Chapter 1049 - 956: Ten Even Greater Bizarre Entities
Nine “lunatics” eyed the various pieces of fatty meat on the table, their gazes nearly burning with desire.
If it weren’t for Ming Tianbei’s whip keeping them in check, they might have come to blows!
Second Elder, looking at everyone, couldn’t help but sigh and think, “These ‘lunatics’ really do lead a miserable life. They act like they’ve never eaten meat before…”
In reality, the villagers had long grown tired of pork.
He ladled a spoonful of softshell turtle soup for himself and savored it.
It had been many years since he had tasted this, but although the meat quality was not great, Little Li’s culinary skills were good, and the soup he made was quite decent.
After finishing the soup, he couldn’t help but speak up, looking at the many “lunatics” and said, “No need to rush; there’s plenty of meat today!”
In fact, without his words, the group of lunatics soon stopped.
Because they discovered—they actually couldn’t stomach this pork.
The energy and Source Qi contained within the pork were truly terrifying; even though they stood at the level of ancestors, they found it somewhat overwhelming.
Moreover, as they ate the pork, they all immediately entered a state of breakthrough.
Boom!
Martial Ancestor Luo Xingchen’s Path-Scenic Land thundered, the road of Martial Path laws suddenly expanded countless times, moving deeper into the Path-Scenic Land’s depths.
His Three Souls and Seven Spirits followed that Martial Path that reached the heavens.
Very soon, he saw a figure enshrouded in the light of the Martial Path, exuding a shocking presence.
“Not right!”
But Luo Xingchen was instantly alarmed because the Martial Path immortal he saw was Long Zi Xuan…
How could that be possible?
Long Zi Xuan’s previous life hadn’t even traversed the Four Realms of Perception…
And only those who had charged forward unfalteringly on the Chaos Dao, who had reached the heavens through the Martial Path, could possibly have their immortal shadow reflected in the Martial Path’s Path-Scenic Land!
He then saw the Martial Saint, the Martial God…
Without a doubt, they were all the same person.
Long Zi Xuan!
Not just Luo Xingchen.
At this moment, the others also underwent the Four Sights, witnessing similar scenes.
Qingcheng, in her Path-Scenic Land, experienced divine music thundering, guiding her to delve deeper into her own Sound Dao. She saw a woman playing the zither amidst the river of time, probing the forbidden celestial light.
That was not the lower levels of the Immortal Path but the forbidden celestial light!
Around her, musical notes transformed into immortal cranes, into colorful butterflies, swirling around her.
“Zither Honor… Nan Feng…”
Qingcheng couldn’t help but whisper, somewhat dazed!
Afterward, she even saw the True Saint of Zither Dao, still Nan Feng, her melodies turned into the moon, into the sun, into the clear sounds between heaven and earth, as if to illuminate the darkness.
In the last scene, she saw the God of the Sound Dao, at the deepest part, where an ocean spread out with wails everywhere, and the zither played the dying breath of life, with Nan Feng’s silhouette fading into the distance…
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Yin Xu’an, within his own Path-Scenic Land, rode his sword as he flew, feeling utterly exhilarated.
“Without me, Yin Xu’an, the Sword Dao would be forever like a long night… Hahaha… I am the honor of the Sword Dao!”
He sang joyfully as he proceeded, but the next moment, he nearly stumbled over, almost falling off the sword formed from rules.
Because he saw that within the flow of time, there was a forbidden Sword Immortal, a sword coming from the west, cleaving down towards him.
“Damn… Dugu Yuqing, Sword Venerable?!”
Yin Xu’an was immediately shocked; at the same time, that slash from the Sword Immortal’s shadow made him feel a surge of horror, and he hurriedly said,
“Let’s talk it out, can we? I’ll admit you are second in the Sword Dao, alright?”
Yin Xu’an always spoke from the heart!
But that sword light passed in front of him without truly falling upon him.
After all, what was reflected on the Sword Path of the Path-Scenic Land were just the scenes of countless years past, left behind by the strongest Sword Path practitioner of the past, the Sword Dao Supreme Immortal.
“How strange, isn’t that kid just an Ascendant? How could his Sword Immortal shadow be left on the Sword Dao path? Is there a temporal distortion?”
Yin Xu’an was puzzled.
Afterward, he became much more low-key, quietly moving past the Sword Dao Saint, the Sword God, also Dugu Yuqing, without daring to disturb.
Demon Ancestor, within his Path-Scenic Land, saw a little girl’s silhouette.
The girl seemed to be chasing after something, stepping out on a forbidden Immortal-Demon Path beneath her feet, moving further away from the river of time, as if in endless pursuit without ever looking back, leaving only shallow footprints along the Demon Path…
“No wonder… No wonder she’s smarter than me; was the scholarly prodigy always this formidable?”
Demon Ancestor murmured to himself.
Only now did he realize that the gap between him and Xinning was not just about having a good teacher; moreover, it seemed that Xinning’s starting point was unimaginable…
Even the new Buddha Ancestor, Grass Ancestor, and Chess Ancestor, at this moment, were breaking through!
Yin Xu’an and others had told them that they just needed to open the Path-Scenic Land to easily erase the ghosts within, so their challenge of facing the ghosts was incredibly smooth.
“I never thought… those ghostly beings that once stalled us from taking a step further… in front of this small village, seem as fragile as mist…”
Buddha Ancestor felt a deep sense of contemplation, as he sang Buddhist hymns and advanced within his Path-Scenic Land.
Soon, he saw a monk in the river of time heartily eating meat.
Underneath the monk’s feet was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, staining his robes red. Yet, he was nonchalantly elegant, planting a Bodhi Tree atop the flesh and blood of his enemies, before sitting down beneath it. Effortlessly, he tore flesh from the endless horrific bodies and chewed it with large bites.
The monk, clearly engaging in an extremely bloody act, was nevertheless radiating immortal brilliance, making one want to worship him.
“Is this the immortal shadow left by Qing Chen?”
Buddha Ancestor was shocked.
“Past causes and effects are mysteriously predestined… I seem to have understood, originally…”
“Originally, eating meat heartily… is how one stands at the highest level of the Brahman Path…”
His consciousness continued to advance in the Path-Scenic Land, but the body in the small village didn’t forget to eat fatty meat, with oil dripping from his mouth.
Soon, he met Qing Chen of the forbidden Saint Path.
Buddha’s light shone brightly, transcending to the other shore, with endless Brahman Pure Land covering innumerable spirits.
But the monk of the Divine Path suddenly transformed. He found himself in extinction; boundless Buddha lands were erased, the Brahman Pure Land was covered with dark paths, heavy with ghostly shades, and the monk furrowed his brows tightly.
“Why do I feel… behind Qing Chen, there’s a terrifying ghost story?”
Buddha Ancestor murmured.
Chess Ancestor Qi Shuangming followed the path of chess, soon sighting two figures.
They were two silhouettes from the annals of time, side by side as forbidden chess immortals. One of them had two distinctly different eyes, one black, one white, mixed with the divine and demonic, embodying both good and evil.
The other had a melancholic air, seemingly always carrying a sorrowful and sentimental look between his brows.
They were playing chess.
“Chess Honored?!”
Qi Shuangming recognized the man with the melancholic temperament.
And the other?
Who was he?
Following that, he crossed the light of the Immortal Path and saw the shadow of the Saint Path.
This time, the man with one black and one white eye had vanished, leaving only the melancholic man walking alone.
“Did the being with the black and white eyes choose a different path later on? No longer purely following the path of chess?”
Qi Shuangming muttered to himself; he felt the man previously playing chess with Chess Honored was extremely powerful and should be able to reach the high levels of the chess path.
There was only one possibility; he chose a different path.
And on the path of chess, only Jiang Li walked alone.
Afterward, he saw the deity of the path of chess.
Again, it was Jiang Li, but this time, Qi Shuangming was greatly startled and extremely afraid.
For Jiang Li’s body was riddled with bloodlines, as if entangled by something bizarre, yet his chess paths pierced through pitch darkness!
“What has happened…”
Chess Ancestor Qi Shuangming felt a wave of terror.
Grass Ancestor walked through the lush grassland.
He saw a man stepping on a green path, in his hand a palace emitting a green light that he had refined into the shape of a hat.
When the man saw Grass Ancestor, he picked up the hat as if to place it on Grass Ancestor.
“For real?!”
Grass Ancestor quickly moved past, and that was a quick one.
But turning his head, he realized it was just a phantom from years past.
“Bad taste!”
Grass Ancestor couldn’t help but complain.
He had understood that the man who left this immortal shadow had foreseen his appearance in the future Path-Scenic Lands of all who came after him, so he deliberately made the motion of picking up the hat to place on the heads of those who would follow.
Too damaging!
In this way, doesn’t every slightly accomplished grass path expert have to be “crowned” by him once?
That was too much.
“But, how does this guy look exactly like Qing Zun Lu Rang?”
Grass Ancestor was puzzled.
Then, he saw the sacred image.
Still, the man, but this time only a back view, unknowing of what he faced, his green palace cracked.
Eventually, Grass Ancestor saw the third divine image: a bizarrely captivating grass sprouting from darkness!
“Strange… quite strange…”
Grass Ancestor felt somewhat uneasy, and he withdrew from the Path-Scenic Land.
Opening his eyes, he instinctively looked at the others and asked,
“In your Four Sights, what did you see?”
The others, now with serious expressions, nodded gravely.
Immediately after, their gazes, almost reflexively, turned towards another table.
At that table, Li Fan was enjoying food and drinks with a group of disciples, unaware of their attention, in high spirits.
Only the Big Black Dog at the side of the table suddenly looked over, its eyes carrying a chilling threat, and it let out a low growl, as if issuing a grave warning!
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