Chapter 629 - 75: Evil God
The Town Mansion Spirit was dressed like a scholar, identical to the statue in the field, holding a pen in one hand and a book in the other.
After Zhao Wenhe spoke, he slightly raised his right hand holding the pen, as if sketching something in the air.
Then he unfolded the book in his left hand, and with a stroke of the pen.
In the distance.
Suddenly, fissures appeared in the void, like a spider web, enveloping Sun Huai’an and Nie Shensha.
Ripping space?
What lay before us was no illusion; the Town Mansion Spirit truly tore space apart, using the array here.
"Puff!"
In the distance, spiritual light flourished, several chunks of flesh fell, and the two figures vanished.
"Hmm..."
The Town Mansion Spirit’s eyes flickered, speaking slowly:
"My main body is being refined by others, making it difficult to fully control the array here. Those two might not be dead."
"However, they are severely injured and trapped in the void fissures, their chances of survival are slim."
"With your vast divine powers, even if they managed to escape by luck, what is there to fear?" Zhao Wenhe grinned, bowing and asking:
"Senior, can you drive out everyone who has intruded into the Yama Hall?"
"..." The Town Mansion Spirit turned, his face blank, seemingly devoid of intelligence, only certain instincts remained:
"There are three Rogue Immortals outside; I am powerless."
"Moreover, several people are refining my main body, equally impossible to drive away; I... am ultimately just a dead thing."
"How can this be?" Master Wang’s eyebrows knitted:
"Sect records mention that you can control the Innate Grand Array; even in the Yama Hall, Rogue Immortals are not your match."
"That was because back then I had a master." The Town Mansion Spirit explained:
"The master granted me control authority, overseeing the Yama Secret Realm, naturally able to drive away Rogue Immortals. Currently, my authority enables only a small portion of the array to be controlled, otherwise, how could those two have escaped?"
He continued:
"I originate as an Ancient Deity, presiding over life and death reincarnation."
"The Yama captured my Primordial Spirit to serve him, yet he also planted numerous restrictions on me to prevent backlash."
He seemed honest, answering all questions.
Perhaps...
It was due to the restrictions that prevented him from lying.
"Ancient Deity?"
"Death God?"
Zhao Wenhe and Master Wang exchanged glances, both showing cautiousness, as Deities are common foes of the Human Race.
Even as Secret Realm Cultivators, they knew not to let their guard down.
"Senior."
Master Wang frowned:
"If so, won’t it let outsiders refine the Township Stele, control the Yama Secret Realm, causing the sect’s Holy Land to fall into others’ hands?"
"If you were the Sect Leader of Yama Sect and granted me control, I could indeed drive them away." The Town Mansion Spirit spoke, then his eyes shifted slightly, shaking his head:
"It’s too late now!"
"However..."
He rubbed his chin, speaking slowly:
"You can help me detach from the Township Stele and inhabit another Magical Treasure to leave with you."
"I carry many inheritances from the Yama Sect; after leaving, branches can be established."
"This..." The two exchanged a glance, faces showing hesitation.
The proposal seemed reasonable, yet releasing an Ancient Deity was uncertain—whether good or bad.
But without this.
The Yama Sect would likely cease to exist!
As City Lords of the Ethereal Celestial Palace, they would live subjugated, which was unbearable.
"Let’s not discuss this now."
Zhao Wenhe turned his gaze, speaking:
"There are outsiders here!"
He didn’t know Fang Zheng, yet the power revealed during Fang Zheng and Sun Huai’an’s battle made his heart wary.
"Senior."
Folding his hands, Zhao Wenhe spoke:
"Please take action and kill this fellow!"
As he spoke,
he pointed at Fang Zheng.
As for Li Si and the others, not even Masters, Zhao Wenhe didn’t consider them, keeping them for questioning later.
Fang Zheng instinctively stepped back, muscles tense.
Unexpectedly.
The Town Mansion Spirit did not move, instead shook his head, saying:
"I carry restrictions, without the Sect Leader’s permission, I do not kill sect disciples."
"Hmm?"
Zhao Wenhe and Master Wang were taken aback.
"He is a Yama Sect disciple?"
"Indeed." The Town Mansion Spirit nodded:
"He has cultivated the Yama Heart Sutra, reaching the ninth layer, not inferior to you both."
"How can this be?"
"The ninth layer of Yama Heart Sutra?"
At this moment, not only Zhao Wenhe and Master Wang looked surprised, but even Li Si and his disciple showed peculiar expressions.
The dramatic shift in the situation left Li Si and his disciple resigned to fate, yet Fang Zheng had shown no hostility along the way. Compared to others winning, they preferred an acquaintance.
"Hehe..."
Zhao Wenhe showed a strange smile, suddenly moving his body, and walking towards Master Wang.
Master Wang’s face was gloomy as he approached his opponent.
The bodies of the two made contact but surprisingly did not collide; instead, they melded into one another like flowing water.
In the blink of an eye.
The two had turned into one person, and their aura surged dramatically, with their cultivation base reaching the tenth level of the Yama Heart Sutra.
"Corpse-Slaying Technique!"
Fang Zheng’s eyes twitched:
"No wonder, no wonder the two City Lords of the Ethereal Celestial Palace haven’t had a dispute for hundreds of years; it turns out you two were always one person."
"Exactly!"
The person formed from the fusion of Zhao and Wang nodded and said:
"Ever since Zhao discovered it was difficult to achieve the Scattered Immortal Realm in the Yama Secret Realm, I cultivated this technique to split into two."
"This way, when meeting a strong enemy, even if sacrificing one clone, I can survive. If both reach the tenth level, merging might break through to the Scattered Immortal Realm."
"Moreover, having one person hoard all the Life-Extending Treasure Medicines of the Ethereal Celestial Palace might easily arouse dissatisfaction from others."
"It’s a win-win!"
He casually explained a couple of sentences, then turned to look at the Town Mansion Spirit.
"Senior!"
"According to sect rules, as disciples of the Yama Sect, those in higher positions have the right to suppress those below them who are insubordinate."
Glancing at Fang Zheng, Zhao Wenhe sneered as he took a token from his body:
"I am a Dharma Protector of the Yama Sect, and I have cultivated the Yama Heart Sutra to the tenth level. Please, senior, restrain this man for me."
If the Town Mansion Spirit could bind Fang Zheng, wouldn’t his life or death be at his disposal?
"No."
Unexpectedly.
The Town Mansion Spirit directly rejected his proposal.
"Ah!"
Zhao Wenhe was taken aback:
"Why?"
"What you said about the rules is correct; those in higher positions can suppress those below." The Town Mansion Spirit explained:
"But..."
"His authority exceeds yours."
With that, he pointed to Fang Zheng.
"How could it be?"
Zhao Wenhe was bewildered.
"Indeed it is so." The Town Mansion Spirit nodded and then said something that made everyone’s hearts skip a beat:
"Unless the Yama is reborn, not even the sect leaders of the Yama Sect throughout the ages have higher authority with me than he does."
"Ah!"
"How could it be?"
"Why?"
The Town Mansion Spirit did not answer, merely casting its gaze towards Fang Zheng’s wrist, its previously dull eyes showing a hint of complexity for the first time.
Yama...
How many millennia has it been,
to see this thing again!
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"Old monkey, what exactly are you trying to do?"
Shao He, with a gloomy expression, asked in a low voice:
"What exactly are you trying to do?"
The three were almost equal in cultivation, with Song Yun’Er slightly weaker but under the protection of the Evil God, and fearless of death.
After prolonged fighting, it was hard to determine a victor.
"Sword Ape."
Song Yun’Er’s beautiful eyes flashed as she slowly spoke:
"If you help me take the Yama Secret Realm, the White Lotus Sect will reward you greatly, and when the Divine Mansion reopens, there will be a place for you."
"Nonsense!"
The Sword Ape showed disdain:
"The old monkey is used to freedom; would I bow down to someone?"
"Bah!"
"As long as the Evil God isn’t eradicated, the world cannot be at peace. The first-generation Celestial Master should never have spared the White Lotus Saint Mother back then!"
"Hmph!"
Song Yun’Er snorted coldly, her palm technique intensifying.
"Old monkey." Shao He frowned:
"What exactly are you trying to do?"
"What am I doing?" The Sword Ape grinned:
"Fulfilling a request to kill the Evil God!"
Saying so, his sword form shifted, gathering the attacks of the three of them to tear through space and slash at a particular spot.
It was...
The Township Stele!
"Oh no!"
Song Yun’Er’s face changed, wanting to withdraw her hand but not daring.
The three’s energy intertwined; if she withdrew, the combined attack of the other two would most likely take her life.
Likewise.
Shao He also didn’t dare to withdraw his hand.
He could only watch helplessly as the power of the three Rogue Immortals, accompanied by the Treasure Sword in the Sword Ape’s hand, struck the Township Stele.