The Dragon Gate's Final Chapter, the Luo River Diagram Appears

The Daoist's gaze pierced through layers of Void, landing deep within Void.

Before the tomb deep in the Void, the figure was slender and solitary, seemingly merging with the ancient tomb, exuding an indescribable sense of remoteness.

Um?

A hint of surprise flashed across the Daoist's eyes.

Is this woman from the Incense-Smelling Cult communicating with the tomb?

At the same time, Yu Tunzhou was greatly shocked, surprised that the person pointed out to him by the remnant soul of the Ancestral Dragon was Zhang Buyu of Floating Hill Mountain.

Floating Hill Mountain is a branch of the Daoist lineage of the Human Emperor and one of the ancestral temples of Daoism in modern times. It has always been known for its integrity, orderliness, and non-contention with the world.

And Zhang Buyu...

He was one of Zhang Buyu's former rivals in Luofu Grotto-Heaven. The two had interacted for a period of time, and it is said that Zhang Buyu later also established his Immortal Foundation.

Why him?

As Yu Tunzhou pondered, Zhang Buyu's questioning of his own actions suggested a problem with Floating Hill Mountain.

He suddenly thought of Deng Canglan.

This fellow had been traveling with the two men from Floating Hill Mountain not long ago.

Before entering the Dragon Gate, Deng Canglan killed the top ten members of the Dragon and Tiger Ranking from Floating Hill Mountain. For some unknown reason, after entering the Dragon Gate, he hid his identity and mingled with Jin Buxi and Zhang Buyu from Floating Hill Mountain.

When Yu Tunzhou looked over, he realized that Deng Canglan had disappeared.

At this moment, he sensed that the repulsive force between heaven and earth was slowly tightening, and there was very little time left.

"Senior Brother Xuandu." A familiar voice rang in my ears.

Yu Tunzhou nodded and, without any hesitation, asked directly, "Junior Brother, when will all the Immortals and Gods finally return?"

"It will take at least several decades. Taking into account the possible earthquakes and cataclysmic events, this timeframe might be shortened."

Yu Tunzhou understood and asked again, "Uncle Yuanshi, are you well now?"

The Daoist priest was silent for a moment, then said solemnly, "The Three Pure Ones disappeared... before the collapse of the Heavenly Court. And according to the information Master revealed before his disappearance, they currently... only exist in the past."

Yu Tunzhou was puzzled. What did it mean to exist only in the past?

He wanted to ask more, but learned from the remnant soul of the Ancestral Dragon that the Dragon Gate was about to close. He had no choice but to quickly reveal the truth about the mastermind behind the Dragon-Phoenix War of yesteryear, hoping to find out the mastermind's attitude.

Unexpectedly, according to Guangchengzi, at the end of the Dragon-Phoenix Great Tribulation, Celestial Venerable Yuanshi sensed that an unknown entity was stirring up the situation and instigating the clans to fight each the Unseen, but he could not find any trace of it even after searching all the heavens.

Furthermore, it seems that behind the collapse of the Heavenly Court, someone was also forming alliances and maneuvering behind the scenes, which led to a great war among Heavenly Immortal. They settled old and new grudges together, ultimately causing the eternal catastrophe of the destruction of the Heavenly Court and the break in the lineage of the Dao.

"Now this person in the shadows has reappeared at Dragon Gate. He has been lying dormant for countless ages and has never shown himself. His emergence this time must be to stir up a new round of great calamity for heaven and earth." The Daoist looked up into the depths of Dragon Gate, in the direction where "Feng Yanleng" disappeared.

He said meaningfully, "Perhaps this person's appearance here is also for this person."

The two exchanged a few words in their last moments, and Guangchengzi revealed the coordinates of His Outer Dao.

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure began to become transparent, like smoke and mist, and disappeared into the world.

The woman in the Daoist robe wanted to say something, but she was also directly escorted out of the Dragon Gate.

At the same time, a tremendous force of repulsion surged from all directions, enveloping the Yu Tunzhou's body.

Heaven and earth spun, Void flowed backward.

Yu Tunzhou felt a blur before his eyes, all the scenery was stretched into a blur of light, and he seemed to hear the distant roar of a dragon, which then quickly faded away.

I don't know how much time passed, maybe it was just a moment.

My feet suddenly felt heavy.

He stepped onto solid ground.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw carved beams and painted rafters all around me, coral pillars and pearl lamps. The relatively familiar scenery came into view. This was the South Sea Dragon Palace!

"Yu Tunzhou!"

He looked in the direction of the sound and found it was Ao Xiyu.

They're all back...

Yu Tunzhou's gaze swept across the field, and he suddenly spotted Zhang Buyu's figure.

This guy didn't enter through the Dragon Gate from the South Sea Dragon Palace, yet he still appeared here. Clearly, it was the remnant soul of the Ancestral Dragon who did this on purpose.

Miedu stood atop a reef, his monk's robes fluttering in the sea breeze.

He stared at the man who had been brought out by the Future Buddha with a strange expression.

Deng Canglan.

This child is the Demon Child of the Heavenly Demon Dao, a personal disciple of the unfathomable sect master of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Such a person, if placed in any orthodox sect, would be a prime target for eradication.

But why would the Future Buddha entrust him with such an important task?

Even the Little Thunderclap Temple would have to cooperate with his actions?

This guy in front of me... no matter how you look at him, he doesn't seem like someone who should have any dealings with Buddhist School.

Deng Canglan, standing to the side, gazed at the gradually subsiding strange phenomenon at Dragon Gate, his expression distant and filled with emotion, and sighed softly:

"Today, I have finally witnessed the true face of the Future Buddha and heard the supreme sound of Zen, fulfilling a long-cherished dream from my youth."

Miedu asked, "As a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, bearing the legacy of the demonic path, why do you still harbor attachments to my Buddhist School?"

Deng Canglan gazed at the distant horizon where the sea met the sky, his tone growing increasingly distant:

"To be honest, Master, I was a refugee when I was young. My parents died early, and I wandered from place to place, never knowing if I would live a life of constant uncertainty."

"On my deathbed, a wandering monk offered me a helping hand, providing me with food and clothing and guiding my mind, which allowed me to survive. Otherwise, I fear I would have long since perished and become a skeleton by the roadside."

"Therefore, although Mr. Deng has lived elsewhere all these years, he has always cherished a longing and yearning for Buddhist School."

Miedu's expression grew increasingly strange as he continued to press, "Since your Buddhist School, why did you ultimately join the Heavenly Demon Sect and become a Outer Dao demonic disciple?"

Deng Canglan shook his head and sighed, his tone tinged with helplessness. "How could I, Deng, decide whether I would join the Heavenly Demon Sect? It was my master who forcibly chose me as his disciple and brought me into the demonic sect. Not to mention then, even now, I have no right to choose."

The twitching of Miedu face suggests that this person, though physically in a demonic abyss, has his heart turned to the true Buddha?

This is really...

"It seems that Benefactor Deng has not had a good time these past few years," Miedu said calmly, his tone ambiguous. "After leaving the Dragon Gate, where does Benefactor Deng plan to go?"

Deng Canglan clasped his hands together again, lowered his eyes, and uttered a Buddhist chant:

"Amitabha."

His movements were fluid and natural, as if he had done them a thousand times. His chanting was clear and resonant, with a long and steady breath. Combined with his solemn expression, he really did look like a devout Buddhist.

He said solemnly, "The Future Buddha has instructed me to meet with that Future Buddha's disciple."

"That one is still in Luofu Grotto-Heaven." Miedu's expression turned solemn. "If you want to go in, I'm afraid neither the Vajra Chan Temple nor even the Shaolin Temple will allow it!"

Deng Canglan said sincerely, "We are just about to ask Dharma Master Miedu for help."

In the Northern Dark Sea, the black waters surge and roar.

This battlefield, which had been silent for months, has recently become tense again, with the two armies lined up facing each other, Sha Qi filling the sea and sky, indicating that a major battle is imminent.

The Cosmic Heaven Grand Array spans thousands of miles of sea, its strict order firmly guarding the Northern Dark Sea territory.

A figure in a green robe stood at the center of the formation, his demeanor calm and his Daoist aura profound. He was none other than Jiang Wenxuan, who had been entrusted by Lu Huaiqing on his deathbed to take charge of the Northern Dark Sea Cosmic Heaven Grand Array.

Void ripple appeared in the void, and a carefree and unrestrained Daoist Fuyao Chen Fuyou, who had been in seclusion.

Jiang Wenxuan turned his head and asked, "Has your cultivation level stabilized after a month of seclusion?"

This person possesses the Dragon-Swallowing Secret Technique of the Heavenly Peng Daoist Temple, which allows them to devour the flesh and blood, and Primordial Spirit of Dragon Race, thereby enhancing their own cultivation.

This seclusion is to use the Dragon-Swallowing Secret Technique to refine the Dharma Aspect True Dragon that recently died in the Northern Sea, and completely remove the title of "half-step two-year-old".

Chen Fuyou nodded with a smile. The mere flow of his aura carried the supreme power of Heavenly Peng spreading its wings and swallowing a dragon and devouring the sea, which was extremely terrifying.

The two men stood side by side, gazing at the two opposing armies, and discussed the current situation in the Northern Dark Sea.

Chen Fuyou narrowed his eyes slightly, gazing at the faint outline of the enemy camp to the north. "Simply defending is not a long-term solution. Rather than waiting here for them to attack, I should... charge ahead first."

Jiang Wenxuan raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Rest assured, my Dharma Aspect is now complete," Chen Fuyou said with a faint smile. "Given the speed of the Heavenly Peng Dharma Form, there are only a handful of people in the world who can catch up with me. There's no need to worry about me being blocked by powerful figures from overseas. I also don't have the bad habit of fighting to the death."

Upon Jiang Wenxuan chuckled in disbelief.

He was quite familiar with this man's style.

In the current Dharma Aspect Realm, anyone could perish in a great battle, but the one before me would never risk his life in a desperate fight.

He would value his life more than anyone else until he achieved what he desired.

At that moment, the two of them simultaneously looked up and gazed at the Northern Sea.

The illusory image of the Dragon Gate, which had been suspended in mid-air for half a year, was slowly collapsing and fading, seemingly showing signs of closing.

Has the epic Dragon Gate Contest finally come to a close?

Chen Fuyou withdrew his gaze and suddenly asked, "What are Northern Dark Sea's plans for dealing with the Great Yan Dynasty?"

Jiang Wenxuan remained silent for a long time, gazing at the horizon in the direction of the Central Plains, before slowly speaking, "It is now the third year of the Tianshun, Huaiqing's prediction from back then has come true with almost perfect accuracy."

Since the beginning of the year, the Great Yan Imperial Family has been plagued by constant turmoil. According to secret investigations by the Aristocratic Clan families, most of the princes appointed by the court last year were secretly colluding with the Six Paths of Evil and Demons.

Although it is unclear whether someone deliberately framed him, the storm has already begun, the foundation of the Great Yan court is crumbling, and the attitudes of the major Aristocratic Clan are clear.

Clearly, the powerful Aristocratic Clan and sects of the world were dissatisfied with the Ji Clan continuing to sit in that position.

"Once I invade overseas, I will surely draw a large number of overseas troops back to defend, which will greatly relieve the pressure on the Northern Dark Sea front." Chen Fuyou's eyes gleamed. "At that time, Northern Dark Sea will be able to free up its resources and formally intervene in the situation in the Central Plains."

Jiang Wenxuan shook his head and warned, "If we get involved in the Central Plains, the first family we'll have to face is the Northern Plains Xie Household."

"Although the Xie Household currently lacks a contemporary Dharma Aspect to oversee it, it has a long history and unfathomable foundation, traceable back to High Antiquity times, and is known as a descendant of Gods and Devils."

"The fact that every few generations of their clan produce Seven-Orifice Exquisite Heart is the best proof of this."

Jiang Wenxuan was born into the Luo River Jiang Household and had a deep understanding of the powerful Aristocratic Clan in the world, including the Northern Plains Xie Household.

In fact, many aristocratic families, including the Jiang Household, suspected that the Xie Household had a powerful figure behind them.

The direct reason for the suspicion was the Xie Household's Seven-Orifice Exquisite Heart.

For over a thousand years, the direct line of the Xie Household has never prohibited intermarriage among its members; in fact, they have used this to establish their initial network of relationships.

Meanwhile, various prominent Aristocratic Clan were vying to form marriage alliances with the Xie Household, hoping to "plunder" the bloodline of the Seven-Orifice Exquisite Heart.

But so far, there has been no record of a person with Seven-Orifice Exquisite Heart appearing in other aristocratic families.

Jiang Wenxuan recalled several secrets he had learned while in the clan, and he shook his head:

"Furthermore, they have a very deep and close relationship with ancestral Daoist Daoist School such as Floating Hill Mountain."

"To take action against the Xie Household would come at a great cost, and is not a wise move."

Chen Fuyou, however, smiled enigmatically and said, "You may not wish to be enemies with the Xie Household, but can the Xie Household truly trust you?"

"Even I, a humble Daoist, have long heard of the Xie Household's ambition to replace the Ji Clan family. Over the years, they have cultivated good relations with various Daoist School ancestral temples and sent their Seven-Orifice Exquisite Heart disciples to Evergreen Mountain, a place with which they have a relatively distant relationship, to cultivate Daoism. What they seek is, of course, the future support of the Daoist ancestral Daoist School."

He analyzed step by step, and succinctly revealed the key point:

"And if the Xie Household raises an army, how will the Northern Dark Sea Faction position itself?"

"Would the Xie Household really trust the Northern Dark Sea Faction, such a behemoth, to be eyeing their homeland like a hawk?"

"If Northern Dark Sea and the Ji Clan join forces, they can attack from two sides, Xie Household will be in dire straits in no time, becoming fish on a chopping block."

"Under these circumstances, if the Xie Household truly intends to raise an army, the first thing they must ensure is that the Northern Dark Sea Faction has no spare capacity to interfere with them, for example... by colluding with overseas Demon Race."

Chen Fuyou looked towards the overseas direction and said meaningfully, "The fighting had stopped, but now it has suddenly started again. It's possible that someone is stirring things up behind the scenes."

"In my opinion, it would be better if the two of us joined forces and caught the Xie Household off guard. In this chaotic world, such empty titles as morality are truly not worth mentioning."

"Absolutely not." Jiang Wenxuan refused decisively, his tone firm. "The Cosmic Heaven Grand Array cannot be left unguarded. If a flaw occurs, it will be a fatal crisis leading to the destruction of the Northern Dark Sea. We cannot afford to gamble with that."

Chen Fuyou smiled and said no more. He then asked when he planned to bring his Junior Brother Yu to the Northern Dark Sea.

Jiang Wenxuan sighed softly, indicating that Huaiqing was unwilling to drag Yu Tunzhou into the quagmire of the Northern Dark Sea.

Furthermore, Yu Tunzhou level is too low. Even if he gains something in Dragon Gate, he will at most Divine Ability Realm. To interfere in their battle, one would need to be at least a Earth Ranking expert.

Chen Fuyou didn't take it seriously. "My Junior Brother Yu, as long as he can forge the Dao Sprout Immortal Embryo, can be regarded as External Scenery. Once he forges his Inner Heaven and Earth, with his Divine Ability abilities, entering the Earth Ranking won't be a problem."

As the two were talking, a guard hurried over, bowed, and reported that Elder Jiang Nianyin of the Jiang Household family had come to visit again.

Chen Fuyou said with a playful tone, "The Jiang Household really won't give up."

Jiang Wenxuan remained calm and composed, without the slightest ripple of emotion. He raised his hand and waved it aside, saying indifferently, "Leave. Inform that person that I have no time to receive guests."

The guards responded and withdrew.

Jiang Wenxuan said self-deprecatingly, "It's normal for them not to give up. The Northern Dark Sea Faction has now gained momentum. How could the Jiang Household let go of such a large piece of meat? Naturally, they will do everything in their power to try and control Northern Dark Sea through my hands."

"It's good that you know what's going on," Chen Fuyou said calmly, his hands behind his back. "Such a great foundation is better left to my Junior Brother Yu, whom I've never even met."

Suddenly.

The two of them suddenly looked up and gazed eastward.

A vast and terrifying aura emanated from the east.

"Above the Dharma Aspect?" Jiang Wenxuan in a deep voice.

Chen Fuyou shook his head. "It's still Dharma Aspect. In this world, no matter how strong you are, you can't surpass Dharma Aspect. However... Dharma Aspect also have different levels."

Over the East Sea.

A phantom image of an ancient and vigorous divine tree pierced the sky from Evergreen Mountain, its branches and leaves swaying and full of vitality, its thousands of branches intertwined and blocking all the paths of the turbulent waters of the East Sea Dragon Gate.

This scene shocked all the martial artists in the External Scenery east of the Central Plains.

All martial artists who had reached the Outer Realm of External Scenery felt a sense of connection at the same moment and unanimously looked up at the eastern horizon.

The illusory image of that Tongtian divine tree was still clearly visible, even across thousands of mountains and rivers, as if it were right next to you.

Some were shocked, some were deep in thought, and some muttered to themselves.

And on the shore of the East Sea, on a cliff hidden in the clouds and mist.

Qingxuzi, the Heavenly King Protector of the Incense-Smelling Cult, stood with his hands behind his back, his green robe fluttering, observing closely, his expression thoughtful.

It seems that even the strongest among the ancient Immortals and Gods would find it difficult to unleash power beyond the Dharma Aspect in the present world.

Although the power before us is strong, it is still at the level of Dharma Aspect Form.

Qingxuzi withdrew his gaze and looked up at the Void higher above.

There, the sky was clear and the breeze gentle, showing no signs of anything amiss. But he knew that behind that seemingly calm sky, the shackles of the Great Dao were gradually loosening.

"The great calamity draws near, and chaos is imminent."

"I hope the saint will gain something from this trip."

He murmured, a hint of seriousness appearing between his brows.

"Otherwise, what we will face next is not only the Great Yan Imperial Family's desperate counterattack, but also the Immortals and Gods behind them..."

As he pondered this deeply, a gentle ripple suddenly spread across the Void in front of him, and a slender, pale figure staggered out of the Void.

Qingxuzi's expression brightened, and he immediately strode forward to greet him.

In that instant, he clearly saw a tortoise shell floating silently in An Ruyu's fair and slender palm.

The surface of the tortoise shell shimmered with light, sometimes appearing and sometimes disappearing, as if it were breathing.

"This is..."

An Ruyu ignored him, her mind still replaying her encounter at the tomb.

The tortoise shell in her hand was obtained from the tomb.

It is called: Luo River Diagram.

"This place is not safe to stay any longer; let's return to the church first!"

The South Sea Dragon Palace.

The returning group was still in a daze. They had been cultivating in a blessed land when suddenly the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and they were thrown out of the Dragon Gate.

"Yu Tunzhou!"

Ao Xiyu walked over quickly, staring intently at Yu Tunzhou, and after a long while, she suddenly whispered...

Do you also have my bloodline?

Yu Tunzhou withdrew his gaze from Zhang Buyu and asked in surprise, "What are you thinking about?"

Ao Xiyu was conflicted, unsure whether she should tell Yu Tunzhou everything.

Just before being sent out of the Dragon Gate by the Ancestor, the Ancestor specifically instructed her that after leaving the Dragon Gate, in addition to informing all the dragon descendants in the Central Plains of the secrets obtained from the secret realm and quickly rebuilding the Dragon Race's strength, she should also obey Yu Tunzhou's orders and instructions.

This is simply "bizarre"!

She was now the future Dragon King, handpicked by her ancient ancestors, bearing the heavy responsibility for the prosperity of the Dragon Race, and favored by the Daoist School Celestial Venerable. How could her ancestors inexplicably order her to obey Yu Tunzhou's commands?

What if... what if it's just a bed warmer?