e-booksonline Chapter 118 Zhenwu Pays Homage to the Mountain
Chapter 118 Zhenwu Pays Homage to the Mountain
Under the guidance of the great formation, this aura of blood and smoke condensed into a phantom of the True Martial War God, a thousand feet tall, wielding a giant halberd, with wide-open, angry eyes, and an oppressive aura that permeated the entire battlefield.
Three powerful figures stood at the bow of the main warship.
The man in the center had red hair and a red beard, a resolute face, and was engulfed in crimson flames. His robes fluttered in the wind. He was none other than Lie Xiushan, the Grand Elder of the Zhenwu Sect.
The man on the left, with a cold and stern face, a tall and straight figure like a spear, and a sharp glint in his eyes, is Elder Chenyuan.
The man on the right is sturdy and has an honest face, but when he stands there, he is like a mountain. He is Elder Wang Yuan.
The three auras were perfectly integrated with the battle formation behind them, as if they were the soul of this war behemoth, and their every move possessed the power to destroy the world.
Lie Xiushan took a step forward, and the sound waves exploded like thunder, layer upon layer, spreading throughout the entire Li Tian Cliff and even a hundred miles away:
"Where is Ning Wuyai, the Palace Master of the Li Tian Palace? Lie Xiushan of the Zhenwu Sect, along with Elders Shen Yuan and Wang Yuan, have come to pay their respects!"
"Paying respects at the mountain!" "Paying respects at the mountain!" "Paying respects at the mountain!"
The six thousand disciples responded in unison, their voices resounding like thousands of war drums, containing an immense and unparalleled martial will!
The dazzling protective light barrier of the cliff was violently rippled upon being directly impacted by the sound wave.
After a brief silence, a voice rang out calmly from the direction of the main hall of Tianya Cliff, skillfully dissolving the thunderous sound like thousands of war drums:
"Hehehe... I wonder which deity has descended to cause such a world-shaking spectacle."
"It turns out to be Elders Lie Xiushan, Shen Yuan, and Wang Yuan from the Zhenwu Sect who have graced us with their presence."
"I apologize for failing to greet you properly; I hope the three of you will forgive me."
The last two words were drawn out, carrying an inexplicable sense of sarcasm.
"The Palace Master has important matters to attend to and is unable to greet you from afar, so I, Qiu, have come specifically to welcome you!"
Before the words were even finished, a figure appeared silently above the main hall like a ghost, facing the three elders from afar. It was none other than Qiu Xiaochi, the deputy hall master of the Li Tian Palace.
He appeared to be around middle-aged, with a handsome face and a habitual, faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth. However, this smile did not bring warmth; instead, it added to his sinister aura.
His aura appeared calm, but compared to the powerful and unrestrained aura of the Zhenwu Sect, it was equally unsettling.
Qiu Xiaochi chuckled lightly, his gaze sweeping over the suffocating battle formation of the Zhenwu Sect.
Twenty towering warships that blotted out the sky, two hundred and forty martial god puppet beasts standing in mid-air, and six thousand elite disciples with their blood and qi surging to the heavens—their eyes twitched slightly.
"Bringing twenty Sky-Splitting Warships, two hundred and forty Martial God Puppet Beasts, and six thousand elite disciples... Elder Lie, your way of paying respects is truly unique."
He paused, his tone suddenly turning cold: "I wonder where my remote and impoverished Li Tian Palace has offended the Zhenwu Sect, that it would require three elders to mobilize such a large force? Are you trying to erase my Li Tian Cliff from the map of this land?"
Lie Xiushan, with his fierce and violent nature, loathed this kind of sarcastic conversation. His eyes widened, and his voice boomed:
"Old Demon Qiu, why bother putting on this act, pretending to be ignorant when you know the truth!"
"The Divine Cauldron is the supreme treasure of Emperor Yu, who established the rule over the nine provinces. It is related to the destiny of the land and is a divine artifact revered by all under heaven. It cannot be privately possessed by any single sect or faction!"
"You left the Heavenly Palace, secretly employing those treacherous tricks to seize the Divine Cauldron. What exactly is your intention?"
"Divine artifacts are easily changed, and those of virtue will possess them. The consequences of this are immense; I hope you will not make a mistake for yourself!"
His voice boomed like the wrath of the heavens: "If you are willing to repent and hand over the Divine Continent Cauldron today, my True Martial Sect, out of consideration for our shared lineage in the Divine Continent, will grant you leniency and order you to leave immediately. Otherwise..."
He paused, then suddenly raised his right fist. The thousands of Zhenwu Sect disciples behind him seemed to share his thoughts, simultaneously erupting in a deafening roar.
The continuous cloud of blood and wolf smoke suddenly intensified, like lava about to erupt, and the terrifying killing intent even disrupted the order of Li Hen Sha!
"War! War! War!"
The three sounds of "war" grew louder and more explosive than the last!
The combined sound waves crashed violently against the light barrier of Lihentian, causing the surface of the barrier to flicker intensely.
Faced with this overwhelming power that could change the very fabric of the world, Qiu Xiaochi's fake smile vanished completely, replaced by anger.
His narrow eyes gleamed with a cold light.
"The Divine Cauldron?" He scoffed, his voice not loud, but it overwhelmed the overwhelming fighting spirit.
"Old monster Lie, you keep claiming the Divine Cauldron is in my Heavenly Palace, where is your proof?"
"Could it be that your Zhenwu Sect covets something in my hall and is using any pretext to commit this robbery?"
"If you want to find fault, you can always find a reason! Do you really think that the Heavenly Palace is some clay or wooden sculpture that you can manipulate at will?!"
He slowly raised his arms, his sleeves fluttering and rustling even without wind.
With his movements, the entire Li Tian Cliff seemed to awaken an ancient behemoth, and the originally melancholy silver-gray Li Hen Sha suddenly became violent!
The malevolent energy surged and circulated ten or a hundred times faster, condensing into thousands of silver-gray blades that danced wildly in the void, emitting a piercing sound as they tore through the air.
The faint sound of the sheng and xiao suddenly became high-pitched and passionate.
A strange, bone-chilling power, capable of stirring inner demons, spread out along with a malevolent aura, even slightly eroding the heavy killing intent of the Zhenwu Sect.
"I have lived in the Heavenly Palace for ten thousand years, maintaining a quiet and self-disciplined life, disliking strife, and always remaining at peace with the world!"
Qiu Xiaochi's voice carried a majestic Daoist aura, "But this absolutely does not mean that I, the Heavenly Palace, am afraid of battle!"
This does not mean we can allow you to bully us and trample on our dignity! If you wish to fight...
He paused abruptly, his voice booming like thunder:
"Then let's fight!"
The moment the last word "war" was uttered, the void behind him twisted, and four incomparably powerful figures, each carrying an equally chilling aura, suddenly appeared!
Her face was covered by a light veil, her eyes were like autumn water but as cold as frost, and a purple aura flowed around her, making the space around her slightly blurred. It was the Purple Glass Protector.
Wreathed in undying black flames, wielding a giant sword, and exuding a murderous aura that was almost tangible, resembling a demon god in fire, was Protector Li Tiansheng.
Skinny and bony, resembling a dark gold skeleton, with long, narrow fingernails like knives, exuding an aura of death, was the Xuan Gu Guardian.
Its form is elusive, like a gathering of ghosts, holding a banner to summon souls, and surrounded by the endless wails of countless ghosts—this is the guardian spirit.
The auras of the four guardians erupted simultaneously. Although their attributes were different, they were perfectly integrated under the guidance of Qiu Xiaochi's aura, transforming into a black barrier spanning thousands of feet.
Thousands of demonic patterns appeared on the barrier, which actually withstood the overwhelming and terrifying pressure of the Zhenwu Sect's battle formation!
Furthermore, dozens of elite elders continued to appear, all possessing formidable auras.
The two forces clashed violently above the cliff, creating a silent roar that distorted the air like ripples on water, causing the light to flicker.
The Fiend of Separation and the Qi and Blood Wolf Smoke eroded each other, emitting a loud explosion!
"Stubborn to the end!" The last bit of patience in Lie Xiushan's eyes ran out, and a fierce battle raged in his pupils.
He suddenly raised the crimson command flag in his hand high above his head:
"Disciples of Zhenwu Sect, heed my command!"
"Here!!!" Thousands of people responded in unison, their voices converging into a thunderbolt that tore through the sky, causing the clouds to churn and the earth to tremble!
"Form the True Martial Seven-Section Formation! Break through this isolated barrier!"