Suppressing Evil Dao Palace!

Before the ground was opened, there was not the slightest perception.

It was only when Little Girl struck out that an ancient aura rushed forth.

Just happened…

Su He now didn’t believe in coincidences. Anything that just happened was either prearranged or had another cause.

Su Huanian’s brows furrowed slightly: “The Dao Palace was not originally here; it was drawn over by Little Girl’s power.”

She had refined the Cave Mansion for a longer time and was more sensitive to its presence.

“Is it because of the Basalt on the Suppressing Evil Dao Palace?” Su He felt this was the only factor that could be related. Although Little Girl had not yet condensed her spirit snake, Dragon Turtle and Basalt were, after all, connected.

He had also fought here before without drawing out the Suppressing Evil Dao Palace. Was it because the strange land interfered?

Now the aura of the strange land had been compressed by a large margin.

“Basalt?” Su Huanian asked in confusion.

“On the lintel of the Dao Palace, a pattern similar to me,” Su He replied.

After a moment of silence, Su Huanian shook her head: “I can’t see it. I can only see an ancient stone gate, a stele.”

Su He: “…”

“Little Girl!” Su He called out and turned his head.

He saw Little Girl breathe on her little fist, “Tsk!” With a tender shout, she punched the other side, and the ground cracked open a large pit, with tree roots breaking layer by layer.

“Eh? No palace anymore!”

She looked puzzled before turning her head to Su He: “Did… Dragon Dad call for me?”

This Little Girl was somewhat violent. After refining the Cave Mansion, he had to think of ways to improve its quality. If not impregnable, at least the Cave Mansion should have the ability to self-repair.

“Come over and see if you can see the pattern on the Dao Palace.”

“Coming!” Little Girl responded, hopped over, tilted her head and looked for a long time, then shook her head. She didn’t see any pattern where Dragon Dad had indicated.

Just a bare stone gate.

“Check with your turtle body,” Su He said solemnly.

Little Girl lay down, revealing her turtle body, looked a few times, and shook her head again. Still nothing.

It seemed he had guessed wrong; it wasn’t Basalt attracting. Could it be that as long as the strange land no longer affected it, any Dao power would draw out the Suppressing Evil Dao Palace?

Feng Yiju had also seen the Suppressing Evil Dao Palace. He couldn’t possibly have the aura of Basalt.

After pondering for a moment.

“First refine the Cave Mansion, then explore the Dao Palace.” By refining the Cave Mansion and having its power to suppress, whatever he encountered in the Suppressing Evil Dao Palace, he would have some confidence.

In the Mountain Sea Mystic Realm, Su He’s consciousness let out a long chant towards the Orient Loong God, telling him that he had found the Suppressing Evil Dao Palace. Then he immersed himself in refining the Cave Mansion.

His domain expanded, and the rain poured down, each drop carrying Su He’s Dao rhythm and will, soaking the three hundred li of Changyue Mansion.

Under the curtain of rain, an illusory courtyard appeared on the east side of Changyue Mansion. Inside, the lady of the house paced back and forth, screaming at the rain.

The courtyard doors and windows clattered.

The strange land could no longer merge into Changyue Mansion and was forced out. But no matter how Su He’s rain fell, the strange land was not refined in the slightest.

The strange land was not a real thing; it was a collection of twisted rules. Either compress and refine it with rules or use its own rules to break it logically.

Unable to refine it for the time being, he could only expel it. But once expelled from Changyue Mansion, it was unknown where the strange land would drift. If ordinary people and cultivators entered, they would end up like the previous hunter, dead without knowing how.

Just as Su He was at a loss, a bolt of lightning struck the illusion of the strange land. The roaring lady and the frightened servants suddenly froze, and the entire strange land shrank smaller and smaller, turning into a chessboard-sized stone sculpture courtyard in the blink of an eye.

Su He opened his eyes to see Orient Loong God lying in mid-air, with Little Turtle swinging on a dragon whisker, crying out.

Little Girl was too small; even the dragon whisker could only be bitten at the thinnest tip.

“Snow toad, snow toad…” Little Dragon Turtle kept muttering, and Orient Loong God looked at him with doting eyes: “Good boy, eat something else. You’re still young; too much snow toad isn’t good. Grandpa will fish for shrimp for you!”

A jade fishing rod spun on its own, the hook was cast out, dragging a long fishing line into the void, unknown where it went.

Su Huanian stood beside Su He on a Fairy Sword, watching the spoiled Little Turtle with a smile at the corner of her eyes.

“He’ll be spoiled…” Su He murmured.

Orient Loong God glanced over with a sidelong look: “Have you ever seen a spoiled Dragon Turtle? If a Dragon Turtle is spoiled, it’s mostly because the father is no good. Just beat up his father, and it’ll be fine.”

Su He: “…”

“Uncle Lei, have you finished your business?”

Orient Loong God withdrew his gaze, doting on Little Girl as he casually replied to Su He: “I haven’t left yet. I heard your message about the Suppressing Evil Dao Palace and came to have a look.”

He glanced at the stone sculpture of the strange land on the ground: “You won’t refine anything from the strange land at this moment. Manage your territory well in Qianjiang. When you have a good grasp of the laws of the Mystic Realm and condense the laws of your inner world, then you can try to refine the strange land. The laws of the strange land are twisted; too much contact in the early stage is detrimental to yourself.”

Su He nodded: “Thank you, Uncle Lei!”

Having an elder in the family is like having a treasure, and he had seven such treasures at home!

“I’ve looked at the Suppressing Evil Dao Palace, and it is indeed peculiar. Even I can’t push open the door; I can only try to force my way in. The Basalt you mentioned, I have not seen either. However, observing with the heart’s eye, there are four Talismans on the stone gate, not from this era, worth studying.”

He looked at Su He: “While I’m here, you can try to push open the door. Perhaps it will be different?”

The four Talismans were invisible to ordinary people, but to Su He, they were patterns, marking a specific person who matched the identity.

Orient Loong God wondered: What was different about Su He compared to ordinary Dragon Turtles?

Was he darker?

Su He licked his lips, parted the rain, and stood in front of the Dao Palace gate. With a nudge of his dragon head, the gate creaked open without any difficulty.

He looked back to see Orient Loong God with an expression that seemed to say, “As expected.” He waved his claw to indicate that Su He could enter.

Watching Su He’s cautious turtle body, with the spirit snake tense and ready to strike at any moment, crawl into the Suppressing Evil Dao Palace, Orient Loong God’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Su He’s turtle and snake form was indeed different from theirs.

Basalt?

Was it a name given by Su He? Or was it already in existence, and he was unaware?

Su He crawled through the gate, and a tunnel lay before him, with the door slamming shut behind him. In an instant, the tunnel was pitch black, with only the mural on the ceiling shining with light.

The mural was dotted with stars, a star chart.

Upon closer inspection, there were over seven hundred stars, representing the Western Seven Mansions.

This world was very peculiar. The tale of the Four Sacred Beasts was somehow lost, but the study of the stars still formed the four directions. They just didn’t mention the Four Sacred Beasts, only the Northern Seven Mansions, Southern Seven Mansions, and so on.

The names of the Seven Mansions were also different from what Su He remembered.

Since embarking on the path of the Dragon Turtle, his memories from his previous life were intact, even papers and knowledge he had glanced at were all recalled.

He had not formally studied the stars of the four directions, but he had dabbled in them, and now Su He remembered them clearly.

The Western Seven Mansions, fifty-four star officials, over seven hundred stars, represented the White Tiger!

Was the Suppressing Evil Dao Palace the work of the White Tiger?

Su He crawled carefully, the narrow tunnel was not easy to navigate, and the more he crawled, the more it felt like a tomb passage. Murals emerged on both sides, but they only depicted clouds and mist, revealing nothing. It was unclear what they meant to express.

The tunnel was not long, only three or four miles, and he emerged in a moment. Bursting out of the tunnel, the sight brightened—it was indeed a tomb chamber!

A coffin shaped like a water well was placed in the center.

To the east, south, west, and north, a passage connected to each direction of the tomb chamber, with Su He entering from the western passage.

The starry sky on the tomb ceiling shone brightly, with the twenty-eight constellations occupying the four fields, corresponding to the stars in the four passages.

As soon as Su He entered the tomb chamber, the entire chamber trembled with a hum. Then, from the eastern passage, a cautious Orient Loong God swam in, looking up at the stars above with a puzzled face.

Su He did not recognize this Orient Loong God, who he had not seen at the Dragon God Festival.

“I am Su He, may I ask how the Daoist friend is called?” Su He inquired, but the Orient Loong God seemed not to hear and did not respond, just staring blankly at the starry sky above.

Su He asked again, but the Orient Loong God still did not react.

Su He flicked a water ball over, and it passed through the Orient Loong God without touching.

The Orient Loong God was not truly present, just a past event that had left an illusion here.

The Orient Loong God circled, observing the stars above for who knows how long, before slowly lowering its head, with stars flickering in its eyes, as if comprehending. After a long while, its eyes gently closed, then reopened, but this time it looked towards the central crystal coffin, pondered for a moment, and approached the crystal coffin, only to be blocked by a barrier in the center of the tomb chamber, unable to penetrate no matter what.

After several attempts and failing, it reluctantly returned the way it came, looking back three steps at a time, extremely reluctant.

As it left, it stared at the murals on the sides of the tomb passage, as if the Orient Loong God saw more than just clouds and mist.

Su He took a deep breath and also walked towards the crystal coffin, but at that moment, a blaze of fire shone from the southern passage, and a Rosefinch with a relieved expression on its face emerged, flapping its wings.

Upon emerging, it looked left and right, its gaze falling on the White Tiger passage that Su He had walked through, and a glint flashed in its eyes: “Indeed, it is the White Tiger!”

She murmured to herself: “Orient Loong God, White Tiger, Rosefinch, Basalt… Suppressing Evil Dao Palace… the star charts of the four directions, what exactly are they suppressing?”

“Yuanzun clan?” After she asked, another tone immediately replied from her mouth.

Then she resumed her original tone: “Yuanzun also worthy?!”

A phoenix with two tones, a Rosefinch with a split personality!

The Rosefinch’s eyes narrowed slightly, and as Su He’s water ball flicked over, it passed through her body, just like a remnant image left behind.

She looked around, paused for a moment when she saw the eastern passage, probably looking at the illusion left by the Orient Loong God just now.

After a moment, the Rosefinch’s feathers trembled: “The Dragon Clan has been to the Suppressing Evil Dao Palace, and it wasn’t Ji Feixue? Who is this Orient Loong God?” The other tone did not reply.

The Rosefinch then looked towards the northern passage. There was no illusion left in the north, and she spat out a flame with an excited tone: “Bai Ling has never been here! That mother turtle has never been here!”

Her voice was surprised, proud, and after the pride, there was a hint of sigh.

Fei Chaofei?

Su He almost subconsciously confirmed it.

Then he saw the Rosefinch flap its wings and fly towards the center of the tomb chamber, but it was still blocked by the barrier.

“Not becoming a Rosefinch, not allowed to enter?” Fei Chaofei murmured to herself: “Then it’s too early, we are still far from being a Rosefinch.”

She muttered, flapping her wings back to her own passage.

Orient Loong God, Fei Chaofei, seemed to rush in hurriedly and leave just as quickly. What terrifying thing in the other passages of the Suppressing Evil Dao Palace was urging them?

Su He’s water waves churned beneath him, also heading towards the center of the tomb chamber. A barrier blocked him, preventing entry.

Looking through the barrier at the crystal coffin, Su He suddenly held his breath, forgetting to breathe.

Staring at the coffin.

The crystal coffin was not closed, and inside lay a body quietly.

A man in his twenties with black eyes and black hair.

The body… was Su He himself!

His previous life!

He could not be mistaken; that was definitely his previous life.

His heart suddenly trembled as if someone had fiercely squeezed it.

This feeling of blood connection—no, not blood connection, but a closer relationship, like a part of the body, an extended hand, a stretched leg, although he could not feel its existence, it was himself!

Su He felt a suffocation in his chest, and the star chart above seemed to spin without any pattern.

The world spun!

Previous life, the body…

Suppressing Evil Dao Palace, suppressing my previous life’s body?!

Su He’s mind rapidly recalled everything about his transmigration.

He had no memory of the transmigration process; he had fallen asleep, and when he woke up, he was in a turtle egg, then nurtured step by step, struggled to hatch, and grew.

He had always thought he was reincarnated, just without the confusion of a fetus.

Why was there a body from his previous life here? And it was being suppressed; what heinous, outrageous act had he committed without knowing?

Su He exhaled a big breath, breathing heavily.

His mind was in turmoil, and the turtle’s head looked around in confusion, not knowing where to focus. His four legs crawled uncontrollably back and forth, his mind a mess.

Just as he was at a loss, the barrier in front of him dissipated with a pop, and the body in the coffin visibly decayed, turned to ash…

Su He was stunned, hurriedly crawled forward, but only saw the body completely turn to ash, and a green light shot from the ashes into Su He’s forehead.

A mature and elegant female voice sounded in his mind: “I borrow your body to suppress the evil. Condense your true spirit, assist your reincarnation, now that you have returned, the body shall be released.”

The voice was gentle with a hint of mature coolness, not any voice Su He had heard before. The tone and pronunciation were different from the present, filled with a desolate and ancient charm, but as it rang in his mind, Su He naturally understood the meaning.

Su He was astonished.

He remained stunned for a long while, still at a loss.Using his corpse to suppress demons and evil spirits… Wasn’t he the one being suppressed? His body still had this effect?

He looked around. The tomb chamber had existed for who knows how many years, and his corpse from his previous life had lain here for who knows how long. So, in fact, his transmigration wasn’t to four or five years ago, but even earlier?

Or perhaps it was just a corpse that was borrowed to suppress demons and evil spirits, and then someone condensed a true spirit to assist him in reincarnation.

But the process of reincarnation took a very long time, until he was finally born four or five years ago?

Su He couldn’t sort out his thoughts for a moment.

Moreover, if there were demons and evil spirits suppressed here, where were they?

Recalling how Orient Loong God and the others had come and gone in a hurry, clearly knowing some information he was unaware of, Su He returned to the tomb passage and looked at the murals on both sides again.

Still a haze of smoke, nothing to be seen.

Su He stepped out and turned into the northern passage of Basalt.

Above him, the seven stars of the northern constellation twinkled, and a desolate roar sounded…

I’ve miscalculated the time, haven’t gone back yet, typing on my phone… If there are typos or errors, please point them out, I’ll correct them when I get back tonight.