Those Who Defied the Old Covenant and Did Not Die

Although the Little White Tiger was very angry and wanted to hang the Ghost Monk up and beat him, it still ran back.

"Who are you trying to fool!" She now had a round face, big eyes, and full cheeks. Behind her, a white tiger appeared, roaring loudly, trying to emphasize her majestic appearance.

Unfortunately, her chubby appearance and girlish demeanor made it impossible for her to project an imposing presence. It was like a kitten looking in a mirror and thinking it was the tiger king—just a case of self-delusion.

"Everything I have said is true." Wukong had a kind face and a simple, honest appearance, dressed in a dusty gray monk's robe, like a monk who would not lie.

"So old, yet still acting like a child!" The Round-faced girl couldn't stand the Ghost Monk no matter what she said, wishing she could find a hundred thorns in his words.

Of course, she didn't forget her main purpose. Regardless of whether she believed it or not, she wanted to inquire further about the details and why the powerful figures who had come to her door together were looking for her.

"Don't mislead me. You know, this might involve the Demon Lord's parents. If she's unhappy, the consequences will be severe!" She threatened him here, a different kind of "tiger using fox's power."

In the immortal realm, many people know that the Demon Lord's parents are extremely powerful. Not to mention her father, her mother alone is extraordinary, being Twelve-tailed White Fox who has broken through the Heavenly Fox Bloodline.

However, this once-prosperous couple suddenly disappeared, and various rumors circulated, with many believing they had been murdered.

"That night, a bolt of lightning appeared with a terrifying roar, accompanied by a soft white light. My heart pounded, but I could only bite the bullet and answer every question."

"What form do they take?" The Round-faced girl perked up and asked carefully, asking questions such as whether there were people in the light, what they looked like, and what their mental fluctuations were like.

"I couldn't face it directly. The lightning was too intense, making my primordial spirit unstable. I couldn't see what was inside. The soft white light was ethereal and had a fairy-like quality, but it had no specific form. I felt that they didn't have physical bodies."

The Ghost Monk was actually very strong, close to the level of Quasi-Peerless, but when he faced those two orbs of light, his primordial spirit trembled, which must have been the strongest beings!

"Actually, that night, the world was abnormal; thunder roared like the sea, as if the cosmic galaxy was about to pour down and engulf the earth," the Ghost Monk further described, and offered some speculations.

"This humble monk believes that it resembles the resurgence of the most advanced biological beings, where the strongest awakens from slumber, causing a violent upheaval in the remaining Supernatural Rule of heaven and earth, which is extremely terrifying. I was only one step away from Quasi-Peerless being, but that night I was so shaken that my primordial spirit left my body and my physical body trembled."

His words left the Round-faced girl speechless. She hadn't heard such a commotion in a long time, and she estimated it was no weaker than that of the Demon Lord Yanyan.

"Where did it happen?" she asked further, her round face tightening and becoming extremely serious.

"It's near these mountains," the Ghost Monk replied.

The Round-faced girl asked suspiciously, "What a coincidence that I ran into you right after they revived. You don't seem special at all, you look old and dark-skinned. Could it be that you accidentally disturbed their slumber?"

"This humble monk is very dutiful," the Ghost Monk said, clasping his hands together.

"I've been separated from the Demon Lord for some time now. If those two important figures have truly been resurrected, I wonder if they've gone to see the Demon Lord!" the Little White Tiger muttered to itself.

Now, half a month ago, the Demon Lord went on a long journey, and Fang Yuzhu piloted a blood-stained spaceship into the depths of space. It is unknown when they will be able to return.

The Ghost Monk, "I think the world is about to descend into chaos. Even the strongest beings who were rumored to have died two or three thousand years ago are suspected of reappearing. What else is impossible? The last embers of the extinguished extraordinary fire are a final burst of light. The Demon Emperor and one or two Ancient Emperors who survived from ancient times may reappear, causing all sorts of trouble."

"You old ghost, your words are truly ominous! What do you mean 'dead'? You haven't gone far at all, you can only be considered Supreme Dao Couple on a journey through the mortal realm!"

In Ancheng, the clear sky was suddenly filled with rolling dark clouds, streaks of lightning flashed like silver waterfalls, followed by a torrential downpour that was quite frightening.

The entire world was filled with rain, as if a flash flood had erupted in the sky, and it was pitch black, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. Only when lightning flashed could you see the torrential rain hanging down.

"It's not raining, it's flowing into the river!"

In the Zh Xian Tea House, Huang Ming exclaimed in surprise that he was Weasel Spirit and was particularly wary of such a huge lightning bolt, with a fear that came from his blood and the depths of his bones.

Clearly, many extraordinary individuals realized that this storm of dark clouds and torrential rain was highly abnormal. Coupled with the massive lightning, it was as if someone was undergoing Peerless Heavenly Tribulation.

In this day and age, theoretically speaking, there is absolutely no way that a supreme powerhouse will be born in the present world.

"It shouldn't be a tribulation; it's most likely the work of a supreme being from the Immortal Realm. It's quite frightening. Who is performing this?"

"It is estimated that someone sent their disciples and followers across realms, and the large number of them made it extremely difficult to resist the Old Testament, resulting in this situation. It is said that all the major lineages will probably arrive one after another, and the delay can no longer be delayed."

People are talking about it.

Wang Xuan has been sitting here since noon, and it's almost evening now. Zhou Qinghuang, Gu Mingxi, Qi Liandao, Cao Qingyu, and others haven't left yet.

"Could it be that Female Sword Immortal? Not only does she want to break through the shackles and reach the peerless realm, but she also wants to overcome several obstacles. It is said that her immortal sword has been nurtured for five hundred years, waiting for the final moment of nirvana."

"It shouldn't be her. I've heard that she's entered Higher Mental World, either on the summit of Mount Buzhou or in Yaochi. It's impossible for her to be close to the mortal world."

Wang Xuan was surprised, knowing who they were talking about. It must be the Sword Immortal, who had been nurtured by a single sword for five hundred years. This was terrifying, as it had occupied more than half of her life.

She's really not that old; she's probably born after the Song Dynasty.

However, Wang Xuan was certain that this commotion had nothing to do with the Sword Immortal. She was not near the mortal realm, nor was she in places like Yaochi or Mount Buzhou, but rather in Higher Mental Plane — the Guanghan Palace.

Currently, only he knows the location; the Sword Immortal is indeed about to break through to the peerless realm.

Outside Ancheng, in the pitch-black world, a torrential downpour poured down, as if the Heavenly River. From within the dark clouds, a terrifying figure appeared; the curtain silently tore open—something was about to arrive!

The shadows were like monuments, and there were more than one terrifying figure. In the dark clouds and rain, the outlines of the figures were occasionally sketched out by lightning in the darkness, making them somewhat frightening.

Sizzle!

A creature came and rushed toward the earth, like Comet Impact the Old Earth, from being pitch black at first to finally emitting a dazzling light in the rain!

Finally, a creature crashed into the mountains outside Ancheng, piercing the ground and hurtling downwards with unstoppable force and incredible speed.

The blinding light dimmed slightly, but its speed remained unchanged as it continued downwards, hurtling towards the Earth's Core, its goal clear.

Finally, the creature emitted ripples similar to Supernatural Sonic Wave, probing and expanding deep into the earth before continuing its journey.

Much later, this creature cleared a path with terrifying weapons and charged forward with extraordinary supernatural powers, reaching the deepest part of the earth, almost to the Earth's Core.

Finally, it stopped, the light faded, and in the darkness, it was draped in a black cloak, covering its entire body.

This is a decaying world. Deep underground, near the Earth's Core's core, lies a hidden realm, a fragment of a "blessed land" of considerable origin.

Its scale was not small, covering a vast area. The Super Material was dry, the medicinal fields were depleted, and all the divine trees and spiritual herbs had died and rotted.

However, deep within these decaying Blessed Land Fragment, there lies a colossal palace, its doors tightly shut, occasionally emanating wisps of Death Qi.

"Fellow Daoists, are you still alive in this world? I have come to pay my respects." The Black Robe Man spoke, his voice hoarse, as if his throat was injured, and his tone was unpleasant, making it difficult to tell whether he was male, female, or even a beast.

It walked forward, passing through the withered fields of medicinal herbs and the dried-up Divine Lake, a desolate place devoid of life. It arrived at the giant palace, and from its Black Cloak emerged a Bamboo Staff, which it then used to knock on the palace gates.

Knock knock knock!

In the pitch-black depths of the earth, amidst the decaying Blessed Land Fragment, the sound traveled exceptionally far, breaking the silence of centuries and creating a chilling atmosphere.

Even in the Supernatural Realm and the immortal realm, few people know that in the Earth's Core of the Old Earth, there is such an ancient palace, where someone has kept the doors tightly shut and is lying in seclusion.

Amidst the relentless pounding, the giant palace's doors silently swung open, releasing a stench of decay. Behind the door lay a pile of dried, rotting corpses, their deaths gruesome.

"True immortals who forcibly remain in the mortal world, unwilling to abandon their physical bodies and enter the immortal realm, have ended up with such an end."

The hoarse voice of the Black Robe Man echoed underground. He naturally knew where this place was. Those who became immortals did not leave but continued to cultivate in the mortal world. They lingered for a long time, violating the old covenant, which caused the Five Decays of Heaven and Man Disease to afflict them and their bodies to be bound by the rules. Their end was very tragic.

However, some still choose to stay, fight against decay, persevere, and refuse to leave this world, their ending destined to be anything but beautiful.

The corpses on the ground speak for themselves; some were rotten, others were depleted of their Super Material. They were originally immortals, but were ultimately tormented to a tragic end.

However, the Black Robe Man knew that there might still be living beings in this giant palace, because back then, some extraordinary figures chose to stay and not enter the Immortal Realm.

To survive and break through to an unparalleled level is an incredible stroke of luck; otherwise, if one remained in this world for too long after becoming an immortal, one would have long since decayed and died.

"Well!"

Sure enough, deep within the giant palace, a sigh came from someone. There really was a living person, or more precisely, the peerless powerhouse who was still alive in the past!

The Black Robe Man was shaken. He wasn't very sure if there were any true immortals still alive here; he was just checking as promised.

Now, he was shocked. There were still people alive in the giant palace, which was quite frightening. The people here had an absurdly deep foundation in Dao!

He said, "Fellow Daoist, your cultivation is as profound as creation itself. You have resisted the Old Testament and survived to this day. It is truly unimaginable! If you were to endure until the Old Testament expires, would you Heavenly Snake Transformation into Dragon, let out a dragon's roar that shakes the heavens and earth, break through the mist, and truly be free from all constraints?"

In Ancheng, deep within the rain, a large, hairy hand slowly reaches out towards the earth!