UGB Chapter 31 The First Person on the Investiture of the Gods
Chapter 31 The First Person on the Investiture of the Gods
Upon hearing the news, Li Jing and his wife rushed over, and Madam Yin was so frightened that she covered her mouth.
"Junior brother! Junior brother!"
Taiyi Zhenren called out several times, but Yun Zhongzi did not respond.
The spiritual energy penetrated deep into Yun Zhongzi's body to probe his injuries.
His life force was about to dissipate when he was fortunately restrained by a mysterious restriction, which saved his life.
It was truly a matter of timing and fate. Although the Primordial Celestial Venerable's restrictions had imprisoned his cultivation, they had temporarily saved his life at this moment.
But what alarmed Taiyi even more was that Yun Zhongzi's Niwan Palace was full of cracks, and deep within the cracks, a seven-colored aura lingered.
Taiyi Zhenren's pupils suddenly contracted, and he was so anxious that his three corpses pounded. He couldn't understand who his junior brother, who had always been so fortunate, had offended.
However, how can the tools of a sage be simple?
Although the benevolent corpse has dispersed, a wisp of energy from the Seven Treasures Tree has followed the connection between the benevolent corpse and the original body, and is now constantly devouring Yun Zhongzi's primordial spirit. If it is not eradicated in time, not only will his cultivation be lost, but his life will also be in danger.
Seeing the situation, Taiyi Zhenren did not hesitate and reached into his robes.
A purple-gold gourd appeared in his palm. He uncorked it and poured out a pill.
The pill was the size of a longan, entirely crimson gold, with nine ever-flowing Dao patterns on its surface. As soon as it emerged from the gourd, a misty purple aura soared straight into the heavens, and a rich, exotic fragrance filled the entire courtyard. Even the old tree in the courtyard, inhaled by the pill's fragrance, sprouted a few new leaves from its withered branches.
Nine-Turn Golden Elixir.
It was personally refined by Lao Tzu, and one pill can bring the dead back to life and heal flesh and bones.
Each of the Twelve Golden Immortals possessed only one of these items; they were a life-saving gift bestowed by the Primordial Heavenly Venerable.
He pried open Yun Zhongzi's mouth and stuffed the golden pill inside.
The elixir melted upon entering his mouth, and nine streams of spiritual energy surged from his throat, diverting to Yun Zhongzi's limbs and bones, thus holding up his collapsing Niwan Palace and slowing the spread of the cracks.
However, it only slowed down the damage. The seven-colored energy clung to the crack like a malignant tumor, and even the medicinal power of the Nine-Turn Golden Pill could not dispel it.
The Niwan Palace is still collapsing, only the pace has slowed down from a brisk one.
Taiyi Zhenren gritted his teeth. He summoned the pink flying pig and was about to help Yun Zhongzi onto its back. The only way out now was to go to Kunlun Mountain and ask his master for help.
But as soon as he reached out to grab Yun Zhongzi's arm, before his fingertips even touched his sleeve, an invisible, immense force struck him.
Caught off guard, Taiyi Zhenren was forced back several steps by the shock, his back slamming against the courtyard wall with a muffled groan.
The flying pig was so frightened that it whimpered and hid behind Nezha.
Suddenly, streaks of black and white energy appeared around Yun Zhongzi, circulating endlessly.
Just then, a deafening roar came from the direction of the East China Sea.
Where the sea meets the sky, a crimson figure streaked across the sky like a shooting star.
The crimson dress fluttered in the gale, her double-coiled buns were scattered, her long hair flew backward like a flag, and her body was surrounded by surging crimson clouds, turning the entire sea into a fiery color.
The person who arrived was none other than Yunxiao.
When she arrived at the place where the benevolent corpse had disappeared, she only saw the blood mist slowly dissipating in the sea breeze. Within the blood mist, a familiar aura had not yet dissipated; it was Yun Zhongzi.
Yunxiao stood in mid-air, his body motionless, but the crimson glow around him grew stronger and stronger.
The seawater beneath their feet began to boil, and fish and shrimp within a radius of several miles were terrified by the invisible killing intent and scattered in all directions. With their eyes fixed ahead, they simply raised their hands and grabbed at something in the distance.
Just as the Medicine Master and Maitreya were about to slip away, their figures suddenly froze.
It was as if the space was being gripped by an invisible hand, and the two of them were forcibly pulled back from the void.
The smile on Maitreya's face finally vanished completely, and the pharmacist turned around, his expression as cold and icy.
He recognized the person before him; he was Yunxiao, one of the four direct disciples of the Jie Sect, the leader of the Three Immortals of Sanxiao, and a Great Luo Golden Immortal.
What made him even more wary were the two things in her hands: the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron and the Golden Dragon Scissors; and the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, which was known as the best formation below the level of a sage.
"Fellow Daoist Yunxiao."
The pharmacist clasped his hands together, his tone calm, "This is a matter between my Western Sect and Yun Zhongzi of the Chan Sect. Does the Jie Sect intend to violate the Investiture of the Gods agreement and rashly interfere?"
Yunxiao did not answer.
She merely snorted and shouted, yet countless water columns simultaneously erupted from the sea within a radius of a hundred miles.
"Enough with the nonsense, prepare to die!"
Five hundred magic beans flew out from her sleeve and transformed into shapes in the wind.
Five hundred Yellow Turban warriors stood in mid-air, each twelve feet tall, their bodies shimmering with golden light, holding five-colored battle flags that rustled in the wind, arranged in five directions.
The pharmacist's expression finally changed; he was about to set up the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation.
He grabbed Maitreya, and with a sudden flick of his Seven Treasures Tree, seven-colored light burst forth, as if he were about to break through space and escape.
Just then, a dazzling golden light flew out from Yunxiao's sleeve and spun in the air.
The golden light transformed into an ancient golden bucket, with its opening facing downwards, from which five-colored rays of light cascaded down like a waterfall.
The seven-colored radiance emanating from the Seven Treasures Tree was instantly dissolved by the five-colored light. The two magical treasures faced each other in mid-air, their radiances intertwining, resulting in a stalemate.
The Hunyuan Golden Cauldron is a natal magic treasure nurtured by the clouds for countless years, perfectly aligned with the mind and will, as easy to use as an arm or finger.
Although the Seven Treasures Tree is a sacred artifact, it is ultimately not a medicine master's possession, and it cannot even unleash one-tenth of its power.
In that brief instant, five hundred Yellow Turban warriors clashed and unfurled their five-colored banners.
The formation stretches across heaven and earth, its power rivals the Yellow River. A chilling wind seeps into one's bones, and a black mist obscures the sun and moon. This formation contains the three realms of Heaven, Earth, and Man, with nine bends without straight lines, bends without straight lines, and straight lines without bends. Entering this formation, even a Great Immortal would find it difficult to escape the calamity of having their three flowers on their head severed and their five vital energies sealed within their chest.
The pharmacist shielded Maitreya behind him, and his body shone with golden light.
However, the dark winds and black mist of the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation were like countless fine needles, piercing into the protective golden light from all directions. The pharmacist's protective golden light was peeled away layer by layer, the three flowers on his head gradually dimmed, and the five qi in his chest began to surge.
The cultivation level of the Great Luo Golden Immortal was gradually suppressed: Great Luo Peak, Great Luo Mid-stage, Great Luo Early Stage, Taiyi Xuanxian... Golden Immortal, Heavenly Immortal.
The pharmacist's face was ashen. His Great Luo Dao Fruit, which he had cultivated for tens of thousands of years, was collapsing layer by layer in this Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, like a sand tower encountering the tide.
Maitreya, being behind him, was protected by the Medicine Master and was not directly affected by the formation.
"Senior brother!" Maitreya was sweating profusely, his usual composure completely gone.
As Yunxiao entered the formation, she reached out and a pair of golden scissors appeared in her palm.
The scissors were entirely gilded, with a cold, sharp blade. Two golden dragon phantoms coiled and swam along the blade, emitting dragon roars that could pierce gold and split rocks.
The Golden Dragon Scissors were forged by the Tongtian Sect Leader from two ancient golden dragons. They are a supreme weapon for killing and can cut through anything.
"go."
The Golden Dragon Scissors flew out of his hand, transforming into a dazzling golden rainbow that headed straight for the Medicine Master's Niwan Palace. Wherever the golden light passed, the black mist of the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation automatically parted to both sides, making way for a passage.
Just as the Golden Dragon Scissors were about to strike.
"presumptuous!"
A loud shout came from the void. The voice was ethereal and majestic, without a trace of worldly malice, yet it made the entire Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation pause for a moment.
The golden light transformed from the Golden Dragon Scissors was abruptly fixed in mid-air, and an overwhelming pressure descended from the sky, causing the clouds to take a step back.
A crack appeared in the void, and a Taoist priest with a sallow complexion, thin body, and two flowers on his bun stepped out.
As this person appeared, the Seven Treasures Tree in the Medicine Master's hand flew into this person's hand; it was none other than the Daoist Zhunti.
The pharmacist and Maitreya both breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to pay their respects.
Just then, another voice rang out.
"Fellow Daoist."
The voice was sharp as a sword, domineering and unparalleled, yet its tone was indifferent.
A beam of clear light shot out from the void, striking the saintly pressure of Daoist Zhunti. The two forces collided silently in mid-air.
The entire Yellow River Formation, the entire East China Sea, and even the sky covering thousands of miles trembled slightly upon impact.
Zhunti Daoist's expression changed slightly; he naturally recognized the voice.
The Golden Dragon Scissors, which had been immobilized, suddenly broke free of their restraints the moment the clear light enveloped them, and slashed fiercely at the Pharmacist at a speed ten times faster than before.
"Click."
A crisp sound.
The Medicine Master's protective aura was shattered like paper, the golden dragon scissors piercing right through his Niwan Palace. The Medicine Master's eyes widened, his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something.
The next moment, his whole body turned into a puddle of flesh, the medicine bowl fell to the ground and rolled to the side; the twenty-four Sea-Stabilizing Pearls rolled out from the puddle of flesh, their five-colored light still flowing endlessly.
Yunxiao looked at the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl in surprise, though she was curious, she had no time to pay attention to it.
At this moment, a true spirit flew out from the fleshy mess, drawn by an invisible force, and soared straight into the sky.
The first name on the Investiture of the Gods is Pharmacist.