Chapter 710: Fighting over it

There was a real-time communication method between the Tiangong and the Emperor. Although the Demon Emperor had not yet arrived while the Ju Ju was wreaking havoc on Mount Xushan, the decree could be drafted first. Every word Bai Ziqi said carried a lot of information. National Master Qingyang digested it carefully, feeling not worried but happy.

Even if this was the Tiangong's territory, there were some methods that only a National Master could employ.

This was a great opportunity for her to perform meritorious service to atone for her crimes and strive for a sentence reduction.

Passing the exit of the Yang Palace, Bai Ziqi handed over a short pestle: "I only found your staff; the other magic tools are hidden in the warehouse."

National Master Qingyang took the short pestle and gave it a light shake, and it transformed into a six-foot-long staff, its surface wreathed in green light.

She had once possessed countless powerful magic tools, but they had all been handed over upon her imprisonment and stored in the Tiangong's warehouse, categorized by type. Bai Ziqi had come in a hurry and only found her staff.

"How could the Spirit-Gathering Array fail?" National Master Qingyang asked him, "The eye of the array was designed by the Heavenly Gods themselves. Before it was put into use in the past, it underwent countless tests; even we couldn't break it."

"Remember the star map in the eye of the array?" Bai Ziqi said while rushing, "I don't know what method the invaders used, but the Spider Immortal's remains ran out on their own."

"..." The remains ran away on their own? National Master Qingyang was one of the few people who knew the secret of the array eye. She pondered for a moment, "Did the invaders activate it as a Spider Immortal clone?"

"I think so too."

"Then it won't be able to move for long." National Master Qingyang immediately found the vital point, "Unless the spider demon's true self comes in person, the divine soul driving that immortal remains won't be strong enough."

Matching body and soul was one of the fundamental laws of cultivation. Zhu Xiuer using the method of soul division to drive her own immortal remains would certainly not last long.

"They can't afford to waste time." Turning around a wild peak, National Master Qingyang finally saw the rampaging Ju Ju.

"It's up to you." Bai Ziqi threw her a set of bow and arrows.

National Master Qingyang stood still and took a deep breath before drawing the longbow, but she didn't aim at the Ju Ju in the distance, but at the cloudy sky.

She murmured a prayer twice, and the arrowhead emitted a wisp of glowing green light.

At first it was faint, but later it became dazzling.

A trail of pale green mist also appeared on the arrow shaft, hazy as if a bird with only one leg was dancing around the arrow.

Bai Ziqi, watching from the side, knew this was the form of the Shangyang, which prayed for rain.

When this green light became as bright as a star, she let go. The arrow flew like a meteor into the clouds, immediately striking a patch of green light.

National Master Qingyang put away the bow and let out a long breath, her rosy complexion turning somewhat pale.

She hadn't used this technique for a long time. It must have been... hmm, sixty years.

The night sky was suddenly illuminated by several consecutive flashes of lightning, and it seemed as if a giant bird was dancing gracefully in the thick clouds.

Just three or five breaths later, a torrential rain poured down on the Mount Xushan territory!

This was the Beijia National Master mobilizing primordial power to command the heavenly rain to descend.

Of course, ordinary rain wouldn't require National Master Qingyang to expend so much effort. Every drop of rain falling here carried a bone-chilling cold, freezing into solid ice upon hitting mountain rocks.

But this kind of rain was harmless to living creatures like plants, insects, and beasts.

Clearly, National Master Qingyang had considered that this was the residence of the Heavenly Gods and a place visited by tourists all year round. If she made the plants wither and all living things die, it would be too unsightly afterward.

To put it bluntly, the target of the heavenly rain was only the Ju Ju rampaging on Mount Xushan.

At the same time, National Master Qingyang chanted clearly: "Bless the Tiangong, rain favors the divine multitude!"

When the heavenly rain fell, Tiangong disciples and guards who touched it would feel refreshed and clear-headed, their strength increased, and their fatigue and pain swept away.

With the help of the heavenly rain, National Master Qingyang temporarily allocated more primordial power to the Tiangong's divine multitude, increasing their combat power and boosting their morale, so they could better engage in a protracted war.

Although this battle was arduous, as long as it continued, it would be a case of one side waning while the other waxed. When the subsequent reinforcements arrived, the final victory would surely belong to the Tiangong!

As the torrential rain poured over it, the Ju Ju hissed, and a large cloud of white smoke rose. It couldn't help but let out a long howl.

It hurts!

The white smoke quickly spread into a thick fog, shrouding the entire valley.

The harmless rainwater was like sulfuric acid to the Ju Ju; every drop was excruciating pain.

Being repeatedly splashed with sulfuric acid—no one could stand it, but that was exactly what the Ju Ju was feeling now.

After National Master Qingyang's adjustment, this was an icy rain imbued with abundant primordial power. For a rock-fire monster that had been stripped of its mountain-marsh position, the damage was immense and pervasive.

As long as it was in the Mount Xushan territory, unless it hid underground, it couldn't be immune to the erosion of the icy rain.

The Ju Ju endured the torture to dig out the shrine, only to hear He Lingchuan's words transmitted through the fire-person clone: "Throw it into the magma pool, quick!"

Finally, he had dug this thing out, and He Lingchuan was extremely excited.

No matter how powerful the barrier on the shrine was, how long could it persist under the repeated grinding of earth fire? However, just as the Ju Ju was about to do so, the belly of the mountain at Zhimi Peak suddenly opened, and that Abyss-Sinking giant beast rushed out, slamming into its chest! With a muffled bang, it could be heard across all seven peaks.

The force of that blow was immense. The Ju Ju was knocked staggering, and the shrine flew out of its hand, bouncing back and forth between the peaks before getting stuck on a three-pronged rock.

The next second, the Abyss-Sinking beast opened its mouth wide to bite its neck.

The thick fog scattered, and almost no one noticed that a "rock" on the Ju Ju's back suddenly moved and sprang out in an instant.

This was Zhu Xiuer.

It had the ability of mimicry. When it retracted its claws and curled its body, it could disguise itself as one with the surrounding environment. Attached to the Ju Ju's back, it looked just like a scorched rock.

The divine multitude of the Star-Plucking Pavilion were all opposite the rock-fire monster, and few could see the Ju Ju's back. Thus, despite Zhu Xiuer's large size, it hadn't attracted the opponent's attention.

But when the Abyss-Sinking beast moved, it immediately felt something was wrong and jumped away quickly.

"Another beast of the Abyss?" Zhu Xiuer said in a low voice, "This is truly not a place to stay for long!"

As an ancient relic demon, it had dealt with Abyss-Sinking beasts before.

Although it had briefly restored its immortal demon body, it couldn't fight for long. Besides, the spiritual energy in the current environment was thin, and every bit of power used was a bit less that couldn't be recovered. Therefore, Zhu Xiuer acted even more cautiously than before, absolutely refusing to make a move unless necessary.

"When the Ju Ju caused trouble more than a decade ago, it didn't encounter these monsters. It seems the Tiangong learned from that year and prepared some backup plans." This also increased the difficulty of He Lingchuan's operation today, requiring him to act according to circumstances at every turn. "Quick, push the shrine into the magma pool."

The Ju Ju was being entangled by the Abyss-Sinking beast and couldn't spare a hand, so this task could only be done by Zhu Xiuer.

Zhu Xiuer jumped between the peaks with its eight long legs, more agile than an ape. It also had to keep an eye on everything to avoid being crushed by the two giant beasts fighting.

These two monsters were fighting fiercely, their roars shaking the sky. Several sharp peaks were knocked down on the spot, and mountain rocks were flying everywhere.

The creatures in the nearby mountains and forests had long since fled, and only the Tiangong guards were unlucky, with dozens being crushed to death.

Looking at the Abyss-Sinking beast at close range, this guy's body was extremely sturdy, its forelimbs longer than its hind limbs, with a broad chest and sunken back, very much like a combination of a violent ape and a Qilin. Therefore, its fighting style was also grabbing, slapping, scratching, and biting, and it could even wrestle with the Ju Ju.

Among the Abyss-Sinking beasts and demon puppets He Lingchuan had seen, this one had the most coordinated appearance and the most symmetrical physique, and clearly, its abilities were the most powerful. Otherwise, the Tiangong wouldn't have hidden it as a trump card to deal with the Ju Ju.

Compared to its size, the teeth in its mouth were too dense, with several rows inside and out. One bite on the Ju Ju could tear off a mouthful of fire rock.

The magma flowing out of the Ju Ju's wounds must have been very painful.

In the face of extreme power, divine abilities were not as useful.

In terms of size, the Abyss-Sinking beast was far inferior to the Ju Ju, but the green light around its body was conspicuous, which was very rich primordial power.

Relying on the amplification of primordial power, it could barely fight the Ju Ju to a draw.

He Lingchuan suddenly remembered Fang Canran's words: Mount Xushan had an extra ten thousand jin of raw meat consumption every month. It was either fake accounting or they were raising a big eater. Now it seemed the big eater was these Abyss-Sinking beasts.

What kind of eyesight did Zhu Xiuer have? After watching for a while, it said, "This Abyss-Sinking beast's fighting is too rigid; the fire monster is going to win."

This level of life-and-death struggle was a display of power, wisdom, and technique. Although the Abyss-Sinking beast was powerful, its mind was muddled, and it couldn't judge the timing of the battle. He Lingchuan saw with his own eyes that it missed several opportunities to counterattack the Ju Ju.

Brute force alone couldn't defeat the earth-fire giant monster in front of it.

Moreover, a creature's physical strength was ultimately limited, and the more violent it was, the more it overdrawn itself. In contrast, the Ju Ju was bound to excel in endurance.

And the Ju Ju was experienced in hundreds of battles, gradually figuring out its routine. With a back throw, it squeezed it against the mountain wall, and with a forceful twist of both hands, it directly tore off its entire arm!

The Abyss-Sinking beast let out a long hiss of pain.

Chief Envoy Du Yun in the Star-Plucking Pavilion had been closely watching the battle. Seeing the two giant creatures fighting more and more intensely, the Abyss-Sinking beast's four eyeballs were as blood-red as fresh blood, and the mist sprayed from its mouth and nose was purplish-red, which even the thick fog couldn't cover.

If they kept fighting like this, the Abyss-Sinking beast that the Tiangong had worked so hard to raise would be gone.

They raised the Abyss-Sinking beast not expecting it to fight the Ju Ju alone, but to delay time or cooperate with the Heavenly Gods and great demons to attack together.

Now letting it deal with the Ju Ju alone was indeed too difficult.

So Chief Envoy Du Yun sat down and took a deep breath, took the eternal lamp, and blew heavily toward the two beasts—

With a whoosh, the lamp flame turned into a golden light, piercing through the falling rocks like raindrops, carefully avoiding the raging flames around the Ju Ju, and then accurately drilling into the Abyss-Sinking beast's ears and nose.

At the same time, Chief Envoy Du Yun himself closed his eyes and entered meditation.

The Abyss-Sinking beast, which had just been held down by the Ju Ju and beaten violently, suddenly had a flash of light in its eyes, and its elbow struck back heavily.

At the same time, five-zhang-long hard spikes grew from its elbows, directly piercing into the Ju Ju's chest. The latter retreated in pain, and the Abyss-Sinking beast turned around and pounced, launching a counterattack.

Its movements, speed, and reactions were clearly different from before, as if the giant beast had suddenly opened its mind and gained a soul, no longer attacking by instinct.

At this time, Zhu Xiuer had already arrived at the shrine, and just as it was about to stretch out its leg, green light flashed on the mountain rock opposite, and two arrows suddenly flew over.

How long were the arrows? Compared to the spider demon's size, they were like a drop in the bucket. However, Zhu Xiuer sensed danger and shrank behind the rock in time. One arrow shot into the mountain wall, but the other still pierced its claw tip.

With a "whoosh," green fire ignited at the point of impact, immediately spreading to the entire mountain wall.

Happy holidays! Thanks to the tips from Ai Zuomeng de Hua, Uncle Bei Bei Bei, Crazy Big Peanut, Eat Full Sleep Full, Excitation Current, Riding Whale Back to Yujing, T_Kiwi, and other children.

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