I Shall Seal the Heavens - chapter-808
It was difficult to say how much time passed. It seemed both long and
short. Outside, the sky gradually darkened, and faint moonlight spread
out into the blackness.
Under the darkness of night, the flame in the bronze oil lamp danced back
and forth, and it almost seemed as if the shadow of a person existed in
the wick, looking up at the moon….
Shadows began to appear inside the temple, revealed by the lamplight. As
the lamp’s flame danced, the shadows seemed to sway back and forth
Meng Hao didn’t realize it, but the color of his garments were fading
into a gray color, and were actually becoming tattered. It was as if his
clothes were passing through time, becoming ancient even as he sat there
His whole person exuded this same feeling, as if his soul were being
transported back through time to the ancient Daoist rite temple, to
listen the music of the Dao. At the same time, the effects to his soul
spread to his body, causing it to become ancient.
Suddenly, the sound of weeping floated out. It drifted out through the
night air, clear and vivid. As the weeping echoed about, it gradually
transformed into faint sighing.
“Do Immortals still exist in this world…?” asked a voice. Then
there was silence, broken only by the rustling of the leaves in the trees.
At the same time, wisps of smoke began to rise up from the well. If there
were someone standing next to the well, they would surely be shocked to
find that it was filled with countless long strands of hair!
The black hair swirled out from within the well and then sank to the
ground, where they spread out quickly to fill the entirety of the
courtyard. It was at this point that cracking sounds could be heard
coming from the bamboo trellis.
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A dried up vine sagged down, making an arc-like shape that almost
resembled a swing. It began to rock back and forth, almost as if… there
were a person sitting on the vine, using it as a swing!
The sound of wailing drifted out from within the well, and laughter could
be heard from the swing. They mixed together to fill the courtyard with
an eerie sense of bizarreness. As for Meng Hao, he sat there in the
courtyard, eyes closed, completely motionless.
He was surrounded by the flickering lamplight and the shadowy projections
it revealed. The projections distorted and rippled, and then began to
move, walking to and fro in the courtyard. Some sat down cross-legged,
some prostrated themselves in worship. Some concocted medicinal pills,
some held brooms in their hands that they used to sweep the floor. Some
of them even approached the area where Meng Hao sat and peered at him
As for the dilapidated statue of the god, it now stood tall and straight
like it had in the past. The statue’s shadow, which stretched out
beneath it, suddenly separated from the statue and transformed into an
The old man’s clothing looked very similar to Meng Hao’s long,
worn-out robe. The man’s face was ashen, and blood oozed out from his
eyes, ears, nose and mouth; severe injuries could be seen on his head. He
looked like an evil spirit as he approached Meng Hao. It was impossible
to tell what he was thinking as he floated to a position behind him,
where he stood and looked down at the top of Meng Hao’s head.
A moment later, all of the projections within the courtyard turned and
looked at Meng Hao. They approached, crowding around to stare at him
Up above in the sky, black clouds covered half of the moon, and a soft
wind blew across the land, along with an intermittent wail that sounded
like mournful, choked sobbing.
It was at this point that the ground trembled, and muffled moaning sounds
could be heard coming from deep within the temple.
“Home…. This place isn’t my home…. I want to go home….
“Take me home…. Take me home, Paragon… take me home….”
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When the voice drifted out, the projections in the temple all trembled.
In the temple’s courtyard, the black hair spreading out from the well
suddenly flew up into the air. The swinging vine suddenly stopped moving.
At the same time, a head emerged from the well. It was illusory and
pallid, and the expression on its face was incredibly terrifying and
ferocious. Apparently this was… a head that had been soaking in the
well’s water for millions of years, and yet had not decomposed. It was
the head of a woman, whose listless, pupil-less eyes stared at the ground.
No figure was visible on the swing, and yet drops of black blood dropped
down onto the ground beneath it.
It was at this point that a tremor ran through Meng Hao’s body. A
hair-raising sense of terror filled him, and he opened his eyes. When he
looked up, his scalp went numb as he realized that a pitch-black figure
was standing directly in front of him.
In fact, he was completely surrounded by shadowy projections, all of whom
appeared to be on the verge of touching him. His mind was sent completely
The shades seemed to know that Meng Hao had awakened, and they floated
backward and then sat down cross-legged some distance away from him. Meng
Hao could clearly see all of the projections, as well as the black hair
in the courtyard. He saw the swinging vine, and the floating head.
Feeling more creeped out than ever, he slowly rose to his feet to leave
He was filled with the feeling… that this place wasn’t somewhere he
should continue loitering about in.
As he stood, he suddenly felt a coldness behind him. Without thinking
about it, he turned his head and caught sight of an ancient face only an
inch away from his own, blood flowing out of its eyes, ears, nose and
mouth. Completely startled, Meng Hao staggered backward a few steps, his
“Who are you!?” he cried, sending his cultivation base rotating
rapidly. His Dharma Idol appeared behind him, and his heart began to
pound rapidly. The strangeness of this place left him feeling completely
and utterly unsafe.
The old man’s expressionless eyes completely ignored Meng Hao. He
turned and walked back toward the statue of the deity. As he neared it,
his body gradually faded and then disappeared altogether.
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The other projections in the area were still there, some sitting in
meditation, some walking about, some practicing cultivation.
Meng Hao was panting rapidly as he began to leave. However, when he
reached the threshold of the temple, he stopped in place and looked over
to see a shadowy projection sitting cross-legged off to the side. It had
a pill furnace in its hand, and was apparently concocting pills.
Furthermore… Meng Hao had never seen this method of pill concoction
before; it was as if through absorbing the power of Heaven and Earth, no
medicinal plants or other physical ingredients were needed!
Meng Hao gaped in shock. After looking more closely for a moment, his
eyes began to shine with a strange light. He was a grandmaster of the Dao
of alchemy, and his skill in concocting pills could be considered the
highest in the lands of South Heaven, with the exception of Pill Demon.
“Creating something from nothing….” murmured Meng Hao, his eyes
shining brightly. Back in the ancient Demon Immortal Sect, he had created
a pill from nothing, and it still remained in his bag of holding. He had
never consumed it.
Meng Hao felt that it was a miracle that he had even succeeded in
concocting that one pill, and he had even tried on one occasion to
duplicate it with the copper mirror, but had failed.
Now he saw this dark projection concocting pills here in this place. Its
hands moved with adept proficiency, calm and unhurried.
Meng Hao blinked, and then decided not to leave. He looked around at the
projections around him. Some were practicing cultivation, some were
walking to and fro, some were utilizing incantation gestures to perform
various Daoist magics.
The scene caused Meng Hao’s mind to tremble.
“Passing down Daos!!” he murmured. “They’re passing down
Daos!!” His heart trembled even more than before. A Dao was not
something to pass down lightly, but that was exactly what these
projections were doing. It was as if all he had to do was go observe and
contemplate them, and he would have the opportunity to acquire them.
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Meng Hao took a deep breath, then looked back at the dark projection who
was concocting pills. He walked over and sat down cross-legged in front
of it and watched as it worked. The light in his eyes grew brighter and
more brilliant. After a while, he pulled out his own pill furnace and
began to imitate the dark figure’s pill concocting technique.
A night passed. It wasn’t a long time, but it felt very, very long to
Meng Hao. It felt like such a long time that he couldn’t properly wrap
his head around it. Finally, when the sky began to grow bright, the
shadowy figure finished concocting a single pill, which it casually
tossed out into the mountain range outside of the temple. At some point,
Meng Hao became aware that he had also successfully concocted his own
The sky was light now.
The projections in the temple faded away. The strands of hair in the
courtyard vanished, and the vines returned to their original state, as if
none of it had ever happened. Panting, Meng Hao looked down at the
medicinal pill in his hand, which was surrounded by swirling blackness.
Actually, it was not really a pill. It was only a mass of swirling black
mist. However, when the sunlight touched it, a black peel formed around
it, and then it turned into a black-peeled medical pill.
There was no medicinal aroma to it, but rather, an explosive power.
Meng Hao frowned as he looked at the black-peeled pill. After a moment of
thought, he squeezed it, whereupon his face instantly fell. Without
hesitation, he threw the pill away from him. In midair, it began to
emanate black mist, and then suddenly exploded.
A shockwave swept about in all directions.
“An incomplete concoction… and this is the botched product,” he
thought. “But it was still creating something from nothing.” He was
actually quite shocked. The explosive power caused by the medicinal
pill’s explosion was like an attack.
“It’s too bad it’s so unstable. Simply touching it causes it to
explode. Although now that I think about it, something about it seems
familiar.” Eyes flickering, he thought back to the path he had trod up
to this ancient temple. He had encountered many areas where the ground
exploded. All of a sudden, he thought about how the figure had thrown out
the medicinal pill just now, and everything clicked….
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“This thing… has another use.” Eyes glittering, he thought for a
moment, then produced his pill furnace and began to use the same method
he had learned the previous night to absorb the spiritual energy of
Heaven and Earth and use it to concoct more pills.
After several failures, he finally succeeded in producing two of the same
swirling masses of black mist. When the sun touched them, they were
covered over with a black peel. Holding the pills in his hand, he flew
out of the temple. After a bit of experimentation, he found that the
explosive effect would be activated simply by throwing it out. It could
be used as a trump card.
“Burying it seems like a waste. I can’t really control it. Throwing
it out directly is the best way to use it. With something like this, I
have another life-saving technique at my disposal. It’s too bad though.
This thing is pretty explosive, but appears to be connected to the unique
aura of this place. I doubt I’ll be able to concoct them outside.”
After some more thought, he returned to the temple and continued to
Several days passed. At night, Meng Hao would seek enlightenment
regarding the Daos being passed down by the projections. During the day,
he would concoct medicinal pills. Soon he had several dozen. He tried to
imbue them with divine sense, but it was a failure and he eventually gave
up on the idea.
He even left the mountains at one point to try to concoct the pills on
the outside, but it didn’t work. That confirmed his theory. This type
of pill… could only be concocted using the spiritual energy that
existed inside the temple.
After returning to the temple, he continued to concoct the unusual
black-peeled explosive medicinal pills.
“I imagine that the Chosen from the other worlds will be arriving
soon….” His eyes glittered with anticipation regarding the fighting
that would break out when they came. He keenly desired to see how he
measured up to them, and… exactly how strong or weak he was.