508 Besieging Changle Palace
There were five-colored clouds in the sky.
Each cloud represented a plague.
A plague ghost with a strange appearance, with pus flowing from its head and sores on its feet.
Apart from that, there were also tall mountains.
The mountain peak was crawling with poisonous insects.
This was Southern Monarch’s subordinate.
Poisonous insects were born on the ground, and they could control them. The ground was covered with colorful plants.
These plants were as tall as mountains, covered in thorns, and the barbs on them were as hard as magic treasures.
The experts of the three forces had gathered here just to seize He Chuan’s power.
“He Chuan!” This time, he didn’t even call out his Daoist name. A green-bearded old man walked out from the blue clouds.
This person was Gao Yuan.
“What brings you here? Don’t you know that this is Changle Palace?” Jiang Ming stepped forward and asked.
“He Chuan, don’t think that I don’t know that the Palace Master and the others were killed by you.” No matter what, Gao Yuan had to push the blame onto He Chuan’s head first.
“You have ulterior motives. You pretended to be a Spirit Lord and seriously violated the rules of the Heavenly Palace.”
“Who among the 36,000 Ghosts will obey you?”
An old man with bugs crawling all over his face walked out.
“Not convinced? Then I’ll start with you guys. Kill!” He Chuan didn’t say anything and quietly waited for everyone to attack.
The Beiyin Mountain pressed down from the sky.
The air was compressed and exploded.
The five bug mountains below were creaking, and thousands of poisonous bugs exploded under the pressure of the air. Yellow liquid flew everywhere, and the air was filled with a strong rotten smell.
Five-colored clouds surged and formed a vortex.
“This…” Gao Yuan was extremely shocked.
He knew that He Chuan was very strong, but he did not expect him to be this strong.
A huge suction force came from Beiyin Mountain. Gao Yuan felt his body fly up involuntarily.
“Everyone, attack together and kill him!”
The five of them worked together, and the five clouds formed a circle. It spun like reincarnation, and its speed became faster and faster. In the end, the five colors turned white.
The speed of the rotation reduced the suction force of Beiyin Mountain.
The white clouds shot out a pure white beam of light.
The pillar of light was 100 feet wide and 1,000 feet long. It flew straight toward He Chuan and the others.
Before he reached him, He Chuan felt his life slowly slipping away.
“Truly extraordinary.” He Chuan thought to himself.
Wherever it went, it would absorb all the vitality of living beings.
The longer the flight distance, the more Origin Energy it absorbed and the stronger its power.
It was said that there was a higher level of void energy. There was no limit to the distance one could fly. As long as they did not encounter any obstacles, they could absorb them until they hit something.
Even in the boundless void, it could fly for a thousand years. When it accumulated its final strength, it could easily destroy stars.
He Chuan felt that he was bragging, but he had to kill him before he grew stronger.
“Jiang Ming! Yaoyue!” He Chuan shouted softly.
Black and White Shura Killing Blades.
The sky was dark.
Only sword light remained in the world as the three forces collided.
The light was dazzling, and the city collapsed. Countless lives were killed or injured.
Half of the ghosts and deities in Danzhong City died, and the rest fled.
“Milord, I’ll go first.” Tian Yue laughed.
As soon as he finished speaking, his body rapidly rose to 30,000 feet. His grayish-brown stone skin was covered in moss, and his eyes were burning with flames as if the mountain had become a spirit.
It looked like a demon, but it was actually cultivated by a real person.
This was a mutated Yama Avatar, using a human body to transform into a mountain.
Tian Yue took a step forward; the earth and mountains shook. His divine might was unparalleled as he punched toward the Five Earthly Duke Worm Mountains.
The poisonous insects landed on Tian Yue’s body like clouds. The poison had no effect on the stone body.’
The few of them fought back and forth. Although they fought with more people, they were naturally restrained and could maintain a balance.
Jiang Ming and Yaoyue faced off against Gao Yuan and the others. Tian Yue fought five of them alone, leaving the remaining seven ghosts to be dealt with.
The mountain in He Chuan’s hand covered the seven ghosts.
The earth shook.
The seven of them were suppressed and sent into the Beiyin Mountain to endure the torture of the four levels of hell.
“As the first person to try out the three levels of hell, consider yourself lucky.” He Chuan said coldly.
Everyone was stunned, especially Gao Yuan.
Seeing that seven ghosts couldn’t even withstand one move, Gao Yuan’s eyes widened, and he was both afraid and shocked.
He had already tried his best to overestimate He Chuan’s cultivation, but he still underestimated it.
“Palace Master said that Lord He is the strongest. Don’t you know how valuable he is?” Tian Yue laughed.
Now that He Chuan had broken through to the Immortal Venerable realm, only peak Immortal Venerables could compete with him.
At this moment, a huge pitch-black hand suddenly appeared behind the golden body.
Demonic thoughts lingered in all directions.
All the living beings suddenly felt as if thousands of gods and devils were wailing in their ears, and all sorts of illusions appeared before their eyes.
Just by looking, such demonic thoughts surged into his heart. It could be seen how powerful the owner of the black hand was.
“Tower Master, save me!” Gao Yuan shouted excitedly when he saw the mastermind.
Ever since he knew about the Tower Master’s mind and his dual identity as a Primordial Soul cultivator, he was not worried that he would not be able to defeat He Chuan.
The moment Zhai Xing Lou’s Tower Master appeared, the entire world dimmed.
Different illusions appeared in front of everyone, and ordinary people could not resist them at all.
After falling into an illusion, one could only be manipulated by others.
This was the strength of Zhai Xing Lou’s Tower Master.
As an expert of Zhai Xing Lou, he was able to do what others could not.
In the past, they had even wiped out sects.
“Judge He!”
Hearing someone calling him, He Chuan turned his head and saw a pair of eyes behind the huge black hand.
He looked over from the depths of the void.
It was deep, full of illusions, without any emotions, like a demon or a beast.
“Judge He!?” The voice asked again.
Seeing that He Chuan wasn’t infected by the illusion, Zhai Xing Lou’s Tower Master was a little surprised and also a little excited.
With such a firm mind, the benefits would be incomparably huge if he were to break it.
“Hmm?” He Chuan seemed to be a little puzzled.
“Judge He, who do you think I am?” The voice was melodious and bewitching.
In the void, all the people He Chuan had feared in his life appeared.
He Chuan seemed to have forgotten who he was and returned to that time when he was walking on a tightrope.
To relive what had happened back then.
And the result was even worse.
He was caught, skinned, and burned in the ghostly fire for 300 years.
These were all the consequences of his failure. His goal was to make a flaw appear in his heart.
The demonic will would instantly devour He Chuan if fear or hesitation appeared.
In everyone’s eyes, He Chuan was sitting cross-legged on the ground for some reason. His eyes were closed, and his body was surrounded by black energy.
The spiritual light flickered, making one very worried.
“Milord, you have to hold on.” Tian Yue thought to himself as he sent his opponent flying.
He had placed all the hopes of the Yama Emperor’s lineage on Judge He.
Gao Yuan and the others were filled with hope. They felt that the authority of the Reincarnation Palace was waving at them.
As long as he seized power, Zhai Xing Lou was nothing to fear. He had already contacted the Moon King of the Scorching Sun Dynasty.
He was willing to give Zhai Xing Lou the outer territory as a condition for protection.
Rather than believing in an assassin organization without a bottom line, it was better to believe in an old enemy.
He Chuan’s expression kept changing. The black energy was getting more and more as if he couldn’t hold on any longer. The Tower Master of Zhai Xing Lou, who was hiding in the dark, was delighted. He could eat heartily again.
