Chapter 457 The Mad Taoist's Corpse
"These palm prints! So scary!"

Dugu Sheng widened his eyes. There were clear palm lines on the palm print. It was unknown how many years this palm print had been here. It was very likely that it had existed before the ancient times.

However, this palm seal has gone through several eras and billions of years, but it still contains incredible power and Taoist meaning.

The powerful person who cast this palm print has already reached the terrifying level of eternal Taoism in his methods.

Regardless of whether it is a magical power or a wonderful method, when a cultivator's realm reaches a certain level, even if only a sword beam is slashed out, this sword beam will be eternally imprinted in the void, immortal and indestructible.

“Daluo! Even Daluo Jinxian, or even a more terrifying existence than Daluo Jinxian!”

The moment he saw this palm print, Zhang Qian had a feeling that the being who cast this palm print was most likely a Daluo Jinxian, or even an existence beyond the Daluo Jinxian.

Only the Golden Immortal can transcend the long river of time and make his supernatural powers and Taoism exist forever.

This palm print, which has survived several eras and billions of years, proves this point.

Dugu Sheng still used the photo stone to capture this scene intact.

“My goodness, what level of cultivation did the person who cast this palm print have? The palm print is eternal and indestructible, and it still retains all its original power. Just standing here makes me feel like I can’t breathe and I’m going to die at any time!”

Dugu Sheng couldn't imagine the level of cultivation of the strong man who cast this palm print.

“To make one’s magical power and Dao principles exist forever, even the Ten Ancient Emperors can’t do it, right?”

Zhang Qian shook his head slightly, and took Dugu Sheng quietly away from the palm print. If they accidentally disturbed the power of the palm print, the two of them would be shattered into pieces in an instant by the vast power of the palm print.

"Hey, what is that? It looks like a word!"

At this moment, Zhang Qian turned his head and saw a strange Taoist text on a cliff several hundred feet high in front of him.

When the two approached the cliff, the entire smooth cliff appeared in front of them.

“This word!”

The cliff is probably not complete, the other half is broken, and on the small complete half there is a character with many strokes missing.

This word shocked Zhang Qian's heart, because this word was actually the Taoist text of the ancient times!

The real ancient Taoist text!
Although this Taoist character lacked many strokes, Zhang Qian still recognized it as the character "Kun"!

"Kun? There should be more words behind it, but the cliff was broken and the words behind it disappeared!"

Zhang Qian felt very sorry, this word was the ancient Taoist text, which meant that this White Jade Sacred Mountain was very likely related to the ancient world, or even that this sacred mountain came from the ancient world, which was not impossible.

"What is this word? It's so strange, it doesn't look like a Taoist text from any era, but I feel like there is a terrifying law of rules flowing in this word!"

Dugu Sheng looked carefully and saw many clues.

Zhang Qian's mind was working frantically at this moment, recalling everything related to the word "Kun" in the ancient world.

"Kun! Kunwu? No! Kunlun! Kunlun Mountain! Could it be that this sacred white jade mountain came from the ancient Kunlun Mountain? How is this possible!"

There were turbulent waves in his heart and shock in his eyes.

"Let's go to the top of the mountain. The two things the crazy Taoist mentioned should be there!"

After calming down, Zhang Qian called out to Dugu Sheng and climbed to the top of the mountain.

This sacred white jade mountain is several thousand feet high, and is one of the tallest mountains in the entire Zu Shenzhou.

The two of them turned around the cliff and walked towards the top of the mountain while looking for a path.

"Sword mark!"

After a while, the two saw a deep sword mark again. The sword mark was imprinted on the sacred mountain. The sword intent in the sword mark was also eternal and lasting forever.

After the sword marks were discovered, more and more traces appeared behind them, including fist marks, fingerprints, and even complex array patterns.

All these marks are eternal, as if telling that this sacred mountain had experienced an incredible battle, and this sacred mountain was part of the battlefield. "My God, Zhang Qian, look, is that a person?"

Dugu Sheng shivered suddenly. Zhang Qian turned his head and saw a figure sitting cross-legged in a depression in the front left.

It was quite far away, so the figure was unclear and blurry, but when the two of them walked closer, they could immediately see that it was indeed a figure.

The figure was wearing a grey Taoist robe, which had not decayed at all. No one knew what material the robe was made of.

When the two of them came to about ten feet away from the figure and saw the figure clearly, they instantly felt a chill down their spine!
"This this……"

Dugu Sheng stretched out his hand tremblingly, pointed at the figure, and opened his mouth wide.

Zhang Qian felt a chill in his heart, and a chill emerged from the soles of his feet, making him feel like he was falling into an ice cellar.

The face of the figure was obviously the crazy Taoist!

This figure looks exactly like the crazy Taoist!
Not bad at all!

"Old...old man!"

Dugu Sheng jumped up directly.

"It can't be wrong. It is indeed the Mad Taoist Priest. Is this his body? Since his body is here, who is the Mad Taoist Priest outside?"

Zhang Qian thought about the weirdness of the crazy Taoist priest and felt vaguely that there was some terrible conspiracy involved.

"This is crazy! What the hell is going on? Why are there two old men here?"

Dugu Sheng shuddered. Zhang Qian suppressed the horror in his heart, took a few steps forward and took a closer look. He found that the corpse was exactly the same as the crazy Taoist's, without any signs of decay.

The whole corpse looked lifelike, as if it was still in a trance. Even its face looked very rosy, as if it would wake up at any time.

However, there was a huge hole in the abdomen of the corpse, which looked like it was torn open directly by something and looked extremely scary.

This huge wound clearly showed that this was indeed a dead body and there was no life in it.

"Look at his skin! This is the top-notch conjoined Dharma pattern. This corpse is already faintly immortal!"

This corpse, which is exactly the same as the Mad Taoist priest, is very similar to the golden body of the Ancient Buddha Relics. Both are immortal golden bodies. However, the body-refining method practiced by the Ancient Buddha Relics and this corpse is different, and the supernatural powers displayed are also different.

"Zhang Qian, have we been tricked by the crazy Taoist priest? The crazy Taoist priest outside might be a fake, this one is the real one."

Dugu Sheng felt a chill in his heart.

"Not necessarily. Maybe this is fake. What can we have that is worthy of the mad Taoist's conspiracy? Our cultivation level is not high, and we don't have any treasures. Why would the mad Taoist plot against us? Don't think things are so dark."

"Bah! I know that old man is not a good person. This body is proof of that. No, I want to take this body away. When we get out, we will uncover the true face of that old man together!"

Dugu Sheng was indignant, but he was also bold enough to reach out and grab the corpse's neck.

"Hey!"

With a low shout, he directly picked up the corpse.

"Sure enough, he's dead. No reaction at all!"

Dugu Sheng directly put the corpse into his storage bag.

"My goodness, this is a good thing. I'll find a way to turn it into a golden puppet. Then I'll use it to fight the crazy Taoist priest. A fight between two crazy Taoist priests will definitely be a sight to behold!"

This corpse is already immortal, and it is no exaggeration to say that it is a divine object. According to the strength of this corpse, tearing the sect's treasure apart with bare hands is like a piece of cake.

"My dear, please release the restrictions. I am your kind, and I will not hurt you..."

At this moment, Zhang Qian and the other man heard a vague prayer, which came with the wind and was probably from the direction of the top of the mountain.

(End of this chapter)