Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld

Chapter 507 - 14: Slay Lv Hua

As the three-headed, six-armed Great Black Heaven fell to the ground, the Great Black Heaven Embryo Array also collapsed, and the Buddhist Shrine shrank along with it.

Fang Zheng reached out his hand, and the Buddhist Shrine fell into his palm.

This item was about two feet and three inches high, square in shape, and not much different in size from an ordinary shrine, just heavier.

Such a large hollow Buddhist Shrine, yet it weighed at least three hundred pounds!

The material,

seemed like very ordinary wood, with nothing special about it.

"A Magical Artifact?"

Fang Zheng held the Buddhist Shrine in his hand, his face showing surprise and doubt:

"It can suppress Underworld Souls, yet it hasn’t been refined by a Mage; it’s a naturally formed Magical Artifact, something I’ve seen for the first time."

Since it’s a Magical Artifact, it can naturally be refined. Now that the artifact’s owner has fallen, its inner aura is empty.

With a bit of spell-casting, it can be easily controlled.

The most significant function of this item is to suppress Underworld Souls and Fierce Ghosts. Of course, it can also be used for protection.

What’s more amazing is that it can change size.

Larger,

it can transform into a hall several zhang high and become extremely sturdy, able to withstand a certain amount of damage.

Ordinary people in the Realm of Impermeability would still need some effort to break it.

Smaller.

It can transform to the size of a bird’s egg, petite like a toy, and can be placed in the sleeve, pocket, or even hung at the waist.

Flipping the Buddhist Shrine, there were also a few lines of small characters underneath.

’The 37th year of Wei Ming Emperor, established at Hongci Ten Thousand Burial Pit, hoping the unjust souls rest in peace, eternally sleeping here.’

’Left by a Nameless Monk.’

"Master."

Shangguan Duo hurried over, interrupting Fang Zheng’s thoughts:

"We’ve found Master Yuanxing."

"Oh!"

Fang Zheng raised his head, putting away the Buddhist Shrine shrunk to the size of a palm:

"Let’s go and see."

......

Unknowingly, a dungeon had been dug under Cien Temple, where Yuanxing was imprisoned.

"Realm of Impermeability!"

At first glance of Yuanxing, Fang Zheng knew why Yuan Hui and that demon didn’t choose to kill him.

After more than ten years of solid foundation, Yuanxing had also achieved the Realm of Impermeability, and his nature was perfect and unrestrained.

Sitting cross-legged in the dungeon, he was like a bright golden light.

What a pity!

It was merely an empty shell.

Yuanxing used a Secret Technique to protect his Primordial Spirit and body, but his physical essence was almost entirely drained.

He was even at risk of death at any moment.

"Hmm..."

Fang Zheng considered for a moment, then flicked his finger, sending the relic that fell from Yuan Hui into Yuanxing’s abdomen.

The cultivation techniques of both were of the same lineage, and the relic was the essence of a Buddhist Cultivator, which was a great supplement to Yuanxing.

It might even boost his cultivation base.

After a moment.

"Hoo..."

Yuanxing exhaled slowly, opened his eyes, and joined his hands in thanks to Fang Zheng:

"Donor Fang, thank you!"

Seeing Fang Zheng, he realized what had happened, and the demonic aura was also absent from his senses.

This meant his persistence was right, and he was finally rescued.

It’s just that...

the others in the monastery ultimately could not escape disaster.

"Between you and me, there’s no need for courtesy."

Fang Zheng waved his hand:

"What is the origin of that demon?"

"Alas!"

Yuanxing lowered his head, sounding pained:

"It was a calamity brought by this humble monk, I am ashamed to face my master and my fellow brothers in Cien Temple."

"I..."

"Poof!"

He was already weak, and this surge of emotions caused him to spit blood, his spirit becoming increasingly weary.

After a long while,

he finally took a deep breath to calm down.

"After Master passed away, Cien Temple had to face many demons in the surrounding mountains. This humble monk felt inadequate to withstand them, so I wanted to invite a high monk from the Vajra lineage to sit here."

"Just so happened..."

Yuanxing’s eyes flickered as he spoke shakily:

"I heard Jiming Temple suffered calamity during turmoil, and Abbot Yuan Hui currently has no temple to stay at."

"So this humble monk invited him to Cien Temple, hoping for mutual fulfillment."

"Who would have thought..."

"I brought a wolf into the house!"

He took a deep breath and said:

"Jiming Temple suffered calamity because of demonic treachery, prompting Daoist Sect high masters to slay it."

"And the culprit was Yuan Hui and that demon!"

Fang Zheng said nothing.

"Behind Jiming Temple was a ten-thousand-man pit where Great Wei had massacred enemy troops at the founding. The pit connected to underground Yin Veins, thus Underworld Soul Ghosts occasionally emerged, causing trouble. High monks, fearing the threat of Underworld Souls, built the temple here, suppressed by successive monks."

"Over the ten-thousand-man pit, there was the Buddhist Great Black Heaven Embryo Array, which could refine Underworld Soul Ghosts escaping from underground."

"For many years, it had never failed."

"Alas!"

Yuanxing sighed and said:

"Until a few years ago, when someone discovered underground Yin Energy was restless, they inspected the array but found no anomalies."

"Little did they know."

"Those Underworld Soul Ghosts had all fled into a Buddhist Shrine, whose idol had developed intelligence and merged with the Great Black Heaven Embryo Array, refining all underground escaped Underworld Soul Ghosts."

"A few months ago, Jiming Temple was attacked, and everyone in the temple was devoured by that demon, while Abbot Yuan Hui became the demon’s puppet."

"It continuously devoured people entering the temple, finally drawing Daoist Sect high masters to subdue the demon. Knowing they couldn’t defeat them, one man and one demon escaped here."

"Understood." Fang Zheng nodded, it seemed another calamity brought by changes in Heaven and Earth’s Qi Mechanism:

"Rest assured, Yuan Hui is dead, the demon was slain by me. Although Cien Temple is destroyed, it can be rebuilt."

"Amitabha Buddha..."

Yuanxing lowered his head, silently shaking it.

In his view, the people of Cien Temple died because of him, and such an obsession would be hard to dispel shortly.

......

Fang Mansion.

After sending everyone away, Fang Zheng entered the quiet room, his face suddenly turning pale as he sat trembling on the mat.

In just a few steps, he was already sweating on his forehead.

The demon’s dying counterattack had indeed injured him, and the injury was not light; his left arm was pitch black under the sleeve.

The previously calm complexion was merely a disguise.

"Ssss..."

Fang Zheng reached out and tore off his sleeve, turning his head to look, involuntarily taking a sharp breath.