False Cultivation

Danu faced a great calamity. By the Soaring Dragon Decree, those with divine powers from every sect carried dragon qi up to White Jade Capital to strike back against the Evil Spectres and Celestial Demons.

Zhengde Temple, Zhongyin Temple, the Luo Sect, the Mohist School, the Aojing Sect, the Military Strategists, and sects Li Huowang did not recognize flew toward the Jade Gate, wreathed in dragon qi.

For mortals to become embroiled in a dispute between Simings was likely a nine-deaths-to-one-survival affair. Yet no one balked. Instead, every sect brought out the old masters they kept hidden at the bottom of the chest.

If Danu had not gone mad, those powerful figures could long since have ascended in the ordinary mortal world, becoming immortals or Buddhas.

"Aojing Endures for Generations. May affliction endure forever. Take a Great Thousand Record. If you run into something worse than death, it may come in handy." The Wojing Sect's grand elder tried to distribute Great Thousand Records to everyone else, handing them out like flyers.

Li Huowang glanced at one, shook his head, then looked toward the sky.

Against the star-studded black sky, Li Huowang saw familiar things: deformed, terrifying Monsters he could not quite describe.

There was the eyeless Flesh Bodhisattva with pink tentacles, gray-red slimy, misshapen worms, the God of Joy, and those Celestial Immortals.

He had seen them all before, when Danyangzi ascended. But as he drew closer to the colorless Jade Tablet Door amid the Chaos, everything around him began to look increasingly "normal."

Pure-white cranes soared freely through Heaven Beyond Heaven. The Nine-Colored Deer stepped out on a rainbow, while the White Tiger slept soundly among the clouds, its snores booming like thunder. Farther away, creatures that resembled dragons but were not dragons flickered in and out of sight.