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

"Kill!!"

Amid the void, a towering Great Demon of eighty million zhang led countless Taoist Soldiers against the boundless hordes of ghosts in the darkness.

Though the demon's form was monstrous, its violet eyes gleamed with sharp wit, emitting an aura of mighty righteousness.

This was a demon possessing both Taoist nature and demonic essence.

This was Marshal of the Heavenly Canopy, the foremost Great Demon of the Six Palaces of the Heavenly Court.

With cultivation at the True Immortal Peak, it bore the strongest combat power across the Three Realms.

Besides, there was General Black Evil and Tianyou.

As well as the current Heavenly Court Master, Emperor Zhenwu.

None of them were Golden Immortals; even Zhenwu, who possessed the combat strength of a Golden Immortal, was only at the True Immortal Peak.

Yet they faced a Golden Immortal.

Above the sky loomed eight massive and pitch-black dharma images.

Clouds, yellow earth, sun and moon, Yin Yang, weapons, and the Four Seasons.

These were the Eight Lords of Qi Land from the ancient myth.

Among them, the Heavenly Lord was a Golden Immortal.

Now corrupted by the Netherworld, they attacked Emperor Zhenwu and others.

The four struggled greatly, with virtually no way to counter.

Though hailed as the Four Saints of the North Pole, the strongest beneath Golden Immortals,

the chasm of their realms was unbreachable, utterly insurmountable.

Furthermore, the Heavenly Lord was intangible and elusive, fully integrated into everything, controlling all.

They couldn't even pinpoint the Heavenly Lord's true form and could only endure passively.

The Four Saints of the North Pole faced off against the Eight Lords, while the remaining Immortals and Great Demons battled the Eight Lords' subordinates.

The Heavenly Court was decimated; the South Heavenly Gate lay in ruins, and vast swathes of erstwhile magnificent palaces crumbled.

"I'll cover the retreat; you all leave!"

Emperor Zhenwu slashed apart a descending giant mountain with the Zhenwu Sword and turned to address the others.

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

"No, Your Majesty, let us cover the retreat instead. The Heavenly Court's last hope rests upon you!"

Emperor Zhenwu, the final Heavenly Emperor of the Jade Emperor Heavenly Court, also known as Xuantian God, bore the responsibility of rebuilding the Heavenly Court.

The generals would rather sacrifice themselves than allow Xuantian God to die for their sake.

"Cut the nonsense! Leave when I tell you to leave!"

At that moment, a wave of oppressive power surged forth.

Suddenly, a figure appeared mid-air.

Dressed in white robes and a white crown, with dual-pupiled eyes, this person radiated a world-shaking presence.

This was none other than the Heavenly Lord.

"Since you refuse to leave, then none of you shall leave."

The Heavenly Lord extended a palm, covering infinite void as it pressed downward upon the crowd.

The Eight Lords merged into one, their combined power capable of reshaping heaven and earth.

The dharma bodies of the Four Saints of the North Pole crumbled instantly.

As death loomed over everyone,

a white light manifested from nothing, then enveloped the entire world.

Song Lin descended into the world, holding the Bright Treasure Wheel and draped in the River Map and Luo Shu.

"Master!!"

Zhenwu exclaimed in shock.

Master had returned!

Boom!

The Bright Treasure Wheel and the infinite Star Sea formed an immense barrier, blocking the descending giant palm imprint.

Song Lin wasted no words, his River Map again glowing brightly.

Amidst the starry sky, three hundred sixty-five star positions shone most dazzlingly.

"Quick, get into the formation!"

Song Lin urged the crowd.

Zhenwu understood immediately and looked toward the rubble of the Heavenly Court at the remaining Immortals.

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

Whoosh!

The Immortals stepped forward.

Zhenwu waved a massive hand, transforming the group into streaks of light that sped into the Array Eye.

Other stars beyond the three hundred sixty-five primary ones were filled where possible, the more, the better.

In an instant, tens of thousands of Immortals and a hundred billion Taoist Soldiers filled the formation.

The strongest Cycle of Celestial Stars Formation in history was forged.

Emperor Zhenwu sat at the center, while Song Lin controlled the array, condensing it into a radiant Star Sword.

This was a sword harnessing the entire universe's power.

Boom!

The divine sword struck down upon the Heavenly Lord's palm.

Song Lin then disregarded his own safety, charging forward, determined to shatter the Golden Immortal myth.

Under immense pressure, Song Lin's dharma body gradually shattered, his dantian destroyed, his mana completely lost.

Standing before the dual-pupiled figure, only his divine sword remained as his soul dissipated.

"Haha, so that's all… After all, you're no Golden Immortal!" The Heavenly Lord sneered coldly.

But in the next instant, the Heavenly Lord froze.

Song Lin revived once again, catching him off guard as the Star Sword slashed into the Heavenly Lord's dharma body.

It seemed as though the power of the Great Thousand Universe surged to strengthen him.

Boom!

The Heavenly Lord couldn't withstand it; his dharma body exploded instantly.

His form and soul perished, scattering energy that blasted surrounding starspace into Chaos.

Song Lin's body shattered and resurrected repeatedly, cycling through destruction and regeneration billions of times.

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

The River Map and Luo Shu could also reverse time and space; unless annihilated in an instant beyond his ability to react, he was invincible.

This marked Song Lin's first Golden Immortal kill.

From this, he gained significant insights.

Golden Immortals, allegedly immortal, merely relied on the Great Thousand Universe for survival.

Golden Immortal harmonization with the Great Dao meant becoming a part of the Great Thousand World.

Death for a Golden Immortal simply translated to ultimate integration into the Great Thousand World.

Thus, this path was inherently a trap.

Reaching its end meant inevitable demise.

After destroying the Heavenly Lord, he slew the others in merely a few strikes.

With the True Martial Heavenly Court finally secure,

Song Lin waved his hand to release everyone.

"Greetings, Master!"

The Four Saints of the North Pole stepped forward to pay respects.

"Explain—what happened to the Jade Emperor and Tathagata?"

Back then, Song Lin had sent the Jade Emperor and Buddha into retreat for ten thousand years before transcending the world himself.

"They achieved Harmonization."

Zhenwu began recounting softly.

Ten thousand years of confinement wore away their hostility, and by chance, they entered the Golden Immortal realm.

The Three Realms stabilized. Countless years passed thereafter.

Endless darkness engulfed the Three Realms.

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

The Buddha attained Nirvana, consumed by the darkness.

Next was the Jade Emperor, who, before his demise, entrusted his position to Zhenwu.

Since then, the endless escape began.

They had fled countless years before encountering Song Lin.

Compared to others, they were lucky; the entire Buddha Country had been obliterated.

"Master, how did you find us?"

"The River Map and Luo Shu."

Song Lin briefly explained the functions of the River Map and Luo Shu, leaving the crowd marveling—it truly was a Divine Artifact.

"In that case, can we use it to reach the Three Pure Heavens and find the Three Pure Ones?"

"Are the Three Pure Ones still alive?"

"Uncertain. Taiyi is missing, Emperor Jun is missing, only the Ancient Gods might have survived."

"The Three Pure Heavens transcend the Three Realms, beyond the Five Elements, independent of time and space. Rumor has it, it's the last sanctuary of the Ten Thousand Realms; perhaps the River Map and Luo Shu can guide us."

"Very well."

Song Lin pondered briefly and ultimately decided to proceed to the Three Pure Heavens first.

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

Perhaps the Three Pure Ones held the answers to why the Great Thousand World had fallen into such a state.

The Emperor of Netherworld could not be a simple Underworld Emperor, having devoured even the Jade Emperor and Buddha.

Solving this mystery would give Song Lin confidence to confront him.

Moreover, the Three Pure Ones each had unique strengths; this was an opportunity to gain greater insights into the Primordial Chaos Golden Core Dao.