Chapter 974
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Chapter 974: Descent of the Golden Immortal
As the words fell, the three silhouettes flashed and crashed into the blood-colored world.
As one of the silhouettes lightly raised their palm, a giant seal shot up into the sky, rapidly expanding until it covered the entire sky like a mountain shrouded in celestial mist, carrying terrifying power as it smashed down!
Boom–!!
The moment this giant seal struck, a thunderous explosion echoed through the clouds. Hundreds of corpse beasts were crushed into bloody mist, disappearing into the air before they could even cry out.
Simultaneously, the ground of Takamagahara violently shook, and dense cracks rapidly spread from the center of the seal, swallowing the surrounding palaces and temples.
In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth sank.
On another side, a silhouette like a swift swan charged alone into the roaring horde of corpse beasts. A Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, and from its wide sleeve flew out an ancient scroll.
With a light touch of their fingertip, the scroll hung in mid-air, quickly unfurling to reveal majestic mountains interwoven with rushing rivers, forming a magnificent and grand landscape. As a golden light bloomed, a terrifying suction force surged from the painting.
The tide of corpse beasts covering the broken ground was swept up into the sky like chickens, flying into that ancient scroll and vanishing without a trace.
After these two figures struck, the surging corpse beast horde was instantly torn open with hideous gaps. Those scattered throughout Takamagahara were rapidly eliminated, completely routed.
The earth rumbled as divine power swept through.
On the broken ground, Lin Qiye and his two companions sat in that tiny electric scooter, passing through the spells and corpse beasts filling the sky, their mouths agape in shock.
“These three are…” Wang Mian spoke dazedly.
Just as Lin Qiye was about to say something, in the distance, a figure wearing a cyan Taoist robe and holding a sword was walking through the dispersing corpse beast horde, approaching them.
Lu Wuwei immediately hit the brakes.
The Taoist stopped in front of the vehicle. A thread of sword light circled around, shredding all the roaring corpse beasts nearby into pieces. As blood rain scattered, his gaze fell on Lin Qiye as he slowly spoke:
“You are Lin Qiye?”
Lin Qiye was stunned.
“Yes, you are…”
“This poor Taoist is Yu Ding.” The Taoist made a gesture of greeting and said with a smile, “These years, my disciple has been in your care.”
Yu Ding?
The Yu Ding Zhenren of the Twelve Golden Immortals?
Information about what this name represented instantly flashed through Lin Qiye’s mind, his eyes filled with shock.
If the person before him was one of the Twelve Golden Immortals, then the identities of the other two figures were also clear… If Lin Qiye wasn’t mistaken, the one holding the Heaven-Turning Seal should be Guangcheng Zi of the Twelve Golden Immortals, and the one holding the Mountains and Rivers Scroll would be the legendary Taiyi Zhenren.
Yu Ding, Taiyi, Guangcheng Zi…
The Gods of Great Xia had indeed all returned from reincarnation!
However, why would they appear in Takamagahara?
“Your disciple?” Lin Qiye had just recovered from the shock of this person’s identity when he fell into confusion.
If he remembered correctly, wasn’t Yu Ding Zhenren’s disciple Yang Jian in mythology?
When had Yang Jian ever been in his care?
Seeing Lin Qiye’s confused expression, Yu Ding Zhenren smiled slightly, shook his head, and walked calmly past the electric scooter with his sword.
“Go on, the Heavenly Lord is waiting for you outside… Leave the rest to us.”
Yu Ding Zhenren’s figure disappeared from the trio’s view. Lu Wuwei raised an eyebrow, turned the handlebar again, and drove the scooter quickly along the bloody path Yu Ding Zhenren had carved, heading toward the broken Gateway.
Yu Ding Zhenren calmly passed through the continuously approaching corpse beasts. His sword trembled slightly, and a sword light that reached heaven and earth poured forth, blooming under the blood-colored sky.
In an instant, over a thousand corpse beasts within five kilometers before him were simultaneously cut in half!
Scattered flesh mixed with spraying blood rolled to the ground. He walked across the blood pools with his sword, yet neither his cyan Taoist robe nor the blade of his sword was stained with even a drop of blood.
Roar–!!
A deep roar came from ahead. Yu Ding Zhenren narrowed his eyes and looked up.
At the other end of the horizon, the corpse god born from within Susanoo stood on a small mountain made of piled divine corpses, roaring ferociously as terrifying waves of divine power spread madly outward.
Its hollow eyes stared fixedly at the tiny figure of Yu Ding Zhenren below, murderous intent evident.
Yu Ding Zhenren slowly came to a stop.
Thud!
With a muffled sound, the corpse god leaped from afar and crashed down before Yu Ding Zhenren. Its enormous body crushed the ground beneath like a small mountain, howling winds swept forth, blowing Yu Ding Zhenren’s black hair upward.
Phantom images of oceans gathered around him.
The corpse god opened its hideous mouth, seemingly about to roar again, but before its mouth could fully open, a sword light flashed past its body in an instant.
The corpse god’s voice cut off abruptly.
Its giant body froze on the ground, and after two seconds of stillness, a fine line of blood appeared, then its entire body slowly split in two along this blood line.
Its upper body crashed to the ground, raising clouds of dust. Yu Ding Zhenren walked out of the smoke with his sword, his eyes coldly sweeping over the corpse god’s body:
“A false god formed from filth dares to block my way?”
He snorted coldly, gripped his sword with one hand, and continued advancing deeper into Takamagahara.
…
“You know Yang Jian?” Wang Mian asked curiously from his seat.
“…No, I don’t.” Lin Qiye shook his head, completely confused. “I only saw him from afar in Cangnan when he killed an Outer God. I’ve never had any interaction with the Great Xia Gods…”
Except for Sun Wukong.
Lin Qiye thought to himself.
“How strange.” Wang Mian raised an eyebrow.
The electric scooter sped across the broken ground. Behind them, the three Golden Immortals had turned Takamagahara upside down. Without the interference of those corpse beasts, Lin Qiye and the others quickly rode through the Gateway.
Lin Qiye and Wang Mian got off Lu Wuwei’s scooter, finally freed from the cramped seats, and breathed a long sigh of relief.
“My order is complete now, you can return to Great Xia by yourselves?” Lu Wuwei said to them while fondly patting his electric scooter.
“Yes.” Both nodded simultaneously.
“Then I’m off. It’ll take quite some time to drive back. See you in Great Xia.”
Lu Wuwei waved, put on his helmet, and slowly disappeared at the end of the broken street riding his little electric scooter.
Lin Qiye and Wang Mian exchanged glances and smiled helplessly. One gray figure and one red figure walked side by side toward the distance.
