Chapter 6: The Valkyrie in the Mountains

The third eye between Li Boyang’s brows possessed the combined effects of clairvoyance and X-ray vision.

Therefore, despite the civet cat running at high speed, Li Boyang’s gaze was able to remain focused on it the entire time.

During this process, the civet cat seemed to notice Li Boyang’s prying, yet it had no intention of looking back.

Leaping over eaves, vaulting over fences, wading through muddy paths, entering the mountain forest...

The civet cat soon arrived at the depths of the mountain forest.

It was a straight mountain peak shrouded in clouds and mist, its height piercing the heavens.

And on the cliff face of that mountain peak, statues of ferocious and terrifying ghosts and gods were clearly visible, covering almost the entire cliff.

However, what truly drew the eye was the towering Mountain God Temple standing on the mountainside.

Even though it was dilapidated, even though it had not been cleaned for years...

That Mountain God Temple still presented a sense of grandeur; it was not hard to imagine how magnificent it must have been in its prime.

[There is a place like this nearby?]

Just as Li Boyang was puzzled, the civet cat had already climbed the mountain step by step along the ancient stone stairs, arriving at the entrance of the main hall of the Mountain God Temple.

"Sister, I’ve come to see you again."

Her figure expanded rapidly, and her claws and fangs were revealed.

In an instant, the civet cat transformed into an adult red leopard, with faint fire clouds emerging beneath its feet.

Creak...

Pushing open the temple doors, the first thing that came into view was that tall statue.

Unlike this dilapidated, old Mountain God Temple.

That huge statue was as clean as new, clearly tended to by someone year-round.

Furthermore, the appearance of this statue was different from typical Mountain Gods; it did not present a ferocious or imposing form.

It was a goddess whose brows radiated a sense of compassion.

She was seen holding a sword in her right hand and a book in her left, with a long dress covering her armor.

Viewed from afar, this statue enshrined on the altar possessed both the gentleness of a civil deity and the dominance of a martial god.

And at the feet of this goddess, a snarling red leopard mud sculpture was prostrate.

That mud sculpture was none other than the Mountain Ghost, Xi Luo, the Mountain God in charge of this forest.

"Mountain Ghost!"

"You are finally willing to show yourself!"

Just at this moment, a roar suddenly came from the forest below the Mountain God Temple.

The next second, a massive, strange-looking two-headed dragon-bird flew out from the forest.

It was a bird-like monster with two dragon heads and a pair of white fleshy wings spread wide.

The two dragon heads were intertwined, one spitting flames and the other spitting ice, its entire body exuding a bizarre and sinister aura of death.

"I have been looking for you for a long time!"

"As long as you hand over that woman's corpse, I will spare your life at my discretion!"

The two dragon heads spoke one after another, yet they displayed perfect tacit understanding.

Because they were originally a single twin-born deity, a god of disaster capable of bringing calamity and misfortune to the human world.

"Ruifu, you are too shameless!"

"If you hadn't knelt and begged bitterly back then, how could Sister have spared your life?"

"Now that Sister has fallen, you still want to desecrate her corpse; it is simply intolerable to heaven!"

Stepping on fire clouds as she rushed out of the Mountain God Temple, Xi Luo in her red leopard form appeared exceptionally furious.

"Fearing death and seeking survival is merely the instinct of all living things!"

"On the contrary, you are the degenerate one; you don't act like a proper Mountain God, but are willing to become someone else's pet!"

Her words revealed deep disdain; Ruifu truly looked down on Xi Luo.

Deities are existences that transcend all living beings, born unruly and untamed.

Even after being suppressed and sealed by that woman for a thousand years, with strength weakened to the extreme, Ruifu believed that he had never once submitted.

Looking at the civet cat opposite, who first stole his position as Mountain God and then willingly became that woman's pet, it was a total disgrace to the dignity of a deity.

"Enough talk!"

"I want to see if you still have the qualifications to boast after being sealed for a thousand years."

Riding the fire clouds to charge at Ruifu, Xi Luo displayed the ferocious side of her nature as a Mountain Ghost at this moment.

Claws and fangs exposed, flames soaring to the sky...

Under the cover of the fire clouds, Xi Luo’s figure approached Ruifu as swiftly as a ghost.

Seeing this, Ruifu likewise launched a counterattack while spitting flames and ice, not forgetting to mock his opponent with words.

"I may have been sealed for a thousand years, but what about you?"

"Since that woman died, no one has come to this Mountain God Temple for hundreds of years; how much power can you have left?"

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Boom! Boom! Boom!

A red leopard riding the clouds, a dragon-bird devouring ice and fire.

The battle between the two sides was grand and thrilling.

Even as a mere bystander, Li Boyang felt a sense of heart-pounding dread.

Since his transmigration and rebirth, this was the first time Li Boyang had witnessed such a battle between gods and monsters.

Due to the lack of a concrete reference standard, Li Boyang could only compare them to the modernized weapons of his past life.

The dragon-bird spitting ice and fire was clearly a strategic-level large-scale weapon of mass destruction.

Every time it spat flames and ice, it caused devastating destruction to the mountain forest for several kilometers around.

The rolling thick smoke and raging fire could be seen clearly even by ordinary people in the village.

In comparison, the red leopard stepping on fire clouds clearly followed the path of an "assassin."

Much like a special forces operative in modern warfare.

Although her destruction of the environment was not as great as that of the dragon-bird, every strike she made was inevitably a lethal blow.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

After just a few rounds of exchanges, several visible wounds appeared on the dragon-bird's body.

It was at this moment that the dragon-bird's size advantage became apparent.

Although those wounds looked terrifying, they could not cause any substantial, fatal damage to him.

Conversely, the red leopard did not dare to let the dragon-bird's attacks touch her.

After all, with her current physique, if she were hit by the dragon-bird's attack, she likely wouldn't even leave behind a complete corpse.

[Her margin for error is too low...]

As this thought flashed through his mind, Li Boyang understood the situation.

That dragon-bird could withstand countless failures without it affecting the outcome of the entire battle.

But if the red leopard failed even once, the battle would be over.

Li Boyang certainly did not want to watch Xi Luo die like this, so he had to find a way to lend her a hand.

[So what should I do?]

Thinking this, Li Boyang’s red hair began to emit real flames without him realizing it.

The red hair turned into fire, and those fragmented memories from the past surged into his mind once again.

After he was refined into a Sword Pellet by that strange old man, it seemed he had once fought to the death as well?

Although the memories of that battle were long since broken and tattered, the experience of that battle was deeply branded into the Sword Pellet.

—A divine being born with innate knowledge, a sword heart that is naturally clear.

In a trance, a layer of pale protective sword Qi emerged on the surface of Li Boyang’s body.

Sharp sword light was restless, just like the sword Qi from the day he slew the Earth-Mole.

[No, this is still far from enough...]

At this moment, Li Boyang was simply too far away from the battlefield.

Wanting to make that sword Qi travel over ten kilometers to kill the enemy was simply a fantasy.

[If the sword Qi isn't enough, then what about the Sword Pellet?]

Sinking his consciousness into his body, Li Boyang’s gaze lingered for a long time on the golden Sword Pellet in his dantian.

Li Boyang’s intuition told him that he was not without the means to interfere in that battle over ten kilometers away.

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