Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology

Heaven and Earth Xuanmen Alliance.

Donghua Heavenly Master delivered a speech regarding the southern unification and the Demon Secret Realm. After understanding its essence, everyone promptly executed the plan, causing the vast and intricate machine of the Alliance to spring into motion.

The Sun Jade Car transformed into a streak of golden light and raced toward the Great East Sea.

The East Sea stretched endlessly, an ocean spanning tens of thousands of miles.

No one had ever set foot beyond its shores, not even Song Lin twenty thousand years ago, who had never entertained the idea of conquering the ocean.

Why? The sea's expansive territory, fragmented by its environment, posed significant management challenges. Add to that the threats of tsunamis, earthquakes, and demons, and the difficulty was amplified enormously.

After all, humans are naturally ill-suited for water and can only rely on the land.

As far as the eye could see, the ocean stretched endlessly, its resources abundant.

Massive oceanic fish hundreds of feet long were everywhere. Sensing the presence of humans, they leapt forth to attack but failed to catch even a glimpse of the Sun Jade Car.

"One fish could feed a county for half a month. Tsk, tsk, the resources here are truly abundant," Wang Ziyue exclaimed.

"If turned into an industry, it could potentially sustain two megacities with a population of tens of millions."

Shi Yinhua's eyes also gleamed with excitement, itching to claim this place right then and there.

If the Taoist School could control it, who knows how beneficial it could be?

However, none of them forgot why they had come here.

Their immediate priority was reaching the Demon Secret Realm—before these fools dug up some treasure.

If they unearthed an Ancient Demon, it would truly spell disaster.

East Sea Extreme Cold Abyss.

The demons had gathered.

The Five Directions Old Demons from Yujue Country, the War Ape Demon Lord from Moyu Country, the Yellow God of the Demon Islands, the Sea Rakshasa from Black Extreme Palace, and the Demon Lords Teng Zhu and Lingying—all had arrived.

Six Harmonization-level demon lords, backed by a million strong Demon Clan army that darkened the skies.

This was a grand event for the Demon Clan, their collective power enough to annihilate the Human Clan multiple times over.

Yet their purpose today was treasure.

"What brings all of you esteemed guests here?" Lingying asked, his expression unkind.

A monkey with sharp features, golden fur, and jade-green eyes leapt out, smirking mischievously: "Heh heh, we all saw the commotion back then. Hogging everything for yourself isn't great manners, is it?"

"Indeed. Treasures belong to those worthy. Why should it be yours alone?"

The Five-colored Five Directions Five Elders spoke in unison.

"Haha, calm down, fellow Taoists—this seat has come to assist you."

The second-in-command of the Sea Rakshasas, who resembled a Yaksha, was one of the guardians of the East Sea Area. Upon hearing of the emergence of an exceptional treasure, he brought along the Yellow God, one of the Ten Tribes, to take a share.

The Yellow God was an elderly figure with sallow skin and dull yellow hair.

The Yellow God, also known as Yellow Demon or Yellow Dragon, wasn't strictly a demon, but his presence always heralded calamities and falling stars, thus earning him a bad reputation.

His essence was a muddy spring at the earth veins. Whenever the earth veins could no longer contain their turbid qi, it would erupt as a spring—a yellow, muddy geyser resembling the rumbling of the Earth Dragon.

"Hmph. This is the ancestral tomb of the Shipeng Turtle. You all should leave; otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."

"How dare you? Is this how one talks to an Upper Clan Demon Lord?"

Before the Sea Rakshasa could speak, the Yellow God roared furiously.

"Calm down. This old one will one day be part of the Upper Clan too. Leave now, unless you wish to disgrace yourselves!"

Teng Zhu retorted with sarcasm, refusing to yield.

As another Harmonization-level player, why should he fear them?

Especially since this was a matter of vital interest.

On that day, he had explored the depths with Lingying, discovering an extraordinary ruin that seemed to be the palace of an Ancient Demon Clan leader—a figure likely of significant stature.

Yet, no treasures were found at the time. According to Lingying, this was an ancestral Secret Realm, which could not be opened prematurely until the designated time.

So, they had waited patiently for the moment of its activation—only for these opportunistic scavengers with noses sharper than dogs to arrive first.

How could this outrage not fuel their fury?

The various Taoist Soldiers stood ready with swords drawn; their cultivations were evenly matched for the most part. Though the Sea Rakshasa's second-in-command might possess slightly superior cultivation, he still paled in comparison to his elder sibling.

A million demons waited silently for the signal from their leaders. At their command, they could surge forward in a flood of destruction, obliterating heaven and earth, plunging the world into darkness.

Night deepened, and the bright full moon hung high.

Bathed in moonlight, a stunning array of palaces emerged from the black depths of the sea. Spanning ten miles, they dazzled with lifelike statues and a radiant glow—a sign that something extraordinary was about to emerge.

With the passage of time, the treasure's allure intensified, converging into a massive gold gate emitting the source of its brilliance.

"Attack!!"

The Five Directions Old Demons took the lead, merging into a five-colored disc that descended like a spinning blade, slicing down on all challengers.

Wherever it passed, blocking demons were reduced to ashes.

"Impudent!!"

Lingying reacted swiftly, unveiling the dharma image of a turtle shell over his head.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Countless waves of five-colored light struck the turtle shell.

Meanwhile, the War Ape swung an enormous staff, smashing the shell relentlessly with brute force.

The Sea Rakshasa summoned torrents of seawater, weighing down the resilient turtle shell.

Several masters unleashed their power in unison.

Crack! Crack!

The turtle shell emitted sounds of fracturing, splintering into spiderweb-like cracks.

Lingying gritted his teeth, maintaining the array's operation while chanting rapidly. Whatever lay within the golden gate seemed ready to emerge.

"Teng Zhu, fellow Taoist, hurry and hold them back—the treasure is within reach!"

Teng Zhu acted swiftly, leading his demonic forces to charge forward.

Chaos erupted between the factions, while Lingying remained focused, chanting firmly as if detached from the world.

As the treasure seemed closer to unveiling, Lingying grew increasingly convinced that an ancestral body—and more crucially, vitality—lay within. Waking it might turn the tide in their favor.

Lingying had staked everything on this gamble.

The same went for Teng Zhu.

If he hadn't been certain of an ancestral presence within, neither would have risked battling so many powerful foes alone.

The first object to emerge from the golden gate was an enormous jet-black stone.

Its sheen resembled extraterrestrial black iron, emitting a spine-chilling gleam.

"That's it! That's it!"

Lingying was ecstatic, blood trickling from his brow as he forced out an essence-blood drop to awaken the ancestor.

But as soon as the essence-blood touched it...

Boom!

The stone exploded into countless cracks, releasing a deluge of mana that blasted apart the golden gate along with it.

The treasures inside transformed into hundreds of shooting stars scattering in every direction. The explosive shockwave annihilated the Turtle Shell Formation.

The Magic Treasures and fragments of the stone flew far and wide.

In that instant, every demon went insane.

An unruly mob to begin with, they couldn't hold back upon witnessing treasures scatter everywhere.

In pandemonium, they attacked indiscriminately—anyone attempting to claim a treasure was met with slaughter.

Amidst the chaos, the focal point of the Harmonization masters remained on the shattered black stone.

Boom! Bam!

A myriad of spells detonated like fireworks.

Thousand-feet dharma forms rose and fell.

The stone was kicked around like a ball.

Suddenly, a golden light dashed in, stabilizing and catching the meteorite.

The demons froze, astonished.

A human had appeared.

Momentarily, they forgot their fight.

Song Lin examined the crowd and chuckled, "This humble Taoist has come to mediate. Will you grant me this favor?"

Who are you?