Myriad Forms Nether Mountain, Ghost Emperor's Mausoleum (Part One)

The mortal realm, Jinhua Mountain.

Today was the spring of the 87,515th year of the Yu Calendar, the day a new batch of cultivators entered Jinhua Mountain to cultivate the Dao.

At this moment, on the mountainside plaza above Jinhua Mountain's Golden-Scaled Cloud Sea, quite a few newly initiated cultivators sat gathered beneath an ancient pine, listening to the Daoist beneath it discourse on heaven and earth.

He was a disciple of Jinhua Mountain's inner court.

The Daoist had his hair coiled into a Primordial Unity bun without a Daoist crown, reclining against the stone platform beneath the pine as he spoke in a clear voice. "You all know that our Mountain Sea Realm is in an age of Dharma Decline, where immortals and gods do not reveal themselves, while ghosts and gods flourish."

"The world says that ghosts and gods have sheltered the Mountain Sea Realm for a hundred thousand years, yet they do not know that the calamities of the Netherworld have plagued the Mountain Sea Realm without end for those same hundred thousand years."

"Whether it was the ghost gates opening wide and a hundred ghosts roaming by night, the Mud Flood Dragon traveling as a dragon and bringing disaster upon a region, or the Yellow Springs stirring and epidemics breaking out time and again, all were the deeds of ghosts and gods, intended to fool the common people and harvest incense offerings."

"The True Lord came from the Heaven Beyond Heaven. Unable to bear the suffering of the mortal realm, he slew the Mud Flood Dragon at Jinhua and established Xuanqing Temple."

"Later, the Yellow Springs stirred, and the Evil Dragon emerged from the Netherworld, breaking Jinhua Mountain and ravaging millions of li. The True Lord slew the Evil Dragon to save the world, and its