Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology Chapter 736 637: Three Pure Heavens

"Kill!!"

Within the vast void, a colossal Great Demon, measuring eighty million zhang, commanded legions of Taoist Soldiers against an endless tide of specters lurking in the oppressive darkness.

Despite its monstrous appearance, the demon's violet eyes radiated an astute intelligence, emanating an aura of formidable righteousness.

This was no ordinary demon; it possessed both Taoist nature and demonic essence.

This entity was none other than the Marshal of the Heavenly Canopy, the paramount Great Demon among the Six Palaces of the Heavenly Court.

With cultivation reaching the True Immortal Peak, it wielded the most formidable combat power throughout the Three Realms.

Furthermore, General Black Evil and Tianyou were present, alongside the current Heavenly Court Master, Emperor Zhenwu.

Crucially, none of them were Golden Immortals; even Zhenwu, who possessed the fighting prowess of a Golden Immortal, remained at the True Immortal Peak.

Yet, they found themselves confronting a Golden Immortal.

Suspended ominously in the sky were eight immense, pitch-black dharma images.

These included manifestations of clouds, the yellow earth, the sun and moon, Yin Yang, weaponry, and the Four Seasons.

These were the Eight Lords of Qi Land, entities from ancient mythology.

Among them, the Heavenly Lord held the status of a Golden Immortal.

Now corrupted by the Netherworld, they launched their assault upon Emperor Zhenwu and his cohort.

The four faced insurmountable odds, struggling immensely with virtually no means of effectively countering the onslaught.

Despite being renowned as the Four Saints of the North Pole, recognized as the mightiest beings beneath the Golden Immortal realm,

the disparity in their cultivation realms presented an unbridgeable, utterly insurmountable chasm.

Moreover, the Heavenly Lord proved elusive and intangible, seamlessly integrated with all existence, dictating the flow of power.

They were incapable of even discerning the Heavenly Lord's true form, forced into a state of passive endurance.

The Four Saints of the North Pole engaged the Eight Lords directly, while the remaining Immortals and Great Demons fought against the subordinates of the Eight Lords.

The Heavenly Court was in catastrophic disarray; the South Heavenly Gate lay shattered, and vast expanses of what were once magnificent palaces had crumbled into ruin.

"I shall cover the retreat; you all must withdraw!"

Emperor Zhenwu cleaved a descending colossal mountain with the Zhenwu Sword and turned to address the others.

"Turtle Snake Generals, Huaguang, take everyone and make your retreat."

"No, Your Majesty, permit us to assume the role of rear guard. The Heavenly Court's final hope hinges entirely upon you!"

Emperor Zhenwu, the final Heavenly Emperor of the Jade Emperor Heavenly Court, also known by the divine title Xuantian God, carried the immense burden of rebuilding the Heavenly Court.

The generals would sooner embrace their own annihilation than permit Xuantian God to perish for their sake.

"Cease this foolishness! Depart when I command you to depart!"

At that precise moment, an overwhelming wave of oppressive power surged forth.

Suddenly, a singular figure materialized in mid-air.

Clad in pristine white robes and a matching white crown, possessing eyes with dual pupils, this individual radiated a presence that shook the very foundations of the world.

This was none other than the Heavenly Lord.

"Since you are unwilling to depart, then surely, none of you shall depart."

The Heavenly Lord extended a single palm, its immense size engulfing the infinite void as it descended menacingly upon the assembled group.

The Eight Lords merged into a singular entity, their combined might possessing the power to reshape the very fabric of heaven and earth.

The dharma bodies of the Four Saints of the North Pole disintegrated instantaneously.

As the chilling specter of death loomed over every soul present,

a brilliant white light manifested from seemingly nothingness, subsequently engulfing the entire world.

Song Lin descended into this world, wielding the Bright Treasure Wheel and adorned with the mystical River Map and Luo Shu.

"Master!!"

Zhenwu cried out in sheer astonishment.

The Master had finally returned!

Boom!

The Bright Treasure Wheel, coupled with the boundless Star Sea, coalesced to form an immense defensive barrier, effectively halting the descent of the colossal palm imprint.

Song Lin wasted no time on words, his River Map once again radiating with brilliant light.

Amidst the celestial expanse, three hundred sixty-five star positions blazed with unparalleled brilliance.

"Quickly, enter the formation!"

Song Lin urged the assembled multitude.

Zhenwu comprehended instantly and cast his gaze towards the ruins of the Heavenly Court, addressing the remaining Immortals.

"Left Assistant, Right Assistant, Beidou Seven Stars, Southern Dipper, Seven Luminaries... step forward!!"

Whoosh!

The Immortals complied, stepping forward.

With a grand gesture, Zhenwu transformed the group into streaks of light, propelling them towards the Array Eye.

Other stars, beyond the primary three hundred sixty-five, were filled wherever possible; the greater the number, the stronger the formation.

In mere moments, tens of thousands of Immortals and a hundred billion Taoist Soldiers were seamlessly integrated into the formation.

The most potent Cycle of Celestial Stars Formation in history had been forged.

Emperor Zhenwu assumed his position at the formation's core, while Song Lin expertly manipulated the array, condensing its power into a radiant Star Sword.

This was a sword imbued with the power of the entire universe.

Boom!

The divine sword descended, striking with cataclysmic force against the Heavenly Lord's palm.

Disregarding his own safety entirely, Song Lin charged forward, resolute in his determination to shatter the myth of the Golden Immortal.

Under the immense pressure exerted, Song Lin's dharma body began to fracture, his dantian was destroyed, and his mana was utterly depleted.

Facing the figure with dual pupils, his divine sword was the sole remnant as his soul disintegrated.

"Hahaha, is that all? After all, you're not a Golden Immortal!" the Heavenly Lord scoffed coldly.

Yet, in the very next moment, the Heavenly Lord froze.

Song Lin experienced revival once more, catching him completely off guard as the Star Sword plunged into the Heavenly Lord's dharma body.

It was as if the might of the Great Thousand Universe surged, bolstering his strength.

Boom!

The Heavenly Lord couldn't endure it; his dharma body detonated instantly.

His form and soul annihilated, scattering energy that blasted the surrounding starspace into utter Chaos.

Song Lin's physical form shattered and regenerated repeatedly, cycling through destruction and rebirth billions of times.

Having cultivated the Primordial Chaos Dao, his cultivation remained utterly unaffected even if his dantian or vital points were obliterated.

Furthermore, the River Map and Luo Shu possessed the ability to reverse time and space; unless obliterated in an instant beyond his capacity to react, he stood invincible.

This marked Song Lin's very first vanquished Golden Immortal.

From this encounter, he attained significant insights.

Golden Immortals, purportedly immortal, drew their sustenance solely from the Great Thousand Universe.

The harmonization of a Golden Immortal with the Great Dao meant they became an intrinsic part of the Great Thousand World itself.

For a Golden Immortal, death was merely the ultimate integration into the Great Thousand World.

Consequently, this path was inherently a profound trap.

Reaching its conclusion invariably led to unavoidable demise.

After obliterating the Heavenly Lord, he dispatched the remaining adversaries with mere strikes.

With the True Martial Heavenly Court finally secured,

Song Lin extended his hand, releasing everyone present.

"Greetings, Master!"

The Four Saints of the North Pole stepped forward, offering their respects.

"Explain—what became of the Jade Emperor and Tathagata?"

Previously, Song Lin had sentenced the Jade Emperor and the Buddha to ten thousand years of secluded cultivation before transcending the mortal realm himself.

"They achieved Harmonization."

Zhenwu commenced his explanation in a soft tone.

The ten thousand years of confinement had eroded their animosity, and by fortuitous chance, they both ascended into the Golden Immortal realm.

The Three Realms found their stability. Innumerable eons subsequently flowed by.

Unending darkness descended, engulfing the Three Realms.

Myriad Immortals, Buddhas, and Heavenly Humans succumbed to the Five Declines and ultimately perished.

The Buddha attained Nirvana, consumed by the encroaching darkness.

Next was the Jade Emperor, who, just before his ultimate demise, passed on his position to Zhenwu.

From that point onward, the ceaseless flight commenced.

They had been in continuous flight for countless millennia before their chance encounter with Song Lin.

Compared to others, they were fortunate; the entirety of the Buddha Country had been utterly obliterated.

"Master, how did you manage to locate us?"

"The River Map and Luo Shu."

Song Lin briefly elucidated the profound capabilities of the River Map and Luo Shu, leaving the assembled group in awe—it was truly a Divine Artifact.

"In that case, can we employ it to journey to the Three Pure Heavens and seek out the Three Pure Ones?"

"Are the Three Pure Ones still among the living?"

"Uncertain. Taiyi has vanished, Emperor Jun is missing, and only the Ancient Gods might have endured."

"The Three Pure Heavens exist beyond the Three Realms, transcending the Five Elements, independent of the constraints of time and space. Word has it, it serves as the final sanctuary of the Ten Thousand Realms; perhaps the River Map and Luo Shu can provide guidance."

"Very well."

Song Lin engaged in brief contemplation and ultimately resolved to proceed towards the Three Pure Heavens first.

The Queen Mother of the West had already attained Harmonization; there was no immediate urgency in rescuing her.

It was plausible that the Three Pure Ones held the definitive answers regarding the Great Thousand World's descent into its current calamitous state.

The Emperor of Netherworld could not possibly be a mere Underworld Emperor, having managed to devour even the Jade Emperor and the Buddha.

Unraveling this profound mystery would equip Song Lin with the necessary confidence to confront him.

Moreover, the Three Pure Ones each possessed unique profound strengths; this presented an opportune moment to gain greater insights into the Primordial Chaos Golden Core Dao.