Chapter 1 Under the Roaring Wind

Beneath the sweeping gale, within the eerie and chilling murderous intent, An Qisheng's voice was plain and direct, piercing through layers of air currents, like thunder, exploding in Zhu Shang's heart.

Huangtian Shi Li (Ten Fiends of Imperial Heaven)?!

A massive shock filled his heart. For a moment, Zhu Shang even overlooked the fact that he had been called a piece of trash.

How could he?

How could he know of Huangtian Shi Li?

Who is he?

Countless doubts flashed through his mind in a split second, and Zhu Shang was completely shocked.

In the next instant, his palm froze.

His body froze!

Losing focus in battle to the point of forgetting to attack was, of course, impossible for Zhu Shang.

This moment of stillness was naturally not due to the shock in his heart.

It was because countless blood-colored tentacles, like chains, had emerged from beneath him, from the crimson Blood Throne, and had already bound him tightly to the throne.

The countless blood-colored tentacles spread from his body, binding his arms tightly.

At first glance, it looked like an old tree entangled in dense vines, unable to move at all!

Unable to move!

Magic power, supernatural powers, all were suppressed!

He couldn't even open his mouth, and his pair of startled, furious eyes were shrouded in countless rays of blood.

Whoosh, whoosh~~~

As the air currents swirled, An Qisheng opened his hand, and the nine talismans flashing with purple lightning landed in his palm one by one.

Looking up, this area of the void above the snowy plain was already filled with dense blood light. The pillar of light transformed from the aura erupted by the zombie king Zhu Shang was forcibly pulled back by countless tentacle-like blood rays.

Looking again, the zombie king Zhu Shang was not sitting on the Blood Throne at all, but clearly sitting in the center of an ancient altar that seemed to have experienced countless years!

An Qisheng was very familiar with this altar. Its name was 'You Qiu Bi Ying' (Instant Wish Granting), also known as,

The Scales of Transposition!

"Wu wu~~~"

Zhu Shang was furious in his heart, his rage and extremely resentful divine will almost burst out of his body. If he wasn't firmly bound and suppressed by the altar, he would have exploded in that instant.

At this point, he knew that he had been schemed against by the old Celestial Master.

That old beast had deceived him with some means, replacing his Blood Throne and Crossing Tribulation Golden Coffin with such a strange altar!

Beast, beast, beast!

Zhu Shang's heart trembled, and even though he was tightly bound, streams of blood flowed from his seven orifices.

"As expected of my disciple, you've done a great job."

An Qisheng held the talismans in his hand, looking at the zombie king Zhu Shang who was tightly bound on the altar, and did not hesitate to praise him.

Sa Wuling was more considerate than he had imagined.

Not only these nine talismans, but even this altar was also sent over, even directly using this zombie king as a sacrifice, sealing him in this altar.

All of this was within his expectations. With Sa Wuling's way of doing everything perfectly, he would naturally not leave any hidden dangers.

In fact, if it hadn't been for a small mistake, he could have directly activated the altar to sacrifice this zombie king after returning from his dream.

In fact, Sa Wuling could not have interfered too much. The core of the Instant Wish Granting Altar lies in the 'Dao' within it, and its body is almost non-existent.

If it had been replaced with Gu Changfeng's Scroll of Life and Death Reincarnation, what would have been replaced would not only have been Mu Feng, but perhaps the entire Mount Himalaya, the entire highland, and even several nearby countries would have been replaced along with it.

Disciple?

What disciple?

In his rage, Zhu Shang couldn't help but feel puzzled. Who was this ant talking to?

But in the next instant, a voice that made his heart palpitate and his scalp explode rang in his ears.

"Thank you for your praise, Teacher. Your disciple is ashamed..."

It was the voice of the person he had gritted his teeth and gnashed his teeth at for thousands of years, the voice he would never forget in his life.

Sa Wuling!!!

The red light tentacles fell from his face. Before Zhu Shang could speak, his mouth and nose were sealed again, and only a strand of long hair in front of his forehead fluttered over.

As it passed before his eyes, it transformed into a small Taoist priest the size of a fingertip, fluttering upwards and landing on his head.

The old Taoist priest was wearing a Taoist robe, with a black and white Taiji diagram painted on it. He had a child's face and white hair, but his complexion was very rosy, seemingly no different from all the Taoists in the world.

The only difference was that his body was only the size of a fingertip and flickered uncertainly.

An Qisheng's words were precisely spoken to Sa Wuling.

"Teacher!"

Sa Wuling could not hide his excitement, and bowed deeply:

"Your disciple greets you, Teacher."

With Sa Wuling's current state of mind, he could not suppress his emotions at this moment. For An Qisheng, entering the dream seemed like just yesterday, but for Sa Wuling, it had already been sixty thousand years.

Even if he didn't count his deliberate attempts to die and revive, it had still been more than two thousand years.

Even for him, this was a very long time.

Teacher?!

Hearing Sa Wuling address the person in front of him as Teacher, Zhu Shang was struck by lightning and was instantly stunned.

How was this possible?

The person in front of him seemed to be less than thirty years old, although he had an old-fashioned aura, how could he be the teacher of the old Celestial Master Fu, the Taiji Dao Celestial Master who had lived for thousands of years?

And Sa Wuling's teacher.......

"Wu wu~~~"

Zhu Shang's scarlet eyes widened, his eyeballs cracking the corners of his eyes, almost unable to believe his guess.

It was rumored that Sa Wuling was the Taiji Dao Ancestor from sixty thousand years ago, reincarnated. Wouldn't his teacher be the giant who ended the Huangtian Tenth Epoch with his own hands, conferred the gods, and sealed the heavens?!

According to legend, at the end of the Tenth Epoch, this person sacrificed the Huangtian Shi Li in one fell swoop, using the land's fortune and the human path to confer gods to the world, and even sealed the heavens in one battle, completely eliminating the world-destroying disaster of the human world!

The creator of the language, writing, weights and measures, laws, benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness, calendar, the four seasons... and everything else of the Huangtian Eleventh Epoch!

What's more, he was the true pioneer of all 'Qi Refiners' of the Eleventh Epoch, a supreme existence that can be called unprecedented and unsurpassed.

Even the name of Celestial Master originated from him!

Crazy!

Crazy!

Zhu Shang's mind trembled, unable to reconcile the 'ant' who had teased and insulted him again and again with the first generation Celestial Master, known as the first sage of ancient and modern times, the teacher of all ages in the legend.

He said that he created 'Qi language', could it be true??

How is this possible?

How is it possible...

"This, is this the Xuanxing (Mystic Star) that Teacher spoke of? It is indeed a magical place..."

Sa Wuling stepped on Zhu Shang's head, looked around, and was a little surprised:

"No wonder Teacher was able to abandon Spiritual Opportunity and create another Dao. It turns out that this world doesn't even have the slightest spiritual energy..."

This was a land of spiritual energy deprivation. It was not as simple as not having spiritual energy, but it was more like an infinitely large black hole, constantly devouring all kinds of alien forces.

With one release, he felt like he was about to be wiped out in a few moments.

In his current realm, this was extremely incredible, which could only show that the environment of this world was harsh to cultivators to an unimaginable extent.

"You've taken a bit of a risk."

An Qisheng glanced at his disciple.

The hair was condensed into a body, obviously, he had cultivated 'Hair Divinity', and his physique had also been trained to the point of dripping blood and being reborn, but even so, the universe transposition also contained great risks and was very likely to be crushed by the forces of the two universes.

This risk was not only for Sa Wuling but also for Xuanxing.

If he didn't handle it well, what would be replaced would not only be Mount Mu, but even the Himalayan Mountains.

An Qisheng still couldn't fully understand the principles contained in the universe transposition. Otherwise, he would have done more than just take this opportunity to sneak in a little bit of private goods.

He wanted to transpose the world of the human world, the Divine Court, and the world of Jiu Fu Realm!

Since he was like this, Sa Wuling naturally wouldn't know more than him.

Therefore, he came here at great risk.

"Because there are important matters, I have to come and ask for your guidance, Teacher."

Sa Wuling's body became more and more illusory. He sighed and spoke of the major events that had occurred in the Human Dao after An Qisheng left.

From Huangtian Eleventh Epoch, to Taiji Dao Field, from suppressing Huangtian Shi Li, sealing the zombie king Zhu Shang, he went on to talk about Dao, Buddha, and Evil.

"The 'Five Poisons' contained in the Heavenly Spiritual Opportunity of Dao, Buddha, Yao, Ghost, and Evil originate from the five giants in the Upper Realm of the Huangtian. The birth of the Huangtian Shi Li was created by the battle between the heavens of the two worlds. The spiritual opportunities of the Yao and Ghost Daos are differentiated into the Huangtian Shi Li. Although the number is large, the threat is not great after all."

Sa Wuling slowly recounted.

An Qisheng listened quietly, the two masters and disciples spoke as if no one else was there, paying no attention to the distorted face of Zhu Shang.

In Sa Wuling's account, An Qisheng also gained a deeper understanding of what had happened after his departure.

More than 60,000 years after Huangtian Eleventh Epoch, Huangtian descended to the Tribulation again. The spiritual opportunities of the three Daos of Dao, Buddha, and Evil came from the depths of the starry sky and were invested into the world, transforming into a monk, a Daoist, and an evil.

These three people were far from being comparable to the Huangtian Shi Li. Each of them was like a source of spiritual opportunity, forcibly cutting off three continents in the world filled with 'Qi Seeds'.

One person created Dao, one person established Buddha, and one person called himself the Ancestor of Demons.

Before the arrival of the zombie king Zhu Shang, it was these three people and Sa Wuling who had been fighting for nearly two thousand years.

In the long struggle of two thousand years, although the Taiji Dao Field had always occupied an absolute advantage, the situation had changed due to the Huangtian.

Without external forces, one day, Sa Wuling would only be able to ascend sadly like Black and White Impermanence, or die in battle like Gu Changfeng.

"Dao, Buddha, Evil, Huangtian Giants..."

An Qisheng's eyes flickered slightly, recalling the Tai Long Daoist who confronted the Starry Sky Building Master.

Between his entanglement with the Human Dao, he could vaguely see through the future, however, that was only calculated using the original conditions.

Once a force that did not belong to this world joined in, the future produced would be different.

Just like the Heaven of Human Dao, he could not have expected the changes he had made, and of course, he could not have predicted the influence of the three experts derived from the Heaven and Earth Essence Qi on the future of that world.

However, the Huangtian's capture of the Human Dao may only be the spontaneous action of heaven and earth. The so-called 'immortals' in the Huangtian Realm may not be.

Just like Xuanxing and the moon are in harmony and look at each other across the sea, in the Golden Eagle Country across the sea, some people have already set their sights on the moon's mineral deposits.

It was predictable that someone in the Huangtian Realm would have set their sights on the Human Dao.

It may not be the Tai Long Daoist, but it may not be unrelated to him.

"These three people all have extremely high spirituality and possess the inheritance methods of the Upper Realm. Moreover, they are born from spiritual energy, immortal and indestructible, and extremely difficult to deal with."

Sa Wuling's figure became more and more ethereal, and seemed to disappear in the next instant:

"But your disciple asks himself that it is not difficult to suppress them, but, without these three people, I am afraid that there will be others..."

Whether it was the Huangtian Shi Li transformed by the Spiritual Opportunity of Heaven and Earth, or the three people of Dao, Buddha, and Evil, he was not very afraid of them. What he was truly afraid of was the Huangtian Realm.

The great world that had been regarded as the 'Immortal World' for countless years.

A spiritual opportunity of heaven and earth caused the human world to fall into more than a million years of depravity, so how terrifying was that great world?

"Do you want to activate the Divine Court?"

An Qisheng saw through his disciple's thoughts, but he didn't care:

"Everything is up to you."

"Your unfilial disciple still has to use the Teacher's Dharma body... If I don't pay my respects to the Teacher, I really can't feel at ease..."

Sa Wuling landed on the ground, his ethereal body knelt on the ground, kowtowing heavily:

"The world is full of difficulties, and your disciple cannot come to serve you. I hope that the Teacher will take care of yourself..."

With heavy kowtows, as his voice still echoed, Sa Wuling had disappeared into the cold wind.

Separated by two worlds, even he at this time could not bring back any information. He came here only to apologize to his teacher.

"Alas..."

An Qisheng stretched out his hand, pinched the strand of white hair that had lost its brilliance, and sighed softly:

"Why bother..."

The transposition between universes, not a point more, not a point less, in order to come, Sa Wuling must have put in a lot of thought, even at a cost.

Just to see him, but...

Putting away this strand of long hair, An Qisheng then looked at Zhu Shang, whose face was horrified and tied up like a dumpling by the altar, with indifferent eyes:

"Did you hear everything?"

"...I, I..."

An Qisheng hadn't changed at all from before, but facing his question, Zhu Shang's heart trembled, and he couldn't even speak.