148: Chapter 147 The Terrifying Jinshan Temple

Chapter 147 Terrifying Jinshan Temple (Asking for Monthly Votes)

"Red Snake was casually taken as a card by Liu Jianren at the rift entrance, and later modified by me into Red Flood Dragon with a MOD. When Liu Jianren first entered this secret realm, he said it was because Red Flood Dragon claimed there was something it yearned for in this secret realm."

In other words, the main reason for entering this secret realm was Liu Jianren.

For a long time, Sun Po had felt that Liu Jianren shared quite a few similarities with a legendary emperor in his memories.

This feeling had been there ever since he first heard the name of Liu Jianren's talent. It was understandable for a powerful fortune-exclusive talent to carry the two characters "Mandate of Heaven", but why did it also have the two characters "Dragon and Snake"?

From a superficial perspective, these two characters were merely two different objects and had nothing to do with luck at all.

But as his contacts with Liu Jianren increased more and more, and even after the latter later learned to condense a sword pill named Chixiao, Sun Po had basically concluded that Liu Jianren was definitely inextricably linked to that legendary emperor.

Just like the great connection between Li Tiance and Emperor Taizong of Tang, Sun Po believed that Liu Jianren similarly had a mysterious connection with Emperor Gaozu of Han.

It was even unknown whether these two people were the reincarnations of these two legendary emperors.

After all, Emperor Gaozu of Han came from humble beginnings, and Liu Jianren also came from a commoner background.

People of past lives often said that Emperor Gaozu of Han had the "transformation of dragon and snake". Now it seemed that Liu Jianren also had this potential, but the remaining most legendary point was the story of "Gaozu slaying the white snake". Legend had it that when Emperor Gaozu was still in his humble days, he released prisoners to start an uprising at Mount Mangdang, encountered a white snake blocking the road, and thus beheaded it.

Later generations all passed down that Gaozu was originally Son of the Red Emperor, and the blocking white snake he beheaded was Son of the White Emperor. Son of the Red Emperor beheading Son of the White Emperor represented that the fortune of the tyrannical Qin at that time had come to an end, and thus he could finally destroy the tyrannical Qin and win the world.

In the Earth version of Sun Po's past life, this could naturally be understood as a far-fetched interpretation, but in this mysterious card world, it was hard to say.

Were there differences between the history here and the history of Earth? Sun Po did not know any of these, but in Sun Po's view, this so-called Red-White Conflict might really be about the story of slaying the white snake.

Otherwise, why would the object yearned for by Red Flood Dragon happen to be in this Jinshan Temple secret realm which had a well-known white snake?

And why was this white snake nowhere to be seen no matter what? This was truly too coincidental.

But how could the legendary white snake Bai Suzhen possibly be related to Son of the White Emperor? What was the so-called Red-White Conflict in this world? What connection did it have with the Red-White Conflict on Earth in the past life?

Sun Po truly had no way of knowing.

In reality, Jinshan Temple had been forcibly blasted right before their eyes from the opposite shore by the Demon Gods Mighty Power manifested by Zhuang Zhou.

Fahai's mouth was finally closed. Ever since earlier, he had been circulating his energy to resist.

And Xu Shilin, who had already become a monk, also circulated a light red starlight to constantly resist.

At this moment, Jinshan Temple no longer had that sense of distance. Sun Po looked closely, and Fahai's face faintly revealed ghastly white snake scale patterns, and his wide-open eyes had also turned into vertical pupils.

But just when Sun Po thought that Jinshan Temple had finally been blasted out from some high-dimensional space, Zhuang Zhou sighed: "Next, it is not something that strength can solve. If this obsession does not disappear, this white snake will not die, and if this white snake does not die, this obsession will not disappear."

"But now this white snake is Fahai, and Fahai is this white snake; the two are hard to tell apart."

"In this way, this Fahai can never slay this white snake or dissipate, and the white snake will never die either."

"And this Son of the Red Emperor can never slay the intent of this Son of the White Emperor. It is truly interesting, but it is just a pity for the fine divine position of Wenqu Star, which instead benefited the people of the Western Heaven."

Sun Po asked: "Isn't there another method that can destroy the object where this obsession is entrusted?"

Zhuang Zhou instead asked rhetorically: "Obsession? Whose obsession can be so troublesome?"

"This is clearly a grand vow made by a mighty figure of the Western Heaven by blessing it with Power of Merit! It is truly going to great lengths."

"If I am not mistaken, the object entrusted by this obsession should not be within this dimension, but if it can be broken, it can indeed pull that entrusted object back into this dimension."

During the mental dialogue between Sun Po and Zhuang Zhou, Zhuang Zhou had already given a long stretch, climbed up, and said:

"Aiya~, time to pack up and go home. Lord Wenchang, I can't help you with this matter."

The old man looking like a white-bearded old scholar hurriedly knelt down and said:

"Your Excellency's cultivation reaches the heavens and the earth, how could you be tripped up by a tiny grand vow?"

"Master Zhuang, for the sake of Taoism, please make a move to save Wenqu Star!"

Zhuang Zhou's expression sank instead as he said: "This tiny grand vow naturally cannot trip me up, so why should I risk my life for you bastards? Just because you call that damned Zhuang Zhou from tens of thousands of years ago your patriarch?"

"Do I have to clean up his mess? If it weren't for the fact that you guys are somewhat well-behaved, this old man wouldn't even have wanted to make this trip. Stop bothering me, or I'll refine you into card-making materials as well."

Having said that, Zhuang Zhou didn't even look back and directly stepped into the void, leaving Lord Wenchang smiling bitterly as he looked at Jinshan Temple.

This person also had some backbone, as he directly rushed toward Jinshan Temple and transformed into a huge heavenly star, shining with cyan-green starlight upon it.

But a group of monks suddenly swarmed out from Jinshan Temple, whose attire was identical to Xu Shilin.

What was even more horrifying was that Sun Po saw familiar faces among these monks.

"Liu Jianren?! Didn't you leave this secret realm?"

Among them was not only Liu Jianren, but Sun Po even saw Guan Zhen and Don Quixote.

Sun Po faintly had a bad premonition in his heart, but suddenly heard the giant cyan-green star in the sky speak:

"Little friend, please hurry and escape. You haven't entered this temple yet, so it's still not too late."

Sun Po's heart was shocked and inexplicably terrified. Judging by this meaning, anyone who had entered this temple would be trapped in this temple?

But Liu Jianren had clearly already left this secret realm! He had previously asked him to go out to get material packs, and then—and then until the secret realm was destroyed, Liu Jianren had indeed never returned to the Jinshan Temple secret realm.

What kind of wicked thing was this Jinshan Temple anyway?

At this moment, Sun Po's heart was already filled with terror. Strength was not scary; the most terrifying thing was the unknown.

Even a Gold 5-Star monster had to make Sun Po flee quickly, and the dignified Wenqu Star ultimately ended up becoming a monk entering the temple. What kind of a bone-eating demon cave was this small Jinshan Temple?

The light of the cyan-green star rapidly weakened, and then it plummeted into the temple.

This strength didn't look like a Gold 5-Star level monster at all; it was weak to the point of being somewhat abnormal.

What was even worse was that Sun Po found that this temple was slowly drifting toward him.

Meanwhile, in some unknown space, Zhuang Zhou was sitting cross-legged in the void, teasing a small fish at his fingertips.

That small fish was shaped like a whale, transparent throughout, as if containing endless starlight within, emitting a brilliant halo.

It swam joyfully in the void just like that, circling around Zhuang Zhou's fingertips, occasionally making sounds like the long call of a whale.

In front of Zhuang Zhou were a few people wearing official uniforms. Their uniforms looked different from ordinary uniforms.

The chests of their uniforms were painted with earthy yellow dragon pattern designs, and each person's uniform also had some subtle differences. For example, the uniform of a woman with a cold and arrogant expression holding a thin sword was more tight-fitting, and the material of her fabric even emitted a faint dark purple radiance, making the whole person look as dangerous as an ominous bird inhabiting black fog.

For another example, a giant over three meters tall had a completely translucent large hole in his chest, looking very bizarre. His uniform was also like armor, deliberately exposing the location of the large hole in his chest.

At the very front of these people was a man with a flat top, no more than 1.7 meters tall, who looked like an ordinary corporate slave.

This person appeared out of place among this group of bizarre-looking people, and his aura also appeared the most ordinary, but everyone clearly took him as the leader.

And behind this person was a sword-carrying youth wearing a bamboo hat, draped in a tattered cloak, biting a foxtail grass in his mouth, and carrying a wine gourd around his waist.

If Sun Po were here, he would be able to recognize that these two people were none other than Huo Wuji and Ranger Xuanyuan who had appeared in the Evils Dragon Yang Guang event.

Huo Wuji wore a trace of distress on his face and asked: "Teacher, why did you stroll all the way over here?"

Zhuang Zhou casually hooked his finger, teasing the small fish at his fingertips, and said:

"What? You brat are very mighty now, even when the old man returns to the inner domain, I have to report to you Huo Wuji?"

Huo Wuji's expression stiffened as he said: "Teacher is joking, this junior wouldn't dare. But now we are enemies rather than friends, so please withdraw from this realm, Teacher."

Although he said he didn't dare in his words, the hostility was undoubtedly revealed.

Seeing this, Zhuang Zhou laughed instead of getting angry: "Good, good, good. The old man didn't cultivate you in vain. However, as for your abilities, the old man still has to weigh them."

As the words fell, the fish at Zhuang Zhou's fingertips rapidly grew larger, or rather, Huo Wuji and the others were rapidly shrinking.

In the shattered Jinshan Temple secret realm, on the fractured and floating ground, a huge cyan-black blade light slashed out, flying toward the continuously approaching temple emitting golden light in the air.

But that golden temple seemed to be transparent; the blade light passed right through it, and the golden temple didn't fluctuate in the slightest, still slowly drifting toward Sun Po.

Subsequently, Zhong Kui with golden armor, a red robe, and a red beard appeared, wielding the Ghost-Slaying Sword and slashing a dazzling golden sword light toward Jinshan Temple.

This was the pure power of the yin spirit, which was precisely the nemesis of ghosts and specters.

The golden sword light, just like Sun Po's Moon-Gazing Rhinoceros Horn Slash, passed right through Jinshan Temple without any obstruction, but it didn't cause any impact on Jinshan Temple at all.

Sun Po could see that calling this secret realm the Jinshan Temple secret realm was indeed correct. The biggest trouble was Jinshan Temple itself.

Earlier, when Fahai broke away from the range of Jinshan Temple and charged directly toward Sun Po and the others, he was only at the level of a top purple monster, and Zhong Kui could annihilate him with a single strike without even needing a second sword. Now that he had returned to this Jinshan Temple, they could do nothing against him at all.

Immediately following, the voice of Overlord Xiang Yu sounded in Sun Po's heart: "My Lord, Eding says we still have some Soul-Repairing Pills, which is enough for me to barely manifest in the world and swing one more sword to tear open space, sending My Lord away from this dangerous situation."

Honestly speaking, Overlord Xiang Yu's suggestion was the safest method at this time. This Jinshan Temple was abnormally bizarre; even the titled Card Maker "Master Nanhua" spent a long time without successfully resolving it. Sun Po hadn't even heard of concepts like dimensions.

Even Liu Jianren, Guan Zhen, and Don Quixote hadn't been spared, let alone two star lords who had fallen in just now. Behind this Jinshan Temple faintly loomed the schemes of many mighty figures; this place had already become an unfathomable vortex. Finding a way to leave first and planning slowly now was the rational choice.

But Sun Po didn't want to be rational this time. Last time in the Wujiang Secret Realm, Sun Po was the one for whom the Double-Pupil Warrior at that time tore open a passage leading to reality in the shattered secret realm, thereby escaping alive.

This time, he was going to abandon Liu Jianren again and flee with his tail between his legs? Sun Po couldn't do it, and this in itself also meant a huge failure of his own method; he didn't want to admit defeat so easily.

But how should he break the deadlock right now?

His attacks against this so-called Jinshan Temple couldn't break the defense at all, and Jinshan Temple was still gradually approaching. If this went on, I'm afraid Sun Po himself couldn't avoid taking a trip into this bizarre temple.

Could it be that he really had no choice but to give up?

However, just as Sun Po was at his wits' end, suddenly, "Boom!!"

A burning figure suddenly fell from the shattered void, smashing onto the shattered land where Sun Po was.

The already cracked land was smashed with flying gravel, and smoke and dust filled the air.

When the smoke and dust cleared, a familiar figure crawled out.

The iconic bamboo hat and cloak, the long sword in hand, the wine gourd around the waist—even though wearing an official uniform, it could hardly conceal an air of chivalry.

It was Ranger Xuanyuan, except he looked truly a bit comical at the moment.

His eyes were bruised, nosebleed was hanging under his nose, his mouth was beaten swollen, and there were many deep and shallow footprints on his body.

But Ranger Xuanyuan only looked miserable, his spirits were still quite unbroken.

He raised the long sword in his hand and cursed at the void above:

"You old immortal! What a fine master-disciple relationship! Striking such a heavy hand?! If you push me, Lord, to the limit, I'll chop you up later and go make cards!!"

As his words fell, Zhuang Zhou's voice came from the void above:

"When I taught you back then, I beat you too little. If your practical skills, you brat, were even half as formidable as your mouth, you wouldn't still be a half-baked fellow now!"

Ranger Xuanyuan was about to talk back when his eyes suddenly swept to Sun Po nearby, and he immediately clamped his mouth shut.

He quickly turned around and was immediately ready to fly away, but he was still a step too late.

"Senior Xuanyuan?"

Sun Po hurriedly called out to Ranger Xuanyuan. No kidding, although he was indeed bruised and battered, he was truly a reinforcement that fell from the sky; how could he let him run away easily?

Seeing that he couldn't hide, Ranger Xuanyuan said somewhat awkwardly: "What a coincidence, Little Friend Sun."

Just as he was speaking, suddenly, another flaming fireball plummeted from the sky.

Ranger Xuanyuan first squinted at the fireball, and suddenly his eyes widened into perfect circles.

Ranger Xuanyuan let out a strange cry: "Captain Huo? Really or fake?"

"After taking another path, the old thing has become so fierce? You couldn't even win against him?"