Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology-Chapter 727 - 627: Past and Future, The Truth Revealed

The Five Emperors are dead?

The Emperor of the Netherworld couldn't believe it.

The collective power of the Five Emperors was no less than that of a Golden Immortal, and yet they had died so easily.

Thinking of this, the Emperor of the Netherworld felt a sense of foreboding.

His reign had only just begun, and already, a figure no weaker than a Golden Immortal had emerged.

What could this signify?

The Emperor of the Netherworld had ruled unchecked for millions of years.

Countless powerful beings had perished by his hand, and numerous Heavenly Courts had been assimilated into his domain.

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—one after another, directly or indirectly, had fallen to him.

Most of the Heavenly Emperors of these courts had fled, gravely injured.

His mana had grown boundlessly, while his foes were gravely weakened—he had every reason to feel secure and unassailable.

But now, such an unexpected twist had occurred, leaving the Emperor of the Netherworld with a sense of unease.

Could this be a signal of something greater?

The Emperor of the Netherworld's voice reverberated majestically in all directions.

"Summon the gods and Buddhas of all realms to court."

With a loud, sweeping sound,

multicolored tunneling lights came flashing in from all directions.

Among these gods and Buddhas were many renowned figures from mythology, such as the Eight Great Bodhisattvas of the Buddhist Sect, the Taiyi Venerable of the Heavenly Court, the Thunder Ancestor, and various divinities from the Fire Department and Plague Department.

Aside from the leaders of the Great Sects, nearly everyone was present.

The Emperor of the Netherworld issued a single command to them all: conquer every territory.

In the past, the Netherworld had remained too reserved, assuming the great order of the world was already set.

Every so often, he would unleash a Demon Tribulation to reap the harvest and let it rest at that.

Never did he imagine that amidst it all, a being of power comparable to a Golden Immortal would arise in secret.

What did this mean?

Had the leaders of the Great Sects united?

Or was a new power rising to challenge him?

"Hmph, a mere Golden Immortal dares to be impudent before me?"

Boom!

The Emperor of the Netherworld stood up.

The gloomy and sinister space immediately roared to life.

Boundless darkness swept outward in waves.

The devoured universes were instantly rendered desolate, all living things reduced to lifeless forms.

The Emperor of the Netherworld followed the path of the Supreme Dark Dao.

Was darkness not strong enough? Then devour this world, transforming it into a domain where darkness reigned supreme.

For years, he had advanced slowly, but the emergence of Song Lin had made him acutely aware of the crisis at hand.

He could not sit idly by, waiting for danger to arrive at his doorstep.

He would crush it in the cradle without hesitation.

The Emperor of the Netherworld personally led a trillion Ghost Soldiers to the last known location of the Five Emperors' disappearance.

The vast Demon Tribulation of the Great Thousand World began in earnest.

Donghua Heavenly Court.

In the Middle Thousand Void, stars sparkled brilliantly.

Three hundred sixty-five primary stars adorned the sky, thirty-six of which shone with unparalleled brilliance, with one Central Heaven Ziwei Star reigning supreme at the center.

Beyond the primary stars were hundreds of thousands of secondary stars, both large and small.

The celestial light filled the heavens, suffused with an aura of deadly intent.

This was none other than the Cycle of Celestial Stars Formation.

"Truly magnificent,"

Song Lin couldn't help but exclaim.

The cultivation level of the three hundred sixty-five primary stars began at Harmonization, with critical nodes being Heavenly Immortals.

At its center was Emperor Ziwei, Bo Yikao, commanding them all.

The power of the River Map, the divine energy of the countless stars of the Great Thousand Universe, and the collective strength of the immortals.

When fully unleashed, this Cycle of Celestial Stars Formation could envelop and refine an entire Medium Thousand Heavenly Court.

When targeting a single individual, it possessed the combat power of at least a Golden Immortal.

It must be understood that this was an array led by Heavenly Immortals.

To maximize resources, Song Lin chose not to have the True Immortals participate directly.

If the Five Emperors returned, the Cycle of Celestial Stars Formation could take them down with ease.

This was the fearsome strength of the Cycle of Celestial Stars Formation.

"With just one glance, one can see that this array can also conceal the Donghua Heavenly Court and allow celestial relocation through the River Map to any astral location. There's no force in existence that could impede our movements anymore."

Song Lin explained to the gathered immortals.

With this array constructed, Song Lin finally understood why the Emperor Jun Heavenly Court had dominated for countless eras.

If all the primary stars were replaced with Heavenly Immortals, this array could easily defeat multiple Golden Immortals, and even without Emperor Jun himself present, the Heavenly Court would remain unshakable.

Furthermore, the Heavenly Court was no longer tethered to any fixed location, and celestial relocation wouldn't demand excessive resources or manpower.

All it took was the activation of the River Map.

Song Lin ascended into the sky, the River Map Robe draped over his shoulders adding an air of grandeur and mystery.

At that moment, he sensed a surge of overwhelming darkness from a distant place.

"It's time to leave," he muttered to himself.

There was no need to ask—undoubtedly, it was the Netherworld's people, coming for vengeance after the Five Emperors' demise.

Song Lin chose not to provoke them.

Now was not the time.

Once he united with the West Queen Mother Heavenly Court and advanced to attain the Primordial Chaos Golden Core Dao, he would confront the Netherworld.

With a mere thought,

Song Lin opened the Cycle of Celestial Stars Formation, starlight bursting forth radiantly. Within the stars, faint silhouettes of individuals could be seen.

With another thought,

The Donghua Heavenly Court devoured the Golden Crow Heavenly Court, incorporating it into the void of the Donghua Heavenly Court.

It became the Thirteenth Heaven.

In Song Lin's perception, the location of the Star River East Beauty resembled a cosmic string of prayer beads.

The beads were twelve Small Thousand Worlds, while the great cosmos was the Middle Thousand Void.

By wielding the River Map, he could move the Donghua Heavenly Court to any celestial location marked upon it.

Combining this with the map provided by Xii Jing, he pinpointed Shaoyang's position.

Channeling mana, the River Map Robe shone with blinding brilliance, and the Donghua Heavenly Court quietly vanished from this expanse of stars.

"West Queen Mother Heavenly Court, here I come," Song Lin thought to himself.

The West Queen Mother Heavenly Court, having endured since the ancient era, must possess innumerable secrets from that time.

In the past, their meetings had always taken place in fictional realms.

Now, the moment had come when illusion met reality, and past melded with future.

Song Lin eagerly anticipated their encounter.

As the Donghua Heavenly Court withdrew, it wasn't long before boundless darkness engulfed the area, filled with clawing ghosts and gods.

The Emperor of the Netherworld stared at the now-empty stretch of sky, his heart smoldering with a rage that had nowhere to go.

"The River Map and Luo Writing…"

The Emperor of the Netherworld muttered to himself, realizing the magnitude of the task ahead.

Since the dawn of the Great Thousand World, there had been only a scant number of Innate Pure Yang Treasures—perhaps no more than a dozen.

And the River Map and Luo Writing were undoubtedly among the most significant.

The River Map represented space, while the Luo Writing symbolized time.

The River Map bore the Cycle of Celestial Stars Formation and the mysteries of the Great Dao, enabling teleportation across the cosmos. Even tracking it would require great effort.

The Luo Writing traced the threads of time and space—a reflection of the Great Thousand World's river of years, making any given moment accessible.

Possessing the River Map was equivalent to wielding a formidable amulet and teleportation array; possessing the Luo Writing was to hold the key to all opportunities within the Great Thousand World.

He was certain the mysterious Heavenly Court now possessed both the River Map and the Luo Writing.

Otherwise, they could never have fled so quickly.

"Investigate. Investigate thoroughly. I want to know the origins of this Heavenly Court," he commanded.

Soon, the Netherworld began combing the four corners, searching for any trace of the Donghua Heavenly Court.

Although this court had fled, he refused to believe it hadn't left behind any clues—surely, there must be some traces.

Within the Netherworld were many spirits slain by the Donghua Heavenly Court but who had not yet been fully annihilated.

Through these ghosts, the Emperor of the Netherworld pieced together the true image of the Donghua Heavenly Court from various angles.

"Donghua Taoist Temple… Eastern King… Song Lin… A Heavenly Court that rose from obscurity over thousands of years…"

The Emperor of the Netherworld's pupils contracted as he gazed up at the heavens, a flash of realization crossing his face.

"So it's you…"