Xuanzangxiangenglu

Above the nine heavens, in the Ziwei Immortal Realm, thousands of immortals make pilgrimages. At the top of the Zichen Hall, Ling Yuechen was dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe, and the sleeves of his clothes were making a rustling sound. The three thousand Dao around him were flowing like a river of stars. The black earth ruler in his hand burst out with a dense earth-yellow light, firmly resisting the giant claws condensed from the chaotic demonic energy. "Ling Yuechen! Do you think that you can prevent me, the demon king, from entering the three realms by yourself?" As the demonic energy surged, an unruly and violent voice shook the fairyland, "You are just seeking your own death by protecting these sanctimonious pseudo-immortals!" Ling Yuechen's brows were cold, but his eyes were burning with eternal fire: "The evil way has brought harm to the world, and the people are in ruins. We monks must guard a pure land." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly activated the immortal energy in his heart and poured all his life's cultivation into the black soil ruler. In an instant, the earthy yellow light soared, and the ancient seal text "The earth carries all things, and the sky hangs all phenomena" appeared on the body of the ruler. A thick and majestic force swept out, and actually tore the giant claws of chaos apart. "Pfft——" The backlash of the demonic energy poured into the meridians like a tide. Ling Yuechen's throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the black soil ruler. The blood blended with Chi's body and actually inspired an even brighter light, enveloping his remaining soul in it and falling towards the endless void below. "Ling Yuechen! I will destroy your soul!" The Demon Lord's roar echoed behind him, but Ling Yuechen's consciousness was quickly dissipating. "The Black Earth Ruler... Guards... The common people..." These were the last words he left in the fairyland. The remnant soul carries the ruler, travels through the clouds and fog, and finally falls