Chapter 388
The Fragrance Array Reached the Sky and Permeated Chang'an
"Danshan, you've caused such a commotion this time that it's probably impossible to keep it a secret any longer. It's likely that the City God Zheng will arrive in person soon, and other forces will also be unable to hold back..."
Yao Taifeng started counting on her fingers. A human immortal at the third tribulation realm was no joke; he would become the absolute focus wherever he went.
Not to mention Zhou Sheng's astonishing feat of surviving three tribulations in a single day.
After today's news spreads, everyone will know that a peerless genius has emerged in the cultivation world. At a young age, he has already embarked on the path of immortality, reached the peak, and become one of the most powerful beings in the world.
It emerged out of nowhere, shining like the rising sun.
It's unknown how many powerful figures will want to contact or visit this rising star.
"Hongying, you can help me deal with those people. Just say that I have just broken through and need to consolidate my cultivation. I will be in seclusion and will not see anyone."
"I need to deal with a troublesome matter first."
"Is it that coffin?"
Yao Taifeng had already keenly sensed the abnormality of the coffin.
“That’s right, the body in the coffin has escaped. If many innocent people die because of this, the blame lies with me.”
"Okay, go ahead and do your best. I'll take care of everything here."
Zhou Sheng reached out and hugged her, taking a deep breath of the faint fragrance emanating from her soft, dark hair, and said softly, "When I come back, I will definitely fulfill your wish."
After saying this, five-colored auspicious clouds rose from beneath his feet, and he quickly soared into the sky, rising thousands of feet high before disappearing into the sea of clouds in an instant.
The Pure Yang Divine Sword remained by his side, silently following.
……
The immortal corpse flew away, its speed as swift as a streak of light. Under the blazing sun, it darted through the sea of clouds like lightning, and soon flew out of Jiangzhou territory.
Even though he had escaped, for some reason, he still felt that sense of crisis looming over him, like a persistent ghost.
So he kept flying, even though he was starving, he dared not stop for a moment.
And so he flew for three days and three nights, even circling around several times to shake off the person behind him, before quickly landing after sensing that the sense of danger had lessened.
Roar!
He landed near a black bear's den. The beast smelled the scent of a living person and immediately became aggressive, attacking him.
A moment later, the immortal corpse released the withered bear carcass from its hand, its eyes bloodshot, and its hunger had only lessened slightly.
He continued walking forward. Ordinary zombies have stiff joints and can only hop forward, but he was different. He walked like a human and looked no different from an ordinary person.
Soon, he encountered a gang of thieves who robbed and plundered.
This is a group of ruthless bandits who dominate the mountains. Each of them is skilled in martial arts, strong, fierce, and has a bloodthirsty aura.
"Boss, isn't there a beggar over there?"
"Hey, it really is a beggar, but he seems to be crazy. He didn't hide from us, but instead offered himself up?"
The immortal corpse had been sealed in the coffin for a thousand years, and even the most precious clothes had rotted away. In addition, the many days of flying had left it disheveled and dirty. The dignified imperial corpse looked no different from a beggar at this moment.
"Wait, the scripture he's holding... looks like... gold!"
A sharp-eyed person spotted the golden copy of the Ullambana Sutra and exclaimed in surprise.
The "beggar" gradually approached, his gaze still vacant, muttering incantations repeatedly, but it was hard to hear clearly; only the word "kill" could be vaguely discerned.
"What do you mean by 'kill'?"
"Hand over that golden book now, or I'll chop off your head!"
The bandit leader, wielding a nine-ringed broadsword, stepped forward and threatened them.
The "beggar" remained unmoved by the bandit leader's threats, walking past blankly while continuing to chant. This time, he seemed to hear the word "gold."
"Anything that's gold, it's all mine!"
A murderous glint flashed in the bandit leader's eyes, and then he raised his nine-ringed broadsword and slashed at the "beggar's" neck.
However, his vision blurred. The next moment, the nine-ringed broadsword was broken in two, the tip of which was stuffed into his mouth and protruded from behind.
The beggar placed one hand on his head, lifted it gently, and tore the flesh of his neck apart, severing his head instantly.
The others were dumbfounded.
"Monster, monster!"
"Run!"
The remaining bandits, their faces filled with terror, scattered and fled, but after a few breaths, the shouts gradually subsided.
The ground was littered with mummified corpses.
The immortal corpse wiped the bloodstains from his mouth. After eating half a meal, his voice seemed louder and his words clearer.
Even the blankness in his eyes seemed to have lessened.
"When autumn comes and September th, I will kill the flowers after they bloom."
"The fragrance of incense fills Chang'an, the entire city is adorned with golden armor..."
He recited the poem repeatedly, then looked up to the north, his eyes suddenly brightening as if he had finally remembered where he was going.
……
Amidst the sea of clouds, a five-colored divine light pierced the sky, swift as a shooting star, and in an instant flew across the entire heavens.
Those were the auspicious five-colored clouds beneath Zhou Sheng's feet.
This escape technique is called the Five-Colored Auspicious Clouds Technique, a superior escape method obtained from the Bodhisattva's treasure trove.
This technique requires gathering the azure clouds of the East, the crimson clouds of the South, the white mist of the West, the mysterious essence of the North, and the yellow smoke of the Center, and refining them by inhaling and exhaling them in the order of the five elements' mutual generation.
Once unleashed, the user's feet float on clouds, accompanied by a five-colored halo, making their flight speed several times faster than ordinary cloud-flying techniques.
While I wouldn't dare say it's the fastest in the world, traveling tens of thousands of miles a day is extremely easy, and it doesn't consume much of my magical power.
As Zhou Sheng rode the clouds, he calculated with his fingers, his brows slightly furrowed.
After chasing for so long, it seems the other party is deliberately leading him in circles. This immortal corpse has such keen senses, and its escape speed is extremely high, no less than his Five-Colored Auspicious Cloud Technique.
A moment later, he descended from the clouds and gracefully landed.
Before my eyes lay a group of mummy corpses, brutally murdered.
Zhou Sheng's eyes were deep, as if the sun, moon and stars flowed within them, and his whole being exuded a mysterious and profound aura.
He walked slowly forward. Although the bodies of the bandits were right at his feet, he could see illusory figures, which were all the things that had just happened here.
He even heard the immortal corpse recite Huang Chao's rebellious poem clearly.
"The fragrance of incense fills Chang'an, and the whole city is adorned with golden armor."
As Zhou Sheng recited the poem, his pupils narrowed, and his voice carried a hint of coldness.
"Could it be that the place you wish to go is Chang'an?"
Chang'an is the capital of the Great Xuan Dynasty, and it is also the most populous and prosperous place in the world, home to millions of people.
If this immortal corpse goes on a killing spree after arriving in Chang'an...
Upon realizing this, Zhou Sheng felt a pang of anxiety and immediately mounted auspicious clouds, flying towards Chang'an.
Although Chang'an is guarded by the Xuanqiong Division and has countless experts, this immortal corpse is no ordinary one either. It is the remains of Huang Chao, the reincarnation of Mulian, and had awakened his past life memories before his death, restoring some of his supernatural powers and cultivation.
It is no exaggeration to say that this is a deadly weapon that can cause bloodshed even in the capital.
We must stop him at the gates of Chang'an! (End of Chapter)