Chapter 475

Divine generals were still descending in the distance, and divine generals under Yili Shenjun Kunian's command were flying to meet the enemy.

The mortal realm was at war, and so was the sky.

"Look!"

The fox looked up at the sky, then turned its head to look at him, signaling him to look over there too.

Lin Jue had already looked over, his eyes fixed.

Soon, he withdrew his gaze and looked at Daoist Jiang.

Daoist Jiang seemed to already know what he was going to do and said nothing, only nodding slightly at him with an imperceptible arc, remaining calm as ever.

However, Lin Jue looked around again—

The mountain torrent was crashing against the huge rocks, the locust plague was suppressed by the heavy rain, divine generals were fighting in the distance, and further away, True Lords and immortals were fighting with spells. The attack and defense in the mortal realm were also extremely intense.

Lin Jue beckoned.

"Chirp, chirp..."

Several birds immediately flew over from the mountain forest and landed on the nearby branches and grass tips. The raindrops did not soak their feathers but hung fine water droplets on them, looking like pearls.

The birds shook their bodies, shaking off the water droplets.

Then they all turned their heads and looked at Lin Jue with their little dark, shiny eyes.

"Fellow Daoists, greetings. Please, fellow Daoists, pass a message for me to the nearby birds, chickens, and ducks, and invite them all over here, saying that I invite them to come here for a feast."

"Chirp, chirp..."

The branches and grass tips swayed, and several birds flapped their wings, flew into the sky, and flew in all directions.

Lin Jue then withdrew his gaze—

Although the fighting methods of these divine beings were exciting, parrying move for move, the Southern divine beings' methods were still not diverse enough, and their targeting was not strong enough, which made it easy for people to figure them out and exploit them.

If he were to strike, he would use a spring breeze to blow away the bitter cold; under the cool spring breeze, the locusts would not be so active.

If the locust plague still came, he would invite chickens, ducks, and birds to hold a feast when the rain fell, which would shorten the duration of the rain.

If they were still exploited by the Water Department divine officials under Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Baosheng's command to trigger a mountain torrent, he would also control the water flow and even open paths in the mountains to guide the mountain torrent elsewhere, or even collapse Shiding City. Of course, collapsing a city was not something a Daoist could do.

At this time, Lin Jue didn't think much more. Once the white clouds gathered, he immediately took the fox and flew toward the distant sky.

There, several divine generals were engaged in intense combat.

Two of the divine generals were in silver armor with snow-white cloaks, tall and imposing. One had a sharp sword hanging at his waist and held a golden whip; the other wore a long saber and held a golden hammer, and they were fighting with the divine generals under Yili Shenjun Kunian's command.

They were precisely the two generals under Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Baosheng's command: Angry Thief and Evil Bandit.

Both sides showed restraint and did not send celestial soldiers to crush each other, only having the True Lords and divine generals fight head-on. But even so, it attracted a large number of idle immortals to watch from afar.

Both sides fought with extreme intensity.

Some were brave and fearless, some were skilled in combat, some had indestructible bodies, and some could regrow severed limbs. During the battle, sparks flew everywhere, white clouds were shredded, gentle breezes were torn apart, and thunder, heavenly fire, and various divine lights flashed alternately—it was extremely spectacular.

Just at this moment, a white cloud flew into the battlefield.

"Who is that?"

"Seems to be a Master too?"

"Invited by Emperor Yu Jian?"

As the distant immortals conversed, the white cloud had already entered the core of the battlefield.

The divine generals on both sides paused and immediately separated.

The divine generals under Yili Shenjun Kunian's command looked at each other and asked suspiciously:

"Master..."

A glance from the corner of his eye revealed that the two divine generals opposite had already widened their eyes, showing panic.

"Generals Angry Thief and Evil Bandit, do you still recognize me?"

"Not good!"

The two divine generals didn't hesitate and turned to run.

"Too late!"

Lin Jue pinched a seal and chanted a spell—

*Swish, swish! * Two invisible magical powers rushed out, like chains, and in an instant, they caught up with the two divine lights.

The two generals, Angry Thief and Evil Bandit, who had just been fighting back and forth with the divine generals under Yili Shenjun Kunian's command, were directly locked by this spell and forcibly dragged back.

"The grudge you two have with me ends today. It's just right to use you to lure out your Husheng Husheng Zhenjun."

"Poof!"

In just an instant, the two divine generals exploded into ashes.

Without any power to resist, their souls were already scattered.

Many divine generals were stunned.

Not only the remaining two divine generals on the opposite side, but the divine generals under Yili Shenjun Kunian's command were also stunned.

They had originally thought that this Master was the same as other mortal Masters and immortals—although he had attained the Dao and was extraordinary, his combat ability was actually limited. No, he had just attained the Dao, so he should be even worse. Yet they never expected that even Lingzhi Sanren couldn't kill two divine generals in a short time, but he had dragged them back and annihilated them in a single thought.

The divine officials observing the battlefield from afar and the immortals who had come to watch the fun among the white clouds were also stunned.

"What kind of spell is that?"

"Never seen it before."

"Which immortal fellow Daoist is that? His combat ability is actually so superb?"

"That is 'Master Lin,' who just attained the Dao in the mortal realm. On the day he attained the Dao, I went to offer gifts because I saw the heavenly phenomena."

"He has such ability just after attaining the Dao?"

"Fortunately, fortunately, fortunately we are pure of heart and few in desires, untainted by the strife between humans and gods; otherwise, stepping into such a trap, this cultivation of ours would have been in vain."

And at this moment, the other two divine generals under Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Baosheng's command were already scared out of their wits and hurriedly turned into divine light, flying back to the sky.

"Master..."

The divine generals under Yili Shenjun Kunian's command shouted again.

Lin Jue remained unmoved.

If no one went back to report the news, how could he lure Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Baosheng over?

Sure enough, in just ten or so breaths, the wind suddenly rose between heaven and earth, and the rain clouds drifting overhead became even more gloomy and oppressive.

Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Baosheng had arrived!

"Thunder and rain clouds..."

Lin Jue looked up at the sky. He still had a vivid memory of Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Baosheng holding a large *shuo* and drawing ten thousand *jun* of thunder to strike the Queen Mother of the West.

Obviously, although Lin Jue also knew thunder techniques, his attainments were vastly different from this Husheng Husheng Zhenjun's.

Lin Jue naturally wouldn't give him this opportunity.

"Wind!"

The chaotic and disorderly wind between heaven and earth seemed to be smoothed out at once, blowing from east to west, intending to blow away the dark clouds in the sky.

But something unexpected happened—

There seemed to be a wind at high altitude working against him, or perhaps these thunder and rain clouds were unusual. Such a strong wind only blew them to move slowly, and as time passed, this slight movement also came to a standstill.

"Hmph..."

The Daoist was not worried, he just flicked his sleeves!

"Whoosh!!"

The cloaks of the divine generals nearby, which were flapping loudly, seemed to be torn off by someone, instantly disappearing into the distance. The celestial soldiers were in a mess, and the divine officials tilted their bodies one after another, nearly unable to stand and falling from the clouds.

The gale instantly turned into a hurricane, pushing the clouds.

The dark clouds crazily changed and rolled in the wind, beginning to move from east to west, and the faster they went, the faster they went.

Just as the dark clouds were about to leave—

"Boom!"

A huge thunderbolt struck down from the clouds.

A Husheng Husheng Zhenjun in silver armor and white robes, holding a large *shuo*, drew thunder from the sky and struck straight at the Daoist.

The Husheng Husheng Zhenjun was furious and did not hold back at all.

In the blink of an eye, the Daoist and the white fox on the cloud dodged to the left and right, and the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun's *shuo* struck down in the next instant, cutting the white cloud beneath their feet in two. The huge thunderbolt that followed immediately rushed into the white cloud with the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun, illuminating the cloud from the inside.

"Crackle!"

A hundred, a thousand flashes of lightning rushed out from the white cloud in all directions, twisting and dancing wildly, tearing the white cloud to pieces.

Bursts of water vapor and white smoke dissipated, hiding in the firmament.

"You are indeed loyal." In the distance, a long sword appeared in the Daoist's hand, and two other long swords floated to the left and right. Twelve flying swords lined up behind him like a flower, "It's a pity that this kind of *jianghu* grassroots loyalty is just a small righteousness."

In the distance, the divine generals under Yili Shenjun Kunian's command were already shocked, constantly retreating, only casting their gazes from afar.

Originally, when they heard that this "Master Lin," who had just attained the Dao, had specifically named Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Baosheng to fight, they had discussed it privately. Some felt that this Master didn't know what a Husheng Husheng Zhenjun was, nor did he know that immortals and gods actually had a distinction between civil and martial, and was too arrogant. Others, considering that this Master had come to assist, worried for him and felt it was a pity. But after seeing that scene just now, they began to change their minds—

Perhaps both sides could really fight!

At worst, they could hold out until Yili Shenjun Kunian returned!

At the same time, those watching immortals and divine officials also retreated one after another, pulling out a wider distance to watch from afar.

Only the Daoist and the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun remained on the scene.

"You first killed my Leopard, and now you have executed my great general. I really should have beheaded you with a *shuo* back then!"

Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Baosheng had just stood firm when he swept his *shuo* horizontally.

A white light cut through heaven and earth!

It was not aimed at Lin Jue, but at Fuyao.

"Poof!"

The white light passed through, and the fox was directly cut in two. But the white light continued with undiminished momentum, flying further away, becoming wider and broader, shattering the clouds in the distance and forcing the divine officials to dodge one after another.

However, the fox that had been split had no blood spilled; instead, its form constantly changed, turning into two foxes, one above and one below, both tilting their heads and pacing in the air, circling Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Baosheng in the middle.

"You also have that courage?"

Lin Jue replied and pointed a finger.

Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Baosheng instantly held his *shuo* to block!

In the blink of an eye, tender buds grew on the *shuo*, and fresh flowers bloomed.

Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Baosheng just gave a shake, shattering the flowers, then raised his *shuo*, wanting to draw thunder, but there was no movement. He looked up and shifted his gaze to the distance, only to discover that in this short moment, the dark clouds had already been blown far away by the gale.

The Husheng Husheng Zhenjun snorted coldly and didn't hesitate. He held his *shuo* and turned into divine light, continuing to rush forward, almost as fast as lightning.

The Daoist opposite also constantly cast spells.

*Bang, bang, bang! * The divine light turned into by the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun crashed through more than a dozen invisible walls, and the bursts of air waves and explosions in the air showed the existence of the walls.

In the blink of an eye, the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun was in front of the Daoist.

The pressure of such a Husheng Husheng Zhenjun war god, wearing armor and holding a large *shuo* rushing toward you, was truly incomparable to ordinary immortals.

Suddenly, there was a flash of golden light before his eyes!

The Husheng Husheng Zhenjun's eyes blurred, and the Daoist in front was gone.

The *shuo* split a hurricane, churning the sky.

The figure arrived first, the voice followed:

"Today, no matter what, I must have your life!"

The Daoist had already ridden the hurricane to the distance, flipped out a silver mirror in his hand, and aimed it at Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Baosheng.

"Do you recognize this object?"

The mirror was reflecting an imposing Husheng Husheng Zhenjun.