Chapter 412: Successful Fishing, Executing the Mara Yang God

Chapter 412: Fishing Success, Slaying the Molo Yang God

After an unknown span of time, two figures appeared, concealing their auras, hiding among the clouds.

Before both of them, numerous arrays for masking their presence were placed.

“Where’s the fat sheep?” Ji Buping asked cautiously.

“Inside the array below,” Qi Yuan said, blowing a puff of air stealthily.

The clouds ahead dissipated, revealing a figure in a gray robe.

But due to the obstruction of the array, the view was not clear.

That gray-robed figure seemed ordinary, trapped within an ancient formation, with immortal spiritual energy flowing; he appeared to be breaking the array.

For some reason, when Ji Buping saw that gray-robed figure, his heart suddenly leaped, as if sensing immense danger.

“Fellow Daoist… why do I feel he… seems far from simple?”

Ji Buping spoke, his voice tinged with hesitation.

“Isn’t he quite ordinary? If anything’s unusual, it’s that he’s a bit old,” Qi Yuan said.

Ji Buping looked again: “For some reason, seeing him makes my heart race. He couldn’t be very strong, could he?”

Unfortunately, with the array blocking his view, he couldn’t see clearly.

“He’s just average. Look at the ancient array below—it’s dilapidated and worn from age. If you swapped in a young, strong fellow, he’d probably topple it in a few moves.

As for him, he’s old; he pushes a bit, then rests a bit. Clearly, he’s no match for the two of us,” Qi Yuan explained.

Ji Buping was half-convinced, then suddenly his face filled with shock: “He tore space apart with one punch!”

“The space inside the ancient array is old and rusty. You could tear it too if you went!”

“But he… a Yang God Heavenly Venerable?!?!” Ji Buping’s heart pounded.

The aura that Mo Chi Tianzun had momentarily leaked was unmistakably that of a Yang God!

Moreover, he had now clearly seen the face of that gray-robed elder—it was none other than the legendary Mo Chi Tianzun!

“Yes, he’s a Yang God, but it’s fine—he’s old, his limbs aren’t nimble.

You slide in with a tackle, stab him in the belly, and I’d say it’s a thirty-seventy split,” Qi Yuan said seriously.

Ji Buping felt a surge of absurdity, along with utter bewilderment.

Question marks were practically sprouting from his head.

What was wrong with this world?

His mind couldn’t process it.

He didn’t even dare to move.

“Hurry, go slide in and give him a scare!” Qi Yuan said softly.

But Ji Buping simply couldn’t bring himself to move.

He thought Qi Yuan was insane.

After all, plotting against a Molo Yang God in the core territory of the Molo clan was absolutely a sign of a deranged mind.

Moreover, to scheme against a Yang God, one would at least need to be a Yang God themselves, right?

A Yang God big shot… calling him over?

Was this a game?

If he wanted to kill him, wouldn’t it take just a glance?

His face twisted into an expression uglier than tears: “F-F-Fellow… Senior…”

He had already realized something.

“What, you want to flee before the battle? Don’t even think about it! We’ll ambush him together—I already have a plan!”

Qi Yuan said loudly, with a tone of frustration at his lack of promise.

This guy, why was he just like Qin Wuyang?

Without further ado, he grabbed Ji Buping by the collar: “I have such high hopes for you—don’t let me down!”

Ji Buping’s mind was in turmoil; he felt the blood-robed man before him was a madman.

A true madman!

No matter what, daring to lay a hand on a Molo Yang God meant neither of them would survive today!

Meanwhile, within the ancient array.

Mo Chi Tianzun took a deep breath.

“A mere ancient array, nothing to speak of.”

He had expended quite a bit this time.

But compared to the purple qi, it was nothing.

He gazed at the purple qi not far away and inhaled deeply.

“I never expected that I, this venerable one, would have such vast fortune, encountering purple qi—though I wonder whose cave dwelling this once was.”

He scanned the area and found nothing unusual.

Clearly, the master of this ancient array had long since departed or fallen, leaving only a wisp of purple qi.

Looking at that wisp of purple qi, his expression grew excited, feeling that destiny was on his side.

Yet even so, he remained cautious, surveying his surroundings to avoid any other killing arrays.

And then, suddenly, the purple qi in the heavens and earth stirred.

Mo Chi Tianzun’s expression did not change: “Where do you think you’re going!”

Though the purple qi lacked intelligence, it would instinctively flee.

Thus, he swiftly gave chase.

After all, with his Yang God strength, this purple qi could never escape his grasp.

But only a few breaths passed.

Suddenly, his expression froze, and his mind trembled violently.

Ahead, an ancient, profound gate radiating the light of wisdom appeared.

When he saw that gate, even Mo Chi Tianzun, a Yang God, could not help but tremble, his expression turning fervent.

“The… the Gate of Ultimate Principle!”

His breathing quickened.

This gate was none other than the foremost transcendent treasure of the Immortal Realm—the Gate of Ultimate Principle!

Rumor had it that all the principles comprehended by the Ultimate Principle realm experts of the Six Heavens were contained within!

There were also tales that whoever obtained the Gate of Ultimate Principle and entered it to comprehend the principles…

Given enough time, he would surely attain the realm of the Great Principle.

He might even comprehend the principles of other Yang Gods who had reached the Great Principle realm.

If so, he, Demonblaze Heavenly Venerable... would become the foremost being in the Immortal Realm!

"Ha ha ha, destiny is with me!"

In that moment, all reason fled from Demonblaze Heavenly Venerable, leaving him utterly fervent.

The Gate of Principle before him was his sole goal.

Though even the Great Principle had not grasped the Gate of Principle, what if... what if he succeeded?

And just then, suddenly, the Gate of Principle swung open.

Seeing this, Demonblaze Heavenly Venerable froze.

For such a thing, he had never heard of, never even listened to.

Even a mighty cultivator of the Great Principle realm, striking the Gate of Principle, could not open it.

Let alone enter the Gate of Principle.

Setting aside controlling the Gate, merely entering... was the greatest fortune in the Immortal Realm.

Before he could ponder further, that wisp of purple light suddenly contracted and shot into the Gate of Principle.

Near the Gate, space rippled, as if it were about to depart.

Seeing this, Demonblaze Heavenly Venerable knew he could hesitate no longer, or this immense opportunity would slip away.

"We cultivators must press forward, daring to fight!"

"This venerable is destined by heaven!"

Without a moment's hesitation, Demonblaze Heavenly Venerable transformed into a streak of light and plunged into the Gate of Principle.

What awaited him was endless principles!

He too would become the foremost being in the Immortal Realm!

On the other side, Qi Yuan watched this scene, a smile in his eyes: "Daoist Ji, the fish has taken the bait. Let us quickly shut the door and beat the dog!"

As he spoke, he grabbed Ji Buping by the neck and entered his own Purple Mansion.

Within the Purple Mansion, Demonblaze Heavenly Venerable's expression shifted abruptly.

"Deathly aura?"

"Yin aura?"

"Is this not the Gate of Principle?"

He was bewildered and deeply wary.

He had imagined that entering the Gate of Principle would bring him endless principles.

But instead... not a trace of principle.

This place was utterly gloomy, filled with drifting deathly aura.

It bore no resemblance to the interior of the Gate of Principle!

Yet he had clearly entered the Gate.

And then, suddenly, his expression changed slightly.

"No stars illuminating the heavens, only ten suns?"

In that moment, he sensed danger.

For those ten suns were all too familiar.

Were they not the Ten Sun Heavenly Venerable, who had recently illuminated the heavens, seeking to seize the Great Sun Throne?

"Who goes there? Show yourself!"

Demonblaze Heavenly Venerable was on high alert, sensing movement in the distance.

He looked over and immediately saw ahead a cultivator in a black robe, trembling slightly, wielding a blade-like weapon, slowly walking toward him.

Demonblaze Heavenly Venerable tensed at once.

A Great Venerable?

No, definitely concealed.

"Who are you? Ten Sun Heavenly Venerable?" Demonblaze stared at the blade-wielding man.

But the man said nothing, remaining silent.

He gazed at Demonblaze, his eyes seemingly resolute.

He looked at Demonblaze's belly, as if truly planning a sliding strike to rip it open.

"Playing tricks!"

Though deeply wary, Demonblaze was still a Yang God Heavenly Venerable.

As long as he didn't encounter a Yang God of the Principle realm, he could protect himself.

"Die!"

Staring at the black-robed figure, Demonblaze held nothing back, unleashing his full power in one strike!

After all, this blade-wielding man before him was most peculiar, surely a hidden expert.

"I'll slide—" Ji Buping faced death unflinchingly.

Qi Yuan's voice echoed in his ears; he had forgotten everything, only remembered a sliding strike.

He seemed to recall that once, with a sliding strike, he had slain a Great Principle.

Now, facing an ordinary Yang God Heavenly Venerable, a sliding strike... three to seven odds.

Well, he died in less than three breaths, and Demonblaze wasn't even seven-tenths full.

Demonblaze Heavenly Venerable stared ahead, slightly stunned.

For with one blow, the opponent had turned to ash!

His victory was too easy, and somewhat inexplicable.

If it were a scheme, why send a Great Venerable?

He was utterly baffled, unable to make sense of it.

Of course, that was normal.

He didn't know Qi Yuan, so how could he understand Qi Yuan's train of thought?

"How dare you!"

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out.

"Breaking in to rob, killing in rage—you have committed a capital crime!"

A man in a blood-red robe appeared, his eyes filled with a pained expression.

Seeing this man, Demonblaze Heavenly Venerable's pupils contracted sharply: "Sir... could you be Ten Sun Heavenly Venerable?"

"Whether I am the Ten Suns Celestial or not doesn't matter now; I am a witness!" Qi Yuan stood on the moral high ground, passing judgment on Demon Blaze Celestial. "As they say, a life for a life... now, you must die here!"

Qi Yuan could not stand the senseless slaughter of the innocent. Especially when Demon Blaze Celestial had killed his innocent, kind, and lovely little friend, Ji Buping.

Qi Yuan could not let Ji Buping die in his room. The man he had brought out was killed; he had to avenge him!

Demon Blaze Celestial was full of question marks. He wanted to say, "Are you out of your mind?" But he felt that would be too impolite. Moreover, as a Yang God, how could he be raving mad? Although some cultivators at the Ultimate Truth realm were indeed influenced by their truths, this one did not seem like that.

"Can you speak properly, fellow Daoist?" Demon Blaze Celestial was extremely wary. He sensed a strong crisis.

"Oh, so you dare to accuse me of not speaking properly? Truly a rare and great villain of ten thousand years!"

At this moment, Qi Yuan hesitated no longer. What do you do when a criminal comes to your home? Kill him directly! After all, self-defense is not against the law! Besides, this criminal had already killed someone!

A powerful aura spread. The divine infant within Qi Yuan converged at this moment, all his power gathering upon him. His figure suddenly grew towering.

Demon Blaze Celestial's face changed abruptly, revealing a look of terror: "An alternative Yang God?" The man before him did not have the aura of an Ultimate Truth Yang God. Even if his strength far surpassed his own, he could still find a way to protect himself. But now, the aura emanating from the other party... vaguely approached the Ultimate Truth! His heart trembled, and he was baffled. Only an alternative Yang God could explain this! Yet, the Ten Suns Celestial sought to contend for the throne of the Tai Huang Palace. His talent was also exceedingly brilliant—why would he walk such a path... of an alternative Yang God?

"What alternative Yang God? I am merely a righteous Purple Mansion Cultivator!"

In an instant, the energy of a thousand divine infants gathered upon Qi Yuan's body, and this mighty strike shot straight toward Demon Blaze Celestial's form.

Powerful! Unmatched! Force!

Under this blow, Demon Blaze Celestial could not resist. This power was a gap that no combat technique, no Dao art, no divine ability could bridge. His body shattered under the fist. His soul cracked in that moment.

Qi Yuan's punch was aimed at an ordinary Ultimate Truth; a minor celestial like him could not resist at all. However, his soul did not perish completely. Qi Yuan had held back in this strike. Otherwise, if Demon Blaze Celestial died, the Demon Luo clan would surely be shaken, affecting his concealment and his continued fishing. He only left behind half a wisp of Demon Blaze Celestial's soul.

"You..." Demon Blaze Celestial was terrified.

At that moment, Qi Yuan's Great Forgetfulness Sutra suddenly activated.

"Grandson, I am actually your long-lost ancestor! I, your ancestor, am the artifact spirit of the Gate of Ultimate Truth! Have you forgotten? I crippled you for your own good, so that you could inherit the Gate of Ultimate Truth!"

The Great Forgetfulness Sutra activated, and Qi Yuan brainwashed Demon Blaze Celestial's remnant soul. If he were facing a full Celestial, his Great Forgetfulness Sutra would not be enough for brainwashing now. But with Demon Blaze Celestial severely wounded and his soul fire in Qi Yuan's hands, the effect of the Great Forgetfulness Sutra grew stronger. He made him forget the past and continuously constructed false memories in his mind.

About half an hour passed. Qi Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Brainwashing complete!"

After all, if he did not brainwash him, what if Demon Blaze Celestial was stubborn and chose to annihilate his own soul? Then the Demon Luo clan would surely know. His fishing success rate would drop, and he might even be counter-fished.

"Alas, what a pity. If only I had Dongjun's silver tongue," Qi Yuan lamented. Brainwashing with the Great Forgetfulness Sutra was still slow. Not like Dongjun, who could make the other party believe just by speaking.

"Too bad, the storage pouch on this white moonlight was smashed to pieces by my punch; all the good stuff is gone." Qi Yuan sighed, feeling disappointed. But there was no helping it. After all, this was a Yang God, not a cabbage. A Golden Core cultivator's body might not be as tough as a storage pouch, but a Yang God... how could his body be shattered while the storage pouch remained intact?

"But then again?"

Qi Yuan pondered for a moment.

“Alas, I never thought the day would come when I’d have to play the villain!”

With Qi Yuan’s words, his appearance began to change in that instant.

He suddenly took on the form of Demonblaze Heavenly Venerable.

He had already swept away Demonblaze Heavenly Venerable’s soul.

He intended to go to Demonblaze Heavenly Venerable’s cave dwelling and take some good things.

(End of this chapter)