Chapter 869: Zhao Gongming, Fallen!

"Junior brother, what is this? And this Daoist..."

Juliusun looked at Lu Ya with suspicion.

Randeng Daoren had a sense of familiarity, and coupled with the other's inexplicable aura, which even he could not fully fathom, it seemed he must be an old friend from the Zixiao Palace of the past.

The three thousand guests who listened to the Dao in Zixiao Palace back then were not all still stuck at the Great Luo Golden Immortal level.

Jiang Ziya introduced excitedly: "Teacher Randeng, fellow senior brothers, this is Senior Lu Ya, who has come specifically to help us destroy the Shang. I am following Senior Lu's instructions to cast an Altar and prepare to curse Zhao Gongming to death."

"Junior brother, you must not!"

Juliusun and the others cried out in alarm, glaring angrily at Lu Ya: "How vicious is your intent, Daoist brother, to actually teach my junior brother to curse Zhao Gongming to death? Do you also wish for my junior brother to die?"

"Lu Ya!"

Randeng Daoren's eyes narrowed, gleaming with intensity.

Juliusun and the others might not know Lu Ya's background, but he knew this was the Ninth Crown Prince of the Golden Crows from back then.

However, he did not speak of this matter.

Lu Ya smiled faintly: "Fellow Daoist brothers, please calm your anger. This Secret Technique of mine is called the Nail-Head Seven-Arrow Book. I presume you have all heard of it to some extent. Moreover, Jiang Shang is a person of Heaven's mandate; cursing Zhao Gongming to death will not harm him."

"Hiss, the Nail-Head Seven-Arrow Book!"

Everyone could not help but gasp, shocked beyond measure.

The Nail-Head Seven-Arrow Book was a supreme Secret Technique of the Demon Race created jointly by Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi in the past. Even their master, Yuanshi Tianzun, had spoken of it with great admiration, calling it the number one cursing Secret Technique in the Honghuang.

Such a profound art could not be learned by anyone who was not of the direct line of the Demon Race.

Could it be that he came under the orders of Nuwa?

Thinking carefully, it was truly possible.

After all, Nuwa had used many methods to deal with Di Qi.

Sending someone over now made perfect sense.

Since they were allies, they put away their hostility.

Subsequently, under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Ziya performed the ritual steps and began to cast the spell.

Zhaoge.

Zichen Hall.

"Lu Ya, the Nail-Head Seven-Arrow Book!"

Yin Qi's eyes were profound as he whispered softly: "It seems Zhao Gongming still cannot escape his fate."

Xiqi had long been infiltrated by the Tianluo Hall; he could know about any movement within the Xiqi army at the first moment.

In the original story, Zhao Gongming was indeed shot to death by the Nail-Head Seven-Arrow Book.

Yin Qi did not intend to interfere.

If Zhao Gongming did not die, how would the Three Xiao sisters leave their island to set up the Nine-Bend Yellow River Array?

If the Three Xiao sisters did not set up the Nine-Bend Yellow River Array, how could they cripple all the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, thereby provoking Yuanshi Tianzun to take action and ultimately intensify the conflict between Tongtian and Yuanshi Tianzun?

Tongtian had already allied with Nuwa, the layout was complete, and the Fengshen War should come to an end.

If the Fengshen did not end, he would always be tied hand and foot.

Yin Qi was not prepared to interfere with Zhao Gongming's fate.

But Lu Ya.

Since he jumped out to stir up trouble, then he would send him to meet his father and brothers.

Lu Ya was the current Demon Emperor; if he were killed, even if the Demon Race in the Outer Starry Sky did not head toward division, there would certainly be cracks internally, and they would lack the ability to rally the Demon Race of the Honghuang.

As the biological son of Di Jun, he could still gain the favor of many elder members of the Demon Race.

Judging from Lu Ya's movements over these years, he had basically been wandering among the various powerhouses of the Demon Race, surely to win them over.

To reduce the obstacles to the rise of the Human Race, Lu Ya could not be left alive.

Killing him could also be considered avenging Zhao Gongming.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, twenty-one days had gone by.

Jiang Ziya cast the spell, bowing three times a day.

During this period, Zhao Gongming did not have any abnormalities.

After all, this was the most supreme Secret Technique in the Honghuang; if it were like in the original story, making Zhao Gongming drowsy, even a fool would know that Zhao Gongming had been plotted against.

As long as one knew they had been plotted against, there were many ways to protect oneself.

This kind of Secret Technique was like a conspiracy; once known in advance, not only would it fail, but one would instead be set up, ultimately suffering a backlash oneself. The twenty-first day.

Jiang Ziya completed the final bow.

Behind him, Lu Ya, Randeng, Yunzhongzi, and others were gathered.

As Jiang Ziya completed the final bow, the puppet, which had originally been lifeless, suddenly possessed vitality, as if it had come alive, lying on the Altar.

Jiepai Pass.

Zhao Gongming, who was meditating, suddenly woke up and opened his eyes abruptly.

He felt as if he had lost something.

But what exactly it was, he could not say, nor could he calculate it.

"Strange."

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Zhao Gongming's expression was grave.

He is a Peak Golden Immortal; this sudden awakening must be a whim of the heart, a form of premonition.

Thinking of this, he took out his Mobile Phone, preparing to seek help from Guiling Shengmu.

The other party is a Great Luo Golden Immortal; perhaps she might be able to discern something.

"Ah!"

Zhao Gongming let out a miserable shriek.

The Mobile Phone he had just taken out also fell to the ground.

He clutched his left eye tightly, bright red blood actually flowing out from between his five fingers, and his Primordial Spirit felt a stabbing pain, as if he had been struck by a bow and arrow.

……

Xiqi main camp.

Before the Dharma altar.

Lu Ya smiled broadly as he took out a tiny Mulberry Branch Bow and three Peach Branch Arrows, handed them to Jiang Ziya, and said, "Hold the bow and arrows, shoot them respectively at the puppet's left and right eyes, and finally shoot at its heart."

"A fine treasure."

Jiang Ziya took the Mulberry Branch Bow and Peach Wood Arrow, unable to help but exclaim in admiration.

From the Mulberry Branch Bow, he felt an extremely pure fire energy, as if a great sun were burning fiercely, while the Peach Wood Arrow radiated the Pure Yang Qi of the utmost rigidity and yang, capable of breaking all evil.

Randeng and the others also had their eyes brighten slightly, sensing the extraordinary nature of the bow and arrows.

Lu Ya smiled broadly and explained, "This Mulberry Branch Bow is fashioned from the Fusang Tree; as for the Peach Wood Arrows, they are fashioned from the Dao-body beneath the legs of a Great Luo Golden Immortal-level Peach Demon."

"Truly a fine treasure."

The crowd exclaimed in wonder.

The Fusang Tree, a Top Innate Spiritual Root, grows upon the Sun Star and belongs to Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

For a peach tree to become a spirit is already difficult, and to cultivate to a Great Luo Golden Immortal is even more of a creation of Heaven and Earth; it is a treasure that can be met with but not sought, no wonder the Pure Yang Qi is so potent.

Jiang Ziya held the small bow, nocked an arrow, drew the string, and shot an arrow toward the puppet's left eye.

Even though it was a puppet, it emitted the miserable shriek of Zhao Gongming, and bright red blood flowed out from it.

Jiang Ziya was incredibly invigorated and shot another arrow toward the puppet's right eye.

Zhao Gongming is a Peak Golden Immortal, even capable of suppressing Randeng Daoren, yet now he was being easily shot to death by him; thinking of this, he could not help but feel his heart surge with excitement.

The puppet emitted another miserable shriek from Zhao Gongming, and blood flowed from the position of its right eye.

Finally, Jiang Ziya aimed at the puppet's heart position and shot the final arrow; the puppet immediately shattered into pieces, flying in all directions, and turned into powder before it could even hit the ground.

The puppet turning into fly ash also meant that Zhao Gongming had followed in its footsteps.

After shooting the final arrow, Jiang Ziya was still quite nervous, worried about the backlash that might follow, but after waiting for a good while, he realized he was safe and sound, and only then did he completely set his heart at ease.

This Daoist Lu Ya truly did not deceive me.

………

Jiepai Pass.

Guiling Shengmu took out her Mobile Phone and, seeing a message suddenly sent by her master, also revealed a look of surprise.

Tongtian had never sent her a message before.

She tapped open WeChat to look, and her pupils immediately constricted; written upon it were the words: "Zhao Gongming has already been harmed by someone." (End of this chapter)