At this moment, all The Way of the Extraordinary in the instance felt a surge of immense and fiery power.
Except for Niu Lanshan's Little Fairy and others in the subway station who couldn't directly see the golden light connecting heaven and earth, people in the other three major formations noticed this anomaly.
"What's going on? What's happening again?"
"Such terrifying power, this, this is completely different from the aura in the blood pool just now. Could it be Yuanshi Tianzun who caused it?"
"Is Yuanshi Tianzun not dead yet? I thought they were done."
Faced with this sudden arrival of aura, the official practitioners were more surprised than frightened. At this critical juncture, any anomaly could be a variable, a change in the outcome.
They exchanged bewildered and urgent questions, eager for answers.
"This aura seems to be the same as the aura of Yuanshi Tianzun's item, the one that purified us in the maze forest."
Someone said.
As soon as this was said, everyone reacted, and then there was an uproar, a surge of joyous voices:
"Did Yuanshi Tianzun cause this?"
"It's good that he's not dead. He really has a way." "There's hope, there's hope."
When he saw the golden beam of light soaring into the sky, Zhao Chenghuang's eyes flashed with ecstasy at finding a way out of a dead end. Although in the next moment, his vision was lost due to directly facing the "Blazing Sun," and hot tears streamed down, he had to lower his head.
But the usually aloof face of this Ta Yi Sect's young master revealed ecstasy, even excitement.
He knew what this aura represented!
Such pure, rich, upright, and vast power of the Sun God was even stronger than the power that his grand master had shown him.
You must know that his grand master was among the top five masters in the Ta Yi Sect's elders, one of the first The Way of the Extraordinary, a figure from the Republic of China era.
But the power summoned by Yuanshi Tianzun was even stronger than his grand master.
In the Transcendence Realm's slaughter instance, controlling this power, wasn't that controlling victory?
Coming back from the brink of despair, even the most aloof person would find it difficult to control their emotions.
This was the Sun God's power a Master-level Sun God's power! Guan Ya and Jiang Jingwei both had deep family roots and recognized the source of this power with delight.
This was different from the item Yuanshi had used before. This aura was definitely Master-level.
Guan Ya was surprised and delighted, thinking, good kid, you were hiding such a thing, you didn't even tell me.
Kou Beiyue, on the other hand, was completely dumbfounded, not knowing what was happening, let alone where this power came from, but his heart instinctively feared this golden light, just like a maggot in a sewer instinctively feared the scorching sun.
A Yi, Hong Wei, and other evil professions had the same feeling as Kou Beiyue. The aura on the demon god was terrifying and frightening, but that was the pressure of a high-ranking being. This golden light, however, gave them a feeling as if the end was near, and their bodies produced an instinctive rejection and resistance.
The faces of the Shan Gui camp were extremely ugly. Through the bad luck displayed on the lot, they knew in advance that Yuanshi Tianzun's sacrifice would succeed. The future shown by the lot would not change and could not be interfered with.
It could be said that the backlash of the fifth lot was like adding a layer of insurance to Yuanshi Tianzun he would definitely succeed.
This was the power of a rule-based item. When it showed good luck, you would be divinely blessed, everything would go smoothly, but once the lot showed bad luck, you could only watch the worst happen.
Now, they could only pray that the demon god in the blood pool could turn the tide and suppress the power summoned by Yuanshi Tianzun.
Outside the slaughter instance, the golden light shot into the clouds and was blocked by the world barrier. The brilliant light penetrated the invisible barrier, dyeing the group of big shots outside into gold, as if painted with gold lacquer.
A twist of fate!
Seeing this scene, the elders of the Five Elements Alliance turned from anger to joy. The female marshal shifted her gaze back again. Her face was hazy and her expression could not be seen, but she stared straight at the Mountain Goddess, her tone implying expectation:
"Can you descend into the instance?"
This ancient Night Wanderer God was different from The Way of the Extraordinary. Her true body was trapped in the spiritual realm and possessed special permissions. She was a special being who could freely travel in a small number of spiritual realms.
The Third Mountain Goddess raised the corners of her delicate mouth: "No, but I can descend with a thought."
Having said that, in the slightly stiff gazes of the evil organization's big shots, she closed her eyes.
A primordial spirit floated out of her body and crashed into the world barrier. This time, her primordial spirit easily broke through the instance's restrictions and merged into the golden light that was receiving her.
"I wonder what form the supreme being in the dark will use to bestow power upon me."
Standing next to the golden pillar of light, Yuanshi Tianzun lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the golden light, and was looking forward to it.
The power summoned by the sacrificial ritual greatly exceeded his expectations. He expected it to be strong, but he didn't expect it to be so ridiculously strong.
The terrifying power of the Sun God was countless times more powerful than the power contained in the Demon Subduing Pestle.
But in addition to the surprise, a doubt flashed through his mind was such a tool too exaggerated for the instance level of the Mute Village?
Although the difficulty level of Mute Village was high, it was, after all, an instance in the Transcendence stage.
Of course, in order to gather enough materials for the sacrificial ritual, he tearfully took out a loan from the organization, and at a young age, his debt was as high as tens of millions.
At this time, the golden light that shot into the sky and connected heaven and earth slowly contracted, and then dissipated.
Huh? It stopped? Zhang Yuanqing subconsciously raised his head and looked at the sky.
Then, he saw a scene that made him tremble with fear.
In the sky stood a goddess wearing an ancient long dress, her black hair flying. She was tall, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and her plump and sensual lips were unforgettable to Zhang Yuanqing. It was just that her lips were pale when he first saw her, but now her small mouth was rosy, making her even more attractive.
On closer inspection, one would find that her body was slightly transparent and not real enough.
It seemed that it was not the main body that had descended into this world.
Old hag no, Your Highness? Did I summon the most feared big Boss with my own hands?
At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing realized the impermanence of fate.
No, it's not that fate is impermanent. She's engaging in entrapment. She can influence the Night Wanderer instance, and it's not difficult for her to distribute a high-level sacrificial ritual among the various instances.
And I am a Night Wanderer, so I will inevitably enter a solo instance. She doesn't know which one I will enter, but she can engage in entrapment.
Zhang Yuanqing wasn't stupid and immediately understood the key.
At this time, the old hag slowly fell amidst the fluttering of her skirt. She landed a few meters away from Zhang Yuanqing and said indifferently, "Have you been well?"
Her expression was aloof and elegant, like a fairy who didn't eat the food of the mortal world, but in the depths of her bright eyes, there seemed to be a hint of teasing.
After a moment of silence, Zhang Yuanqing bowed and shouted, "Greetings to the Mountain Goddess."
"The Goddess blesses one side, nourishes all people, and her merits are unparalleled. The people admire her!"
The Ghost Bride had said that the old hag was a righteous person and didn't like to kill innocent people indiscriminately. This gave him the courage to bow down.
But Zhang Yuanqing believed that this matter was still dangerous. After all, he had stolen an important item from her. Even a righteous person had a temper. A righteous person might not be merciful to a thief.
Yuanshi Tianzun's voice, which seemed to shout "Long live," and his prostrate posture stunned the experts of the two major camps who were attacking from afar.
Your Highness?
Yuanshi Tianzun seemed to know this goddess who descended from the sky?
How could he know a boss of this level?
As for Yuanshi Tianzun's operation that was devoid of the dignity of a genius, it was normal in their eyes.
If it were them, they wouldn't be much better, and they might not even bow as smoothly as Yuanshi Tianzun.
The Third Mountain Goddess looked down at the young man at her feet, her voice ethereal and pleasant:
"Why don't you raise your head!" Zhang Yuanqing said loudly:
"Your Highness is unparalleled in beauty. I am just a mortal. How dare I look upon your divine countenance."
The Third Mountain Goddess snorted coldly: "You are quite sensible. Since that's the case, why didn't you leave the Demon Subduing Pestle in Jinshui Amusement Park and give it to Bai Lan?"
Zhang Yuanqing felt a chill rise behind him, and he knew that the old hag was staring at him with unkind eyes. He quickly said:
"I was foolish and didn't know that the Demon Subduing Pestle was an important item to Your Highness. Later, I also returned to Jinshui Amusement Park to ask Bai Lan about the situation. After learning that the Demon Subduing Pestle was an important item to Your Highness, I thought about returning it to Your Highness when I had the chance. I didn't expect Your Highness to appear first."
Having said that, he quickly waved in the distance.
The Ghost Bride, dressed in a bright red wedding dress, consciously floated over and knelt in front of the old hag, pleading:
"Please, Your Highness, be merciful and don't hurt my husband. He did tell me that he needed to find a way to return the magic item to Your Highness."
Zhang Yuanqing didn't say the last half of the sentence. It was the Ghost Bride's impromptu performance.
Zhang Yuanqing immediately felt the pressure lighten, and the feeling of dread disappeared. He breathed a sigh of relief and knew that the old hag wouldn't make things difficult for him for the time being.
"Raise your head!" The Third Mountain Goddess's voice was clear and cold.
Zhang Yuanqing immediately raised his head and looked at the stunningly beautiful goddess.
The old hag looked at him carefully for a moment, and her eyes fell on the Demon Subduing Pestle on the ground. She stretched out her well-proportioned jade hand and gently beckoned, and the Demon Subduing Pestle automatically flew up and fell into her palm.
Her jade-like fingers exerted a slight force, and the Demon Subduing Pestle slowly lit up, emitting light and heat.
After a while, the Third Mountain Goddess let go of her hand and said:
"My Yang Soul has been revived and has a natural connection with me. Next time you enter hmm, an instance, immediately take out the Demon Subduing Pestle, and I will be able to descend in my true form and retrieve it. Do you understand?"
I understand. Next time I'm in a solo instance, I'll rather die than use it! Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart and bowed, "Junior understands!"
From the old hag's words, it was not difficult to hear that she could not descend in her true form into the slaughter instance, and she also seemed unable to take away this item.
Zhang Yuanqing wanted to listen to the dog elder's opinion after returning to reality.
The Third Mountain Goddess took a deep look at him, then turned her head and looked at the demon god who had completely emerged from the blood pool.
It was more than a hundred meters tall, covered in black runes, and its aura of violence, loftiness, and majesty was like a tide, like moonlight, irresistible.
The goal of this demon god was very clear. As if sensing a natural enemy, it walked straight towards the Third Mountain Goddess.
Its body was huge, and every step caused huge waves in the blood pool, and every time it created a roar like an earthquake.
The Third Mountain Goddess said softly, "Rise!"
Zhang Yuanqing obediently stood up.
Immediately, the goddess in colorful clothes entered his body.
The sacrificial ritual was to borrow power from the existence in the dark and add it to the sacrificer himself. This was the core of the spell. If the Third Mountain Goddess wanted to exert her strength, she had to use the sacrificer's body.
Two rays of light as bright as substance rose from Zhang Yuanqing's eyes, and a golden light flashed across the world. Then, his forehead felt hot, and an imprint of a scorching sun appeared.
Streams of scorching solar flames spewed out from his body, scorching the ground beneath his feet and turning nearby vegetation into ashes.
The temperature of the entire park increased, as if entering a heat wave with an average of forty-one degrees Celsius. 1
The Ghost Bride's wedding dress ignited with illusory golden flames, and she floated away in horror, frantically trying to extinguish the flames.
Zhang Yuanqing uncontrollably soared into the air, like a blazing sun war god, solidified in the air, confronting the burly demon god.
The demon god immediately stopped. The eyes with no pupils and dark gold whites stared at the enemy in the air who was as small as an ant.
The incantations on her body seemed to come alive, turning into a vortex that made souls fall and minds peak.
Zhang Yuanqing's head made a "buzzing" sound, his consciousness was disordered, and his soul was torn into countless fragments, but as the sun mark on his forehead became hot, all abnormalities were purified and dispelled.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading!
"Hmph!"
The Third Mountain Goddess's clear and cold hum sounded in his ears.
Then, his hands and feet were once again uncontrollably performing several hand seals in rapid succession.
In silence, a golden pillar of light burning with flames fell out of thin air from the dark heights and struck the hundred-meter-tall demon god.
The dark red demon god let out a heaven-shaking roar, and its huge body melted in the golden pillar of light, like a wax figure encountering high temperatures.
The black runes branded on its body were scorched.
Its eight arms immediately condensed into illusory knives, spears, swords, halberds, and bows, and many weapons, each of which contained terrifying power and was surrounded by black demonic energy.
The dark red demon god pulled open a large bow, and rolling demonic energy condensed into a pitch-black arrow.
"Boom!"
An arrow comparable to the speed of light streaked across the sky.
Under the control of the old hag, Zhang Yuanqing raised his hands and held them together in front of his chest.
The Demon Subduing Pestle flew over by itself, floated between his palms, rotated rapidly, and emitted unimaginable high temperature and golden light.
After the power reached its limit, Zhang Yuanqing pushed out his palms forcefully, pushing the Demon Subduing Pestle out.
"Boom!"
The black arrow and the golden light collided violently in mid-air, and the raging air waves were like a nuclear explosion, devastatingly flattening the vegetation in the park, and blowing all the blood in the blood pool into the sky.
Zhao Chenghuang and others ran away with their heads in their hands, fleeing towards the entrance of the park, trying to avoid the battlefield as much as possible.
They didn't think that admiring this level of battle was a blessing. On the contrary, it was a terrible disaster.
The Demon Subduing Pestle shattered the arrow and drilled a penetrating wound several meters in diameter in the demon god's chest, streaking towards the sky.
Your Highness, the Dharma Seal is a little slow, I didn't see it clearly. Zhang Yuanqing stared unblinkingly at his hand, regretting that he couldn't learn it successfully.
"Dong dong dong"
The demon god, which was dark red all over and looked like a semi-molten wax figure, strode over and waved its billowing demonic weapons.
In an instant, Zhang Yuanqing only felt attacks from all directions, and the aura surrounding the weapons alone made him weak and lose the idea of resistance.
But under the operation of the old hag, he raised his arms high and propped up a circular barrier condensed from clear golden light.
"Boom!"
Knives, spears, swords, and halberds chopped on the barrier together, and the golden light raged, and the barrier collapsed in response.
And Zhang Yuanqing had already taken advantage of the barrier's obstruction to quickly pass through the blockade of knives, spears, swords, and halberds, breaking through to the periphery.
He once again made a complicated hand seal, only to hear a roar in the distance. The Demon Subduing Pestle, which had streaked towards the sky, carried a rolling sonic boom and returned, this time penetrating the demon god's head. The demon god's aura instantly declined.
Zhang Yuanqing's body burst out with dazzling golden light and soared into the sky, like a blazing sun slowly rising.
The golden radiance illuminated the entire instance.
This great sun solidified hundreds of meters in the air, emitting light and heat, and the Demon Subduing Pestle howled and hovered in front of him.
Zhang Yuanqing made a quick hand seal with both hands, and strands of the Sun God's power were injected into the Demon Subduing Pestle, causing this item to bloom with dazzling light, like a small sun, covering up his own appearance.
"Go!"
He heard the old hag's clear and pleasant voice in his mind. At the same time, the hand seals stopped, and the fingers were pointed like a sword, pointing at the demon god below.
"Rumble"
The Demon Subduing Pestle, like a small sun, roared away, emitting a rapid and muffled sonic boom.
The violent and terrifying air pressure slapped down overwhelmingly, causing the entire blood pool to sink by more than ten centimeters, and then rebound, and the scarlet blood rolled up a huge wave of more than ten meters high.
In the world, the golden light flashed away.
The demon god standing in the blood pool was swallowed by the golden light, collapsing and melting in an angry roar, scattering into countless blood clots.
"Xian Mu Qi Yuan"
When the golden light dissipated, Zhang Yuanqing lowered his body and floated above the surging blood pool.
Amidst the surging of the blood pool, the demon god's remains floated up and down with the waves.
Under the operation of the old hag, Zhang Yuanqing placed his palm on a remnant of the demon god.
What did she want to do? A doubt flashed in Zhang Yuanqing's heart, and then he saw a golden silk thread light up from the remnant and connect to the void.
The old hag seemed to use the demon god's remaining body to establish a connection with something in the dark.
He raised his head sharply, and his eyes that glowed with golden light looked at the sky.
His vision quickly rose, leaving the sky, seeing the star-like Milky Way, seeing a dozen figures clustered around two particularly bright stars, and the vision continued to rise
Finally, in the high place of endless darkness, Zhang Yuanqing saw a pair of eyes that filled the entire world.
The breath of these eyes was mysterious, lofty, and majestic, but there was nothing that could be called emotion, not even indifference.
The whites of the eyes were deep darkness, and the pupils contained two twisted and strange runes.
The moment he saw these eyes, Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts exploded.
ps: Recommend a book that has just been put on the shelves: "Who says the Imperial Hound are all Villains!", which is quite interesting.
In addition, the bug of the Yin-Yang Magic Robe has been modified. When deploying the formation, props cannot be used. Coding all night can make writing more in the state, but sometimes when you are sleepy, you can easily get dizzy. Fortunately, everyone can correct the errors. Thank you, thank you!