Chapter 909: Slaying Monsters

What the hell is this!

In the north, Lao Tie anxiously patted the constantly sprouting black mandrake flowers on his body.

Outside the city, black mandrake flowers grew lush and dense across the hills, while countless thumb-sized red little people jumped about, cheered, and played all kinds of strange instruments.

Inside the city, the ordinary Sui Chao border troops had already withdrawn, leaving only countless giant god warriors unaffected by the music stationed there.

Hundreds of thousands of Wu tribe youths formed a battle array, under the command of hundreds of Wu Elders, their hundreds of thousands of souls linked together, forming an extraordinarily powerful soul amalgam, barely resisting the little ones' brain‑washing demonic sound.

These days, after the Sui Chao border troops retreated, in this nearby military city even mice, cockroaches and the like all died violently from the frantic playing of those little people, their bodies convulsing in spasms.

That demonic sound, well, it's not all bad—there are still ways to resist it.

But the inexplicable black mandrake flowers that constantly sprout from one's pores make even Lao Tie feel creeped out.

Strangely, as soon as these black flowers grow on one's body, one will fart, leak urine, vomit, cramp, and even drinking cool water can make one choke and cough up blood.

All kinds of misfortunes kept happening; even the Wu tribe youths who formed the Wu array would inexplicably fall victim.

While Lao Tie was complaining, inside the city's battle formation a Wu tribe youth suddenly sprouted a black mandrake flower from his nostril; he slapped it apart with a palm, then sneezed violently.

With a single sneeze, blood gushed like a spring from both nostrils, accompanied by a faint fishy smell; the blood water mixed with clear, viscous fluid, and even this Wu tribe youth's cerebrospinal fluid sprayed out.

In just a breath, sixty percent of his inner blood spurted out, and his cerebrospinal fluid nearly ran dry.

That Wu tribe youth then collapsed face‑up.

Two giant god warriors hurried over, practiced in lifting him, their feet spurting crimson firelight as they swiftly carried him to the rear supply camp thirty thousand li away.

"Little Tie, if we don't think of a solution soon, we might not be able to hold on much longer."

Lao Tie gazed with a worried, grim expression at the Five Elements Daoist and Yin Yang Daoist standing beside him.

The Five Elements Daoist and Yin Yang Daoist remained silent; among their three avatars, the Canghai Daoist, whose cultivation was the strongest, also wore a grim face and could not utter a word.

Outside the city lies the most unfathomable anomaly of the northern monster realm, rumored to have formed when a Buddha statue from the Red Lotus Temple underwent a strange transformation.

This monster is called the Black Flower Reincarnation Buddha; its true form is a Buddha enshrined in the Red Lotus Temple, said to have been a supreme power that guarded reincarnation in primordial mythic times. Later, for unknown reasons, this wooden Buddha statue somehow gained sentience and underwent an unfathomable change.

Inside the Red Lotus Temple, among countless Buddha statues, one wooden image is missing, while in the northern monster realm there is now an extra monster.

Previously, Wu Tie relied on the Primordial Divine Bell and the Great Dao Forge to gravely wound two attacking monsters, but he had no means whatsoever against this Black Flower Reincarnation Buddha outside the city; even with his abilities, he could not locate its true form, let alone attack it.

A clear "ding, ding-ding" impact sound rang out.

Amid the vast hills of black mandrake flowers, a strange sedan chair slowly approached.

Those carrying the sedan chair were not people, but four-sided mirrors!

Lao Tie widened his eyes.

The Canghai Daoist, Five Elements Daoist, and Yin Yang Daoist all widened their eyes.

Several Wu Elders standing on the city walls also wore a strange look as they gazed at the sedan chair draped in red and decorated like a bridal palanquin.

The four-sided mirrors consisted of a crystal round mirror, a bronze elliptical mirror, a begonia‑shaped glass mirror, and an octagonal brass mirror. Standing about a zhang tall, the mirror bodies grew a pair of arms and legs, swaying as they carried the sedan chair toward the military city.

"Yo, who's beating drums and gongs here, making a ruckus?" a coquettish, strange laugh came from within the mirrors.

Afterward, the sedan chair stopped twenty li from the city, its curtain flung open, and a bronze great square mirror suffused with a faint, translucent black aura and a bluish‑black hue shot out from inside.

While inside the sedan chair, this great square mirror was only a few feet tall, but once outside it suddenly expanded to several dozen zhang in size.

The mirror's surface, exuding a chilling Cold Qi, sprayed dozens of strands of mysterious light, and Lao Tie and the others suddenly saw their own reflections flash across it.

"Uh… be careful!" The several Wu Elders versed in witchcraft swiftly laid dozens of layers of protective witchcraft spells on themselves, and just as they spoke to warn Lao Tie and the others, an unnamed attack struck silently.

The Canghai Daoist, Five Elements Daoist, and Yin Yang Daoist grunted; their flesh and blood turned into a wisp of green smoke that drifted away, leaving only skeletons of varying hues wrapped around their viscera, drenched in blood yet somehow still standing upright.

Lao Tie, however, cursed aloud; his limbs snapped off with a crack, and then a blood line slowly appeared from left to right across his neck, gradually cutting into it.

Blood spurted forth, and it seemed Lao Tie was about to be beheaded by the invisible attack.

Lao Tie let out a long whistle, and a suit of jet‑black armor appeared on his body; the innate yin and yang qi on the armor surged skyward, swirling around him in a sudden spin.

Amidst a tearing sound, the limbs that had just fallen off snapped back into place; Lao Tie's essence‑blood qi surged, and the severed limbs quickly reattached to his body. Yet near the wound a strange, inexplicable force hindered him; despite his utmost effort, the wound kept healing only to reappear.

Meanwhile, on Lao Tie's neck, blood gushed ever more fiercely, soon spraying like a fountain across the ground.

The large bluish‑black bronze great square mirror gleefully bounced among the black mandrake flowers, continually emitting a coquettish howl: "Severed, severed, hee‑hee, it's about to be severed!"

In the black mandrake flower thickets outside the city, countless thumb‑sized blood‑red little people simultaneously put down their weapons, hands on hips, joyfully bouncing while shouting in unison: "Severed, severed, hee‑hee, it's about to be severed!"

Lao Tie's eyes bulged; vexed and enraged, he stared at the strange entities outside the city.

He roared from his throat, unwilling to accept defeat: "Back in my prime, you idiots… I could kill a hundred of you with a single finger!"

The countless blood‑red little people stared blankly, then clapped and cheered in unison, bouncing ever more gleefully.

"Hero, don't mention past bravery… fallen, a hero is no better than a dog!"

The countless blood‑red little people cheered, leapt, and loudly shouted the taunts that made Lao Tie seethe; then they picked up their instruments and continued to play merrily.

Just then, the bodies of the Canghai Daoist, Five Elements Daoist, and Yin Yang Daoist twitched simultaneously.

An extremely subtle qi continually poured into them from the void in all directions.

Their eyes shone, and then they burst into laughter together.

It was a great joy, a great delight, like an old farmer seeing tender green shoots sprout in his field, like a peasant woman witnessing a silkworm break free from its tiny egg, or like an old monk who had finished a withered‑dry meditation retreat suddenly stepping out of his self‑imposed prison to see the hills covered in trees budding fresh shoots.

Life, emotion, transcendence—then boundless joy and ease.

The three corpse avatars of Wu Tie simultaneously raised their heads and cried: "My Way is accomplished!"

The Five Elements Daoist's crown burst with five‑colored divine light, spanning a hundred li in width and reaching tens of thousands of li high, shooting up to the heavens and pressing down to the netherworld. In the next instant, the five‑colored light converged inward, as boundless heavenly‑earth primordial energy surged in, and five five‑colored Dao Imprint Seals coalesced with a boom.

The Yin Yang Daoist smiled faintly, clasped his hands and sighed softly: "The Yin Yang Way—among all things in heaven and earth, what is not distinguished by yin and yang?"

Compared to the most basic, fundamental Five Elements Dao, the Yin Yang Dao is more profound, more marvelous, and encompasses a broader scope.

Black and white qi erupted from the Yin Yang Daoist's crown; then the black and white separated, two Dao Imprint Seals spinning and hovering above his head. The two seals lightly collided with a crack, giving birth to a ferocious thunder, after which a Thunder Dao Imprint Seal coalesced.

The Thunder Dao Imprint Seal frenetically struck outward; the black and white seals whirled around it, causing ripples in the void, where traces of temporal aura appeared in the spatial ripples, and then spatial and temporal Dao Imprint Seals likewise emerged above the Yin Yang Daoist's head.

The Canghai Daoist bowed to the Yin Yang Daoist and Five Elements Daoist: "Congratulations, congratulations."

The Yin Yang Daoist and Five Elements Daoist laughed together: "Shared joy, shared joy."

The Canghai Daoist smiled faintly, and 108 Canghai Divine Pearls leapt out, swirling around him in a spiral; amidst the surging spiritual light, the Canghai Divine Pearls quietly returned to his body.

With the aid of the Canghai Divine Pearl's World Power, he concealed the phenomenon of his own Dao Seal condensation.

He cultivates World Power, which is the most inclusive and vast; Yin-Yang, Thunder, Space, Time, and the Five Elements—altogether ten Dao Seals condense, each indistinguishable from the Dao Seal condensed by Wu Tie's true self.

Outside the city, that Bronze Great Square Mirror, together with countless blood-colored little figures, were simultaneously stunned.

They raised their heads, gazing at the Canghai Daoist, Yin-Yang Daoist, and Five Elements Daoist standing atop the city wall; the Bronze Great Square Mirror emitted a sharp whistle, then darted back toward the sedan chair it had come from.

The Five Elements Daoist laughed loudly: 'If we still let you escape now, do we still have any face?'

He rubbed his hands together; the Five Elements Daoist's ten fingers flicked forward, instantly shooting countless ultrafine five-colored light needles that pierced the void with a shrill screech, ruthlessly puncturing an intact space until it looked worse than a sieve.

The Great Five Elements Annihilation Divine Light is one of the few superhuman divine abilities of the Five Elements Great Dao from the primordial mythic era; anyone or anything within the Five Elements who fails to transcend the Five Elements and escape the Three Realms is utterly subdued by it.

Even if one surpasses the Five Elements, exits the Three Realms, and transcends the mortal realm as an exalted adept, the Great Five Elements Annihilation Divine Light still possesses tremendous lethal power against them.

That Bronze Great Square Mirror ahead—its true form is merely a great bronze mirror; though he is an extraordinarily evil monster venerable, he could not break free from the Five Elements' constraints. His greatest mistake was exposing himself directly before the Five Elements Daoist from a mere twenty li away.

Countless five-colored light rays tore through the void, wildly assaulting.

The Bronze Great Square Mirror couldn't even utter a despairing wail before its surface was pierced with countless holes.

With a 'crack,' the Bronze Great Square Mirror, together with its sedan chair and the four little monsters carrying it, all vanished amidst the sky-filling five-colored light.

The void trembled violently.

A monster venerable was outright slain by the Five Elements Daoist's divine ability, and a beam of light tens of thousands of li in diameter was about to surge up from the ground.

The Five Elements Daoist laughed loudly; his five-colored divine light swept up, gathering all the residual qi left by the fallen Bronze Great Square Mirror.

After the Five Elements Daoist's breakthrough, his aura originally plummeted severely.

Condensing Dao Seals consumes essence, energy, and spirit to a terrifying degree, but having received the Bronze Great Square Mirror's entire cultivation as replenishment, the Five Elements Daoist's aura quickly stabilized. Though considerably weaker than before, at least that floating sensation vanished completely.

Countless black mandrakes swayed in the wind, and countless blood-colored little figures standing in the flower stamens stared dumbfounded at the city wall.

The Canghai Daoist stepped forward, pointed with his hand, and this time only a single Canghai Divine Pearl sprayed out.

The Canghai Divine Pearl emitted a azure water light, shimmering ripples, illuminating the heavens.

Countless black mandrakes dissolved with the wind, turning into wisps of black smoke that drifted away; those blood-colored little figures emitted earth-shattering screams, each exploding as the black mandrakes vanished.

A low, cold snort echoed from afar, as if the vast expanse of hundreds of thousands of li of mountains and fields ahead had twitched slightly.

A tremendous backlash force slammed heavily into the World Power released by the Canghai Divine Pearl; the Canghai Daoist's body shuddered violently, and he said in a deep voice: 'Please assist me, both of you… this Black Flower Samsara Buddha's cultivation far surpasses ours.'

The Five Elements Daoist and Yin-Yang Daoist nodded and smiled simultaneously; the Five Elements Daoist's five-colored divine light swept forward from behind him, covering the sky and earth, while the Yin-Yang Daoist's yin-yang qi atop his head surged forth like two soaring dragons.

The Canghai Daoist, no longer holding back, once again sacrificed all 108 Canghai Divine Pearls.

The Wu Tribe Elders atop the city wall had already understood what had happened—the precious gem of their generation, the little brat named Wu Tie, had evidently accomplished what countless Wu Tribe ancestors could not.

Venerable Rank!

Surely it is Venerable Rank!

'Marvelous!' each Wu Tribe Elder's wrinkled old face broke into smiles like blooming chrysanthemums; they shouted in unison, and the vast Wu Formation within the city instantly operated at full power.

A Wu Tribe Elder versed in Wu Spells gave a soft shout; taking himself as the core, he drew upon the immense Wu Power gathered from hundreds of thousands of Wu Tribe youths, and lightly slapped his palm onto the Canghai Daoist's back.

As Wu Tie's Three Corpses Clone, the Canghai Daoist naturally knew the Wu Tribe's secret arts well; he immediately guided this tremendous force, merging it into the Great Dao Seal Imprint within his body.

After the empowerment of the Great Dao Seal Imprint, an intangible, sinister, vicious, dark, and extremely vicious Wu Spell erupted.

Earlier, the Black Flower Samsara Buddha had inflicted many casualties upon the Wu Tribe youths; this is the inexorable karmic entanglement in the dark.

The Wu Tribe's Wu Spells are most capable of killing according to karma.

This curse swept forth; ahead, ten thousand li away, a great mountain suddenly collapsed soundlessly, and a wooden Buddha statue about a chi tall was exposed from the collapsed mountain mass.

The 108 Canghai Divine Pearls fell in a line; with a booming 'bang,' the wooden Buddha statue's true form was not particularly sturdy, and it was shattered to pieces by a single strike.