I Shall Seal the Heavens - chapter-809
Time passed. During the nights, Meng Hao closely observed the projections
in the temple. Upon deeper examination, it became clear that all of them
were different from each other. There were men and women, old people and
young. Some of the figures weren’t even human, but were strange and
After the passage of so much time, Meng Hao had long since lost any sense
of fear toward the place. He was also used to all the bizarre scenes that
played out. Every day at nightfall, the black strands of hair would
emerge from the well. Eventually, Meng Hao found that sitting
cross-legged in the hair would fill his body with an incredible coldness
that benefited his attempts to gain enlightenment from the figures
passing down their Daos.
As for the weeping which came from within the well, after listening to it
for some time, Meng Hao realized that there was a bit of charm within the
Then there was the vine swing. Meng Hao had the feeling that some great
Dao existed within the swinging motion. An image appeared in his mind of
a swing, swaying endlessly back and forth.
Meng Hao even got used to the voices calling out about “going home.”
Occasionally he would impulsively stamp his feet on the ground in
annoyance when the voices disturbed his cultivation.
Essentially, he got used to everything that went on in the temple. That
included the old man with blood oozing from his orifices. Whenever Meng
Hao sought enlightenment, the old man would stand behind him and look at
the top of his head.
After a while, he simply allowed the man to continue to do so.
Meng Hao changed his clothes several times, but no matter how new they
were, whenever he awoke after having sunk into enlightenment, the clothes
would be tattered and old. Finally, he gave up and stopped changing them.
Recently, Meng Hao had been observing one particular figure who sat
cross-legged in meditation. However, powerful ripples emanated off of the
figure’s body. After observing for quite some time, the air in front of
Meng Hao grew blurry, and a black roc appeared that emanated a savage
“This is a Daoist Magic form!”
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It made Meng Hao think of his battle with the Northern Reaches’
Imperial Bloodline Clan Chief, and the bizarre divine ability he’d used
to transform into various wild beasts. In Meng Hao’s opinion, it had
been completely extraordinary.
He continued his contemplation, losing himself to it. It was as if he
actually returned to that ancient Daoist rites temple to hear the music
of the great Dao. He awoke when the sky turned bright, having been
Everything in the temple returned to normal around him. Meng Hao could
sense that he had made great strides in terms of his cultivation base.
His personal Dao Seeking did not contain discrete stages. According to
what his father told him, the result of using the Mist Blade to perform
his Severing turned his Dao Seeking into a single stage and put him at
the very peak of the entire Spirit Realm.
His next step would be true Immortality.
To Meng Hao, the imparting of these strange Daos was incredibly suitable
to his current situation. After working with the Daoist magic of Roc
Transformation, he proceeded on to another Dao Projection after gaining
Unfortunately, he could not gain enlightenment regarding all of the Dao
Projections. Many were in conflict with his personal direction, which
made it impossible for him to understand them.
Meng Hao was now watching a Dao Projection near the wall of the temple.
The image that flickered in his eyes was that of a man floating in a
clear sky. The man’s hand formed into the shape of a claw, which he
stretched out, causing the land beneath him to shatter into pieces.
“It’s a claw attack method!”
Meng Hao’s consciousness trembled as he imprinted the image into his
A few days later, Meng Hao had just gained enlightenment regarding
another Dao Projection when he saw a Daoist off in the distance
stretching his hand out and grabbing onto a star. He then pulled down
violently, causing the star to tremble and transform into a resplendent
glow in the palm of his hand.
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“That’s… a… magic of Star Plucking!”
Meng Hao immersed himself in gaining enlightenment from the Daoist
legacies in the temple. Eventually, he realized that the flame in the
bronze oil lamp was showing signs of flickering out. He could tell that
when that happened, the good fortune in this particular Immortal Ancient
Daoist Rite Temple would be over.
Several days later, Meng Hao took a deep breath as he woke from
meditation. By this point, he had identified all of the Daoist
Projections that he could gain enlightenment from; unfortunately they
were quite miscellaneous. There were only three that Meng Hao truly had a
basic understanding of.
The Claw Attack, the Roc Transformation, and the Star Plucking Magic.
However, these were just types of magic, not Daos.
“There are millions upon millions of magics, but the Dao can only exist
in the heart. Where exactly is… the Dao of this Immortal Ancient Daoist
Rite Temple?” Meng Hao looked around until his gaze finally came to
rest on the dilapidated statue of the deity.
Finally, he stood and approached the deity. After sitting down
cross-legged, he looked up at the broken statue.
The deity statue was more than half destroyed. It had no head, and its
torso was half gone. It was only possible to tell that it was sitting
cross-legged, with its right hand extended to form an incantation gesture.
Meng Hao could make the same gesture, but when he did, he got no special
feeling at all from the statue.
Feeling a bit annoyed, he turned to the old man behind him and said,
“You’ve been following me around for half a month already. Is my head
that interesting to stare at?”
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Looking at the man, Meng Hao didn’t think he looked fierce or
frightening at all any more, just dull and lifeless. “You’re formed
from the shadow cast by the fire of that oil lamp. Don’t tell me
you’ve been watching me this half-month for no reason at all?”
“Immortal!” the old man suddenly said, his voice hoarse and scratchy.
Meng Hao’s eyes widened. This was the first time the old man had spoken
in the entire half month.
“What did you just say?”
“Immortal!” repeated the old man. “This statue is an Immortal!”
Meng Hao gaped.
“Do you wish to become Immortal?” the old man blurted. His eyes
glowed with a strange light as he stared at Meng Hao.
Meng Hao was now starting to once again feel that this old man was very
strange. His eyes narrowed slightly as he said, “I only have half a
step to take and I’ll be a true Immortal.”
“How could Immortal be split between true and false…? That’s an
incorrect path.” The old man shook his head, and from the look in his
eyes, he seemed to be recalling the past. Then he murmured: “An
incorrect path…. Has the legacy been cut off…? Too many years have
passed since that war….”
All of a sudden the old man started laughing crazily. “They’re all
dead! The land is shattered! The river of stars is cut off….” The man
continued to laugh, then started to pace back and forth in the temple,
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“Cut off! I can’t suppress the living, I can only suppress the
“Gone, everything’s gone….”
Meng Hao’s mind was spinning. He looked at the projected image of the
demented old man, and realized he seemed to be filled with an ancient
forlorn sadness. The weeping from the well grew more shrill, and more
blood dripped down from the swinging vine.
“Senior, which war are you talking about?” Meng Hao asked.
The old man laughed and wailed. The flame in the bronze oil lamp danced
wildly, and the projections all rose trembling to their feet and walked
around Meng Hao in circles, laughing and weeping.
Meng Hao was panting, and was on the verge of saying something when
suddenly a popping sound rang out as… the bronze lamp was extinguished.
Darkness reigned. Meng Hao looked around in shock before noticing that
far off in the distance, the sun was just beginning to rise.
Meng Hao was in a bit of a daze for the rest of the day. The old man’s
words, and all the other events of the previous night, left him feeling
that there was some incredible mystery pertaining to this Immortal
Ancient Daoist Rite Temple.
It was a secret that perhaps… related to all the lands of South Heaven!
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“Why did the enormous Daoist rite temple… disappear just now?
“All of those projections… where did they go to?
“Why is the temple hall in such a state of ruin?”
The day passed, and when night fell, the bronze lamp burned once again,
although the flame was dimmer than it had been at the beginning. The old
man appeared again. This time, he positioned himself next to the door of
the temple hall. He was no longer weeping or crying, but rather, stood
After a moment, the man suddenly looked over at Meng Hao. “Your father
is powerful. Even in the era in which I lived, he would be considered a
“He is also aware that his path is the incorrect one. However, he can
do nothing to change that. If he could, he would be even more powerful.
“You have a good foundation, even better than many of the cultivators
from my era. Do you… wish to become Immortal? I do not speak of any
sort of false or true Immortal. Just Immortal…. A full 100-meridian
“Only by opening all 100 meridians can one truly be considered
Immortal! Even in past ages, full 100-meridian Immortals were few and far
between. Only those who inherit great Daos might be able to reach that
state, and with great difficulty at that.”
Meng Hao’s heart trembled. According to his father, 80 meridians made
one Chosen, 90 meridians were rarely seen, and 100 meridians…
supposedly didn’t exist. Meng Hao nodded in response to the man, his
“Magic can not be spoken of lightly, and Daos cannot be passed down
recklessly. Now that this place has been unsealed, the whole Ninth
Mountain and Sea will be set astir….This bronze oil lamp was kindled in
ancient times, but what it illuminates is the present.
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“It has already burned for more than ten days, and will soon be
extinguished. Use your blood as the oil and ensure that it continues to
burn unceasingly for seven cycles of seven days, forty-nine days. Do not
allow anyone to set foot into the temple hall and touch it. Ensure that
only your aura is present in it from beginning to end.
“If you do these things… if the flame burns for seven cycles of seven
days, forty-nine days, then it will emit a strand of Immortal Ancient Dao
Qi. Fuse that into your body, and it will become an Immortal Ancient Dao
“If you have that Dao meridian, given the proper circumstances, you can
gain enlightenment of the Dao of Immortality!” The old man gave Meng
Hao a profound look, then turned and merged back into the deity statue.
As Meng Hao stood there silently, a glow of determination filled his
eyes. He looked down at the “Immortality” character carved into the
ground, and an ancient aura suddenly rose up from within his heart to
fill his whole body.
“False Immortal. True Immortal…. Immortal!” he murmured. The bronze
lamp abruptly became dimmer, and showed signs of being extinguished. Meng
Hao walked forward, cut a slice into his wrist and poured some of his
blood into the lamp. Crackling noises could be heard as the flame,
instead of being extinguished, actually burned brighter.
Meng Hao sat down cross-legged in front of the lamp, feeling an
unprecedented level of clarity in his mind.
A few more days passed. Suddenly, brilliant beams of light appeared in
the starry sky outside of Planet South Heaven. An enormous teleportation
portal could be seen which caused all of the stars to dim. A glow of
starlight spread out in all directions as several dozen figures appeared
in the middle of the teleportation portal.
The first three were the Chosen from the Fang Clan. Behind them were more
than ten additional Fang Clan members, as well as their accompanying Dao
Protectors from the clan.
Their appearance caused the starry sky to shudder. However, most of them
were not in the Immortal Realm, and thus could not stay out in the starry
sky for long periods of time, requiring others to protect and escort
them. Their cultivation bases were in between Dao Seeking and the
Immortal Realm, as were those of the three Chosen.
However, there were some clan members who were beyond the Spirit Realm,
and although they were not Chosen, their cultivation bases were Immortal.
Their appearance on the scene was completely shocking.
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“We’re here. This is Planet South Heaven!”
“It seems the Fang Clan is the first party to arrive on the scene.
Let’s go. It’s time to acquire some good fortune!” The group of a
dozen or so people, including the Dao Protectors, immediately shot toward
Planet South Heaven at top speed.
The three Chosen among the group kept their distance from each other.
Each one of them was a person who the other clan members looked up to
with reverence. The woman was Fang Xiangshan, and the other two included
the bald young man with stars in his eyes and the incredible fleshly
body, Fang Yunyi. The other was the one who bathed in the blood of wild
beasts, Fang Donghan! 1
These three were known as the Three Great Chosen of the Fang clan. They
had not yet reached the Immortal Realm because they were suppressing
their cultivation bases in the hopes of building a solid foundation and
breaking into true Immortality.
They were people who refused to become false Immortals!