Two Worlds: Demonic Cultivator with His Zombie Materials

Chapter 666 - 348: Divinity Transformation Demon Venerable

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The majestic aura and surging power continuously spread from his body, raising layer upon layer of rippling waves.

Zheng Yi’s figure suddenly gave people a feeling of extreme weight.

As heavy as the mountains and rivers of the land.

Like a living Buddha in the world.

In the void above, the tall ethereal shadow reflected burst forth with ten thousand rays of golden light. The brilliant radiance layered and intertwined, forming a massive circle, illuminating this space of the Relic Tower Forest with dazzling colors.

At this moment, all the radiance was covered by this sacred golden light.

At the center of this endless golden light, right behind Zheng Yi, sat a golden King Aryaacalan, with compassionate eyes, transforming the two extremes, sitting at the center of the Twelfth-Grade Golden Lotus Platform, forming the gesture of holding a flower, becoming more solidified and incredibly powerful.

The hard and stable aura continuously spread, giving a sense of steadfastness as immovable as a mountain, seemingly more majestic than the Great Snow Mountain that has stood for millennia on the earth.

That golden body seemed as solid as if it were highly compressed.

Eighteen-foot.

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Boom boom!

As the three hundred and sixty-five Relics fell into Zheng Yi’s acupoints, using his Innate Divine Body as the foundation, with the God Sacrifice Technique as the link, and the King Aryaacalan Root Seal as the core, evolving the Eighteen-foot Golden Body.

Zheng Yi suddenly furrowed his brows, and his eyes shot out two beams of golden light as if materialized, seemingly penetrating through real space, entering another dimension.

At this moment, the ground beneath him trembled violently. Even with the suppression of the Buddhist Relic Tower Forest, it couldn’t stop the shaking.

From deep underground, seemingly directly connected to the Netherworld Hell, a terrifying force surged madly, as if it could burst out at any moment.

In Zheng Yi’s perception, under the suppression of the Eighteen-foot Golden Body, a tremendously powerful Demonic Qi was surging from the ground, as if something dreadful was being suppressed at the deepest part of the earth, something terrifying as a Demon King, struggling frantically, ready to break free at any moment.

It seemed that in the next moment, it would burst straight out from the underground space.

The vibrating Demonic Qi raged beneath the earth and gradually seeped out, its dark color suddenly turning the surroundings into something resembling the Netherworld Ghost Realm.

The storm surged, causing even the peaceful Relic Tower Forest to become agitated.

Zheng Yi felt a faint unease in his heart.

He hadn’t expected that beneath this Relic Tower Forest, which had been passed down for countless years, lay a dreadful tomb of an ancient great demon.

A terrifying giant demon was suppressed below.

"Could it be that the Profound Celestial Ancient Contract mentioned in the ancient books of the Great Snow Mountain Lineage, established by Master Nine Lotus when founding the sect, is actually real?!"

Staring at the Demonic Qi continuously spewing out below, a trace of shock appeared on Zheng Yi’s face. Suddenly realizing something, his gaze gradually became profound.

As the three hundred and sixty-five Relics penetrated through all of Zheng Yi’s acupoints, the surface of Zheng Yi’s skin gradually changed from crystal-clear like jade to appearing as if it were coated with a layer of golden body, seemingly transforming himself into a living Buddha.

His body gradually expanded, instantly reaching a height of eighteen feet, not a phantom formed by magic, but an actual physical golden body.

Eighteen-foot Golden Body!

Bright King Dharma Aspect.

Golden light radiated brilliantly, forming a massive golden divine wheel behind Zheng Yi, which rotated clockwise continuously, with countless shadows of Divine Altars on it, as if numerous miniature Divine Spirits were all sitting cross-legged, praying towards Zheng Yi’s Eighteen-foot Golden Body.

As the Lamp Transmission Record says: "In the West, there’s a Buddha, eighteen feet tall and golden in color."

This is one of the three Buddha bodies.

It is the smaller body among transformation bodies.

It is precisely the Great King Vidya-raja Dharma Aspect that Zheng Yi evolved, condensed to the extreme, founded on the numerous three hundred and sixty-five Relics of the Upper Monks.

Though a clever approach, with Zheng Yi’s Innate Origin Divine Body, it’s enough to support this portion of spiritual cultivation, gradually transforming, and ultimately becoming part of himself.

This is the strength of the Innate Divine Body.

At this moment, Zheng Yi’s displayed King Aryaacalan Golden Body physique already reached an unprecedented extreme, using the spiritual cultivation from three hundred and sixty-five Relics to establish the divine wheel phantom, as if all the Power of Belief were chanting, emitting divine sound, linked together, bursting forth a tremendously terrifying ancient aura.

The trembling waves stirred up a storm between heaven and earth, and above Zheng Yi’s head in the sky, the clouds transformed instantly, dark clouds enveloped, seemingly about to fall from the sky at any moment, the pressure intensely suppressive.

At the same time, a brilliant golden light erupted from within Zheng Yi’s body, illuminating brightly, like an enormous mountain rising from the earth, suppressing the surrounding void, as if a giant hand rising from the ground supporting the heavens, almost holding up the sky.

Simultaneously, the earth also trembled violently, a dreadful Magic Power rose from above the ground, with terrifying waves shaking the mountains, roads, and trees continuously.

The surging Demonic Qi, like tides, formed wave-like ripples on the ground, vibrating from afar, gradually becoming elongated, extending towards all directions.

In an instant, the ground beneath their feet seemed to transform into a tumultuous sea, the vibrating ripples spreading outward at a visibly rapid pace.

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Roar! Roar!

A series of piercing cries echoed across the sky. The terrifying roars carried a chilling spiritual suppression that struck directly to the soul. It was a profound terror rising from the depths of one’s heart, akin to facing a natural predator. Even Zheng Yi couldn’t help but frown upon hearing it.

The center of his brow moved slightly, and the Eighteen-foot Golden Body emitted an even more powerful golden light, smoothing out all agitation and the distortion from spiritual radiation.

However, the golden light could only radiate in an area atop the snow mountain; as for the farther regions, as the roar gradually spread, it couldn’t be contained at all.

Other Cultivators of the Great Snow Mountain, upon hearing the commotion, were originally rushing over from all directions, flying swiftly through the sky to investigate. Yet, they were suddenly rocked by the roar spreading from the depths of the earth and fell abruptly from the sky, just like birds with broken wings.

This was not because these Cultivators of the Great Snow Mountain Lineage were unskilled and easily influenced.

But because this roar came suddenly, like a mysterious polluting force penetrating the crust, releasing outward.

Moreover, its level was frighteningly high. Even though it was a mere sound wave, the spiritual allure seemed as if it intended to contaminate everything. If not for Zheng Yi’s Eighteen-foot Golden Body Technique suppressing the area, its influence might have been even worse, possibly spreading to more distant regions.

"Is this truly the Demon Suppression Land?!"

Zheng Yi’s infinitely bright Eye of Light gazed deep into the earth, as if trying to penetrate the thick crust, to see through the mysterious objects buried and suppressed in the depths of this snowy mountain.

In a learning process spanning over a decade, Zheng Yi was immersed in all things regarding the Great Snow Mountain, all the hearsay and secrets unknown to outsiders were crystal clear and entirely defenseless to him.

After all, he was the Reincarnation Dharma Body of the Divine Lord.

The resident body of the Great Spirit Heaven in the mortal world.

The supreme High Priest.

His identity and status were noble, representing a Divine Spirit Incarnation.

If the Eight Great Venerables were the leaders of the entire Great Snow Mountain Sect, then as the High Priest, he was the supreme executor of the Divine Dao.

The Divine Dao, the King’s Dao, they originally alternated, thriving and declining mutually.

This generation’s Eight Great Venerables were considered outstanding Upper Cultivators, striving diligently, enabling the Great Snow Mountain Lineage to gradually emerge from weakness, revitalizing the snow mountain, and igniting a resurgence.

This was originally the beginning of the King’s Dao’s prosperity.

Unfortunately, it encountered such a Divine Heir like him.

Once in countless ages.

During a Divine Sacrifice Ceremony, before the Central Immortal Dynasty and numerous Sect observers, he summoned what appeared to be the Lord of the Great Spirit Heaven and thousands of Divine Spirit phantoms, astonishing the world.

This was unprecedented divine intervention and an unimaginable achievement.

This also made the infinite Cultivators of the Great Snow Mountain Lineage, and even all the mortals of the Snowfield Grassland who witnessed the scene of the Divine Spirits descending, bow their heads in submission.

They had long regarded Zheng Yi as the incarnation of the Great Spirit Heaven.

Divine authority thus consolidated, with no room for deviation.

Though Zheng Yi knew, he was not the Divine Heir, much less a resident body of the Great Spirit Heaven.

On that day, it was merely because the belief power accumulated over innumerable years on the Snowfield Plateau, through him, the central body of his Innate Divine Body, triggered the authority of Taiyue Divine Venerable within the Incense Fire Divine Realm of the Doomsday World, casually unveiling a corner of the Investiture of the Gods.

However, the progression of events reached such an extent that even if he were to publicly declare himself not the legitimate successor of the Great Snow Mountain Lineage, not a legacy of the High Priest, no one would believe him.

Cloaked in imperial yellow robes, driven by inevitability.

This saying is not merely empty words.

Reaching such heights, even if you don’t wish to ascend to that highest position, there will be countless forces, countless people, urging you, pushing you to that point.

Moreover, Zheng Yi now had a clearer understanding of the world he was in.

The Profound Celestial Nine Realms, the Southern Land, and the Central Divine Land have the most ancient and unbroken inheritances.

Among the many power configurations within the Profound Celestial Cultivation Realm, being the Great Priest of the Great Snow Mountain was undoubtedly pivotal, beneficial for overcoming the Nascent Soul Celestial Thunder Tribulation, and even for returning to the East Origin Sea Region.

Zheng Yi simply let things take their course; after all, he was the one in power, holding all the resources, so there was no need to abandon such a significant advantage.

However, in one’s position, one must handle the corresponding affairs.

Holding the High Priest’s authority, correspondingly, he must bear sufficient responsibility; this, Zheng Yi understood.

Seeing the ground filled with Demonic Qi, an aura of terror covering the sky, dispersing aimlessly like an ocean, a thought suddenly emerged in his mind.

"I remember reading about a terrifying Divinity Transformation Demon Venerable buried at some location beneath the Great Snow Mountain, which once incited a massive disaster. It’s said Master Nine Lotus, in compassion for the world, with the utmost power and the Profound Celestial Ancient Contract, suppressed it at the sealing ground, never to awaken."

Zheng Yi recalled the statements regarding the Profound Celestial Ancient Contract and the Demon Suppression Land.




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