56. Junxing Mountain · 6 · Struggling in vain
The mountain of flesh was a lifeless, ashen mass, as if forcibly pieced together from irregular pieces of rotting skin. On the exposed skin, on the shoulders, elbows, and other areas, thick, knot-like scabs had piled up. Although it was only viewed from afar, a closer look revealed that its surface was sticky and wet, like it was coated with a layer of cold, viscous, foul-smelling aphrodisiac.
With each breath, its body slightly expands, completely exposing the dense, porous tissue on its skin. Even the tumors and boils on its body are quite impressive, with each tumor estimated to be nearly two or three meters long.
Yan Youzu was very agitated, and the pent-up anger in his heart made it hard for him to breathe.
There was a high-quality inner core right in front of me.
However, under the rules of the secret realm, the supernatural powers of immortals are not restricted by barriers. Even if he set up a special absorption barrier in advance—"Forbidden Passage of Gods and Buddhas"—Tianmen Tongkuang could still cross the "Forbidden Passage of Gods and Buddhas" to suppress him.
There's nothing we can do; the rules were set by ourselves and the other five immortals, and it's too late to change them now.
Yan Youzu could only hope for that inner core, which was so close yet unattainable.
That fly, though its soul was chaotic, possessed a clear and tranquil inner core.
The fleshy sprouts on the mountain of flesh suddenly stretched out into arms, flying in unison towards Tangxi and He. They retracted after extending less than a hundred meters, as if blocked by some force, or as if they were powerless. After several attempts, Yan Youzu became increasingly anxious.
The cultivation within his body was still burning; that damned Vermilion Bird had actually left a backup plan.
Everyone noticed Yan Youzu's attention to Tang Xihe. Yan Youzu became visibly agitated, the strange smell emanating from him grew stronger, and smoke began to emanate from his body, leaking out in a puffing sound.
Tianmen Tongkuang used some unknown method, and the mountain of flesh emitted sharp screams, one after another, hundreds of voices screaming in unison, as if countless living beings were wailing.
The sound carried a sense of aggression, mixed with the voices of many monsters, making everyone dizzy and almost unable to fly.
This is not normal.
The longer you stay, the more dangerous it becomes.
Bei Chen urged, "You guys go first, I'll try to drag him away!"
"I'll help you!"
Tang Xichun was inherently warlike. He tossed the Junxingzi on his back to Zhang Benyi, drew his long sword, and followed Beichen away.
"Tangxi, where are we going..."
What Zhang Benyi wanted to say was, would they die here?
Without any hesitation, Tang Xi flew towards the edge of the territory. "Release the barrier. It's alright. Bei Chen and Xiao Chun are both martial arts types."
"It will be faster if you come and help."
"Okay, okay!"
For some reason, Zhang Benyi felt a little comforted. With one hand on his back and the other on Tang Xihe's shoulder, he said, "I may not be good at fighting, but I'm good at everything else!"
Behind him, the two martial arts students hovered near the mountain of flesh. Bei Chen summoned his mace, which was already eager to be used according to its new master's wishes. As soon as it was summoned, it eagerly crackled and struck a dozen small lightning bolts.
Since being given this mace by the White Tiger, it had never been used. Today was the first time he had used it, and he never expected it would be used to deal with such a huge monster.
Tianmen Tongkuang roared something outside the barrier, and the boils and abscesses on the mountain of flesh emitted a screaming sound similar to an old-fashioned kettle, rising and falling, which was both exciting and terrifying.
Bei Chen could no longer bear it, so he raised his mace, swung his arm, and delivered a powerful blow.
However, as Bei Chen's lightning-infused attack struck, the holes in the mountain of flesh were like mouths that had been starving for thousands of years, swallowing the sword attack imbued with spiritual power whole, then quickly closing, even emitting a soft, satisfied sucking sound. The sound of the wounds opening and closing could be heard hundreds of meters away.
Beichen's scalp was practically tingling with rage; ordinary attacks were completely ineffective against Roshan!
Beside him, Tang Xichun unleashed dozens of sharp sword strikes, each one precisely hitting the attacks of Bei Chen's entourage.
However, the mountain of flesh was almost unharmed, with only a few pieces of rotten flesh falling off unscathed.
Seeing this, Bei Chen composed himself, formed hand seals, and the mace flew in front of him, resonating with him.
The man and his weapon began to crackle and pop, surrounded by several tiny, silvery-green lightning bolts. Bei Chen's hair stood on end in an exaggerated, frizzy display, like a golden lion king who had used a hair-growth tonic; his brows were furrowed, and he spoke in a deep, focused voice.
"The immortals possess me, descend to assist me, their divine power is as lawful as the law, and I summon the Martial Melody."
Wuqu?
Tang Xichun had seen it. She had just entered the school not long ago and did not know to use spiritual energy to protect herself. She almost died from the pressure of Wuqu.
Now that she had experience, upon hearing Bei Chen's summons, Tang Xichun immediately activated her inner energy to protect herself, placing her hopes on Bei Chen's arrival.
Unexpectedly, before the sentence was finished, the ugly stick that Beichen had been holding in front of him paused for a moment, then burst out with even stronger lightning, which swirled with the pale blue spiritual energy, weaving into a magnificent emblem of the Big Dipper behind Beichen.
"May the immortals descend to aid us, their divine power as law, and may the Breaking Army be summoned!"
What?
Tang Xichun was taken aback and subconsciously moved away from Beichen. "Is it possible to summon two star lords at the same time?"
Beichen followed him and used a hand seal to answer.
As the words fell, the mace hummed, and a familiar, majestic, and vast power began to surge forth, gathering in wisps...
etc.
Bei Chen suddenly frowned.
No, this aura is indeed Wuqu and Pojun, but why is it so weak?
It was so close, yet it wouldn't fall.
"Buzz—"
A low, mournful cry rang out from his sea of consciousness. After a few streaks of lightning flashed across the mace in front of him, the light fragments shattered inch by inch and dimmed.
Bei Chen opened his eyes in astonishment, staring in disbelief at the rapidly dimming Thunder Mace.
This is a sign that the Star Lord has rejected you!
"What's wrong?"
Tang Xichun noticed that his expression was off and quickly stepped forward to ask, "Are you out of energy?"
Bei Chen exclaimed, "Wu Qu and Po Jun..."
Nobody can get in?
Bei Chen's companion turned deathly pale instantly, swaying precariously. Now he truly understood what it meant to be "utterly helpless."
"It's no use, don't invite them, they'll step on me."
While confronting the mountain of flesh, Tianmen Tongkuang still took the time to inform them, his tone slightly reproachful, "The barrier is special; I cannot enter, let alone your immortal abode."
Even immortals can't get in?
Bei Chen's eyes went black.
He had never imagined he would encounter such a powerless situation. The fist that could shatter the entire golden maze with a single blow was now probably struggling even to break a single boil.
The only one he could rely on, the Big Dipper Star Lord, could not be summoned by anyone at this moment, and his brute strength was simply no match for the mountain of flesh.
"Hey, what's the big deal!"
Tang Xichun brandished her long sword, "So be it, I have to do something. Cheer up, I'm off!"
Having said that, Tang Xichun picked up her longsword and went forward. She was of average strength but had a big temper. As she swung the longsword, she couldn't help but mutter a few curses.
"What the hell is this?!" Tang Xichun exclaimed angrily. "I'm going to be pickled! It stinks! It stinks! It stinks!"
While one side was in a chaotic battle, the other side was finding no solution to the spell.
Tang Xihe raised her hand and touched the barrier, her brows furrowed.
He was certain that the "reversal technique" he used was the same as the one he used when he entered, but the barrier was completely impenetrable and impossible to breach.
Helpless, Tang Xihe said again, "I can't break this part of the barrier if we go to another place."
"What's going on?" Zhang Benyi asked worriedly. He put Junxingzi into his storage ring, grabbed Tang Xihe with one hand, and reached for the barrier with the other. "You didn't misremember the spell, did you?"
"How could that be?" Tang Xi said. "I used it when I came in."
Zhang Benyi refused to believe in superstitions. He condensed spiritual power on his fingertips as he touched the barrier wall, but the more he tried, the colder his heart became.
"How could this be? How could the reversal spell strengthen the barrier?"
"Perhaps this area has been reinforced?"
Tang Xi encouraged her, "Don't be discouraged, try again."
"You'd better hurry," Zhang Benyi urged. "That mountain of flesh seems to be watching us the whole time?"
Tang Xi glanced back cautiously. "Does it want Junxingzi?"
"have no idea."
Zhang Benyi opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but he was afraid of affecting Tang Xihe's mood.
But he could definitely sense that Rou Shan seemed to care a lot about Tang Xi and...
"Be careful, we can't land," Tang Xihe said.
"Why?"
"It's mutating." Tang Xihe pointed to the ground. "The abscess has come to life."
Zhang Benyi stared in horror at his feet. At that moment, he was glad that his eyesight was poor and that his glasses had long since fallen off somewhere, so he couldn't see clearly at first.
On the ruined hill beneath our feet, there were indeed many pustules. Most of them had been shaken off, or perhaps Tianmen Tongkuang had done something to scatter these pustules all over the ground.
They moved slowly, like independent living things, occasionally oozing a murky, viscous liquid. The liquid dripped onto the ground with a sizzling sound, and the remnants and broken branches touched by the slime were quickly corroded. After being hit, the wounds opened slightly, as if searching for food.
They've evolved! These pustules are searching for food!
Wherever it went, there was only stench and festering sores!
"How are we supposed to fight like this! There are ghost immortals outside the barrier, and monsters inside!"
Zhang Benyi dared not let go any further, thankful that his storage ring had enough space so he didn't have to carry it around. He wished he could crawl into the storage ring himself, but he couldn't, so he could only helplessly close his eyes and shout, "Tang Xihe! Hurry! Find her quickly!"
"no way."
Tang Xi suddenly withdrew her hand as if deflated, her voice still so calm that Zhang Benyi could detect a hint of despair.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Benyi had a bad feeling.
"The barrier cannot be broken."
Tang Xi's tone was strangely calm, and Zhang Benyi couldn't see his expression. "I don't know what method he used, but the more he looked for weaknesses, the stronger the barrier's spell became, and he's still adding layers of spells."
"We can't search any further, or we can't break the barrier from the inside."
"ah!"
Zhang Benyi was so scared that snot was about to come out. "So we're going to die here today? If anyone's going to die, it'll die first! It stinks so bad, I can't stand it!"
Zhang Benyi's broken and spineless shouts clearly reached Tang Xichun's ears.
However, what followed was another somewhat unfamiliar voice, which resounded from the sea of consciousness.
"The Tang family's Soul-Severing Blade."
Tang Xichun was startled and stopped attacking, instantly flying far away.
Realizing who the voice belonged to, she suddenly looked up and met the pupils in the sky.
Did I hear that right? Are you calling on me?
Bei Chen turned around and looked at her, puzzled. "What?"
Tang Xichun hurriedly waved to Bei Chen, and her voice indeed rang out again from her sea of consciousness. "There are limitations here; I am willing but unable. Are you willing to accept my inheritance?"
"I can help you."
"ah?"
Tangxi thought, what's so great about inheriting something? So what? Is it all just a waste of effort like Beichen did?
Two immortal lords were summoned in succession, but both were blocked by the barrier. I must say, Yan Youzu, you're something else.
Tang Xichun cursed inwardly as Tianmen Tongkuang's voice rang out again.
"Although I cannot be summoned inside, you can harm it with the Soul-Severing Blade; that will suffice."
"You're just one step away. You need to be quicker in your judgment, more accurate in your strikes, and more unpredictable in your movements and footwork."
Am I that amazing?
Tang Xichun was somewhat tempted by the coaxing.
"Tangxi Chun?"
Bei Chen asked, puzzled, "Aren't you going to run?"
Tang Xichun pointed to the sky, "I heard an invitation from a ghost immortal."
What is it?
Bei Chen thought to himself that now was not the time to play around, and any change could be fatal.
However, it seems we won't be able to escape this barrier today.
Bei Chen glanced resignedly at the desolate surroundings. There was no trace of Junxing Mountain here; this was purgatory.
...Wait, why is there a skeleton fish in Purgatory?
It was flying straight in this direction.
Bei Chen was puzzled and stared intently at the scene.
On the skull fish, Gui Fang's purple robe fluttered wildly, and beside him stood a nine-headed octopus twice the height of Gui Fang, which had grown new heads that looked both familiar and strange.
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