Heaven-Defying Rebel Sage-Chapter 53 - The Dragon Emerges from the Luo River
Chapter 53: Chapter 53: The Dragon Emerges from the Luo River with the River Map
Chapter 53 -53: The Dragon Emerges from the Luo River with the River Map
Wukong couldn’t help but feel jubilant after his escape, thinking to himself, “That Shen Gongbao’s ‘fellow Taoist, please halt’ must have doomed many, yet having heard his words, I managed to survive – it’s as though I’ve broken the curse! Haha, haha…” However, his heart sank again as he thought, “My entanglement with Xuan Ming is deep, and I haven’t found Zixia in the Reincarnation World. I’m afraid she might truly be gone.”
With a heavy heart, he suddenly felt moisture in his eyes – it was tears.
Wukong took a deep breath, reined in his sorrow, and headed toward the forty-nine-step staircase of the Southern Ridge Demon Mountain.
The Extermination Immortal Sword had been taken away by the Tong Tian Sect Master, and although Wukong was somewhat dissatisfied, he was fortunate to have grasped the path of slaughter from the sword, which was a lucky break. Saints really lack righteousness, specializing in the act of abandoning their benefactors after use.
The forty-nine-step staircase had become the Demon Tribe’s proving ground, with many of its elite coming there to test themselves.
Hong Hai’er was still sitting in meditation at the top of the staircase; after all, it was a place no one else could reach. He was swallowing the Samadhi True Fire, with the Corratec Purple Fire circling nearby, as if intent on merging the two into one. If these two flames were to combine, the power would be unimaginable. Moreover, before Wukong left, he gave Hong Hai’er a Heavenly Emperor’s imprint, allowing him to freely control the restrictions placed upon the forty-nine-step staircase. Despite being at the very top, he was still subjected to the pressure of three hundred thousand jin.
Wukong observed from the sidelines for a while, then left alone without drawing any attention.
No sooner had he left Heaven Pillar Mountain than he heard a thunderous roar nearby, quickly followed by thousands of golden rays piercing the sky!
“What is that?”
Wukong was shocked and immediately saw a golden Five-Clawed Divine Dragon soaring into the sky, carrying a vast tray on its back. The tray had distinct patterns, enigmatic and mysterious, with ancient characters emitting a hazy glow. It seemed to possess an incredibly formidable suppressive force that even the dragon could not ascend beyond the mid-air.
“My heavens, that’s the River Map and Luo Book of the Heavenly Emperor! There was once a prophecy among the ancestors of the Demon Tribe that ‘the dragon emerges from Luo waters, bearing the River Map’!”
Some of the elder demons shouted excitedly, seemingly understanding what it represented.
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In an ancient battle, the Heavenly Emperor Di Jun rallied the elite demons to fight on all fronts, with the Nine Dragons pulling his chariot, reigning supreme. After his defeat, many of the Heavenly Emperor’s magical treasures disappeared, including the River Map and Luo Book. The prophecy left by the demons was: “The dragon emerges from Luo waters, bearing the River Map!” This place was the Luo River; the emergence of the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon from the Luo River, carrying the tray on its back, could only be the River Map and Luo Book, right?
Legend has it that the River Map and Luo Book were crafted during the Ancient Times by Fuxi, the Holy Emperor of the human race, teeming with unlimited creation and endless mysteries!
Ancient Times were not the earliest era; the oldest era was the Ancient Times… Back then, Di Jun was born alongside the sun, and after achieving enlightenment, he secluded himself at the core of the sun to comprehend the mysteries of Heavenly Dao. Later, a Heavenly Dao Saint named Nuwa emerged, the progenitor of the human race. Subsequently, the sky collapsed for an unknown reason, Chaos Qi overflowed, and Nuwa borrowed the Qiankun Cauldron from the Great Dao Sage Hong Jun to refine the Five-Colored Stone, eventually mending the sky. However, this led to Nuwa’s demise, along with her death the Holy Emperor Fuxi also perished.
This is a very ancient legend, practically impossible to verify unless one could drag out the Three Pure Ones for a clear answer.
But now, with the dragon emerging from Luo waters, bearing the River Map, it was possible to verify that the Holy Emperor Fuxi truly existed and was not a fabricated tale.
“The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, the sovereign of the Dragon Clan! Could this Five-Clawed Golden Dragon be one of the Nine Dragons that pulled the Heavenly Emperor’s carriage back then?” An elder from the Dragon Clan roared as he flew towards the Luo River.
Wukong, not wanting to be left behind but also unwilling to be the first to expose himself, leapt into a somersault, casually following behind others.
The entire Southern Ridge Demon Mountain was in a fervor, as countless mighty beings converged beside the Luo River to witness the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon and the River Map and Luo Book.
The River Map and Luo Book were a single tray which the dragon’s back supported. It seemed to be bound by an inexplicable restriction and could not leave a radius of ten zhang from the Luo River. Therefore, the dragon could only struggle mightily in the air. This Five-Clawed Golden Dragon had to be at least a formidable Daluo Golden Immortal, yet it couldn’t break free from the restriction!
Di Lin, the Crown Prince of the Golden Crow Clan, ascended into the void in one step, unleashing his mana, and concentrated the power of the sun into a massive palm, attempting to grab the River Map and Luo Book!
The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon did not obstruct him, but as the River Map and Luo Book shone brightly, they repelled Di Lin dozens of li away.
“This book contains the key to creation; it must be seized.”
A divine sense entered Wukong’s mind, its source unknown. Upon looking around, he saw an impressive figure atop the forty-nine-step staircase, none other than a divine thought left by the Heavenly Emperor Di Jun!
Wukong was startled and thought, “The key to creation? Creation… Could it be that obtaining the River Map and Luo Book would allow one to create a world?”
Di Jun communicated, “In ancient times, the Saint of the human race, Fuxi, arranged the Eight Trigrams in the void, predicting the past and future. He foresaw something and thus left the River Map and Luo Book for the destined one. This River Map and Luo Book is not only an immensely powerful magical treasure, but it is also said to contain the secrets of creation… Fuxi, the Holy Emperor, had mastered the mysterious art of divination and cultivation to the extreme. What he deduced cannot be disbelieved.”
Wukong asked, “Did the Heavenly Emperor perceive anything from it in the past?”
Di Jun replied, “I am but a mere vestige of thought, and my knowledge is limited, but I remember this matter clearly. It seems that my past self had plans for it. This River Map and Luo Book is of utmost importance; you must find a way to obtain it.”
Having said those words, Di Jun’s residual thoughts had already vanished into the forty-nine layer stairway.
Wukong couldn’t help but ponder; in the Ancient Times, it was an era unknown to humankind, a desolate age. Many great beings had not yet achieved their Dao, even Di Jun was still in closed-door cultivation, thoroughly comprehending his own Great Dao… Fuxi, the Holy Emperor, arranged the Eight Trigrams in the void, deducing the past and future as if he knew something, hence pouring his heart out to leave behind the River Map and Luo Book. Later, when the sky shattered, Nuwa borrowed the Great Dao Sage’s Qiankun Cauldron to refine the Five-Colored Stone to mend the sky, an act of boundless merit. Yet she unexpectedly perished from it, and even Fuxi, the Holy Emperor, disappeared without a trace around that time, so sudden!
During the Ancient Times, there were only three Sages. The first was Hong Jun, who carried the merit of opening the heavens and achieved the state of Great Dao Sage. The second was the first to become the Heavenly Dao Saint after the opening of heaven and earth, Di Jun. And the third was Nuwa, the ancestor of the Human Race.
Something unimaginable must have happened during those obscure Ancient Times, so much so that even the Saints remained silent about it.
There were still a few who attempted to take the River Map and Luo Book, yet all were repelled by the golden light it emitted, flung away in defeat.
Wukong spotted Di Lin and grabbed him, saying, “What a coincidence!”
Di Lin was taken aback and then smiled, replying, “Brother Daoist, it seems you’re quite timely yourself.”
Wukong asked, “Is this the River Map and Luo Book that was once controlled by the Heavenly Emperor?”
Di Lin answered, “It seems to be, yes. The forebears of the Demon Tribe passed down a prophecy, ‘The dragon emerges from Luo River, bearing the River Map on its back.’ Looking at this scene, there can be no doubt.”
Wukong inquired, “Why don’t you take it?”
Di Lin, however, said, “This River Map and Luo Book were created by Fuxi, the Holy Emperor of the ancient Human Race. It is said to record the lifespans and existences of all beings within and beyond the Three Realms… This River Map and Luo Book, it’s something that concerns the fate of the Three Realms.”
Wukong leapt up, stepping on the void, and reached the back of the Golden Dragon without being repelled by the River Map and Luo Book.
“Plant the Golden Lotus to create the world!”
Wukong could barely recognize these six ancient characters on the River Map and Luo Book, but was somewhat confused. What did this mean? Clearly, every word left on the River Map by Fuxi, the Holy Emperor, was extremely useful; these six would definitely hold a special significance. With this in mind, he ceased to ponder further and reached out to seize the River Map and Luo Book.
It seems the River Map and Luo Book were fated to be his, transforming into a beam of golden light and flying upwards, only palm-sized, about to land in his palm.
Suddenly, a cold, chilling wind blew, freezing to the bone!
Next, a streak of black light aimed straight for Wukong’s face. In a great shock, Wukong swept his World-Cleansing Dust Whisk to block most of it, but the remaining force still struck his chest, sending him flying backward, coughing up blood, seriously wounded! Wukong’s body had been specially tempered, and for such an easy strike to wound him severely, who could the attacker be?
“It’s a demon of the Demon Abyss from the Northern Region!”
An elder of the Demon Tribe shouted sharply, and the crowd immediately descended into chaos, scattering as if all knew the terror of the Demon Abyss of the Northern Region.
The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon roared with anger, “You dare to desecrate the majesty of the Heavenly Emperor, seizing by force?!”
A mass of black clouds floated over, revealing a black-robed Taoist shrouded within, who said disdainfully, “Humph! If not for the restrictions set by Di Jun, I would have snatched it long ago.”
The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, enraged, spat out a burst of lightning, hurling a gigantic mountain-sized thunderball, thundering forth, potentially powerful enough to level thousands of miles to the ground! However, the black-robed Taoist remained unmoved, lightly flicking a finger and with a glint of black light, incredibly froze the thunderball in midair.
“Such profound Mana!”
The Golden Dragon inwardly marveled, not wishing to sacrifice its life for this affair, and turned to dive into the Luo River, but just then the black-robed man flicked his finger, sending the thunderball smashing down, hitting the Golden Dragon’s back, and instantly exploded! The Dragon Clan’s flesh was incredibly resilient, but following the impact of the thunderball, scales flew everywhere, blood rained down, and flesh tore open…
The Golden Dragon cried in pain from the black-robed Taoist’s assault, plunging deep into the river, and after a few dives, disappeared without a trace, leaving only the palm-sized River Map and Luo Book floating in the sky.
Wukong felt a demonic Qi swirling in his body, and immediately had the Heaven-Defying Taoist within him fully refine this demonic Qi. Then, the Hongmeng Purple Qi circulated, swallowing it entirely.
“This person is incredibly formidable. That Five-Clawed Golden Dragon has a cultivation level nearly that of a Daluo Golden Immortal and couldn’t withstand a single blow! This person might very well have the Cultivation Level of a Sect Founder…” Wukong thought to himself, not daring to be reckless. If he had the Extermination Immortal Sword in hand, he could have put up a good fight. He concealed his form and fled to a hundred miles away.
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