becoming increasingly known to some dust-sealed heavenly pride.

Many people also sighed, saying it was no wonder he was of the Jun Clan.

Whether it was the dust-sealed heavenly pride or contemporary figures, none were simpletons.

Many were also curious—what if Jun Xiaoyao encountered the dust-sealed members of the Jun Clan in the Immortal Soil?

If the two generations of Jun Clan monstrous talents joined forces, what kind of spectacle would it be?

And just as various disturbances were spreading within the Immortal Soil.

In various places of the Nine Heavens Tianhe, there were some ancient sites that had lain dormant for countless ages.

For example, some secret realms hidden within spacetime interlayers.

Or some long-forgotten ancient altars, dust-sealed spatial passages for countless ages, and so on.

At a certain moment, these places that should have remained dormant began to show abnormalities.

Pitch-black fissures slowly opened in the depths of the void.

Beyond the fissures, it seemed as if connected to an endless expanse of eternal darkness.

A cold, decaying, and evil aura seeped out from within, bit by bit.

This aura was extremely unique.

It was utterly incompatible with the heavenly and earthly laws of the vast starry sky.

Wherever it passed, heaven and earth seemed to be polluted.

Everything was undergoing mutation.

And this aura was not unfamiliar to cultivators on this side of the vast starry sky.

It was precisely the undead substance!

……

The Lingxu Tianhe, an ancient secret realm long forgotten.

This place had once been an extremely flourishing holy land of cultivation.

In ancient times, even near-divine beings had lectured here.

But with the passage of time, the once-flourishing cultivation holy land had withered and declined.

Black mountain ranges stretched across the land, their bodies covered in traces of erosion by the ages.

The sky was wrapped in band-like black mist, and in the distance, shattered palaces floated midair.

And right at the center of this secret realm.

Suddenly, a rift tore open in the void.

At the instant the rift appeared.

An extremely yin and cold aura slowly seeped out from within.

Black mist roiled, and the void twisted.

At the same time, around this secret realm, some heavenly pride cultivators searching for opportunities sensed something.

"What is happening?"

"A spatial rift?"

"Wait……that aura!"

Some heavenly pride cultivators sensed it, and their figures flashed through the air as they arrived.

These people were all heavenly pride cultivators from various factions across the vast starry sky.

They had originally thought some kind of rare treasure had appeared here.

But when they saw the spatial rift and sensed the yin and cold aura seeping from within.

Everyone's faces changed.

"That aura—could it be……"

Boom!

The spatial rift suddenly expanded.

Endless black mist surged out like a tidal wave.

A figure.

Slowly walked out from within.

It was a tall, middle-aged man wearing a tattered black monk's robe.

His robe was stained with mottled bloodstains.

Barefoot, he stepped in the void.

His head was completely bald, covered with crimson-colored precept scars.

He looked like a Buddhist practitioner, yet his eyes flowed with an intense, extreme blood light.

Like two wheels of blood-colored abyss.

Behind his head, a Buddhist halo floated.

But this halo was not golden.

Instead, it was pitch-black like ink, with dark light swirling, resembling a black sun.

Upon seeing this.

The pupils of all cultivators present contracted slightly.

"Is that a Buddhist practitioner?"

"No, the aura on him……"

"It's a Dark Realm living being!"

Boom!

The crowd instantly exploded into chaos.

Everyone's heart suddenly contracted, feeling a scalp-numbing sensation.

How could a Dark Realm living being appear in the Nine Heavens Tianhe?

Among those present, someone shouted in anger.

"Dark Realm evil beast, kill!"

A brilliant sword light instantly tore through the long sky.

However, the black-robed monk who saw this scene merely curled his lips into a cruel and eerie smile.

He didn't even move his footsteps half a fraction.

He pressed his palms together, slowly uttering a string of profound and obscure ancient Buddhist-Daoist scriptures from his mouth.

"Namo…… Ultimate Bliss Demon Realm…… ferry all heavens……"

Hum!

Ancient Buddhist sounds instantly rang out between heaven and earth.

At first hearing, those Buddhist sounds were solemn and dignified.

But the next moment, they abruptly transformed into boundless demonic sounds.

One eerie Buddha phantom after another emerged in the void.

The Buddha phantoms all had their eyes closed, chanting scriptures.

Yet on the brow of every single Buddha phantom, there was a blood-colored vertical mark.

Behind them were also black Buddhist halos.

One black Buddhist-Daoist scripture ancient character after another manifested in the void.

That sword light had just rushed into them.

When it vanished like a clay ox entering the sea, instantly dissipating.

Simultaneously, that eerie demonic sound transformed into hundreds of pitch-black Sanskrit runes.

Like maggots in the bone, they instantly burrowed deep into the consciousness sea and primordial spirit of the proud son of heaven who had attacked!

"Ah!"

Accompanied by bursts of miserable shrieks, in just a few breaths' time.

That proud son of heaven who had attacked went blank-faced, then directly knelt in mid-air toward the black-robed monk, like a dead-loyal slave!

This scene.

Thoroughly chilled the hearts of the remaining people.

"He's been controlled?"

"Run, we're no match for this person, spread the news!"

A proud son of heaven shouted sternly, his figure suddenly retreating.

The black-robed monk was expressionless, murmuring demonic Buddhist scriptures from his mouth.

Those cultivators attempting to flee, one after another, went blank-faced, their primordial spirits eroded and controlled.

Finally converted, they completely lost their self-awareness.

The black-robed monk gazed at this scene, his eyes without the slightest ripple.

"The vast starry sky……"

The black-robed monk slowly raised his head.

Sensing the spiritual qi of heaven and earth around him, he experienced the heaven and earth rules completely different from the Dark Realm.

A moment later.

He lightly exhaled a breath.

"So these are the heaven and earth rules of the vast starry sky, truly extraordinary."

"Unexpectedly, we once also came from this place……"

This black-robed monk was precisely a powerhouse of the Dark Realm's Dark Ancient Monk lineage.

In fact, the Dark Realm's Dark Ancient Monk lineage were not native Dark Realm living beings.

Their source was, long ago, a batch of supremely powerful Buddhist cultivators in the vast starry sky.

They betrayed the vast starry sky during the Dark Realm invasion back then, actively defecting to the Dark Realm.

After being thoroughly assimilated and corrupted by undying matter, they gradually evolved into the current Dark Buddhist force of formidable renown.

To the side, a Dark Ancient Monk also wearing tattered monk robes stepped forward and spoke.

"Lord Zagu, where do we go next?"

"Do we stay in the Spirit Ruins Tianhe first, and continue converting living beings?"

When mentioning converting living beings, a glint of dark red strange light also flashed in this Dark Ancient Monk's eyes.

Obviously the "conversion" in his mouth was not conversion in the usual sense.

It was more like a kind of enslavement.

And this monk named Zagu was an outstanding figure among the Dark Ancient Monk lineage.

He was also a Dark Realm Divine Chosen of the Dark Realm's Twelve Halls.

Dark Realm Divine Chosen are existences more powerful and higher in status than Dark Realm Heavenly Chosen.

Zagu smiled faintly.

Not necessary.

Converting these people is meaningless.

He looked up toward the distance.

Go directly to the Immortal Land.

The poor monk would like to see...

In the Immortal Land, those evildoers sealed for countless ages—what abilities do they actually possess?

I hope they don't disappoint me...