Chapter 807 - 385: Chu Chaoran’s Great Tribulation! Reunion at Every Turn in Life

Chapter 807: Chapter 385: Chu Chaoran’s Great Tribulation! Reunion at Every Turn in Life

All things have birth and death, heaven and earth have turbid and clear; incense is offered to the Immortal Gods, while demons create chaos in the mortal world.

Since the descent of the Dao Ancestor, acclaimed as following the Supreme decree, governing the Three Heavens, slaying ghosts and nurturing humans, eradicating evil and punishing falsehoods, managing ghostly auras; all the sects and temples of the world, and the demons in the Mountain and Sea Secret Realm, revere this...

This is a great change of heaven and earth!!!

A deep voice echoed from the ancient temple, like mighty heavenly thunder, reverberating through the mountains.

"Breaking Mountains and Attacking Temples!"

Ming Shenshou’s eyes focused into a line, speaking softly with a deep voice.

At this moment, what this Qinling Demon Leader uttered was the most important and critical event in the history of the Daoist Sect.

After this, the Daoist Sect flourished and thrived; incense offerings in the mortal world all belonged to the Immortal Mansion, and the life-and-death feud between the Wuwei Sect and the Daoist Sect, spanning thousands of years, also began.

"Talisman to inherit heaven, Seal to command spirits, Sword to slay evil..."

"The Dao Ancestor at He Ming Mountain sealed the Six Celestial Ghost Gods in the Ghost-Exorcising Well..."

The deep voice echoed once more, growing louder, and the incense within the ancient temple began to boil.

"Supreme Talisman!"

"Yang God Seal!"

"Three-Five Sword!"

It is said that Daoist Ancestor Zhang Daoling obtained these three treasures at He Ming Mountain, establishing the Daoist Sect, sealing all the demons in the Ghost-Exorcising Well. The Supreme Talisman followed the mandate of heaven, the Yang God Seal commanded Immortal Gods, and the Three-Five Sword vanquished demons, bringing peace to the world.

"It’s said that whoever obtains these three treasures will find the ancient well of He Ming Mountain, offer sacrifices to the heavens, and open the door to the Demon Sect..."

Ming Shenshou walked to the entrance of the ancient temple, looking at the residual seal of the Thunder City Demon-Catching Golden Seal placed there.

"The Dharma Seals of the Dragon Tiger Zhang Family all derive from the mysteries of the Yang God Celestial City Treasure Seal," Ming Shenshou said meaningfully.

He vaguely understood why, as the Qinling Demon Leader, he coveted the Dharma Seals of the Dragon Tiger Zhang Family.

"Unfortunately, this is merely a small seal."

Suddenly, the wooden box exploded, threads of thunder rising, lifting the residual seal into the air.

Within the ancient temple, the ferocious clay sculpture of the Flood Dragon seemed to come to life, and within the boiling incense, a figure appeared, slowly walking out, with a white hand gently reaching out, holding the residual seal.

"Why would this small seal require seven days?"

A cold laugh echoed in front of the ancient temple, as a young man stepped out, barefoot on the muddy ground, his eyes deep, with a scar starting from his forehead extending to the corner of his right eye, and in his left hand, he held a massive stone, weighing a thousand pounds.

Qinling Demon Leader, Yin Po Bao!

In the Mountain and Sea Secret Realm, countless demons stand; he is unquestionably at the pinnacle, even the Bai He of White Crane Temple, the Cang Yuan on Laojun Mountain, and the old turtle of Zhenwu Mountain fear him.

"Lord Yin, it’s been a while!"

Ming Shenshou bowed his head and spoke softly.

"Lord of the Red Palace, what brings you to me today?" Yin Po Bao’s eyes swept over, his left hand suddenly swung, and the massive stone flew horizontally, hurling directly at Ming Shenshou.

Buzz...

Ming Shenshou stood still, unmoving. Suddenly, a strange wave arose, his figure transformed into an afterimage, lifting into the air, while the massive stone, like a falling lake, slammed into the ground behind him, seemingly hitting nothing.

"Daoist Divine Techniques, Flying Body Trace!"

Yin Po Bao spoke in a deep voice, sitting directly on the ancient temple’s threshold, playing with the residual seal of the Thunder City Demon-Catching Golden Seal.

"You’ve improved quite a bit over these years, capturing numerous divine techniques."

"Celestial Gifted Divine Techniques are reserved for the virtuous. Anyone whose divine techniques I can capture does not deserve such heavenly blessings," Ming Shenshou slowly descended, sitting on the large stone.

"I am but a tribulation sent by heaven to test them. Only by passing the test can one truly possess divine techniques."

"Such arrogance," Yin Po Bao sneered. "With such capabilities, it seems the position of Sect Leader of the Wuwei Sect is yours for the taking?"

"At that time, destroy the Daoist Sect and flatten the White Crane Temple, you might as well indulge in the Divine Power Association."

Celestial gifted divine techniques are rare; the Divine Power Association gathers most of the Divine Ability Awakened of the world.

If Ming Shenshou could enter the Divine Power Association, it truly would be an open buffet.

"Lord Yin, you jest," Ming Shenshou shook his head.

"You didn’t come here today just to flaunt your divine techniques at me," Yin Po Bao suddenly said, changing the subject.

"No one visits the Daluo Hall without reason!" Ming Shenshou spoke solemnly. "Lord Yin, living in seclusion in the Qinling Mountains, do you know the most attention-grabbing major event in the world today?"

Upon hearing this, Yin Po Bao’s penetrating gaze lifted sharply, coldly fixing on Ming Shenshou.

"I’m hidden, not dead!"

After a brief pause, he continued, "Chu Chaoran is about to take a closed-door disciple."

"Indeed," Ming Shenshou nodded.

"It seems his major tribulation is approaching, he’s eager to find a successor," Yin Po Bao sneered.

"You’ve seen through it all this clearly," Ming Shenshou looked at Yin Po Bao, unable to help but speak.

"Three Corpses Daoist once said, living in the Red Dust is the greatest tribulation. Even if Chu Chaoran has entered the Realm of the Infinite, so long as he remains in the mortal world, he has tribulations... "

The expression on Yin Po Bao’s face grew colder.

Mentioning that name, his scar on his forehead throbbed gently. Sixty years, he had hidden in the three thousand miles of the Qinling Mountains for sixty years, waiting for this day.

"When the time comes, heaven and earth align, fate leaves heroes unfree..."

"Chu Chaoran, unrivaled under heaven for a full sixty years, should die," Yin Po Bao said coldly.

Because of Chu Chaoran, the once number one master of the world perished on the East Peak of Mount Tai.

Because of Chu Chaoran, the Wuwei Sect had vanished for sixty years, and the Daoist Sect stood supreme.