The Terrifying Path of Immortal Cultivation

Ye Bai Zhen's tomb near the pure water is leaking a frenzy of dark energy.

These are all corpse water qi, which will destroy all living creatures within a radius of ten miles.

Li Qing silently observes, wanting to see what will become of this event.

...

In the distant west, there is a vast grassland. In a bone temple built from countless corpses, a thin old monk slowly opens his eyes.

A hint of surprise and a touch of anger appear on his face.

"Who dares to break my seal?"

"The water corpse has changed and emerged early."

This person is the Venerable of Hundred Corpses. His face is gloomy, and his originally thin face becomes even more somber.

He is dressed in a crimson kasaya, and upon closer inspection, it seems to be some kind of strange leather, woven into the kasaya with threads.

On the kasaya, one can see shrunken skulls sewn onto it.

It makes him look extremely sinister, yet dignified, as if he has transformed from evil to righteousness.

He slowly stands up, takes a step, and in an instant, it seems as if the space-time is reversing.

All around him are blurry and distorted ripples of space-time. When he reappears, he has silently entered the Great Tang territory.

With one step, it seems as if he has traveled a thousand miles.

He looks towards the direction of the Great River and takes another step.

...

At this time, in the Dragon Palace of the Great River, Ao Ming has already arrived in front of the Dragon King's palace.

Two yaksha generals stopped him, "Prince of the Dragon, His Majesty is summoning the courtiers. You cannot enter."

Ao Ming immediately became angry and exclaimed, "I have an urgent matter concerning the safety of the Great River to report."

"I must see His Majesty. Go and inform him for me."

The two yaksha generals frowned upon hearing this, feeling hesitant.

Although Ao Ming's words were serious, they did not know if they were true or false.

If it was false, Ao Ming would naturally be fine, at most being reprimanded, after all, he was the son of the dragon.

But they might be in trouble. They might even lose their lives.

The two nervously looked at Ao Ming and continued to block him.

"Your Highness, we really cannot help you report now. We can only wait until His Majesty finishes the court meeting."

Ao Ming immediately became furious, "Waiting any longer will be disastrous! If something big happens, can you bear the consequences?"

The two yaksha generals looked at Ao Ming's fury and became even more uneasy.

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the Dragon King's palace, and a cold voice rang out.

"What's all this noise? Don't you know His Majesty is in a court meeting? How many brains do you have?"

Upon hearing this voice, the two yaksha generals and Ao Ming felt as if a bucket of cold water was poured over them, and they couldn't help but feel fear.

They looked at the man speaking, who was dressed in a yellow robe with eight dragons.

He had a handsome face, a flame-like mark on his forehead, and eyes filled with infinite coldness, wearing a crown on his head.

Ao Ming quickly lowered his head, "Father!"

"Your Highness," the two yaksha generals quickly said.

"What's going on?" The Prince of the Great River Dragon Palace looked at them with a cold gaze. He was just as cold towards his son.

As the prince, he had hundreds of concubines in his harem, and at least a hundred sons and daughters. He couldn't even remember all of them.

Ao Ming was just one of them, and he didn't have any special feelings for him.

Ao Ming quickly said, "Father, something big has happened in the Great River."

The prince's eyes narrowed upon hearing this.

In a cold voice, he asked, "Go on."

"At the General's Manor in the White Dragon Beach, my subordinate General Li Yu discovered the tomb of the North State hero Ye Bai Zhen from seven hundred years ago."

"He and I went in to explore and discovered something astonishing."

"Ye Bai Zhen turned out to be a pawn of the Corpse Hiding Temple?"

"He has been turned into a water corpse, merging with the water veins."

"It seems that the Corpse Hiding Temple wants to use the water corpse to erode the water veins and establish a domain of water corpses, creating a stronghold within our Great River."

"General Li Yu and I sensed the danger and escaped from the exploration, rushing back to report."

Upon hearing this, the Prince of the Great River, Ao Dong, narrowed his eyes.

In a cold voice, he said, "Are you sure about what you're saying?"

"There is absolutely no falsehood. I saw the 'Great Book of Light and Darkness - Water Corpse Technique' of the Corpse Hiding Temple in the tomb, and combined with Ye Bai Zhen's awakening, I concluded that he is a water corpse."

"Plus, the tomb is almost completely integrated with the water veins, which led me to guess this possibility."

Listening to Ao Ming's words, Prince Ao Dong furrowed his brow deeply and looked at him.

"Stay here and don't go anywhere. I'll ask you when I come back."

Ao Ming quickly nodded, "Yes, Father!"

At this moment, he felt secretly pleased, knowing that he had caught Ao Dong's attention, at least making himself familiar.

In the next moment, Ao Dong had disappeared from their sight, flashing out of the Great River.

In the sky, he transformed into a Flood Dragon, soaring into the air, and in a blink, he headed towards the White Dragon Beach.

At this time, above the White Dragon Beach, the figure of the Venerable of Hundred Corpses appeared silently.

Looking at the pervasive corpse energy in the water veins below, his expression turned ugly.

The leakage of corpse energy meant that the water corpse had not fully achieved its goal and could not form a closed domain.

Although it seemed to have contaminated many creatures and areas of the Great River, it could be easily cleaned up.

Anger surged in his heart, and his face became extremely cold.

Taking a step, the next moment, he entered the tomb.

The body of Ye Bai Zhen was floating in the tomb, and the corpse energy all over his body was spreading outwards, seemingly caught in a kind of stalemate and confusion.

Seemingly sensing the arrival of the Venerable of Hundred Corpses, it let out an endless roar.

Countless corpse energy seemed to turn into a black water, and Ye Bai Zhen also merged into the black water, rushing towards him.

Facing the approaching Ye Bai Zhen, the Venerable of Hundred Corpses sighed, "What a calamity."

"Seven hundred years of effort, not fully achieved. It will take at least three hundred years to make up for this last step."

"What a pity."

After speaking, a black pagoda appeared in his hand. With a wave of his hand, the pagoda extended in the wind.

The base of the pagoda erupted with a strange gravity, drawing all the black water into it.

Ye Bai Zhen in the black water instantly sensed the danger and began to struggle frantically, but a mysterious force enveloped him, firmly locking him in place.

In the next moment, he and the black water were drawn into it, appearing in a pitch-black space.

In this space, there were eight coffins, seven of which were already sealed, covered with eerie chains.

Ye Bai Zhen headed towards the last open coffin.