Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 271 The Truth of the Three Realms

This old woman is truly unfathomable. Her words are exactly the same as those of the Empress Qingyao in the tomb.

The nine divine continents were indeed the incarnation of Pangu's physical body.

The old woman smiled slightly and looked at Du Fang.

Du Fang slowly told a shocking fact:

"Eons ago, those humans who ascended to the upper realm became the Five Heavenly Emperors. Their downfall wasn't necessarily due to being corrupted by the Yin energy of the Three Realms!"

"You are very smart. The fairies really have a way of selecting people. Yes, you guessed right!"

"The Heavenly Emperor of the Upper Realm fell because he pursued immortality. Only by falling into the evil god and severing his own realm could he achieve the same eternal immortality as Pangu's flesh body!"

Du Fang took a deep breath.

"They have fallen on purpose, seeking the true path to eternal life!"

"As long as he survives, the evil god will revive!"

"But why would the evil god revive? Hasn't he been sleeping soundly for more than 100,000 years?" Bai Zhi was also puzzled.

The old woman sighed softly and said:

"Because the spirit ghosts and demons also know the secrets of this world, they found the ruins of the prehistoric times, the tomb of the evil god, beneath the sea of ​​​​boundaries, and obtained countless amazing immortal treasures. The blood sea and the dark river formation you mentioned is just an insignificant item among them!"

Du Fang and Bai Zhi looked at each other at the same time.

The two knew in their hearts that the Soul-Soothing Nail and the Heart-Confusing Dust used by the three clans of Jinghai, these long-lost things, should have been excavated from the ruins under Jinghai, the tomb of the gods.

Bai Zhi gently recounted the scene where the Southern Emperor of Immortality used the 'Heavenly Secret Seal' to subdue and kill countless powerful men.

The old woman was stunned when she heard this. After a long while, she picked up the ancient sword Chengying again.

After carefully reading it twice, he said:

"Ten thousand years ago, this sword was also considered an immortal weapon, of the same rank as the Heavenly Secret Seal. However, the technique has been lost, and no one in this world knows how to wield it anymore."

"These divine objects from the prehistoric times that you talk about are slowly appearing in the world, but they don't have much power. That's why!"

The old woman looked at Bai Zhi with a serious look in her eyes: "I've listened to your detailed account. It seems that after the death of the powerful warriors above the seventh realm, none of them transformed into the Dao and returned the Dao to the heaven?"

"Yes, except for the demon slayer killed by the immortal spirit, no other strong man has become a Taoist!"

"This is why the evil god is reviving. The number of souls sent to the underworld is decreasing, and the spiritual energy returning to the heavens has been intercepted by the powerful human cultivators of the ninth realm. As a result, the sleeping evil god has lost the nourishment of living things and the ghost energy of the dead, so naturally he can't sleep! That's why he is reviving!"

Du Fang didn't dare to speak. He had already remembered the words that the Emperor and Empress Shen Zhinian had said in the Tomb of the Human Emperor.

After human death, the soul is sent to the underworld to nourish the evil gods, so that the three realms can be safe.

It's almost the same as what this old woman said.

The old woman's face was full of worry:

"For the past thousand years, the major sword sects have gone to extreme lengths to refine their weapon spirits, using the souls of deceased creatures to improve their cultivation in the imperial realm. It's because the powerful cultivators of the Spirit Ghost Clan in this endless sea are constantly devouring the death energy that the evil god sleeping on the bottom of the sea has run out of blood and is beginning to revive!"

"Now, do you understand?"

"Understood!"

Bai Zhi's expression didn't change.

Du Fang's heart was pounding with fear.

The underworld and hell have always been one of the three realms in Buddhism and Taoism, where the souls of the dead are reincarnated. Unexpectedly, according to the oral accounts of these powerful people in the world, hell is nothing more than a place to store the souls of the dead and to be used as food to feed the ancient gods.

Is the truth of the world so cruel?

He couldn't help but ask:

"So, those religions that preach about asceticism and reincarnation are all lies?"

The old woman smiled:

"Child, you are so naive. Those tricks are just to deceive ordinary people and live a peaceful life. Not only ordinary people, but also cultivators below the eighth level are fed by the Tianlong people when they are alive, and they will also be food for the evil gods after they die."

Du Fang was confused again: "Are the Tianlong people the Tianlong clan?"

"Yes, you killed the Celestial Dragons. Those Celestial Dragons will not let you go. They are even on their way here!"

"I've fought with them before. Their cultivation is very strange, completely different from that of ordinary cultivators! Grandma, what do you mean by saying that cultivators below the eighth realm were provided for by the Tianlong clan when they were alive?"

The old woman hesitated for a long time:

"I shouldn't be saying this to you, since you're a fairy, but for her sake... I have no choice but to tell you everything I know..."

As he said this, he glanced at Bai Zhi.

"You are the friend brought by Yao'er, so you are my family!"

"From now on, you must not let her down, otherwise I, as your elder, will definitely..." As he said this, he crushed the teapot on the table into powder, stretched out his hand, and it turned into a round pot again.

"You understand, smart young man!"

"I know!"

Du Fang was sweating profusely as he watched.

This completely ties him and this woman together.

"Since you understand, then we are family. I can only tell you that you may not know that the Tianlong clan is controlled by thirteen Soul Breakers, also known as Law Breakers..."

"The celestial beings and dragons they commanded scoured the Nine Continents for divine artifacts, as well as high-level deceased souls, artifact spirits, and even those mortal souls favored by heaven and earth..."

Du Fang suddenly interrupted him:

"Does the spirit of luck count as well?"

"Calculate!"

"These things are used to feed those thirteen beasts!"

Bai Zhi suddenly interjected, "In our sect's Longyuan Sword Tomb, there once lived a dragon called Longxiong. Does Uncle Master know about this?"

The old woman nodded:

"That's my senior sister, your respected teacher. She insisted on staying by my side despite my objections. I know she's a disaster, and she's targeting the souls of our ancestors in our sword tomb!"

She suddenly seemed to remember something, "Our ancestor's soul hasn't been stolen, right?"

"No, I melted into the sword!"

As she spoke, Bai Zhi took out the Mohen and placed it on the table.

The old woman gazed at it with great affection, praising it softly, "You were able to borrow the spirit of the sword tomb to refine a ninth-order sword spirit. Your talent is quite impressive. Although this sword may not be as good as that immortal weapon, it is still a rare divine object in the world!"

"What about Longxiong? Do you know his whereabouts?"

"Killed by...this Taoist brother!"

Bai Zhi smiled and pointed at Du Fang.

"Then I should thank you!"

"The thirteen soul breakers among the Celestial Dragons are the highest gods revered by all the Celestial Dragons. They are also the things that the Nine Realms powerhouses in the world fear the most. If you encounter them in the future, try to stay away from them!"

Du Fang asked curiously:

"Are these soul breakers very powerful?"

"They... they are the dark rulers behind the Nine Divine Continents. Each of those thirteen beasts is a powerful warrior at the peak of the Ninth Realm. Not only in my Longyuan Sword Sect, but also in the top three of the seven major sword sects, there are many desperate sword cultivators who have fallen into their murderous hands."

“Is this person who is in desperate situation the great figure of the Immortal Three Slashing Dao?”

The old woman smiled and shook her head:

"No, they are the strong ones who are only one leap away from the ultimate realm after reaching the third level of the Immortal Realm, just like Mo Qingfeng, the strongest and most powerful person in the Taixuan Sword Sect!"