Chapter 860 Giant Serpent Turns Over, Killing People Like Mud

"The Zougui claim to be able to reverse Yin and Yang, move mountains and overturn seas, but when it comes to driving mountains and summoning the earth, it still depends on my Wugu (witchcraft) sect's Wuding Opens Mountain Technique!"

Deep within the Shi Wan Da Shan (Ten Thousand Great Mountains), the Hunshi Wang (World-Quelling King) personally beat the drum, awakening the mountains, feeling completely at ease.

The hundred thousand troops under his command had been divided into five teams, penetrating deep into the mountains, each guarding a region.

The five locations they guarded were the five key nodes of the Shi Wan Da Shan.

According to folk legends, there is a serpent in the mountains, which can be regarded as a serpent god, or a mountain spirit, the embodiment of the mountains.

Half of it is in the mountains, half outside. If there were a strongman to find the serpent's tail and pull hard, it could cause mountains to collapse and the earth to split, opening a road in the deep mountains and treacherous forests. This is the origin of the Wuding Opens Mountain.

Ordinary people cannot see this mountain serpent, but the spells of the Wugu sect can awaken this invisible mountain serpent with the fierce-hearted drum, causing it to spew poisonous mist and devour countless people.

However, wanting to awaken this serpent and drive it to devour people requires guarding against the serpent's backlash.

Therefore, when the fierce-hearted drum is beaten, the hundred thousand troops are stationed in five locations: the serpent's seven inches (weak spot), head and neck, valley gate, heart, and tail spine. In this way, like five nails pinning down the mountain serpent, it can only be made to devour people and cannot turn against itself.

It can be said that this fierce-hearted drum and the mountain-awakening technique are the key to the Hunshi Wang being invincible.

In terms of bravery, he is not as good as the Changsheng Wang (Ever-Victorious King) and Changxiong Wang (Ever-Heroic King) of the north. In terms of discipline, he is not as good as the Mingzhou Wang (Mingzhou King), who stirred up the killing tribulation. In terms of extraordinary methods, he is not as good as the Fuyao Wang (Soaring King). In terms of sinister and poisonous tactics, he is far inferior to the Changping Wang (Changping King).

But as long as he has this mountain-awakening method, he can be invincible and has great confidence in eventually seizing the world.

Originally, his plan was to sit and defend the southern borders, waiting for the heroes of the north to fight each other and injure each other, then lead his army out of the borders to directly reap the benefits. If he won, he could drive straight in and secure the world.

If he lost, he could retreat back into the mountains, where no one could trouble him. However, later, Grandfather Zhu issued an order, forcing him to advance his plans and participate in the suppression of the Mingzhou Wang.

But no matter what, as long as he is in the Shi Wan Da Shan, no one can do anything to him.

Even the troops under his command felt that this battle was extremely easy. They simply came to the mountains, guarded the five locations, and the Shi Wan Da Shan would help them devour all invading enemies. It was even easier than farming or gathering herbs in the mountains.

Because this task was simple, the troops at each location guarded their positions especially well.

An hour ago, Di Gua Shao (Sweet Potato Burn), in the mountains and forests, burned incense and scattered paper money, performing magic to borrow layers of Yin mist to cover her and summoning groups of little ghosts to carry her sedan.

She honestly followed the gu worms released by Hou Er Jiu (Monkey Wine), shuttling through Yin and Yang, borrowing the road of the underworld, and went straight to the five places guarded by large armies, first striking the seven inches, then attacking the valley gate, and finally arriving at the heart, launching a chaotic attack.

But there was no effect!

"Can't break through, can't break through."

Di Gua Shao, defeated, couldn't help but worry.

Her five hundred hemp-clad soldiers, although accidentally created, were very powerful. They could borrow ghosts to carry sedans, appearing and disappearing unpredictably, traveling a thousand miles at night. They could also raise white banners and, borrowing the darkness of the night, the ghosts attacked the enemy.

But these five locations in the mountains, each guarded by more than 20,000 troops, were filled with heavy baleful aura, and the people in the mountains had seen many strange things and were braver than ordinary people.

She waved her hand, the little ghosts ran around, the white banners waved, Yin winds howled, and ghosts cried and haunted, which could scare ordinary people out of their wits, but could not repel the Hunshi Wang's troops, who blocked these surprise attacks by scattering dog blood and burning wolf smoke.

"Just saving people, why is it so difficult..."

Since entering this martial world, Di Gua Shao had never suffered such a setback, and she was about to cry.

Brother Hou Er Jiu only gave her such a small task, only needing to chase them out of the mountains to save their lives, but it was so difficult!

It really is easier to harm people…

"Grandma's biggest problem is that she's too kind..."

The little ghosts next to her gathered around, giving her ideas.

"We're not good at hard battles, but we're very good at other things. Why don't we brothers all run to the mountaintops and blow them with the wind, blowing away their good fortune and blowing away their souls!"

"Or, let's brothers pee in the river upstream of them, let them taste the little ghosts' foot-washing water, and never get rich in their lives."

"Take advantage of the darkness to give them nightmares, find a few capable ones, seven or eight times a night, guaranteeing they won't be able to get up the next day…"

"…"

Di Gua Shao shook her head after hearing a few suggestions, "Too slow."

But she had opened her mind, glancing sideways at the mountain hollow in front of her.

The difficulty in dealing with this Hunshi army lies in the fact that the little ghosts can't disperse their military baleful aura when they blow directly at them, and if they try to lure them out, they will only stick to the Hunshi Wang's orders and won't come out no matter how much noise is made.

Then there's a solution.

She gritted her teeth and said seriously, "To save them, we can only kill their whole families..."

So, taking advantage of the fact that this Hunshi army was only guarding their own regions and dared not leave without permission, she simply led the five hundred hemp-clad soldiers and thousands of little ghosts, rushing and surging, across mountains and ridges, searching for villages and counties to cause trouble.

And it was really easy to find.

There were countless Wuzhai (witchcraft villages) to the south of the Shi Wan Da Shan, and great cities were built on the plains, with wealthy and respectable Tusi Agong (chieftains) living in large houses and earthen buildings.

Di Gua Shao brought her hemp-clad soldiers in the night, first casually slaughtering a few wealthy families with high courtyard walls.

Then, she let the little ghosts under her command scatter, those living in the lowlands were told to push stones down the mountains, those living on the slopes were told to shake tree branches, others went into houses to blow out oil lamps, disturbed ancestral halls, and others blew on the fire in the kitchen to burn down the houses.

More of them followed the hemp-clad soldiers, raising large banners outside the city, fluttering to the left and then rushing to the right, not stopping all night.

The people in the mountains had seen many ghost and monster incidents, but they had never seen ghosts attacking the city. Overnight, everywhere was in panic and wailing, only thinking that the army had attacked.

In this southern border mountain region, the lives of ordinary people are often worthless, but those Tusi Agong are extremely valuable.

Seeing that there was great chaos everywhere, with countless deaths, these Tusi Agong became frightened and sent small messengers or gu worms to deliver letters, ordering their troops not to stay in the mountains and to return quickly to guard the villages.

Most of the hundred thousand troops under the Hunshi Wang were supported by these Tusi Agong, and when they gave an order, even the Hunshi Wang's military orders were ineffective.

Upon hearing the urgent orders from their Tusi Agong, many of them directly abandoned the Hunshi Wang's orders, taking their trusted subordinates and soldiers and rushing out of the mountains. Some even quarreled with the generals and commanders over whose orders to follow.

The Hunshi Wang had a great reputation, but in reality, he had not experienced any major battles, and the troops under his command had not fought any hard battles. The generals at each location also lacked prestige, making it difficult to enforce orders and deter the entire army.

"What great audacity..."

The Hunshi Wang was furious when he learned of the changes in the rear, "Crossing the Shi Wan Da Shan, wreaking havoc in a region, courting death!"

Fortunately, although the other party's methods were sinister, he still had many trusted troops. Even though there was chaos everywhere, more than 60,000 troops in the mountains still obeyed his orders, firmly guarding the five regions in the mountains.

So he beat the drum even more urgently, driving the mountains to devour people.

He also sent countless extraordinary individuals under his command into the mountains to find opportunities to injure people.

At the same time, under the arrangement of Hou Er Jiu, overnight, Guang Tou Lao Zhang (Bald Old Zhang) led the eight hundred soldiers who had entered the mountain, crossed the mountain valleys, buried the bamboo baskets on his ox cart in the locations he specified, and then gathered together to listen to orders.

On this night, strange things happened constantly in the mountains, eerie and bizarre, and everyone was frightened, but they were all safe.

But they could clearly feel that the Shi Wan Da Shan seemed to be getting more and more dangerous.

Everywhere they looked, there was no road, and they couldn't tell the direction. From time to time, the sound of mountains collapsing came from afar.

From time to time, an entire slope of dead people, hanging high, waved to them.

"This... this is enough?"

Guang Tou Lao Zhang asked with a worried face, "We only came into the mountain with a total of 1,300 people, and General Qiao Yun took away the 500 people under her command, leaving only 800 people, but we have to face the Hunshi Wang's hundred thousand army?"

"Even if your methods are ingenious, it will take days just to cut off their heads. How can we fight them?"

"..."

"We don't need to deal with them; they will force themselves into a dead end."

Hou Er Jiu smiled gently and said, "A military formation is a military formation, and magic is magic."

"If it were me, I would never confuse the two."

"If the Hunshi Wang's hundred thousand troops were deployed, I would never dare to lead your eight hundred people to confront them."

"But they insist on using this hundred thousand army to perform magic, which is really..."

"..."

He shook his head slowly, as if unable to find the right words to describe them, and sighed softly, "Everyone in the world says that the Ten Clans are very powerful, but I have a different idea."

"The Ten Clans are just parasites who steal the fortune of Dou Yi and are bold enough to steal from heaven and earth. Although they are high above, they have neither the ability to govern the world nor the ambition to seize the world. They occupy territory and power, but only know how to talk on paper."

"They each support a seed of an emperor, and it would be fine if they dared to hand over what they have."

"While supporting a grass-roots king, they also want to hold great power..."

"...Vulnerable!"

"..."

After speaking, he turned around and looked at the old horse that had been working hard for him, sometimes voluntarily accepting some experiments. He gently stroked the horns on its head and said, "I have made arrangements here; you should leave too."

The horse, or ox-horse, clearly trembled, raising its head in disbelief, with a desire for survival in its eyes.

"Go!"

Hou Er Jiu whispered, "Go east!"

As he removed the halter from the horse's body, the horse immediately spread its hooves and ran east.

It tucked its tail all the way, not daring to look back. Only then did Hou Er Jiu raise the flute in his hand and look around.

Now is the most oppressive time in the mountains. Yin winds are rolling everywhere, and muffled earth tremors are coming from the depths of the earth from time to time. In the endless depths of the jungle, in the weeds, there are gazes watching them.

Even the wind that blows through the gaps in the trees to his face seems to be filled with countless voices calling his name, making people lose all sense of security.

Not to mention eight hundred people, even a hundred thousand people are still extremely small in this Shi Wan Da Shan.

But Hou Er Jiu only slowly raised the flute at this time.

The flute is a bamboo flute. Every witch has one. This one was carved by his younger sister, Wu Ya, when he was young and given to him.

But Hou Er Jiu doesn't like to play the flute. Usually, when he performs magic, he just holds the flute in his palm, waving it gently in the wind. The sound made by the wind entering the flute hole is enough to help him control the gu.

But this time, he held the flute to his lips and blew it gently.

Deep in the Shi Wan Da Shan, the sound of drums suddenly became heavy and fierce. It was the Hunshi Wang, casting spells on the other side of the mountain.

The surrounding gloom and oppression, the shadows of monsters, suddenly intensified several times.

Guang Tou Lao Zhang and the eight hundred soldiers under his command now even felt that every grass and tree around them had come to life.

Those trees were changing positions, trapping them in place, and those vines were slowly wriggling, one by one, coming to life, wanting to entangle them.

And at the same time, the sound of the flute suddenly rang out.

Even Hu Ma, who had seen Hou Er Jiu the most times, had previously suspected that Hou Er Jiu might not know how to play the flute, but when Hou Er Jiu played the flute, it was unexpectedly pleasant.

The sound of the flute was sobbing and melodious, and in an instant, it flew into the depths of the mountains, as if mixed with the sound of the wind in the mountains.

The fierce-hearted drum was beaten every hour, each time more heavy than the last.

After a night, the Hunshi Wang had beaten the drum ten times. In addition to the Hunshi Wang's anger, the drum had reached its limit, like angry waves and turbulent waves, crushing over.

Mountains and rivers, squeezed and collided, and in an instant, rolling fierce winds swirled and arrived.

The wind in the mountains and fields alone blew so hard that Guang Tou Lao Zhang and his men couldn't open their eyes and couldn't wait to cover their ears.

But as soon as the sound of the flute started, it instantly shattered the drum sounds that were squeezing in from all directions. Not only did it make the ears of the surrounding people clear, but it even immediately surged outwards.

The sound of the flute was clearly not very loud, and the sound of the flute was clearly beautiful, even making people feel that there was no power, but at this moment, it seemed to be a tangible thing, penetrating into the mountains and changing the mountain's movement.

"Ka Ka Ka..."

At this time, a huge collision sound came from afar.

Mixed inside were also some unknown things making painful and shrill cries.

Guang Tou Lao Zhang was considered the bravest, and he tried hard to open his eyes, wanting to see clearly what was happening, but he saw a nightmare-like scene. He saw mountains tilting, the earth turning upside down, and the night sky and Milky Way, as if at this moment, were at the bottom of his feet.

In the next moment, he suddenly saw that the continuous, dense mountains in front were moving.

Like crouching beasts, frightened and running away.

He saw that there was originally no road under their feet, only weeds and strange rocks, but at this time, a clearly visible stone path, from far away, was paved under their feet.

He even reacted for a moment before realizing that this was the Shi Wan Da Shan, now under the urging of the flute, undergoing changes, giving way on both sides, so there was a straight road under their feet.

And on both sides of the road, valleys appeared, and they saw countless figures appearing.

Those were the people that the Hunshi Wang had placed in the Shi Wan Da Shan, the markers that helped him secure the seven inches, head and neck, valley gate, heart, and tail spine of the serpent, but at this moment, they all appeared in the valleys on both sides and were all hanging to death in these valleys.

He could not understand this terrifying sight, did not believe that personal skill could cause this mountain to collapse and the earth to split, and did not understand that the principle was actually abnormally simple.

The fierce-hearted drum awakens the Shi Wan Da Shan and drives the mountains to devour people.

Hou Er Jiu plays the flute, causing the Shi Wan Da Shan to turn over. The serpent in the mountains cannot turn its head to bite back, but after turning over, it crushes to death the people who pin down the five locations.

At this time, Guang Tou Lao Zhang could only pretend that he was having a nightmare and that everything he saw around him was an illusion.

He just forced himself to follow behind Hou Er Jiu, who was playing the flute and walking forward, step by step, passing through this straight mountain path, walking straight through the Shi Wan Da Shan, full of strange phenomena, and looking at the front of this stone path.

At the end was an army camp, with a large drum supported.

In front of the drum, the Hunshi Wang held a human bone drumstick in his hand, but he could no longer strike it.

The drum surface had long been broken, revealing a black-brown, motionless heart in the drum body.

Not to mention the troops deep in the Shi Wan Da Shan, even the personal guards around him had now bled from all seven orifices and were lying on the ground, leaning to one side or the other.

And he could only hold up the useless drumstick, trying his best to shout hoarsely, "Mountain spirit..."

"Mountain spirit, you are a mountain spirit..."

"..."

For the witches, the mountain spirit is the most terrifying thing in legends.

He did not understand why such bizarre and terrifying changes would occur in this Shi Wan Da Shan.

He could only think that the legendary mountain spirit had appeared.

The dignified Hunshi Wang, the nobleman who led a hundred thousand troops, the seed of an emperor, was now all alone, watching the mountain spirit in white robes, playing the flute, coming out of the mountain. As he got closer and closer, the fear in his heart had reached its extreme.

He wanted to shout, but he could no longer make a sound. He wanted to wave the drumstick at him, but his body would no longer obey him.

Finally, when the white-robed mountain spirit, playing the flute, came in front of him, a huge impact instantly poured into his mind.

He only felt a warmth in his five senses, and his body floated up.

The fear reached its peak at this moment, but it was like a relief. The dignified Hunshi Wang was now bleeding from all seven orifices and was scared to death on the spot.

But Hou Er Jiu didn't even look at him. He walked straight past his body and the fierce-hearted drum, and the sound of the flute at this time gradually became lower, the ending notes were faint, sinking into the silent earth.

At this time, he had already passed through the military camp step by step, raising his eyes to look, and in the midst of the swirling clouds and mist, there was a large mountain, looming, appearing at the end, and on the mountain, it seemed that countless terrifying gazes were looking down.

"Three months ago, we agreed to a battle of magic."

Hou Er Jiu slowly put down the flute, looked at the mountain, his expression calm, even with some expectation, and said, "Now I have come as promised."

"So, the Guanshan (Observing Mountain) clan, are you ready to accept my magic?"

"..."

"A hundred thousand troops, buried in the mountains in one朝 (cháo, morning/dynasty)..."

Accompanied by Hou Er Jiu's inquiry, a voice finally came down from the mountain deep in the layers of mist, "You speak of saving the world with every breath, but you don't cherish human life so much. Is this saving the world?"

"Believe me, I am already working hard to save more people's lives, and I have also asked a kind little girl to do this for me."

Hou Er Jiu raised his head to look at the mountain, smiled faintly, and said, "Besides, you are also watching them die, aren't you?"

"Clearly, from the moment I entered the Shi Wan Da Shan, you already knew I was coming, and you could have crossed the Hunshi Wang's army at any time, rushed to this mountain, and fought me in magic."

"Even if you just gave the Hunshi Wang an order, telling him to make way, I would have come directly to your mountain to fight magic, but in fact, I stayed in this mountain for three days, but you did nothing."

"I know, you want to use this hundred thousand army to probe my strength, and even hope that we will both suffer, so that you can reap the benefits."

"It's just that you didn't expect that they couldn't stop me, but instead sent this Shi Wan Da Shan into my hands."

"..."

Hou Er Jiu's words were extremely harsh, but no refuting words came from the mountain, but after a long silence, there was a sigh, "The world is turned upside down at this time. You have been in decline for twenty years, and now you have gained momentum, but you are doing things too cruelly."

"You have stirred up a killing tribulation, harmed countless people, borrowed the curse of ten thousand people, suppressed Jiangtou Chen, and borrowed the swords and soldiers pointed by the people to destroy Zhao's Hundred Plays. All these things are unexpected and make people tremble with fear."

"This dying world is struggling to hold on, just to prevent Tai Sui (Grand Duke Jupiter) from descending, but you are going to destroy everything from the root..."

"The facts are here, so how can we believe that you are not deliberately leading the way for Tai Sui?"

"..."

"What time is it, and you're still labeling me?"

Hou Er Jiu even showed an impatient expression on his face, but still maintained his politeness and said faintly, "I know they have already started to act. Some are arousing resentment for the people, and some are opening their eyes for the people. These are all things that are extremely meaningful for this final resistance."

"Unfortunately, I am not good at these things."

"I'm just here to fight magic with you, the Guanshan Zhu clan."

"Even the reason I chose you is not because I have a better chance of winning or because I am more familiar with witchcraft, but because your spells are closest to the origin."

"So..."

"..."

While saying these words, he had already gently raised his head, as if he could see a star in the night sky that was particularly bright.

He seemed to know that someone was using a magic altar to look at him from there. These words were not only said to the Guanshan Zhu clan but also to the person who was using the magic altar to observe the fortune of the world. He even nodded slightly.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the layers of thin mist on the mountain, and smiled, "You are also known as the family of witchcraft, the ancestor of southern witchcraft, the Guanshan Zhu family. Don't disappoint me..."