Chapter 1042: Capture Them to Question Them?

Seeing this, Huang Long waved his hands, and those demon flags and skeleton banners, along with all the demons, took to the air. Then a fire dragon appeared, circled above Erxian Mountain, and burned all those demons to ashes, leaving not even a trace.
Next, Huang Long brought out a jade bottle. The bottle rose high into the sky, and when it was inverted, a drop of green liquid fell. As soon as it landed, it instantly turned into countless raindrops that poured down on all the peaks of Erxian Mountain. After ten such drops, all the peaks were covered, and Huang Long retrieved the jade bottle.
That green liquid was one of the Primordial Holy Waters—known as the Wood Spring Holy Water. Although it was not as powerful as the Wanluo Divine Water, it was still a rare holy water that appeared only once in thousands of years. Just one drop could nourish all things and bring life to them.
After ten drops of the Wood Spring Holy Water, an astonishing amount of spiritual energy spread across the entire surface of Erxian Mountain. The peaks glowed with spiritual light, and plants and trees grew at a visible speed, becoming more spiritual. Some even began to transform into spirits, triggering transformation tribulations, with thunderstorms rolling in the skies.
However, these thunderstorms dissipated as soon as they formed, unable to descend. Naturally, they were not as powerful as the Half-Saint’s Destruction Tribulation, so they dispersed upon sensing Huang Long’s saintly might.
Then, Huang Long took out some of the Primordial spiritual artifacts he had collected over the years in the Heavenly Earth Sacred Cauldron and placed them in various corners of Erxian Mountain. Before long, the mountain was shrouded in misty clouds, brimming with spiritual energy. Spiritual beasts wandered about, creating dazzling colors and radiant light—making it even more like a blessed land for immortals than before Huang Long left.
Only then was Huang Long satisfied. He nodded and then went with everyone to Magu Cave.
Magu Cave was located on the main peak of Erxian Mountain. Upon entering, Huang Long saw that little had changed inside, which made him somewhat emotional. This was the place where he had practiced and meditated in his past life. It was here that he was swallowed by a black hole and reincarnated into the Hongmeng World.
“Master, is this Magu Cave really where you used to practice? It seems rather simple. Now that you’ve achieved sainthood and become the Hunyuan Saint, why not move to our immortal palace?” Pi Long said after seeing the layout of Magu Cave.
Susan, Oak, Huang Liang, Huang Yi, and others also agreed.
“Good idea!” Huang Long mused.
Now that he had become a saint, Magu Cave could no longer serve as his place for cultivation. Just like Hongjun had the Zixiao Palace, Laozi had the Bagjing Palace, Yuan Shi had the Yuxu Palace, and Tongtian had the Biyou Palace.

Although these immortal palaces are merely outward appearances, they still serve as symbols of status. Thus, the Yellow Dragon did not destroy Magu Cave but built an immortal palace in the void above Erxian Mountain, naming it Erxian Palace after the mountain. After its completion, the Yellow Dragon released the divine kings and semi-saints he had once subdued from the Heavenly and Earthly Sacred Cauldron to guard the various peaks of Erxian Mountain. Meanwhile, Su Shan, Huang Yi, and others practiced in Erxian Palace while listening to the Yellow Dragon’s teachings. At the same time, news of the Yellow Dragon’s powerful return and his decisive defeat of Ji Meng spread throughout the Pangu Universe like an explosion, causing great upheaval. Various factions grew suspicious, shocked, and began to discuss it. At Kunlun Mountain and the Jade Void Palace, “This Yellow Dragon disappeared for a million years and now returns with such immense strength?! Even Ji Meng, the leader of the ten great demon gods, was no match for him?!” exclaimed Yu Ding Zhenren, one of the twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan School, inside the grand hall. Yu Ding Zhenren was Yang Jian’s master, extremely powerful, and had greatly improved his skills by listening to Yuan Shi’s teachings over the years. Naturally, Ji Meng was no longer a threat to him, but hearing that the Yellow Dragon could kill Ji Meng still shocked him. After all, in their minds, the Yellow Dragon’s strength was only average. “Hmph, he merely has a powerful subordinate. It was his subordinate who killed Ji Meng. That Yellow Dragon must have had some bad luck—disappearing for a million years only to gain a fairly strong subordinate!” sneered a young man in blue robes beside Yu Ding Zhenren, showing contempt toward the Yellow Dragon. This young man was Chi Jinzi, one of the twelve Golden Immortals, ranked second among them and highly regarded by Yuan Shi, with strength comparable to Yu Ding Zhenren’s. “But this Yellow Dragon disappeared for a million years and now returns to kill Ji Meng—truly a troublemaker!” said a young man in green robes sitting at the front. This young man was Guang Chengzi, the leader of the twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan School. Guang Chengzi was the most favored by Yuan Shi and the strongest among the twelve Golden Immortals. Like Yuan Shi, he also looked down on, and even despised, the Yellow Dragon, who hatched from feathers and scales. “Killing Ji Meng is one thing, but if he angeres the Goddess Nüwa, even a hundred deaths won’t be enough for the Yellow Dragon to atone!” continued Guang Chengzi, with a calm expression. “Elder Brother, how about I go capture the Yellow Dragon now and bring him in for punishment?” suggested the old man with a youthful face from the South Pole Immortal. Although this South Pole Immortal was not one of the twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan School, his status within the sect was no less than theirs, and his strength was considerable.

“Alright!” Just as the disciples of the Chan School were discussing among themselves, suddenly a majestic voice rang out from the void of the grand hall. Upon hearing it, Guangchengzi and the others quickly knelt down and said, “We welcome our master! Long live our master!”
A burst of colorful light flashed in the grand hall, revealing a middle-aged man.
This middle-aged man was none other than the leader of the Chan School, Yuan Shi, one of the Three Pure Ones.
Yuan Shi glanced at his disciples and said, “Get up.”
“Yes, master!” After the disciples stood up and sat back down, Yuan Shi calmly said, “Ignore that wretched Huang Long. Everything he has done has nothing to do with our Chan School!”
Nothing to do with the Chan School?
In Yuan Shi’s mind, Huang Long had absolutely no connection with the Chan School.
“We will follow your orders, master!” the disciples replied respectfully.
Yuan Shi nodded. “I need to retreat for some time. In a few days, there will be the Queen Mother’s Peach Festival. Guangchengzi and Chisengzi, you two will represent me there.”
“Yes, master!” Guangchengzi and Chisengzi were overjoyed at hearing this and stood up to bow respectfully.
Such an event, with all the immortals gathered, showed how highly Yuan Shi valued them.
Yuan Shi nodded indifferently and gave a few more instructions. Then, with a flash of light, he disappeared from the grand hall.
At that moment, at the edge of the heavens, in a land of ice mountains and snow, a fierce demonic aura filled the air.
This land of ice mountains and snow, at the end of the heavens, was the infamous region of the Primordial Age—Beiming!
Beiming was a place rarely visited by humans. Its icy cold could freeze even the strongest Golden Immortals, destroying their bodies.
Deep within Beiming, atop snow-capped peaks thousands of feet high, stood one palace after another.
“That foolish Huang Long, not knowing his place, dared to kill Ji Meng! He clearly disrespects me, the demon master Kunpeng. It seems he’s getting impatient to die!” A furious roar came from the largest palace in Beiming.