Chapter 1457: Permanently Residing in This Home, Divinely Bestowed Name

Regardless of the fiendish beast behind him, Jiang Wang focused only on his desperate flight.

He knew not how long he ran, traversing stone forest after stone forest, until his own head was spinning and he knew not where he was. Suddenly, all sound ceased.

Even the Sound-Listening Immortal Aspect could detect no noise.

Seizing the opportunity to turn back, he looked sharply behind him, but where was the trace of that strange leopard?

Perhaps he had shaken it off...

Jiang Wang stopped, unable to help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Speaking of which, ever since entering the Mountain-Sea Realm, it seemed he had done nothing but run. Only on the Volcano Island had he enjoyed a few days of peace...

He truly missed San Cha a little.

This ugly five-tailed leopard, unseen when the Hound of Disaster army invaded the mountain, now that Bi Fang was dead and San Cha had left with the army, this fellow had jumped out to wreak havoc...

Truly one who bullied the weak and feared the strong, insidious and cunning, a wicked leopard!

No...

Jiang Wang thought carefully. When San Cha and Bi Fang were locked in battle earlier, the Hound of Disaster army seemed not to have invaded the entire Floating Mountain.

It seemed there was an invisible boundary.

The Hound of Disaster army had gathered and occupied only the half of the Floating Mountain where Bi Fang was.

So was it possible?

This five-tailed scarlet leopard and Bi Fang ruled by drawing a boundary, each governing one side, their usual interactions like well water and river water?

Otherwise, there was no way to explain why the five-tailed scarlet leopard had not appeared at all when San Cha battled Bi Fang.

Nor could it explain why the Hound of Disaster army did not go to that other half of the mountain.

Furthermore, it seemed that the sense of urgency had vanished as soon as he unleashed the Samadhi True Fire.

Could it be that the five-tailed scarlet leopard thought he was Bi Fang's subordinate and thus let him go?

The more Jiang Wang thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.

Not all exotic beasts in the Mountain-Sea Realm were as intelligent as San Cha. Was not the Ying Fish he first encountered rather foolish? And that two-headed ape he met in the spatial rift, with its crooked head, also looked quite dim-witted...

Jiang Wang pondered and pondered, ultimately unable to bear to abandon the potential rewards on this Floating Mountain, and did not directly fly away.

Leaving this place, he would have no ability to slay another exotic beast of the Mountain-Sea Realm, nor to plunder an empty mountain again.

Silently recalling the area of activity of the Hound of Disaster army on the mountain earlier, he moved cautiously within this area, absolutely not crossing the boundary by even a single step.

He thought that since the scarlet leopard and Bi Fang divided rule over this mountain, they should each have their own treasures to guard.

He dared not covet the five-tailed scarlet leopard's guarded treasure, but Bi Fang's should not be missed.

This Floating Mountain was extremely vast. Although Jiang Wang later only explored the half area occupied by Bi Fang, he had searched for a very long time.

Darting about the enormous Floating Mountain, his eyes were almost blinded.

Finally, at the half-way point of the mountain, he found a peculiar rock face.

This rock face was carved as if from pristine white jade, not appearing natural, measuring over nine zhang in length and about five zhang in height.

Standing before the rock face, one could see one's reflection.

Such a pure and flawless, gigantic and complete piece of jade wall was of immeasurable value.

However, Lord Jiang, being an extraordinary cultivator, was not particularly moved by gold and jade objects.

Within his Five Palaces Sea, the White Cloud Boy from the ruins of the Cloud-Top Immortal Palace suddenly leaped out, excitedly shouting, "Master Immortal! It's Sunken Cloud Bone! It's Sunken Cloud Bone!"

Jiang Wang had long maintained a skeptical attitude towards this little chubby fellow's memory, and hearing this, he merely raised an eyebrow: "Is this not a jade wall?"

"No." The White Cloud Boy appeared very excited: "This is jade bone formed after the death of a powerful deity, not ordinary jade. Look closely at the white jade by the roadside and you'll see, they are completely different!"

Jiang Wang looked closely: "Perfect white jade, and flawed white jade?"

"Ay, no!"

The White Cloud Boy was eager to persuade but could not, stomped his feet twice fiercely, then suddenly remembered something and quickly chanted: "The Immortal Formula Sutra records: When a Mountain God is about to die, their death qi steams to become clouds, which, being turbid and sunken, turn into bone. Look closely, is there not a jade pattern in the middle that forms a mountain shape?"

Jiang Wang looked carefully, and indeed, it was so.

However, what aroused his curiosity was not this.

"Immortal Formula Sutra?" he asked.

"Eh?" The White Cloud Boy also froze. He mumbled, "Just now in my haste, this passage suddenly appeared in my mind... I don't know what the Immortal Formula Sutra is either."

This little chubby fellow indeed always had fragmented memories popping out, traces of having been reincarnated several times as an Immortal Palace童子 (boy attendant). Jiang Wang was used to it.

He merely looked at the jade pattern and couldn't help but say again: "I thought it was a claw mark left by Bi Fang. Look at this messy mass... If you say it's a mountain shape, it does resemble one a little, but you could also say it looks like a cow!"

"It's clearly a pattern that formed, not scratched open!" The White Cloud Boy stomped his feet and shouted, "That's a mountain shape! Where does it look like a cow!"

Jiang Wang's soul manifested, standing beside him, and glanced at him: "Why are you so excited?"

The White Cloud Boy widened his eyes: "This is Sunken Cloud Bone, it's Sunken Cloud Bone!"

"And what about Sunken Cloud Bone?"

The White Cloud Boy looked at him silently for a long while, finally realizing that Master Immortal had forgotten.

He said with a weary heart: "It is one of the main materials for Immortal Palace Strength Attendants..."

This arrogant lord, back then, was so anxious he wanted to beat him. How things have changed... This broken Immortal Palace gets worse by the day, and the Immortal Masters are worse with each generation...

"Oh!" Master Jiang remembered this matter and finally felt a hint of awkwardness: "It's not that I'm not attentive, mainly, well, you know my current strength. Ordinary puppets are indeed not of much use!"

The White Cloud Boy looked at him with a strange expression.

That look probably meant, what is your strength?

But fearing a beating after all, he finally said weakly: "Ordinary Immortal Palace Strength Attendants have peak Outer Tower strength, and they are immortal and indestructible..."

Long Xiang Si had already been unsheathed.

Jiang Wang held this famous sword of the world high and stepped forward to dig.

He vividly demonstrated to the White Cloud Boy what the execution power of an Immortal Master was.

When the sword edge touched the wall, a snowy radiance suddenly flowed.

Gently but resolutely it prevented the sword edge from advancing.

Jiang Wang looked up in astonishment.

He saw two lines of characters appear on the huge jade wall made of Sunken Cloud Bone. They were written in Daoist script, with extremely elegant and flowing strokes.

The text read:

"Mount Zhang'e, of jade and jasper quality."

"Reside here forever, granted a divine name by Heaven!"

Jiang Wang's hand holding the sword paused. He actually felt a strange sense of pressure.

There seemed to be the aura of a divine handle on the characters...

It was similar to the feeling from that Old Sea Dragon before.

However, it didn't seem exactly the same.

Was it because the world rules of the Mountain-Sea Realm were different from the Mori Sea Source Realm, or for some other reason?

Jiang Wang could not be certain.

The meaning expressed by these two lines of characters was quite easy to understand. It merely said that this Floating Mountain was named "Zhang'e", constructed of beautiful jade and precious stones. If one was willing to reside here forever, they would be granted a divine name by Heaven.

Divine office and divine handle, all would naturally follow.

It was likely that Bi Fang and the five-tailed scarlet leopard were both officially conferred gods of Mount Zhang'e.

Only...

This "Heaven" that conferred the name, who was it?

Was it saying that within this Mountain-Sea Realm, there was a will that transcended all existence?

And what was that will?

Was it the operating rules of the Mountain-Sea Realm itself? Or... was it Huang Weizhen, who had died nine hundred years ago?

Jiang Wang was perplexed in his heart, but his hands did not stop. He pushed the long sword forcefully, entangled with the snowy radiance, trying to dig into the Sunken Cloud Bone.

The White Cloud Boy, shrinking in the Cloud-Top Immortal Palace, was dumbfounded. Although our Master Immortal's cultivation is not deep, his courage is indeed outstanding and admirable!

It had already produced such a mystical reaction, and he was still digging?

On the rock face, the two lines of Daoist characters gradually faded, returning to their flawless state.

The entire rock face also split into two, revealing a name on the left and one on the right, also written in Daoist script.

The left read "Zheng", and the right read "Bi Fang".

Jiang Wang thus understood.

That scarlet five-tailed exotic beast shaped like a leopard was originally named "Zheng".

Speaking of which, these two mountain gods on Mount Zhang'e were typical of "their name is their call", their cry being their own name.

While lamenting, Jiang Wang continued to exert force.

The two names on the rock face also hung there quietly, as if waiting for something...

Unfortunately, a certain Mr. Jiang paid no attention whatsoever, casting a seductive glance at a blind man.

Under the temptation of the Immortal Palace Strength Attendant, starting at the Outer Tower peak level, Jiang Wang used almost a complete set of Human Dao Sword Arts before this rock face, yet he could not do anything to it, unable to break through the snowy radiance.

He had to step back and activate his Dry Sun Red Eyes, carefully examining the rock face before him.

Looking at the characters "Bi Fang", his heart suddenly moved. He took out the Bi Fang essence blood, held it in his fist, then leaped up and pressed his fist against the characters "Bi Fang".

He didn't know why, although everything before him remained unchanged.

A feeling of sudden enlightenment arose in Jiang Wang's heart.

It was like the sky after a rain, or like seeing the clear sky after pushing aside the fog.

A voice sounded in his mind.

The age of this voice was hard to place. It had the spirit of a youth, the composure of a middle-aged person, and the wisdom of an elder.

It chanted:

"Gods have their gods, ghosts have their ghosts.To attain enlightenment again is hard to achieve understanding.Life is in the mountains and seas, death is like sand.When the nine chapters appear together, this sealing art is passed down."

This is... Huang Weizhen's voice?!

Jiang Wang was certain that this voice came from the connection of his fist to the rock face.

But he could not intercept it, much less resist it.

Accompanying the descent of this voice was a profound and unpredictable sealing art.

It filled Jiang Wang's mind, vast and boundless.

Even with Jiang Wang's current soul power, it took several breaths before he recovered.

Its name was "Bi Fang Seal".

Based on his understanding of sound, he could judge that the voice that appeared in his mind was similar to a voice stored in a sound-recording stone, not an instantaneous conversation.

This made him less tense.

With Huang Weizhen's strength, leaving a little voice or something in the Mountain-Sea Realm was entirely normal.

Especially in an environment like the Mountain-Sea Realm. A mere nine hundred years was not enough to erase traces.

Honestly, Jiang Wang didn't quite understand the meaning of that passage. Perhaps because of the lack of key information, he didn't understand what the person who left this voice wanted to express. He deduced that the owner of the voice was Huang Weizhen, but he couldn't be entirely sure.

However, the meaning of the last sentence was very clear.

"When the nine chapters appear together, this sealing art is passed down."

Nine chapters appear together?

This time entering the Mountain-Sea Realm, there were actually a total of nine groups of people, who had gathered the nine chapters of jade wall?

This was a very important piece of information!

Xi Song, She Jiang, Ai Ying, Chou Si, Huai Sha, Si Mei Ren, Xi Wang Ri, Ju Song, Bei Hui Feng.

When he was in the Mountain-Sea Purgatory, Zuo Guangshu had a conjecture, which was what would happen when these nine chapters of jade wall gathered together one day?

He believed that perhaps the secret of Huang Weizhen's death would be confirmed.

And before him, there was the first answer:

"This sealing art is passed down."

After carefully studying the Bi Fang Seal in his mind, Jiang Wang was very certain that the voice was Huang Weizhen. What he had just received was one of Huang Weizhen's secret藏 (stores or collections)!

Such a sealing art, who but Huang Weizhen could pass it down?

He didn't know what others had obtained in the Mountain-Sea Realm, but at least he had memorized this sealing art, making it a tangible gain.

Speaking of which, among all the secret techniques and combat skills he had cultivated, he had indeed never encountered a sealing art.

There was one called Divine Seal Art, but it was a soul-related secret technique, not a sealing art. This was a completely new domain.

Such combat skills were often found in the Buddhist sects.

In the treasury of the Qi Kingdom, there were quite a few sealing arts from the Withering-Flourishing Courtyard. With Jiang Wang's current status and position, he had the opportunity to come into contact with them, but he had overlooked them at the time.

Now, this Bi Fang Seal passed down by Huang Weizhen was profound and unfathomable, with unpredictable power. It was truly a top-tier combat skill.

Even the current Jiang Wang had no way to master it in a short period of time. The more difficult it was to master, the more it indicated its power.

A great harvest!

Jiang Wang contentedly withdrew the Bi Fang essence blood, then his heart suddenly moved again.

Holding the Bi Fang essence blood, he could receive the Bi Fang Seal. What about the Hound of Disaster essence blood? Should there also be a Hound of Disaster sealing art?

He held the Hound of Disaster essence blood again, tentatively reaching towards the rock face once more.

The reason he would make such an attempt on Mount Zhang'e was mainly that he felt that the passage Huang Weizhen had transmitted into his mind earlier seemed not to be limited to a certain Floating Mountain or a certain sea area.

Trying wouldn't cause any loss.

If it really didn't work, he would find a way to return to Volcano Island.

It was just that the Mountain-Sea Realm was too large, and he didn't know how to find it.

After all, he was unconscious when he went there, and left through a spatial rift...

Sigh... He really missed San Cha!

If San Cha were here, that Zheng could also be tried.

Zheng Seal Art sounded very powerful too.

Lost in wild thoughts, he pressed the fist holding the Hound of Disaster essence blood against the rock face again.

It was almost the exact same feeling. A massive stream of information surged into his mind in an instant.

With the experience from the previous time, absorbing it was much easier this time.

His guess was not wrong. Indeed, through the mountain god wall of Mount Zhang'e, he had received the Hound of Disaster sealing art.

Jiang Wang also gained a piece of information from this:

Why would San Cha have overlooked this point when it gifted the Hound of Disaster essence blood?

With San Cha's intelligence, such a major oversight should not have occurred.

The only explanation was that San Cha was unaware. It didn't know that the Hound of Disaster essence blood it gave could pass on the Hound of Disaster sealing art!

This was very interesting.

From this, a very crucial question could be extended:

In the long years that Huang Weizhen had existed in the Mountain-Sea Realm, what kind of role had he played?