Chapter 142: Yellow Springs Casts the Dao Foundation
The blood-colored long river surged like angry waves, carrying the fiercely burning Nine Netherworld Fire, as if it wanted to devour everything.
At this breathtaking moment, Lu Qingyang's Nascent Soul Avatar was suddenly bound by a mysterious force; his body was tightly suspended upside down in mid-air as if by bronze-rusted chains.
However, unexpectedly, the little person, only three inches tall, was not frightened by this terrifying sight.
Instead, he chuckled and reached out to grab the Burning Sky Silk trailing from Su Meiniang's tail tip, mumbling, "Su Jiejie, your silk is really slippery; why not cut half a bolt for Mr. Lu as a belt?"
Seeing this, Su Meiniang raised her willow-like eyebrows and Coquettishly said, "You glib tongue!"
Before her words finished, Fairy Leng's Soul Transformation Stage Han Yuan Dao Domain suddenly exploded, and a hundred thousand Ice Soul Swords scattered like snowflakes, instantly congealing into a gigantic Mystic Frost Giant Dragon.
The Mystic Frost Giant Dragon raised its head to the sky, letting out a deafening long roar.
Where its Dragon whiskers passed, even the three-thousand-zhang-high blood waves were frozen into ice sculptures.
Immediately after, the Mystic Frost Giant Dragon's claw slammed down, shattering the qing tong (bronze) puppets into pieces, and the scattered stardust in the Void Realm condensed into the tadpole runes of the Netherworld Curse.
Each rune was like a palace in the ghostly realm of the netherworld, exuding a chilling coldness and the aura of death.
Just then, Su Meiniang's Void Refining Stage nine tails suddenly plunged into the lava like lightning, and the golden bells on her tail tips emitted crisp sounds, shattering the sky-filling yin winds.
"Little Lord, you're so concerned about me..." Su Meiniang's beautiful eyes flickered, and she said with a half-smile, "Why not trade your life for it!"
After speaking, the Burning Sky Silk in her hand soared like flames, sweeping up countless Qingqiu Rebirth Butterflies, rushing directly towards the heart of the river like a burning torrent.
As the wings of those Qingqiu Rebirth Butterflies burned, they actually reflected the patterns of the neon-colored bellyband growing on the surface of the bronze coffin.
These patterns perfectly matched the heaven severing sword sheath artifact patterns on Leng Yuehan's garment, as if they were a pair destined by heaven.
Nine crystal coffins suddenly floated up from the depths of the long river, and the Soul Devouring Sect Master's remnant soul manifested a three-headed, six-armed avatar on the coffin lids.
The pressure of a Soul Transformation Peak Cultivator cracked the profound ice at the bottom of the sea, and Chaos Mother Qi seeped from every crack: "Do you all know this Netherworld..."
The coffin lids suddenly opened, and in each coffin floated a mirrored image of Leng Yuehan's Ice Soul Dao body being eroded, "It was originally a heart-refining furnace prepared by the Celestial Sword Master for an Inner Demon Tribulation!"
Lu Qingyang's Nascent Soul suddenly exploded into a Chaos mist, and rusty chains wrapped around the Mystic Frost Giant Dragon's ice crystal Dragon horns: "Fairy Leng's mount is quite magnificent..."
The mist condensed into a hundred-zhang copper coin sword that pierced through three crystal coffins, "Would Mr. Lu be a good footman?"
Where the sword's edge swept, the profound yellow Qi gushing from the coffins actually condensed into the star-patterned pill coating of a nine-turn profound pill.
"Presumptuous!" Leng Yuehan's left eye, Cold Abyss, erupted with the Law of Annihilation, and the Taiyin Soul Slaughtering Wheel crushed five bronze statues.
The Chaos Qi overflowing from the wreckage suddenly corroded her Ice Soul wide sleeves, forming the "Greedy Wolf Devouring Heaven" trigram from the bronze giant gate on her garment: "These coffins are stealing my Dao rhythm!"
Su Meiniang's nine tails suddenly wrapped around the blood-colored long river, and the Void Refining Stage spatial Law refined half of the Underworld River into a glazed cup: "Little Lord, do you know this huangquan water..."
Reflected in the cup were star-track chains swimming at the bottom of the river, each chain tethering the seven emotions and six desires extracted from a Soul Transformation Cultivator, "Drinking a single sip will corrode your bones for a thousand years?"
The rim of the cup suddenly grew the copper rust patterns from the surface of Lu Qingyang's Nascent Soul.
The Soul Devouring Sect Master's avatar suddenly made a hand seal, and the Nine Netherworld Fire condensed into three thousand skeleton Dao soldiers at the crest of the waves.
The eye sockets of each Dao soldier flickered with the unique Ice Soul Phantom Flame of Leng Yuehan's Cold Abyss Dao Domain: "Your threads of love..."
The skeletal claws tore open the copper rust on the surface of Lu Qingyang's Nascent Soul, and fragments of the chaos bell's starlight even seeped from the rust, "They are all my stairway to the Mahayana!"
Lu Qingyang's Nascent Soul Avatar suddenly reassembled in an instant, as if his power was stimulated by some mysterious force.
The rusty copper coin sword in his hand emitted a dazzling light, as if endowed with life, and shattered the seven nether fires.
"You old immortal, you're quite flamboyant..." Lu Qingyang's lips curled into a cold smile, his voice revealing disdain for his opponent.
However, just as he was about to continue attacking, the sword's edge suddenly turned and, with astonishing speed, lifted Leng Yuehan's veil.
"You even secretly imprinted Fairy's lip rouge in the Formation's eye!" Lu Qingyang's words carried a hint of playfulness, his gaze falling upon Leng Yuehan's cherry-like alluring lips, as if he had discovered something interesting.
At the same time, the copper coins falling from the sword tassel perfectly aligned with the trigrams on the bronze giant gate, as if they were originally one.
This miraculous coincidence stirred Lu Qingyang's heart; he realized that this Formation might hide deeper secrets.
Just then, the Mystic Frost Giant Dragon suddenly turned its Dragon head, its massive body tracing an arc in the air, and then fiercely spewed out a powerful Dragon's breath.
This Dragon's breath contained the Soul Transformation Stage space-time freezing Dao Law, instantly solidifying a hundred-mile blood river into an ice sculpture.
"Dare to be frivolous again..." Leng Yuehan's voice emanated from the ice sculpture, cold and majestic.
However, before she could finish her words, the neon patterns on the coffin's surface suddenly seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, rapidly flowing into the ice layer.
"This palace will use this Nine Netherworld Profound Ice to refine your scoundrel Nascent Soul!" Leng Yuehan's voice echoed in the ice sculpture, revealing her anger and determination.
The scene reflected on the ice surface, however, greatly surprised Lu Qingyang—Su Meiniang's nine tails pierced through the Soul Devouring Sect Master's Dantian like lightning, and within the golden bell at the tail tip, half a Chaos copper coin was actually sealed!
"So that's how it is!" Su Meiniang suddenly realized, her Void Refining true body suddenly appeared, ten thousand zhang tall, her nine tails like nine giant Dragons, fiercely plunging into the cracks of the bronze giant gate.
"This blood river... it's actually the heaven severing sword sheath's soul-nurturing pool!" Su Meiniang exclaimed in surprise.
Just then, the Chaos Qi gushing from the gate's crack quickly condensed into a star-patterned compass, its pointer wildly pointing towards the direction of the North Nether Abyss like a frantic dancer.
And in the depths of the North Nether Abyss, the suspended bronze giant gate suddenly opened, and the Netherworld Curse pouring out from within actually became tangible golden pages of the Yellow Springs Casting Dao Scripture, fluttering in the air as if alive.
Seeing this, Lu Qingyang unhesitatingly slammed the rusty compass in his hand into the Underworld River.
In an instant, Chaos Mother Qi surged from his seven orifices like a torrent, condensing into Tiantian Daowen around his body.
"Two Jiejie, is this betrothal gift pleasing to your eyes?" Lu Qingyang's lips curved slightly, revealing a confident smile.
As his words fell, the riverbed suddenly exploded, and profound yellow Qi gushed out like a giant fountain.
Amidst this profound yellow Qi, countless vengeful spirits wailed, their figures gradually condensing in the Qi waves, eventually forming a rain of bronze coins.
Each bronze coin was engraved with the star patterns of the chaos bell; these coins fell like raindrops, and where they fell, the lava at the bottom of the sea suddenly began to grow wildly, and in an instant, nine profound yellow dao lotus grew.
The lotus hearts of these nine profound yellow dao lotus continuously exhaled and inhaled, and what they exhaled was actually Leng Yuehan's eroded Ice Soul Dao rhythm!
"Yellow Springs casts the Dao, Chaos gives birth to lotus!" The Soul Devouring Sect Master's avatar suddenly became ethereal, and the Nine Netherworld Fire burned towards the bronze giant gate along with the coin rain: "Do you all know these star patterns..."
When the flames touched the door ring, a ten-thousand-zhang Dragon bone giant claw suddenly extended from within the door, "They were originally carved by the Celestial Sword Master by gouging out the eyes of the Candle Dragon!"
The profound yellow dao lotus clutched by the giant claw suddenly bloomed, and a prophetic image of Leng Yuehan plunging the Ice Soul Sword into Lu Qingyang's Nascent Soul appeared in the lotus heart.
Leng Yuehan's Ice Soul Dao body erupted like a volcanic eruption, suddenly spewing out three thousand streams of Annihilation Sword Qi, which streaked across the sky like meteors, dazzling and brilliant.
The Soul Transformation Peak Cold Abyss Dao Domain and the lotus heart's Dao rhythm echoed each other, emitting bursts of roar: "Old demon, how dare you!"
The Taiyin Soul Slaughtering Wheel, like a shining star, split into myriad stars, and where its starlight shone, the bronze coin rain reversed into the sky like a waterfall, condensing into a copper coin sword Formation that spanned the Netherworld in the Void Realm.
Each sword was like a torch lit by Su Meiniang's tail-tip Burning Sky Fox Fire, burning fiercely, and within the fire, the secret of the Soul Devouring Sect Master's previous life, where his Dantian was shattered by the chaos bell, faintly emerged.
Su Meiniang's nine tails, like nine agile fire Dragons, suddenly wrapped around Lu Qingyang's Nascent Soul, and the Void Refining Stage spatial Dao Law, like a sharp blade, tore apart three thousand miles of blood river: "Little Lord, this copper rust..."
The golden bell at the tail tip emitted a crisp sound, shattering the Nine Netherworld Fire, and the bell's clapper actually transformed into half of a chaos bell pestle, "It's actually from the same source as Qingqiu's rebirth monument!"
When the bell clapper touched the copper coin sword Formation, the scene within the bronze giant gate suddenly appeared at the Formation's eye—countless Chaos copper coins were burning fiercely, as if being forged into a new heaven severing sword sheath, its body entwined with star-track chains like a brilliant Milky Way, perfectly matching the artifact patterns on Leng Yuehan's garment, as if destined by heaven!