I Shall Seal the Heavens - chapter-812

There were already more than ten Chosen who came to a stop when they saw
Meng Hao. They had come to the conclusion that someone might have come to
this place before them. But when they caught sight of Meng Hao, their
thought process was turned on end.

“He’s….”

“He looks young, but from the feeling he gives off, he seems have
existed from ancient times all the way until now! Who is he?!”

“Look at his robes! They’ve obviously passed through countless years
of time. Just look at them! He obviously didn’t just put on some random
tattered robes as a disguise. Those clothes rotted away while he was
wearing them!”

“Could it be… could it be that he’s the Dao Protector of this
Immortal Ancient Daoist Rite Temple!?”

“That archaic air about him is something you can’t fake. It’s
definitely real!”

It really was true that the feeling Meng Hao gave off was not that of a
cultivator belonging to their current age. By now, the elder members of
the various sects and clans from the Ninth Mountain and Sea were
arriving. When they saw Meng Hao sitting cross-legged in front of the
ancient temple they couldn’t help but gasp.

“This man’s ancient aura is exactly the same as that of the ancient
temple! Could it be… that he really is a Dao Protector?!”

“I once heard a story that in the Ninth Mountain and Sea, when those
four other Immortal Ancient Daoist Rite Temples were unsealed, there were
always strange aspects to them. In one, a person like a Dao Protector
appeared!”

“But he… looks too young! What if he got here before us and is just
trying to pull a fast one on us!?”

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Various comments could be heard. Some people were shaken and some were
suspicious. As for the Chosen, they were very intelligent people, adept
in the arts of scheming. After all, one could not rely on latent talent
alone to become an outstanding Chosen.

Although they had received a bit of a shock, they quickly began to look
closely at Meng Hao, and strange gleams could be seen in their eyes.

Meng Hao’s expression was the same as ever, but inwardly he was
shocked. When he heard their discussions, his heart began to thump with
eagerness, and then a bit of a bashful expression appeared deep in his
eyes. After a moment, though, it turned serious, and his dispassionate
gaze swept over the crowds.

His tattered robes rippled despite the lack of a breeze, and the ancient
aura grew stronger. As he intentionally caused the music of the great Dao
to grow stronger, Meng Hao slowly began to speak in a very
ancient-sounding voice.

“The Immortal Ancient has been unsealed and the great Dao has
descended. In this place of legacies, you must decide which path is the
correct one…. Cultivators of the junior generation, step forward….
I… have been waiting for you for quite some time….” He lifted his
right arm and then flicked his sleeve. However, the flicking of his
sleeve caused nothing to happen.

The crowds looked around cautiously, eyes flickering. Seeing that nothing
untoward was occurring, Taiyang Zi snorted.

“You’re an impostor!” he said, striding forward. “A deceitful
mischief-maker!” However, he only made it three steps before he
suddenly stopped in place and stared with unprecedented shock at
something up ahead of him.

When the crowds saw this happen, their eyes flickered. Fang Xiangshan
took a step forward, as did Fang Yunyi and Fang Donghan. After three
steps, all of them trembled and stopped in place, then began to pant as
they stared at something up ahead.

A strange gleam could be seen in the eyes of Zhao Yifan from the Sublime
Flow Sword Grotto. He, along with Wang Mu and Song Luodan from the Song
Clan, all stepped forward. They also stopped after only three steps.

Li Ling’er’s eyes flickered as she stepped forward, along with Ji
Yin, around whose body swirled Ji Clan Karma. They were followed by Fan
Dong’er from the Ninth Sea Godworld.

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Eventually, all of the Chosen stepped forward, as well as their Dao
Protectors. Only Zhixiang remained behind as she stared in shock at Meng
Hao sitting there cross-legged in front of the temple. She blinked a few
times in disbelief and then… almost laughed. 1

By now, just about everyone had stepped forward. As soon as they passed
into the three hundred meter area surrounding the temple, they
experienced the same shocking vision Meng Hao had seen when he first
visited this place.

It was a vision of a grand square made of green limestone. Countless
figures practiced cultivation, and on a tall altar, an old man was giving
a sermon about the Dao. His voice was impossible to hear clearly, but
when he waved his sleeve, a huge “Immortal” character appeared.

A river of stars flowed through the sky, and the moon and sun rose and
set. People plucked stars from the sky and stamped onto the ground to
extract spirits. A rumbling battleground could be seen, and people gained
Dao enlightenment. One man rose to his feet laughing, and his body grew
unimaginably large until only a toe was visible. The rest of his body…
couldn’t be seen.

Everyone was shaken by what they saw. They almost felt as if they had
been transported back into ancient times, and it left their minds
spinning. What they saw in the end was a figure sitting cross-legged in
front of them, a person that looked… like Meng Hao!

Before they could look closely, the vision faded away and everything
returned to normal. Everyone was breathing heavily. Even Taiyang Zi
trembled as he looked over at Meng Hao. Now he didn’t dare to speak in
the same way he had before.

Now, it seemed obvious to them that when Meng Hao had flicked his sleeve
earlier, it wasn’t that a divine ability hadn’t manifested. Instead,
it was a Daoist magic that was too profound for them to understand.

The people in the crowd exchanged glances. They didn’t want to believe,
but the shocking images they had just witnessed felt too real.

A random female disciple clasped hands and bowed deeply to Meng Hao.
“Senior… are you… the Dao Protector of this place?”

Having heard her question, everyone looked expectantly at Meng Hao. As
for Zhixiang, a strange expression appeared on her face.

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The Chosen were completely focused. They might have received a shock just
now, but their eyes glittered exactly as they had before. Zhao Yifan
looked closely at Meng Hao, and the glow of swords could be seen in his
eyes.

Fan Dong’er’s expression was tranquil, but a sharp gleam could be
seen in her eyes as she looked from Meng Hao to the temple behind him.

Ji Yin had an icy look. He said nothing as he stood there, and yet a
strange pressure radiated off of him, and Karma swirled around him the
same as ever.

The were all looking at Meng Hao. Meng Hao was now the center of
attention of all the Chosen of the sects and clans of the Ninth Mountain.
Many of the people who looked at him did so with narrowed eyes.

“I am not the Dao Protector of this Daoist rite temple,” said Meng
Hao, his voice quavering. “I am merely the groundskeeper.” A look of
reminiscence appeared on his face, something he had learned from the
crazy old man in the temple hall.

HIs words instantly caused many people to inhale sharply.

“The groundskeeper? I heard a story once that in many ancient places
like this, the most powerful people aren’t the Dao Protectors, but
rather, the unassuming groundskeepers!”

“I heard the same thing….” Even as people discussed the matter, an
arrogant looking young man stepped out, a dark expression on his face. He
wore splendidly decorated garments, and a crown. The power of the stars
seemed to swirl around him as he walked out from the crowd.

“That’s the Quasi-Dao Child from the Church of the Immortal
Emperor!”

“I heard that he once killed a false Immortal! Of course, he got
injured in the process, but that’s something an ordinary Spirit Realm
cultivator could never do!”

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More discussions buzzed as the young man walked in Meng Hao’s
direction. He was followed by dozens of disciples of the Church of the
Immortal Emperor, as well as several old men who had sealed their
cultivation bases. All of these people wore cold gazes and clearly
didn’t believe anything that Meng Hao said.

“I don’t care if you’re a Dao Protector, a groundskeeper, or even
if you’re just running a scam. Step aside! I’m going into that
temple!”

As they neared, Meng Hao’s face darkened. He raised his hand, and even
though there was no wind in the area, his clothes rippled. Shockingly,
the Black White Pearls appeared in his hand, transforming into an
ancient, archaic power that spread out in all directions.

Meng Hao then recalled how the old man on the boat had looked all those
years ago, and mimicked the same look. His eyes filled with an archaic
aura as he looked at the young man from the Church of the Immortal
Emperor.

“Stop right there!” he said coolly. The Black White Pearls emanated a
brilliant glow, and in the blink of an eye, Meng Hao seemed to radiate an
intense archaic will.

The Quasi-Dao Child from the Church of the Immortal Emperor stopped in
place, his face flickering. Then he stared dead on at Meng Hao.

The people who were following him, and in fact, everyone present, were
all staring at Meng Hao. Each and every one of them weren’t sure what
to make of Meng Hao, and didn’t want to rashly attempt to make a move
against him.

“The Immortal Ancient has been unsealed, but that does not mean just
anyone can enter and be enlightened regarding this Daoist rite temple.
Any who are capable of achieving their Dao may approach.”

The Quasi-Dao Child from the Church of the Immortal Emperor hesitated. As
he looked at Meng Hao he got the feeling that he was filled with some
mysterious energy, although it was difficult to be sure about the matter.
He looked back at the others in the crowd, and saw that they had similar
expressions.

Nobody said a word. Currently, they sky was growing dark, and the moon
had appeared. Suddenly a wind began to blow, and whimpering sounds could
be heard. Darkness began to stretch out across the land. It was at this
point that Fang Donghan chuckled coldly and stepped forward. His energy
surged, and intense power rose up from his cultivation base.

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“It doesn’t matter who you are. It’s time for you to give me some
feedback on my combat skills!” He sped up, and was just on the verge of
attacking Meng Hao, when Meng Hao muttered something to himself. The sky
was getting dark, and the whimpering of the wind had given him an idea.
He suddenly glared at Fang Donghan.

He rose up from his cross-legged position, instantly attracting the
attention of all the onlookers. Many of them were skeptical about the
whole situation, and didn’t quite believe he was telling the truth.

Even Fang Donghan’s eyes widened. Superficially, his actions seemed
impulsive, but he was actually a very cautious person.

As everyone looked on, Meng Hao suddenly threw his head back and laughed
uproariously.

“An incorrect path…. Has the legacy been cut off…? Too many years
have passed since that war….” He continued to laugh, and soon the
laughter was tinged with madness.

“They’re all dead! The land is shattered! The river of stars is cut
off….” Suddenly, he seemed to be weeping, and began to pace back and
forth.

“Cut off! I can’t suppress the living, I can only suppress the
ghosts….

“Gone, everything’s gone….”

His words seemed to provoke a reaction from his surroundings. The wind
became cold and strong, and the sound of a weeping woman could be heard
drifting about. The land trembled, and everyone’s faces flickered as
complete darkness fell. It was at this point that….

“Save me, I want to go home…. Paragon, save me. Save me,
Paragon….” Dismal voices rose up from the ground, and a shocking
coldness filled the air. Black hair roiled out from the well inside the
temple. The vines drooped down and began to swing back and forth. The
sounds of weeping and laughing filled the air.

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The only faint light that could be seen was from the bronze oil lamp’s
flickering flame.

When you added in Meng Hao’s voice, it all turned into a terrifying
scene that would make anyone’s hair stand on end. All of the Chosen who
had doubted Meng Hao before were now completely shocked. Fang Donghan’s
scalp went numb, and he immediately backed up. The Quasi-Dao Child from
the Church of the Immortal Emperor gasped, and staggered backward in
astonishment.

Meng Hao continued to weep and laugh in front of the temple, feeling very
pleased with himself.

1. By way of reminder, Meng Hao helped Zhixiang in the ancient Demon
Immortal Sect. She then said that the new Demon Immortal Sect would owe
him a favor