Chapter 307 – Forbidden Land Ancient Corpse, Sword That Isolates Heaven and Earth

“Master, easy as pie!”

Little White Deer sat atop Da Fei’s back, holding two ‘chains’ in her hands.

Though called chains, they were actually just two white vines.

Yet these very vines effortlessly suppressed two Golden Core Stage cultivators from the Flowing Cloud Sect.

The reason was that the vines binding them were not only incredibly tough but also covered in barbs.

These barbs pierced into Yang Sixian and Tong Yifeng’s bodies.

Continuously absorbing the spiritual power within them.

More crucially, the Sword Intent contained within the vines was constantly disrupting their spiritual energy circulation.

Faced with the Sword Intent of the Harmony Realm, the two were utterly helpless.

Thus, two Golden Core Stage cultivators were subdued by a mere Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator.

When Lu Chen emerged from Biyou Palace, they fully grasped what had transpired on Pine Mountain.

After all, before coming, they had never heard of a mountain within a mountain on Pine Mountain, let alone anything about Biyou Palace.

Coupled with the recent fall of the Nascent Soul Stage cultivator from Azurefall Temple and the absence of any Pine Mountain disciples they had yet to see.

They couldn’t help but realize that Pine Mountain had changed hands.

As Lu Chen approached, they were about to speak.

But Lu Chen had no need for such trouble.

He simply extended a finger and pressed it against Yang Sixian’s brow.

In the next moment, Yang Sixian’s eyes turned vacant.

Witnessing what happened to Yang Sixian, Tong Yifeng beside him felt his hair stand on end, a sense of dread washing over him.

As expected, after Lu Chen withdrew his hand, Yang Sixian’s body collapsed to the ground like a soulless husk.

Seeing this, the already terrified Tong Yifeng immediately wanted to kneel and beg for mercy.

But Lu Chen gave him no such opportunity.

Or rather, what Lu Chen wanted, he could obtain whether they were willing or not.

Since that was the case, there was no need for unnecessary complications.

Once Lu Chen repeated the technique, using the possession method of his Innate Divine Ability, Heretical Avatar, to extract Tong Yifeng’s memories.

Lu Chen gained a complete understanding of their purpose and what the Flowing Cloud Sect intended to do in the Xia Dynasty.

“Little White, take these two to the back mountain.”

“Okay, okay!”

Little White Deer nodded and promptly led the two, who now resembled walking corpses, deep into Biyou Palace.

Not long after, Little White Deer returned with Da Fei.

“Master, I’ve locked those two up. Anything else you need?”

Lu Chen looked at the restless Little White Deer, who seemed eager to cause more trouble outside.

With a stern expression, he said, “There’s nothing for you to do now. Focus on your cultivation.”

“Only when you can unleash the Sword Domain without using your Natal Immortal Sword will you have truly graduated and be allowed to travel outside.”

“As you are now, you’re not yet qualified.”

“Alright…”

Hearing Lu Chen’s words, Little White Deer had no choice but to set aside her playful thoughts. Her body transformed into a beam of white light, revealing the true form of this Clone.

Indeed, what had appeared before Tong Yifeng and Yang Sixian was never Little White Deer’s true body.

Her real form was the White Deer Pine deep within Biyou Palace.

And the reason she could move about outside in a manifested spirit form…It was all thanks to Lu Chen crafting her Natal Immortal Sword: White Jade Capital.

Yet even so, Little White Deer could only move within Pine Mountain for now.

Once she left this area, she would be unable to control her Natal Flying Sword.

Being unable to move freely and having difficulty attaining enlightenment were the greatest challenges in a tree’s cultivation.

After Little White Deer departed, the iron-eating beast nearby obediently returned to its den.

Big Fat was an exotic creature from beyond Pine Mountain.

When Lu Chen relocated several surrounding hills, he happened to discover this already enlightened being with considerable cultivation aptitude.

He simply brought it back to become one of the guardian divine beasts of Biyou Palace.

With the tree and bear no longer causing a stir, Biyou Palace returned to tranquility.

Lu Chen gazed toward a certain direction beyond the mountains, his eyes growing profound.

From Tong Yifeng and Yang Sixian’s memories, the current Xia Dynasty was already a turtle in a jar, about to be served on the dining table.

Had Lu Chen not suddenly appeared earlier and effortlessly slain the Nascent Soul Stage cultivator from Azurefall Temple, the Xia Dynasty might have already undergone regime change.

Fortunately, Lu Chen had acted in the manner of a Pine Mountain Sword Cultivator at the time.

This left both Azure Falls and Flowing Cloud temples uncertain of Lu Chen’s true capabilities.

Neither wanted to be the first to stick their neck out.

Otherwise, the cultivator armies from Flowing Cloud and Azure Falls temples might have already surrounded Pine Mountain.

But judging by the current situation, such an occurrence was merely a matter of time.

What Lu Chen was considering now was whether to take the initiative or wait for them to come to him.

If he didn’t know about the Great Thousand Mountains cultivator looming over these two temples,

he would definitely choose the former.

But upon learning of the Great Thousand Mountains’ existence, Lu Chen decided to slightly adjust his plans.

Previously he hadn’t been sure how to infiltrate the nine Ancient Immortal Sects.

Now the turmoil among these three kingdoms presented him with precisely such an opportunity.

After all, one can only fish well in troubled waters.

Having reached this conclusion, Lu Chen immediately made his decision.

“Focus on your cultivation. Your master needs to make a trip.”

“If anyone comes up the mountain during this time, you can handle those below Nascent Soul Stage yourself. For those above, just protect Biyou Palace.”

“Whatever happens on the mountain then, pay it no mind. Wait for my return to handle everything.”

Hearing Lu Chen’s words, the White Jade Pine deep within Biyou Palace rustled its branches, as if in response.

Before long, Lu Chen left Pine Mountain alone, his destination unknown.

The real world, deep within the Forbidden Land: Ten Thousand Mountains.

As an Immortal Alliance forbidden zone, the depths of the Ten Thousand Mountains weren’t mountains at all, but an ancient graveyard none dared enter.

The Ten Thousand Mountains served merely as a barrier between this ancient graveyard and the Immortal Alliance.

As for this strange land perpetually shrouded in black mist,

not even Immortal Alliance cultivators dared approach it casually, let alone the demons who lived year-round in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Because there had always been rumors about this forbidden land –

that within this ancient graveyard lay the fallen remains of numerous immortals and buddhas.

Though these celestial beings had perished millennia ago,

their residual power still influenced this land.

The closest locations to this forbidden zone were three towering peaks.

One of them was Pine Mountain.

And Pine Mountain stood precisely between the three peaks.

Like a colossal heavenly sword thrust between the ancient graveyard and the Ten Thousand Mountains.Upon closer observation, one would notice that the crimson mist flowing from the Ancient Graveyard would dissolve upon encountering Pine Mountain, as if meeting an invisible force.

This forced the mist to detour around Pine Mountain, spreading only toward other directions of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

As a result, not only was its expansion slowed, but its impact on the outside world was also diminished.

Originally, Pine Mountain had been fully capable of blocking these peculiar blood mists.

However, due to certain special reasons, Pine Mountain was now struggling to contain them.

At the summit of Pine Mountain, a woman in white appeared out of thin air, standing atop the peak.

Gazing toward the Ancient Graveyard, she murmured, “My master was right—even in death, you creatures refuse to remain peaceful…”

As she spoke, Pine Mountain beneath her feet began to tremble violently.

The entire mountain started emitting a white light.

Under the illumination, the mountain’s form grew ethereal.

Before long, Pine Mountain transformed into a colossal White Jade Tree, its crown soaring into the clouds.

Its roots plunged deep into the Nine Hells below, stretching all the way into the Ancient Graveyard.

“Begone.”

With that icy command,

the churning blood mist from the graveyard immediately settled.

The faintly visible figures within the mist seemed intimidated by the towering White Jade Tree and ultimately retreated.

As the mist dissipated, the outskirts of the Ancient Graveyard came into view.

There, remnants of limbs and torsos, each as large as small hills, stood within the ancient burial ground like mountain ranges.

This was the true nature of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

The so-called Ten Thousand Mountains were, in fact, the corpses of ten thousand Immortals and Buddhas, each resembling a small mountain.

That mere fragments of these remains could reach such a scale

hinted at the immense power these beings had wielded in life.

Had the Immortal Alliance been present, they would have been terrified by the sight.

The ‘Heterodox Immortal Rebellion,’ which currently plagued the Immortal Alliance,

was merely born from traces of blood, hair, and flesh of ancient Immortals.

But what lay within the Ancient Graveyard was far more than mere hair or essence.

Among these remains were not only intact arms and torsos but also some well-preserved corpses.

It was hard to imagine what monstrous entities these remains might become if they absorbed sufficient nourishment.

Not long after Pine Mountain subdued the Ancient Graveyard, a massive head suddenly shot out from within, attempting to escape.

The head was enormous, estimated to be a hundred meters tall.

Wherever it passed, fierce winds arose, and vast amounts of blood mist were drawn along, surging outward like a crimson river falling from the Nine Heavens.

But before it could travel far, an Immortal Sword materialized out of nowhere, piercing straight through its skull.

The Immortal Sword then drove the ancient head forcefully into the ground.

The impact was so tremendous that the mountains surrounding the Ancient Graveyard shook violently.

No matter how fiercely the head struggled, the sword piercing its crown remained unshaken, firmly locking it in place.

At the summit of Pine Mountain, the woman in white sat calmly beneath a white tree, gently placing a white piece onto the chessboard before her.However, the current situation of the white pieces was not favorable. Only about one-third of the vast chessboard was occupied by white pieces, while the remaining areas were dominated by black pieces.

Yet, despite their scarcity, the white pieces managed to sever the connection between the two sides of black pieces.

Ignoring Gu Xian’s head still struggling in the distance, the woman in white gazed intently at the chessboard before her, her eyes profound.

“One hundred thousand years ago, you failed to win. One hundred thousand years later… you still won’t prevail.”

“Time has never been on your side…”

With these words, her figure dissolved into countless beams of white light and vanished from the summit of Pine Mountain.

In her original spot, a wooden sword was now embedded in a black boulder atop Pine Mountain.

Upon closer inspection, the boulder was not a rock at all—it was clearly an eyeball.

Surrounding the wooden sword and the eyeball were densely arranged wooden figures.

These wooden figures sat around the eyeball in a special formation, seemingly assisting the owner of the wooden sword in suppressing the peculiar eyeball.

Their lifelike appearance made it impossible to discern whether they were carved or living people who had willingly turned into wood.

As the head in the distant Ancient Graveyard finally ceased its movements, the entire Ancient Graveyard fell into complete silence.

Yet, no one noticed that Pine Mountain, which had been blocking the graveyard, had visibly shrunk.

Or rather, the lifeless, withered land of the Ancient Graveyard had encroached further upon the territory originally belonging to Pine Mountain.

If this continued, it wouldn’t be long before the Ancient Graveyard… spread to the main body of Pine Mountain.

In the southern region of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Unlike the deepest parts of the western Ten Thousand Mountains, the southern area was extremely harsh.

Numerous twisted and morbid creatures inhabited this region.

Deep within the south, five peaks stood arranged like fingers.

At the base of these five peaks lived a multitude of foreign tribes.

They continuously knelt and worshiped the five peaks, as if conducting some kind of ritual.

But soon, one of the peaks began to shake violently.

Many of the kneeling foreigners seemed severely affected—some collapsed unconscious, while others vomited blood.

In the palace atop the highest of the five peaks, five golden-robed Cultivators from the Great Thousand Mountains, all in the Deity Transformation Stage and meditating with closed eyes, simultaneously opened their eyes.

After a moment of silence, one of them spoke.

“His aura… has weakened again.”

Another golden-robed Cultivator calmly responded, “A few years ago, I sent people to test him. Now, he can’t even send his Natal Immortal Sword beyond the mountain. It seems…”

Before he could finish, another golden-robed Cultivator from the Great Thousand Mountains interjected.

“Are you certain he isn’t deliberately feigning weakness?”

“From what I remember since childhood, he has always existed.”

“I even suspect he has survived from ancient times to this day. His methods are numerous, and his cultivation profound—far beyond our comprehension.”

“As long as he remains, there is no way we can awaken our master.”

His words plunged the hall into silence once more.

After a while, an elderly golden-robed man seated deepest in the hall finally spoke. “Then we wait—until he reveals a flaw.”

“He may suppress us for a time, but he cannot do so forever.”

“Once he disappears, the severed passage between the two sides can be reopened.”“Didn’t we brave life-and-death dangers to come to the Immortal Alliance precisely for that moment?”

After another stretch of silence, a voice once again echoed through the dimly lit hall.

“Then we shall wait. Time… will be on our side.”

(End of Chapter)