With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 511 - 469: Meng Chuan Encounters the Emperor in the Fengdu Cave, Seeking Truth with Fists and Feet at the True Martial Hall
These ribs tower into the clouds.
Not to mention the length, just the width alone, if I were to compare myself horizontally, would be several times taller than my two-meter-high self.
Looking at the endless "rib cage hell" stretching into the distance.
Meng Chuan found it hard to imagine how enormous and long this Celestial Demon must have been in life, and how powerful it must have been.
"Solid-type Celestial Demons, their size alone can determine their strength. In life, this guy was probably a Celestial Demon General on par with a Jiao Demon. Terrifying beyond belief..."
Why does it appear here? Is it the "trophy" of the True Martial Emperor, or was it constructed, similar to some ostentatious scene like the Mahabrahma starry void...
Meng Chuan touched it a couple of times, feeling the solid texture, and thought it was likely the former.
This gave him a deeper understanding of the incense fire power of the True Martial Emperor.
"Mahabrahma says, incense fire Immortals and Buddhas have no great magical power, they can only borrow the willpower of all beings to perform their methods..."
Is it because Mahabrahma lacks power...
He moved closer, peeking through the gaps between the ribs to view the scene outside.
The ribs were too dense, blocking perception, so he had to peer through the bone gaps with his eyes.
As Meng Chuan sent his gaze, he suddenly felt relieved.
If it were the Underworld, he should have seen blood-red mandalas blooming wildly.
But in reality, it was like the path he had just traveled.
Nothing, darkness and void.
The perception tried to push through the gaps, Meng Chuan’s pupils contracted sharply.
Though it seemed empty, the perception transmitted back a sense of being crushed.
It was as if invisible ripples swept open, and as Meng Chuan pierced his perception outwards, countless chills discovered him, converging upon him.
Invisible, intangible, only spiritual power could reach it.
What is this?
He recalled his experience with Zheng Chengcheng and Chen Xuan, in the demon-sealing mission of Fu City.
At that time, the conceptual Celestial Demon, forced out by the power of his Intention, felt just like this.
Meng Chuan pointed a finger, the power of Life and Death Entwined Silk gathered at his fingertip, like a white dot of light.
With a flick of his finger, using the "Myriad Threads Return to Origin" method.
A thread coiled with the power of Intention flew out through the rib gaps.
Under his perception, a constant feedback of "fear" was transmitted back.
Meng Chuan confirmed that this place was filled with living [conceptual Celestial Demons].
The thread flew inward without pause, he just controlled a little Heart Fire energy; its endurance was indisputable.
Gradually, he furrowed his brow, retrieving his perception.
The thread was severed, seemingly striking a massive object, and then dissipated into nothing.
Although it was just a little bit of power, with the additional might of Intention, if this guy could completely devour it, it probably was a big guy he couldn’t handle.
"Won’t it come flying over to get me..."
Meng Chuan was highly focused.
He waited for a long while, but no Celestial Demon came. Instead, he heard a:
"Oh?"
Though the voice was puzzled, it resounded like thunder in his heart.
In the next instant, he felt like he was space-time transitioning on a rocket.
Being seized by a "hand" and lifted out of there.
As if traversing from one dimension to another.
In a flash, he was standing inside a grand palace, paved with golden bricks, fragrant mist wafting about.
Not descending to the underworld, but ascending to the Celestial Court...
Meng Chuan looked around at the surroundings, and finally, his gaze locked onto the... True Martial Emperor sitting on the throne. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
The scene around him was exactly as Zhao Huanzhen and Wang Ye had described when they entered the Dharma Realm.
"It seems that the thunder cast down by Leader Chen Tuan really sent me into the True Martial Dharma Realm..."
Is this perhaps the way he "opened the back door" for me?
A bit rough, though...
But I can’t blame Leader Chen Tuan, it’s all a coincidence, if I hadn’t stuck a thunder talisman on my chest...
Meng Chuan guessed that his body’s exterior, at this moment, must be about half-cooked.
If not for having countless Hard Skills, even if he didn’t die, it would trigger rebirth and nirvana...
It seems that he doesn’t practice Hard Skills too much, but too little, he should practice more.
Once out, he will seize the time to train fervently in Mahabrahma Prison Guard, break through proficiency and master the five-door combined practice!
The True Martial Emperor sat on the throne, without moving his lips or nose, yet a voice emerged:
"How did you enter my [Fengdu Great Cavern]?"
Meng Chuan returned to his senses upon hearing the Emperor’s query.
It seems that the place he entered just now was the Fengdu Great Cavern according to the counterpart.
He had previously read about this term in the Daoist scriptures.
Benefitting from the once certified, eternally certified, Meng Chuan had the advantage of learning these things, always retrievable from memory.
He recalled that in the [Supreme Violet Cloud Divine Weapon National Protection Demonic Dissipation Sutra], there was a description of the True Martial Emperor leading celestial soldiers and generals, fighting against the demons of Six Caverns, ultimately sealing and sending the demons to the Fengdu Great Cavern.
Demons, demonic thoughts, were terms from the Ancient Martial Era for Celestial Demons.
Recollecting what he had seen and heard in the Fengdu Great Cavern earlier.
It was like Intention changing reality, people’s longing and expectations for the True Martial Emperor actually became reality.
Meng Chuan witnessed with his own eyes, there truly were countless Celestial Demons imprisoned there...
Incense fire divine power can truly penetrate the Dharma Realm and influence reality?
Or is it that the incense fire of the True Martial Emperor is so prosperous that it changes, forming Intention like Martial Arts Momentum.
Not influencing reality, but... changing reality.
"Answer the question."
The True Martial Emperor’s countenance resembled thunder gathering force.
He felt no presence of faith emanating from Meng Chuan.
At the same time, he had an unclear notion.
Not his believer, nor a human Martial Arts Great Saint.
How did he get in, and from Fengdu Great Cavern, trying to sneak in...
If not for a trace of power detected by Him, it would have gone unnoticed.
Meng Chuan steadied his mind, sensing something akin to an inexplicable domain.
It was expanding toward him, slowly interfacing with the intangible magnetic field of his surroundings.
He looked at True Martial and sincerely said:
"Great Emperor, I was struck by a bolt of lightning and ended up here. I don’t even know why I appeared in your Fengdu Great Cave.
It’s a bit complicated to explain, a series of coincidences, but I’m like a good person from Wudang, with a Wudang spirit, and the sect leader Chen Tuan is a great mentor to me, and Purple Cloud Dragon Zhao Haizhen is my dear Brother Tie.
Furthermore, the Daoist Wang Ye you’ve embraced... he’s the one with solid roots for three generations, even more of a brother to me!
If you don’t believe me, you can pull them all in here to prove that I’m telling the truth..."
Meng Chuan sensed a hint of emotion from the Great Emperor and hurriedly tried to prove himself.
Don’t let myself be seen as a fish that slipped through the cracks of Fengdu Great Cave...
"..."
The Great Emperor was speechless.
Meng Chuan saw that the Great Emperor’s expression indeed softened, and the power of thunder was dissipating.
Mentioning all these names was indeed effective.
It proved that saying: in the martial world, it’s not just about fighting, but about human relationships...
Even when dealing with immortals, this principle holds true.
True Martial then said:
"Since it’s an accident, I shall send you out."
"...Wait, Great Emperor, I want to learn martial arts from you."
"??"
The Great Emperor’s raised hand stopped in mid-air.
Meng Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, having come all this way, leaving without gaining anything is really not his style.
Thinking swiftly, he summed up his words and spewed them out in a string:
"Great Emperor, I am a true genius, nationally recognized for guaranteed breakthrough to the Martial Arts Great Saint.
I am from another Martial Arts University, so you can’t feel the presence of faith in me, but I’ve grown up elsewhere, drifting through life without meeting a wise king!
That’s why I came to Wudang Mountain as soon as I mastered my skills. Because of my extraordinary talent and martial arts fortune, I can learn freely, traversing the classics stored in the library and imperial library.
No more words, let me show you a talent performance first."
Seeing that True Martial’s hand retracted, Meng Chuan immediately performed a poetry recitation, reciting scriptures backwards...
After finishing, seeing no reaction from True Martial,
Meng Chuan had a sudden inspiration, bowed and showed his back.
Turtle Shell... Turtle Spine, open!
The brilliance of the giant turtle hard skills erupted instantly, more dazzling than those gilt lanterns!
The Great Emperor... was slightly moved!
Although this kid is a bit wild with his words, being able to perfect even exceed this Xuanwu technique,
regardless of his natural talent in martial arts, he is among the best in the way of Xuanwu.
Having learned the technique, naturally he bears the martial arts fortune.
He doesn’t need it, but...
True Martial’s gaze shifted to the Xuanwu beside him.
Then, the sight returned to Meng Chuan.
"... You may stand up first."
Meng Chuan was delighted in his heart; there’s hope!
Strike while the iron is hot, when given an inch, take a mile.
He immediately spoke:
"Great Emperor, I want to learn the Demon-Banishing Divine Power, the Water Emperor’s Heart Sutra for Conquering Demons, and the Yin-Yang Tortoise Xuanwu..."
"Stop, are you taking me as a treasure trove?"
True Martial only meets with followers, never has he seen anyone dare to speak to Him like this.
Looking at Xuanwu, after a pause, he said:
"You want to learn the martial arts, you can, but your heart is not sincere, I can see it.
If what you just said is true, I may overlook this point."
Meng Chuan put away his smile and seriously said:
"Great Emperor, it’s not that my heart is not sincere, but that the martial arts will prevents me from doing so, I cannot worship the gods."
"What is your martial arts will?"
"A martial path without an end."
"Too vague, what about now?"
Meng Chuan paused, then said in a deep voice:
"Not worshiping immortals and Buddhas, only cultivating myself, balancing life and death, understanding truth through fists and kicks."
...
Inside the great hall, silence reigned.
True Martial listened to Meng Chuan’s bold words, not only was he not angry, but he slowly said:
"Understanding truth through fists and kicks, along with those things you just told me, calling yourself talented.
How can these be proven?"
"May I ask how the Great Emperor wishes for me to prove?"
Upon hearing this, Meng Chuan saw Him slowly rise from the throne.
Golden helmet shining under the sun, purple robe billowing, an indescribable pressure swept out in all directions.
At the same time, inside the hall, bronze cranes folded their wings, jade lamps condensed flames, dragons coiled between beams and columns as if frozen, incense ashes hovered without falling.
Even the air thoroughly stagnated, all sound vanished, leaving only divine power flowing and drifting in the air.
He saw the Great Emperor reach out, grasping in the void.
Rustling ripples spread, as if something invisible suddenly appeared, seeming to struggle violently.
Meng Chuan used his senses to see and guessed in his heart:
"A conceptual type Celestial Demon..."
He speculated it was caught from within that Fengdu Great Cave.
Probably, he too had just come to this palace the same way...
The Celestial Demon gradually accepted its fate and stopped struggling.
A piece of treasure armor flew in from outside the palace, hovering above the struggling entity.
"I will let a celestial soldier fight with you, to prove your words are true."
"Okay."
Meng Chuan nodded in agreement, pondering in his heart:
"So this is how the celestial soldiers and generals of the True Martial Great Emperor are recruited?"
