The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 82 Crossing the River on a Dragon (1010)

Mount Tai was originally a top-tier blessed land in the Central Plains.

It suppresses the netherworld and connects with the earth's veins and the destiny of humanity.

When the God of Mount Tai was still alive, this place was peaceful and free from evil spirits. Demons dared not approach. But the God of Mount Tai suddenly disappeared, and chaos broke out in the human world. Evil spirits arose and people's hearts changed.

Gradually, some bolder monsters approached. The local earth god at the foot of the mountain saw these evil spirits running rampant, but he was not good at fighting and was powerless to do anything. He could only watch as the area around Mount Tai gradually became desolate.

In just two years, the respect these monsters and spirits had for Mount Tai began to crumble.

Mount Tai's status lies in its ability to suppress evil, and it is also connected to the fortunes of humanity.

When the peaceful and prosperous times on earth are gone, when the emperors who once performed the Fengshan ceremony suddenly become incompetent, when war breaks out everywhere, when the dead and wounded linger on earth and cannot return to the underworld, and when evil spirits rise up, the meaning that Mount Tai itself represents is already impacted.

The Earth God even felt that this absurd thing was actually meant to challenge the God of Mount Tai. He walked step by step to the highest point of Mount Tai and arrived at the God of Mount Tai's cave. Inside, he saw a stone tablet with the God of Mount Tai's traces already faded.

A scroll lay beside it, floating in the void.

A chilling, mysterious divine aura emanated from it.

The Earth God was still wiping the stone tablet, saying, "Lord Taishan, when will you return? The gods of all mountains and rivers are fighting their own battles, wandering souls roam the mortal realm, and the majesty of Mount Tai has fallen..."

When the soil was being wiped clean on the stone tablet, the originally dull stone tablet suddenly began to shimmer with light.

Om-!
The veins of Mount Tai pulsed once more.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, all the demons and monsters that had gathered around felt their scalps tingle. The next moment, they all knelt on the ground. The Earth God was stunned. He rushed out, climbed to a high place, panted heavily, and reached out to push aside the pine trees on Mount Tai.

Then, he saw the sea of ​​clouds in the sky churning up and down.

Golden light emanated, illuminating the majestic and serene summit of Mount Tai. After the Earth God departed, new characters slowly appeared on the stone tablet at the core of Mount Tai's earth veins, converging and integrating.

【Jun】.

Those who recite the name of Juntian Shou Sui will be born.

The single character appeared, and then, like flowing gold, it slowly dissipated. Whether it was magic power, cultivation, or even the authority left behind by the Duke of Taishan, it only gained a wisp of it.

They only benefited from the first sound they uttered.

Follow your words.

Language is the original method.

The character "君" (jun) dissipated, leaving only a faint trace of gold; it was not completely annihilated after all.

Though my journey was as fleeting as a wild goose leaving its footprints on snow, I have, in the end, been here.

Everything comes later.

In the dream space, Zhou Yan sensed the characteristics of the jade talisman. It did not increase his magic power or strength. Its only ability was to grant a title, but whether or not he granted a title was not up to him.

If things were simple, the Lord of the Azure Netherworld wouldn't need to use various means to find demons who meet his requirements, possess their own nature and Dao heart, or use words to tempt and guide different demons into the path of evil, and then control them.

It requires the other party's heartfelt approval and a connection with the earth and mountains.

The magnificent Great Dao possesses the divine qualities to command mountains and rivers, which is already extremely difficult. It is absolutely impossible to make all the mountains submit by force. With a thought, Zhou Yan sent the jade talisman into the jade book.

To him, the jade talisman was already of great value for being able to thwart the Qingming Pavilion Master's plans and slap him in the face. Zhou Yan lowered his gaze to the remaining dregs in the dream space.

Like a lingering wisp of black mist, still struggling and murmuring:

"Business owner, boss..."

It is the remnant soul of the Black Wind.

Zhou Yan had just fought almost to the death with Qingming Fangzhu, so he didn't have the time to deal with this guy.

After Qingmingfangzhu was suppressed by Zhou Yan, Heifeng actually managed to gather together by relying on the remaining seal. His eyes were fierce and violent, and he was almost only filled with fear and obsession.

During this process, the portion of the black wind that dissipated was absorbed by the jade book and transformed into another jade talisman.

Black Wind's obsession locked onto Zhou Yan, and the voice that escaped its lips was already hoarse and ferocious—

I want to live, I want to live, I want to live!
"I want to live!"

He lunged at Zhou Yan, but Zhou Yan sensed another newly sealed page in the jade scroll. In this dream, he made a hand seal with his fingers, and a faint stream of magical power emanated from it. The howling attack of the black wind was dodged by Zhou Yan.

He swayed slightly, then continued his attack, his eyes bloodshot.

We've already paid such a high price, we've already put in so much hard work.

They were already groveling and groveling.

They were already kowtowing like worms.

To survive, to survive at any cost, and to become stronger.

He transformed his hands into claws, the hooks sharp and pungent, carrying a foul stench and an air of unwavering determination. But the next moment, a knife pierced through his back, penetrating Black Wind's chest and freezing his body in place.

The wind of freedom blew by, and the black wind, unwilling to give up, cried out, "Who..."

Behind him stood a wolf spirit, dressed in an ill-fitting coarse cloth gown, thin, with ears perked up alertly, and clothes that looked like discarded rags from countless households. Its eyes were sharp.

Holding a knife, he pierced Black Wind's own back.

"A wandering knight-errant from beneath Qingquan Mountain."

"Black, wind!"

The Nine Provinces Touring Envoy, Black Wind, froze, recognizing that it was his own spirited self from his memories, the half of his soul that had been severed. He opened his mouth, and for a moment, his heart ached with intense pain.

I just don't know if it was the excruciating pain of my soul being pierced by a blade, or the sharpness of the sword I wore in my youth.

The churning wind tore through, and the soul of the black wind was ripped apart without hesitation.

In Zhou Yanyu's book, the page belonging to Hei Feng was completely finished. It was an impressionistic ink painting scroll, depicting a wary wolf with a tattered knife at its waist and a bundle on its shoulder, striding under the moonlight, its eyes clear and bright, seemingly laughing as it spoke.

Just now, Zhou Yan awakened the Black Wind Divine Will preserved on that page of the jade book and jade talisman, because it contained half of Black Wind's soul, which transformed into another 'Black Wind' in the dream.

Perhaps it should be called the other half of Black Wind's soul, a past he hadn't yet abandoned, but could never return to. The alert wolf demon sheathed his sword, looked at the dissipating soul, and said:
"I thought it was some kind of monster, but it turns out it's just mine!"

He scratched his head and laughed heartily, saying:
"It seems I'll become a monster in the future."

"Hehe, thank goodness you stopped me, my lord."

After personally severing the other half of its spirit, the remaining spirit of the Azure Wolf Ranger was also unable to hold on and gradually began to dissipate. However, since this was a dream space, the dissipation process was greatly delayed.

Looking at the ball of spirit, Zhou Yan said, "If you are willing to stay, you may be able to retain some of your divine will in this dream and survive."

The wolf demon sat cross-legged, scratched its head, twitched its ears, and said heartily:
"Will he survive?" "Hahaha, that's great! We can still drink and eat meat. But let my friend survive first!"

He also knew what had happened before, and said:
"I have done something terrible to my friend. If I don't get rid of this evil spell soon, my friend will go crazy and lose all reason. Please help me this once."

"I want to see my friends one more time."

"I still want to save him!"

Although he still looked like Black Wind, this thin wolf had a heroic air about him. Zhou Yan said, "Alright."

In reality, Zhou Yan opened his eyes.

Upon seeing Shen Cangming, Yin Zichuan quickly explained the situation. He had intended to take Zhou Yanfei away directly, but Shen Cangming forced him back.

Zhou Yan saw the giant python lying in the Jinghe River system.

He had already fainted, his scales were broken, and blood was spilled into the water. Zhou Yan pointed his fingers and summoned the remnant soul and divine will of the Black Wind, which appeared beside him. Yin Zichuan shuddered, clenched his fists, and assumed a wary posture.

The wolf replied, "My lord, I'm going."

Zhou Yan nodded.

The wolf laughed loudly and transformed into a black gust of wind, flying towards the giant python.

………………

The giant python was in a daze; it seemed to be having a dream.

His dream home was destroyed, and he wandered away from home, heartbroken and sad. He hid in the water and buried in the mud, eating fish and shrimp, and dared not come out. But then, one night, when he came out to breathe in the moonlight, he saw a fairy drinking wine under the moon.

The demon invited him to drink together and to tour the mountains and rivers.

Full of heroic spirit.

later……

"Hey, old mudfish, you're awake?"

The giant python slowly opened its eyes, unsure whether it was real or a dream, it saw the gaunt wolf wanderer sitting cross-legged, looking at it, holding a wine gourd in his hand, the bright moon in the sky, just like when they first met.

The giant python instinctively exclaimed, "You're back?!"

The Wandering Wolf looked at him and laughed, "Yes, you're back."

The giant python asked, "Why are you so slow? Why have you become so weak?"

The wolf smiled, raised its glass, and said:

"I have just killed the one I have been destined to slay in this lifetime."

"The last monster."

"Then can you stay?"

"No, I still have to get going."

"So, I came to see you..."

"It's been a long time since we had a drink together, my friend."

The wandering wolf laughed and drank with the giant python before slowly dissipating.

The giant python awoke from its murky dream, tears welling in its eyes, and looked at the young swordsman before it. In Zhou Yan's hand lay a broken seal, and the waters of the Jing River calmed down, rippling like fine gold in the sunlight.

The hundred-foot-long python lay calmly in the water, its forehead skin torn.

Two dragon horns grew out.

The python's voice was hoarse:
"My lord, where is my old friend?"

Zhou Yan replied, "He slew the last demon he was destined to defeat in this lifetime."

"Let's continue, and embark on the journey ahead."

On that page of the jade book, all divine intent had vanished.

Finally, after drinking with old friends in the sunlight, the Wandering Wolf vanished into thin air after personally severing half of his own soul.

It is also about slaying demons and eliminating evil spirits.

………………

Near the Jing River, in a place where people gather, there often stands a down-on-his-luck, unconventional man who drinks alone.

He calls himself Cang Jiu, is addicted to strong liquor, and acts recklessly, yet he blends in with ordinary people.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, if any powerful figures oppress the weak, corrupt officials disregard human life, or evil spirits slaughter living beings, they will be punished that very night: the treasures of the powerful will vanish without a trace, and their ill-gotten gains will be scattered in front of the poor; a ferocious wolf claw mark will appear by the bedside of a corrupt official, who will be so frightened that he will feign illness and resign from his post.

The arrogant and unruly demons are doomed.

The government offered a reward for the capture of a thief. Cang Jiu laughed and took the notice, revealing his half-demon form in the bustling city. A black wind swept through, tearing the notice apart with his claws, and he laughed loudly: "I act as I please. You corrupt officials, you human-skinned demons, do you think you're worthy to capture me?"

"Since we are from the mountains and fields, then naturally—"

"Compassionate and righteous, yet lawless!"

After speaking, he transformed into a black wind and vanished, leaving only his wild laughter behind.

【Jade Book · Demon - Black Wind】.

The giant python transformed into a dragon, gazing at the sky and the now tranquil Jing River. After a long, long time, it spoke first:

"My lord, are you going to cross the river?"

Zhou Yan nodded, and the python, or rather, this newly born dragon, lowered its head: "It was I who wrecked your boat, so I will escort you here."

The enormous serpent lowered its head.

Zhou Yan smiled nonchalantly: "Then I won't stand on ceremony."

He takes a step.

He gently stepped on the top of the python's head.

At that moment, the jade talisman with the character "泰" (Tai) glowed faintly.

(End of this chapter)