Cross-push eternal life, starting from the power of the gods to suppress the prison

According to the ancient Taoist scriptures of the Taiyi Sect, in the ancient times, when the alchemy world was at its peak, in addition to the master, Shatan Tianjun, there were five other Tianjuns who were transformed from the divine elixir of creation under his command. Their power was so strong that they ranked among the best in the countless alien worlds.

Yang Xuanzhen had only collected Wuwang Tianjun now, and the bodies of the other four Tianjuns and the Lord of the Dan Realm were still to be obtained. So he swept his eyes around and began searching in the Dan Realm again.

In his eyes, the entire Dan world was oval in shape, like a giant egg, suspended in the vast turbulence of the void, like a drop in the ocean.

Outside the Dan Realm are layers of thick crystal walls that are forever expanding outward, as well as densely packed ancient Alsophila trees that act like guards. They are so terribly strong that not even the Heavenly Sovereign can destroy them.

There are also countless parallel worlds in the Dan Realm, and in these many parallel worlds there are infinite and boundless heavens and myriad worlds... They are infinitely superimposed, cyclical, and never-ending. It is extremely difficult for ordinary people to find things here.

But Yang Xuanzhen's cultivation level is so high that wherever his eyes go, the past, present and future are all visible. All the laws and dimensions are like nothing, and fate and cause and effect must also bow to them.

In his sight, all the worlds ceased to exist, and he could see the source of everything, which was an ancient golden tomb.

The Golden Ancient Tomb is majestic and towering, like a divine peak piercing the sky, trying to compete with the sky for height.

In front of the tomb stood a golden tombstone, like a square sun, with golden light shining through the ages, awe-inspiring and inviolable. On it was written a line of murderous characters: "The Tomb of the Lord of the Pill Realm. Anyone who trespasses will be killed, killed, killed, killed, killed, killed, killed!"

"Is that it?"

Yang Xuanzhen looked at the golden tombstone quietly, nodded slightly, and was about to go there, but suddenly his expression changed and he stopped.

He turned around, with a smile in his eyes, and looked quietly at the entrance to the Dan Realm where he came from, like a hunter waiting for his prey to fall into his trap.

The next moment, a middle-aged Confucian scholar rushed in from the entrance of the Dan Realm, and the breath of death he brought with him filled the universe, as if a torrent of fate was washing over the entire Dan Realm.

This middle-aged Confucian scholar was naturally the Lord of Death brought by Meng Shaobai.

There are many Heavenly Lords in the Holy Land of Truth, such as Fallen Heavenly Lord, Easy Heavenly Lord, Imperial Prison Heavenly Lord, Morality Heavenly Lord... and so on. The number is no less than that of the former Heavenly Court.

Today it is even worse.

But the Lord of Death is undoubtedly one of the best among the many Lords of the Holy Land of Truth. He has gone through four eras and is well-known in all the heavens and worlds.

"Ok?"

As soon as Lord Death entered the Dan Realm, he saw Yang Xuanzhen standing there alone, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Didn’t Hua Tian say that the Lord of the Dharma Realm and other Heavenly Lords had entered the Dan Realm to hunt down Yang Xuanzhen? Why was Yang Xuanzhen the only one here? Where were the others?

Moreover, there were no signs of major battles among powerful individuals in the entire Dan world.

what is the problem?

Could it be that what Hua Tiandu said just now was false, and he was lying to him in order to achieve some ulterior motive?

"Lord of Death, now that you are here, let's make peace with you."

Just when the Lord of Death was full of doubts, Yang Xuanzhen spoke with a smile, seemingly comforting the Lord of Death, but his tone sounded like a death sentence.

At the same time, his thought moved, and the door to the Dan Realm behind the Lord of Death shook, and with a "bang", it closed directly.

Billions of seals on the portal flashed and closed tightly, making it impossible for anyone to get out.

"What are you going to do?"

Lord Death's face darkened and he questioned Yang Xuanzhen, also becoming alert.

The portal to the Dan Realm is extremely strong, and there is a seal on it that was set up by the Heavenly Monarch Shatan with his life. Even with his level of cultivation, it is impossible to break it.

"Of course, it's like closing the door and beating the dog."

Yang Xuanzhen was still smiling. The Sky Burial Coffin appeared between his hands. He walked with the steps of a dragon and a tiger, ignoring the distance of space and time. He went straight to the front of the Lord of Death, swung the coffin and smashed it on the head of the Lord of Death.

"How dare you! Originally we had no grudges against each other, but you killed many gods of my Holy Land of Truth, as well as Xie Liuguang and Yixin. Now you are so shameless and you should be killed!"

The Lord of Death was furious, his eyes became cold and piercing, and he was filled with unparalleled murderous intent.

As soon as he entered the Dan Realm, before he even understood the situation inside, Yang Xuanzhen closed the portal to the Dan Realm in an attempt to trap him. How hateful!

What’s even more hateful is that Yang Xuanzhen actually dared to attack him. Did he think that he was just a low-level person like Huangfu Bian and Miao Li Tianjun, and that as long as he was trapped in the Dan Realm, he could easily fight against him or even kill him?

Totally wrong!
He is the Lord of Death, a great being who has remained undefeated throughout four chaotic eras. How could he be afraid of a mere junior?
Anyone who dared to look down on him was dead, and Yang Xuanzhen was no exception.

Now he was going to make Yang Xuanzhen trap himself, snatch the Sky Burial Coffin from him, and then obtain the Instant Key that he relied on to control the portal to the Dan Realm, thus resolving the predicament in his hands.

Dangdang Dangdang!
The Lord of Death moved, his feet stepping on many dimensions, standing upright, his hands changing continuously, his ten fingers moving in sequence, like an ancient immortal king playing a guqin. A song of death reaping lives flowed out from it, with twists and turns, turning into scarlet silk threads, entwining around the sky burial coffin, as if to cleanse the coffin of all sins and filth.

Boom!

Yang Xuanzhen remained unmoved, allowing the scarlet silk thread shot out by the Lord of Death to wrap around the Sky Burial Coffin. He just shook his arms, and a shocking roar was heard, causing the entire Dan world to tremble. The endless blood thread was directly broken and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Then the Sky Burial Coffin continued to move forward, the vermilion coffin lid opened, and it continued to press down with an overbearing momentum that would last forever.

"what?"

Seeing that his special move had failed, the Lord of Death's pupils contracted violently and he was shocked and horrified.

He didn't understand why Yang Xuanzhen was so powerful, but he didn't dare to be negligent at all and quickly withdrew.

Unfortunately, the Lord of Death was too confident before, and was too shocked after being defeated by Yang Xuanzhen's killing move. He was half a beat slow and was covered by the Sky Burial Coffin and put into the coffin.

With a bang, the coffin lid closed.

Yang Xuanzhen immediately activated the many formations in the coffin, causing a sea of ​​blood to surge out from the coffin walls, washing away the Lord of Death inside the coffin.

This is a big fish. If it is refined, the life essence obtained will be no less than that obtained by refining the Lord of the Dharma Realm before.

"Yang Xuanzhen, don't go too far, let me out immediately! If anything happens to me, it will definitely alert the Morality Lord of the Holy Land of Truth, who will come to trouble you personally, and you will be in big trouble!"

The roar of the Lord of Death was heard from within the Sky Burial Coffin, accompanied by a series of deafening "clang clang clang" sounds. It was obvious that the Lord of Death was struggling hard and bombarding the Sky Burial Coffin, trying to trap the dragon and ascend to heaven.

"What a waste of effort." Yang Xuanzhen said these four words lightly, and then ignored the Lord of Death in the coffin. He allowed the other party to bombard the coffin lid and roar continuously without responding.

He controlled the formation diagram inside the Sky Burial Coffin, and used the power of burying the heavens to erase the body and will of the Lord of Death.

The Lord of Death is extremely powerful, and the essence of his life is not as simple as an incarnation condensed by the Lord of the Dharma Realm. It is much more difficult to refine. Even if an ordinary Lord of Death can defeat him, it is almost impossible to kill him.

Even if the Five Decays of Heaven and Earth were to come and the world began to fall apart, it would not be able to shake the Lord of Death.

But how terrifying is the sky burial coffin?
According to a secret that has been passed down in the fairy world since ancient times, the Fairy King Creation once forged three treasures that shocked the world and made the gods and ghosts weep.

As everyone knows, the first one is the treasure of the thirty-three heavens, which is a magical artifact of creation.

The second item is called the Gate of Creation, which is a divine object in the heavens. The heaven above the Hundred Thousand States evolved from the Gate of Creation.

And the third item is the sky burial coffin in Yang Xuanzhen’s hand!
According to legend, this is the coffin that the Immortal King of Creation made so that he could be buried with all the living beings in the heavens after his death. It is more than enough to destroy a Lord of Death.

After a while, the bombardment sounds inside the Sky Burial Coffin became smaller and smaller, and the roar of the Lord of Death became weaker and weaker. He kept begging Yang Xuanzhen to let him go, saying how hard it was for him to practice for four Chaos epochs.

Yang Xuanzhen just sneered and shook his head.

It makes it seem like practicing is easy for anyone.

Being a human being, who hasn't gone through countless hardships and dangers, crossed mountains of corpses and seas of blood, put his head on the belt again and again to fight, plunder, and manage with others... and only then has he cultivated himself bit by bit with his own hands?
It is not easy for you, Lord of Death, to practice for four epochs. Is it easy for me, Yang Xuanzhen, to practice?
"Hua Tiandu, you are the cancer of the immortal world. You have caused my death. I, the Lord of Death, will never forgive you! I curse you to be imprisoned in a dog cage and defiled day and night! I curse you to be killed by Yang Xuanzhen in the same way in the near future..."

Inside the Sky Burial Coffin, seeing that Yang Xuanzhen was not willing to let him go no matter what he said, Lord Death became completely desperate, and finally let out a shrill roar of hatred that shook the entire Alchemy Realm.

Even Linglong Xianzun, Tai Qingtian, Mi Bao, and Dong Lingfei who were cultivating in the Pure Land of Gods heard the roar of Lord Death and they all laughed so hard that they were shaking with laughter.

"It seems that I need Hua Tiandu to help me recruit more people in the future..."

Yang Xuanzhen also had a strange look in his eyes as he looked into the Sky Burial Coffin. The Lord of Death inside had disappeared, leaving only a piece of black skin and a pool of blood and flesh essence.

Now the title of Lord of Death is truly worthy of the name.

He opened the coffin lid, sucked the blood and flesh essence of the Lord of Death into his sleeves, and refined it with holy fire.

He also took away the black man's skin and stored it in the Pure Land of the Gods. When he returned to Taiyi Sect, he could give it as a reward to the Black Prison Master who had just made a great contribution.

After all, this is the skin of the Lord of Death, and its defensive effect must be rare in the world. I believe that when Master Black Prison wears this skin, no one below the Lord of Death can beat him.

Crackling!

While Yang Xuanzhen was thinking this, the particles in his body were constantly awakening, and soon the number reached 1.65 billion, bringing his realm to the middle stage of Yuanxian. He was only a little bit away from reaching the late stage.

He was in a good mood. He waved his sleeves to put away the sky burial coffin, clapped his hands, and walked to the ancient golden tomb he had seen earlier.

In front of the tomb is a golden stele, and behind the stele is a dark cave entrance. A pure elixir energy forms clouds and floats out of it.

Yang Xuanzhen stepped into the cave.

Time and space changed, and what came into view was a vast hall. In the hall, there were rows of crystal-colored stone pillars, pure and transparent. Inside the stone pillars were sealed powerful magic weapons, which flickered like fireworks. Each one was no less powerful than the Spear of Judgment, but they were of no use to him, but he could take them back to arm the disciples of Taiyi Sect.

In addition, there are rows of shelves surrounding the main hall, on which are placed many crystal boxes, which contain elixirs that surpass the holy items, which are inferior elixirs of creation.

The Creation Pill is equivalent to the Heavenly Lord, while the inferior Creation Pill is equivalent to a pill that can help one fail in the catastrophe but not cause death.

It is more difficult for a holy elixir to be promoted to a divine elixir of creation than for a strong man with the same lifespan as heaven and earth to be promoted to a heavenly monarch, so there are a lot of failed elixirs.

After failing to survive the tribulation, most of the holy elixirs would turn to ashes, but a few powerful elixirs who were as powerful as the Red Sea Demon Lord would be able to save their lives.

"Take these pills and refine them to prepare for your ascension to the Heavenly Monarch realm."

Yang Xuanzhen easily broke the restrictions in the hall, uprooted the powerful pills on the shelf and the magic weapons in the crystal column, and put them into the Pure Land of the Gods for the four women to refine.

"My husband, have you entered the tomb of the Lord of the Pill Realm? There are so many inferior divine pills. As long as we refine these divine pills, our strength will be further improved."

"In a few days, my husband will probably consecrate us to become Heavenly Sovereigns. What Heavenly Sovereign should I call him then?"

The women in the Pure Land of the Gods were all smiling happily. They were collecting the pills and chattering about something.

However, Immortal Linglong was still in a complicated mood. Being in Yang Xuanzhen's Pure Land of Gods, she had thoroughly witnessed how terrifying the other party's cultivation speed and methods were.

In just a few days, Yang Xuanzhen has reached the cultivation level equivalent to that of a Heavenly Sovereign of four epochs. If a few more days pass, wouldn't it be more than ten epochs?
Even after ten days or half a month, Yang Xuanzhen will be able to compete with the Immortal King?

Once Yang Xuanzhen becomes the Immortal King, she, Tai Qingtian and others will all rise to heaven.

It seems that she doesn't need to practice on her own, because there is no point in practicing on her own if she follows Yang Xuanzhen.

When he thought of this, Immortal Linglong felt a surge of regret in his heart. Why didn't he go directly to the Ten Thousand Continents to find Yang Xuanzhen and give all the treasures inside to him when he ascended to the immortal world and obtained the Hongmeng Palace?

As long as the treasure is given to Yang Xuanzhen, Yang Xuanzhen will be able to reach a level comparable to that of a Heavenly Lord in just a few days, and he might even have become an Immortal King now.

And she is the Immortal King’s wife!

While Immortal Linglong was daydreaming, Yang Xuanzhen had already passed through the hall and arrived at the end of the tomb.

There was nothing else here except six thrones placed side by side. One of the thrones was empty, and on the rest of the thrones there was a set of clothes sitting.

Yes, there are no remaining bodies of the Danjie Heavenly Kings here, only five sets of cenotaphs.

But Yang Xuanzhen was not disappointed, and there was a glimmer of joy in his eyes.

Because the clothes on one of the thrones were a set of emperor's robes, emitting extremely powerful auras, and it was obviously a divine object from the heavens.

On the throne where the emperor's robe was placed, there were lines of writing, each stroke was full of momentum: "The lucky one who got the key of the moment, come to my robe and kowtow a hundred thousand times, then you will be my disciple, inherit my legacy, and master the alchemy world. If you are disrespectful to my robe and don't kowtow sincerely, you can only be buried with me in this tomb! Lucky one, I, the master of the alchemy world, will grant you two paths. Live and get a great opportunity! Die and fall into reincarnation forever!"

The signature is a strange rune that seems to be able to connect heaven and earth and suppress everything. (End of this chapter)