Chapter 393: Zhu Meng, Yonghe

Five sky-piercing giant pillars rose from the roaring sea, and the sound of surging waves filled the ears.

The tremendous noise even drowned out Ao Yulie's voice.

A shadow cast down from above Ao Yulie's head; the five giant pillars instantly exceeded the height of his soaring flight — no, it should be said that Ao Yulie's height was plummeting wildly.

The dragon body struggled continuously, yet could not break free from the binding of the immense power, descending.

It could be clearly seen that those five sky-piercing giant pillars were not stone pillars.

But five fingers!

Covered in yellow hair, each strand like a sharp sword, not the slightest feeling of softness.

The hairless parts were black skin, the texture of the muscle grain clearly visible.

This was not a human palm, but the palm of some strange beast!

"Master! Save me!" The dragon form Ao Yulie had transformed into was already considered huge, but compared to this palm, it was like a little snake that hadn't grown to full size.

One could imagine what the consequence would be if the five fingers closed and gripped Ao Yulie tight.

At Ao Yulie's side, the clouds and mist vanished, leaving only lightning coiling around.

A large amount of thunder struck this incomparably huge palm; the only "damage" it could cause was turning some of the yellow hair gray-black.

The palm's position also emerged from the sea surface; Ao Yulie was already completely under the giant hand's control, unable to escape.

His dragon roar was covered by the sound of the waves; the shadow cast by the five fingers began to expand.

The five fingers were closing!

Ao Yulie looked at the descending five fingers, and another matter came to mind: when his eldest senior brother was pinned under Five Finger Mountain back then, was it the same scene as today?

Like him, completely unable to resist, only able to close his eyes and endure?

In the moment of distraction, the speed of the five fingers closing suddenly accelerated.

The firmament was completely covered, no sky to be seen; even Master, who had descended from above, vanished without a trace.

All this takes a long time to tell, but in reality it was only an instant.

Tang Luo saw Ao Yulie rush out of the sea surface, shouting something from his mouth; a giant palm stirred up monstrous waves and grabbed toward Ao Yulie.

Without accelerating his descent, Tang Luo raised his left hand, made a virtual grasp, and a golden brick — full of nouveau riche aura, emitting golden light, a square golden brick — appeared in his hand.

Following Tang Luo's waving motion descending.

A streak of golden light flashed past; there was no middle process, only a fleeting flash of head and tail.

The golden brick smashed onto the back of the giant palm.

A burst of violent qi waves, white circular rings one after another, spread out in all directions.

The sea surface beneath the feet instantly caved in, the surrounding seawater temporarily pushed aside, a huge deep pit forming in an instant.

The palm with five fingers like sky-piercing giant pillars shattered with a boom, turning into white spray that fell onto Ao Yulie.

Wrapping him into the great sea.

The colliding surging spray reached hundreds of meters high; looking out, the sea as far as the eye could see was roaring wantonly.

Furious waves surged, rolling toward Tang Luo suspended in midair.

Tang Luo's left hand made a virtual grasp, the golden brick flew back to his hand; he swung his fist, slapped the brick, fist shadows filling the sky and shadows of the golden brick appearing.

A thousand hands cannot defend!

Fists and golden brick all smashed onto the rolling furious waves; in an instant, the furious waves were completely shattered.

Clearly it was formless water, yet at this moment it seemed like glass, shattering one after another, turning into countless tiny water droplets.

A scene of fine drizzle, raindrops falling on the sea surface, without a shred of killing power left.

The Glazed Pure Robe's faint light flashed, separating these raindrops, keeping Tang Luo's body clean and fresh.

After a while, Ao Yulie drilled out of the seawater, flew to Tang Luo's side and hovered, shaken: "Master, what the hell was that thing just now."

"I encountered Zhu Meng up in the sky." Tang Luo did not answer immediately.

"Dwarf?" Ao Yulie was a bit puzzled, "How short a dwarf?"

"It's Zhu Meng……"

"Oh, that strange beast from the Classic of Mountains and Seas?" Ao Yulie reacted; he did remember this was a strange beast recorded in the *Classic of Mountains and Seas*.

Possessing the ability to spread panic and terror, and also feeding on panic and fear, a quite troublesome strange beast.

Mountain-and-sea strange beasts differ from the Yao clan; most of them do not have high intelligence, differing little from wild beasts.

It seems Zhu Meng's special ability, consciously or unconsciously released, caused the current situation.

"Mm, however, I think it's not merely as simple as Zhu Meng; that palm just now……" Tang Luo stopped, looking downward.

Ao Yulie moved his gaze along with him.

The sea surface below, which had been gradually calming down, began to surge again.

But this time it was not rolling up thousand-layer snow.

Instead it was rotating, forming a huge vortex; at the center and depths of the vortex, a black shadow could be seen faintly, struggling difficultly.

Seeming as if wanting to come out, yet bound by something.

"Snap!"

A sound, like the sound of chains snapping; the sea surface shook like water in a bowl.

Then, the vortex suddenly vanished, everything becoming incomparably calm.

Quiet to the extreme, not a single sound could be heard, even the wind stopped together.

Tang Luo and Ao Yulie, behind them and beneath their feet on the sea surface, a slight ripple rose.

A massive head, silently, floated up from the water surface.

Yellow hair, messy, covering nearly two-thirds of the face, not as sharp and hard as the hair on the palm.

These hairs were soaked by seawater, plastered to the face, making it impossible to see the appearance clearly.

But judging from the protruding lower jaw, this skull somewhat resembled an ape or monkey.

As the massive skull silently emerged from the sea surface, those crimson eyes and eerie red lips were also revealed.

Ao Yulie seemed to sense something; he abruptly turned, waving his hand to launch a Palm Heart Thunder.

A gigantic arm rose from beneath the sea surface; Ao Yulie's Palm Heart Thunder struck its palm, lightning flickering brilliantly like fireworks for an instant, then vanishing without a trace.

It caused no effect whatsoever.

"Yonghe!" Ao Yulie's eyes narrowed. With Zhuyan as precedent, he immediately guessed the true identity of this ape-like thing.

Likewise an exotic beast from the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

"Three hundred li further southeast lies Mount Feng. There is a beast there; its form resembles a gibbon, with crimson eyes, crimson beak, yellow body, named Yonghe; when seen, the state suffers great terror."

Similar to Zhuyan, likewise an exotic beast accompanied by fear.

Zhuyan in the heavens, Yonghe locked in the sea — these two are likely the source of the series of bizarre events.

Ao Yulie's gaze was like lightning as he looked at Tang Luo: "Master! If we convert it we can complete the mission!" Finished speaking, he "stepped back" a pace, clearing ample space for Tang Luo.

Both Yonghe and Zhuyan are special exotic beasts; their fear ability is both real and false, fundamentally impossible to distinguish true from false.

One could even say it is simply real.

If one sets aside this ability, Ao Yulie fighting the two beasts in close physical combat would of course not fear them in the slightest.

But their ability is truly too bizarre — just like a moment ago, and the giant ape before them now with most of its body already risen from the water.

These are real, and also false.

Fear brings death, and not the kind of fear one can easily break through by shouting "I fear nothing."

In short, Ao Yulie cannot beat them.

One alone, Ao Yulie might not defeat; let alone two.

So this kind of matter just needs to be handed to Master.

I, Ao Yulie, only need to shout 6!

"No." Tang Luo said, looking at Yonghe, calm beyond compare, like the tranquil sea surface.

"Not?"

"Not simply Zhuyan and Yonghe." Tang Luo said.

"Why?" Ao Yulie found it strange. One Zhuyan, one Yonghe, slightly stronger in strength, causing the current situation — completely reasonable.

Why would Master have a different idea?

"Don't know, intuition I guess." Tang Luo said, "Just feel that the thing behind it all is stronger by some margin."

A trace of a smile curved his lips; his body turned into an afterimage, executing Ghost Shadow Step, instantly appearing atop Yonghe's head, a fist descending!

Ghost Shadow Step can also be used while in flight.

Tang Luo's surprise attack was swift; Yonghe's reaction was also extremely fast.

A gigantic palm lifted, blocking above its head.

Tiny fist and gigantic palm were utterly disproportionate, yet it was as if a needle pierced an inflated balloon.

The palm burst into countless splashes of water, shattering along with the entirety of Yonghe.

"The might of one fist! Terrifying beyond compare!"

Ao Yulie beside him cheered loudly; Xiaotian Quan, already atop his head, glanced at Ao Yulie with disdain.

As time passed, she increasingly understood — this dragon was just a clown, a comic relief character.

Mount, shouting 666 — that was his greatest utility.

Of course, this couldn't be blamed on Ao Yulie.

Because in Xiaotian Quan's hazy memory, she herself seemed to have been in much the same situation.

Acting cute, chasing enemies, suddenly biting once, then running off after the bite, and then nothing more.

All because Master was too strong.

One fist shattering Yonghe's phantom, just like grabbing and bursting the Black Hole Eye earlier, Tang Luo's gaze swept the surroundings, searching for the enemy's true body.

Before long, Xiaotian Quan crouched atop Ao Yulie's head abruptly stood, leapt into midair, her body beginning to swell, revealing combat form, landing on the sea surface.

Black fur on her four limbs burned like flames, letting her stand on the sea surface; crimson pupils revealed a fierce beast's savagery; threatening low growls issued from her mouth.

Ao Yulie also entered dragon-human state; not only that, the clothes on his body turned into imposing armor — not merely a change in appearance, but increased defense.

In that instant just now, they all felt immense fear descend; something was about to appear!

"This is..." Soon Ao Yulie spotted the "thing" that made them face a formidable enemy, his face involuntarily changing.

Xiaotian Quan's threatening low growls grew more pronounced, yet her body retreated bit by bit, coming behind Tang Luo.

"Master, your guess was right — truly not ordinary Zhuyan, Yonghe." Ao Yulie looked at Tang Luo who had flown before the "two of them," voice somewhat dry.

This abruptly appearing thing emanated an invisible, vaporous aura of fear, warping the surrounding space.

A bizarre, terrifying appearance, faintly discernible.