Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology
Chapter 140 - 136: Human Body, Demon Heart, Battle in the East Sea! (3/3)

Chapter 140: Chapter 136: Human Body, Demon Heart, Battle in the East Sea! (3/3)

White bones as trees, blood as foundation; souls resemble specters, bodies akin to demons.

The Dao is a heavenly dragon carrying out demon deeds; temples are no Taoist sanctuaries, but places where man devours man!

The grand doors stood wide open. Before Song Lin’s eyes stretched a forest of bones, the stench of blood surging toward him. Taoists came and went, and most bore organs of demons on their bodies.

Judging by these bones, most appeared to be human remains, and still disturbingly fresh—likely the displaced vagrants who recently vanished amid the chaos of war. Unexpectedly, they had ended up here.

If not for the large sign reading "True Demon Temple" hanging above, Song Lin would have thought he’d entered some demon lair.

"Daoist, please follow me!" A young Taoist with azure eyes and golden pupils said respectfully.

"Alright."

Song Lin’s left pupil turned golden, while the other turned a faint cyan hue.

The Taiyang Golden Pupil pierced through all falsehoods; the Taiyin Golden Pupil unveiled the essence energies of all things, near and far.

This Taoist wasn’t a true demon. His essence was human.

Through the Taiyin Golden Pupil, Song Lin could clearly see concentrated demon energy in the man’s eyes and heart.

It was likely a bloodline of demonic origin implanted within him, cultivating demonic divine skills.

They navigated countless corridors, passing many Taoists along the way.

Most were similar; the more powerful the cultivators, the more parts of their bodies seemed demonized.

Song Lin had studied this cultivation method extensively.

The transformation technique aimed to harness the potent divine skills of demons. It involved implanting demonic bloodlines and purifying them step by step. During the purification process, divine skills were gradually comprehended.

For those who reached mastery, they could even transform into demon entities akin to Tianwu.

The strength of this Taoist skill lay in the demonic bloodline within.

The rarer the demonic bloodline, the more formidable its power would be upon activation. As long as one wasn’t afraid of dying from the backlash of demonic blood, it was indeed a tempting shortcut.

Soon, the two arrived, one leading, the other following, at the rear grand hall of the temple master.

Inside the hall were seated White Tiger Taoist, Wutong Taoist, Tianwu Taoist, and Hall Master Heluo.

Heluo’s face had morphed into the head of a white snake, its forked tongue curling to scoop up the blood-soaked raw meat from a plate.

Heluo turned out to be a demon cultivator, too.

The others seemed indifferent, accustomed to such sights.

When they saw Song Lin enter, Heluo wiped the fresh blood from the corners of his mouth, flashed him a smile and said, "Sit down first!"

"Thank you!"

Song Lin sat next to Tianwu.

Tianwu seemed to sense Song Lin’s doubts and smiled:

"Does it feel strange? We don’t eat human flesh often. Most of the time, it’s raw animal meat. Occasionally, though, eating human flesh helps maintain our demonic nature. The human meat we eat mostly comes from criminals."

"The Heavenly Dragon Grand Ceremony happens once a year. Using a few lives to ensure good weather and harvest is quite the fair trade, wouldn’t you agree?"

"Indeed."

Tianwu and Heluo appeared to be rather familiar with one another.

Of course, Song Lin didn’t believe their nonsense. There was no way there’d be such an abundance of executed criminals—if the temple was so large, there surely had to be people exploiting loopholes.

Just like the Xuanke Temple in the past, despite strict prohibitions against disciples killing to harvest bones, some secretly defied the rules. Even the temple turned a blind eye, as such measures were vital to sustain daily operations.

Still, these were matters that lay beyond Song Lin’s reach; he couldn’t intervene directly. He could only enforce limitations on his disciples to ensure they avoided crossing the line.

"The Central Battle Zone will use the True Demon Temple as headquarters to jointly defend the surrounding areas. Listen to my orders and do not interfere with the other battle zones."

Heluo briefly elaborated.

This Evil Extermination Jiao involves three defensive lines.

The first front line, led by Taoist Alliance Celestial Masters, will halt the demonic army near the border with the help of allied Taoist sects nationwide.

The second line is an internal defensive perimeter manned by Taoist Heavenly Masters from within sects to counter invading demonic armies.

The third is a forested Taoist temple-based defense, aimed at combating scattered demons and suppressing local demon unrest.

"The Taoist Heavenly Masters will release movement charts for the demon army. Keep this information limited to just a few people."

After years of battling demons, weaker temples have adopted certain survival strategies.

In dire circumstances, abandoning positions strategically could help preserve vital forces—for instance, leaving a rear guard as sacrificial fodder for the demon army, while secretly withdrawing the majority.

If too many people knew the demon movements, no one would stay behind as bait.

Instead, everyone would just be hunted down and killed.

"Return for now. The defensive zones—war has already erupted."

"Understood!"

Song Lin returned to assume command.

Meanwhile, far away at the eastern shores of the East Sea—

The ocean stretched endlessly, waves thundering.

Palaces rose along the coastline.

Above the clouds, a faint and enigmatic Heavenly Palace seemed to flicker into view.

In the clouds, aboard a colossal painted barge—

Countless Taoists bustled about the deck, while giant spirit Taoist soldiers, ten zhang tall, guarded the edges.

The Eight Diagrams Flag flapped in the wind, spreading murmurs of Taoist chants across the four directions.

The largest room on the barge revealed an extraordinary space upon entering.

A tranquil grotto heaven with melodious birdsong and fragrant blossoms.

At the center sat a lotus-filled lake with a pavilion at its heart, housing a Heavenly Law Platform.

Before the platform sat a Taoist clad in yellow robes, wearing a lotus crown adorned with Eight Diagrams. His face was pale as white jade, and scarlet-tinted shadows framed his eyes.

The Taoist meditated, his eyes half-closed, enveloped by auspicious clouds and a surrounding aroma of rare fragrances.

The sound of the Great Dao resonated, while subtle yet profound patterns emerged faintly in the void.

This figure was a Taoist Alliance Heavenly Master, a seeker of the Great Dao through the "Three Pure Three Cave Scripture" teachings.

A Heavenly Master’s presence alone brought enlightenment, eliminating any need for words.

The cultivation system consisted of stages such as Meditation, Fetal Breath, Qi Refinement, Divine Establishment, Core Formation, Purple Mansion, Tribulation Crossing, Primordial Spirit, Harmonization, and finally, Pure Yang.

The lowest requirement for a Heavenly Master was the Primordial Spirit stage, granting them the insight to achieve the Dao Fruit of immortality rivaled by none among mortals.

This was the Spirit Treasure Celestial Master of the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen Alliance, titled Elder Tianji, wielder of the Three Pure Treasures of Heaven and Earth Xuanmen.

At the moment, Elder Tianji was communicating with a presence hidden in the void.

"Tianji, your cultivation has grown a lot lately. When will you drag Xuanqing down from their throne?"

The voice echoed through Taoist chants, imperceptible to ordinary beings—and even if audible, remained unintelligible.

Xuanqing was not a person but rather an entire Taoist Alliance—formally named the Xuanzong Shangqing Dao Alliance, the largest northern sect and supreme leader of magical veins.

"Me? I think you’re more suited for the job, Chi Wujie my friend. Watch yourself, lest Qingchen severs your Golden Lock Chain Primordial Spirit instead," Spirit Treasure Celestial Master teased.

The Xuanzong Shangqing Dao Alliance Heavenly Master known as Qingchen was famed as the Red Dust Sword Immortal—a sword leader and present-day Harmonization-stage sword immortal, undefeated for fifteen consecutive leadership terms.

"I reckon that fellow will ascend soon. Waiting for his ascension will be wiser anyway," Chi Wujie remarked.

Recalling that legendary Nine Heavens Biluo Sword Intent, capable of killing across millennia and miles, was enough to unnerve anyone.

At that moment, a Taoist subordinate arrived.

"Report! Sea Covering Demon Monarch, Wailing Heron Demon Lord, North Sea Great Saint, and Emperor Wailing Heron, leading millions of demons, are invading the borders!!"

"Good! Let them come!!"

Spirit Treasure Celestial Master ended his connection with Chi Wujie, stood up swiftly, and approached the Heavenly Law Platform. Golden light emanated from his eyes as he seized the dharma bell, chanting incantations under his breath.

A thousand-zhang tsunami rose over the sea.

Above the waves, legions of demons gathered. Malignance suffused the skies.

Leading them were four terrifying demon entities.

The Sea Covering Demon Monarch possessed a jiao-dragon form—black scales, black horns, ten-thousand-zhang length, claws like mountain peaks, horns resembling lofty ranges, and a third eye glowing like a radiant sun on their brow.

Beside the monarch stood Fuxi, a harbinger of calamity—towering three thousand zhang, with the body of a rooster and a human face. The scarlet crest atop their head brimmed with Taiyang Essence Energy, turning the entire sky crimson.

The equally colossal Wailing Heron joined them.

Below them, the even larger North Sea Fish dwarfed the legendary six-hundred-li fish of old by far.

"Kekeke!! I have arrived!!"

The jiao-dragon Demon Monarch roared, spewing a sea of Demon Fire that coalesced into hundreds of black dragons.

Fuxi shrieked, staining the sun blood-red, unleashing countless fiery red fireballs.

Wailing Heron fired billions of dark sword-like feathers.

The North Sea Fish exhaled multicolored mirage-like vapors.

Millions of demons bellowed, charging forward.

If they breached the first defense line, the hinterlands would fall prey to their chaos.

"Audacious fiends!!"

The skies dimmed, and nine gleaming suns emerged from the void.

The suns emitted a sonorous hum.

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Wherever the Sword Light touched, black flames extinguished, demons were obliterated.

Seeing the nine suns, the crowd instantly recognized them as the Sun and Moon Eight-Sided Sword Ball of the Sword Leader.

The warriors cried out in renewed vigor, as countless tunneling lights surged from ground and palace alike.

Simultaneously, dazzling golden light broke through the clouds, piercing into the Void.

The void parted as a colossal gate emerged.

Golden radiance cascaded endlessly; at the center, a Taoist figure sat meditatively.

It was Spirit Treasure Celestial Master’s Heaven and Earth Xuanmen, housing his Three Corpses Primordial Spirit.

From within the gate flew a gold-colored "Fire" glyph.

The glyph split apart, its golden flames dancing like serpents and dragons, tearing into the demon army.

Nine suns’ Sword Light, Heaven and Earth Xuanmen, Black Dragon dharma images—the Primordial Spirits manifested one after another.

"Let us fight!!" roared the Sea Covering Demon Monarch as beams of malevolent golden light flashed from his eyes.

The factions clashed violently in a cataclysmic battle.

The sky wept; the blue heavens turned crimson as blood.

Demonic energy surged, resonating across realms.

The frenzied fighting enabled some demons to infiltrate the Wu Territory unnoticed.

The battle raged for three days.

Neither the first nor second defense lines could withstand the seemingly limitless demon army.

Song Lin and his factions braced themselves for the first wave of attacking demons.

Atop Yin Mountain—

The morning sun cast its first ray toward the land.

Song Lin guided his temple disciples in daily cultivation, practicing formations of the Eight Diagrams Array.

Suddenly, a powerful foreboding filled his heart.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion erupted from the void.

The skies darkened as endless shadowy clouds gathered.

A colossal blaze descended from the heavens, crashing into the rear mountain region. The earth trembled violently across a hundred li radius.

In Song Lin’s eyes, the mountain behind him erupted with overwhelming demonic energy, even causing the trees, flowers, and grass to begin faintly transforming.

"Send word to True Demon Temple’s Taoist. Follow me up the mountain!"

Song Lin rallied his forces and ascended the rear mountain, tracking the fire’s descent.

Yin Mountain wasn’t a single peak but rather an expansive range spanning the Central Battle Zone. For Song Lin, as a single temple master, searching the vast terrain alone was an arduous challenge.

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