Starting Cultivation During a Trip-Chapter 175 - 120: Daoist Sects, Immortal Families! Searching for Evil Gods (2)
Rumble...
At this moment, a violent noise came from outside the hall, accompanied by a sinister and eerie atmosphere.
"Demonic energy!?"
"How dare you, vile creature, to cause trouble in the Observatory of Profound Mystery!?"
The crowd was taken aback, never expecting that despite the congregation of experts tonight to request the Seal Refining God, there would still be demons daring to disturb, utterly reckless.
"Shi Shougong? It's his aura..."
Sui Chunsheng and Zhan Xinyue exchanged glances, sensing that this surging demonic energy was all too familiar, unmistakably that of Shi Shougong, who had ambushed them that night.
"Besides him... there is another demonic aura, seemingly even more powerful." Jiang Hu furrowed his brow and said somberly.
"Thank you, Friend Hua."
Master Xuanji's expression remained unchanged, as if everything was within expectation. Requesting the Seal Refining God was no ordinary feat; how could it go smoothly without any tribulation?
"Eliminate demons and uphold the Dao, our duty!"
Hua Yixun nodded, stepping out into a swirling gust of wind, exiting the hall. Simultaneously, several experts from the Observatory of Profound Mystery also followed and pursued outside.
Zhang Fan remained calm, sensing that the two strands of demonic energy outside the hall scattered in different directions without delay, fleeing immediately.
Rumble...
At this moment, an ancient earth jar on the magic altar suddenly began to tremble violently, with cracks appearing on its surface. An indescribable and terrifying aura seemed ready to break out, as if something was about to emerge from within.
Buzz...
At this moment, Master Xuanji formed seals with his hands, stepped on the Celestial Gang, and muttered incantations...
One high chant of the heavenly name, summoned the Seal to manifest Mighty Spirit.
The surface of the ancient Golden Seal seemed to grow increasingly condensed in luster. If observed through the Primordial Spirit, dazzling golden light would be seen emanating, like a spring of water continuously pouring into the old earth jar.
Rumble...
At this moment, a strange fluctuation arose and vanished within the hall.
"This is..."
Zhang Fan was shocked, feeling his Primordial Spirit emerge and arrive in a mysterious realm, before him were towering mountains, idle clouds drifting, and the distant cries of white cranes.
"Outer scenery!?"
"Is this the outer scenery?"
"The Dragon and Tiger Seal is indeed unfathomable, managing to stir our Primordial Spirits into entering an illusion of outer scenery?"
At this moment, not only Zhang Fan, but also Gu Jingqiu, Jiang Hu, Sui Chunsheng, Zhan Xinyue... even Master Xuanji's Primordial Spirit was immersed in this strange outer scenery.
The Mighty Spirit Demon-Suppressing Gold Seal is a Dragon and Tiger Seal, incomparably profound, and excels at demon suppression.
What is a demon?
All forms perceived are mere illusions, transformed by Consciousness; if the heart is unperturbed, it sees as unseen, naturally extinguishing, no realm to become a demon.
If thoughts proliferate, great demons will arise.
"Here... is this Dragon Tiger Mountain?"
Amidst the misty fog, Master Xuanji gazed at the towering mountains before him, eyes dreamy, murmuring softly.
The Mighty Spirit Demon-Suppressing Gold Seal had been hidden in the Observatory of Profound Mystery for a century, yet such an event had never occurred, with outer scenery manifesting and the sudden appearance of Dragon and Tiger.
Clang... Clang... Clang...
At this moment, a series of melancholy bell tolls resounded, Primordial Spirit observations unveiled an ancient and dilapidated Daoist temple appearing amidst the hazy fog.
The temple was desolate and ruined, the door plaque collapsed, and on the divine altar within the palace was enshrined a Great Seal.
"The Mighty Spirit Demon-Suppressing Gold Seal!?"
The crowd was utterly shocked, the Golden Seal on the altar was extraordinarily massive, over three meters tall, yet completely petrified, dim and worn, with visible mottled cracks everywhere.
Clang... Clang... Clang... 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
The deafening tolls grew increasingly loud, reverberating across the heavens and earth, echoing through the mountains and rivers.
Suddenly, the altar's candle fire blazed brightly, though no incense had been ignited in the tripod furnace.
"The Seal manifests power, it shall receive incense."
At this moment, the hazy fog surged, a Primordial Spirit poised to emerge, muttering incantations, walking to the altar, picking up offering incense, and approaching the candle to ignite and worship.
"That's Gu Jingqiu... Gu Jingqiu from Lao Mountain, his aura pure and natural, subtly hiding the divine glow of the moon, exactly the Golden Toad Moon Gazing Technique of Lao Mountain."
Someone whispered, recognizing that Primordial Spirit.
At this moment, everyone was deeply ensnared in the outer scenery, their Primordial Spirits as if lost in misty fog, indistinct, unable to discern reality, yet able to recognize origins through aura.
Sigh...
Something peculiar occurred, Gu Jingqiu was unable to ignite the offering incense no matter what, the flickering flame seeming mere decoration.
"Incense extinguished... incense extinguished... is it possible we cannot light this incense, worship this Seal!?"
A Primordial Spirit leaped forth, picking up offering incense, approaching the candle to ignite.
"Let us try as well."
One by one, Primordial Spirits leaped forth, emulating the actions, all picking up offering incense, intending to ignite and worship.
However, the offering incense in hand seemed impossible to ignite, showing no reaction amidst the flame.
"Truly, the incense is extinguished..."
"The Dragon Tiger Mountain Zhang Family's incense line has ended... this Seal is destined to remain unworshipped, fading into the mortal world's red dust."
"This is fate, it is the divine will... the Dragon Tiger Zhang Family, soaring for two thousand years, finally becomes a requiem."
The crowd murmured softly, as if gaining insight, as though glimpsing the celestial secrets, everything seemingly preordained by fate.
Rumble...
At this moment, a severe trembling was heard from the altar, layers of stone shell peeled from the surface of the massive Golden Seal, myriad golden lights shot skyward, breaking through the old Daoist temple's dome, heading straight into the celestial mysteries.
"What... what is this!?"
"What is happening!?"
"The Golden Seal... the Mighty Spirit Demon-Suppressing Gold Seal... has been summoned..."
A series of astonished cries broke out in front of the altar, with the golden radiance dazzling, streams of light everywhere, power resounding through the ages, suppressing demons in trepidation...
Under that terrifying pressure, the Primordial Spirits could no longer hold on, shattered one by one, forcibly expelled from the outer scenery.
At this moment, in front of the altar, hazy mist surged, a Primordial Spirit stood prominently, holding offering incense, igniting it in bright flames.
"The Dragon Tiger Mountain Zhang Family..."
Suddenly, a deep, hoarse voice echoed, reverberating in front of the ancient, desolate altar.
"Indeed the Observatory Master of Profound Mystery... even the power of the Mighty Spirit Demon-Suppressing Gold Seal cannot suppress your Primordial Spirit..."
In front of the altar, Zhang Fan's Primordial Spirit respectfully bowed with offering incense in hand to the resurgent massive Golden Seal, then inserted it into the tripod furnace.
Buzz...
The enormous Golden Seal floated into the air, its power ever more vast, golden light transpiring, reaching the heavens, startling the white clouds, and shaking the earth to rumble.
"Truly the blood of the Dragon Tiger Zhang Family... the old Daoist knew the true identity of Chu Chaoran, and any disciple he accepted would surely involve a mystery..."
Master Xuanji's voice was grave, as if swords and soldiers clashed, through the shock were traces of doubt.
He couldn't fathom that eighty years had passed since the great tribulation of the Daoist Sect, yet there remained a bloodline of the Dragon Tiger Mountain Zhang Family, with the manifestation of the Mighty Spirit Seal and the continuation of incense lighting the Immortal Mountain.
"Impossible... it shouldn't be... this bloodline should have burned out its incense... how did you..." Master Xuanji was puzzled and unsettled, questioning Zhang Fan's Primordial Spirit.
"I don't know either."
Zhang Fan shook his head, though he was within the outer scenery, experiencing all sorts of mystical wonders, they verified his inner suspicions, that his family was indeed inexplicably linked to Dragon Tiger Mountain.
But at the moment, he had no time to ponder these matters; more important things needed attending.
Sigh...
At this moment, Zhang Fan leaped, landing on the altar, the flowing golden light draped over him. His hands formed seals, chanting incantations, while the Mighty Spirit Demon-Suppressing Gold Seal was summoned, suspended in mid-air, floating three feet above his head, with enormous power surging, pouring into Zhang Fan's body.
In that instant, he felt divinely aided.
"Truly the Dragon Tiger Zhang Family, the mere stirring of thought can drive the Seal." Master Xuanji's eyes flickered with uncertainty.
At this moment, Zhang Fan patted his forehead, his Primordial Spirit gleaming brightly like a flame from the sky, with an inner phantom pulsating, seemingly a different Zhang Fan.
"This is..."
"Three Corpses Illuminating Fate, Divine Splitting Technique!?"
Master Xuanji's eyes widened, almost unable to believe what he was seeing.
"You... what are you doing?"
