Atop the purple-eyed unicorn, a beautiful young woman sat alone. Her figure was perfectly proportioned, slender and graceful. Her shoulders were like those of a sculpted figure, her waist as slender as a silken thread. Her neck was long and elegant, her skin fair and radiant. She needed no adornment, no makeup. Her hair was piled high in a cloud-like bun, her eyebrows delicate and arched. Her lips were bright red, her teeth white and gleaming, her eyes bright and expressive, her dimples charming. Her beauty was exquisite, her demeanor serene and composed. Truly, her eyebrows were like spring mountains, her eyes like autumn waters, her skin like ice and jade, like a fairy from the heavens. This stunning beauty was none other than Deng Chanyu, who had rushed back from Tianmen Mountain after receiving a letter from her father, Deng Jiugong.
In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Deng Chanyu rode the Purple-Eyed Unicorn to the foot of Yanshan Mountain. Along the way, the immense primordial aura emanating from the Purple-Eyed Unicorn startled celestial birds and beasts within a radius of dozens of miles, causing them to fly in all directions. Suddenly, the Purple-Eyed Unicorn abruptly stopped, halting its advance, roaring and howling, its eyes shooting out a foot-long, bewitching purple light.
Deng Chanyu's heart stirred, and she asked in a delicate voice, "Which fellow Daoist is here, and why are you blocking my way?"
Just as Deng Chanyu finished speaking, a series of strange cackling laughter rang out: "I wondered what this thing was that had such power. It turns out to be a primordial beast. Oh, and it even comes with a beautiful little wench."
Deng Chanyu's phoenix eyes widened as she stared intently. She saw a black cloud, about ten feet in diameter, drifting down from the top of Yanshan Mountain and arriving ten feet in front of her in the blink of an eye.
As soon as the dark clouds drifted in, a chilling wind arose, and black mist filled the air, obscuring the sun and moon. Deng Chanyu frowned slightly, her jade-like hands forming a delicate gesture, and a burst of five-colored light emanated from her fingertips, instantly engulfing her body. From within the five-colored light, Deng Chanyu's soft voice rang out: "I wonder which immortal mountain you four fellow Daoists are cultivating on, and why you are blocking my way?"
A series of strange cackling sounds rang out, and a burly, three-eyed, blue-faced man with red hair and fangs spoke: "We are the Four Gods of Nine Dragons Island: Lü Yue, Zhou Xin, Yang Wenhui, and Zhu Tianlin. We, the four brothers, heard that the immortals of the Chan Sect were massacring our Jie Sect disciples. We were invited by Grand Tutor Wen Zhong of the Great Shang Dynasty to assist General Deng Jiugong of the Three Mountains Pass. However, upon reaching Yanshan, we suddenly sensed an immense aura, so we descended from the clouds…" He then let out two more cackling laughs and said sinisterly, "Little wench, if you know what's good for you, leave the primordial beast, the Purple-Eyed Unicorn, and we four brothers will spare your life. Otherwise…"
[5 The End of the Primordial Era: The Consecration of Gods]
Chapter 158, Section 138: Tu Xingsun Saves the Beauty; The Power of the Five-Colored Stone
It is said that Xiao Sheng, who was in the early stage of Quasi-Saint, was killed by Chi and Puxian Zhenren. Chi and Puxian Zhenren were also killed and injured by Xiao Sheng's last desperate attempt. Chi's physical body was destroyed, and only a trace of his true spirit was swept up by the Yin-Yang Mirror and flew straight to the chaos outside the Thirty-Three Heavens. Puxian Zhenren was also seriously injured and flew away with the light.
Deng Jiugong's daughter, Deng Chanyu, received a letter from her father and hurriedly headed towards Sanshan Pass. However, she encountered the Four Gods of Jiulong Island on the way, and Deng Chanyu was immediately...
Zhou Xin smiled lewdly, his lustful green beady eyes staring intently at Deng Chanyu's proud breasts, while a stream of pale white liquid dripped from the corner of his mouth, wetting the ground.
Seeing the four men's rudeness, Deng Chanyu was furious and shouted, "How dare you! I am Deng Chanyu, the daughter of Deng Jiugong, the garrison commander of Sanshan Pass. How dare you insult me like this? I will tell my father and have you all killed!"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Tianlin's eyes flashed with a divine light. He glanced at the three elder brothers, nodded slightly, and said with a smile, "Oh, Deng Chanyu, daughter of Deng Jiugong. I'm sorry, fellow Daoist, we four didn't know she was the daughter of an old friend. Please forgive our rudeness." As he spoke, he shouted in a deep voice, "Three elder brothers, why don't you make a move?" With that, he shook the Confusion Sword in his hand, and immediately a cloud of gray-black smoke surged from the sword and floated straight towards Deng Chanyu.
The Coma Sword can emit a dark mist that weakens the spirit of those struck, leaving them listless and drowsy.
With a beastly roar, Lü Yue revealed his three-armed form, holding the Heavenly Seal, the Plague Bell, and the Plague Seal respectively. The Heavenly Seal flew out of his hand, transforming into a hundred-zhang-tall mountain that crashed directly towards Deng Chanyu's crown. A muffled bell tolled, and the Plague Bell, now about ten zhang in size, emitted a hundred-zhang-tall gray-black light that enveloped Deng Chanyu. The Plague Seal floated in the sky after leaving his hand, shooting down seven beams of dark light as thick as water buckets, which attacked Deng Chanyu's delicate body.
Zhou Xin chuckled sinisterly, his left hand pointing at the Plague Sword, which suddenly unleashed a black light over ten feet long and pierced straight towards Deng Chanyu's chest. His right hand's five fingers were slightly bent, and a wisp of gray-black energy churned in his palm. With a gentle push of his right hand, a black light flashed, and a needle-shaped magic weapon shot straight towards Deng Chanyu's crown chakra—Zhou Xin's magic weapon, the Headache Hairpin.
Yang Wenhui flashed and flew behind Deng Chanyu, a soft whip appearing in his hand—the Plague-Dispelling Whip.
Seeing Zhu Tianlin's excuse, Deng Chanyu's face lit up with joy. She was about to say a few polite words when, before she could reply, three of the four gods of Nine Dragons Island attacked her, each wielding their magical weapons. It seemed they intended to kill her. Recalling Zhou Xin's lecherous eyes, she suddenly imagined herself being captured and violated by the four. Terrified, her jade-like face turned deathly pale, and her lips turned purplish-black. Her mind raced, and she gave a bitter laugh. She patted the Purple-Eyed Unicorn she was riding and whispered, "Purple-Eyed, return quickly and let my teacher avenge me." As she spoke, she raised her delicate hand, and with three soft "swish" sounds, three five-colored beams of light flashed, heading towards Lü Yuetian's head, Zhou Xin's chest, and Zhu Tianlin's back, respectively.
The purple-eyed unicorn looked at Deng Chanyu with lingering reluctance before transforming into a streak of purple light and disappearing into the distance.
Seeing a flash of five-colored light, Lü Yue immediately formed a hand seal with his left hand, hastily recalling the Plague Bell. His right hand, wielding the Heavenly Seal, emitted a hundred-foot-long black light, directly striking the five-colored light. With a loud bang, Lü Yue was thrown back several feet, his right hand holding the Heavenly Seal trembling and going numb, almost losing his grip. Looking around, Lü Yue saw a pebble emitting five-colored light spinning in the air, suddenly turning and veering towards Lü Yue's crown chakra again.
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