The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 100 Proving My Divine Power

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The shockwave was so strong that the rhinoceros demon felt as if it had crashed into a mountain. Its proud rhinoceros horn broke off, and it flew out in a spiral before landing on the ground, cracks appearing on its tough rhinoceros armor.

Without the magical power it provided, the knife in Zhou Yan's hand instantly reverted to the size of a horizontal blade.

Zhou Yan caught the knife, pressed it against the ground, and breathed heavily.

The enhanced magic power of the Vermilion Fruit was completely exhausted with a single strike.

The effect was, of course, extremely remarkable. After revealing its true form, the monster that broke through Ao Xuantao's blockade was close to the seventh rank. It was struck by Zhou Yan's sword and staggered. It tried to turn into a human, but instead turned into a monster.

With a thud, his knees buckled, and blood gushed from his seven orifices.

It's obviously not going to work.

The old Taoist priest originally wanted to use his magic to help, but when he saw Zhou Yan kill the monster cleanly and decisively, he heard a low hiss and Ao Xuantao's body coiled up, coiling up all the little monsters, his scales unfolding, the dragon's scales hard.

The snake coiled and slithered, then suddenly strangled.

Fresh blood flowed from the gaps in the scales.

Even on land, the hundred-zhang dragon species possesses overwhelming killing power against monsters weaker than itself. As its magical power spread out, the hundred-zhang giant python transformed back into a kind-faced old man, standing peacefully beside Zhou Yan.

The twenty or thirty monsters lay on the ground, all revealing their true forms.

His body was covered in sharp, irregular wounds, inflicted by the scales of the python when it coiled and strangled him. With the characteristics of a dragon by nature, even without magic power, Ao Xuantao was a monster-level fighter.

But Zhou Yan immediately realized it.

Shen Cangming was actually fighting the demonized Ao Xuantao underwater, and he actually won! Uncle Shen's fighting power is monstrous!

Zhou Yan sighed and said, "Scholar..."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Elder Ao, please put away the rhinoceros horn and the green lotus seeds."

He stood on the rhinoceros, which was barely breathing, and held his now-normal sword against its throat, saying, "What is this 'Buddha Mother Goddess'? Where are the Blue Lotus and White Lotus?"

The rhinoceros horn panted and murmured, "You, hehe, hahaha."

"The Buddha Mother will avenge me."

"Ha, ha ha ha, the lotus has been delivered to the Buddha Mother. You, you all, hehe, pure and free, compassionate and merciful, supreme Buddha Mother, reborn as a god or Buddha, eternally reborn in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss..."

Zhou Yan saw golden patterns appear on the rhinoceros demon's body.

As the golden patterns spread, he finally recognized what it was.

It's in the jade book, on the page with Zhu Zicheng.

Is it the miraculous method of cicada molting?!

Zhou Yan immediately stepped back and said, "Elder Ao!" Although Ao Xuantao did not know what Zhou Yan had seen, he had registered his name on Zhou Yan's Tai character jade talisman and instantly sensed Zhou Yan's turbulent emotions.

The python suddenly retreated, and at the same time the water flow swirled and turned into ropes, pulling the old monk and the Taoist priest back. As Zhou Yan retreated, the rhinoceros demon laughed loudly, stood up, its body swelled, and blood scattered on the ground, turning into golden dust.

The gold dust swirled, expanded, and transformed into golden insects that flew into the sky.

In an instant, millions of golden insects flew out of the seven orifices of the rhinoceros horn like sand and soared into the air. The incomparably majestic seventh-rank demon was like an empty skin, collapsing downwards.

Zhou Yan held his knife horizontally in front of him. He saw countless golden cicadas flying into the air, densely packed and filling his vision. The wings of the countless cicadas vibrated, making a hissing sound that sent chills down his spine.

"Golden cicada shell, Reclining Buddha Temple, Weaver Girl..."

"Could it be that the Buddha Mother he mentioned is her?"

Even though they were small cicadas, their sheer number and density were terrifying. Suddenly, the cicadas stopped moving, their sounds ceased, and they stared intently at Zhou Yan. Then, they suddenly flapped their wings and pounced on him.

The old Taoist priest said, "Come here, all of you!"

He grabbed a few talismans, gave them a sudden shake, and the talismans burst into flames, replacing the various materials of the ritual. Then he immediately began to perform hand seals, chanting: "Heaven and earth are natural, impurities disperse, the cave is mysterious and vast, the primordial chaos shines brightly!"

The Eight Great Divine Incantations of Taoism, including the Incantation for Purifying Heaven and Earth.

It can sweep away filth and fill the air with righteous energy.

Although rituals are required, high-level Xuan officials can use various means to replace those ritual requirements, quickly make decisions, and achieve effects covering a considerable area. This is a wide-range protection method that Xuan officials like those using beacon towers cannot achieve.

The talisman burned into a large circle, forcing back the external miasma.

When the golden cicadas crashed in, they shattered and turned into blood that dripped onto the ground, emitting an extremely foul stench. Zhou Yan looked at the densely packed, overwhelming swarms of golden cicadas attacking him and knew that this was a clash of powerful spells.

Zhou Yan pressed the Earth Soul Blade against the ground.

This mountain, transformed into a blade, connected to the earth's veins, amplifying the effects of the Beacon Tower Official's abilities. His magical power began to recover. He plucked the Black Wind's spirit wine with his right hand, tilted his head back, and poured it into his mouth. The wine quickly circulated throughout his body, stimulating the recovery of his magical power.

There was almost one-fifth of the wine left.

Zhou Yan's magical power quickly recovered, and he asked, "How should I address you, Daoist Master?"

The old Taoist priest said, "This humble Taoist is Yuan Danqiu."

He frowned, as if troubled, and sighed, "The Holy Sanlang has fallen, the original crown prince has become the emperor, and the fate of humanity has also changed. Now these monsters are rampant, and they even dare to touch the place where Houji is. I wonder what they want to do this time."

"In turbulent times, monsters and evil spirits abound."

"Even if I wanted to rest and recuperate, I couldn't."

Zhou Yan looked at the crazed golden cicadas around him. Yuan Danqiu was a Taoist official with a higher cultivation level than Zhou Yan. He might not be good at direct combat, but his altar rituals would have a long-lasting effect.

However, the monstrous cicadas outside seem endless.

After killing Zhu Zicheng, Zhou Yan felt a sense of urgency. Assuming that Zhiniang and Qingmingfangzhu were powerful demons of similar level, and after he killed Heifeng, Qingmingfangzhu's divine will invaded him, would Zhiniang sense Zhu Zicheng's death?

Judging from what has been discovered, it seems that the Wofo Temple has been constantly invaded by the Weaver Girl.

The Hedongtan Fair in Wugong Town is not far from the Wofo Temple in Qian County.

It's only fifty or sixty miles.

The cicada's molting, the Buddhist temple, Zhu Zicheng, the Chen family tragedy, the so-called Buddha Mother, and the rhinoceros demon who seized the green and white lotuses—after being slain, they transformed into the same skin as those in the Chen family tragedy, while their blood turned into the golden cicada…

We stumbled upon their secret headquarters.

In this world, people eat people, and monsters eat people too.

Wugong Town, Hedong Beach Fair, remnants of the god of agriculture...

Zhou Yan could vaguely sense what these powerful demons wanted to do. He cursed under his breath. Wugong Town was not far from Guhuai Village. Although Zhou Yan believed in Shen Cangming's fighting ability, Uncle Shen was a pure killing machine.

These malevolent spells and mysterious techniques, though weakened by the evil energy, cannot be completely ignored. According to the combat experience taught by Shen Cangming, the longer one stays in this place, the more likely things will change. Zhou Yan didn't intend to stay here too long. Countless flapping wings buzzed, saying:
"Master Yuan Danqiu, do you possess any powerful or lethal techniques?"

Yuan Danqiu said, "My guardian deity died in battle before, so I can't perform the ritual right now. Besides, my lineage and Old Drunkard's lineage are taught by True Man Hu Ziyang, and we are good at cultivating and controlling our qi. It's not a lineage with strong destructive power."

"His swordsmanship does not come from our lineage."

Zhou Yan exhaled slightly, "The way of the Xuan Guan lies in supernatural powers and wondrous methods."

However, supernatural powers and magical techniques are not necessarily effective in combat.

However, among the various lineages that have spread from Qin Shi Huang, there are always protective teachings. Zhou Yan realized that even if the [Purifying Heaven and Earth Divine Mantra] could resist the Blood Demon's methods, simply defending was not a sustainable approach and was too passive.

We need to break through this impasse.

Zhou Yan's mind raced. He tossed over the wine that the bamboo pole spirit leader had given him earlier and asked, "Elder Ao, can you turn water into mist?!"

Ao Xuantao said, "Of course."

Zhou Yan looked in the direction of the ancient locust tree village and understood something again: in this era, the God of Mount Tai was asleep, and the six demons were left unsuppressed.

This is the Tang Dynasty that is different from what he remembers.

These will certainly not be peaceful times.

The materials for refining the eighth-grade Xuan Guan weapon have been completed.

He wanted to join Shen Cangming, and said, "Make your move." Ao Xuantao roared, manipulating water to transform into vapor. There was also wine in the cave monsters' dwellings, which was controlled by the serpent and surged out, mixing and impacting the group of golden cicadas.

The countless golden cicadas were completely covered by the wine.

But without fear, they rushed toward the safe zone created by the Purifying Heaven and Earth Divine Mantra.

Zhou Yan held the Earth Soul Blade in his hand, his left hand forming a hand seal in front of him, and a stream of light instantly emanated from his pupils.

Spell: Wind Control!

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The gale crashed into the mist, which swirled around like a dragon under the pull of the wind. Zhou Yan pressed the Earth Soul Blade against the ground, causing the earth's veins to ripple, and his senses were instantly amplified.

The blazing flames began to spread, and half of the magic power was poured into the blade.

At the same time, Zhou Yan also borrowed the fire from the Kitchen God's magical powers.

Whatever the pipe is, as long as it works, that's fine.

Flames burned as Zhou Yan suddenly swung his sword horizontally.

The blazing magical flames spread out, instantly rushing into the mist formed by the wine, mixing with the spirit wine that dispersed within the mist. The beacon fire instantly spread towards the magical power within these tiny spirit wines.

The magic of the beacon can only be held on the sword, and the distance for slashing is short.

However, Zhou Yan's thinking was not constrained by these limitations.

Flames gathered amidst the spreading mist of wine, igniting vast swathes of golden cicadas. Zhou Yan exhaled, unleashing the remaining half of his magic power. The magic sword flew away from Zhou Yan, and his techniques were instantly unleashed. Before the flames had completely extinguished, they were drawn by the gale and transformed into a vortex.

The magic sword whistled as it plunged into the flames.

Suddenly, it turned around.

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A fire tornado appeared in front of the mountain.

The sword energy was like falling leaves, swept and torn apart by the whirlwind of fire from the beacon tower's veins.

Yuan Danqiu's expression froze as he stared at the enormous fire whirlwind that had swallowed all the golden cicadas. His beard was even a little scorched. He looked at the young swordsman with the knife, seemingly lost in thought.

Is this... a Ninth-Rank Mystic Official?
Is this the commotion of a ninth-rank Xuan Official?!
Even at the seventh rank, the Taoist Xuantan lineage didn't possess such imposing power in a fight.

Moreover, when did the military school of thought develop such methods over such a large area?

The combined fire whirlwind technique dissipated after only two breaths.

It spreads outwards.

Countless golden cicadas fell from the fiery whirlwind, emitting a burnt aroma. Zhou Yan's blade pressed against the ground, and his extraordinary aura instantly dissipated. His magic sword whistled and hovered around him. Zhou Yan's lips twitched, feeling as if he had been drained dry.

My fingers are hurting.

Damn it, my magic power is gone again.

Not only was his magical power exhausted, but Zhou Yan knew that he was also likely to have lost a lot of his physical strength.

Even the spirit wine that replenishes mana is only one-fifth of its original size left.

The losses were enormous.

However, it's already quite remarkable that they managed to escape after uncovering the great demon's hidden methods. Based on their previous experiences, it seems that the Qingming Fangzhu was after the spirituality of Zhongnan Mountain, while the Weaver Girl valued the Wofo Temple and the residual divinity of the Martial Arts Town God of Agriculture.

Are these powerful demons planning to be promoted to official positions?

Or is it that it wants to devour the spirituality of these ancient beings and transform itself?

The matter at Zhongnan Mountain was interrupted; I wonder what happened to the remaining divine essence of the God of Agriculture...

Zhou Yan sheathed his sword, and just then, an ancient murmur reached his ears, calling out:
Is that you, my old friend?

Zhou Yan was stunned and asked Yuan Danqiu, "Daoist, did you hear anything?"

Yuan Danqiu asked, "What?"

"Could it be some kind of evil magic?"

He took out a talisman and placed it on Zhou Yan's forehead.

Zhou Yan felt his senses had been enhanced. He shifted his gaze, looked around, and finally looked at the distant Wugong Town, at the place where Houji had once taught the people how to plant crops. His gaze froze.

Within the jade book, the image of the Kitchen God faintly lit up.

Slash-and-burn agriculture was the earliest form of agriculture. People planted crops, cooked them over a fire, and used the food to sustain life, continue their tribes, and pass on their civilization.

When the spirit of the hearth fire reignites here, the remaining spirit of cultivation awakens.

Yuan Danqiu was horrified and stared intently at Zhou Yan.

"It's the God of Agriculture..."

(End of this chapter)