Chapter 83 Chapter 83 The Eternal Night's Glimmer
The scene before them was terrifying. It turned out that everything that had just happened was a show controlled by Wu Jiang. They thought they had won by going all out, but in fact, they had only been dealing with a substitute created by Wu Jiang's magic wand.
It turns out that with her strength, she doesn't need to personally preside over the formation all the time.
As for where this scene came from... Wu Chan's heart suddenly sank, and she understood.
I'm afraid Wu Jiang has already noticed their little actions.
"Chan, I'm disappointed." There was even a hint of teasing in Wu Jiang's tone, like a cat playing with a mouse.
A faint light flashed in the eye sockets of the mask, and no one had time to react. Wu Chan and all the Wu clan members who had just taken action were frozen in place.
Wu Chan knew something was wrong, but she couldn't move.
The next moment, long and sharp bone blades broke through the soil and pierced upwards, passing through the hearts of the traitorous witches!
"Ah..." When Wu Chan opened her mouth, a large amount of blood flowed out from under the mask.
However, the Wu people's bodies are so strong that they can survive even if their hearts are pierced. They are fixed on the brink of life and death by Wu Jiang, and they just keep enduring the excruciating pain of the bone blades scraping their hearts.
This pain beyond the limit was even blocked by Wu Chan's brain at the first moment. After a few breaths, she felt the pain that seemed to crush her soul and heart sweeping through her body. She and her companions let out a shrill and distorted howl: "Ahhhh——!"
The cry that seemed to be squeezed out of the throat did not sound like a human voice at all, but like a dying beast. Moreover, it was muffled by the mask, making it even more distorted in an unspeakable way.
The others didn't know that the bone blade was still causing damage, but they could hear Wu Chan's continuous screams of pain.
The voice seemed to be torn apart, without even a space to accommodate any other emotion, whether it was anger, regret, or begging for mercy, there was only despair under the torture of physical pain.
With the cultivation and character of these witches, they were tortured to this extent. It is hard to imagine what kind of pain that is. This is entirely the punishment from Wu Jiang.
What made Bai Lu's back feel even colder was that all the other witches were still running the formation unconsciously amidst the painful howls, unaffected at all, like rows of puppets.
Wu Jiang calmly listened to the screams of the rebellious tribesmen, as if she was enjoying a piece of music.
Bai Lu could no longer hold back when the bone blade stabbed out. He wanted to rush forward to save Wu Chan, but after taking a step, the space under his feet seemed to change, and he was actually at the other end of the valley, far away from his other companions.
"To the Emperor!"
The weapon spirit moved in perfect tacit understanding towards the bone staff on the altar, trying to use the same trick again, but after taking a step it appeared in the Witch Clan Cemetery far away.
"Achao?" Bai Lu didn't know where Chao Tianzi had gone. She could only sense that he should be fine. However, Wu Jiang was too difficult to deal with and there was no way she could get close to him.
Others who were about to take action stopped doing anything rash after seeing this.
No need to think, this is Wu Jiang who is in control.
Huo Xuexiang also looked up. He wanted to grab Bai Lu at the moment when the space was distorted, but unlike before, he couldn't even feel the flow of energy, and he didn't even have time to react!
At this moment, a figure faster than the wind swept through the air and pounced towards Wu Jiang.
Bai Lu vaguely caught a glimpse of a figure, Qiongqi?
Qiongqi was raised by Wu Chan, and now he even dared to roar at the Great Wu.
Wu Jiang didn't even bother to look at Qiongqi before he fell from the sky. His wings were broken by an invisible force, and then his throat was pierced by a bone blade that pierced out of the ground, and he was also trapped on the brink of death.
Wu Chan's painful voice became more distorted for a moment.
Wu Jiang put his hands in his sleeves, looked down at the tiny cultivators who came from outside Lingshan, and said in a dead tone with a hint of smile: "Are you the ones Wu Chan asked for? You have practiced the art of returning souls well."
She clearly did not take this group of cultivators seriously. Perhaps Wu Chan and the others thought that the Soul Returning Technique was effective, but to her it was just a joke, just like these cultivators were just baits for her to lure out the traitors.
Wu Jiang looked at them one by one, but there were not many that caught her eye.
She also knew that in today's mortal world, humans were the dominant race, there were also a large number of water tribes and feather tribes, but the witch tribe was extremely small.
In the era when Wu Jiang lived, humans were no more than ants. After she woke up again, she thought that humans would be in power and would be very powerful, but it was not much better than before.
The Great Witch who had the highest fighting power in the Witch Clan in the past was extremely arrogant. She said with a hint of sarcasm: "The Water Clan, the Wood Clan... Ha, the Human Clan, the largest in number."
Based on Bai Lu's competitive experience in the world of immortal cultivation, this kind of moment would be the time for both sides to exchange harsh words before the match, but he was teleported to the other side of the valley in just one step.
Bai Lu looked at his companions from afar and felt a little surprised that no one responded with a harsh word. He hesitated for a moment and now had to take on the responsibility himself.
Bai Lu looked up at Wu Jiang and imitated her smile: "You have been surrounded by us, so surrender quickly."
Wu Jiang looked at Bai Lu in surprise and was almost amused by such outrageous words.
A... Wood Clan member of the Patrolling Sky Realm? Human?
He is not even the one with the highest cultivation among this group of monks.
"..." You Yue swallowed his saliva dryly. The reversal just now made people have a deeper understanding of the disparity in power between the two sides.
But he thought that maybe they didn't know Brother Bai well enough, and he didn't know what mood Brother Bai was in when he said such harsh words. He was too arrogant. This wasn't a test of strength in the mortal world!
However, this embarrassment only lasted for a moment. With the screams of Wu Chan and the others still echoing in their ears, You Yue and everyone else felt like fighting to the bitter end.
It’s already this time...
You Yue pointed at the witch and yelled, "That's right, Wu Jiang, right? Stop being so arrogant! We are here to kill you right now! Damn you!"
As soon as the word "grandfather" came out of his mouth, You Yue's body swung violently, and he didn't know where he fell. Just as he was about to float in the air, he was caught off guard and slammed heavily onto a rock!
He got up, opened his mouth and spat out a piece of internal organs, and said speechlessly: "...It's not like I started blowing it first."
I should have known that this ancient wizard who could create such a great formation that could reverse the rotation of the stars in the sky, how could he be sent away so easily.
But Wu Jiang looked at them like a cat playing with a mouse, and even put his hands behind his back, disdainful of personally taking action, "Let them out and play with them."
What's the meaning?
The next moment, dozens of witches turned around and stepped out of the formation, squatting at the same time and pressing their hands to the ground.
Tremor, the whole valley was shaking, as if unable to bear the weight, and then a huge winding crack appeared in the ground!
But this earth-shaking magic obviously would not affect the operation of the star array. Strands of starlight were still flowing regularly, as powerful as Wu Jiang's control over this space.
But the scene before them was so familiar, and the menacing force made everyone feel familiar.
In the illusion just now, Wu Jiang's substitute was summoned, and then many ghosts crawled out from the cracks in the ground.
However, this crack is extremely wide, which makes people wonder what kind of terrifying existence it will usher in...
The long and lingering cry was like a sigh from the depths of the sea, only it was even more desolate. Amid this terrifying cry, a huge creature flew out of the crack. The first thing that appeared in front of everyone was its jagged long horns, followed by its dry and huge head. Amid the ups and downs, its long body also appeared, spinning.
The dark flesh was shriveled and covered the white bones, and the outline of the bones underneath could be clearly seen. Four equally dry giant claws tread leisurely in the wind.
Everyone looked up in amazement.
Bai Lu blurted out: "A single-headed viper?"
Everyone: “???”
That's outrageous.
Bai Lu also reacted immediately, no, that's not right, vipers don't have horns.
Looking closely, although the skin and flesh look like dried meat, there seem to be traces of scales, and the curvature of the body...
Even with Bai Lu's knowledge, he couldn't believe it and opened his eyes wide, recognizing the name that represented the pinnacle of power in his mind: "Dragon?!"
This is actually the body of a dragon that had died long ago but was controlled and enslaved by the witch clan!
Who knows how many years it has been preserved. It reminds Bai Lu of Wu Chan saying that Wu Jiang's power in the past was even greater than that of dragons and phoenixes. At this moment, the dragon skeleton is in her hands, which gives her a deeper understanding of this.
The withered dragon flew straight towards Bai Lu who had spoken rudely. The witch clan who had released it upon order also jumped towards the monks on the other side of the valley.
Bai Lu had heard too many legends about dragons. When he came to the world of immortal cultivation and learned that dragons and phoenixes really existed here thousands of years ago, he felt regretful. Now, seeing the withered dragon appear before his eyes, he felt mixed emotions.
Not to mention the withered dragon coming in the clouds, with its cloak carrying rain, and even after its death it can still call for wind and rain. Its huge body is coming towards Bai Lu with decay and death, and ordinary people would probably lose their minds just by looking at it.
Bai Lu held the staff in his hand and leaped. A few vines supported his waist and swung him. He jumped up and landed on the dragon's head lightly, but he did not move. Instead, he continued to jump up and headed straight to the top of the mountain without stopping.
Just because a bright sword light came from behind the withered dragon, the sword light almost penetrated the sky. In the cold wind and heavy rain, Huo Xuexiang stepped into the air and drew his sword.
The sword breaks the withered dragon, and a long roar is heard!
The withered dragon, with its dead body of a hundred feet long, was rushing with murderous intent, but it was no match for the murderous intent of the Mokong Sword, and the two collided with each other with a loud bang.
When the sword light gradually weakened, the withered dragon was seen to be almost broken into two pieces, with only skin and flesh connected, but it was still swimming in the air.
On the other side, Chao Tianzi had rushed back and thrown his magic wand back into the mountain. Bai Lu held the magic wand and ran straight to the top of the mountain. Facing Wu Jiang on the other top of the mountain, they stared at each other from a distance.
Wu Jiang narrowed her eyes. This was something she had not expected. A mere cultivator in the Patrolling Heaven Realm would be the first one who dared to attack her directly.
Bai Lu's idea was very simple. At this time, there was no need to think about tactics. She should go straight to the point and focus more on the culprit, even if it was just to weaken him a little.
"It's a matter of reciprocity. You gave me a dragon, so I will give you one too." Bai Lu tapped the ground with his staff, and the grass and trees in the valley took off like a riot, gathering in the air and tumbling.
The brown branches are intertwined to form the dragon's skeleton, the leaves are stacked like scales, and the vines are flying like dragon whiskers. It turns out that a giant plant dragon exuding vitality is born!
The narrow valley battlefield actually accommodated two giant dragons at this moment. One was dead, with dry bones and skin, and the other was full of vitality, exuding the fragrance of plants and trees. They were completely opposite.
At this moment, at the bottom of the valley, there were circles and layers of witches standing silently, and the monks were fighting among them, fighting bloody battles.
Upwards, two wizards stood at both ends, confronting each other in the air. In the air, the body of a grass dragon took shape from a withered dragon. A sword cultivator appeared, holding a sword on the dragon's spine. The entire space seemed to have reached a dangerous balance between life and death for a moment.
The next moment, the green dragon took the lead in attacking, spun around and wrapped around the withered dragon, twisting it fiercely. At the same time, Huo Xuexiang swung out his second sword.
It seemed like an ordinary flash of sword light, but it caused the withered dragon's hundred-foot-long body, which was almost broken into two, to suddenly stop, and then break into pieces. For a moment, it seemed as if thousands of dead souls were howling.
The grass dragon, carrying the dead bones, continued to charge towards the witch.
In the swirling vegetation and skeletons, Wu Jiang seemed to be able to see the blue-eyed monk opposite him, as well as the sword light rising up...
"laugh."
Wu Jiang seemed to laugh.
The power of the Heavenly Stars and Earthly Networks gathered from the formation to her feet, and then rapidly spread out again, instantly enveloping the entire valley, and then... nothing changed, but it seemed as if everything had changed.
Huo Xuexiang keenly felt that his spiritual power stagnated and it was not flowing as naturally as usual, and the sword light also dimmed slightly.
“Zheng!”
The sword stopped before the invisible barrier.
The plants and trees that made up the dragon's body also lost all their strength in an instant, and collapsed, turning into flying flowers and leaves all over the sky. They fell down like heavy rain mixed with bones, and floated on the shoulders of the wooden witches.
Bai Lu also felt that the flow of spiritual power was somewhat subtle, as if... there seemed to be many more forks in the road!
"Puff!" Pei Zhaoting spat out a mouthful of blood and the formation plate cracked.
His formation plate was also deeply connected with the stars. At this moment, its operation was obstructed and it almost backfired. He suddenly understood something in his mind.
"What's going on? Is this some kind of formation?" You Yue also cursed.
No matter what technique was used, everyone felt the effect on themselves.
"Could it be that the formation has been completed?!" Ning Yanhu said in horror, so the skills are no longer as powerful as before.
It was not easy for them to deal with the ten Wu people, and it was even more difficult now. Fortunately, Cheng Yunjun was still there, and he was the least affected. After all, the Wood Clan had a long life span and could experience many changes in the weather.
The sky was dark and starless, with only the light of the formation. Bai Lu looked at Huo Xuexiang and said, "Master?"
Huo Xuexiang sensed the stars and said, "It should only change this part of the world."
Everyone felt a little relieved.
Wu Jiang smiled barely perceptibly.
The Great Wizard was a genius. In a short period of time, he concentrated the power of the formation in the valley, as if reversing the environment here to the ancient times.
At this moment, the monks' every move no longer followed the will of heaven. These foreign races were like entering a piece of amber that condensed tens of thousands of years of time.
But the foreign monks still don't seem to understand how...
After all, they really hadn’t seen the Wu Clan for many, many years, and they didn’t know that the Wu Clan once made all the other clans bow down to them.
All races were defeated by her, and the human race was not even qualified to be her opponent.
Wu Jiang said quietly, "I forgive your ignorance. If you leave Lingshan now, you still have a chance of survival. Otherwise, you can replace the dragon clan and become my spiritual pet."
Compared with these foreign cultivators, what she regretted more was that Wu Chan’s fellow tribesmen dared to betray her.
"Does the great witch know that if your formation is formed, the terrain of the mortal world will change, the sea water will flow back, and the underworld will also be integrated into the human world. Not only humans, but how many creatures will die?" Ning Yanhu dodged from the witch's magic and looked up to question.
This is what Bai Lu wanted to say, but she was in a hurry and had trouble organizing her words. She nodded when she heard it.
"I know." Wu Jiang's voice was as cold as ice. "The changes of vicissitudes are the upheavals of the world!"
As Wu Jiang's voice fell, Huo Xue looked up as if he had sensed something. The sky seemed to be peeling off like a huge curtain, and the power of the stars pressed down.
"Earth cover!"
Just as Bai Lu was about to move, there was a loud bang beneath her, and the entire mountain she was standing on rose up from the ground! The mountain was majestic, as if all the mountains in the world were gathered together.
Changing the clouds and rain, moving mountains and filling the sea, it's just like the ancient legends.
Towering mountains rose into the sky and white dew fell from the mountaintops. He mounted his broom and dodged between the collapsed rock walls.
Huo Xuexiang held the sword with both hands to resist the huge force on his body. He seemed to have noticed it, and looked back, his pupils shrank -
The shadow of the mountain peak loomed, and the towering rootless mountain seemed not like a single mountain but like all the mountains in the world, moving towards Bai Lu with unavoidable might.
Bai Lu flew on her broom, but she couldn't escape. Her figure was constantly teleported back to the bottom of the mountain by Wu Jiang. She could only watch the shadows coming towards her.
In the distance, the companions caught a glimpse of this scene and became extremely anxious.
With a wave of Bai Lu's staff, the shadow of Emperor Chao Tian pressed against the rock wall along with his vitality, and the green light slowed down the collapse of the mountain for a few breaths.
Wu Jiang snapped her fingers.
There was a loud "bang", and the rocks collapsed, the green light was submerged, and the white dew was pressed down by billions of tons of mountain!
"Sword cultivator, how is it?" The Great Wizard looked at Huo Xuexiang in the world, a faint light flashing.
The sound of falling rocks was still rumbling, but Huo Xuexiang closed his eyes, and wisdom came from silence. All the sounds were in his mind. Since spiritual power was difficult to access, there was no need to use it.
The stars and moon in ancient times are the people today.
Huo Xuexiang suddenly opened his eyes, and the spiritual power around him gathered on his sword rapidly like smoke and haze, and unexpectedly changed its mode of operation in an instant, with the sword tip swallowing up the starlight spiritual power like a whale drinking the sea.
Then, a sword cut through the sky!
The sword light went straight into the sky, and the clouds dispersed. At this time, the moon broke through the thick clouds, and the moonlight flowed down and fell on the sword, giving the sword a divine light.
Wu Jiang tried to transfer it to other dimensions but failed.
Wu Jiang knew from their previous tacit cooperation and addressing that the two were master and disciple - although for some reason, their approaches were very different.
But the sword cultivator was able to completely block out external interference and suddenly comprehend the astrological phenomenon at the moment. This was unexpected as he abandoned his disciple between life and death.
Wu Jiang felt quite strange and asked deliberately: "Do you still have the heart of Taoism?"
"Why doesn't it exist?" Huo Xue asked instead.
What?
Wu Jiang looked silently towards the opposite mountain.
Huo Xuexiang flicked his sword and a ray of sword energy flew out, knocking away a piece of rubble on the top of the mountain, revealing a new bud that was struggling to break through the ground.
The light of the crescent moon gently enveloped it, like a glimmer of light that lasted into the eternal night.
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