I'm in Shrouding the Heavens Practicing Eternal Life

Even the Buddhist faith has wrathful deities and demon-subduing methods.

When encountering evildoers, offering them kindness is nothing more than a scripture for their rebirth.

The Sage King of the Golden-Backed Dragon Toad Clan was furious. Every Sage is a precious asset to their clan, a considerable fighting force in this world. Even ancient royal clans don't have many, and the Golden-Backed Dragon Toad Clan only has four.

Now, one was directly killed by the Source Heavenly Master, who also conveniently performed a Buddhist ritual to help them pass on.

The Buddhist Eye has delivered tens of thousands of Golden-Backed Dragon Toad Clan dependents, most of whom were minor cultivators. Occasionally, there were a few Great Experts, allowing this Three Thousand Great Daos to approach completion. After all, Luo Mo's Eternal Life Method was still in the realm of defying fate, and Great Experts were sufficient as cultivation resources.

However, after delivering a Sage, this Three Thousand Great Daos was directly completed, and the Buddhist Eye transformed.

Luo Mo did not continue to use this Three Thousand Great Daos for combat. He moved it to the Violet-Gold Sword and then began to cultivate another Three Thousand Great Daos.

The Violet Forest Ancestral King spoke, feeling that this Source Heavenly Master's strength was very unusual.

After investigating the Flying Tide Clan and the Scarlet Hornless Dragon Clan, he determined that the Source Heavenly Master's cultivation should be around the peak of the Sage realm, so he did not bother to check on the Silver-Eyed Clan.

After all, the Silver-Eyed Clan only had one Ancestral King in the Sage realm, and since the Flying Tide Clan, with three Ancestral Kings, and the Scarlet Hornless Dragon Clan, with four Ancestral Kings, had both been defeated, there was naturally no need to look at the Silver-Eyed Clan. It was obvious that they were no match for the Source Heavenly Master.

Therefore, the Violet Forest Ancestral King did not go to check on the Silver-Eyed Clan. If he had gone, he would have discovered that Luo Mo's strength had undergone a tremendous change in a short period.

The difference between a Source Heavenly Master and a Six Yang Heavenly Master was as great as that between a Sage and a Sage King.

But now he also realized that the Source Heavenly Master's strength was definitely not the peak of the Sage realm he had previously estimated, but rather the Sage King level. There was no doubt about it; otherwise, it would have been impossible to kill an Ancestral King so cleanly. The Golden-Backed Dragon Toad Clan's Ancestral King had no power to fight back at all. This was not an equal battle.

"Brother Zilin, just hold the line for me!"

The Golden-Backed Dragon Toad Clan's Sage King, named Yingliang, refused the Violet Forest Ancestral King's help. He soared into the sky, his horizontal pupils staring at Luo Mo, the skin of his cheeks bulging, emitting a dull 'gurgling' sound.

Heaven and earth were silent, but Luo Mo's surroundings suddenly blurred, the space vibrating at a high frequency.

Before Ancestral King Yingliang could even speak, such a change had already occurred. The space around Luo Mo was about to collapse, and one could imagine the power that would be unleashed once he opened his mouth.

"Suppress!"

The Six Immortal Sealing was unleashed, six divine steles suppressing the six directions, stabilizing the space.

Seeing that Luo Mo's move had resolved his prelude, Ancestral King Yingliang's entire body swelled up in the next second, gathering a massive amount of divine power.

His spine emitted a clanging sound, the middle one of the nine golden dragon patterns clinging to the spine. Pieces of fin-like bone spurs stood up, straightened as his body swelled, emitting a clanging sound as they interlocked.

The nine golden dragon patterns on his back flashed and disappeared briefly. Then, Ancestral King Yingliang opened his mouth.

The greatest sound is silence.

Between him and Luo Mo, the space was collapsing inch by inch. A pitch-black zone appeared between the two, and terrifying sound waves, like raging dragons, destroyed everything in their path, with nine golden dragons rushing towards Luo Mo.

"Kill!"

Luo Mo's response was only this one word, but it was like ten thousand dragons roaring, shattering the sky, shaking the universe. Countless mountains crumbled into dust under the sound of this one word, scattered in the sound waves.

This was the Great Roar Technique among the Three Thousand Great Daos. Although Luo Mo had not cultivated it, using his Six Yang Heavenly Master realm to transform it into a Source Art was itself a peerless skill.

The two sound-based secret techniques clashed, the Golden-Backed Dragon Toad Clan's Nine Dragon Roar against the Source Art version of the Great Roar Technique.

The remaining two Ancestral Kings of the Golden-Backed Dragon Toad Clan's expressions changed drastically. Such a confrontation on the ground would definitely be a disaster. The aftermath of the confrontation could destroy millions of miles around.

"Activate the great formation!"

"Use the formation patterns to protect us!"

They quickly activated the ancestral land's great formation, a layer of misty golden light protecting the divine lake and the surrounding ancient cities. A huge, illusory golden toad appeared on the earth, opening its giant mouth, seemingly capable of swallowing the sun and moon.

Two invisible forces shattered the space, collided, and fought, the heavens and earth seemingly about to be overturned. The giant golden toad squatted on the earth, devouring and dissolving the turbulent power in the sky. The aftershocks that leaked out instantly shattered the giant golden toad. The formation patterns protecting the ancestral land of the Golden-Backed Dragon Toad Clan could not withstand the aftermath of the two's battle.

"Not good!"

"The great formation is about to collapse!"

In the ancient city near the divine lake, toad-like demon creatures looked at the battle in the sky in horror. That scene was like the end of the world. The two sides had not officially exchanged blows, but just opening their mouths had such terrifying power.

The surroundings were disappearing.

The mountains and rivers they were familiar with, the places they had once walked, were erased as if they were colors. Then, even the space trembled violently, the entire sky seemingly about to fall. The area between their Ancestral King and the human powerhouse had become a chaotic void of darkness.

Seeing this, the Violet Forest Ancestral King also took action, using his own powerful divine power to help stabilize the defensive formation patterns that were almost shattered by the aftermath of the battle. The giant golden toad manifested by the formation patterns opened its mouth, swallowing the aftermath of the battle with a heaven-devouring momentum, dissolving it.

The nine golden raging dragons were shattered, and Luo Mo's single word 'kill' struck Yingliang's left eye, as sharp as a sword.

Drops of Sage blood splattered, but Yingliang recalled them, the blood essence merging into his body, repairing the injury. The severed left eye reopened, the horizontal pupils staring at Luo Mo.

"I didn't expect you to be proficient in sound-based techniques."

This was something that the intelligence had not revealed. In the information they had collected, the Source Heavenly Master's specialty should be Source Arts, mobilizing the power of heaven and earth. They had also investigated that the Source Heavenly Master Luo Mo cultivated the Tai Yin and Sun scriptures, which was a strange combination, but nowhere did the intelligence show that he was proficient in sound-based secret techniques.

Luo Mo did not speak, but simply raised his sword to face him, surrounded by red karmic fire. A golden lotus bud was about to bloom, as if to bear fruit in the endless sin and karma, the hope of everything, the liberation of the Nightmare World.

Kill!

The void trembled, ten thousand dragons roared, Arhats roared angrily, the sky and the earth rumbled together.

At this moment, the earth was already riddled with holes. Two Sage King-level powerhouses fighting, hundreds of thousands of miles around were flattened. Outside the ancestral land of the Golden-Backed Dragon Toad Clan, it was already a scorched earth.

Yingliang, confident in his bravery and the Golden-Backed Dragon Toad Clan's powerful physical bodies, actually attacked with his bare hands.

The huge webbed claws had nine fingers, and with a single slap, they covered the sky, pressing down horizontally, actually wanting to use his bare hands to fight against the treasure sword in Luo Mo's hand.

The webbed claws had fine dragon scales, glittering with golden light.

The Golden-Backed Dragon Toad Clan was jet black, with golden patterns on their backs. The more golden patterns, the stronger their talent, but upon reaching the Sage realm, they would even grow dragon tails.

However, the feet of Ancestral King Yingliang were not black like those of other Golden-Backed Dragon Toad Ancestral Kings, but golden, growing golden dragon scales, flashing with divine light. With a palm strike, he was incomparably fierce.

How laughable.

The nine-fingered webbed claw struck the spine of the Violet-Gold Dao Sword, erupting with a thunderous divine sound. In the incredulous gaze of Ancestral King Yingliang, its nine-fingered webbed claw was deflected by a powerful force.

Subsequently, the Violet-Gold Dao Sword drew a brilliant sword radiance. The sword techniques were like celestial steeds soaring through the skies, or antelopes hanging by their horns, containing numerous mysteries such as space, concealment, and reversal, reaching an exquisite level.

Poof!

Ancestral King Yingliang's hand was severed at the wrist. Even the gold-essence-like dragon scales were cut open. The Violet-Gold Dao Sword sliced through the opponent's hand like a hot knife through butter.

"What sword is this?"

Ancestral King Yingliang clutched his severed hand, stopping the spurting essence blood, and watched as Luo Mo collected his severed palm.

He had once used this move to kill his nemesis, shattering the nemesis's magical treasures alive. Its power was extremely formidable, and it also possessed golden dragon scales, providing immense defense, allowing him to fight enemies' magical treasures barehanded.

Therefore, when he saw the Origin Celestial Master's Violet-Gold Sword, he directly struck at it, thinking he could shatter it, but he didn't expect to be shaken back and then have his hand severed by a single sword strike.

It should be known that those were limbs that he had strengthened with dragon blood refined throughout his life. Even if he was a Saint King, he would have to expend a large amount of his origin to regenerate, and being cut off could be said to be a great loss of vitality.

Those ordinary Ancestral Kings had not even evolved to this level yet.

Luo Mo did not answer him, but simply said, "The next move will send you to liberation."

"Arrogant!"

Ancestral King Yingliang no longer acted carelessly and summoned an ancient pagoda.

On the ground, Ancestral King Zilin of the Myriad Dragon Nest frowned, sensing something was amiss. Yingliang seemed to be no match for this human Origin Celestial Master at all. If this continued, Yingliang would undoubtedly die.

'I'll help you.'

He transmitted his thoughts.

'No need, I can handle him!' Yingliang still refused.

Ancestral King Zilin shook his head and didn't say much, only intending to save him when Yingliang was unable to hold on. He could understand Yingliang's feelings, not wanting to lose face in front of his own clan, wanting to defeat the Origin Celestial Master himself.

But in Zilin's view, the gap between them was not small. It was almost impossible for Yingliang to win. The Origin Celestial Master's renowned Origin Art and the strength of cultivating both the Yin and Yang scriptures had yet to be displayed, while Yingliang had already used one of his trump cards.

Intercepting some of the opponent's telepathic transmissions, Luo Mo looked towards the ground, his gaze penetrating the Golden-Backed Dragon Toad clan's array patterns, seeing the man with divine wings on his back and dragon horns on his head.

Zilin?

A person from the Myriad Dragon Nest… He remembered this.

In the original story, he was a minor character who, along with other ancient clans, coerced the human race, only to encounter Jiang Taixu and die on the spot with many other Ancestral Kings.

This was also a Saint King.

Myriad Dragon Nest, this is also a dragon, perfect for cultivating dragon energy.

Speaking of which, he had quite the affinity with them, encountering them again.

Ancestral King Zilin naturally sensed Luo Mo's gaze. The two looked at each other from a distance, which enraged Ancestral King Yingliang.

"You dare to be distracted while fighting me!"

He urged the ancient pagoda to fight again, but Luo Mo's aura suddenly changed.

Originally, he was upright and peaceful, like the great sun in the sky, warm and majestic.

But now, Luo Mo's aura suddenly became incomparably sharp. Nine immortal chains appeared within his body, flashing with immortal light, erupting with the most brilliant radiance. The combination of the nine was enough to startle immortals!

Origin Art was the path to control the origin of all things in the world. Luo Mo wanted to create his own path because he had his own ambitions, but if he wanted to lie flat, there was a very good path that could directly guarantee him the position of Grand Celestial Master.

Six Yang Celestial Master Transformation—

Nine Vein Celestial Master!

"Immortal Gold!"

Ancestral King Zilin exclaimed.

Were those nine immortal gold veins? Otherwise, how could there be such immortal light?

Origin Art controlled the origin of all things. Had the Origin Celestial Master found nine immortal gold veins and integrated them into himself?

Glug!

Zilin was horrified. What kind of opportunity and luck was this? A school like Origin Art, which needed to connect to the power of heaven and earth, had found nine immortal gold veins and integrated them into himself. The improvement in strength was definitely extremely terrifying!

The nine immortal gold veins within Luo Mo's body naturally possessed Dao laws. Integrated with Origin Art, they were a powerful Origin Celestial Divine Law sufficient to ascend to the Grand Celestial Master realm. If he wasn't pursuing the Pure Yang path, he would probably already be a Grand Celestial Master.

The power of the nine celestial gold veins was poured into the Violet-Gold Dao Sword. They shared the same origin. The Violet-Gold Dao Sword was forged from the immortal gold origin particles from the nine celestial gold veins, mixed with Primordial Purple Qi.

At this moment, Luo Mo used the Origin Celestial Divine Law to activate the nine celestial gold veins. Without the need for the Pure Yang Dao Law to accumulate nine divine soils and transform into Pure Yang, each immortal gold vein was comparable to a divine soil.

The aura of innate gold erupted. Luo Mo transformed into the White Emperor Gold Sovereign. The divine light of nine colors poured into the Violet-Gold Sword. The pure 'firmness' and 'sharpness' aura was completely released. The Violet-Gold Dao Sword vibrated excitedly, erupting with brilliant nine-colored sword light.

A sword fell.

This sword was unavoidable, inescapable, cutting through space, ignoring distance. The ancient pagoda and Ancestral King Yingliang were brushed by the sword light, stunned in place for a moment, and then slowly separated.

W-What happened?

Ancestral King Zilin and the other two Golden-Backed Dragon Toad Ancestral Kings were a little dazed. His original plan was to wait until Ancestral King Yingliang was unable to hold on before helping, which would also be a favor, but he didn't expect…

The Origin Celestial Master had actually hidden his strength?

Who in the Saint King realm could withstand this sword?

Zilin felt that perhaps only the ancient Emperor could withstand this sword when they were in the Saint King realm, and he was far from enough, even if he was in the ninth heaven of the Saint King realm.

Not good!

He suddenly remembered that if the Origin Celestial Master had hidden his strength, then him staying here…

"Why leave? You're already here."

Luo Mo suddenly appeared in front of Ancestral King Zilin, who wanted to leave. Behind him, the Golden-Backed Dragon Toad clan's formation was slowly cut open. The order of cutting and entering was reversed in the extremely fast sword light.

"I'm just, just here to visit an old friend."

Ancestral King Zilin was flustered, but he forced himself to remain calm, because he felt that the Origin Celestial Master shouldn't recognize him.

He cupped his hands and saluted, "Zilin of the Myriad Dragon Nest greets fellow Daoist of the Origin Celestial Sect."

The remaining two Golden-Backed Dragon Toad Ancestral Kings had different moods. One Ancestral King took a step back in horror, while the other shed two lines of blood tears.

"You slaughtered my clansmen and harmed my ancestor, I will—"

A flash of nine-colored sword light, and a weeping frog head fell.

The remaining Golden-Backed Dragon Toad Ancestral King was already the only Ancestral King of this clan. A dignified Ancestral King was actually trembling.

Ancestral King Zilin was also horrified, looking at Luo Mo with a forced smile, "Myriad Dragon Nest will naturally not interfere with the grievances between fellow Daoist and the Golden-Backed Dragon Toad clan. If fellow Daoist has time, you can come to my Myriad Dragon Nest as a guest, and I will definitely welcome you."

He smiled apologetically, but Luo Mo just looked at him coldly.

"I remember, I've used that in public more than once, right?"

Ancestral King Zilin was immediately horrified, because he thought of a rumor about the Origin Celestial Master.

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