With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 1041 - 666: Projection, Cult, and the Strange Duo We

Anger decided to give ng Chuan a chance to soar to the skies.

At that thought, Anger looked towards the small snake pleading on the ground and ruthlessly rejected its request.

Sending the other side away consus a lot; it’s better to wait until the dinsional gap opens wider.

His split soul also needs to accumulate strength to descend to the human world soon.

At that thought, He issued a command:

"Purgatory warriors above the sixth rank, remain dormant for now. I will soon deploy other personnel to leave the dinsional layers to the human world, cooperate with Demon Mountain to establish the [Purgatory Sect], collect belief and emotions.

ng Chuan’s matters will also be handed over to the Purgatory Sect to handle, none of you need to worry, just focus on dinsional erosion work."

Anger’s voice was dignified, and the shadows of demons all bowed down.

"We obey the command of the Divine Master!"

...

At the sa ti, at the battlefield between ng Chuan and Demon Mountain’s avatar, a figure arrived late.

Yang Huan noticed the unusual aura and ca along.

The eye in the center of his brow scanned the heavens and earth, suddenly finding so clues.

Nothing needs to be said about ng Chuan; he had tried before, unable to be perceived in the future or past.

And his opponent, the sa is true.

Both were a mass of indistinct fog, killing each other without resolution...

There was only one possibility, ng Chuan’s opponent was an avatar of an existence above the seventh rank...

Only by possessing true Dao Principles or Laws can one shield their power characteristics.

At this thought, Yang Huan felt slightly amazed.

He could perceive the intensity of the slaughter in the aura that hadn’t completely dissipated, the damage level breaking twenty thousand, almost reaching thirty thousand!

"This kid actually won across ranks, even without using the archive stone I gave him..."

Defeated, even the avatar of a cosmos deity...

"Is this even human..."

Such thoughts unconsciously surfaced in Yang Huan’s mind.

Beside him, there were a few Martial Arts Venerables carrying out the task along with him.

Seeing his deanor, they curiously asked:

"Old Yang, how is it? What did your eye see?"

Yang Huan pondered for a mont and said:

"ng Chuan used the archive stone I gave him, killed the enemy, and is safe."

"That’s good, Xiaong is Great Chu’s star of tomorrow; it’s good that he’s safe."

Yang Huan smiled and nodded, calling everyone to leave.

He decided to keep it a secret for the ti being that ng Chuan could kill the avatar of a cosmos deity across ranks to avoid drawing more attention from cosmic forces.

The morning training, in the eyes of those monsters, was nothing more than human internal strife.

No matter how miraculous ng Chuan’s future performances were, they were considered insignificant to them, vastly different from this matter.

Although there are few Demon Path traitors or internally evil mbers among Great Chu’s Venerables, they are not absent.

With more and more cosmos deities active in the human world, eventually, a powerful Martial Arts family will succumb to the lure of power and thus fall.

So he thought it better not to publicize the matter.

...

The Platform.

ng Chuan was unaware of the turmoil he caused in the outside world.

Returning from cultivation in the Red Refining Banner, his Qi Blood rose again, smoothly and comfortably.

Looking at the [Duo Wen Dharma Crown] that Master Bai Bao had always kept for him at the bedside.

He gestured single-handedly, intending to first store it in the magic mirror.

"Eh?"

ng Chuan tried several tis and found he couldn’t store the Dharma Crown, suddenly feeling bewildered.

He scanned inside and out multiple tis, finding no issues with the Dharma Crown.

His expression turned doubtful:

"Could it be that there’s a problem with the magic mirror?"

At this thought, ng Chuan took out other objects from the magic mirror then put them back, everything worked smoothly.

He took out sothing similar to the Dharma Crown, the core faith object of Master Zhongli, and tried again, everything was normal.

ng Chuan was puzzled, tried a few more tis, everything else was fine except that this Dharma Crown couldn’t be stored...

This matter must have so hidden peculiarity, sowhere beyond sensory reach...

His thoughts flickered:

"Could there be sothing unusual in the Dharma Realm?"

At this thought, ng Chuan flipped his hand to take the Mixed Elent Pearl Umbrella but after repeated consideration, he abandoned the idea of entering.

Risky things shouldn’t be done...

While pondering, suddenly a deep, slightly aged voice entered his mind, causing ng Chuan to faintly be startled.

"There is a taste of cosmos demon on this object, be careful..."

The voice quickly dissipated, urgently, as if unable to stay for even a mont longer.

ng Chuan was sowhat surprised inside, simultaneously guessing whose voice it was while discreetly observing his surroundings.

"It’s not Master Bai Bao’s voice, nor any other high monk..."

What could it be...

Seeing an item on the table, ng Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, imdiately calming down.

When testing the storage function of the magic mirror earlier, the Black Tortoise Statue taken casually was now coincidentally placed beside the Dharma Crown.

ng Chuan’s expression turned astonished, it was the first ti to see such an old entity speak!

The reason the other party made a move, fearing he’d attempt another probing action, was undeniably expending precious force to provide a small hint.

Since the Black Tortoise Great God spoke, that this object has issues.

ng Chuan imdiately got up and left the room.

Stayed far away, waiting for Master Bai Bao to return the next day for discussion.

...

In the Second Midnight Monk Academy, monks co and go as usual, many practicing fist and foot skills at night.

ng Chuan passed by here, glanced at it.

His aura was sensed by others, attracting attention from many monks.

"The little demon is here again..."

In this place, he and Master Huaiyuan’s fight destroyed the entire Martial Monk Academy; everyone vividly rembers...

Gazing at ng Chuan’s departing figure, the monks speculated why he ca to Shaolin again.

Soone appeared proud-hearted:

"This person ca again, surely attracted by the profound martial arts of our Shaolin."

Many secretly nodded in agreent, additionally harboring other thoughts inside:

"Having created divine techniques, Donor ng has already proven his exceptional potential. Forming positive ties is the tonic for our temple’s growing strength..."

A monk made a gesture of folded hands and suggested other speculations:

"Perhaps coming to seek revenge on Brother Liao Huo? Donor ng... seems like soone who won’t suffer losses..."

The monks all shook their heads, thinking it impossible.

"Dragon Elephant Master left the temple not long ago, this person ca specifically to avoid, how could he challenge?"

"The difference between Three Limits and Four Limits is vast. Last ti this person suffered greatly, would he not learn?"

"Amitabha Buddha, hard to say..."

The monks discussed intensely, while ng Chuan remained unaware of their thoughts, directly stepping into the depths of the Western Saint Hall, borrowing the treasured spot to practice Fist Skill related to the Five Elents.

Twenty thousand per hour, he doesn’t have big money, this little money is not a problem...

...

Practiced fist skills until the next morning.

ng Chuan precisely triggered enlightennt amidst the dawn, sweeping skill points like a breaking bamboo.

Racing from Great Achievent all the way forward, breaking the limit of an ordinary fist skill again.

Comprehension successfully "added one," feeling very content.

He strolled back to the Platform, only when he sensed Master Bai Bao’s aura did he relax his anxious heart.

Last night he was recalling that the item was brought back by Master Bai Bao from the Taihang battlefield.

Maybe just as the Black Tortoise Great God said, it holds unforeseen anomalies...

Of course, with Master Bai Bao back today, ng Chuan felt completely relieved.

The hall.

Knowing ng Chuan likes sitting on chairs when not practicing, Bai Bao removed the ditation mat and brought two solid wood red chairs from elsewhere.

Bai Bao sat on the left, ng Chuan on the right.

The small table board in the middle had no tea set, only the problematic Duo Wen Dharma Crown was placed.

ng Chuan, returning imdiately, requested the master to check out what on earth was going on with this object.

In the Dharma Realm of the North Ku Lu Continent, there exists the "Little Suru Mountain" that greatly assists horizontal training.

Its effect on him could be called "Hard Skills Red Refining Banner, body path cheat device," absolutely no errors can occur.

Bai Bao listened to his story, slightly bent over, picked up the Dharma Crown to investigate in his palm.

Several months in one’s hand, nothing went wrong.

But since [Black Tortoise] spoke...

He carefully examined it with so vigilance, shook his sleeves, seeming to guess sothing.

A face reflecting ng Chuan’s expectant gaze, Bai Bao calmly spoke:

"Mostly the Great Demon didn’t die completely, so remaining spirit whispered along the mountain range to destroy the empty spot in the Dharma Realm and hid in.

Feel ashad, as the old monk repeatedly investigated when obtaining the Dharma Crown but could not detect..."