Chapter 1241: Yong He, the Great Sage

Common sense said that sound and light usually traveled in a straight line. With that, cultivators should have special means to cut them off.

The fusion-grade Confinement Seal was like a mountain that easily blocked the sound and the light.

However, when Yong He grew bigger, its voice was 100 times louder and sharper, and its red light intensified in brightness.

Lu Zhou quickly recited the incantation for the Heavenly Writing Power.

To gain the power of speech recognition. To understand the words spoken by the tongues of the beings in the different worlds.

To gain the power of hearing so that one could hear the voices from all realms at will.

To gain enlightenment and the power of speech so that one could change the world with words and free the common people from suffering.

Lu Zhou did not use the Heavenly Writing Powers. Instead, he entered his meditative state and kept reciting the mantras. At this time, the faint light from his divine power shrouded his entire body, keeping the sharp cry and red light at bay.

At this time, Lu Zhou’s four eldest disciples, Yu Zhenghai; Yu Shangrong; Duanmu Sheng; and Mingshi Yin, flew up into the air and pounced toward Lu Zhou.

Little Yuan’er was looking at everyone in confusion while Conch’s expression suddenly changed before she pounced at Little Yuan’er.

Chaos and mayhem descended on Transient City immediately.

Lu Zhou erected his protective energy before he sent his disciples flying back. The differences between his cultivation base and his disciples’ cultivation bases were too vast. Even if all of them worked together, they were no match for him.

Nevertheless, Lu Zhou could feel that his four eldest disciples’ strength had improved a lot during their time in the Unknown Land. He was not too surprised by Yu Zhenghai and Yu Shangrong’s progress, but he was truly surprised that Mingshi Yin’s offensive strength was on par with his two eldest disciples!

As for Duanmu Sheng, although Duanmu Sheng was still weaker than his two eldest disciples, Duanmu Sheng’s improvements were the greatest. The corrosive energy and the Great Void Seed had almost merged into one; it was equivalent to four or five Birth Charts.

Lu Zhou was not in a hurry to wake his disciples from the trance they were in. The stronger Yong He’s attack was, the more advantageous it would be for him. His divine power could suppress Yong He’s ability, and Yong He’s ability could restrain the four elders from the Ye clan.

“Junior Sister!” Little Yuan’er tossed the Nirvana Sash out as she fought with Conch.

Although Conch had inherited Luo Xuan’s ability, she was skilled in music. She could not compare to Little Yuan’er’s offensive strength, especially since they had the same cultivation bases.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Little Yuan’er kept circling around Conch, trying to use her Nirvana Sash to restrain Conch.

When Lu Zhou’s palm seal landed on Conch’s back, Little Yuan’er seized the opportunity and restrained Conch.

Little Yuan’er asked anxiously, “Master, what’s wrong with them?”

Little Yuan’er’s anxiety grew, making her restless and uncomfortable.

Under Yong He’s attack, humans’ negative emotions and flaws would be magnified thousands of times. This was one of the reasons why Yong He was so terrifying.

Little Yuan’er seemed to notice the abnormality of her feelings so she quickly suppressed her anxieties. She muttered to herself, “What was wrong with me earlier?”

Lu Zhou said, “Don’t worry. Just keep an eye on Conch.”

“Oh.” Little Yuan’er nodded obediently.

High above the Confinement Seal, Yong He bared its fangs and brandished its claws. It swayed to the left and the right like catkins dancing in the wind. It seemed to be focused on the four elders who were still battling each other as it cackled.

Those who had lived for a long time had long gotten used to the cold and warmth of human relationships. These people were divided into two kinds. First, there were those who were able to deal with everything calmly and rise above worldly affairs. Second, there were those who would only grow more stubborn in their ways and would have more distracting thoughts accumulated over the years. After all, cultivators were still humans. Those who could shirk all human flaws were rare.

Ye Wei and his companions belonged to the second group.

“Die!”

Four astrolabes continued to crash against each other in the sky. Beams of light from the astrolabes filled the sky as well.

If Lu Zhou had not transmigrated here for a long time now, he would have thought he had entered a sci-fi world.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The ruins of the buildings were in an even worse condition now. Some of them had already been leveled and some had been pierced until they were riddled with holes.

“You old thing! You’re not strong enough to kill me!”

Buzz!

Ye Yiqing was the first to manifest his avatar. His avatar that was 145 feet tall rushed to the sky like a giant.

Soon enough, another three avatars appeared as well.

At this time, Yong He, that was hovering near the mausoleum, screeched again. Then, it grew again until it was as tall as the avatars. It opened its maw and raised its head to the sky and let out the loudest and sharpest cry so far.

“…”

The cry spread through a radius of 50 kilometers in Transient City.

The wind and clouds surged as the sky changed colors.

The cultivators who had yet to escape descended into madness. It was as though they had been thrown into hell. As they lost their minds, a bloodbath ensued as they began killing each other.

Outside of Transient City, all the fierce beasts and cultivators who were passing by grew slightly listless. They were slightly affected by Yong He as well.

The sound waves rose and fell like the tides. It was as though doomsday had arrived.

Lu Wu, who was lying on the ground drowsily, lowered his ears to block the noise. It adjusted its posture before it continued to sleep.

…

Meanwhile, Lu Zhou knew this strong sound wave was not something his disciples could withstand. He hovered in the air and joined his palms together.

“The Great Meditation Dharani!”

“The divine power!”

Although Lu Zhou was skilled in techniques from the schools of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism, he rarely used large-scale techniques like the Great Meditation Dharani.

Lu Zhou began chanting the mantra. His voice was powerful as he chanted. With the divine power, the mantra easily penetrated his disciples’ ears and hearts.

Soon after, Lu Zhou’s disciples calmed down and landed on the ground one after another.

Lu Zhou continued to chant as he flew forward to have a look at the four old men.

They were drenched in blood, and their eyes were red. All of them were severely injured. Apart from Ye Wei, the other three had lost a Birth Chart each.

At this moment, Yong He closed its humongous mouth that was shaped like a trumpet and looked around. Its eyes were like red suns in hell and also like bright pearls stained with blood. “You… Why are you fine?”

Lu Zhou rose higher into the sky before he came to a stop above Yong He’s head. “Stop.”

Yong He laughed. Its laughter did not contain its ability. Its laughter was coarse as though it had injured its throat. After it stopped laughing, it said, “I am Yong He, the Great Sage.”

“So what?” Lu Zhou looked at Yong He calmly.

“Lowly humans. Even if a Venerable Master came to Transient City, he or she wouldn’t dare to act so presumptuously,” Yong He said in a deep voice.

This was the holy land of cultivation. Every year, many humans came here, but none of them stayed for long. How could no one occupy such a good place? This was because the master of Transient City was not a human, it was Yong He, the Great Sage.

“Is a mere beast emperor worthy of being called the Great Sage?” Lu Zhou asked.

Lu Zhou’s words successfully stoked Yong He’s flames of fury. “I’m originally a divine beast. It’s all the humans’ fault!”

Lu Zhou looked at the sky shrouded by black fog. “Divine beast? Maybe if you die, you’ll become a divine beast…”

Yong He laughed maniacally. “Stupid human, do you think I can’t control them just because you knocked them out? I hope you enjoy the show!”

Yong He grew larger again until it towered above the clouds and black fog in the sky. At this moment, tentacles shot out from its body toward everyone.

Lu Zhou frowned slightly.

Not only could Yong He control their minds, but it could also control them like a puppeteer?

Lu Zhou could still consider Yong He’s first training as training for his disciples, but how could he tolerate his disciples being controlled in such a manner? Moreover, he could not wait any longer. Otherwise, the people from the Evil Sky Pavilion would definitely sustain severe injuries. It was not easy for his disciples to survive until now relying on the Great Void Seeds. It would be difficult for them to compete with the four elders from Ye Clan who possessed 15 to 17 Birth Charts. Fortunately, those four were already injured.

“Since you refuse to submit, I’ll make you submit with force…”

Lu Zhou mobilized the Confinement Seal.

Buzz!

It buzzed before it dropped toward the mausoleum.

Boom!

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