Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology Chapter 727 627: Past and Future, The Truth Revealed
The Five Emperors are deceased?
An incredulous thought struck the Emperor of the Netherworld.
The combined might of the Five Emperors rivaled that of a Golden Immortal, yet they had been extinguished with such startling ease.
This realization sent a tremor of dread through the Emperor of the Netherworld.
His dominion had barely commenced, and already, a power equal to a Golden Immortal had surfaced.
What omen could this portend?
For countless eons, the Emperor of the Netherworld had reigned without peer.
Innumerable potent entities had met their end by his decree, and vast Heavenly Courts had been absorbed into his sprawling empire.
The Jade Emperor Heavenly Court, the Tathagata Buddha Country, the Taiyi Divine Country, the Emperor Jun Heavenly Court, the Three Pure Ones Divine System, the Pangu Heavenly Court—each had succumbed to his influence, directly or indirectly.
Most of the Heavenly Emperors from these realms had fled, their powers severely diminished.
His mana had swelled immeasurably, while his adversaries lay greatly weakened—he had every justification to believe himself utterly secure and invincible.
Yet, this abrupt and unforeseen development left the Emperor of the Netherworld deeply unsettled.
Could this be a harbinger of even greater events to come?
A majestic decree echoed from the Emperor of the Netherworld, reverberating throughout the cosmos.
"Assemble the gods and Buddhas of all realms to my court."
With a resounding, all-encompassing surge,
beams of opalescent light pierced through the void from every direction.
Among the summoned deities and enlightened beings were legendary figures from ancient myths: the Eight Great Bodhisattvas of the Buddhist Sect, the Taiyi Venerable of the Heavenly Court, the Thunder Ancestor, and various divine beings from the Fire and Plague Departments.
With the exception of the supreme leaders of the Great Sects, virtually all were in attendance.
To this assembled host, the Emperor of the Netherworld issued a singular directive: the conquest of all territories.
Previously, the Netherworld had adopted a posture of excessive restraint, presuming the world's grand order was immutable.
Occasionally, he would unleash a Demon Tribulation to secure his gains and then retreat, content with the status quo.
He had never conceived that amidst such complacency, a being of power comparable to a Golden Immortal would secretly grow.
What implications did this hold?
Had the leaders of the Great Sects conspired?
Or was an entirely new power ascending to challenge his supremacy?
"Hmph, a mere Golden Immortal dares to display such audacity before me?"
Boom!
The Emperor of the Netherworld rose from his seat.
The somber and malevolent void instantly erupted with raw power.
Limitless darkness radiated outwards in colossal waves.
The consumed universes were instantaneously rendered barren, their inhabitants reduced to lifeless husks.
The Emperor of the Netherworld adhered to the path of the Supreme Dark Dao.
If darkness alone was insufficient, then he would absorb this very world, transforming it into a realm where only darkness held dominion.
For ages, his progress had been measured and steady, but the emergence of Song Lin had brutally impressed upon him the imminent peril.
He could not afford to remain passive, awaiting the arrival of danger.
He would annihilate it in its nascent stage without a moment's hesitation.
The Emperor of the Netherworld personally led an army of a trillion Ghost Soldiers to the last known coordinates of the Five Emperors' disappearance.
The immense Demon Tribulation upon the Great Thousand World commenced in full fury.
Donghua Heavenly Court.
Within the Middle Thousand Void, countless stars blazed with celestial splendor.
Three hundred sixty-five primary stars were arrayed across the heavens, thirty-six of which radiated an otherworldly brilliance, with the Central Heaven Ziwei Star commanding the central position.
Beyond these principal celestial bodies lay hundreds of thousands of secondary stars, both grand and minuscule.
The celestial radiance permeated the firmament, imbued with an air of deadly intent.
This was none other than the awe-inspiring Cycle of Celestial Stars Formation.
"Truly a sight of unparalleled magnificence,"
Song Lin could not suppress a gasp of admiration.
The cultivation base of the three hundred sixty-five primary stars commenced at the Harmonization stage, with crucial junctions manned by Heavenly Immortals.
At its core resided Emperor Ziwei, Bo Yikao, orchestrating their collective might.
Harnessing the power of the River Map, the divine essence of the myriad stars within the Great Thousand Universe, and the unified strength of the immortals.
When fully activated, this Cycle of Celestial Stars Formation possessed the capability to encompass and refine an entire Medium Thousand Heavenly Court.
When directed at a solitary opponent, its combat prowess was equivalent to that of a Golden Immortal, at the very least.
It bears emphasizing that this formidable array was commanded by Heavenly Immortals.
To optimize resource allocation, Song Lin opted against direct involvement from the True Immortals.
Should the Five Emperors make a return, the Cycle of Celestial Stars Formation would be more than capable of subduing them with effortless grace.
Such was the terrifying might inherent in the Cycle of Celestial Stars Formation.
"With a solitary glance, it becomes evident that this grand formation can not only shroud the Donghua Heavenly Court but also facilitate celestial relocation via the River Map to any astral plane. No force in existence will be able to hinder our movements any longer."
Song Lin illuminated the assembled immortals.
Having successfully erected this formation, Song Lin finally grasped the reason behind the Emperor Jun Heavenly Court's millennia-long dominion.
Should all the primary stars be populated by Heavenly Immortals, this formation could effortlessly vanquish multiple Golden Immortals, ensuring the Heavenly Court's unassailable position even without Emperor Jun's personal presence.
Moreover, the Heavenly Court was no longer confined to a fixed location, and its celestial relocation would not demand exorbitant resources or manpower.
All that was required was the activation of the River Map.
Song Lin ascended into the heavens, the River Map Robe draped upon his shoulders, bestowing an aura of majesty and mystique.
At that precise moment, he perceived an immense wave of darkness emanating from a distant point.
"It is time to depart," he murmured to himself.
There was no need for inquiry—it was undoubtedly the inhabitants of the Netherworld, poised for retribution following the demise of the Five Emperors.
Song Lin elected not to provoke them.
Presently, it was not the opportune moment.
Once he achieved union with the West Queen Mother Heavenly Court and successfully advanced to attain the Primordial Chaos Golden Core Dao, he would then confront the Netherworld.
With a mere exertion of will,
Song Lin unfurled the Cycle of Celestial Stars Formation, unleashing a radiant cascade of starlight. Within the celestial bodies, faint outlines of individuals became discernible.
With another mental command,
The Donghua Heavenly Court assimilated the Golden Crow Heavenly Court, drawing it into the void of the Donghua Heavenly Court.
It was subsequently designated as the Thirteenth Heaven.
Within Song Lin's perception, the Star River East Beauty was structured like a cosmic string of prayer beads.
Each bead represented one of twelve Small Thousand Worlds, while the vast cosmos served as the Middle Thousand Void.
By utilizing the River Map, he could transport the Donghua Heavenly Court to any celestial location indicated upon it.
Augmenting this with the map provided by Xii Jing, he accurately discerned Shaoyang's whereabouts.
Channeling his spiritual power, the River Map Robe blazed with an incandescent brilliance, and the Donghua Heavenly Court silently dematerialized from its stellar position.
"West Queen Mother Heavenly Court, I approach," Song Lin conveyed in his thoughts.
The West Queen Mother Heavenly Court, having endured since primordial times, undoubtedly harbored countless secrets from that ancient era.
In the past, their encounters had consistently transpired within illusory realms.
Now, the fated moment had arrived where illusion would converge with reality, and the past would intertwine with the future.
Song Lin harbored a fervent anticipation for their eventual meeting.
As the Donghua Heavenly Court retreated, a profound darkness soon descended, replete with spectral entities and vengeful spirits.
The Emperor of the Netherworld gazed at the now vacant expanse of sky, his heart ablaze with an impotent fury.
"The River Map and Luo Writing..."
The Emperor of the Netherworld uttered these words, recognizing the formidable challenge that lay before him.
Since the genesis of the Great Thousand World, the existence of Innate Pure Yang Treasures had been exceedingly scarce—perhaps fewer than a dozen in total.
And the River Map and Luo Writing undoubtedly ranked among the most paramount.
The River Map signified dominion over space, while the Luo Writing embodied control over time.
The River Map contained the Cycle of Celestial Stars Formation and the profound secrets of the Great Dao, enabling instantaneous traversal across the cosmos. Even its detection would necessitate immense effort.
The Luo Writing traced the intricate threads of time and space—a reflection of the Great Thousand World's river of epochs, rendering any given moment accessible.
To possess the River Map was akin to wielding a potent talisman and teleportation array; to possess the Luo Writing was to hold the key to all potential opportunities within the Great Thousand World.
He harbored absolute certainty that the enigmatic Heavenly Court now held possession of both the River Map and the Luo Writing.
Absent this, their swift evasion would have been utterly impossible.
"Investigate. Pursue exhaustive inquiries. I must ascertain the origins of this nascent Heavenly Court," he decreed.
Swiftly thereafter, the Netherworld commenced a thorough search of all regions, endeavoring to uncover any vestige of the Donghua Heavenly Court.
Though this court had absconded, he refused to concede that it had left no discernible traces—surely, some evidence must persist.
Within the Netherworld resided numerous spirits vanquished by the Donghua Heavenly Court, yet not entirely annihilated.
Through these spectral remnants, the Emperor of the Netherworld painstakingly reconstructed the true visage of the Donghua Heavenly Court from myriad perspectives.
"Donghua Taoist Temple... Eastern King... Song Lin... A Heavenly Court that ascended from obscurity over millennia..."
A sudden comprehension dawned upon the Emperor of the Netherworld's eyes, his pupils shrinking as he directed his gaze skyward.
"So, it was you..."