Chapter 224 The Unforeseen Event

Longhu Mountain shook violently under the impact of boundless power, then collapsed to one side, sending Zhang Ruosu and Black Cat tumbling down. Because Nuwa no longer needed protection, Jinyun Shi didn't stay, but turned into a shadow and swept down the mountain.

"After eating their free meals for so many days, I have to pay it back with my life!"

"Saving one is repaying a debt, saving a second is securing free meals for the next hundred years!"

"A full meal versus endless meals, I still have to make a clear distinction, alright?!"

The Turbid World Fighting God's expression was grave. After the initial scream of pain and anger from being struck by the sword, the bloody hole in his right eye began to recover at a visible rate. The sword in White-Haired Nuwa's hand contained a wisp of Wei Yuan's sword intent from when it was forged, but it also had regrets. She wasn't a swordsman, not particularly skilled at wielding the sword, while the Turbid World Fighting God possessed a Vajra physique as a Dao Fruit.

Although the power of this sword broke his defense, his Qi and blood were strong, and the injury recovered at a visible rate. With a flick of his wrist, the weapon, imbued with immense power, smashed down. Jinyun had to evade, watching helplessly as the cat and the old Taoist, along with the collapsing mountain, fell into the boundless abyss.

"!!!"

Jinyun's eyes were bloodshot.

Smoke and dust filled the air, Yuan Qi turbulence obscured the vision, like a wooden coffin burying them.

With a large amount of Yuan Qi being drawn away, Black Cat wasn't good at aerial maneuvers, and was unable to do so in this situation. After some effort, it proved ineffective, and it finally fell, its eyes peaceful, nestled in the old Taoist's arms, just like before.

There wasn't much fear or panic in Black Cat's heart.

Until a palm pressed on its head, then ruffled it. The old Taoist's joking voice rang in its ears.

"Why the sudden urge to go bungee jumping?"

Black Cat's eyes widened.

...

Longhu Mountain, a blessed Taoist land on par with Wudang Mountain, had half of its mountain body collapse in full view of everyone, and the millennium-old Taoist temple collapsed into dust. Everyone who saw this scene felt a stirring in their hearts, as if something had been broken.

The Turbid World Fighting God withdrew his hand, his voice deep and resonant, echoing through the heavens and earth. He said:

"In the past, I and the Water God Gonggong flooded your human realm together and failed."

"Today, I, Huai River Calamity Lord, Wu Zhiqi, have pushed down your Taoist ancestral home, and in the name of the Great Wilderness, I once again declare war on your human realm! The Great Wilderness and the human realm are irreconcilable!"

The violent voice was steady, echoing in everyone's ears.

In that instant, everyone felt a trace of panic in their hearts, while another part of them, after this panic, felt a surge of hostility towards the declaration of war by the Great Wilderness, a strong hostility. The Turbid World Fighting God's mouth curled up slightly, and as he was about to leave, a loud curse suddenly came from the horizon.

"I f*** your second great-uncle's fart and your mother's stinking bullsh*t!!!"

This voice was especially loud.

It was like thunder, and just by the force of its roar, it suppressed the Turbid World Fighting God's voice.

The next moment, from a distant place, a violent figure tore through the sky and appeared here.

It was a tall man, wearing a simple gray robe, his black hair tied back with a grass rope, sleeves rolled up, revealing muscular arms. He flashed like a meteor, and then his right foot, wearing straw sandals, slammed heavily on the back of the Turbid World Fighting God's head. The enormous force caused even the Turbid World Fighting God to stagger slightly.

The man stood in the air, a giant sword directly stuck upside down in the void. His brow was like lightning. Seeing that Nuwa was safe and sound, and also seeing the mess here, he frowned slightly and said loudly, "Si Wenming of the human realm, the reinforcements are late, my apologies to everyone."

"Nujiao."

A white-haired fox woman had already appeared here. Her divine sense swept over, and the Shennong Whip flowed with a jade-green light, contacting Nuwa, Jinyun, and Nuba at the same time. Her eyes swept over the old man standing with his sword down the mountain, and she also separated a Shennong Whip Qi to entangle him.

The Turbid World Fighting God's surprise attack was particularly abrupt and unpredictable.

After sensing the aura, they rushed here immediately, and it didn't take long.

"Yu King Si Wenming, Tushan clan Nujiao."

The Turbid World Fighting God looked down slightly at the enemies in front of him, knowing that the surprise attack had completely failed.

It was because Order had managed to cause some trouble in the Great Wilderness's Siyou tribe, which stimulated the contradictions there and restrained the Great Wilderness's Great Qin. Otherwise, at this time, huge teleportation arrays would have opened up around Longhu Mountain, and then more than a million transcendent troops would have suddenly descended upon the human realm and begun to encircle and suppress him.

Although the Turbid World Fighting God didn't think these wastes were his opponents, the greater the commotion, the more troublesome it would be.

Emperor Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng, with the blessing of a million-strong army formation...

If he stood in front of Nuwa...

He didn't want to fight this guy who looked extremely difficult to deal with.

Immediately, he waved the cudgel in his hand, gathering boundless waves of momentum, and forcibly avoided Yu King Si Wenming. But he immediately saw that after taking his move head-on, that guy was embedded in the earth, then immediately pulled himself out, his aura like a rainbow, without the slightest change. A domineering sword Qi smashed down.

The Turbid World Fighting God glanced at Nuwa, who was standing there doing nothing.

And Nujiao, who was holding the Shennong Whip.

After repelling Yu King's attacks several times, he had the intention to retreat, and laughed loudly, "Today's battle was enjoyable, but unfortunately, I couldn't take you down. When I go and invite the Water God Gonggong here, I will definitely make you pay the price!"

"In the meantime, just wait!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he put away the weapon in his hand and was about to turn into a stream of light and flee. Because of the blessing of fate,

He possessed the same speed, physique, martial arts, and recovery power as Wu Zhiqi. At this moment, when he wanted to leave, Yu King couldn't catch up for a while, only hearing loud laughter from afar, mocking freely.

Just at this time, a faint voice suddenly came, saying:

"It's a pleasure to have guests from afar. Wouldn't it be a pity to leave like this? It would make it seem that this poor Taoist doesn't know how to treat guests properly?"

"Please stay."

Above the sky, streamers of light overflowed, and one could faintly hear the turbulent waves of the East Sea.

Then seven auras appeared at the same time, vaguely forming a kind of array, flowing and changing. The Innate Eight Trigrams were constantly flowing, and it was already quite vast and magnificent, not to be underestimated. The Turbid World Fighting God was first startled, then laughed loudly: "A mere ant who hasn't even reached the Dao Fruit level dares to attack me?!"

"Break!!!"

He unleashed a full-force strike, breaking the Eight Immortals Formation that had crossed the river of time in an instant. The Eight Immortals' expressions changed drastically. They hadn't expected their opponent to be so powerful.

Far exceeding their expectations, even Lü Chunyang felt his palms go numb from such terrifying and magnificent power, and he could barely hold the Chunyang Sword in his hand.

They were struck and had to retreat rapidly to dissipate the almost endless power. But after all, this was a power array that imitated Fuxi's moves. Although it was shattered by the Turbid World Fighting God, it forced him to stop, and Yu King Si Wenming caught up.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, the Turbid World Fighting God, who had inherited Wu Zhiqi's stat panel, was not afraid at all.

He was surrounded here by Si Wenming, Nuba, Jinyun, Lü Chunyang, and seven of the Eight Immortals. The cudgel in his hand was impenetrable, while Nuwa stood in the air, staring there. Suddenly, she heard a familiar cat meow, and was overjoyed. She turned her head and saw Black Cat, saw the old man in a simple Taoist robe.

Nuwa saw that his aura was harmonious, his white hair remained, but the wrinkles on his face were gone.

He looked less like an old man over a hundred years old, and more like a white-haired youth.

Zhang Ruosu looked at Longhu Mountain below, with not much ripple in his eyes.

Only when he saw the collapsing half of the mountain, saw his old friend standing under the pavilion, did intense waves appear in his eyes. These waves quickly subsided, and he said, "There is no eternally indestructible inheritance in this world, nor is there a building that never collapses. Longhu Mountain

The Tianshi Mansion has always had a saying: 'Whether it is extinguished or not, at the sixty-third generation, there is a rest.'"

"This old Taoist is exactly the sixty-third generation."

"Perhaps it is destined to have this calamity."

"If the goddess is here, does my old friend still have a chance to survive?"

Nuwa pursed her lips, and finally shook her head.

"I'm sorry."

"The Yuan Qi is too chaotic, I couldn't bring back all three souls and seven spirits... I'm sorry."

"May I ask, which soul and which spirit is missing?"

Nuwa said softly, "The Human Soul."

The Human Soul represents the essence of a person, the various experiences of this life, the person's memories and temperament.

It is the most important soul.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Ruosu smiled:

"There's nothing to be sorry about, I know he drew his sword to save the Dao heart of his younger disciples."

"It was a worthy death."

"Please take care of Lei."

Zhang Ruosu took a step forward, without much fluctuation of mana, only his sleeves fluttered slightly. Every time Lü Chunyang's sword collided with this monkey's cudgel, he felt that his entire body of mana was about to be shattered. If he wasn't proficient in swordsmanship and Taoism, he might have been struck to death by a single blow. He immediately said with a wry smile:

"Taoist friend Zhang, who raised this monkey?"

"How can it be so strong?!"

The Turbid World Fighting God swept over the old Taoist, and said coldly:

"Zhang Ruosu? Longhu Tianshi?"

"A mere mortal dares to be presumptuous. Forget it, I originally intended to leave you alive."

"But since you are so eager to die, then if I can't capture Nuwa today, I'll take your lives as interest!"

Before he finished speaking, the cudgel in the Turbid World Fighting God's hand had already smashed down on Zhang Ruosu, thinking that he could at least seriously injure him. But suddenly, he heard bursts of thunder exploding in the void. An extremely domineering force of thunder fell, blocking the cudgel. One type was a purplish-gold thunder, and the other was a bloody, turbid-world thunder.

The two types of thunder light intertwined and changed, firmly pulling the Turbid World Fighting God's cudgel. Zhang Ruosu's right hand rested on the cudgel, and he said softly, "If you are alone, there is no way you can hide from the Great Wilderness and Kunlun. Is this a test from the Turbid World? Without Nuwa's authority, you couldn't have grown so much. Did you use some kind of forbidden method?"

"Let me guess, the Turbid World actually has hidden methods involving space and speed?"

The Turbid World Fighting God only felt those two forces of thunder shooting towards him, his palms going numb, and he roared, "A mere mortal dares to speak nonsense?!"

Zhang Ruosu's right hand rested on the cudgel, his left hand holding up two brilliant and majestic thunderous glories.

Those were the two Dao Fruit cores of the Thunder God, stored in the core of the Heavenly Court talisman system in the human world.

Having already anchored the past and present, leaving many legends in the past was originally one of the paths to achieve Dao Fruit. Zhang Ruosu had already reached this step, integrating the two Dao Fruits into his body, and smiled:

"Of course, the Great Sage can ignore what a mortal says."

"But you still have to listen to the Jade Emperor's edict, Bimawen."

The power of the Clear and Turbid Thunder was briefly and forcibly accommodated, and the terrifying thunder instantly permeated the entire human realm. Looking up, one could only see thunderbolts running like roaring beasts. Thunderous brilliance rose in Zhang Ruosu's eyes, and on his simple Taoist robe, threads of patterns naturally appeared.

Zhang Ruosu exerted a little force with his right hand, and two different types of thunder enveloped the Turbid World Fighting God.

Then, the next moment, the thunder light that spread throughout the world converged, directly covering the entire Earth. The thunderclouds collapsed and compressed inward, and finally slowly rotated, like a huge chisel, fiercely chiseling down on the Turbid World Fighting God who was temporarily restrained by thunder.

The clouds dispersed, the Taoist's expression was peaceful, and murderous intent overflowed in his eyes.

"Monkey brains taste better when eaten fresh."

And Lin Shouyi "watching" this scene, was unable to speak.

His soul had already dispersed, but because of his persistence and attachment, it hadn't completely dissipated. However, the Yuan Qi was too turbulent and magnificent, and it had already been blown far away. Nuwa was also unable to collect all three souls and seven spirits.

He looked at his old friend who was smiling but exuding a terrifying baleful aura, knowing that the latter was angered by him, and even disregarded everything to accommodate the two cores of the Thunder Dao Fruit, forcibly stepping into a higher realm in a short period of time. He wanted to stop him, but couldn't open his mouth.

In the darkness, he knew that he was bound to die.

His divine soul dissipated, his will was annihilated, and he returned to the Heavenly Earth Furnace.

It was known that Nuwa would inevitably regret it.

Nujiao used the Shennong Whip to stimulate endless vitality, but was unable to bring back his soul.

Lin Shouyi felt regret in his heart, slowly dissipating, distantly seeing the battle of the Eight Immortals, Yu King drawing his sword, his friend driving thunder. He mocked himself that he could personally experience the so-called Heavenly Earth Furnace, but gradually, he felt that he was in a warm place, without the pain recorded. Then he discovered that a golden thread was falling on his body, and ripples appeared before his eyes.

He was like a fish being caught.

Swimming in this warm water flow, not knowing where the end was. Just gradually moving away from the mortal world.

Then, he seemed to swim into the universe, seeing the myriad phenomena of the stars, but the last force carried him upstream, even surpassing the universe. The surroundings were a vast expanse of white, without knowing up, without knowing down, without knowing where he came from, or where he was going, just a chaotic mess, a force pulling him up, constantly up.

Or maybe it was going down.

Because there was no concept of space here.

Not knowing how long had passed, he finally seemed to see a boundary.

Under the guidance of that gentle force, he seemed to forget everything that had happened before.

Forgetting the great battle and death, only the obsession to pursue the boundary ahead remained. He suddenly exerted force.

In an instant, he broke through this barrier and stepped into another area ahead.

It was actually a sea of clouds?!

Emerging from the golden sea of clouds, all that he saw was a mountain and a tree.

A huge black snake, as large as a dragon, coiled around the tree, its eyes deep and serene. Below was a white old tortoise, breathing out clouds. A Taoist in black clothes sat on a green stone, his black hair hanging down to the ground, holding a fishing rod in his hand. There was a golden cause and effect on the fishing rod, falling into the sea of clouds like a cliff.

Lin Shouyi was at a loss. He lowered his head and saw in the sea of clouds, as if a Great Sage was waving his cudgel, and thunder was running.

The Eight Immortals crisscrossed, Yu King drew his sword, a terrifying battle, Longhu collapsed.

Looking up, the weather was fine.

That giant snake yawned lazily, the wind blew the golden fishing silk, and the black-haired Taoist's face became clear.

Lin Shouyi suddenly had a feeling of trembling all over.

Under the mountain pine, that Taoist lowered his eyes to look at him, his expression gentle and deep, his voice distant.

Smiling, he said:

"Taoist friend Lin, long time no see."

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