Chapter 110 Chapters Forty-One and Forty-Two Merged: If My Life Is Ruled by Me, Then I Can Plant Golden Lotuses in Fire

At the Taibai Mountain Fortress, the defensive battle was still in a deadlock.

After losing the Mu Wugong (wooden centipede) and Yangyan Guangchan (sunflare light cicada), spiritual plant beasts comparable to half a Grandmaster, even the Divine Wood Guards found it difficult to attack the city walls defended by a Grandmaster in such unfavorable terrain. Especially after Li Daoran and the others took pills and temporarily recovered their combat power, they left behind many bodies to be dragged directly into the magma cauldrons behind the city walls and burned to ashes.

That was the good thing about volcanic terrain. In ordinary southern battlefields, many of these corpses, if not burned in time and taken back by the demonic soldiers, could recover their combat power by absorbing a little livestock blood. Of course, it would cost them a lot of Zhenqi (true energy). Basically, except for their spirituality, their inner Qi cultivation would have to be restarted, but they would still be much stronger than ordinary people.

But at the same time, the defending warriors also left behind ten or so corpses. This was also unavoidable. The Divine Wood Guards were already at a great advantage by trading injuries for lives. To have this battle damage ratio was already a testament to the strict defense.

At this time, Zhou Buyi was panting heavily. Su Zhou was not around, and his teacher's hands were charred black by the National Preceptor, unable to wield his sword and only able to use leg techniques to fight. The pressure on the defense line was basically borne by Wei Lie and him. But Wei Lie was old after all. After cooperating with Su Zhou to fire two Gangshe (armor-piercing arrows), his inner Qi could not keep up. Although he could still maintain combat power higher than ordinary Houtian (acquired) experts, it was impossible for him to guard the city wall alone like Su Zhou did before.

Just as Zhou Buyi gathered another breath of inner Qi and cleaved a Divine Wood Guard, whose armor was pitted and scarred and who knows how many times he had attacked, off the city gate with a sword, and then picked up a lava bomb and threw it down to finish the job, he sensed an extremely unrestrained lightning light, driving a swift wind from afar!

"National Preceptor?!"

"Did Brother Su not stop the National Preceptor?!"

Instantly, all the fort-defending warriors were shocked. If Su Zhou was defeated by the National Preceptor, then their defense could basically be said to be a certain defeat. A Grandmaster, even an injured Grandmaster, was by no means someone they, a group of almost exhausted ordinary warriors, could stop.

But even so, they had to stop him. Just as Zhou Buyi gritted his teeth and took out a bottle of 'Four Spirits Jade Liquid Pill' from his pocket, preparing to take it and fight to the death, he discovered that the lightning figure didn't care about the warriors on the city wall at all. He leaped high up, almost flying over their defense line from the sky, and rushed directly into the depths of the volcano!

"Damn it!"

Wei Lie raised his Rapid Strike with a grim expression, gathering the last bit of inner Qi he had left to fire a Gangshe (armor-piercing arrow), but with the magnetic field offset, even if the power of this kind of flying arrow was great, it would be slightly offset. And a miss by a hair is a miss by a mile, how could it hit that swift figure?

But before the Divine Wood Guards could cheer up and the fort-defending warriors' expressions changed drastically, another figure, carrying a gale, rapidly approached with a rumble!

Without the National Preceptor's confrontation and interference, Su Zhou also took the 'Four Spirits Jade Liquid Pill' decisively. The taste was indeed delicious! The warm nourishing Qi of four kinds of spiritual plants, sweet but different, permeated his body. Then, as the spiritual Qi circulated throughout his body and stimulated his flesh to stir, the various wounds on his body that had no time to heal suddenly felt as if they had been injected with a blocking agent, completely unnoticeable!

Su Zhou carried his great spear, running wildly as he chased after the National Preceptor's figure. His light skill was not as ethereal as the other party's, but relied on brute force. With the help of the wind, he could cross a hundred meters in one step. The Divine Wood Guards along the way were basically flicked away by him, or their heads became his leverage tools, crushed with one foot... He didn't have time to greet the fort-defending warriors either, so he could only cross the defense line in large strides like the National Preceptor, and then continue chasing!

At this moment, while the National Preceptor was flying, he sensed the fluctuations of spiritual Qi. Soon, he determined the point where the spiritual Qi fluctuations were the most intense, which was the divine weapon forging ground, and then hurried away!

However, before entering the entrance of the volcanic mountain belly, there was a tall man silently blocking the door.

This man's muscles were knotted all over his body, and there were abnormal muscle bulges on his arms and wrists. The extremely Yang inner Qi was burning like flames, and he was resonating with the momentum of the entire volcano as he held a pair of blacksmith's hammers.

It was Grand Craftsman!

His inner force cultivation was only at the second level of Houtian (acquired), not even a Grandmaster, but in a volcanic area with such a high density of Yang Flame Yuanqi (Yang Flame Primordial Qi), his combat power was comparable to a Grandmaster, and he was also the last line of defense!

"Get out of the way!"

The National Preceptor would not waste words at this time. He directly raised his sword, lightning flashed, and swept towards the Grand Craftsman. Even if he couldn't kill him, he would sweep him away to avoid being an obstacle.

But the Grand Craftsman only silently used the Qi Condensation technique to bless the iron hammer in his hand. His whole body's Yang Flame inner force rose under the action of the volcano's power. This kind of power, attached to the mortal body honed to the extreme, blocked the National Preceptor's sword!

Crackling! The Grand Craftsman's feet sank two inches into the rock, and the violent current swept directly across his entire body. But who would have thought that there was a mystery in the Grand Craftsman's deformed muscles on his arms, which could actually absorb a large amount of current? For a time, even with the National Preceptor's strength, he could not defeat the opponent!

"Hmm? Lightning Resistance Ring? Remnants of the Five Weapons Sect?"

The National Preceptor seemed to have noticed this, and he seemed to have remembered something: "So that's how it is, you're the little guy who had his throat burned but escaped with his life... Hahaha, a bunch of fools who use five metal weapons to deal with me, can actually produce a Grand Craftsman with a good head!"

"But, get out of the way!"

The National Preceptor exerted his strength again and shook the Grand Craftsman away. He didn't even think about killing this remnant of the sect he had destroyed in the past. After all, as long as the divine weapon was destroyed, what if hundreds of millions of people in this world hated him? As long as a person wants to complete his own wishes, he will definitely not be liked by everyone, and he is just someone who is disliked by a little more people.

But the Grand Craftsman didn't care and rushed forward again. The two hammers danced wildly at the lower path, not thinking about killing the National Preceptor, but wanting to smash its knees to hinder its movement.

"Bastard!" The National Preceptor was momentarily exasperated. He could already hear the sound of Su Zhou rapidly approaching behind him, and facing the Grand Craftsman, who could immunize himself against some of his lightning spells, his brute force had not reached the point where he could instantly kill a warrior who was close to being a Grandmaster.

The National Preceptor was experienced in many battles, and he was decisive. He immediately bit his tongue and spat out blood to draw a talisman with Qi (energy). Instantly, an extremely pure congenital blood Qi evolved into lightning spells, directly blasting the Grand Craftsman into the air, and the lightning resistance ring buried in his flesh was useless. His body was charred black, and he rolled down the mountain road!

"Grand Craftsman!" But at this time, Su Zhou had already caught up. He saw the Grand Craftsman rolling to the side, and then roared, his whole person turning into a gale, and directly pierced the National Preceptor's forehead with a spear, carrying the surging spiritual power!

But the National Preceptor had also taken a desperate pill while flying, and now his aura was almost restored to its full glory. He shouted sharply, and lightning surrounded him again, forcibly deflecting Su Zhou's spear. But he didn't expect Su Zhou to take advantage of the situation to swing the spear away, and his whole person pounced up, hugging its waist!

Boom! The two of them crashed directly into the mountain wall like this, rolling and fighting in the volcanic passage like street punks, one desperately bursting out inner Qi to break free, and the other willing to endure five thunderbolts, also known as Wu Lei Jia Shen (five thunders striking the body), to hammer a fist on the other's knee, forcibly breaking the leg in the opposite direction!

At this moment, they fought all the way like this, destroying each other's bodies, and rolled all the way to the divine weapon forging ground. They could see that the Nihility Severing Blade floating on the iron water pool was almost formed. It already had its own strong transcendent power, and it could float in the air on its own without the Grand Craftsman maintaining it, condensing the material crystallization aura of the Qi Forging Divine Weapon method to perfect itself.

At this time, Su Zhou, who was proficient in unarmed combat, had already locked one of the National Preceptor's arms with both hands, pressing it on the ground, completing a crucifix lock.

Logically speaking, if it was an ordinary human being, they would be absolutely unable to break free after being locked by a complete crucifix lock, but the National Preceptor was not a human being at all! Even if his shoulders, chest, arms, and fingertips were all controlled by Su Zhou's reverse joint, it could still burst out a shout, and its whole body would directly soften and become boneless, and then stimulate the lightning light with luck to stimulate Su Zhou's nerves, forcing him to let go and break free!

And at the moment when Su Zhou was stiffened by the lightning light, the National Preceptor did not hesitate at all. He directly stretched out his hand, bit the tip of his tongue that had just been regenerated, and desperately spat out a mouthful of essence blood to turn it into a talisman. He wanted to remotely control the Qi (energy) and shatter the true Qi forging furnace next to him with lightning, inducing an explosion and causing the aura of the divine weapon to change drastically. With its strength, there was no way to directly affect the divine weapon. Perhaps it could when it was at its peak, but now, in this situation where it was fighting with Su Zhou, it was better to forget it.

But Su Zhou also knew that the divine weapon was at the most critical moment, and he was also desperate. He forcibly stretched out one hand and used half of his arm as a barrier to block the lightning strike, but the price was that his entire left hand was completely scrapped, burned, and blown away!

"Ah!!!"

The violent current ran through his body. Su Zhou's expression was extremely painful, and he couldn't even shed tears, because the moisture on his body was burned dry. His muscles were constantly twitching, and it was simply unbearable like a spasm... But this kind of pain stimulated Su Zhou's madness, and pure violent killing intent flowed out of his eyes!

He pounced forward again, biting the National Preceptor's neck without hesitation, and biting off a mouthful of flesh at the other party's carotid artery!

"Ah ah ah!"

This time it was the National Preceptor's turn to scream. It had just continuously urged its essence blood twice, and its body was already weak. This time, it was bitten by Su Zhou in a vital area, and it was even more agitated in its heart. The National Preceptor furiously stimulated the lightning power and pushed Su Zhou's body away, but it saw Su Zhou rolling on the side, chewing its flesh in his mouth, and blue blood splattering all over his mouth.

"Talking about flying immortals and cultivating the truth, you are the same greedy guy as the Demon Emperor... You really don't want to become the Divine Wood Dragon, but you don't mind becoming an immortal spirit through the bloodline of the Undying Tree!"

After swallowing the National Preceptor's transcendent flesh containing a lot of spirituality, Su Zhou gritted his teeth and circulated Refining Essence into Qi (energy), restoring a little bit of physical strength. The blue-purple spiritual light in his eyes flickered, and then he charged forward with a grinning face, slamming the National Preceptor, who had just stood up, into the volcanic rock wall!

Rumble! The rock wall shook, and countless stones burst. The two of them twisted together again.

However, although the National Preceptor's body looked young, it was essentially a rejuvenated body that had taken the Dragon Transformation Pill. Its body was no longer human. Although its strength was not as great as Su Zhou's, it was also extremely great. What's more, it was an old monster who had lived for more than two hundred years. Close combat was only used less often, not that it was not proficient!

At the moment when Su Zhou slammed it into the rock wall, it had already prepared itself to receive the impact, and then, at the moment when Su Zhou's strength weakened, a hand wrapped around the other party's neck like a vine. Then, its whole body turned, and it actually reverse-choked Su Zhou!

From the initial lightning strike, spiritual power martial arts competition, to the later Taoist magic fighting, and finally to the current close combat, the fighting methods of both sides had been changed several times.

But the same was true, that both sides were transcendents!

Even if he was choke-held and his face turned red, Su Zhou also had a way to fight back. He twisted his back strength, and his entire spine bone bounced like a big dragon, throwing the National Preceptor outward. Then, Su Zhou's neck muscles swelled and pushed outward. The muscles of this transcendent, which were more durable than steel, had crushed the National Preceptor's arm bones in reverse!

But this did not mean that Su Zhou had won, because the National Preceptor kicked out at the moment when the choke-hold failed, directly cracking Su Zhou's spine bone. It thought that Su Zhou, who was paralyzed in the lower body, would definitely not be able to stop it, and was about to drag its half-destroyed body to destroy the divine weapon, but unexpectedly, Su Zhou stretched out his only remaining right hand, grabbed its ankle, and dragged it to the ground again!

The bursting force even crushed the National Preceptor's ankle!

"What does it matter if you don't have hands or feet? Snakes don't have hands or feet either, and they still live!"

At this moment, Su Zhou could be said to have brought his madness and calmness to the extreme. He fully utilized the advantage of someone with undying blood: since he couldn't die anyway, even if his spine was broken and his nerves could not control his body, he forcibly controlled his feet with spiritual power and wrapped around the National Preceptor again.

As if he had learned this trick from Su Zhou, the National Preceptor also turned his head and bit down at the moment when he was dragged down, biting off a piece of flesh on Su Zhou's shoulder!

Having lost the ability to move, and having disabled parts of their bodies, and both having suffered heavy injuries that would immediately kill ordinary people, the two were fighting with madness, calmness, obsession, and a thirst for victory!

Pain, yes, pain! Both sides were in pain - but fighting was an ceremony to endure pain and seize victory!

Su Zhou and the National Preceptor fought all the way, head-butting, tearing, destroying each other's eyeballs, trying to crush each other's hearts with focused force. The National Preceptor's finger lightning exploded Su Zhou's right eye, while Su Zhou pressed directly on a row of ribs on the National Preceptor's body.

Gradually, the two rolled, rolled, the Divine Wood's kindred and the Holy Snake's kindred were exhausted, unable to lift even a finger to hurt each other, and had no strength to move.

At this time, the two were located between the iron water pool of the divine weapon and the volcanic gap leading to the lava lake.

The sound of lava exploding could be heard, and the tornado formed by extremely Yang Yuanqi was roaring in the spirit world, making a deafening noise.

At this time, Su Zhou was really exhausted beyond words - he had never really been exhausted since he was born. This battle with the National Preceptor had squeezed out his last bit of strength... How could he win? Was he going to entrust his fate to the victory or defeat of the Divine Wood Guards and the fort-defending warriors?

Was he going to entrust his fate to others?!

At this time, Su Zhou saw the iron water pool of the divine weapon, and he thought of many things. As if a flash of inspiration, or as if he should have thought of it, Su Zhou recalled the appearance of the Demon General Chidi's Undying Root being thrown into the iron water pool to consecrate the blade. He was slightly stunned, and then looked at the gap leading to the Taibai Volcano lava pool, and the remaining single eye flashed with spiritual light.

"Hng...chi!"

At this time, Su Zhou bit his charred left hand and bit off the flesh of his cooked arm... The Ouroboros could eat itself, why couldn't Su Zhou?! After swallowing his own flesh and blood, Refining Essence into Qi (energy), he regained a trace of strength, and then, before the National Preceptor, who had a sudden realization, also bit his arm and regained strength, he directly pounced on it, bit on the other's shoulder, and rushed towards the Taibai Volcano lava lake gap!

The National Preceptor originally thought that Su Zhou was planning to push himself into the lava lake, so it also bit on Su Zhou, and the two fought together again, rolling into a ball, but still constantly rolling towards the volcanic gap.

The National Preceptor felt that Su Zhou, who had occupied a bit of initiative in this slaughter, would stop, but it never expected that Su Zhou would not stop at all. Instead, he accelerated his roll without hesitation, and rolled down the Taibai Volcano crater with it!

The two of them fell towards the lava lake like this, and Su Zhou let go of his mouth, relaxed his muscles, let the National Preceptor bite off a piece of his flesh, separated the astonished National Preceptor from himself, and fell into the lava lake together.

"How can you have such courage?"

When he fell, he had no strength to stimulate his light skill again. The National Preceptor, who knew that he was destined to fail and die, looked surprised. Although he pursued longevity, he did not show a greedy expression on the way to the volcano.

It wasn't even angry, but just puzzled: "Death is not terrible, but everyone should pursue longevity - you are so young, why can you make this decision more decisively than me?"

At this time, Su Zhou could not speak, his tongue had long been deafened by the lightning spell, and God knows how long it would take to heal.

Moreover, in this long battle, he had already experienced the National Preceptor's will - that was to seek the Tao, to seek infinity with infinity, and to be able to make the terrible decision to destroy the country and exterminate the clan, and slaughter hundreds of millions of people without hesitation.

It had nothing to do with cruelty, nothing to do with tyranny. In the National Preceptor's heart, there was only the pursuit of longevity and the pursuit of a higher realm. If necessary, it could kill people, just like burning forests to develop farmland.

Human emotions, human empathy, and human ways of thinking had long disappeared from it... When the National Preceptor became a non-human, it was not when it took the Dragon Transformation Pill, but in the process of seeking the Tao for a long time, cutting off the seven emotions and six desires, and losing the 'soul of man' at that moment.

So, it was already a 'fiend' ... or rather, a 'monster'.

Whoosh. The power of wind assisted was activated, Su Zhou and the National Preceptor separated, and he slowly floated in the air, leaving only the National Preceptor alone to fall into the lava lake.

The lava lake did not kill people so quickly. Its density was too high, and it would only burn people little by little... But even so, watching Su Zhou's figure floating in the air, the National Preceptor did not have any resentment.

"Oh oh, yes, yes!"

Until the end, the Taoist's tone also had a hint of surprise and satisfaction after learning the truth: "Dragons... can fly!"

Then, its body was swallowed by the lava.

"Ah..."

I won... finally...

Su Zhou, who was exhausted physically and mentally, breathed out a long breath wearily. He controlled the wind and flew towards a raised part of the mountain wall, and then slowly landed on the rock wall, quietly waiting to regenerate and recover above this lava lake.

And soon after, a jade-colored soul, bursting with lightning, floated above the lava.

Like a lotus blooming in the fire of hell.