Chapter 828: Who did it...?
"Will this great immortal be coming back for dinner?"
Zhang Yibai stared at the statue silently.
The fear of the unknown gods and immortals was immediately greatly reduced.
However, the image moved again, but only the face regained its color and vitality.
Then, the 'Great Immortal' of the Song Dynasty said in a shrill voice, "This immortal is dealing with that black crocodile, but according to the rules, incense offerings can be eaten for free, and the Kunlun chief can save you. So, this immortal has taken pity on you and found an immortal who can handle this matter. You just need to prepare incense offerings, but don't neglect that person!"
After saying that, the image fell silent.
Zhang Yibai pointed at the statue, turned to Gu Chang and smiled, "Oh ho, you're quite principled."
“Ancestor, let’s not go against the principles of propriety…” Gu Chang lowered his voice, “Let’s be careful what we say, lest these immortals and gods think we are being disrespectful…”
He was both afraid of and in awe of these gods and immortals.
Even if he were an immortal from the Cangyun Realm, he would only show respect to the strong.
But now that he was under someone else's roof, he had to bow his head. He was afraid that if Zhang Yibai said something wrong, he would be slapped to death by some immortal god from another planet.
“The problem is huge.” Zhang Yibai, supporting a statue, was about to say something when the statue began to move.
The two hurriedly retreated.
A moment later, a creature that was equally dirty, wearing rock armor, and with a pine tree sticking out of its head, appeared to "come alive."
It was obvious that this immortal was of a higher level than the previous immortal, and his aura was more powerful. He had a plaque hanging at his waist with the words "Kunlun" written on it.
If I'm not mistaken, the person in front of me is the mountain god of Kunlun Mountain.
Even in the Cangyun Realm, a mountain god is still a minor god. The difference lies in the fact that the mountain god corresponding to the same mountain has different combat power. If it is a famous mountain, it will naturally enjoy more incense offerings, and its divine power may really be able to compete with demon immortals.
But this mountain god before us... is probably in jeopardy.
But this might be the strongest being that Nomatsu "Great Immortal" could contact.
"I am Kunlun Mountain God, Qing! I heard that the chief of Kunlun Mountain is in trouble, so I came to help!"
The newly appointed deities immediately introduced themselves.
Compared to the previous deity, the mountain god finally possessed some of the solemnity and majesty of an immortal, only shrouded in that gray aura, making him appear even more sinister.
Zhang Yibai immediately realized that this guy might be the enemy of the demon immortal, but rescuing Hua Jin Zhenren from that black crocodile would probably be a problem.
"Since you need my help, you should offer incense first."
Just as Zhang Yibai was thinking this, the mountain god stretched out his palm and spread it out in front of Zhang Yibai and Gu Chang.
His expression remained solemn, but the greed in his eyes was impossible to hide.
Zhang Yibai and Gu Chang also noticed that there was a familiar scent of incense on Ng Qing's body. It was the incense they had burned for "Ng Song the Immortal" before. In other words, Ng Song the Immortal might have given his incense to the Mountain God.
What a blatant exploitation!
Seeing this, Zhang Yibai lit the remaining incense and placed it in the incense burner of the mountain god, Nüqing. The pale smoke rose in wisps, but with Nüqing's breath, it took a detour in the sky and entered Nüqing's mouth and nose.
Noqing squinted and breathed heavily, looking completely blissful, just like a drug addict.
After absorbing all the incense offerings, the mountain god seemed finally satisfied, and a layer of pale golden incense smoke appeared on his originally gray body.
"Wrong! The taste of top-grade Celestial Essence is indeed pure!" Nōshō gave a thumbs up. "Having received offerings, one should protect them! You two juniors, come with me!"
Before he finished speaking, strange phenomena suddenly appeared in the Kunlun Mountains.
Boom—!
The great earth trembled, and the peaks shook.
The rock strata beneath Qing's feet surged like a tide, and his figure rose up amidst the tremors—the original Qing statue, which was larger than the rest of the statue, now stood as a colossus reaching to the sky. His rock armor gleamed with ancient patterns under the sunlight, and the ancient pine tree on his head stretched out in the wind, like a giant umbrella supporting the sky.
He reached down his fan-shaped giant palm, his fingertips carrying the misty mountain air, and gently gathered Zhang Yibai, Gu Changyi, and Wang Shouyi in his palm before placing them steadily in the groove of the rock on his shoulder.
The three of them felt the wind whistling past their ears.
The mountains beneath our feet are rapidly shrinking...
In the blink of an eye, it had already soared above the sea of clouds.
Looking up, one sees surging, boundless clouds; looking down, one can see the Kunlun Immortal Palace nestled among the peaks like a bright pearl, with the glazed tiles of the Lingxiao Palace shimmering faintly through the gaps in the clouds.
"When you reach the summit, you will see all the mountains below."
Fortunately, this is the true form of the Azure Dragon, while the Azure Dragon would have uprooted the Kunlun Mountains, which would have damaged the veins of the Azure Dragon. Moreover, the Kunlun Immortal Palace would probably not be able to withstand such torment.
"Youngster, what are you standing there for! Show me the way!"
The muffled, thunderous sound startled Zhang Yibai and Gu Chang from their daze.
He chuckled and said, "Could it be that my majestic true form has frightened you?"
Hehehe! Don't panic. Since you've offered incense to this god, I'll naturally handle your troubles. You're just a mere demon immortal...
"This god, cough cough, can easily bring your Kunlun chief back!"
Zhang Yibai & Gu Chang: "..."
Holy crap, I'm saying the most cowardly thing in the most authoritative tone...
Fortunately, the mountain god seemed to be acting normally.
It seems to be a particularly evil being, but its aura is rather strange.
Zhang Yibai calmed down and pointed out the direction for Ng Qing.
"Great Immortal, just keep heading north. If you see four pillars of spiritual energy rising into the sky, that means you've arrived at the right place. You should be able to hear the sounds of Master Hua Jin fighting with the crocodile."
Four pillars of spiritual energy?
Ngai squinted, a strange sense of foreboding rising in her heart.
…
As the god of Kunlun Mountain, Nōshō possesses supernatural powers within the mountain range.
He did not take heavy, cumbersome steps forward, but instead treaded on the mountain mist, his body connected to the 눓 energy of the entire mountain range. Each movement was like a slight pulsation of the mountain range along the 눓놂 line, yet the speed was astonishing.
The sea of clouds rushed past beside me, and the scenery below was just blurry patches of color.
After a while, a devastated landscape came into view.
The originally undulating mountains were ruthlessly eroded, and the dense ancient forests were scorched.
A deep, wide rift valley, hundreds of feet deep, is grotesquely torn apart, like a huge scar.
The air was filled with violent demonic energy, sharp sword energy, and a nauseating smell of burning.
The various auras mingled together, indicating that a fierce battle had taken place here long ago.
Zhang Yibai and Gu Chang's hearts sank instantly.
Given the brutality of the battlefield, Hua Jin Zhenren's situation is probably not optimistic.
“It’s right ahead!” Zhang Yibai pointed to a relatively intact high point on the edge of the rift valley.
Qing shrank his body, moving up and down three different heights, and lightly landed on that high ground with the three of them.
Hua Jin Zhenren was sitting cross-legged on a green mat.
Her face was pale, her breath was weak, and there was a faint spiritual energy around her, as if she was healing and recuperating.
"Your Excellency!" Wang Shouyi, who had come with Gu Changyi and Zhang Yibai, exclaimed and was about to step forward.
Zhang Yibai grabbed him, his brows furrowed.
He discovered that although Hua Jin Zhenren was injured, it didn't seem to have damaged her fundamental health. Moreover, her aura was subtly sublimating, more like she was undergoing a self-breakthrough than healing. Beside her was Chen Niu's corpse, now just a pile of white bones.
The demonic crocodile, which was expected to be entrenched and swaggering around here, was nowhere to be seen.
The sword energy left here is very familiar; it seems to be... Chen Huai'an's?
Is it true that the crocodile was driven away by Chen Huai'an?
"Don't go over there yet." Zhang Yibai patted Wang Shouyi on the shoulder: "The Venerable One is at a critical moment of breakthrough. If you go up now, you might disturb her."
Wang Shouyi nodded upon hearing this, but his gaze remained fixed on Hua Jin Zhenren, as if he wanted to stuff Hua Jin Zhenren into his eyes.
Speaking of which...
Zhang Yibai frowned.
This mountain god has been here for ages, why hasn't he made a sound at all?
He turned his head and looked.
There stood Qing, his face grim.
The four Demon-Sealing Towers were leaning precariously, with two of them even broken in the middle, the broken edges as smooth as a mirror, as if they had been instantly severed by some extremely terrifying force.
The light on the pillar dimmed completely, and the runes shattered.
The central area, which was originally locked down by them, now presents a kind of stable distortion, with wisps of chaotic demonic energy and spatial turbulence seeping out from it.
How do I play the Demon-Sealing Tower?
Zhang Yibai was puzzled.
The next second, the mountain god's body began to tremble uncontrollably.
He slowly raised his arm, which was wrapped in blue rock.
Whether it was suppressed fear or anger, Qing was merely pointing tremblingly at the four crooked demon-locking towers.
A low, heart-wrenching growl escaped his throat: "Who!? Who did this?!"
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