Chapter 117: Successive Battles

Yang Jian had no weapon in his hand, panicking to dodge.

The ghost general transformed from the heroic spirit of Wind Earl, perhaps fearing the light bursting from the Precious Lotus Lantern's bloom, paid no heed to Yang Chan and her Celestial Dog beside her, only relentlessly hacking at Yang Jian alone.

When the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade was swung, a translucent light shot out; where it landed on rocks, earth, and trees, it left a deep trench, or midair it would cleave trees in two.

"Second brother, this sword is a treasure!" Yang Chan exclaimed delightedly.

Yang Jian also showed a delighted expression, chanting the incantation, his body suddenly shrank to mouse size, landing on the hilt of the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade, and he swiftly charged at the ghost general.

The ghost general's hollow eyes were already lifeless; when Yang Jian shrank, he could no longer see him.

Holding the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade, he stood dazed in place, his voice muffled: "Where... went...?"

As his words fell, Yang Jian had already closed in; as he threw his punch, his body returned to normal size.

With just one punch, the ghost general was sent flying backward, and the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade in his hand also flew into midair.

Yang Jian leapt up and grabbed the hilt in one grasp.

At this moment, not only was Yang Jian on the screen astonished, the audience in the venue was also both surprised and delighted, never expecting Li Lianjie to cameo in such a role.

Having spoken, it had already dissipated into the air.

They all praised, "This scene is awesome!"

The audience in the venue was also seeing such a scene for the first time, after all, the live-action Ant-Man would not appear for another decade or so.

"Jiang Heng really knows martial arts; with just that move, you couldn't master it without several years of training!"

Looking again at the ground, only a full set of bright-as-new leaf-pattern golden linked armor remained.

Delighted, upon landing he couldn't help but flourish a sword flourish, the movement extremely suave.

The ghost general let out a chilling laugh: "I am but a fragment of the heroic spirit of Wind Earl, Grand Marshal under Xuanyuan Emperor; I linger here not to depart, seeking a master for this divine weapon, and now at last my wish is fulfilled!"

"Long weapons are truly cool!"

On the big screen, the tip of the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade in Yang Jian's hand was already pointing at the ghost general who had sat up.

"How could he cameo in this role, playing a ghost general!"

Someone said, "I thought he would cameo as a heavenly general from the Heavenly Court and duel with Director Jiang!"

"This must be the marvelous use of the Eighty-Nine Mystic Art!"

Having said that, his originally dark and ugly visage suddenly became full of heroic vigor, and lo and behold, it was Li Lianjie's face.

"This could also be considered a kind of inheritance; perhaps Director Jiang will be the next 'Kung Fu Emperor'!"

As the audience chatted, Yang Jian and Yang Chan had already left Xuanyuan Tomb, yet three female cameo roles appeared; the most charming said, "That ghost general's been knocked out; without him blocking us, we can just settle down here!"

Immediately turning into a translucent phantom floating midair, he said, "May you use this treasure to earn many merits and fame across the world!"

"This is too short, but addictive!"

"So awesome, how was it filmed!"

"I am a disciple of the True Person of Jade Summit from Jade Spring Mountain and Golden Rosy Cloud Cave, Yang Jian; today passing by Xuanyuan Tomb, I intended to pay respects to the Human Emperor's Mausoleum, with no intention of disturbance. But now I wish to borrow this weapon for a moment."

"Yang Jian also knows the Seventy-Two Transformations!"

"I think it's fine; whether wizards or demons, they won't easily come here, perfect for us sisters to settle down!"

"Yang Jian is really handsome!"

"You fox spirit, you just love handsome youths!"

Seeing this, the audience felt surprised and delighted again, especially those familiar with the original Investiture of the Gods, feeling a kind of "filling the plot hole" joy.

"This explains why the three demons appear at Xuanyuan Tomb!"

"Fox spirits love handsome youths, meaning Daji is seducing Bo Yikao!"

"Director Jiang put in so much effort!"

On the screen, Yang Jian and Yang Chan hurried along; under the moonlit, sparse stars, they reached the foot of Peach Mountain.

Suddenly seeing the boulders roll, they quickly formed a stone giant a hundred meters tall, made of stone blocks.

Its eyes were two large camellias, but compared to its huge stature they seemed rather small, looking somewhat comical.

What's more fun, this mountain god uses vines as long hair, making its head look lush green.

The audience couldn't help laughing, "This mountain god still has small eyes, wearing a green cuckold's hat!"

"It's also too ugly!"

"The special effects are too realistic!"

"Just looking at it is quite shocking!"

As the audience chatted, the stone blocks on the mountain god's mouth on the screen moved up and down, saying, "I am the mountain god of Peach Mountain; this place imprisons heavenly criminals; trespassers die!"

Yang Jian was a bit teary-eyed, "Mother, unfilial son Yang Jian, I've made you suffer!"

"You are that wicked son; then you shall die!"

After the mountain god spoke, its right fist condensed from stone came crashing; Yang Jian quickly brandished the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade, leapt into the air, and hacked at it.

Unexpectedly, before the blade even touched the fist, the stone-condensed fist exploded first, countless stone fragments raining down like hail toward Yang Jian.

Thereafter he swung the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade like a fan, creating a cylindrical "safe zone" amidst the "stone rain".

The audience watched this scene, all stunned, truly never expecting such a minor mountain god to have such a trick.

Yang Chan, protected by the Precious Lotus Lantern, was fine; the Celestial Dog roamed about, pondering where to bite.

Probably unwilling to chew stone, it merely whined lowly, not charging forward.

Seeing the mountain god's endless "stone rain", Yang Jian leapt up, hoping to jump behind it.

Unexpectedly, its left fist also moved, firing off red-glowing fire stones; both hands like wielding massive Gatling guns, "rat-a-tat-tat" blasting the airborne Yang Jian.

Yang Jian had no choice but to again swing the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade like a fan, soaring upward.

After passing through the clouds, then slowly descending, his form grew ever faster, the red light on his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade soon enveloping his whole body.

Upon contacting the incoming "stone rain", it was also bounced away by the light.

Yang Jian swung his three-pointed double-edged blade and cut down, directly smashing the hundred-meter-tall Mountain God of Peach Mountain into coarse stones and gravel, covering the ground.

"I didn't expect even a minor mountain god to be this troublesome!" Yang Jian sighed after landing.

But a muffled voice said: "I may hold a low rank, but that doesn't mean my abilities are small. In the past, the Heavenly Court had those with connections occupying the positions of proper gods, while those without connections toiled away doing odd jobs. Do you know why immortals are forbidden to marry and have children? Because once they do, they will inevitably receive a divine position.

"I've painstakingly cultivated for eight hundred years to become a mere mountain god, and you're only how old—what gives you the right?"

Yang Jian and his siblings stared in shock, turned their heads, and saw the scattered stones and gravel that had fallen to the ground gather together, forming a sand-stone figure about sixty or seventy meters tall, with a much more refined outline than before.

Before Yang Jian could react, the sand-stone figure lunged forward, swinging a fist larger than a cart and striking.

Yang Jian hastily swung his three-pointed double-edged blade, chopping with force, easily breaking through the outer layer, but his blade sank into the sand and stone.

"My quicksand can devour everything; your precious blade is nice—hand it over!"

(End of chapter)