sinovels Chapter 92 involves the Three Realms
Chapter 92 involves the Three Realms
The Buddha relic's radiance had almost completely dimmed, and several fine cracks had appeared on its surface.
"The Buddha's relics are about to collapse." Zhou Ning's heart sank.
Just then, another golden sword light descended from the sky, heading straight for the Black Mountain Demon.
The Black Mountain Demon dodged again, his eyes filled with apprehension.
"Yan Chixia, you actually came in person?"
A blue figure slowly descended from the sky.
The man, dressed in a cyan outfit, with a stern face and holding an ancient-looking longsword, was none other than Yan Chixia.
"Master!" Zhou Ning exclaimed, both surprised and delighted.
Yan Chixia landed beside him, glanced at him, and said calmly, "Injured?"
Zhou Ning shook his head: "This disciple is fine."
Yan Chixia nodded and looked at the Black Mountain Demon.
"Black Mountain Demon, it's been many years! Today, I, Yan Chixia, will rid the people of this scourge."
The Black Mountain Demon sneered.
"You? You couldn't beat me thirty years ago, do you think you can win thirty years later?"
Yan Chixia did not answer, but raised his longsword, and a dazzling golden light shone on the blade.
"You'll know once you try it."
He flashed and charged towards the Black Mountain Demon.
The two figures intersected in the night sky, their sword light clashing with the black mist, producing a deafening explosion.
Yan Chixia's swordsmanship is fierce, and each strike carries pure righteousness, suppressing evil.
The Black Mountain Demon's magic is bizarre, and every move carries a strong aura of death.
The two fought for dozens of rounds without a clear winner.
Zhou Ning stood to the side, watching with a pounding heart.
His master's strength was even greater than he had imagined.
However, the Black Mountain Demon's strength is equally unfathomable.
"No, this will only lead to mutual destruction."
Zhou Ning gritted his teeth, took out the black longsword from his bag, and raised it high.
"Black Mountain Demon, your evil weapon is in my hands. If you want it, come and take it."
The Black Mountain Demon's expression changed, and he suddenly turned around and pounced on Zhou Ning.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yan Chixia stabbed him in the back with his sword.
The Black Mountain Demon couldn't dodge in time and was slashed by the sword energy, leaving a deep wound from which black blood gushed out.
"ah--!"
The Black Mountain Demon screamed, clutching his wound, and staggered backward.
His eyes were filled with resentment as he stared intently at Zhou Ning.
"You...you wait, I won't let you get away with this."
He suddenly crushed a black token, which turned into a wisp of black mist and disappeared into the night sky.
Seeing this, the other men in black robes also fled.
Yan Chixia sheathed his sword and walked to Zhou Ning's side.
Are you alright?
Zhou Ning shook his head: "Disciple is fine. Master, why are you here?"
Yan Chixia said, "If I hadn't come, you would have died."
He glanced at the black longsword in Zhou Ning's hand and frowned.
"Is this the evil artifact?"
Zhou Ning nodded: "This disciple originally wanted to destroy it, but its power was too great, and this disciple could not do it."
Yan Chixia took the longsword and examined it carefully for a moment.
"This sword was forged with the blood and resentment of tens of thousands of people, and it's almost complete. With your current cultivation level, you truly cannot destroy it."
He sheathed his longsword in his sleeve and said, "I'll take it back to deal with it. You go back to Lanruo Temple to recover."
Zhou Ning nodded and followed Yan Chixia, leaving Qingfeng Mountain.
As the night on Qingfeng Mountain was gradually dispelled by the dawn, a heavy gloom still shrouded Zhou Ning's heart.
Yan Chixia led him away from that ghostly city and headed south.
Neither of them spoke; only the wind whistled in their ears.
Zhou Ning's injuries were not light. His internal organs, which had been damaged by the Black Mountain Demon, were still aching, and he had also consumed most of his true energy.
But he gritted his teeth and followed closely behind his master, without uttering a sound of pain.
After walking for about two hours, it was broad daylight.
Yan Chixia stopped by a mountain stream and turned to look at Zhou Ning.
"Sit down, I'll heal your wounds."
Zhou Ning sat cross-legged on a blue stone as instructed.
Yan Chixia sat down behind him, placed his palms against his back, and channeled a warm and powerful stream of true energy into his body.
The true essence flowed slowly along the meridians like a gentle stream, and wherever it passed, the damaged meridians and internal organs began to slowly repair themselves.
Zhou Ning felt a warm sensation spreading from his back to his whole body, and his fatigue and pain gradually subsided.
After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Yan Chixia withdrew his palm and stood up.
"The internal injuries are healed, but you still need to rest for a few days. During these days, do not use your true energy and rest well."
Zhou Ning opened his eyes, stretched his muscles and bones, and indeed felt much more relaxed.
He stood up and bowed deeply to Yan Chixia.
"Thank you, Master."
Yan Chixia waved his hand, walked to the stream, squatted down, and scooped up a handful of water to wash his face.
The clear stream reflected his face; though still stern, there seemed to be a hint of weariness between his brows.
"Master, are you injured too?" Zhou Ning asked with concern.
Yan Chixia shook his head: "No. It's just that I'm getting old and can't be as energetic as I was when I was young."
Zhou Ning knew his master was joking, but a pang of sadness still welled up in his heart.
Although Yan Chixia possessed profound cultivation, he was still a being of flesh and blood, and he would grow old and get tired.
He has guarded Lanruo Temple alone for so many years, fighting against the Black Mountain forces, and has endured countless pressures.
"Master, that evil weapon..." Zhou Ning asked.
Yan Chixia took out the jet-black longsword from his sleeve and placed it on the blue stone by the stream.
The sword blade emitted an eerie black light under the sunlight, and within the black gem on the hilt, countless distorted faces struggled in agony, emitting faint wails.
"This sword was forged with the blood and resentment of tens of thousands of people."
Yan Chixia's voice was deep and solemn.
"It's almost complete. Once it's complete, the wielder will possess near-invincible power, but the price will be that the wielder's soul will be devoured by the resentment within the sword, turning them into a monster that only knows how to kill."
Zhou Ning felt a chill run down his spine.
"What does the Black Mountain Demon want to use it for?"
Yan Chixia said, "He wants to use this sword to fight against the Heavenly Court. The Black Mountain Demon's ambition is not just to rule the mortal world; he wants the entire Three Realms."
He paused, then continued, "Thirty years ago, I fought him. Although we were both badly injured, I clearly sensed the power within him. It wasn't pure demonic power, but... demonic energy."
"Demonic energy?" Zhou Ning was taken aback.
Yan Chixia nodded: "The demonic energy of the extraterrestrial demons. The Black Mountain Demon is very likely colluding with the extraterrestrial demons. The evil arts he cultivates and the resentment he absorbs are all preparations for the extraterrestrial demons to descend upon the mortal realm."
Zhou Ning gasped.
Extraterrestrial demons?
What is that?
Yan Chixia seemed to see his confusion and explained, "The extraterrestrial demons are evil spirits from beyond the Three Realms. They have no physical form and feed on the negative emotions of living beings. What they love most is war, killing, hatred, and fear. The more chaotic the human world is, the stronger they become."
He stood up, put his hands behind his back, and looked into the distance.
"In ancient times, extraterrestrial demons launched a massive invasion of the human world. In that battle, countless immortals and gods perished, and countless civilizations were destroyed. In the end, the human race and the demon race joined forces to repel the demons. But after that battle, the spiritual energy in the human world greatly diminished, and the path of cultivation became increasingly difficult."
Zhou Ning listened intently; these were secrets he had never heard of before.
"Master, the Black Mountain Demon is colluding with extraterrestrial demons. What is his purpose?"
Yan Chixia said, "He wanted to use the power of the Heavenly Demon to break the balance of the Three Realms and become the new ruler. But he didn't know that those who make deals with the Heavenly Demon will eventually be devoured by the Heavenly Demon. He was just a pawn."
He turned around, looked at Zhou Ning, and his gaze was deep.
"That's why I've always kept you from going to the North. The Black Mountain Demon's matter is far too complicated for you to handle alone. You need time, you need to grow. Only when you're strong enough can you face a real enemy."
Zhou Ning was silent for a moment, then said, "Master, I understand. But I cannot stand by and watch those people be slaughtered by the Black Mountain Demon. I may not be his match, but I can do what I can."
Yan Chixia looked at him, a hint of relief flashing in her eyes.
"The fact that you can think this way shows that your spiritual heart has matured. A cultivator must not only practice the Dharma, but also cultivate the heart. Only by having the people and all living beings in your heart can you go far."
He took out a jade slip from his sleeve and handed it to Zhou Ning.
"This is the complete version of the 'Golden Core Chapter.' Take it back and study it. Once your injuries have healed, go into seclusion to attempt to break through to the Golden Core stage."
Zhou Ning accepted the jade slip and solemnly said, "Thank you, Master."
Yan Chixia continued, "I will take that evil artifact back to Lanruo Temple and purify it using Buddhist teachings. This process may take some time. During this period, you should not come to the Northern Lands again. Focus on your cultivation, and once you have formed your Golden Core, we can then consider dealing with the Black Mountain Demon."
Zhou Ning nodded: "This disciple understands."
The two continued south along the mountain path.