# 973
Chapter 974: Golden Immortal Descends
The words fell, and the three figures flickered before crashing into the crimson world.
As one of the figures gently raised their hand, a massive seal soared into the sky, rapidly expanding until it blotted out the entire heavens, like a mountain shrouded in immortal qi, carrying terrifying might as it crashed down!
DONG——!!
The moment this massive seal struck, a deafening explosion rang through the clouds. Hundreds of corpse beasts were crushed into blood mist, not even having time to wail before vanishing into the air.
At the same time, the earth of Takamagahara shook violently. Dense gorges rapidly spread outward from the seal as their center, swallowing the surrounding palace temples.
In an instant, the heavens collapsed and the earth fractured.
On the other side, a figure like a startled swan dashed alone into the howling corpse beast horde. A Taoist robe fluttered in the wind as, from within its wide sleeves, an ancient scroll emerged.
His fingertip gently tapped, and the scroll hung suspended in the void, quickly unfurling. Magnificent mountain peaks intertwined with rushing rivers, forming a magnificent landscape. With a burst of golden light, terrifying suction poured forth from the painting.
The tide of corpse beasts scattered across the shattered earth were rolled up into the sky like chicks, flying into that ancient scroll and vanishing without a trace.
After these two figures struck, the surging horde of corpse beasts was instantly torn open into a gaping wound. Those spread throughout Takamagahara were rapidly wiped out, completely routed.
The earth roared, divine power swept across the land.
On the shattered ground, Lin Qiye and the others sat in their small electric cart, passing through the漫天 spells and corpse beasts, their mouths hanging open in shock.
"Who are these three……" Wang Mian asked, stunned.
Before Lin Qiye could speak, on the distant earth, a figure in a blue-green Taoist robe, holding a precious sword, was striding through the scattered corpse beast horde toward them.
Lu Wuwei immediately pulled the emergency brake.
The Taoist stopped before the cart. A wisp of sword light circled around him, shredding all the howling corpse beasts nearby into fragments. Blood rain scattered as his gaze fell upon Lin Qiye, and he slowly spoke:
"You... are you Lin Qiye?"
Lin Qiye froze.
"Yes, and you are..."
"This poor Taoist is Yu Ding." The Taoist clasped his hands in greeting, smiling faintly. "Over these years, my disciple has been in your care."
Yu Ding?
The Jade Ding True Immortal among the Twelve Golden Immortals?
Lin Qiye's mind instantly flashed through the information this name represented, his eyes filled with shock.
If this person before him was one of the Twelve Golden Immortals, then the identities of the other two figures were also becoming clear... If Lin Qiye wasn't mistaken, the one wielding the Panta Seal must be Guangchengzi, also among the Twelve Golden Immortals, and the one with the山河社稷图 in hand was the legendary Taiyi True Immortal.
Yu Ding, Taiyi, Guangchengzi...
All the Gods of Great Xia had returned from the cycle of rebirth!
Only, why would they appear at Takamagahara?
"Your disciple?" Lin Qiye had barely recovered from the shock of this identity when confusion set in.
If he remembered correctly, in the myths, the disciple of Jade Ding True Immortal wasn't Yang Jian, was it?
When had Yang Jian been in his care?
Seeing Lin Qiye's bewildered expression, Jade Ding True Immortal smiled faintly, shook his head, and calmly walked past the electric cart with his sword.
"Go. The Heavenly Lord is still waiting outside... Leave the rest to us."
Jade Ding True Immortal's figure vanished from the three's sight. Lu Wuwei raised an eyebrow and twisted the handle once more, driving along the bloody path Jade Ding True Immortal had carved, speeding toward the shattered Gate of Guidance.
Jade Ding True Immortal walked calmly through the endless stream of corpse beasts. His sword in hand trembled slightly, and a sword light that pierced the heavens poured forth, blooming beneath the crimson sky.
In an instant, over a thousand corpse beasts within five kilometers before him were bisected simultaneously!
Fragments of flesh mingled with spurting blood, rolling across the ground. He stepped over the blood pool with his sword, neither his blue-green Taoist robe nor the blade in his hand stained with a single drop of blood.
ROAR——!!
A low growl came from ahead. Jade Ding True Immortal's eyes narrowed as he looked up.
At the opposite end of the horizon, the corpse god born from within Susanoo's body stood atop a small mountain of other divine corpses, baring its fangs and howling. A terrifying tide of divine power madly spread outward.
Those empty eye sockets stared directly at the physically insignificant Jade Ding True Immortal beneath its feet, murderous intent fully exposed.
Jade Ding True Immortal slowly came to a halt.
BOOM!
With a heavy thud, the corpse god pounced from the distance, crashing to the ground before Jade Ding True Immortal. Its massive form like a small mountain crushed the earth beneath it. Howling winds swept across, ruffling Jade Ding True Immortal's black hair.
Phantom images of oceans凝聚 around him.
The corpse god opened its grotesque maw as if about to let out another howl, but before its mouth could fully open, a blade of sword light flashed across its body in an instant.
The corpse god's sound cut off abruptly.
Its enormous body froze on the earth. After two seconds of stillness, a thin line of blood appeared, and then the entire body slowly split in two along this line.
Its upper half crashed to the ground, stirring up clouds of dust. Jade Ding True Immortal walked out of the smoke with his sword, his eyes sweeping indifferently over the corpse god's remains:
"A pseudo-god formed from filth dares block my path?"
He snorted coldly, gripping his sword with one hand, continuing forward into the depths of Takamagahara.
...
"You know Yang Jian?" In the car, Wang Mian asked, astonished.
"...No, I don't." Lin Qiye shook his head, completely bewildered. "I only saw him from afar in Cangnan, slaying an external god. I've never had any contact with the Gods of Great Xia..."
Except for Sun Wukong.
Lin Qiye thought to himself.
"Strange indeed." Wang Mian raised an eyebrow.
The electric cart raced across the shattered earth. Behind them, the three Golden Immortals had turned Takamagahara upside down. With the corpse beasts eliminated, Lin Qiye and the others quickly rode out through the Gate of Guidance.
Lin Qiye and Wang Mian got off Lu Wuwei's cart, finally escaping the cramped seats and letting out a long breath.
"My order's complete. You two can make your own way back to Great Xia, right?" Lu Wuwei said, patting his electric cart with some心疼 in his voice.
"We can." Both nodded.
"Then I'll be going. The drive back will take quite a while. See you in Great Xia."
Lu Wuwei waved, put on his helmet, and rode his little electric cart, slowly disappearing into the end of the残破 street.
Lin Qiye and Wang Mian exchanged a glance, smiling wryly. The two figures—one gray, one red—walked side by side into the distance.