Floods, droughts, great famine, and war.

"They are merely evil gods imagined by Yuqing's heretics. If Haotian Shangdi himself were to descend as a deity, that would bring about a tremendous change in the world. But an ancient ghost and god derived from Haotian Shangdi is just an incomplete product shaped during the primitive Taoist period, yet it dares to compare itself to the Heavenly Emperor?"

"Do you think you can influence the current human realm? The cycle of the four seasons, the changes in the weather, the migration of living beings—none of these have anything to do with you. Ancient ghosts and gods should stop thinking about causing chaos in this era."

"Even if this era lacks Nu Qing and the Heavenly Laws are lost, there are still new rules in operation. They don't apply to you simply because you didn't catch up when the new rules were established. Now that they are being supplemented, they will apply."

Ji Xiang put his palms together.

Boundless is the Sea of Bitterness!

The world of the Sea of Bitterness unfolded, covering the sky and the earth. Because the Gaotian Wangzhang Ghost's existence was too special, it had already transformed into a separate world, making it difficult to drag into the Sea of Bitterness. Even so, the surging waves of the Sea of Bitterness still completely sealed off this area.

As many sentient beings, gods, immortals, humans, and ghosts as there are in the world, there are as many sufferings. The Sea of Bitterness is boundless, and turning back may not lead to shore!

One hundred thousand demons who have lost the Way emerged, glaring at the Gaotian Wangzhang Ghost. Blood mist filled the air, and the flying ghosts in the sky had been almost completely annihilated by the ancient heavenly demons and the heavenly soldiers, now entangled with those heavenly ghosts.

Meanwhile, the four Heavenly Calamity Ancient Curses began to take effect on Ji Xiang.

Blood and vitality began to gush out like torrents.

His flesh and consciousness began to wither like a drought.

Human desires were aroused, hoping to devour everything in the world and burst their own bodies, transforming into hungry ghosts, a great famine.

Finally, as long as one was under this ghost sky, whether human or immortal, their essence and soul would continuously dissipate, constantly being absorbed by the surrounding heavenly ghosts. This was war, gradually destroying people's bodies and spirits.

However, although the four types of curses affected Ji Xiang's physical body, under the gaze of the Gaotian Wangzhang Ghost, the flesh that had decayed in the previous moment was restored to fullness in the next. Moreover, the surrounding heaven and earth energy, including the ghost sky energy, did not devour this demonic cultivator but was gradually transformed by him.

"The Heavenly Human Unification Method!"

The Heavenly Human Unification Method left behind by Emperor Wu of Han, with hundreds of immortal souls constantly residing in his body, operating all the surrounding aura for his own use, Ji Xiang stubbornly withstood the negative power of the four curses and charged towards the sky. That aura surged, transforming ghost energy, then demonic energy, causing a look of horror to gradually appear in the eyes of the Gaotian Wangzhang Ghost.

Ghosts lack the seven emotions and six desires, but those who used to be in charge of fear naturally know best what fear feels like. They just never imagined that it would be projected onto themselves by a "person."

But this was not the end.

The surrounding heavenly ghosts were trying to gather towards Ji Xiang. They wanted to complete the sacrifice and eat those people, but the heavenly soldiers and heavenly demons were really annoying. Urged by the Gaotian Wangzhang Ghost, they tried hard to interfere with Ji Xiang.

The heavenly ghosts devoured the surrounding ghost energy in large gulps. They came up with a way, which was to collect the ghost energy and deprive Ji Xiang of a part of his power source. Without the power to transform, and with even basic vitality absent in this world, then this demon would inevitably fail and once again become a sacrifice in the ritual.

But just then.

A celestial melody of thunder suddenly resounded through the void. The surrounding heavenly ghosts let out terrified howls. Donghua Fairy now had a bamboo slip in her hands. She seemed to have completed some kind of spell with her own immortal blood and immediately cast it.

She had no means to restrain the Gaotian Wangzhang Ghost, but knowing the methods to restrain those heavenly ghosts, she would no longer have her essence taken away by those heavenly ghosts.

As for Ji Xiang's Tai Xuan Thunder Sound, Donghua Fairy had already heard it several times.

The Emperor's Seven Transformations, changing scenery in nine forms.

Not only can it change forms and spirits, but it can also change the "form" of spells and supernatural powers!

"Although the intention may not be perfect, the form is similar. Although the Tai Xuan Thunder Sound is a formless technique, it originates from the heart. Therefore, if I remember the sound of thunder in my heart, I can naturally transform a similar 'sound form' based on my memory."

"I have a melody."

Donghua Fairy placed her hand on the bamboo slip, and at this moment, the bamboo slip turned into a zither.

Spiritual sounds echoed, heavenly music filled the sky.

Celestial music suddenly arose, and the heavenly ghosts trembled in fear.

"Thunder resounds from all directions, the Qian Ying Heavenly Sound!"

Qian Ying was said to be a deity in charge of thunder and creation in the heavens during the Han and Wei-Jin dynasties!

Thunder resounds from all directions, legend says that the heavenly drum that strikes thunder has eight sides, and these eight thunder sounds correspond to the eight directions of the world.

The heavenly ghosts were terrified by the thunder sound and began to howl and flee. Ghost energy scattered and was seized by Ji Xiang. In one fell swoop, a monstrous demonic energy permeated the sky, piercing through the firmament. The voice of the Gaotian Wangzhang Ghost gradually subsided, as if it had been struck down from the sky, its mind in a daze.

But Ji Xiang did not relax in the slightest.

The Qing Qiang sacrifice had not yet ended.

Killing the Gaotian Wangzhang Ghost was probably impossible. This thing itself was born from imagination. To completely obliterate it, he had to rely on Nu Qing's Heavenly Laws.

But as long as he could interrupt the Qing Qiang sacrifice, the Gaotian Wangzhang Ghost should disappear.

"Donghua, send all those monsters and grass-root deities out of here."

Donghua Fairy frowned. Ji Xiang explained, "The Gaotian Wangzhang Ghost is difficult to kill. Only by letting all the living beings here leave will the Qing Qiang sacrifice lose its offerings. I will take advantage of this period of his weakness to find the Qing Qiang Stele and close this sacrifice."

"Also, I will store a wisp of aspiration with you. If I encounter a Heavenly Heart expert and cannot escape, you can use the Spirit Radiance Dream Transmission technique to pull me into a dream and escape with the help of that aspiration."

Ji Xiang prepared a way out. Donghua Fairy did not say much. She cast a spell, whisked everyone away, and rode away on a celestial cloud. The Gaotian Wangzhang Ghost and the heavenly ghosts fled and hid, and the world suddenly became stable.

But with only the outlines of everything left, it was difficult to determine in which direction the Qing Qiang Stele was. He only knew that it was in Mount Wawu.

But it was easy to handle.

Now that there were no traces of humanity here, he could unleash earth-shattering supernatural powers.

"Looking-at-Heaven Roar!" (Wang Tian Hou)

A huge beast's head appeared, touching the sky above and pressing down on the earth below, taking a bite forward.

It swallowed hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers!

All the outline of mountains and rivers in front were destroyed. After the nothingness, a large mountain surrounded by purple clouds suddenly appeared. The mountain was extremely high and wide, definitely not a mountain that could exist in the human world. Demonic energy swirled, with no trace of ghostly power.

"Demonic energy?"

Demons were truly something that had not been brought to the surface for a long time, but the Taoist ancestral court had been transformed into a demon mountain, and the last demon immortal in the human world seemed to be sealed in the mountain, unable to leave.

And the "stele" that the court's monsters saw was in front of Mount Wawu.

And this stele was indeed not a ghost-faced stele.

"This inscription is..."

The inscription was ancient. Many of the characters had been weathered and eroded by the ghostly aura of time. Ji Xiang could only recognize the first thirteen characters on it. These thirteen characters seemed to be blessed with immortal power, and the stone inscription was indestructible by water or fire.

"Zhang Ling of Pei State obtained the Taiqing Xuanyuan Technique here!"