CHAPTER 472: CHAPTER 434: DIVINITY TRANSFORMATION EXPERT IN THE GREAT TOMB

"This tomb—could it be that Miss Mei perished inside?"

More and more elders gathered at Seven Peaks Mountain, mostly the elders of the Golden Core cultivators who ventured into the tomb in search of treasure.

Because the tomb had been closed for far too long, these elders were beginning to have an ominous feeling. At this point, everyone was not concerned about whether their juniors could gain anything inside the tomb, but rather worried about their safety.

Although Tian Lin was not at the Nascent Soul stage, he logically couldn’t help much.

However, since Mei Xianfu was his sword holder, Tian Lin had no reason to stay cooped up in the manor cultivating.

"Many disciples have soul lamps in the sect, and Elder Mei has already mentioned that Mei Xianfu’s soul lamp is still lit, so it shouldn’t be a big problem."

Cui’er knew these were comforting words, but she didn’t expose it. With a lingering fear, she said, "Luckily, I didn’t insist on letting you go in, otherwise, it would have been a catastrophe!"

Tian Lin didn’t respond, he just turned his head to look the other way.

Above Seven Peaks Mountain, a group of elders was seated on a Flying Boat, seemingly having an argument about something.

Sitting with the Nascent Soul elders was the monk who had been busy presiding over ceremonies at the Su family recently.

The monk did not speak, but the elders’ discussions were openly audible to the cultivators below.

One of them said, "Using the mage’s shrine can indeed open the tomb at Seven Peaks Mountain, but I’m afraid that by then, the people inside will be gone too. Are we saving people or killing them?"

"As long as the angle is right, and the timing is apt. We can destroy just the tomb’s array without harming those inside."

The elder who suggested seeking the mage’s help argued, "Without using the shrine, who among us has the ability to open the Grand Duke’s tomb?"

"To be safer, it’s best to wait for the Shuiyun Sect’s Sect Master to come and ask for his help."

Hearing this, the elder asked the Shuiyun Sect elder beside him, "Brother Yun, when is the Sect Master coming over?"

The Shuiyun Sect elder said uncertainly, "He should be here soon, let’s wait a bit longer!"

"Wait? We’ve been waiting for days already. Even if a mortal walked from Cangzhou, they would have reached Seven Peaks Mountain by now, right? If we keep waiting, there’s no saving anyone, just collecting bodies!"

While they were stuck in this argument, the monk above was in a difficult position.

While the elders above argued, many cultivators below were crying.

These crying cultivators were mostly the families of those who ventured into the tomb or their sword holders.

In short, in just over a month, Seven Peaks Mountain started getting crowded again.

Some Hua Hualang seized the opportunity to open inns and funerary services at the foot of Seven Peaks Mountain.

A myriad of prayer lamps was released from the foot of the mountain, resembling a thousand heads floating over Seven Peaks Mountain.

The elders in the air argued from day to night, and finally, they made a decision.

Since they couldn’t wait for the help of the Shuiyun Sect’s Sect Master, they had no choice but to seek the monk’s intervention.

Though everyone feared the monk’s actions might be heavy-handed, killing those inside with the shrine was considered better than letting them die unknown inside the tomb.

As soon as the sky cleared the next day, serving as the host of Beiyed County,

Wang Yanyu brought her guest elders and house servants to Seven Peaks Mountain to take orders. It took an hour for the group to clear the area.

Seven Peaks Mountain soon lay in ruins, littered with soul banners, ghost money, and prayer lamps brought by those families and sword holders.

The monk stepped on the soul banners and walked to the entrance of the main tomb.

He took off the bookcase from his back and then raised his hands to release the Kasaya.

"Guardians of the Four Directions, heed my call; Six Ding and Six Jia, obey my command!"

At this time, the monk looked solemn and dignified, akin to a great virtuous monk.

Everyone watched as the Kasaya detached from his body, expanded infinitely, and ultimately formed a wall of cloth a hundred meters tall and countless miles long.

On these cloth walls, the sound of chanting emanated from the Kasaya.

Buddha light instantly enveloped the entire Seven Peaks Mountain, creating a vision of the Western Paradise.

"Sixteenth Ancestor, I am releasing you to save people, not to kill. If you can hear the disciple’s words, please show mercy and spare lives!"

While saying this, the monk bowed piously toward the bookcase.

After bowing to the bookcase, he was not satisfied. He also bowed toward the Kasaya, saying:

"Please, all the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, when I release the Sixteenth Ancestor, watch over him to prevent any further killings. I will recite a sutra here for the gods and Buddhas of the heavens—"

Which elder or outsider on the clouds had the patience to listen to this monk’s rambling?

If it were an ordinary person babbling like this, the elders would have long since slapped them to death.

Yet, even though the monk’s status was special, it stirred quite a bit of dissatisfaction among the elders.

One fiery elder shouted, "Monk, by the time you finish your sutra, everyone inside the tomb will have been reincarnated. Wait until after the rescue; I’ll find ten or eight nuns to recite with you."

The monk below blushed, wanting to urge this elder to watch his words. But he was poor with words, and this indeed was not the time for ranting.

Thus, he abandoned the idea of reciting sutras and went to the shrine, reaching to touch the cover of the bookcase.

As he lifted one corner of the cover, the sky suddenly changed drastically.

The clear sky turned from cloudless to turbulent in an instant, countless storm clouds surged over the peaks of Seven Peaks Mountain like waves.

This scene instantly made those who had witnessed the shrine’s power shudder, as they recalled the scene of ’universal destruction’ when the shrine first appeared.

As the storm clouds gathered, the chanting from the Kasaya grew louder as if resisting the mummy inside the impending shrine.

"This Kasaya, it seems, is not a mortal artifact. Is Little Leiyin Temple really so wealthy? The shrine aside, but this Kasaya—"

An elder speculated that this Kasaya might also be an Immortal Artifact.

But in everyone’s eyes, although the monk’s talent was quite outstanding, it wasn’t exceptionally so.

Not speaking of anything else, without using the shrine and Magic Artifact, the monk might not even beat Fu Tianchou.

And there are those more formidable than Fu Tianchou, like Zhai Xingzi and Jian Jue.

What merit and ability does the monk have to hold two Immortal Artifacts alone? Even if from Little Leiyin Temple, it shouldn’t be this exaggerated, right?

"The tomb is moving!"

Elder Mei, regardless of the monk’s origin or how tempting the Immortal Artifacts were, always paid attention to the tomb. As the monk lifted the bookcase cover, Elder Mei saw the tightly closed doors of the tomb seemingly opening.

"Monk, stop!"

Just as the cover was about to be lifted further and more clouds gathered in the sky,

just when the chanting was about to shatter the eardrums of those present, Elder Mei shouted.

Almost as Elder Mei’s voice rang out, a voice from the tomb also emerged: "Is Little Leiyin Temple, having left this world for many years, returning now to meddle in its affairs?"

Although this voice came after Elder Mei’s, it completely overshadowed his.

This alone was enough for those present to infer the strength of the newcomer.

"Isn’t the tomb supposed to prohibit cultivators with cultivation at the Nascent Soul stage and above? How is there a Divinity Transformation elder inside?"