Chapter 151 The Silver-Haired Person Was a Part of Hun Kun
historical
Little Lingchong crawled out of the sleeve. After a sound sleep, they had arrived at the Ninth-level Heaven. Why did the master come here? Little Lingchong suspended in mid-air, and various rare treasures dazzled it. It was the Ninth-level Heaven’s Treasure Pavilion. It held the Heavenly Mirror with its claws and rushed out of the Treasure Pavilion.
The divine hall was situated on the south of the square. Wuyou followed the ring and searched all the way. The ring darkened at the palace gate. Wuyou came up to look around, but could not find any inkling. Did the ring looked in the wrong direction? Wuyou checked again, and found a secret entrance on the right of the palace. Little Lingchong rushed in. The ring led the way. They entered the secret entrance and saw a slope ahead. The stone steps were narrow. The ring’s Spirit Power shone brighter. It seemed that the person Wuyou was looking for was there. Along the stone steps, the ring floated and fell into a deep pool. Little Lingchong drilled into the waters. No one could expect that there was a Dark River and waterfall under the divine palace. Little Lingchong spat out a bubble to enwrap itself and stirred gently. Suddenly, a gale sprang up on the surface of the lake. Water column of ten meters high spouted out from the Dark River, and Little Lingchong was sucked by the great waves. Wuyou rushed into the pool, but regretted immediately, since the water was piercingly cold. The ring gleamed weakly. Wuyou followed the ring closely. When reaching the lake bottom, she found there was a sky of stars. How could a pool of stagnant water turn into an array of stars and the clear moon?
Little Lingchong flaked out on the ground with tiredness. There was a silver-white path on the bottom of the lake. The ring stayed on the gate of the palace. After entering the main hall, Wuyou found there was no maidservants or servants but just an empty silver palace. Wuyou looked around. Little Lingchong could smell the souls’ scent, and then flew to the Internal Palace. But the ring flew in opposite direction— to the side hall. Wuyou followed the ring. When she approached the target, she fell onto a silver place with a tickle. She flipped her spiritual finger and ignited a candlelight. Against the candlelight, the wall glimmered softly. The ring kept knocking on the ground. Wuyou squatted down and put her fingers into the silver. Suddenly, the crystal lotus base plate was broken. The ring rotated around the base plate. Spiritual fog scattered layer after layer. Then, palisades rolled toward her.
A silver-haired monster in snowy clothes rushed out of the ground, and its Spirit Power pressed hard at Wuyou. Little Lingchong hurried to hide into the sleeve with scare. Silver hair danced and covered the monster’s real look. Wuyou slapped out, and the monster in snowy clothes dashed up. As they got closer, Wuyou could see the monster’s look clearly— a pair of snowy eyes. A person with white eyes did exist in the world. Although the man in snowy clothes had strong palms, his arms and legs were confined. Since few people could bear the Heavenly Book, who was the man in snowy clothes? Why was he imprisoned here? Was he Emperor Jun? Wuyou wanted to know more. The ring floated up from the deep pool. Little Lingchong sat on the ring and suspended in the mid-air. The silver-haired man thrust a palm to slash the currents, then, the water stopped. The ring flew in. Was there any profound secret inside? Wuyou followed closely. Then, the silver-haired man gave another palm with spark splashing all the way. Wuyou docked the offensive, gathered spirits and swept towards the silver-haired man. Time was elapsing. In order to get out of there early, Wuyou opened her eyebrow bones, and the spinel floated with blue spirit light shining in all directions. Then, the silver-haired man disappeared suddenly. The moment Wuyou was about to leave, a palm attacked her back. Thanks to Ancient Spirit’s protection, the silver-haired man was bounced into the deep pool. Wuyou’s purpose was to find the planted agent. The silver-haired man leaped from the pool and blocked Wuyou’s way.
“Jiangyu’s... Ancient Spirit?”
“Do you know my grandfather?”
“Far more that... I am familiar with him...”
The silver-haired man’s palm became more furious. Wuyou had no time to circulate with him, so she subdued him with just a palm. The monster with white eyes was startled that the woman did not have the Ancient Spirit to protect her, but also owned the power of the Heavenly Book. Although the silver-haired man had been imprisoned in the deep pool for ages, he still had a good understanding of the outside world, so obviously, he was not a nothing. Wuyou had no animosity against him, so she would not kill any innocent people. Wuyou dispersed her Spirit Power and flew to the Water Curtain Cave.
“Once you come in, you will never come out of it...”
Wuyou stopped. The man’s silver hair glistened with white light, and his snowy clothes got wet by the water.
“Who are you? Why are you restrained here...”
“Do you know Hun Kun?”
“You are the disciple of the Creation Original Spirit... Hun Kun.”
“Exactly.”
“The disciple of the Creation Original Spirit is imprisoned? You are trying to kid me...”
Wuyou did not believe it, of course. Because Hun Kun was the most ancient god, even tens of thousands of years older than Black Emperor.
“I am just a part of Hun Kun.”
Wuyou could not help thinking about the Mysterious Sign when Black Emperor got rebirth. Shenzong once mentioned Hun Kun’s incarnation. So Black Emperor was a part of Hun Kun, too. Wuyou was still rather dubious of the words. But at present, she had to find out the men of sacrifice first. She leaped into the air but was stopped by the silver-haired person again.
“This road is not safe. I will show you a shortcut.” The silver-haired man’s shackles tinkled.
The silver-haired person wanted nothing but to get out of there. The woman had the Pangu techniques, so it was a piece of cake to take off his shackles. Wuyou was not a fool. It was easy to save a person, but what if the person was an evil? If so, she was looking for trouble herself. However, Wuyou did want to know the origin of Hun Kun and the spinel. So she chanted the incantation and waved her spiritual fingers. The burning Spirit Power glowed like magma with dazzling light. Her fingers swept, and then the Imprisoning Chain instantly turned into a pool of iron water. The silver-haired man leaped to the air to celebrate his freedom and stretched out his muscles and bones.
His arms and legs which had been restrained for tens of thousands of years were as slim as skeleton. Wuyou’s spiritual fingers swept, and new flesh grew on them.
“Take the way.” Time had been delayed a lot. It was time to search for the people. The silver-haired man squeezed into the cracks of the stone. Wuyou was stunned at that moment. Was it so-called way? She should not have saved the silver-haired man. But when she also squeezed into the crack, the scene was out of her expectation. No one could ever imagine that there was another world under the divine palace. It was luxuriantly green with peach orchards all over the mountains. Brilliant red peaches were full on the trees. Wuyou tried to pick up one, but the silver-haired man stopped her.
“Look...”
The silver-haired man pointed at the tree. When Wuyou saw it, she quickly dropped the peach. Under the tree was a pile of white bones. It turned out that these peaches were raised by the corpse. The two walked toward the spiritual light one after the other. With a few steps, the earth began shaking. Black clouds gather overhead, and a heavy gale blew. The hurricane came from the tree. The peach orchard was black with the mass. The silver-haired man set the tactical formation, and the spiritual net extended to separate the demons. Wuyou suspended in the mid air, making everywhere turn into ashes as her spiritual fingers went. Wuyou did not expect that it would be so hard to find a man of sacrifice. The sky was torn open with a hole. Divine soldiers dashed down. Wuyou found things went worse. Why was Emperor Jun led here? It seemed that a hard fighting today. The silver-haired man struck first, and swept his strong Spirit Power to the divine soldiers. Emperor Jun’s huge palm waved out to dispel the attack of the Spirit Power. Why could Hun Kun escape? Wasn’t he imprisoned in the Water Curtain Cave? In order to lock him, Emperor Jun had moved the cornerstone of the divine palace. So hidden place was still exposed! Hun Kun transformed into a lump of Mysterious Clear Qi and charged to Emperor Jun. The rolling Spirit Light bore down menacingly and threw those divine soldiers into the sky, making dust swirl in the air. Emperor Jun called, conjured and set formation. He suspended in the mid air, murmured the spells, and used his blood to open the alien space. It was the dark power of the Jiangdi family. Ying Fu gave Emperor Jun for the sake of Black Emperor. Wuyou had seen its power before, so she thought she should act with great caution. Blood dispersed with the formation. After a smoke, the alien space was opened.
On the clouds, Wuyou hoped to end the battle as soon as possible, leaving no time for Emperor Jun to take a breath. She condensed spirit power and smashed out. Surprisingly, Jue Shi could transform itself at will. Confronted with the strong attack, it changed into a wisp of miasma, and fled away even under the pressure of strong spirit power. It turned out that Flowing Light did not work to the plague spirit. After several attacks, it gave out miasma, making it unapproachable. The Heavenly Book floated, which was the infusion of Wuyou and the Heavenly Book, and was also a conversation that Wuyou could have with the Heavenly Book more closely. Equipped with the power of the Heavenly Book and the Ancient Spirit, Wuyou had the foreknowing ability, more sensitive to the things around. She did have plenty of methods to deal with the intangible plague spirit. On the other hand, Emperor Jun had a trace of hope when seeing Wuyou do nothing to Jue Shi. Then, he drove Bei Chiluo up. However, Emperor Jun thought things too simply. Inside Wuyou hid the power of creating the world. Th power was inexhaustible. The plague spirit’s miasma could be solved by Nong’s Herbs Spirits. On the clouds, Wuyou read the incantation, and slim fingers released power from the pulses. The pulses beat inside Wuyou. Those herbal fairies were called out. Every time they gathered just like breaking the seals, they roared inside Wuyou. She flipped her spiritual fingers. Then, those herbal fairies spotted everywhere were unstoppable like galloping horses. Jue Shi jeered at the tiny things, because it was the poisonous spirit from the alien world, the intangible plague miasma. In the three realms, any spiritual device was unable to approach it, including Kunlun’s Flowing Light which would be eroded when exposed in the maisma for a long time. Jue Shi floated on the sea of clouds, and transformed into immaterial miasma and spread. Emperor Jun released the alien world’s plague spirit, and found Jiang Wuyou was at a loss what to do. Jue Shi ran riot. In fact, Jue Shi loathed Hun Kun. On the sky, the intangible Qi became thickened and formed into a lump of fog to rush to Hun Kun. Meanwhile, Pangu’s technique stuck on Emperor Jun.
Jue Shi was above oneself, thinking what these creatures did to it. The miasma flooded in all directions and surrounded Hun Kun tightly. In the miasma fog, Wuyou spread the spiritual net to form the defensive cover to insulate the poison fog. Xu Linghe spread his Spirit Power and changed into icy fog to intensify the net. Jue Shi did not realize that the crisis was imminent. Its arrogance just sped up its death. Wuyou conjured on the defensive cover. Those herbal spirits wandering in the sky rushed up after being called the Master. Jue Shi completely ignored the oncoming little spirits. When hundreds of thousands of herb spirits drilled into the miasma. It was too late for Jue Shi to regret. Dense black fog was delicious food for the herb spirits. Nong’s Herb Spirits loved the poisonous things very much. They could not restrain their love for their favorite food, since Wuyou’s naga poison was cleaned up by the herb spirits. Jue Shi did not understand what the herb spirits were till it perished. Emperor Jun and Bei Chiluo helplessly stared at it. Those spirits were not spirit beasts but just herbal vital essence. What could Emperor Jun do even if he had the King of spirit beasts, Bei Chiluo? Celestial soldiers looked agape and worried about Emperor Jun. Didn’t Emperor Jun’s tribulation formation fail to suppress the woman? Since the soldiers had high anticipation to their Master, they could accept the disappointing result. In the sea of clouds, Emperor Jun burst into wild laughter which trembled the earth and the mountains. Fierce wind mixed with great currents. On the sky, a black figure drifted from the distance. When Wuyou saw the person clearly, her heart calm down, since she had expected it. Feng Xi was Chidi’s subordinate, and a member of Emperor Jun’s family. Even if Feng Xi looked like Wuyou’s husband’s mother, he was not Xiao Qingkong but Jiang Wuyou’s enemy from now on. Wuyou’s husband did not have the mother like that. The silver-haired person gathered the Mysterious Clear Qi. Emperor Jun met head-on in the wind, because he had vanquished Hun Kun in the past. And the defeated opponent could not escape Emperor Jun’s palm today. The spiritual creatures of the alien world rushed up upon the call. Hun Kun gathered spirit power and threw out. His strong spirit power sealed the entrance of the alien space. Closed off by the spiritual net, the spiritual creatures were burnt with smoke and their blood filled the Ninth-level Heaven.