Entry: I Secretly Cultivate Immortality in the Martial Arts World

136: Chapter 136 Ancestor Tianming!The Bull Demon King stood up and strode out of the catacombs.

With every step he took, the catacombs trembled.

Outside the catacombs lay a desolate wilderness.

Mysterious Truth Master stood suspended in mid-air, his white robes fluttering and a long sword strapped to his back, looking every bit the transcendent immortal.

He looked down at the entrance of the catacombs below, which was overflowing with Demonic Qi, a faint smile playing on his lips.

”Come out. I know you can hear me.”

Before his voice could fade, the entrance to the catacombs exploded.

Debris flew everywhere as dust filled the air.

A massive figure strode out from within the dust.

The Bull Demon King stood at the cave entrance, looking up at the tiny figure in mid-air.

”Was it you who killed my mountain-patrolling minor demon?”

Mysterious Truth Master smiled indifferently. ”Indeed it was. You Prodigy, occupying the Western Desolation and bringing ruin to all living beings—today, I shall act on behalf of heaven to slay this demon and...”

”Enough nonsense!”

The Bull Demon King gave him no chance to finish. He took a step forward, cracking the ground, and smashed his massive fist down, carrying a monstrous wave of Demonic Qi!

Mysterious Truth Master’s expression shifted as he hurriedly dodged.

The wind from the punch grazed him and slammed into a small hill behind him, instantly reducing the peak to fine powder.

Mysterious Truth Master broke into a cold sweat, then flew into a rage. ”You brutish bull! You are supposed to be a Demon King; can’t you at least say a few proper introductory words?!”

The Bull Demon King grinned savagely. ”Talk my ass! I’ll talk after I beat you to death!”

With that, another punch came crashing in.

Mysterious Truth Master was fuming with rage, but he could only steel himself to meet the attack.

He reached out, and the long sword on his back unsheathed itself.

It was a snow-white long sword—one of the Top-Grade Magic Treasures he had obtained in the Secret Realm, the Frost Sword.

The sword emerged like a dragon, overflowing with frigid Qi.

Mysterious Truth Master met the charge with his sword, engaging the Bull Demon King in battle.

One was a Human Race Prodigy at the Early Stage of Tribulation Crossing, possessing exquisite sword techniques and numerous Magic Treasures.

The other was a Demon King at the Tribulation Crossing Peak, with a powerful Physical Body and monstrous demonic power.

For a time, sand flew, rocks rolled, and the sky turned dark.

Mysterious Truth Master’s sword light flickered, every strike aimed at the Bull Demon King’s vital points.

But the Bull Demon King was thick-skinned and tough-fleshed; ordinary sword moves couldn’t wound him in the slightest.

”That’s it?”

The Bull Demon King sneered and grabbed at the Frost Sword.

Mysterious Truth Master hurriedly withdrew his sword, while an ancient bronze mirror flew out from his sleeve.

A Top-Grade Magic Treasure: the Demon-Revealing Mirror!

The mirror light shot out, aiming directly at the Bull Demon King’s face.

Struck by the light, the Bull Demon King felt a stinging pain in his eyes, and his movements faltered slightly.

Mysterious Truth Master was overjoyed. He took the opportunity to thrust the Frost Sword straight for the throat!

However, when the sword tip hit the Bull Demon King’s throat, it produced the sound of clashing metal.

It left only a faint white mark.

The Bull Demon King reached out, grabbed the blade of the Frost Sword, and gave it a violent twist.

With a crack, the Frost Sword snapped!

Mysterious Truth Master turned pale with shock and hurriedly let go to retreat.

But how could the Bull Demon King give him the chance? His other fist was already smashing toward his face.

Unable to dodge in time, Mysterious Truth Master could only summon a small green shield.

Another Top-Grade Magic Treasure: the Green Wood Shield!

The shield’s light had just flared up when the fist connected.

Thud.

The Green Wood Shield’s light dimmed as it was sent flying back, slamming into Mysterious Truth Master’s chest.

Mysterious Truth Master spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying hundreds of feet, crashing heavily onto the ground.

The Bull Demon King strode forward and stepped on his chest.

”From the Central Plains?”

Mysterious Truth Master coughed blood, glaring at him viciously.

”From the Profound Sky Sect, right?”

The Bull Demon King leaned down, his bovine face full of mockery. ”Very good. After I, Old Bull, take the Eastern Continent, I’ll turn around and attack the Central Plains. I’ll start with your Profound Sky Sect!”

”When that time comes, I’ll capture all your Senior Sisters and junior sisters to be my concubines!”

”Hahaha!”

Mysterious Truth Master’s eyes nearly split with rage. ”You wouldn’t dare!”

The Bull Demon King’s smile vanished as he applied pressure with his foot.

The sound of ribs snapping was clearly audible.

Mysterious Truth Master spat out another mouthful of blood, his aura withering.

Just as the Bull Demon King lifted his foot, intending to crush his head and bring him back to the Immortal Cave to enjoy...

Mysterious Truth Master’s gaze suddenly changed.

The original terror, anger, and resentment all vanished.

In their place was an indescribable indifference.

It was as if he had become a different person.

The Bull Demon King was startled, and his raised foot didn’t stomp down immediately.

In the next instant, Mysterious Truth Master quickly rose and retreated.

His movements were composed, his posture elegant.

He was a completely different person from the pathetic Mysterious Truth Master of a moment ago.

”How troublesome.”

He spoke. The voice was identical to before, but the tone was entirely different.

The Bull Demon King frowned. ”Kid, what tricks are you playing?”

”Kid?”

The man looked up, watching the Bull Demon King with a half-smile. ”I have lived for millions of years, and this is the first time someone has called me ’kid’.”

The Bull Demon King’s pupils constricted.

Millions of years?

Mysterious Truth Master—or rather, the one occupying Mysterious Truth Master’s Physical Body—limbered up his limbs.

”This body hasn’t been properly prepared yet. Forcibly performing Possession is somewhat uncomfortable.”

”But there was no other way. This foolish boy is so useless; I only napped for a moment and he was almost beaten to death.”

He looked up at the Bull Demon King with an indifferent gaze.

”This Physical Body has the best Spiritual Root Aptitude I have seen in ten thousand years. I originally intended to nurture it for a few more years and wait until the Divine Soul and Physical Body were perfectly aligned before acting.”

”But you messed it up.”

The Bull Demon King’s expression became solemn as his demonic power surged frantically.

He could feel that the person before him was on a completely different level than the one from before.

”Who exactly are you?!”

The man smiled slightly. ”My Daoist title is Tianming. As for my origins, you wouldn’t know them even if I told you.”

”You little calf, your cultivation is decent. Unfortunately, I don’t have time to play with you today.”

With that, he flicked his sleeve.

A vast pressure exploded outward.

The Bull Demon King’s face changed drastically as he instinctively took a step back.

But in the next moment, that pressure vanished instantly.

Old Ancestor Tianming had already turned into a streak of light, disappearing into the distant horizon.

His speed was unbelievably fast.

The Bull Demon King froze on the spot, only coming to his senses after a long while.

He looked in the direction the light had disappeared and cursed loudly, ”Old geezer! Why are you running! If you have the guts, come down and fight me!”

”Some million-year-old monster you are, running faster than a rabbit!”

”How embarrassing!”

Despite his cursing, he did not give chase.

Being unable to catch up was one thing.

More importantly, that pressure from earlier had given him a faint sense of dread.

If he really fought that old thing, the outcome would be hard to predict.

He just didn’t know why the man had run.

The Bull Demon King spat fiercely. ”What bad luck!”

...

Supreme Creation Small Luo Grotto-Heaven, Hall of Longevity.

Three years had passed in the blink of an eye since Gu Yan obtained the foundation of the great dao: red.

On this day, he stopped his Cultivation. With a slight shiver, his cultivation had reached the eighth level of Heavenly Immortal.

As expected of a red trait; the boost to cultivation speed was truly impressive.

Gu Yan marveled for a moment, then stood up and walked out of the hall.

Outside the Hall of Longevity, spiritual mist swirled.

Gu Yan stood on the stone steps before the hall with his hands behind his back, looking up at the Eternal Heavens World Tree.

It still had only a single leaf.

However, after three years, that leaf appeared even more plump than before.

Gu Yan extended his Divine Sense and took a casual look.

Well, the world had achieved total Great Unity.

Branches of the Great Love Alliance were spread all over the world, and stone monuments were erected everywhere.

The original hatred and barriers between nations had been mostly eliminated under Fang Yuan’s simple and crude governance.

After all, those who refused to comply had all committed suicide, so naturally, the remainder were a picture of harmony.

As for the humans who had been changed back from Pure Titans, they were now living normal lives.

Though they occasionally had nightmares of wandering around eating people, they felt at ease upon waking up and seeing the Great Love Alliance stone monument nearby.

Gu Yan withdrew his Divine Sense and stopped paying attention.

He reached out and pulled out the haotian mirror, deciding to check the situation in the Spirit Realm.

The spiritual light flickered, and the scene of a world gradually appeared within the mirror.

With just one look, Gu Yan couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.

Good heavens.

The mirror showed the Western Desolation of the Spirit Realm.

That region, which was originally divided among various demons, had now completely changed its banners.

A massive demonic flag was planted on the most prominent mountain peak, embroidered with a pair of hideous bull horns.

Looking further north, the Northern Plains had also changed masters.

The former sphere of influence of the Nine Nether Ice Phoenix now also flew that same bull-horn flag.

Gu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly. With a thought, the scene in the mirror changed again.

At the border between the Northern Plains and the Western Desolation, squads of demonic soldiers were being deployed, clearly on guard against something.

And the object of their vigilance came from the Southern Border.

The mirror’s image shifted to the Southern Border, where a great flag had also been raised, embroidered with a pitch-black demonic shadow surrounded by blood-colored lightning.

Myriad Tribulations Demon Lord.

This was an old acquaintance.

Gu Yan remembered that after this fellow unified the Southern Border, although he made constant small moves, he generally kept to himself and didn’t interfere with other factions.

Now, however, the Bull Demon King had swallowed the Western Desolation and annexed the Northern Plains, his power expanding drastically, finally touching the nerves of this old demon.

The mirror’s image shifted again, freezing on a plain at the border of the Southern Border and the Northern Plains.

There, two armies faced off.

On one side was the demon army under the Bull Demon King, their Demonic Qi piercing the heavens in a vast black mass.

On the other side were the Demonic Path Cultivators under the Myriad Tribulations Demon Lord, their demonic flames soaring and their Evil Qi surging.

Between the two armies were the remains left after a great battle.

The ground was cracked, rocks were shattered, and countless had died.

Looking at the scene in the mirror, Gu Yan couldn’t help but remark, ”This Spirit Realm is truly a grand stage.”

It is truly a damn mess.