Chapter 675 - Just Mastered an Immortal Technique, That’s All, Something Happening Beneath the Ocean
Chapter 675: Just Mastered an Immortal Technique, That’s All, Something Happening Beneath the Ocean
Inside the Towering Heaven Palace.
Chu Kuangren was in closed-door meditation, trying to cultivate an Immortal Technique. After ten days, he finally succeeded in combining the nine Emperor Techniques, revealing a new cultivation technique!
The Daoist fluctuations from the new cultivation technique spread far and wide and resonated with the Heavenly Dao.
Across Firmament Star, countless people and cultivators were affected by that wave of Daoist fluctuation. Needless to say, it plunged the world into chaos as everyone suddenly lost control of their emotions.
Upon realizing what was happening, Chu Kuangren quickly stopped deploying that cultivation technique and uttered with shock, “What a powerful Daoist fluctuation! Standing a level above the Daoist Rhymes and Daoist patterns, is this the legendary Immortal Dao?”
The Immortal Dao was hidden within the Immortal Technique!
After ten days of research, he had restored the cultivation technique to its true form. However, he still needed much practice to master it properly.
It was an Immortal Technique, after all.
Besides, with Chu Kuangren’s current strength, he still had a long way to go before he could unleash the full power of that Immortal Technique.
Even so, there was no denying that he had, once again, mastered and added another powerful trump card to his arsenal of techniques.
“Phantasmal Seven Emotions Tune, huh? This Immortal Technique is truly extraordinary.”
Chu Kuangren murmured.
Phantasmal Seven Emotions Tune was the name of this Immortal Technique.
This technique specialized in attacking the mind and spirit of one’s opponent, which could affect their emotions. It could even make them fall into an illusion and trap them in there forever.
Cultivators whose Daoist core was not strong enough or had a low cultivation level would be akin to dead meat before him.
After walking out of the Towering Heaven Palace, he noticed Lan Yu and the others were waiting for him with their eyes grim.
With that, he mobilized his Emperor Thoughts to scan the area only to realize that all the Black Heaven Sect disciples did not look alright. Some of their eyes were red as if they had burst into tears earlier. That was when he figured out what had happened.
“So… Um… There was some slight mishap during my closed-door meditation just now. I kind of lost control for a moment. I’m so sorry,” replied Chu Kuangren with an awkward laugh.
“What have you done to make all of the Black Heaven Sect disciples lose control of their emotions, Sect Leader? This is just too strange.”
Murong Xuan asked curiously.
“Ha, it’s nothing much. I’ve just mastered an Immortal Technique, that’s all.”
Chu Kuangren chuckled.
“Oh, I see.”
Murong Xuan was caught in a sudden realization. As soon as he came to his senses, he stared at Chu Kuangren with a stiff face and gulped. “What did you just say, Sect Leader? C-can you repeat it again?!”
“It’s nothing much. I’ve just mastered an Immortal Technique, that’s all.”
“An Immortal Technique!”
Murong Xuan let out a strange yell, his voice several times louder than before.
Lan Yu, Leng Ningyu, and the others were dumbfounded.
‘An Immortal Technique!’
‘Immortal Techniques really exist in this world?!’
Ever since time immemorial, the existence of Immortals was only a rumor, while their Immortal Techniques were even more of a fantasy. No one has ever seen it before.
However, Chu Kuangren just said that he had mastered an Immortal Technique!
How could anyone believe him?
“Sect Leader, are you serious?”
“Do I look like I’m joking with you?”
Chu Kuangren replied while blinking his eyes.
“No, I’m just curious, that’s all.”
“Why don’t you try it yourself and see?”
A playful smile suddenly etched on Chu Kuangren’s face as he pointed his finger towards Murong Xuan, and a strange Daoist fluctuation emerged.
There was no earth-shattering explosion or collision…
Instead, he could hear faint sounds of music in the void.
That was Daoist chimes!
It sounded extremely sad, as if it was weeping and complaining.
Under its effect, Murong Xuan’s eyes slowly turned red. He then knelt on the ground and wailed in sorrow. “If life after rebirth exists, I’ll never be a human again. I’m such a failure… Boohoo…”
A dignified Emperor like him was now bawling his eyes out like a little girl.
Lan Yu, Leng Ningyu, and the others widened their eyes.
‘What just happened?’
“Master, w-what did you just do?” Lan Yu asked curiously.
“Nothing much. I merely amplified the inferior emotions in him. This is one of the little things I can do with this Immortal Technique.”
Chu Kuangren chuckled.
“Emotions? Could it be those scrolls?”
Leng Ningyu suddenly remembered something and asked.
Chu Kuangren nodded slightly. “That’s right.”
He then took out the ninth scroll and said to her, “This is the last scroll that I found. You can have it as a gift from me to the Seven Emotions Sect. It’s all up to you guys whether you can combine it into an Immortal Technique.”
That Immortal Technique was incredibly profound. Even though Chu Kuangren had studied and learned it, it would still be a challenge for him to teach it to others.
Immortal Techniques could only be comprehended and not taught or explained in words.
Those in the Seven Emotions Sect who wished to learn this Immortal Technique would have to rely on themselves to achieve it.
However, from Chu Kuangren’s view, the probability of someone from the Seven Emotions Sect learning this Immortal Technique was almost… zero!
After all, not everyone possessed such terrifying levels of cognizance as he did.
Nevertheless, it was not impossible to learn if they kept at it for tens of thousands of years. The chance was there.
That’s right…
Like him, who just took ten days to do it.
“Many thanks, Brother Chu.” Leng Ningyu took the scroll and kept it, planning to send it back to the Seven Emotions Sect after some time.
“Um… Sect Leader, how long will he cry for?”
Lan Yu asked while pointing at Murong Xuan, who was now half kneeling on the ground with a depressing air around him. He looked as if there was no hope left for him in the world.
“Well… Around two to four hours, I think.”
Chu Kuangren chuckled.
He did not even use his full strength either. Otherwise, Murong Xuan would have probably killed himself on the spot due to major depression.
Then, his eyes lit up as an idea popped into his mind.
“If I control its power output, I might be able to use this Phantasmal Seven Emotions Tune to train our disciples’ Daoist cores.”
Chu Kuangren murmured.
Lan Yu secretly mourned for the disciples when she heard that.
…
Far away in the Oceanic Domain.
Bei Ming Xuanse was practicing his cultivation inside the Scale Tribe’s palace when suddenly, he felt a tightness in his chest and immediately vomited blood.
“D*mn it, d*mn it!”
“There’s a mental knot in my Daoist core. I can’t even focus and practice my cultivation!”
Bei Ming Xuanse could not help but recall how Chu Kuangren humiliated him in the Purgatory Forest that day. As the Scaled Tribe’s Emperor, he was questioned like a fool, but there was nothing he could do about it.
Every time he thought of this, a bundle of flame welled up within him. It burned so fiercely that he became restless. He felt like his whole body was going to explode.
“Stealing an Emperor Weapon that belongs to my Scaled Tribe, injuring me at the Great Frost Dragon Mountain, humiliating me in front of the other Emperors at the Purgatory Forest? Chu Kuangren. Chu Kuangren, you deserve nothing less than a painful death!!”
“However, he’s now a Heavenly Tormentor, so what can I even do?!”
The Heavenly Tormentor possessed one of the highest positions and status among humans.
Even the Daoist Celestials would not dare to compare themselves against the Heavenly Tormentors. Their position alone was not something he could obtain easily.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Do you seek revenge? Do you seek power?”
A low voice suddenly rang beside Bei Ming Xuanse’s ear.
“Who is it?”
Bei Ming Xuanse’s expression changed.
However, he could not see anyone after looking around his surroundings.
“Who I am is not important. What’s important is that I can help you gain revenge, help you obtain more power, help you defeat Chu Kuangren…”
That voice sounded bewitching.
Bei Ming Xuanse looked cautious and alert.
“What’s the matter? Don’t you want to take revenge? Do you want to crawl beneath Chu Kuangren’s feet forever? You are the mighty Emperor of the Scaled Tribe. This position not only represents yourself but the pride and dignity of those in the Scaled Tribe as well…”
“Give it some thought. Once you’ve decided, come to the Deep Ocean Valley.”
Bei Ming Xuanse’s expression changed. “Deep Ocean Valley… Are you the…”
However, that voice had disappeared by then, leaving a perplexed Bei Ming Xuanse alone, wandering within his uncertain thoughts.