Transmigrating over ten thousand years late, I was forced to become a mighty presence

Chapter 57: Immortal-ascending Taoist i

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“You are not of this era, who exactly are you?”

The wrathful voice of Yunmeng Dragon Monarch echoed through the Dragon Palace. The reversal of rivers and streams stirred up raging waves thousands of feet high, with the great torrent resembling a overshadowing mountain plummeting towards the earth.

Residents along the river originally gathered here to witness the rare Dragon Monarch’s inspection, which only occurs once in a millennium. An unexpected event like this struck fear into their eyes as they watched the raging waves.

Being fishermen, they were well aware of the ferocity of the rivers. The wave now peaking before their eyes surpassed any they had ever witnessed.

If it were to fall, all the creatures within hundreds of miles along the river would be obliterated, sparing no one.

General Furious Waves, the Twelve Water Gods, and even the giant turtle that supports the palace, all trembled under the wrath of the Yunmeng Dragon Monarch.

Initially, they thought what they were seeing was an illusion reflecting the past, showing an event that had occurred at some point in time.

But when Yunmeng Dragon Monarch questioned Shen Yuan, Shen Yuan couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.

“Who am I?”

Before Shen Yuan could respond, the majestic Water Gods sitting inside the palace all knelt down in fear, and continued to plead in terrified voices.

“Your Majesty, please calm down!”

“As the ruler of the Big Marsh Water Sect, how could you become so angry over a trivial matter?”

“Right now, your Majesty, the most crucial responsibility of yours is to inspect the Big Marsh Water Sect to stabilize the hearts of the Aquatic Tribe. Please do not take any hasty action that may stir trouble!”

“If the rivers overflow, it will surely incite a retaliation from the Human Clan. Although we, the Big Marsh Water Sect, are not afraid to fight against the humans, we kindly request your Majesty to rethink this significant matter.”

The admonition of the Twelve Water Gods slightly alleviated Yunmeng Dragon Monarch’s fury that went beyond its control.

The stirring waves seemed to be halted by an unyielding hand just as they were about to crash down on the earth, and subsequently, the massive waterflow seeped back into the long river.

Witnessing this, all Water Gods could not help but sigh with relief.

Among these Twelve Water Gods, a deity standing on a mystical turtle stepped forward, took the initiative to say to Yunmeng Dragon Monarch:

“Your Majesty, this mortal trespassed the restriction of Yunmeng Dragon Palace and injured a Dragon Palace guard, nearly causing a catastrophe.

We should let the river-patrolling ferocious monster bring him to the water prison for interrogation!”

At these words, the other Water Gods expressed agreement in succession.

“Humans are no good.”

“This person who rashly intruded into the forbidden area of the Dragon Palace surely must have sinister motives, they should be eradicated promptly.”

“Humph! If it were not for the evil deeds of the Mortal Emperor from the Human Clan, why would we, the Big Marsh Water Sect…”

“Moderate your language! Moderate your language!”

Shen Yuan, holding the Darkness-Light Sword, glanced over the chattering Water Gods with puzzled eyes.

He could feel a boundless, deep and unfathomable aura from them, an ability beyond measure.

The fact that Shen Yuan could not determine their stage inferred they were at least at Refining Spirit to Return to Void Stage, or even higher.

Whether it was the grandiose Dragon Palace, carved out of what seemed like a piece of crystal, the Twelve Water Gods with their powerful breath, or the Yunmeng Dragon Monarch who could destroy the entire populace with but a thought, all were so real.

In particular, these deities who are supposed to exist ten thousand years ago can actually perceive his presence.

All these incredibly realistic experiences started to make Shen Yuan question his own judgment.

“Is this genuinely a spectacle that illuminates the past? Or have I successfully traveled back in time ten thousand years?”

Just as Shen Yuan was hesitant, the Yunmeng Dragon Monarch atop the throne finally spoke again.

The cyan-colored eyes scanned past the chattering Twelve Water Gods, instantly silencing all arguments.

“I am tired, you may all leave!”

The Twelve Water Gods looked at each other. Several of them wanted to say something but stopped themselves, and in the end, they all simultaneously saluted Yunmeng Dragon Monarch and said:

“Understood!”

Following this, water gods of different forms filed out of the palace, many of them locking Shen Yuan in a gaze filled with hatred.

If it were not for the presence of the Yunmeng Dragon Monarch, Shen Yuan would not doubt that they would immediately turn on him.

With all the water gods gone, the palace was left with only Shen Yuan and the Yunmeng Dragon Monarch on the throne.

The Yunmeng Dragon Monarch looked straight at Shen Yuan, emotions changing continuously in his eyes.

Surprise, admiration, jealousy, unwillingness, once all these emotional fluctuations subsided, Yunmeng Dragon Monarch returned to his state of unruffled poise and spoke in a commanding voice:

“After watching for so long, sir must have guessed the answer by now.”

Shen Yuan felt even more confused.

“Answer? What answer?”

The Yunmeng Dragon Monarch’s eyes flashed a color of reminiscence, he slowly stood up from the massive throne.

He descended from the platform, with each step, the lofty figure of the Yunmeng Dragon Monarch shrank a fraction, by the time he was at the bottom of the stairs and in front of Shen Yuan, he was no different from an ordinary person.

Despite his similar stature, that dragon-headed humanoid Monarch only stood still, yet it felt as though his body was amalgamated with the heavens and the earth, every movement of his exerted profound pressure on Shen Yuan.

He is the will of the entire heaven and earth in extension!

The Yunmeng Dragon Monarch’s gaze fell upon the Darkness-Light Sword in Shen Yuan’s hand, a touch of emotion appeared in his eyes.

“If my memory serves me correctly, this Candle Dragon Immortal Sword is under the control of the Candle Dragon Sword Lord, isn’t it?

Although the Candle Dragon Sword Lord was only in the Refining Spirit to Return to Void Stage, he had inherited the bloodline of the Candle Dragon, his Natural Divine Power and the Candle Dragon Immortal Sword were a perfect fit, even the Tao Harmony Taoist Doyen would retreat in front of his LuoTian Sword Art.

Seeing the Candle Dragon Immortal Sword so broken, it seems that the Candle Dragon Sword Lord with an unparalleled Sword Technique didn’t end up very well.”

With laughter full of mockery in his voice, the Yunmeng Dragon Monarch gazed at Shen Yuan with deep meaning in his eyes.

“Sir is cultivating the Earth Fiend Sword Art and wishes to retake the Candle Dragon Immortal Sword, it seems that you are preparing to walk the path of the ancient sword immortal.

It makes sense, after the Great Schism, the realization of ascension is impossible, mastering slaughter becomes the superior method.”

While speaking, the gaze of the Yunmeng Dragon Monarch casting on Shen Yuan suddenly flashed with uncertainty.

“No! This Earth Fiend Sword Art is not yet at its highest state, and the Candle Dragon Immortal Sword is so broken, it definitely isn’t the main path of sir.

Moreover, although the killing means of the ancient sword immortals are unparalleled, it is extremely difficult to cross this great catastrophe of the millennium.”

Catching a glimpse of the rough Storage Ring on Shen Yuan’s hand, the Yunmeng Dragon Monarch immediately wore a look of realization.

“I see!”

“Using the Pot’s Heaven Technique to cross the great catastrophe by walking the Earth Immortal Path, and then cultivating the Earth Fiend Sword Art as a means of self-protection.

The Earth Immortal Path unites the body with grotto heavens and can hide in the void to avoid the Spirit Energy depletion due to the great catastrophe.

Under the entire sky, probably only those who walk the Earth Immortal Path can find a glimmer of hope amid this great catastrophe.”

The words of the Yunmeng Dragon Monarch were full of emotion.

Without paying heed to Yunmeng Dragon Monarch’s lengthy monologue, the more Shen Yuan listened, the more confused he became.

He quickly interrupted the words of the Yunmeng Dragon Monarch, speaking solemnly:

“I believe Your Majesty the Dragon Monarch may have mistaken me for another?”

“Mistaken you?” The Yunmeng Dragon Monarch slightly startled.

Then the Yunmeng Dragon Monarch broke into a hearty laugh, pointing at Shen Yuan and saying:

“Ha! ha! ha! Mistaken you, this is by far the funniest joke I’ve heard in my ten thousand years!”

Inside the Da Ze Lake Region, all the rivers and streams at this moment stirred up stormy waves, echoing the hearty laughter of the Yunmeng Dragon Monarch.

Only after a long while did the Dragon Monarch contain his laughter, looking at Shen Yuan somberly, he said:

“Even if I make a mistake about my own child, it’s impossible for me to mistake you!”

“Immortal-ascendingTaoist, sir!”