Chapter 478: Slashing the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun

The mountains and rivers here were already shattered, and the white clouds were in a mess.

The Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun was frozen in the air by the Daoist's spell, and then sealed into a stone sculpture by the white fox's breath, and he was now unable to resist.

That was a still-majestic and sturdy stone statue, tall in stature, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, muscles bulging on his arms and legs, armor plates and tattered divine clothing vaguely visible on his body. Except for the head, the whole body was a stone sculpture, from which various flower branches emerged—peach, plum, apricot, pear, magnolia, azalea, fringe tree, and chinaberry, quite beautiful.

That face was full of ferocity and anger.

Two flying swords spun continuously, slashing at his head.

One head fell, and the next one grew back quickly, only to fall again amidst sword light and blood.

Whether it was the idle immortals watching the fun in the distance or the divine officials watching the battle from both sides, all knew that the Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun had actually been defeated; he was just still alive.

"What a firm heart that Daoist friend has!"

"Last time when the world changed, the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun under the previous Heavenly Venerable wasn't killed so thoroughly, right?"

"How many times has he been beheaded?"

"Ninety-three times!"

"Tsk, tsk..."

Beheaded over a hundred times in a row!

The two long swords were really so dull they couldn't be used!

At this time, the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun's body still existed, but it had become so fragile and thin that a gust of wind could blow it away. The head could still grow back, but it would take the time of a stick of incense.

The last head grew out, still fierce, staring straight at Lin Jue in the distance:

"If I had known today, when you killed my leopard cub, I should have ignored the Heavenly Law and slashed you with my halberd! Even if discovered by the Heavenly Venerable, at least it would be one life for one life!"

The Daoist stood in the air in the distance, his face firm.

"At the moment of death, why spout such wild words? You, a dignified Husheng Husheng Zhenjun of Heaven, if you had such spirit earlier, would you have fallen into such a state? Slash him again for me!"

The two long swords brandished alternately!

"Puff!"

Another head fell.

Just at this moment, from the headless stone sculpture growing flower branches, before the head could grow back, a burst of vital divine light suddenly erupted.

*Swish! * A ray of golden light escaped, flying toward the distance at an extremely fast speed!

I was waiting for you!

Lin Jue pinched a spell and chanted—

Invisible chains rushed out at a faster speed, chasing after that ray of golden light.

The golden light seemed to be able to feel the murderous intent from behind, changing direction and angle crazily. However, when the golden light turned, it also turned; when the golden light soared into the sky, it also soared; when the golden light escaped into the ground, it also escaped! This place had already been sealed by the Mysterious Turtle Heavenly Bell. Whether the Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun in his prime could have escaped, he did not know, but now, he certainly could not shake it in the slightest, so where could he escape to?

Two more rays!

Three chains chased together, sealing and blocking!

The two six-tailed white foxes looked at each other, pondered for a moment, and immediately made a decision. One stayed by Lin Jue's side, while the other flew away with the twelve flying swords and two long swords that were already notched and rolled-edged, surrounding and chasing that ray of golden light from another direction. The sword light cut through the sky, leaving thin lines, weaving into a cage.

"Shu, shu, shu..."

One could see the golden light avoiding three sword lights in succession. When it soared into the sky, it was suddenly locked by an invisible force from diagonally below!

Immediately after, its body shook twice in succession, as if two more invisible chains had locked it!

"Heaven and earth have already been sealed, still want to struggle in death?"

Lin Jue's heart moved, and the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun's divine soul was pulled back.

"What kind of spell is this?"

"That's interesting!" The Daoist stared at him and said, "Do you know that if it weren't for your indulgence, this spell would not exist in this world?"

"Hmph!"

The Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun had no heart to analyze the deep meaning in this at this time, just gritting his teeth and staring: "Still not making a move, do you want to hear me beg for mercy?"

The person and the soul looked down at the same time—

One could see two figures below rushing straight into the sky one after another.

"Husheng Husheng Zhenjun!"

"Husheng Husheng Zhenjun! We have come to save you!"

It was the two divine generals, Wind-Avoiding and Cloud-Avoiding.

At this time, under the great strength of the armored Long Bo giant and amidst the siege of the divine generals under Yili Shenjun Kuniang, their armor was incomplete, and they were covered in wounds, looking incredibly disheveled. Yet seeing such a scene, they still used their last bit of strength to rush toward the sky to protect the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun.

However, what use was this?

The Daoist exhaled a breath:

"Hoo..."

Before the two divine generals could fly close to Lin Jue, they were brushed by the spring breeze, and chaotic flowers quickly grew all over their bodies, turning them into two clusters of brocade.

Visibly, the speed at which the two divine generals flew upward became slower and slower, weaker and weaker, until there was a momentary stagnation in the air, and then they fell from the sky.

By the time they fell into the mountain, a whole patch of mountain forest below was brushed by the spring breeze. In this autumn season, the whole mountain was covered in fresh flowers, but it did not damage their vitality and spiritual aura like it did to them.

"You..."

The Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun's divine soul looked down, about to speak.

The immortals and divine officials in the distance were also watching, wanting to see if this Daoist Master Lin would really beat the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun until his soul flew away and scattered.

Yet they saw the Daoist's expression freeze, and he pinched a spell again.

The Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun had only uttered one word, when the three invisible chains immediately transformed into a strong murderous intent aimed at the divine soul. With just one pull, they twisted it until the soul flew away and scattered!

"Poof..."

The spiritual light transformed into speckled fragments of stars, scattered in the sky, and returned to the source.

A clear breeze reappeared in this sky. The headless stone sculpture was blown by the wind and became like sand powder, blown away by the wind from the neck to the feet.

The divine officials watching the battle from the Heavenly Venerable's lineage were shocked and afraid, but they were covered inside by the Mysterious Turtle Heavenly Bell, so they had to hurriedly hide in the high clouds.

Heaven and earth became completely quiet, with only the sound of the wind remaining.

A huge six-tailed white fox below stepped through the air, as if stepping on invisible stairs, running upward, step by step, until it reached Lin Jue's side.

It opened its mouth and spat out a great seal and a precious sword, which landed in the air and floated there, motionless.

"You are injured..."

Lin Jue bypassed the great seal and precious sword and looked at the white fox.

"I'm fine! I'm a clone!"

That white fox's expression was serious as it said this to him, and then with a *poof* sound, it exploded into fly ash and disappeared.

Lin Jue turned his head again and looked beside him.

"It's a clone!"

This fox also stared at him and said to him.

"You are also injured."

"I'm fine! I can break and reconnect!"

The fox said this, having already turned its head, no longer looking at him, instead running into the air, as if searching for something, sniffing everywhere.

"Cough, cough..."

Lin Jue coughed and shook his head, only then reaching out, and the precious sword and great seal landed in his hands.

The seal was made of precious jade, square and square, with an ancient style, with a strange beast crouching on top. Turning it over to look, the six characters "Decree Heaven and Earth to Stop Wind and Thunder" were carved on the bottom in ancient characters.

Lin Jue loosened his left hand.

That precious sword of the Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun fell from the sky, swaying slightly, and inserted itself deep into the mountain forest below, who knew how deep.

And he put away the Wind-Stopping Thunder Seal, and also put away the Mysterious Turtle Heavenly Bell.

The divine officials of both sides watching the battle only then felt a sense of relief. Some left, some came toward him, while those immortals watching the fun either laughed loudly, or were satisfied, or drove their clouds away, or called friends and companions to take this opportunity to meet and have a small gathering, discussing and savoring today's excitement over wine and tea.

Only one immortal came over sitting on a black bear.

That was Daoist Daoist Qingxia on Nanshan. On the day Lin Jue achieved the Dao, he had come to offer congratulations and even gifted Lin Jue a body of clear breeze.

"Hahaha! Daoist friend has won!"

Daoist Daoist Qingxia stopped a hundred zhang away from Lin Jue, not getting too close. His expression was calm, and his voice was loud, so that this piece of heaven and earth could hear clearly.

"That day I saw Daoist friend just achieve the Dao, but I didn't think Daoist friend would have such great ability!"

"Senior is too kind. There are thousands of abilities in the world, and I only know how to fight." Lin Jue returned the salute, his tone humble and weak.

"Good spell! Good supernatural power!"

"The year I achieved the Dao was not good, coinciding with the world turning into decline and chaos, gods falling and fighting, forced to descend to eliminate demons, and to fight with humans and gods, which is truly helpless." Lin Jue shook his head and said, "If I could achieve immortality as easily and leisurely as you seniors, living long and free, who would be willing to be like this?"

"Daoist friend is truly humble..."

Daoist Daoist Qingxia shook his head and asked again: "Has Daoist friend chosen the side of Emperor Yu Yu Jian?"

"It is not so." Lin Jue did not know if he was asking specifically or just purely curious, but anyway, the question was just right, so Lin Jue felt a bit grateful in his heart, "It's just that on my path to achieving the Dao, I personally saw the Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun indulge his mount, the leopard, to descend to the mortal realm to become a demon, causing chaos and claiming to be king, harming countless people. I formed a grudge with him because I killed this demon. Later, as a god, he hindered my achievement of the Dao and sought opportunities to take revenge on me, so I also specifically sought an opportunity to come and settle this grudge with him."

"Haha! So that's how it is!"

This Daoist Daoist Qingxia did not chat much, greeted him, and then left laughing on the black bear.

Lin Jue stared at his figure, and also stared at those immortals who were leaving.

These immortals were truly carefree and at ease.

Usually living in deep mountain caves, cultivating in purity and nourishing their nature, when heaven and earth changed and humans and gods fought, they came out to watch the fun. Whether it was the fighting of gods or the changes in the human world, it seemed to have nothing to do with them. They were not troubled by fame, wealth, or profit, not worried about hunger or survival, and of course, no god would go and make things difficult for them.

Not involved in disputes, not stained by miscellaneous matters, unrestrained and unhindered, living long and free and at ease—if this is not the immortal that the human world yearns for, what is?

At the beginning of Lin Jue's cultivation, until now, what he actually sought was exactly this kind of carefree ease.

"..."

Lin Jue shook his head and flew down to the mortal realm, his ears full of clear breeze.

He took back the bean soldiers and went to the distance.

On the top of a distant mountain, already some distance from the previous one, but Daoist Jiang had insisted on coming here to watch the battle. Lin Jue took a mass of mountain mist from the mountain to make a cloud, stopped on the edge of the cliff, and looked at her:

"Daoist friend has made a wasted trip."

The female Daoist below said calmly: "It's best if it's not needed."

"I am going to return the Mysterious Turtle Heavenly Bell to Yili Shenjun Kuniang, how will Daoist friend leave?"

"How I came up, I will go down."

Following her gaze, on the top of this great mountain, there was only a steep small path, with few human traces, and there was just a trace of someone having stepped on it.

"I will see Daoist friend off for a part of the way."

Lin Jue reached out and summoned, and a mountain breeze rolled over.

The mountain breeze still carried wisps of mist, rolling up some fallen leaves, and also rolling up the Daoist, going down the mountain.

Lin Jue also rode the cloud to see if the arrogant Yili Shenjun Kuniang had won. ===== CHAPTER 479 =====