Chapter 286 The Three Great Divine Treasures at Perfection

"What should we do? How the hell would I know what to do?"

Murong Gui cursed.

Guer Mountain was where his Murong Clan had lived for generations, but now it had turned into one massive pit after another.

Not to mention the countless casualties among the clansmen.

Beyond those clansmen, his Murong Clan had also lost its current Clan Chief, a bona fide Celestial Being Expert.

Moreover, with such a fiend from the Southern Dynasty now in Northern Mang, would they even have a place to stand in the future?

Was the end of Northern Mang approaching?

Various thoughts flashed through Murong Gui's mind.

Suddenly, a chilling sensation spread throughout his body. Yan Chu's tall figure had already appeared above the two of them.

"Spare me!!!"

Having lived for several hundred years, Murong Gui and Helian Yunxiao felt for the first time that death was actually so terrifying.

Boom!

In his desperation, Helian Yunxiao struck out. A massive wolf shadow appeared behind him, and as he threw his punch, the wolf shadow roared and met Yan Chu head-on.

Yan Chu sneered, "A petty trick daring to show off before an expert!"

He extended his palm, a purple-gold Saber Intent manifesting on the blade edge, and slashed down.

Blazing Sun Saber, Blazing Sun Breaking the Crown!

Crack!

The slash extinguished the wolf shadow with unstoppable force and landed on Helian Yunxiao's crown. With a soft sound, before the blade light even fell, the terrifying Saber Intent had already split him in two.

Intestines and viscera spilled out, and he died with his eyes wide open.

[Killed Helian Clan Heavenly Human, extremely satisfying, EXP +200,000]

Yan Chu raised his hand to absorb, and Helian Yunxiao's flesh and blood were instantly refined into a Blood Pill.

"Great Hero Yan, spare me!!"

"I am the former Clan Chief of the Murong Clan. I can make the entire Murong Clan submit to you. You can choose any beauty or treasure in the clan, I can even let my wife serve you!"

Puff!

Yan Chu slashed horizontally.

Suppressed by the power of the Primordial Spirit, Murong Gui had no power to resist. He watched helplessly as the blade light severed his head, and blood sprayed out like a fountain.

Immediately after, Yan Chu refined him into a Blood Pill as well, and Murong Gui completely vanished from the world.

[Killed Murong Clan Heavenly Human, extremely satisfying, EXP +400,000]

"Foolish!" Yan Chu sneered. "If I kill you, the beauties and treasures will be mine anyway!"

He looked around. By now, there were not many people left.

A few breaths of time were enough for a Celestial Being Expert to escape hundreds or thousands of miles away.

But it didn't matter. Yan Chu looked toward the north of the grassland.

That was where the Northern Mang Imperial Court was located, tens of thousands of miles away.

Since Luan Di Tianye had fled, he must have escaped there.

He was going to the Northern Mang Imperial Court to completely destroy this grassland Empire!

Before that, Yan Chu looked at his panel.

[Cultivation Technique: Indestructible Demonic Body (Major Achievement 1,193,290 / 3,000,000)]

[Experience Points: 2,430,000]

In just a few moments, apart from the few remaining Heavenly Humans of Northern Mang, all the other Supreme Grandmasters and Grandmasters had been slaughtered by him.

As for the current Northern Mang, even if Yan Chu stopped now, it would not be able to recover its Origin Qi for a hundred years.

"Upgrade the Indestructible Demonic Body to the next level!"

Boom!

The already viscous Qi and blood surged again, and a deep demonic Aura rose from his body, carrying an arrogant dominance that looked down upon the world.

[Cultivation Technique: Indestructible Demonic Body (Perfection 1 / 4,000,000)]

The heavy and boundless power of the Divine Treasury turned into black demonic light, lingering around his body. It was now truly indestructible and unshakeable.

Even if he didn't move, didn't use any cultivation power, and just sat there, letting Supreme Grandmasters try to move him, they would be unable to budge him at all.

He was now heavier than a great mountain.

As Yan Chu's Indestructible Demonic Body broke through to the next level, unsurprisingly, the surrounding space began to fluctuate violently again.

Crackle!

Black lightning manifested in the Void Realm, striking him directly and blasting a wisp of black smoke from his chest.

The rejection of the world's power against him had become heavier.

Now, he couldn't use his full strength, at most only half, otherwise, he would inevitably be rejected by the world.

He patted his chest, enduring the lightning strike without the slightest injury.

Moreover...

With the Physical Body Divine Treasury at Perfection, Yan Chu's three Divine Treasuries had all reached the Peak, and to some extent, had already become an existence of another level.

Although due to the world's suppression, the strength he could use was still within the Heavenly Human category, his perception of the entire world was clearer.

Before this, he could see people he couldn't see before.

A faint gaze was cast upon him.

Yan Chu turned his head to look.

He saw, in the infinite distance, a huge mountain range where Dragon and Tiger Qi were entwined.

This was not an exaggeration, but something he could clearly see. The earth's Qi transformed into the shape of a dragon and a tiger, rising and falling above the mountain range. In the mountain forests, white tigers sat in meditation and dragons practiced in stillness.

Originally ordinary creatures, because of the nourishment of the Dragon and Tiger Qi, they had grown into guardian Divine Beasts comparable to Heavenly Humans.

Above the mountain range, auspicious Qi rose all year round.

Pieces of colorful clouds and spiritual light drifted in the sky, and magnificent Taoist temples stood one after another, hidden among towering trees. Countless people who sincerely sought the Dao bowed and worshipped at the foot of the mountain.

At this moment, in the center of the mountain range, inside a simple wooden hut.

A thin old Taoist wearing hemp clothes smiled as he looked over, separated by more than two hundred thousand miles, through the heavy mist on the mountain, and met Yan Chu's gaze.

His eyes were as pure as an infant's, without the slightest impurity.

The whole person was like a rustic old Taoist, with a graceful Aura.

This was the manifestation of a practitioner of the Dao reaching the state of returning to simplicity.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Worthy!"

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist, for attaining the Three Flowers fruit position. From now on, you are one of us!"

The old Taoist smiled slightly and nodded in greeting.

His voice was ethereal, penetrating layers of space, and landing in Yan Chu's ears.

Yan Chu nodded to him.

This old Taoist was unfathomable; he should be the legendary old Heavenly Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain, Immortal Master Shou Zhuo.

Only when the three Divine Treasuries reach Perfection can the Three Flowers refined be considered true Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown.

Unperfected Three Flowers can only be considered pseudo-Three Flowers.

This old Heavenly Master was undoubtedly a true Three Flowers Immortal Master, and his Realm might even be above Yan Chu's.

It could only be said that there were still enemies in the world!

Yan Chu withdrew his gaze, the scene in front of him slowly dissipated like clouds and mist, and the figure of Immortal Master Shou Zhuo shattered like foam.

He looked west of Great Jin.

The westernmost prefecture of Great Jin was Liangzhou Prefecture, which was exactly where Heavenly King Xue started his uprising. Yan Chu's gaze looked over, and he could see many places where newly built temples were rising from the ground.

His eyes lingered for only a moment before continuing west.

The further west he went, the more temples of various styles there were.

The Western Regions were filled with Buddhist kingdoms, and everyone worshipped Buddha statues in their homes. Whether it was a wealthy family or a poor household, they devoutly believed in the Buddha, donating most of the wealth they earned in their lives to the temples in the hope of being reborn in the Pure Land after death.

Passing through those mortal kingdoms.

In the far west, amidst the vast yellow sand, there was a fairyland, located surrounded by mountains, filled with Spiritual Qi and lush greenery.

The mountains were carved with countless Buddha grottoes. Looking at them, they were dense and countless.

This was the world-famous ancestral court of Buddhism, the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave!

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Ten Thousand Buddha Cave had thousands of grottoes.

Each grotto worshipped a Buddhist Venerable.

There were great enlightened ones who had attained the fruit position of Buddha, various Bodhisattvas who were enlightened and sentient, saving all living beings, and many Arhats who had attained liberation and protected the True Dharma.

Every Venerable was lifelike, impossible to carve without the world's top craftsmen, and impossible to carve without the piety and awe for the Buddha.

Deep within the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave, there was the largest grotto.

On both sides of the grotto, countless golden-roofed Buddhist temples were built, and below them were pagodas containing the relics of past high monks.

Standing under the pagodas, one could clearly hear the chanting of Sanskrit from within, which made one even more in awe of Buddhist methods.

Inside the grotto was a Buddha statue a hundred feet tall.

Such a Buddha statue was naturally the World-Honored One, Sakyamuni Buddha.

Clouds swirled around the World-Honored One's shoulders and neck, his pair of Buddha eyes were compassionate and gentle, his earlobes touched his shoulders, his left palm hung down naturally, forming the Varada Mudra, and his right arm was raised, palm facing outward, forming the Abhaya Mudra.

At the feet of the Buddha, an old monk with white eyebrows sat in the lotus position, looking calm.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes abruptly and looked outside the grotto.

Across the vast sea of clouds, he met Yan Chu's gaze.

The expression on the old monk's face was extremely colorful.

There was amazement, wariness, a smile, and a look of worry. All kinds of expressions were present, indescribably complex, and finally turned into a rich Buddhist chant.

"amitabha!!!"

"Congratulations, Benefactor, congratulations!"

"From now on, my Dao is not lonely!"

The old monk clasped his hands together and bowed his head humbly.

Yan Chu smiled slightly, withdrew his gaze, and looked toward the south again.

In the capital of Southern Wei, there was the White Deer Academy.

It was known as the place of pilgrimage for Confucian scholars in the world and was also the number one academy in the world.

Yan Chu could feel that in that academy, a gaze was also looking from afar. Unfortunately, because the distance was too far, although he could feel the gaze, he could not see what that old scholar looked like.

Yan Chu waved his hand to cut off the connection and let out a long breath.

The three-colored flowers slowly rotated above his head, the three treasures of Essence, Qi, and Spirit united, and he had reached the Peak of this world.

"Yan Chu!"

At this time, Luo Jin brought Princess Yunshu to his side.

The two women, one was peerlessly beautiful, a national beauty.

One had a slender figure with skin like congealed fat.

Although Luo Jin's appearance was slightly inferior to Princess Yunshu, as a Heavenly Human, she had a transcendent temperament that was equally captivating.

Yan Chu indicated that he was not picky!

"Where are we going now?"

Having just seen Yan Chu slaughter in all directions, almost crippling the entire upper echelons of Northern Mang single-handedly, the two women looked at Yan Chu with different eyes.

The excitement in Princess Yunshu's heart could not be faked.

On that stunningly beautiful face, her eyes stared at Yan Chu without blinking.

Yan Chu smiled and looked towards the Northern Mang Imperial Court, saying coldly:

"Naturally, we are going there to see what other trump cards Northern Mang has!"

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The Northern Mang Imperial Court was located under the Chilie Mountain.

It was originally heavily guarded, with powerful experts guarding it day and night, but since Khan Luan Di Tianye took the nobles and many guards to the Murong Clan, the remaining defensive strength was less than half of what it was before.

On this day, a terrifying black shadow came from afar.

Before it even descended on the Imperial Court, its terrifying Aura had already spread, making the entire majestic city tremble.

"Who is it!?"

The Supreme Grandmaster guarding outside climbed into the high sky and shouted coldly.

When they saw that figure, everyone was shocked and bowed in the high sky together.

"Greetings, Great Khan!!!"

Luan Di Tianye said nothing, passed them directly, flew over the Imperial Court, and entered the majestic and towering Chilie Mountain.

As the sacred mountain of Northern Mang, Chilie Mountain was usually the place where the High Priest sat, but it actually belonged to the successive Khans and was the territory of the Luan Di Clan.

However, because the High Priest had a high status in Northern Mang and even the Khan respected him, Chilie Mountain was used as his Daoist temple.

But the core of Chilie Mountain could only be opened by the successive Khans of Northern Mang.

"Great Chanyu! What happened?"

The Imperial Court guards were seeing the Khan show such an expression for the first time, and they all looked at Luantu Kuo, who was following behind him, asking impatiently.

Didn't you go to the Murong Clan to seek pleasure?

Why did you come back like this?

Where are the other ministers?

Luantu Kuo had lingering fears on his face at this time, carrying the fear of having survived a disaster.

He did not want to say more to them and followed Luan Di Tianye closely.

Not long after they left, Left Worthy King and Xiao Sidao arrived together.

"Where is the Great Khan? Where is he?"

As soon as Left Worthy King returned, he asked impatiently.

"The Great Khan has gone to the sacred mountain!"

The guards answered honestly.

Left Worthy King's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Xiao Sidao beside him.

"Great King Xiao, I am going to the clan land to see the clan elders. Will you go with me?"

"I won't go!" Xiao Sidao waved his hand. "I need to go and inform the Empress about what happened this time. Everyone needs to prepare early."

"In my estimation, that fiend will probably kill his way over soon."

"At that time, I really don't know how to deal with it!"

"I have to discuss countermeasures with the Empress."

Hearing this, Left Worthy King nodded hurriedly.

"Okay! Then let's act separately. If there is any situation, contact us in time."

He didn't dare to waste a moment. Perhaps in the next moment, Yan Chu's devilish figure would appear in front of him, and then everyone would be finished.

Xiao Sidao nodded, separated from Left Worthy King, and headed into the Imperial Court.

Leaving a crowd of guards looking at each other.

Although they didn't know why these big figures were so panicked, they all realized that some great disaster was about to befall them.

The Northern Mang Imperial Court also had an imperial palace.

It was just not like the Central Plains dynasties like Great Jin and Southern Wei, which had so many rules.

There were beauties that Luan Di Tianye had searched for from all over the place in the palace, but most of them lived in the palace according to their own preferences, and some even built yurts in the palace.

The Empress's residence was just a slightly larger palace, which was far less magnificent than the Great Jin Imperial Palace.

However, this did not prevent the person living in this ordinary palace from being one of the most beautiful women in the world.

Xiao Yuanjia, the seventh on the beauties ranking list, known as "Thousand Charms".

The Xiao Clan produced beauties, and every generation had a stunning beauty who was the most beautiful in Northern Mang. Some said this was because the Xiao Clan's Bloodline was special, and some said it was because the Xiao Clan's land had a spiritual spring, which allowed one to have the most beautiful appearance in the world after drinking it.

These claims were varied.

But the Xiao Clan had never explained it to the outside world.

Xiao Yuanjia was Xiao Sidao's cousin.

Without waiting for notification, Xiao Sidao broke directly into the palace.

In the current Northern Mang Imperial Palace, apart from the Empress, there was no second Heavenly Human. In such an extraordinary time, Xiao Sidao couldn't care about much else.