nucmednet Chapter 397 Zhen Yuanzi Appears!
Chapter 397 Zhen Yuanzi Appears!
Deep in the Northern Sea.
The Kunpeng's massive body completely blocked Yang Jiao's view, making it impossible for her to know who was outside.
Judging solely from Kunpeng's reaction, he must not be a saint.
If he were a sage, Kunpeng would have already abandoned the Primordial Purple Qi and fled directly into the Demon Master's Palace, instead of being stuck in this dilemma.
As Yang Jiao was pondering,
The Kunpeng on top suddenly flipped over.
Its enormous body stirred up the wind and clouds, and the cold wind scraped against the face like a knife, sending chills down one's spine.
Bai Ze frowned and thought to himself:
"Oh no, Kunpeng wants us to die inside!"
He had barely finished speaking.
The entire ice field trembled as if an earthquake had struck, and tens of thousands of various demonic beasts emerged from the deep sea. They were all ferocious-looking and wielded magical weapons. Many of them were half-transformed demons with human bodies and demon heads or demon bodies and human heads.
It roared, wanting to break through the plains.
Bai Ze's furrowed brows remained unchanged as he spoke in a low voice:
"These are all demons who followed Kunpeng and hid here! I didn't expect there to be so many!"
The demon army that had defected from the Demon Court was actually hidden by Kunpeng in the Demon Master's Palace. It was concealed by the Hetu Luoshu for so long that even the Heavenly Court did not discover it.
His face was pale.
It looks like today is going to be a tough battle.
His gaze then fell on Yang Jiao, who remained calm and composed, and he thought to himself: I hope she has enough connections.
Yang Jiao stared intently as the demonic beast beneath the ice field began its fierce attack on the ice layer, her wolfish gaze falling upon the two of them.
Unconsciously, he tightened his grip on the Thousand Machine Staff.
heaven.
A golden light streaked across the sky, carrying a faint, ancient aura.
Kunpeng let out an incredulous low roar:
"Zhen Yuanzi!"
His face was extremely pale, and his huge body retreated an inch, his wings flapping uneasily, clearly showing his great fear of Zhen Yuanzi, who held the Earth Book.
But it was merely a matter of apprehension.
If it were just Kunpeng on its own, it would be difficult to fight Zhen Yuanzi. However, the difference is that he also has the Hetu Luoshu.
Zhen Yuanzi stood in mid-air, his gaze sweeping over him, his face dark and brooding.
Within the cage formed by the Hetu and Luoshu, they could not see the outside world, but upon hearing Kunpeng's words, Bai Ze breathed a sigh of relief; Zhen Yuanzi had indeed arrived.
Kunpeng looked at the Taoist priest with an air of otherworldly wisdom standing before him, his chest heaving with suppressed anger. He exclaimed, "How many tens of thousands of years have passed, and you still hold a grudge against Hongyun! Where is the magnanimity of you cultivators?!"
He, a demon master at the Quasi-Saint level, offended Zhen Yuanzi by killing Hongyun, and was coveted by various forces because he possessed the Hetu Luoshu.
A quasi-saint lives worse than a minor mountain demon.
Having hidden for so long, and just as I've finally shown myself, Zhen Yuanzi has come knocking on my door!
And right now, the most important thing is not Zhen Yuanzi, but the Primordial Purple Qi right beneath him. At such close range, Kunpeng will risk his life to get it!
With a thought, all the ice layers broke apart.
The ice surface, covered with spiderweb patterns, cracked open, and then countless monstrous beasts burst out of the ice.
Yang Jiao was surrounded by demons who wanted to devour her.
Kunpeng lowered his eyes and silently gave the order:
"Kill them!"
Then he calmly looked at Zhen Yuanzi and revealed a slight smile.
As long as Zhen Yuanzi is held back, once he obtains that wisp of Primordial Purple Qi, even Zhen Yuanzi will be powerless against him!
The demon beasts received the order.
It surged towards Yang Jiao in an overwhelming manner.
Bai Ze stood in front of her, wary:
"Be careful."
Yang Jiao smiled slightly, pulled him away, and said with her eyes lowered, "It's alright, watch me."
Bai Ze assumed that Yang Jiao possessed a priceless treasure and would be able to rout the tens of thousands of demonic beasts in front of him with a single blow, and watched with a leisurely air.
Facing the horde of demonic beasts that seemed to be charging like a thousand armies, Yang Jiao thrust his Thousand Machine Staff backward, gathered his strength, and shouted with all his might:
"Uncle, save me!"
A sound of silence.
Bai Ze is suffocating!
A mocking glint flashed in Kunpeng's eyes.
"What uncle could possibly save you from me?"
He had just finished scoffing.
The man before him, Zhen Yuanzi, wore a Taoist robe, held a whisk, and had a book hanging from his waist. The pages of the book moved without wind, exuding a mysterious aura. His tone carried a hint of pride:
"I am her uncle."
Kunpeng immediately stopped laughing.
His expression was strange.
Then his eyes turned cold. He hadn't expected that little girl to be Zhen Yuanzi's niece! So the Primordial Purple Qi wasn't Zhen Yuanzi's, but it was all related to him, right?
One Hongyun died, and now another little girl has arrived!
He thought coldly to himself: If Hongyun killed him, he'll kill this one too!
Kunpeng secretly continued to give the order: "Kill that girl immediately!"
The monsters went berserk, roaring as they surged toward Yang Jiao.
Sensing this, Zhen Yuanzi outside spread his sleeves.
The sleeves suddenly swelled up, and a howling wind swept through. The sleeves seemed to be inexhaustible, and all the demonic beasts that came near Yang Jiao were sucked into the sleeve's inner universe.
Kunpeng's eyes blazed with fury.
Bai Ze gave Yang Jiao a thumbs-up, seemingly impressed.
"Brilliant, absolutely brilliant."
The art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting.
They're just trying to recruit players.
Yang Jiao smiled but remained silent.
With a flap of its wings, the Kunpeng charged straight at Zhen Yuanzi, roaring:
"I'd like to see how many sleeves you have to protect her!"
He transformed into a bird, its wings spreading wide enough to blot out the sky and create a dark, gloomy atmosphere.
With a flap of its wings, the billowing wind clashed with the qi emanating from Zhen Yuanzi's sleeves, creating a struggle between them.
Seeing that Zhen Yuanzi was focused on dealing with Kunpeng, Yang Jiao also grabbed the Thousand Machine Staff and rushed into the demon horde. She had previously integrated Yuan Hong's staff technique.
At this moment, the dance was so powerful that it swept across a large area. The Thousand Machine Staff was originally a branch of the Moon Palace cassia tree. In addition, Master Yun Zhongzi had integrated many magical treasures into one, so every swing carried the power of the magical treasures.
Although there are many of these demons, their cultivation levels are low.
Yang Jiao just felt tired.
After the low-level demonic beasts that first emerged from the ice layer were all killed, the entire ice field was stained with blood.
The blood had not yet flowed out; it had already been frozen by the cold air and dried on the icy plain.
Roar!
A terrifying roar rang out.
Yang Jiao felt her legs go numb.
Looking up, a monster with a dragon's head, a human body, bird claws, and wings suddenly appeared from the ice field!
Bai Ze's eyes flashed coldly, and he said in a chilling voice:
"Ji Meng!"
Yang Jiao was startled by the sound, and Ji Meng.
One of the Ten Great Demon Saints.
Before Bai Ze could even engage Ji Meng in combat, a buzzing sound rang in their ears again.
Bai Ze's expression grew even darker:
"Qin Yuan, you've betrayed us after all!"
Qin Yuan has always been neutral, yet he actually appeared at Kunpeng's Demon Master Palace this time! It's clear that he had already been persuaded and joined the camp that was determined to rebel against heaven and restore the demons.
Ji Meng, the dragon-headed, human-bodied being, coldly shouted:
"The only one who has ever betrayed us is you, Bai Ze! Stop pretending. Look at us demons, living like rats in the street, while you're living a carefree life."
The buzzing of wings quickly ceased, and a bee the size of a swan appeared before Yang Jiao. It then transformed into a woman in a long dress, looking at Bai Ze with a sorrowful expression.
"Bai Ze, you killed this little girl, and Kunpeng still thinks you can let you go?"
"Huh?" Yang Jiao was shocked to hear this, so she was destined to die?
She also looked at Bai Ze.
Bai Ze honestly said:
"I can not."
Qin Yuan panicked, a hint of anxiety appearing on her beautiful face:
"She's just a person. You killed her to show your loyalty to the demon race. What's so difficult about that?"
Bai Ze began to think that the destruction of the Demon Court could not be entirely blamed on the Witch Clan, and even suspected that the entire Demon Clan's brain was on his head.
Others have countless students, so how come the demon race produces so many bitter fruits?
He had even lost all interest in persuading her, and whispered to Yang Jiao:
“I’ll stop them. You find a chance to get the Hetu Luoshu.”
After saying that, he rushed directly towards Ji Meng and Qin Yuan.
Yang Jiao stood there, looking at the Hetu Luoshu, so vast that it surrounded them all and stretched to the horizon without end: ...
It's obvious that this is a manifestation of magical power; the scrolls of the Hetu and Luoshu are not here at all.
How can she take it?