"What did you say? An immortal and a demon fought, and Xiquzhou was ruined?"
"The demons are destroyed, and we are safe?"
Looking at Zhuiyun Chongshan, whose face was beaming with excitement like a fool, Yang Hong pried open his smiling face and turned to look at the black stone gate from which demons were still emerging.
The smile on his face instantly froze!
Yes, there were still demons here, and demons appearing continuously through the teleportation array!
"You make another trip and tell those immortals and Buddhas to come here and solve this teleportation array problem."
"Yes, Sect Leader!"
Zhuiyun Chongshan dared not waste time. He transformed back into his original form as a Zhuiyun Sparrow and flew towards [Wanren Plain]. Once he entered Wanren Plain, he could use the spiritual plant teleportation array to travel faster.
"Are those immortals out of their minds?
I was the first to notify them about the mutation of the Gold-Devouring Ants and the conspiracy of the demonic cultivators in Xiquzhou. How come it's been over a year since those matters were resolved, and they still haven't remembered me?"
While complaining inwardly, Yang Hong resumed planting the Yuwen Pure Water Lotus.
The ground, bombarded by the demonic sect's formations and soaked in strange demonic blood, was firm and compact, comparable to fifth-grade spirit iron, unlike the usual desert terrain where moisture was scarce.
The original Sky Pit Blood Pool had been transformed into a vast lake 900 li wide by Yang Hong's use of spellcasting to draw water in just one year.
In the center of the lake, a three-li diameter area was separated by Yang Hong using a glass artifact as a deep "spring eye." Within this area, there was not a single drop of water, only intermittent five-colored lightning strikes!
At the center of the five-colored lightning was the black stone gate.
After a year of lightning strikes, the black stone gate remained as it was, without the slightest damage. The demons appearing through the teleportation array also continued to emerge at a steady pace of one hundred per quarter of an hour.
Yang Hong had even tried to influence the stone gate with the rules of time, but he found that the power of the rules he had mastered could not affect it at all.
This was a miraculous object that completely surpassed the level of power he possessed.
Having no other choice, Yang Hong simply forged a giant glass dome from sand in the surrounding desert, covering the black stone gate and the five-element lightning array.
The glass dome was infused with a large amount of yang-attribute artifact-refining materials and inscribed with countless demon-suppressing and purification formations. After a great deal of effort from Yang Hong and his disciples, the entire glass dome artifact reached the level of a seventh-grade artifact.
When the glass dome was lowered, it could slowly purify the demonic energy.
Although the purification speed was not as fast as the demonic energy generated by the demons' constant self-destruction, it was better than nothing.
The real purification was done by the vast spiritual water lake outside the glass dome.
In just one year, through the efforts of all the high-level cultivators of Qingfeng Mountain Villa, the 900-li vast spiritual water lake was created, and its surface was already adorned with over ten thousand seventh-grade Yuwen Pure Water Lotuses that had begun to bloom.
The space within the entire [Yin Yang Tai Chi Array] had been purified.
Only this final black stone gate remained.
...
"You are Yang Hong? You indeed have some skill."
One day, as Yang Hong was planting Azure Sky Willows outside the [Tai Chi Array], a gentle and mellow male voice sounded in his ear.
"Who~ uh~ Greetings, Bodhisattva."
Yang Hong turned his head and saw a golden kasaya and a shiny bald head. Regardless of the other party's cultivation level, appearing beside him without his knowledge meant he was undoubtedly a "Bodhisattva."
"Heh heh~ You have sharp eyes. Do you know my identity?"
"I don't know~ Junior does not know. Junior only knows that Senior's cultivation is as unapproachable as a towering mountain, and you must be an expert."
"Heh heh~ Your words are sweet. Take me to see your teleportation gate."
Yang Hong's tact and perceptiveness were well received by Jingkong. With a smile, he asked Yang Hong to lead the way to the black stone gate.
As he opened the sealed space of the [Yin Yang Tai Chi Array], Jingkong Bodhisattva suddenly tensed. He felt a deadly threat.
"This is..."
Before Yang Hong could lead the way, Jingkong Bodhisattva vanished instantly and reappeared beside the black stone gate. The seventh-grade artifact glass dome couldn't even block his instantaneous movement.
"How is this possible? This is a seventh-grade demonic artifact! A demonic artifact of the Grand Unity Profound Immortal level!"
Upon seeing the black stone gate, Jingkong was filled with disbelief and terror.
After a while, he managed to regain his composure. Yang Hong seized the opportunity to ask, "Bodhisattva, is this stone gate very powerful?"
"Powerful! Extremely powerful. Only a Grand Unity Profound Immortal can break it."
"Grand Unity Profound Immortal, the seventh stage of immortality. Even in the entire Upper Realm, there are less than ten thousand of them."
"Hiss~ So powerful."
Yang Hong also sucked in a cold breath. This teleportation gate, which he thought he could control easily, actually had such a formidable origin.
"Young friend, you are also very capable. To think of such a method to restrict the growth of the demon realm's teleportation gate is truly remarkable!"
Jingkong Bodhisattva, having calmed down, looked at Yang Hong's arrangements, nodding continuously and exclaiming "good" from time to time.
He couldn't imagine that a cultivator in the lower realm would possess such ability. Even in the Upper Realm, sealing this demon realm teleportation gate would require an immense price from immortal and Buddhist sects, and then it would be destroyed by a Grand Unity Profound Immortal.
Yet here, in the lower realm, it was resolved with just a seventh-grade artifact, a few miscellaneous formations, and a lake. It was simply unbelievable!
"It's just a minor trick, not worth mentioning.
I wonder if Bodhisattva can resolve this teleportation array?"
Yang Hong replied humbly, immediately asking his question.
Upon hearing his question, the earlier excited and terrified expression on Jingkong's face faltered. He gave a wry smile.
"I cannot resolve it either. There are experts in the Upper Realm who can, but they cannot descend. Even sealing their cultivation would not allow them to descend."
"This~ This means it's unsolvable?"
Hearing the Bodhisattva's words, Yang Hong's face also fell into a bitter expression. Had he accidentally taken on a huge hot potato?
He had unintentionally seized a colossal, troublesome burden.
"There's no need to resolve it. Your formation setup is excellent. It has completely controlled the growth of this demon realm teleportation gate. As long as there is no demonic energy supply, although the teleportation array cannot be destroyed, it cannot grow.
It can only continuously teleport low-level demons below the third-tier Fusion Realm."
Jingkong shook his head and said with a hint of emotion. Then, gritting his teeth, he condensed a ball of brilliant Buddhist light in his hand and pressed it into the open stone gate.
Caw~ Caw~ Caw~
A series of strange howls echoed from within the stone gate. Jingkong listened intently for a long while, then sent another ball of Buddhist light. After testing and listening for six or seven times, he withdrew his hand with a panicked yet relieved expression.
"Young friend, you are truly remarkable, and miraculous as well. You were so lucky to seal the teleportation gate of the Demon Dragon clan. Truly... remarkable!"
Finally, Jingkong Bodhisattva gave Yang Hong a thumbs-up. This made Yang Hong so scared that cold sweat nearly broke out.
He wasn't blind; as the Bodhisattva tested, his expression became more and more grim. Even a Bodhisattva's cultivation couldn't hide his terror.
"Bodhisattva, I will hand over this teleportation gate to you. We will withdraw now."
Seeing Yang Hong's almost tearful expression, Jingkong understood. Even as a True Immortal-level Bodhisattva, he was trembling at the knees facing such a terrifying existence.
"You and your disciples can leave, but this combination of formations and your environmental setup must remain."
"No problem, absolutely no problem."
As long as he could shed this hot potato and abandon this formation and spiritual plants that had only been set up for a year, Yang Hong felt no heartache.
Soon, the disciples and demonic beasts of Qingfeng Mountain Villa were gathered. Yang Hong recorded all his arrangements into a jade slip and handed it to Jingkong Bodhisattva.
However, before Yang Hong left, Jingkong called him back privately and spoke words that made him break out in a cold sweat.