Chapter 793: Wu Shi's Dao Platform
Fatty Duan screamed, then became dazed, as if his soul had been taken, his Yin-Yang Heavenly Eyes staring straight upward.
One had to sigh, one had to be shocked. Normally, if someone obtained a single wisp of chaotic qi, it would cause a sensation and could be refined into a sect-suppressing treasure.
Yet here, there were thousands upon tens of thousands of strands, falling like divine waterfalls, a vast mist of terrifying power that made one want to kneel.
This was a horrifying scene. Tens of thousands of chaotic waterfalls, strand after strand, cascaded down, half-submerging the Dao platform, revealing only a portion of it, an incomparably magnificent sight.
"A divine miracle!" Old Blind Man murmured.
"Where did that person go? The chaos is too thick to see through..." Fatty Duan was lost, staring upward.
It wasn't just them. Ye Fan's heart was also shaken. This was a source of chaos. Earlier, when he activated his Heavenly Eye Penetration, he had glimpsed a deity sitting cross-legged above, but now it had vanished.
That aura, that presence, made one want to prostrate on the spot. If not for the Devouring Demon Jar blocking them, the few of them wouldn't have been able to stand.
"I clearly saw it, why is it gone?" Duan De's eyes were almost bulging out, his Yin-Yang Heavenly Eyes transforming into black and white divine light, blazing like torches.
"I saw it too. There was indeed a deity up there, but now I can't describe what it looked like. A glance spanned a thousand years, yet I can't engrave it in my heart!" Old Blind Man was drenched in sweat. That pressure terrified him.
The legendary Emperor Wu Shi!
They had caught a fleeting glimpse of a hazy figure. Whether it was his true body or a historical reappearance from the ancient past, it left the three of them speechless with shock.
In that instant of time, it felt like crossing a long river of years, experiencing the vicissitudes of life, several rises and falls, as if waking from a great dream.
The spot where the deity had sat was now empty, the figure gone, making one doubt everything was an illusion, that nothing had been seen.
Moreover, the Heavenly Eye Penetration was now ineffective, unable to see through the chaos. Everything at the center of the Dao platform had become unpredictable, a land of mystery.
"The legendary... Emperor Wu Shi!" They spoke as if in a dream, repeating those words.
"At the end of the immortal path, who stands as the peak? Upon seeing Wu Shi, the Dao becomes empty." This ancient saying made them experience it firsthand.
Wu Shi intimidated the forbidden zones of life, suppressed the heavens, pacified the dark ages, annihilated extraterrestrial deities, swept across the eight desolates, and was unmatched under heaven and earth.
Whenever he was mentioned, people thought of his dominance, his divine greatness surpassing all. Past and present, all feared him, even gods trembled. The two words "Wu Shi" were no longer just a name; they carried an immortal power, almost divine, almost demonic.
How many tens of thousands of years had passed? Who could still touch his relics? Yet the three before them seemed to have seen his figure—how could this not be shocking!
The two words "Wu Shi" were heavier than mountains, vaster than the sea, deeper than star domains, inspiring awe in all living beings across the ages.
It took a long time for them to come back to their senses. They looked at each other in silence, then carefully and seriously re-examined this Dao platform.
It was grand and towering, like a great mountain or a great tomb. The rock walls were mottled, full of the marks of time.
In the crevices of the cliffs, one ancient herb after another grew tenaciously, emitting a refreshing fragrance that seeped into one's bones.
Through the chaotic mist, they could faintly see some withered plants on the cliffs. They had grown for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, each worthy of being called a Medicine King.
Their fallen seeds had already sprouted and grown, filling the place with rich fragrance, like a divine land, making one doubt they had entered the immortal realm.
"There's a living Medicine King over there!" Finally, Duan De regained his senses, pointing ahead excitedly, seeing an ancient herb hidden in the chaotic qi.
A Medicine King required at least ninety thousand years of growth to earn that title. Its medicinal properties were excellent, with the divine effect of bringing the dead back to life.
Back then, in the Immortal Mansion World, a deity used five-colored earth marrow to create a medicinal field, transforming it into divine mud, and only cultivated six plants.
Now, on this ancient tomb, or rather Dao platform, a single plant grew from the crevices of the foundation's stone walls. The contrast was astonishing.
A single Medicine King was hard to find in the world, capable of extending life by four hundred years. Its rarity was unimaginable. A dozen or so together could rival an Immortal Pill.
"This truly is a divine forbidden zone. Under Emperor Wu Shi's Dao platform, or rather at the foundation of his tomb, such things can grow. It's too shocking." Even Old Blind Man couldn't help but marvel.
Ye Fan was silent. The ancient great emperors were truly unfathomable. Even after their passing, such divine wonders could accompany them, leaving one in awe.
"There's another one over there!" Fatty Duan's sharp eyes pierced through the layers of mist, spotting another plant slightly higher up.
It was crystalline, shimmering with ten-colored light, exuding a hazy fragrance. One look made one intoxicated, unable to resist wanting to pick it. A single plant could extend life by four hundred years—who wouldn't be tempted?
"Great Emperor, please be magnanimous and forgive us. Let us pick one or two. They're useless to you anyway, just things growing from your grave soil." Duan De muttered, bowing repeatedly as he walked forward.
Medicine Kings were nearly impossible to cultivate artificially. They required constant watering with earthly spiritual milk, nourishment with dragon qi, and growth over ninety thousand years.
Not to mention other things, who could wait that long? Nearly a hundred thousand years—even an immortal dynasty wouldn't last much longer than that!
"Boom"
As soon as Duan De took a step, he was thrown back, blood oozing from his mouth and nose, his body convulsing, bones cracking loudly, a terrifying sight.
A wave of Dao aura spread, like an ancient universe turning, incredibly terrifying, as if warning them not to cross the line.
"So close, yet I can't get near?" Duan De was filled with unwillingness.
"We should be grateful. Otherwise, we'd have turned to ashes long ago and couldn't have made it here at all," Ye Fan said. At this moment, the Wu Shi jade pieces on them were all glowing, resisting the Dao aura. Otherwise, a force of ten thousand jun would have crushed down.
"Right. No one can reach here except those holding Emperor Wu Shi's jade," Old Blind Man nodded.
"We have the Devouring Demon Jar to protect us..." Duan De didn't want to retreat, urging Ye Fan forward because he had a sacred shell.
A single Medicine King could make even a Greatly Accomplished King bow, and even an ancient sage would compromise, as it could add four hundred years of life. For them, the significance was immense—it might change the course of a lifetime.
Ye Fan's sacred body emitted golden radiance, his blood boiling. Clutching several imperial jade pieces and holding the Devouring Demon Jar overhead, he advanced step by step, with Duan De and Old Blind Man within the light barrier.
"Almost there, we're about to touch it."
Right at the foundation, in a rock crevice, an ancient herb was crystal clear, its petals shimmering with five-colored divine light, illuminating the area brilliantly. The intoxicating fragrance was thick and irresistible.
"Finally, we're about to get it. It's like having an extra life. If we sold it, we might even lure out one or two ancestral kings." Old Blind Man rubbed his hands, his expression excited.
"Boom"
A strand of chaos fell, like a vast white waterfall, striking the light barrier. It was as heavy as a hundred thousand mountains, nearly causing the sacred shell to stumble.
"Damn it! A chaotic waterfall? This is outrageous!" Duan De shouted.
Not to mention mortals, even a Saint Lord would turn to dust in an instant if struck. It was only thanks to the sacred shell supporting them.
At the same time, they activated the Devouring Demon Jar. It hummed softly, emitting streaks of black light, blocking the divine waterfall that could destroy a king.
Ye Fan's sacred shell flashed with golden light. He opened the Golden Sacred Domain, holding the jar as he approached, reaching out to pull the Medicine King from the stone crevice.
"Boom"
The Dao platform shook violently, as if about to collapse, releasing an even more terrifying Dao aura, like countless star domains about to fall.
They quickly retreated, leaving the area until they were far enough away.
There, a vast white expanse appeared. Thousands of chaotic waterfalls cascaded down, an incomparably magnificent sight, flooding the area they had just left. This scene was awe-inspiring.
"So terrifying. Without Emperor Wu Shi's jade or the Devouring Demon Jar, not even a Divine King, let alone a sage in person, would be crushed into pulp," Old Blind Man said.
Ye Fan stared intently at the chaotic Dao platform ahead, inevitably thinking of the Ruthless Great Emperor's sunken coffin site. There, in the ancient nest made of black dragon wood, larger than a mountain, chaos also formed a sea, mysterious and unfathomable.
"Haha... finally got it." Duan De laughed heartily, holding the Medicine King in his hands, his grin stretching almost to his ears.
"Is Emperor Wu Shi really sitting cross-legged on that Dao platform?" Old Blind Man asked.
"We'll climb up and see later. There must be plenty more Medicine Kings up there. Even if we don't catch that self-running Immortal Phoenix Pill, it's still worth it!" Duan De said.
Old Blind Man shook his head. Climbing the Dao platform was far too difficult. Even with the Devouring Demon Jar, it might not be possible.
"We have to climb it. The ten thousand primeval clans have emerged. Only Emperor Wu Shi can intimidate them." Ye Fan's words were firm. He was determined to see the living or the dead, to find Emperor Wu Shi's true body. Thinking of that, he touched the two old copper blocks in his bosom.
Then, he opened a precious bottle. Inside were a snow-white, crystalline female saint's skull and a crescent-shaped pendant, which he had obtained in the star domain and were closely related to Emperor Wu Shi.
"Right, we must climb the Dao platform!" Duan De agreed wholeheartedly. A lifelong tomb raider, he was endlessly fascinated by the graves of ancient great emperors.
Suddenly, a chilling aura swept over them, overwhelming everything. The three of them involuntarily felt their hair and body hair stand on end!
A cold, dark aura, vast as an ocean, seemed to come from the nine netherworlds, flooding the area in an instant!
A sudden assassination, extremely swift, left no time to react or make any effective move, because it was too fast.
Right behind them, a terrifying figure appeared. It was pitch black, withered like dry wood, with nine heads—dragon, hou, human, phoenix, and others standing side by side. An immortal black divine ring surrounded its body!
Endless death qi shattered heaven and earth, like a sea of stars smashing down, making their chests tight, their bodies on the verge of decay, their primordial spirit flames about to go out.
This was a demon that had crawled out of a crystal coffin!
At that moment, they all thought of the same possibility. This was a subordinate of the Immortal Emperor, shocking and terrifying!
Surrounded by the divine ring, it inspired fear in the mortal world.
Behind it, it seemed like a netherworld palace was manifesting, suppressing all directions, destroying all life, making their primordial spirits tremble, on the verge of shattering.
"Pfft"
Everything was too fast to react. This withered, pitch-black, terrifying being with nine heads—dragon, hou, and others—reached out a hand, instantly piercing Old Blind Man's chest, tearing off half of Duan De's arm, and snatching away the Medicine King.
Ye Fan's golden pupils shot out piercing beams of light. He threw a punch, charging forward to battle this terrifying being surrounded by the black divine ring.
"Are we actually facing a subordinate of the Immortal Emperor? Have we entered the mythological era?!" Old Blind Man and Duan De lay in a pool of blood, activating the Devouring Demon Jar at all costs.
Dao inscriptions filled the sky. Wu Shi sat cross-legged on the Dao platform, reciting scriptures, saying: Recommendation chapter, monthly ticket, Monday, calling out, calling out.
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