As the complex jacquard looms clacked and clattered, master weavers produced intricate and gorgeous "brocade," "gauze," "silk," and "satin."
The splendid silk flowed along the Silk Road into the distant lands...
This was the history of the Mortal God "Miss Ma Tou"!
Li Yan grew ever more certain of his judgnt.
And then, the scene turned twisted and dark.
Li Yan saw a cold black smoke, filled with rage and vile lust, like an invisible viper, silently winding itself around those Silkworm God faith-veins spread throughout Jiangnan. It did not destroy, but slyly parasitized.
Like mold growing on mulberry leaves, spreading without cease.
In so remote village Silkworm God Temples, the offerings on the altar would sotis rot at an inexplicable speed...
Creeping rumors began to spread in the dark—horrific tales of the Silkworm God "demanding" live sacrifices...
At last, Li Yan’s field of view broke free from that cluster of light and shadow.
Passing through a narrow fissure, his consciousness, as if pulled by an invisible thread, leapt in an instant across an unimaginable distance.
A vast and indescribably desolate land abruptly unfolded before his eyes.
Here there were no Sun and Moon, nor stars—only eternal gloom and howling astral winds.
Countless ghastly white silkworm cocoons of all sizes were piled up like mountains, forming a gigantic, hair-raising "Cocoon Hill."
At the very summit of Cocoon Hill, a figure sat cross‑legged.
It was the Lai Yin Demon Woman!
Her present state was extrely bizarre: the lower half of her body seed to have fused into Cocoon Hill; countless fine threads, radiating a gray‑green baleful glow, stretched out from the cocoon mountain, coiling around her body and ceaselessly extending into the depths of the wasteland.
Her face was pale as paper, her brows twisted in a ferocious grimace—she was clearly in great pain.
And behind her, the phantom of the Yangzhou Tripod flickered in and out of view...
So that’s how it is!
Enlightennt struck Li Yan; shock flashed in his eyes.
He looked around once more, recalling what Immortal Master Erlang had said.
Previously, after forging a connection with Immortal Master Erlang, the other party had laid bare all his insights on exploring the Daluo Law Realm.
The most crucial among them was the "Mythical Sedintation Layer"!
The Daluo Law Realm had a history stretching back through the ages. Those mighty beings of bygone eras— even Mortal Gods worshiped by Ancient Tis forebears—might long since have been forgotten in the dust of history, yet their remains still lay layer upon layer in the Daluo Law Realm, like fossils embedded in strata.
Immortal Master Erlang called this thing the "Mythical Sedintation Layer."
The Daluo Law Realm was by no ans a Carefree Immortal Realm.
If one wished to survive here and not be swallowed by ti, one could only seek shelter under those indestructible, incense‑everlasting great existences such as The Three Pure Ones and the Buddha, who could open up Cave Heaven Blessed Lands out of nothing, beco sovereigns of their own domains, and shield those who relied on them.
The branching radiances Li Yan had seen in the void were precisely the Cave Heavens they had opened from nothing.
The scene before him now should be the history of the Silkworm God.
Its age was ancient, but its power was clearly not that strong; that was why it had been parasitized by Lai Yin.
The Lai Yin Demon Woman sat withered atop Cocoon Hill, her lower body already fused with the hill, like a misshapen tumor growing on this massive "corpse."
Li Yan could feel that, under the empowernt of the Yangzhou Tripod, her power was spreading into the depths.
Deep underground should be the imprint of "Miss Ma Tou" faith within the Daluo Law Realm.
Once she succeeded, Lai Yin would be Deceiving Heaven.
By ans of this heaven‑stealing swap, she would thoroughly bind herself to the ancient source of that faith.
Her plot in Jinling had failed; several Earth Immortals had fallen; those at Jianmu would never let her off.
And the enraged Jiangnan Mysterious Sect was even more locked in an irreconcilable death‑feud with her.
So long as she successfully replaced Miss Ma Tou, then she would no longer be a fugitive Demon Woman, but the "right‑on‑ti," "revived from the Mythical Sedintation Layer" true Silkworm God!
The Jianmu mission failed?
Jiangnan Mysterious Sect besieging her?
These mortal disasters had already beco stepping stones beneath her feet.
What she sought was to sever her past and directly achieve "Ascension" here in the Daluo Law Realm!
"What a peach‑swapped‑for‑plum imposture! What a Deceiving Heaven gambit!" Li Yan’s Divine Soul surged.
If not for the Heavenly Official Order’s protection, he would never have been able to glimpse this sinister deep‑layer layout within the Daluo Law Realm.
He had nearly allowed a god‑throne‑stealing fiend to be born from this.
Hum!
The pressure of the Yangzhou Tripod was like a tangible Grinding Plate, not only tornting Lai Yin with unbearable agony, but also repeatedly grinding down Li Yan’s consciousness.
"I must break her!" Only one thought remained in Li Yan’s heart.
He tried to gather his Divine Thought and activate the Thousand Thoughts Arm Guard.
Yet the instant his thought stirred, the mighty pressure from the Yangzhou Tripod rebounded like a sky‑flooding tidal wave.
"Puff!" His consciousness‑projection shook violently, almost collapsing.
To resist by force was no different from an ant trying to topple a great tree.
"I can’t fight it head‑on..." Li Yan gritted through the rending pain as his mind raced.
Right—the Heavenly Official Order!
This thing was his only reliance at present.
It had brought him here not rely to shield him so he could "see" the truth.
It was guiding him, or... granting him so kind of authority?
With that in mind, Li Yan sank his entire mind into the Heavenly Official Order.
He no longer tried to project power outward to oppose the pressure, but instead strove with all his might to sense and commune with this decree.
At last, he noticed a difference.
Amid the mortal dust, the "Heavenly Official Order" was like any mundane object.
But here, it faintly held a link that led into the void of the Northeast.
Yet this link was temporarily blocked by the influence of the Yangzhou Tripod’s power.
Perceiving where his turning point lay, Li Yan, enduring the pain, focused all his strength on sensing the "Heavenly Official Order."
Whenever his Divine Soul was grievously wounded, he used the Daluo Dharma Body to repair it.
Finally, through the interference of the Yangzhou Tripod, he felt that distant power.
It was Thunder Power—suprely firm and yang, annihilating all things!
Hum——!
The Heavenly Official Order in his bosom suddenly blazed with dazzling light.
Then, in the distance, dark clouds churned; lightning, like a long rainbow, pierced straight through the firmant and descended.
"No——!"
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