mtl008 Chapter 179 Arriving at the Appointment
Chapter 179 Arriving at the Appointment
As the group gradually arrived at the South China Sea, they soon found the surrounding area strangely familiar.
Even Garuda King had recognized the way forward, and soon it hovered over a sea area.
Everyone present was familiar with this place, including Lin Qiye, who recognized where he was.
“Yunxiao, you came here alone, so only you know what happened here.”
Wang Mian sighed. They were all trapped in the void by Ling Yunxiao back then, and just thinking about it made him angry.
"Uh... Captain, I've already explained the situation. I didn't expect that Dagon's corpse could cause any more trouble. Let's go down and take a look!"
However, as soon as the group landed on the beach, a roar rang out.
Suddenly, ripples spread across the vast, boundless sea, and then a chilling scene slowly emerged. Countless, densely packed beings had appeared on the once calm, mirror-like surface. These beings seemed endless, stretching to the very edge of sight, inspiring awe and fear.
Upon closer inspection, these creatures appeared in all sorts of bizarre shapes. Some resembled distorted human faces, others torn limbs, and still others the heads of enormous monsters—each one grotesque and terrifying. They emanated a thick, ominous black aura, which billowed and surged like thick smoke, enveloping the entire sea in a sinister and terrifying atmosphere.
Even more terrifying, above their heads stood a massive gate etched with bizarre patterns, suspended in mid-air. Gazing at it, for some reason, images of the gate began to surface in their minds.
The door also depicts the Kabbalah Tree of Life, albeit in a different form. Its ten wheels represent the ten atoms and ten wings, signifying the same thing. Connecting these ten wheels sequentially forms the Path of the Fire Sword. What, then, is the Tree of Life? It signifies the vast universe, the human body as a microcosm, and the spiritual journey to godhood.
Therefore, this door is the door to truth.
"Hehehe... You really didn't surprise me, Yog Sothos, you despicable ants."
I have summoned all the subjects of Illydiophi. Now that you dare to appear, today is your death day. Let your deaths awaken this door, and then let the people of Illydiophi pay for the deaths of everyone on your planet!
Your trembling wails will be your final words in this world.
"Are you kidding me? Is Jupiter really that fierce?"
Ling Yunxiao muttered to himself, really unable to understand how changing Jupiter's name to a restraining star could be so absurd.
Just then, Shub Nicholas appeared beside the Gate of Truth, with Dagon standing to her left and An Qingyu, white-haired and white-eyed, sneering to her right.
"Foolish ant, do you think that just because your soul has left this body, I can no longer control it?"
Shub Nicholas's voice came from An Qingyu's mouth, and the group secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, the [Key to the Gate] is soul-bound, so how could it be confined to a corpse and easily reborn?
"To be honest, you don't need to go to such lengths next time. A kind person like you who walked right into my trap and gave me the power of reincarnation, you can just call me anytime you need to see me. Just tell me the time and place, and I'll come to see you on my own without any problem."
Ling Yunxiao raised his eyes, ~(￣▽￣～)(～￣▽￣)～.
He smiled and took a step forward, shielding Wang Mian and Lin Qiye behind him.
Then, Ling Yunxiao instantly took out the Judge's Pen and the Book of Life and Death, and quickly wrote down a line of words.
"Fellow Taoist, please stay."
As a line of text appeared, a majestic mountain slowly materialized before everyone's eyes.
As people of the Great Xia Dynasty, Ling Yunxiao and his companions quickly recognized the mountain.
Mount Tai, this famous mountain standing tall on the land of the Great Xia Dynasty, is like a dazzling pearl, radiating brilliant light. Its majestic and magnificent appearance is breathtaking, and its undulating peaks seem to contain endless power; while its secluded and beautiful scenery is like a delicate scroll, slowly unfolding before the eyes of the world.
As the first rays of sunlight fall upon Mount Tai, the pines of Shiwu begin their joyful symphony. A gentle breeze rustles through the dense pine forest, creating a soft, natural sound, like a beautiful symphony played by nature. These pines, some standing tall and straight, others winding and twisting, vary in shape, yet all display a tenacious vitality.
As evening approaches, the sea of clouds over Mount Tai becomes one of the most spectacular sights. Clouds rise from the valleys, gradually gathering into a vast, boundless sea of clouds. The afterglow of the setting sun reflects on this sea of clouds, painting it with vibrant colors such as orange-red and golden yellow, creating a dreamlike and breathtaking scene. Standing atop the mountain and overlooking this sea of clouds feels like being in a fairyland, utterly enchanting.
Moreover, Mount Tai is steeped in profound historical and cultural heritage. Since ancient times, countless literati have left behind timeless masterpieces praising its magnificence and mystery. Ancient temples, steles, stone carvings, and other cultural relics are scattered throughout the mountain, telling tales of the vicissitudes of time.
In addition, Mount Tai's unique geological wonders are a major highlight. Millions of years of crustal movement and weathering have sculpted its landscape, creating bizarre peaks, strange rocks, and precipitous cliffs. Some rocks resemble animals, while others are lifelike, inspiring endless imagination.
However, Mount Tai at this moment was not as they remembered it. Although it was still majestic and magnificent, it had a more sinister and eerie aura. When the mountain appeared, Shub Nicholas's eyes darted around quickly.
The Gate of Truth beside it became even more illusory. In the blink of an eye, the Gate of Truth, which had just exuded an aura that shook the entire area, was now faintly visible in the void, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind at any moment.
“The one who holds the Book of Man, Ling Yunxiao, greets the Lord of Mount Tai.”
A solemn and majestic throne faintly appeared atop Mount Tai. Ling Yunxiao bowed respectfully and spoke first, before the person seated on the throne could utter a word.
Having already been stood up by the Styx Ancestor once, Ling Yunxiao went back and reflected on his mistakes, realizing he had clearly failed in his social skills. Therefore, he was now behaving with great courtesy and speaking in a very humble tone.
"Since you are the daughter of an empress, there is no need to be so polite."
The figure on the throne finally appeared. It was a majestic emperor wearing a nine-dragon purple-gold imperial robe and a golden-clawed dragon crown.
"I sensed a familiar aura in this realm, which is why I appeared, and it's not solely because of your plea for help. Therefore, I request that you bring the person connected to me here for a chat."