Patrol Captain

A major change has occurred deep within Zushan Mountain!

At dusk on the third day, a tremendous change occurred at Zushan. A burst of light shot up from behind Zushan, revealing the ruins of a celestial palace!
As dusk fell, the earth trembled violently, and rosy clouds shot into the sky, illuminating the world from a misty place.

Hundreds of miles away in Chengdu, countless people looked up in astonishment, their pupils dilated.

As the roar resounded through the heavens and earth, amidst the myriad rays of light, magnificent palaces and pavilions slowly emerged from the void. It was a place that resembled a celestial palace, with the palaces and pavilions seemingly pieced together from shattered starlight. The glazed tiles refracted countless halos of light, weaving a dreamlike waterfall of light in the sky, intense and dazzling.

What is most awe-inspiring is that these magnificent palaces are situated atop the canopy of a giant tree.

It is difficult to describe the magnificence of this giant tree. It is like a pillar of heaven, surpassing the limits of human imagination. No amount of luck or spiritual root in the world can compare with it.

Beneath this colossal tree connecting heaven and earth lies a sea of ​​silver lightning, like an endless galaxy cascading down to form a vast ocean, a truly magnificent sight.

But amidst this breathtaking scene, an ancient and desolate aura washes over you.

The magnificent palaces there were dilapidated, filled with ruins, like the remains of a giant. Sparse stone pillars stood stubbornly, seemingly possessing divine power, shimmering with immortal light. A thin layer of mist permeated the area, with dazzling rays of light floating within, and the phantoms of the true spirits of heaven and earth appearing in the midst of it.

The colossal tree, completely bare, seemed to have been dead for a long time. Ancient steps spiraled between its trunks, as if leading to the heavens, but many of them were broken.

Before everyone could process this shocking sight, cries of surprise suddenly erupted in Chengdu.

"Someone is going up!"

Someone saw a figure walking on the ancient, towering stone steps, heading straight for the celestial ruins.

But it is ultimately a projection. Even if someone with great supernatural powers strains their eyes, they can only see the silhouette, not the face.

"The Jade Palace has been born!" someone shouted.

At that moment, the entire city of Chengdu erupted in riots.

Countless streaks of light shot into the sky from within the city, ignoring the city's airspace ban. The shrill sound of the air boiled over the entire city of Chengdu, tearing through the twilight and heading straight for the west and south of the city.

Faced with the swarming of countless streams of light, the Sacred Tree Array at the gate of Jin Guan City automatically released its restrictions, offering no resistance and allowing the streams of light to rush out.

After more than half a month of commotion, Chengdu, like a volcano, finally erupted at this moment, with streams of blazing light shooting out, pointing straight at the ancestral mountain, which was equally spectacular!

Outside the ravaged ancestral mountain, demonic energy surged, with demonic figures roaring towards the sky above the mountain. Then, their demonic eyes turned to the torn sky over Chengdu, burning fiercely and eerily.

Not long after, outside the ancestral mountain, the wind and snow roared, and a figure arrived first. He had white hair and a youthful face, his sleeves fluttered, and he held a whisk in his hand. He stood in the void, and his whole person seemed to be otherworldly.

The old man raised his hand to his chest, looked at the billowing demonic energy in the distance, and leisurely uttered a shout.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

Suddenly, his cloudy eyes blazed with intense light, and he swung the floating object forward with his other hand.

In an instant, the white silk of the whisk suddenly shot out, emitting a bright white light, like a surging river stretching across the void, gushing out and directly breaking through the black demonic sea.

A powerful aura of dragon and tiger swept in like a vast ocean, its black and white colors clearly distinct.

The next second, this white-haired powerhouse stepped on the white waves and rushed directly into the demonic energy at an extremely fast speed.

"Want to come in? We won't let you in!" A powerful demon spoke sinisterly from within the demonic energy. As soon as he finished speaking, several terrifying demonic forces slammed towards the white-haired old man from both sides.

Two enormous hands, covered in menacing scales and accompanied by a streak of purple light, hurtled toward the white-haired old man.

The "white river" formed by the white silk of the whisk seemed to be able to protect its master on its own, stirring up "waves," with each strand of white silk shooting towards the three beams of demonic light with a sharp, explosive sound.

Several earth-shattering explosions rang out, and several towering demonic hands were stopped, but the purple light sliced ​​through the white threads, revealing a purple long-horned demonic blade, which was about to sever the white river.

At this moment, the white-haired old man pushed his hands towards the void in front of him, and a huge crane materialized, forming a magnificent sky. The crane's beak, like a divine weapon, directly blocked the purple demonic blade.

"when!"

The surrounding void shattered, and the crane transformed to block the demonic blade, its body crumbling inch by inch.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the white-haired old man released a divine light and suddenly accelerated forward.

"Where to go!"

Ahead, another demonic shout rang out, and a beam of azure-gold demonic light shot out from the front, catching the white-haired old man off guard.

The demons have received reinforcements again!

The old man's expression changed slightly, and he quickly drew a Bagua (eight trigrams) in the air in front of him. With a "boom," the demonic light crashed into the Bagua, causing it to shake. The white-haired old man's body suddenly trembled, and he almost fell down.

Just then, a long howl rang out.
"Fellow Daoist Tianxuan of Longhu Mountain, I'm here to lend you a hand!"

A figure sped towards them from afar, moving at an extreme speed, faster than wind and thunder.

This was a tall and imposing old man, his whole body radiating golden light, like a raging flame, as he streaked across the sky, his long hair dancing wildly, exuding a fierce aura.

This person extended a large golden hand, as if it were made of pure gold, tearing through the sea of ​​demons and forcefully slapping away the azure-gold demonic light. The way he attacked was incredibly fierce. Then, he stopped abruptly, put his hands behind his back, and looked down at the several pairs of demonic eyes in the demonic clouds that were larger than small houses, and let out a cold snort.

“We old folks are not dead yet, it’s not your place to bully and oppress on my human territory.”

"You guys really think you can stop us, and the other old monsters who are on their way?"

As the old man spoke, powerful streaks of light tore through the void in the wind and snow behind him, followed by countless tiny streaks of light, like comets trailing long, fiery tails.

"Who do we have here? It's the old monster Feng from Tianluo Mountain. I thought you were dead." Suddenly, a demonic voice sneered from within the demonic clouds.

A colossal demonic figure emerged from within, the size of a mountain, with a dragon's head, tiger-striped armor, and a body as red as blood, resembling a raging inferno.

This great demon is not one of the Ten Fiends, and since he knows the old man with golden light, he is clearly not from the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

And then, another voice rang out.

"And what about us too!"

A demon sneered.

One after another, demonic figures emerged from the demonic clouds, each one strange and bizarre, exuding an eerie and terrifying aura.

A demon revealed its true form, its body covered in a hard, jet-black carapace, covered with red veins like flowing blood. It had eight huge, powerful limbs, each with sharp barbs at the end. Most terrifying of all were its two enormous, blood-red eyes, which occupied most of its head and shone with an eerie light, as if they could see into a person's soul.

There was a skeletal giant, its body constructed from piles of white, withered bones, wreathed in eerie green flames, as if it were a demon crawling out of the deepest hell. Two sharp horns grew from its head, and two clusters of eerie green flames danced in its eye sockets, radiating a cold and malevolent light. Black claws grew from its fingertips, gleaming with a chilling light. When it lowered its head, the bones in its body made a teeth-grinding grinding sound, and it emitted a piercing shriek that seemed capable of shattering one's very soul, extremely shrill and ear-piercing.

There was also a headless demon riding a bronze warhorse, its black scales gleaming with a chilling light, its imposing aura like a massive demonic mountain pressing down, its power overwhelming the heavens and earth, causing the world to tremble.

This demon wielded a black spear, riding a horse that seemed to traverse the sky, as vast and boundless as the ocean!

His spear pointed at the human dragon and tiger, causing a terrifying aura and endless demonic energy to surge, as if all things were groaning under the spear's edge.

"Rumble..."

The bronze warhorse beneath its feet trod through the sky, causing the void to crack and black fissures to spread in all directions, a truly terrifying sight. Among these demonic figures were quite a few new faces, including some notorious demons from the perilous lands of the Great Qian Dynasty.

Clearly, as rumors spread throughout the land, powerful human cultivators flocked to Chengdu, and naturally, some great demons also received the news, choosing to join forces with the demons of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Around the same time, the great human beings arrived one after another, their eyes flashing like lightning, their angry shouts and laughter ringing out at the same time.

"Wow, this is so lively! Haha!"

"Master White Bone, you wicked beast, how dare you show your face again?"

"Why are you arguing with them? Fight! Stop wasting your breath. I'm not in the mood to waste time arguing with you. If we wait any longer, someone else will get there first!" someone said impatiently.

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Soon, a major battle broke out.

Humans and demons are not of our kind; they are like fire and water.

The ancestral mountain underwent a strange change, and the powerful beings on both sides, without exchanging any words, immediately engaged in combat with equal ferocity.

The battle was so intense that the heavens and earth changed color, a dazzling spectacle, with cracks appearing all around, creating utter chaos.

At the same time, the figures flying over from Chengdu were terrified and dumbfounded as they watched these powerful warriors fight.

The path in was smashed to pieces.

Of course, the bold get rich, and the timid starve.

"go!"

Some people, confident in their supernatural abilities, believed they could take advantage of the chaos to sneak into the ancestral mountain through the numerous spatial rifts.

In times like these, everything is judged by strength.

Chaos erupted immediately.

Meanwhile, atop the Ninth Mountain, facing southwest, Chen Yuan stood solemnly on a cliff face, his brow furrow open, golden light flowing within.

The scene that flowed through his Dharma eyes was the view outside the ancestral mountain, which was now being projected into the void.

Behind him stood a number of people.

Like Old Man Dong of the Dragon-Raising Clan, the Three Musashi of Wudao Mountain, and some of the people Chen Yuan had befriended on the battlefield before, besides the North Sea Dragon Girl, there were nine Musashi.

These days, we are very grateful to these fellow Daoists for helping to keep an eye on Chengdu.

Chen Yuan naturally felt affection for these fellow Daoists, and he feared that they might act impulsively and have already informed them of some things in advance.

After the strange phenomenon appeared at Zushan, he quickly sent a message to summon these people.

Unfortunately, some people were still absent.

"Young Chen, is it really true that we can't go into that place?"

A voice sounded behind Chen Yuan. It was Old Man Dong. The old man looked at the scene projected by Chen Yuan's Dharma Eye, and saw the human dragons and tigers that were usually elusive suddenly appearing as if they were free, swarming into the mountain in a chaotic scene. His throat bobbed, and his voice became a little dry.

But this person's eyes were shining, clearly indicating a desire to try.

"Yes, I went there myself several times. The ancestral mountain outside is a burial mountain, full of dead people. Even we were suppressed after entering."

"Moreover, based on the information I currently have, the secrets involved are too deep, and I do not recommend that you go in and take the risk."

"Moreover, with so many dragons, tigers, and great demons appearing, the danger level has increased significantly."

Chen Yuan paused for a moment after saying this.

Turning around and looking at everyone behind him, he said, "Of course, this is just my advice. Whether there are any real treasures inside is anyone's guess. You can decide for yourselves whether to go in or not."

As he spoke, his gaze swept across the room.
“I noticed that some fellow Daoists haven’t come. I wonder if they didn’t receive my letter and are already among those who went into the mountains.”

"I hope nothing's wrong!"

Apart from the absence of the North Sea Dragon Girl, six of the nine Musashis are present, with only the Three Protectors of Tai Sui Mountain missing.

Chen Yuan met these three sworn brothers once when he returned.

"I believe Lord Chen has already informed my fellow disciples from Wudao Mountain not to take any risks."

"Of course, whether my fellow disciples will listen to me is another matter entirely. I hope they won't take their disciples into danger," Yangshan of Wudao Mountain said solemnly, clasping his hands in a respectful gesture.

The others nodded in agreement. Yi Cangtian, the leader of the Shushan Sword Sect, was shocked by the strange phenomena in the ancestral mountain. With heroes from all over the world flocking to the ancestral mountain, the atmosphere was palpable. It would be a lie to say that he didn't want to investigate.

However, having been deeply involved in Chen Yuan's "plan" beforehand and having been informed of its dangers, they naturally suppressed their thoughts.

They trusted Chen Yuan.

Since this person is reminding them, it's definitely not to harm them.

Moreover, as I just saw, the Dragon and Tiger gathered at the Ancestral Mountain. We don't know what powerful beings are hiding there. They are from Musashi, but compared to them, they are just minor characters. Let's just forget about these minor characters.

Seeing everyone's reactions, Chen Yuan nodded.

"Since you fellow Daoists are willing to trust me, I will not hide anything from you,"

"I called everyone here today not just to talk about these things, but also to discuss other matters."

"Gentlemen, are you interested in pulling off another big heist with Chen?"

As Chen Yuan spoke, wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes, and a hint of a smile appeared on his face.

Everyone was stunned for a moment after hearing this.

"Young Chen, what are you trying to do now?" Old Dong seemed to have a stress reaction, jumping back and widening his eyes.

Since he met Chen Yuan, he has never had a day of peace. He is either fighting against demons or arguing with the imperial court.

Now, I'm telling you Chen Yuan is going to pull off a big heist; his intuition is spot on.

The others immediately froze.

Chen Yuan turned back, looked southwest, and said meaningfully:

"The great demon from the Ten Thousand Mountains has come here, so the place is now empty." (End of Chapter)