A Different World
"This should be fine, right?"
Hualingzi was already two or three thousand miles away from the Azure Cloud Sect, so he could draw talismans in this place.
"No!" Zhang Yang shook his head solemnly, "Leave the Azure Cloud Continent!"
Is this Ghost Talisman, or even Yellow Springs Wayfinding Talisman? Who knows what might appear?
If it appears on your own turf, you'll be the one who suffers.
That's why he brought two Demon Lord protectors with him, hoping to go further afield and draw talismans.
Gudoer and Gu Yan were curious; what were these two up to, sneaking around with them?
Afterwards, the two humans and two demons traveled south, leaving the Azure Cloud Continent by seven or eight thousand miles.
As the Prodigy Battlefield drew ever closer, Zhang Yang had an idea and decided to head straight Prodigy Battlefield.
With two Demon Lord protecting me, my safety on this trip shouldn't be a problem.
However, they ultimately did not approach the Prodigy Battlefield.
Zhang Yang pointed to the enormous floating continent in the distance and said to Gudoer and Gu Yan, "This is the Creation Spirit Pool you have been searching for... You cannot approach it now. I hope you can exercise restraint!"
The area around the Creation Spirit Pool has already been protected by restrictions set up by the strongest figures in the world back then. Even if you get close, it won't do you any good; on the contrary, it might arouse the suspicion of other sects."
Three thousand years ago, the founder of the Azure Cloud Sect also dabbled in this restriction.
These restrictions were set up by the ten strongest people in the world working together, and their power is extremely strong.
Upon seeing the Creation Spirit Pool, Gu Yan couldn't help but become excited.
On the contrary, Gudoer was much calmer.
He gazed silently at the Creation Spirit Pool for a long time before slowly saying, "The restriction is indeed powerful; we can't open it at all right now!"
Perhaps, by pooling everyone's efforts, we should be able to open it.
"Of course, if everyone had their own Demonic Weapon, they could definitely open it."
"Let's talk about it after the time I promised you has arrived!" Zhang Yang replied.
He also made no promise that he would definitely give everyone the Demonic Weapon.
"Alright, you two have now seen the Creation Spirit Pool. Please be careful and on guard. We're going to try drawing Talisman," Zhang Yang reminded Gudoer and Gu Yan.
Hualingzi is already eager to try.
Gudoer advised, "It's best to stay a little further away from the Creation Spirit Pool."
A Dao Integration Realm cultivator drawing a talisman has a power equivalent to at least one strike from that Dao Integration Realm.
Now, facing the restrictions of the Prodigy Battlefield, it's highly likely to alert other sects.
After thinking it over, Zhang Yang decided to retreat a thousand miles.
In fact, he felt that the Ghost Talisman might not necessarily affect the Laws of Heaven and Earth, and might not trigger the restrictions of the Prodigy Battlefield.
"Uncle-Master, you may begin," Zhang Yang reminded Hualingzi with a serious expression.
Hualingzi's expression turned serious. She looked at Zhang Yang, then at the two Demon Lords: "Shall I begin?"
Zhang Yang decisively stood between the two Demon Lords, fearing any unexpected events, and signaled Hualingzi to begin.
Hualingzi took out Dragon-Pointing Brush, which was more powerful than his original Spirit Brush.
He wielded the Dragon-Pointing Brush, the strokes flowing like dragons and snakes, a single stroke spanning heaven and earth.
Then, everyone seemed to see a thick ink mark appear between heaven and earth.
The huge ink stain lingered for a long time.
Zhang Yang was stunned.
Hualingzi was stunned.
What's going on?
Didn't you draw a talisman? Why are there ink marks now?
On the contrary, Gudoer and Gu Yan were on high alert, and shouted in a deep voice, "Be careful!"
Startled by the Demon Lord's warning, Hualingzi immediately retreated.
Then, everyone saw the ink mark slowly spreading.
After the ink spread, Zhang Yang and Hualingzi finally saw it clearly.
Where is the ink stain?
What appeared before them was an Abyss, pitch-black abyss-like rift.
Gudoer glanced at Zhang Yang and asked seriously, "What kind of talisman did you draw to open the Ghost Gate?"
"What?" Zhang Yang and Hualingzi exclaimed in surprise.
Is the purpose of the Yellow Springs Wayfinding Talisman to open the Ghost Gate?
"Senior, is there a problem?" Zhang Yang asked hurriedly.
Gudoer spoke in a low voice, quickly saying, "Celestial, Demon, Monster and Ghost —everyone is very secretive about the ghosts among them. Because they are rarely seen, and no one knows their whereabouts."
It is said that they have a Ghost Realm, just like your Immortal Cultivation Realm, which is the destination of the dead.
Only the dead can see this world.
Now you've opened the Ghost Gate... I have no idea what will happen!
Even Gudoer, who never showed his emotions, was somewhat speechless.
If he had known earlier that these two were there to open the Ghost Gate, he would have chosen someone else to accompany them.
Besides, aren't these two incredibly audacious?
The Ghost Realm is rumored to be the residence and authority of the Ghost Sovereign Realm!
Two living people opened the Ghost Gate out of thin air, which is tantamount to offending the authority of the Ghost Sovereign Realm. Who knows what kind of disaster this will cause?
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh--"
The group heard a faint sound of flowing water, and then they saw a yellow river emerging from the dark Abyss fissure.
However, this yellow river does not flow on the land, but drifts aimlessly everywhere, spreading haphazardly between heaven and earth.
"The Yellow Springs!"
Gudoer and Gu Yan instantly retreated with Zhang Yang, keeping a safe distance from the yellow river.
"This Yellow Springs is the manifestation of the Laws of Death of the Ghost Realm... Why aren't you closing the Ghost Gate? What are you waiting for? If you continue to wait, your Immortal Cultivation Realm might be corrupted by the Ghost Realm!"
However, both Zhang Yang and Hualingzi were completely bewildered.
They have absolutely no idea how to close the Ghost Gate!
"You need to think of something quickly!" Hualingzi hurriedly said to Zhang Yang.
Because all three Talisman Zhang Yang to him by Zhang Yang, he had no way to change them.
Perhaps only by Zhang Yang can a solution be found.
Zhang Yang swallowed hard. He hurriedly recalled the Ghost Hall's legacy, trying to find a way to close the Ghost Gate.
Just then, countless shadowy soldiers appeared, following the path to the Yellow Springs.
These countless soldiers, who neither saw Zhang Yang nor his group, nor could they be touched, moved indistinctly between heaven and earth.
"Yin Soldiers!"
Gudoer was utterly speechless.
Well, the Ghost Gate have opened, the Yellow Springs has appeared, Yin Soldiers are passing through; the disaster is getting worse!
Hualingzi was dumbfounded; he held the Dragon-Pointing Brush, completely at a loss.
How could he have known that simply drawing a talisman would cause so many problems?
"Or, I could draw it backwards..." Hualingzi asked hurriedly, "If I draw it backwards, will it turn off?"
"Give it to me!" Zhang Yang suddenly appeared next to Hualingzi and took the Dragon-Pointing Brush.
He took the Dragon-Pointing Brush and smeared it across the Abyss fissure.
Because he couldn't find a way to close the Ghost Gate even within the Ghost Hall's legacy.
However, he thought that since his mother had drawn the Talisman, wouldn't it be fine to just cross it out?
He definitely wouldn't have dared to do that under any other circumstances.
However, he absorbed countless amounts of ghostly energy within the Ghost Hall, obtained its Ghost Hall, and may even have gained immense fortune from the Ghost Clan Fortune...
In other words, there is a high chance that he will not be harmed by the Yellow Springs and the Yin Soldiers.
When Zhang Yang wielded the Dragon-Pointing Brush, the Nascent Soul within his Purple Mansion also began to wave its tiny hand.
As the Dragon-Pointing Brush swept across the sky, the "ink mark" between heaven and earth was gradually erased and wiped away, and the Abyss rift gradually disappeared.
This scene left Hualingzi, Gudoer, and Gu Yan dumbfounded.
How did the Ghost Gate close?
What's going on?
A perfectly good Ghost Gate, right under their noses, was shut down?
Or should we use this method?
As the Ghost Gate gradually closed, Zhang Yang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, a beam of green light shot into Zhang Yang's body from where the Ghost Gate had disappeared.