Chapter 597: Inverting Yin and Yang, Reversing Heaven and Sun

"Why did Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Qingmiao leave the formation?"

"Reporting to the Emperor, Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Qingmiao said his weapon was snatched by that Daoist, and he can no longer fight."

"And what of Mother Qing?"

"Reporting to the Venerable One, her supreme treasure was smashed, and she was wounded by that mortal True Person; she is currently grieving."

Within the Golden Hall of the Divine Palace, many immortals were gathered before the Heaven-Observing Mirror, watching the great battle in the mortal realm. Among them were many deities also respectfully addressed as Emperors.

But seeing the Great Defense Yili Shenjun grow in size, looking across the entire Mount Yishan, few peaks could stand taller than him. Even facing the Lotus Peak that had risen to its feet, he did not fall into a disadvantage. When both sides collided with force, the shockwaves sometimes blew all the way up to the heavens, which some of the twilight-aged old gods could not endure.

Yet, because Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Qingmiao had left the formation and Mother Qing had no strength left to fight, even with the aid of the Six Ministries of Orthodox Gods, the various True Lords and deities were slow to conquer Mount Yishan.

Just then, another divine official arrived on clouds to report:

"Reporting to the Heavenly Emperor and all Venerable Immortals and Gods, someone has seen the Bodhisattvas, Vajras, and the Eight Legions of Heavenly Dragons of the Buddhist Gate!"

"Where? What is happening?" a deity spoke up. "His Majesty long ago issued orders to summon them; why have they not arrived yet?"

"It is said they were ordered by the Heavenly Emperor to come and assist, but as soon as they left the Western Heaven, they were intercepted by the Tianshan Ancestor of the Western Regions in league with several other deities. After finally repelling them, fearing they would miss the Heavenly Emperor's command, they rushed toward this side, but just as they reached the south, they were intercepted again."

"Who blocked them?"

"It was the Divine Lords under the command of the Southern Emperor Yu Jian; it seems to be the two, Yili Shenjun Yi Li and Yuezhao Yuanjun Yue Zhao."

An old immortal asked in a panic.

But then the Purple Emperor uttered a single sentence:

"Turn the Heaven-Observing Mirror."

The two spirit officials before the mirror, titled the Great Generals of Mirror Observation, who were specifically in charge of the Heaven-Observing Mirror, immediately pointed their fingers upon hearing this.

The reporting divine official stepped forward to explain the orientation in detail.

The image in the Heaven-Observing Mirror changed several times, and after a few blurs, it revealed a sky full of Buddhist clouds.

Above the Buddhist clouds, Buddhist light shone everywhere. Two Bodhisattvas sat on lotus pedestals; one held a pure vase, the other held a flower between their fingers. Behind them were Vajras and Arhats, each radiating Buddhist light and sitting on lotus pedestals. Further back, on even higher Buddhist clouds, the Eight Legions of Heavenly Dragons gathered; some looked like yaoguai, some like ghosts, and some like dragons or snakes—it was truly a chaotic dance of demons.

The Purple Emperor's gaze turned slightly cold, and he said nothing more.

Blocking them on the opposite side were precisely the Southern Yili Shenjun Yi Li and Yuezhao Yuanjun Yue Zhao. Behind them were the Twin Generals of Thunder and Fire, along with dozens of less famous divine generals and three thousand heavenly soldiers.

"We are acting under the Heavenly Emperor's command to go to Mount Yishan to support the battle. You two True Lords are deities of the Nine Heavens; why do you block us?" The Bodhisattva holding the pure vase was the Bodhisattva of Pure Karma and Vows; he spoke up to inquire.

"This is the incense-offering territory of Emperor Yu Jian; it is not convenient for Bodhisattvas of the Western Heaven Buddhist Gate to enter," Yuezhao Yuanjun Yue Zhao said. "If you wish to visit, please allow us to send someone back to report to the Emperor to make arrangements for your reception, and we shall invite the Buddhist Bodhisattvas to come another day."

The two Bodhisattvas immediately looked at each other.

The other, the Bodhisattva of Sound and Light, spoke up: "Does Emperor Yu Jian no longer respect the Heavenly Emperor?"

He asked this question directly to Yili Shenjun Yi Li.

Clearly, in his view, Yili Shenjun Yi Li, as the head of the Three Sages of the South, held a status far higher than this Yuezhao Yuanjun Yue Zhao.

Yet Yili Shenjun Yi Li did not speak; only that Yuezhao Yuanjun Yue Zhao said indifferently:

"My Emperor does not know of this; this is the action of my elder brother and myself."

"Do you two donors no longer respect the Heavenly Emperor?"

"We naturally respect the Heavenly Emperor, but we respect the Righteous Dao even more. Today, the Heavenly Emperor does not distinguish between good and evil and recklessly exterminates yaoguai; he has already fallen into paranoia. Both the deities of the Nine Heavens and the local gods of the mortal realm have grievances. Even you Buddhist friends—the reason you dare to come, in my view, is merely because you covet the southern incense, are too far from the Central Plains, and the Heavenly Emperor has not yet set his sights on your Eight Legions of Heavenly Dragons."

Daoist Jiang glanced at the Eight Legions of Heavenly Dragons behind them:

"Everyone, please return. Last time Bodhisattva Ciyun came to the south, we did not pay much heed; this time, it is absolutely impossible for us to let you proceed to Mount Yishan."

The two Bodhisattvas looked at each other again.

If they were to fight—although the Buddhist Bodhisattvas had high magical power, most were not skilled in combat. They truly had no confidence they could defeat Yili Shenjun Yi Li, the head of the Southern Three Sages. The Vajras and Arhats were slightly better, and those who came this time were chosen for their combat prowess, but they were not necessarily better than the divine generals on the opposite side. The Eight Legions of Heavenly Dragons were indeed fierce and good at fighting, but the armor, blades, and battle formations of the heavenly soldiers were no child's play.

Moreover, they had just fought the Tianshan Ancestor and the Western Region deities; they had both losses and fatigue. Conversely, the opposite side was not only resting while they were exhausted, but their rear was the incense territory of the Southern deities, where incense was constant and divine power was inexhaustible.

For a moment, the two sides were in a standoff.

And within the Golden Hall of the Divine Palace above the Nine Heavens immortal clouds, the numerous immortals were silent.

They all realized one thing—

Emperor Yu Jian's attitude seemed to be starting to change.

Originally, in their estimations, even if Emperor Yu Jian were to contend with the Purple Emperor, it should have waited until the end of the current dynasty at the earliest.

Yet, the True Person Lin who could entangle Yili Shenjun Fuchi, the True Person Shan who could contend with the deities of the Nine Heavens, and the dissatisfaction of all parties toward the Purple Emperor—whether by feigning compliance or offering help—had allowed him to see the opportunity ahead of time.

"Hmph..."

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The Purple Emperor ordered the Great General of Mirror Observation to turn the Heaven-Observing Mirror back.

As soon as it turned back, they saw a Daoist who looked like an old farmer holding a silver mirror on the battlefield where the sun and moon had lost their light.

"Jiong jiong jiong..."

Silver light began to shoot out from the silver mirror.

Even in broad daylight, these silver rays were as dazzling as lightning, nine at a time, shooting in different directions, and they were continuous.

For a moment, in the mortal Mount Yishan, the sky was filled with silver light, weaving into a net, shooting toward the various True Lords and deities.

The True Lords could still block them, but those Venerable Immortals and Great Gods could only see if their life-saving miraculous powers could help them avoid them. If they could not avoid them, there was absolutely no possibility of resisting them head-on.

Some silver light even shot toward the heavens.

"Jiong..."

A ray of silver light shot out from below the Golden Hall of the Divine Palace, piercing heaven and earth in an instant. Fortunately, there was no tiled roof above this Golden Hall of the Divine Palace, and it did not hit that Emperor or deity, so it did not cause any damage.

Even so, it frightened several old gods into retreating repeatedly, and the guards and martial gods in the hall surged forward one after another to protect the deities and Emperors.

"What are you panicking about?" the Purple Emperor spoke. "Who still remembers what kind of law is practiced on Mount Yishan?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, it is the Yin-Yang Spirit Law."

"Hmph!" The Purple Emperor snorted coldly again. "Practicing the Yin-Yang Spirit Law and daring to act presumptuously before me?"

After finishing his words, he waved his hand toward the mortal realm.

In the mortal realm, on the mountain, it was daytime, the sun was scorching, and the True Persons and True Lords of both sides were fighting fiercely when they suddenly felt a change in heaven and earth.

Both sides immediately stopped and looked up.

They saw the sun, which had just been in the center of the sky, beginning to move rapidly toward the west.

Not only could it be seen with the naked eye, but it was also extremely distinct.

In the blink of an eye, it moved a segment to the west; in a breath, it moved a small half to the west. In just two or three breaths, the mortal scorching sun was approaching Mount Yishan.

The sunlight between heaven and earth also rapidly changed from scorching white to pale gold, then to pale yellow and orange-yellow, until at this moment, it was as bright red as blood. That scorching sun, which originally could not be looked at directly, also revealed its outline on the horizon—a round, rouge-colored sphere, illuminating the sky with colorful clouds.

It was exactly the same as an ordinary sunset behind the mountains.

What is truly terrifying is also this point—

From every aspect, it was exactly the same as the normal twilight of heaven and earth and the sunset behind the mountains.

There were no spatial fluctuations, no magical spells or miraculous powers, no traces of any illusionary realm, and they didn't even feel any profound Daoist mysteries. It was as if the sun had just moved a bit faster, and at the same time, the solar spiritual aura between heaven and earth was gradually decreasing; it was truly dusk.

The next moment, the sun sank to the bottom of the mountain.

Heaven and earth darkened rapidly, and night fell.

But it was not just one Mount Yishan, not just within Yixian County, and not even just the entire Huizhou; the entire mortal realm was like this.

The sun had set, but no moon or stars had risen.

Heaven and earth were pitch black, without any light source.

At the same time, there was no Yin-Yang spiritual aura.

At this time, it was no longer daytime, so the solar spiritual aura had almost disappeared, but it was not yet night, so the lunar spiritual aura had not descended either.

The darkness at this moment was truly despairing.

"Peng..."

Several clusters of flames rose into the sky, turning into the sun and moon in the heavens.

Countless fireflies flew out, becoming stars filling the sky.

Those heavenly soldiers and divine generals radiated divine light from their bodies, and some True Lords' eyes shone like lanterns, their weapons also emitting divine light. On the parts of that giant mountain god's back that hadn't been smashed, some stone palace lanterns also lit up, illuminating the rock cracks, grass, trees, and stone steps on its body.

Little by little, light sources illuminated this heaven and earth.

They also illuminated the shocked faces of the Mount Yishan Daoists.

"Not good! This is the Purple Emperor's supreme miraculous power, Inverting Yin and Yang!" True Person Xuanming said. "Presumably the sun of the entire mortal realm has set! He actually took action himself to assist; we cannot fight anymore!"

Except for the Xiao Xiao Shimei, the True Persons of Mount Yishan all practiced the Yin-Yang Spirit Law. Fuyao also practiced the Yin-Yang Spirit Law; Daoist Bai Luan and True Person Moyu were yaoguai, and nine out of ten yaoguai also practiced the Yin-Yang Spirit Law. Only the Xiao Xiao Shimei, True Person Xuanming, and the Mount Yishan Mountain Yili Shenjun were not related to the Yin-Yang spiritual aura.

Conversely, on the opposite side, several Divine Lords relied mostly on incense divine power, and most immortals practiced the Heaven-Earth Spirit Law.

In this way, it was difficult for them to replenish their magical power, and defeat was only a matter of time.

A voice came again from above the Nine Heavens:

"The Heavenly Emperor has a decree: within three days, level Mount Yishan."

The hearts of everyone on Mount Yishan sank.

Could it be that they had to flee?

True Persons were not so easy to kill, and moreover, they all had life-saving miraculous powers, so they could leave. But if they left, how could the Mountain Yili Shenjun leave?

Could it be that they had to abandon the Mountain Yili Shenjun?

At this moment, they heard the Third Third Shixiong speak:

"Third Shixiong Xuanming, Third Shixiong Bai Luan, Third Shixiong Moyu, if you can leave, please depart quickly. The Fuqiu Peak and Fuqiu Temple have been cared for by the Mountain Yili Shenjun for generations, and no one has ever repaid this. This poor Daoist comes from Fuqiu Peak, and at this moment, I swear to live and die with Fuqiu and the Mountain Yili Shenjun."

"Tsk tsk, not easy, Boss. It's rare for you to be decisive for once and utter such words," a Daoist said. "It seems you are still qualified to be this Temple Master."

"Third Third Third Shixiong is confused; the Third Third Shixiong is no longer the Temple Master," a female Daoist said.

"This poor Daoist still has some medicinal pills here that can replenish magical power."

"No need to be so pessimistic; we've had enough fun anyway. And we only need to hold on; perhaps when the Junior Third Shixiong returns, or Jun Niangniang Jun Niangniang Yao Hua arrives, things will change," the Seventh Third Third Shixiong said, frowning and unable to help but look up at the sky. "Why hasn't Jun Niangniang Jun Niangniang Yao Hua arrived yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone suddenly scattered.

It was because a giant Yili Shenjun-Beating Whip had swung over.

The offensive of the True Lords, deities, and heavenly soldiers had arrived.

But this only lasted for an instant—

The next moment, everyone was shocked again.

They saw a five-colored divine light suddenly burst forth in the sky, almost blocking the space between the firmament and the earth; the mortal realm could not see the Nine Heavens, and the Nine Heavens could not see the mortal realm.

A moment later, the five-colored divine light disappeared.

The deities of the Nine Heavens lowered their heads and leaned forward, looking intently.

The True Persons, immortal yaoguai, eight-tailed white fox, and numerous living beings on Mount Yishan also looked up at the sky.

"This is..."

Daoist Bai Luan and True Person Moyu both widened their eyes.

The eight-tailed white fox had a solemn face, and within the solemnity, there was confusion.

The remaining ordinary beasts and birds on the mountain either still had terror in their eyes or were simply puzzled, while the ancient spirits and monsters that had been hiding were shocked beyond measure.

Even the True Lords, deities, and heavenly soldiers did not dare to act rashly.

A female figure was stepping through the air.

"Sigh..."

The woman wore ancient clothing and had the image of a stunningly beautiful matron. As she walked, she looked at the broken mountain, looked at Daoist Bai Luan and True Person Moyu,

looked at the several True Persons who had scattered, and finally, she chose to lower her head and lock eyes with the eight-tailed white fox that was looking up with a solemn and confused face.

At the same time, a fish-belly white appeared in the east.

In the blink of an eye, the fish-belly white became fiery red morning clouds.

Immediately, a ray of morning light pierced the darkness, and the round sun rose again from the east, rising higher and higher, becoming more and more dazzling, gradually becoming impossible to look at directly or see the outline clearly.

The sunlight also changed from red to yellow to a warm and gentle rice-gold. By the time it rose to the top of the sky, it had become a dazzling white.

It was as if it were recounting the process just now in reverse.

"Jun Niangniang Jun Niangniang Yao Hua..."

"Reversing Heaven and Sun..."

Daoist Bai Luan and True Person Moyu were both shocked beyond measure.

Deep within Mount Yishan, countless spirits and monsters almost knelt down.

Most of the yaoguai on the mountain were ancient; they had experienced the era of Jun Niangniang Jun Niangniang Yao Hua. Jun Niangniang Jun Niangniang Yao Hua used Huizhou as her Daoist practice ground, and this place was precisely Huizhou. It could almost be said that this was the deity and Emperor they had once believed in.

Even above the Nine Heavens, many deities were equally shocked.

"Jun Niangniang Jun Niangniang Yao Hua has emerged again..."

"Jun Niangniang Yao Hua actually dares to emerge again!"

"Could it be that she wants to make a comeback?"

"What should be done now?"

"Did that True Person Lin calculate this?"

The Golden Hall of the Divine Palace was buzzing with discussion and noise.

At the same time, in another heaven and earth.

The wind on Mount Modu was blowing noisily; it was already dry and abrasive, and it carried sand into the temple.

"Pa..."

The Daoist placed the last piece.

"The Yili Shenjun has lost."

The Daoist smiled and stood up.

"According to the bet, I will go out, but I won't leave the Yili Shenjun lonely. I will leave a clone here to accompany the Yili Shenjun to relieve boredom. Hehe, my clone technique is not well-practiced, and the clone is fragile; the Yili Shenjun must not get angry and split him with a halberd."

Yili Shenjun Fuchi threw down a black piece and looked at him coldly: "You don't trust me?"

"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare."

The Daoist laughed and cupped his hands to him:

"Time flows too fast here; I cannot delay, so I will not say more to the Yili Shenjun. I shall take my leave first."

Having said that, he split into two. One took a step forward and disappeared, while the other walked to where the main body had previously stood and sat down again. ===== CHAPTER 598 =====