Chapter 758: Heavenly Demon World-Extinction Requires Wild Dancing

Yan Shu brought Ning Ning Shimei Ning, and Little Yu and the others were riding the white dog. Because they had been leading the way, they didn't expect so many dangers to have occurred behind them. At this time, because the white dog transformed from the Tianfu Tianfu Zhenfu was very fast, the Yu family disciples had already caught up with the people from Penglai and Shenxiao, following behind Yan Shu and the others.

The yellow mud cave was becoming wider and wider, now able to accommodate more than ten people walking side by side.

The cave walls also gradually turned dark green, as if made of stone.

Little Yu stopped here, hugged the five-colored grass clothes on his body, and said to Yan Shu beside him: "Yan Yan Shixiong, be careful after passing here. You must have the five-colored clothes to protect your body, and you cannot easily get off the white dog again! This place is no longer as safe as it was before!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the Yu family disciples behind them turned black, and they whispered: "The yellow mud cave in front was so strange, does this count as safe?"

A Shenxiao sect disciple beside him stared at him for a long time, also considering the Mountain-Driving Whip in Yu Lingxiao's hand, so he didn't strike with a divine thunder, and could only say sourly: "Who do you think provoked the dangers before?"

The true disciple of Penglai also said coldly: "If you hadn't dug up the yellow mud cave, how would you have provoked any trouble?"

Yu Lingxiao cupped his hands and said in a good tone: "The two fellow Daoists are being unreasonable! If we hadn't dug open the yellow mud cave, how would we have known that fierce things like blood-refining gu were hidden underneath? Although this caused some trouble, it also tested the dangers of this place. Otherwise, when we were about to succeed in taking the treasure, if someone deliberately triggered those fierce things, wouldn't that have easily harmed us?"

He looked at Little Yu and smiled: "In my opinion, there are too many untruths in the fellow Daoist's words. You still have to give us an explanation for many things."

Little Yu stared innocently with wide eyes, deciding to take them for a walk through the most gloomy fork in the road!

Last time they didn't dare to go that way, but this time he had received Qian Chen's hint and knew the dangers of this place. Relying on the three treasures—the white dog, the five-colored clothes, and the 'not greedy'—he could restrain most of them, so he had the heart to take the people behind him to open their eyes.

Let them know that Grandpa Little Yu is truly kind-hearted, honest, and doesn't pit people.

"Yan Yan Shixiong, hold on tight to the five-colored clothes!"

Xiao Yu cupped his hands toward Yan Shu, then looked at Ning Qingchen. The green ox said gloomily, "You just keep walking forward; I'm not in the way. Look... Woof, woof, woof..."

The green ox barked like a dog: "I can also bark like a dog. We are all the four forbidden meats of the Daoist sect; the dog ghosts here will give me some face."

"I even know its big dog!"

The green ox stared with big eyes and said honestly.

Little Yu had no choice but to lead the way in front. As the cave walls beside him became darker and darker, the cave also became quieter and quieter. It is worth noting that artificial excavation marks finally appeared on the dark green stone cave walls.

Yu Lingxiao's eyes moved, but he was immediately met with warning gazes from everyone.

I don't know when, white mist began to float in the cave. There were vague shadows in the mist, like human figures, and like the scattered density of the mist.

The Shenxiao sect true disciple flicked his finger and emitted a lightning light like a streamer. The lightning light was interwoven with five colors. Yan Shu looked familiar; it was the Five-Element Divine Thunder that Qian Chen liked to use. The lightning light roiled and the five elements rotated. Anything with the attribute of the five elements, if struck by this lightning light, would have its metal rot, wood wither, water exhaust, fire extinguish, and earth collapse!

But that white mist was like a fine and tough net, only slightly rippling under this lightning light.

The true disciple of the Shenxiao sect had a solemn expression and whispered: "Since this mist does not belong to the five elements, it is not formed by water vapor, and there is no evil miasma poison in it, otherwise it would be restrained by my divine thunder. It is very strange, be careful!"

Yan Shu also frowned, turned his head to look at the man, and saw him cup his hands and say: "Lin Mingxiu of the Shenxiao sect, I have met Yan Yan Shixiong Yan!"

Yan Shu suddenly understood: "So it is Qian Shidi Lin who once broke the Dragon Clan's Profound Water Array overseas!"

Lin Mingxiu smiled bitterly: "Whose credit could breaking the Profound Water Array be? Doesn't Yan Yan Shixiong Yan know? We were just thick-skinned enough to be saved by Qian Yan Shixiong!"

"Divine thunder is the most effective against evil. Can't Qian Shidi Lin do anything about this mist?"

Lin Mingxiu pondered for a moment and shook his head: "I just used the Five-Element Divine Thunder to rotate, Metal turning to Water, Water turning to Wood, Wood turning to Fire, and finally to Earth. Like this, the five elements rotated and yin and yang intertwined, only then did I wear down a sliver of the mist's divine quality. I turned the five elements to restrain each other, Earth to Metal, intending to borrow that bit of divine quality to transform into the restrained lightning method to break the mist, but that bit of divine quality was like a dream, making it impossible to grasp its essence."

Yan Shu silently operated his Golden Core and waved his hand to emit a strand of Shangqing Immortal Light, only then did he split the mist by a foot.

"My cultivation is too weak. Even if I guide the immortal light from the Shangqing Heaven, I can only reveal a sliver."

"If the Sect Master came, perhaps he could break the mist in this cave. But this mist is not an ordinary miasma or magic mist, but a combination of the aura of decay and death in this place with the destructive essence of the Return to Ruins. If touched, it will waste lifespan and erode Dao-attainment. With our cultivation and age, we can temporarily afford to touch it a little. Even if we soak in this mist for a day, it will only cost us a year of lifespan."

Hearing this, the crowd of cultivators felt relieved. Although losing a year of lifespan was heartbreaking, lifespan was a matter for the future. Their own lives were the most important thing now. If they lost their lives, no amount of lifespan would be empty.

Looking at the mist gathering toward the crowd.

But they saw that the five-colored grass clothes on Little Yu and the others, although messy and dilapidated, with sparse warp and weft like a net falling down one by one, emitted a faint fragrance at this time, which made the white mist unable to get close.

The five-colored robes on Yan Shu and Ning Qingchen were also the same style as Xiao Yu's.

But Qian Chen was a bit too obvious in his bias. This garment was like silk and brocade. Qian Chen used the Dan Dao to combine similar medicinal properties to create the empty mulberry bark and five-colored grass out of thin air, refining them into spiritual pills, and then extracted the Dan qi strand by strand. It was woven after emptying a furnace of three hundred second-turn spiritual pills.

No warp, no weft, no needle, no angle, like heavenly clothing.

The gray-white mist fell on them, and they only saw the five-colored clothes spitting out faint brilliance, propping up a curtain of several feet to protect them in the middle.

The people from Penglai also emitted a faint fragrance. Obviously, the empty mulberry tree grown by Xu Fu out of thin air was no different from the real thing. But the Shenxiao sect and the Yu family were miserable. The five-colored clothes on them only lit up with half-dead light, flickered twice and then went out, and the colorful grass leaves also slowly faded.

Lin Mingxiu noticed that the lightning light in his body seemed to be slowly worn away by something, and his face turned gloomy.

The Mountain-Driving Whip in Yu Lingxiao's hand shone brightly, forcing back the gray-white mist for several feet, but his face also looked bad. He just gathered the spiritual light bit by bit, letting the mist slowly force its way in, finally only covering himself.

Yan Shu saw that the Shenxiao sect disciples had tried several magic tools, but still couldn't fight against this mist that was like the manifestation of complex Return to Ruins laws.

He thought: "Although this mist doesn't seem to have any great harm, who knows what obstacles are in it? Qian Shidi said that this five-colored garment is a great protective talisman. Obviously, he wasn't talking about this bit of lifespan loss. Being contaminated with this mist is likely very dangerous. I should help them."

Yan Yan Shixiong Yan was, after all, a true disciple of the Daoist Sect, and he was truly kind-hearted. He immediately took off his outer Daoist robe and draped it over the group from the Shenxiao Sect.

The outer lapel of the five-colored Daoist robe slowly drifted down, turning into a five-colored auspicious cloud and falling on the heads of the Shenxiao sect. Lin Mingxiu was also blessed with inspiration and pointed his finger, dropping the Eight-Trigram Immortal-Slaying Divine Thunder onto the auspicious cloud.

The lightning light spread in the cloud, instantly turning into a five-colored eight-trigram immortal garment, a handkerchief interwoven with lightning light. After three such changes, it finally turned into a cloud curtain, protecting a radius of several feet.

The Shenxiao sect disciples hurriedly drilled into the cloud curtain. Only then did Lin Mingxiu gratefully cup his hands toward Yan Shu: "Thank you, Yan Yan Shixiong! But what about Yan Yan Shixiong himself?"

Yan Shu pointed to himself lightly: "I have another small garment..."

Thunderous sounds rolled in Yu Lingxiao's mind—I have another small garment... small garment... garment!

He turned his head and glanced at the Yu family members shrouded in mist behind him. Although some people used the evil-warding power of the Heavenly Mansion Tianfu Tianfu Zhenfu, the talisman paper was also slowly rotting in the mist. He hurriedly ordered everyone not to use the Tianfu Tianfu Zhenfu again.

Yu Lingxiao glared hatefully at Yan Shu's back, only saying: "That person from the Louguan Dao really is in collusion with the Daoist sect. The preparations for entering this place are really sufficient."

And Lin Mingxiu only had faint envy, secretly thinking: "Yan Yan Shixiong Yan is indeed close to Qian Yan Shixiong. Even the five-colored clothes were prepared for him in two pieces."

"Qian Yan Shixiong's background is truly extraordinary. In the past, when we went to break the Profound Water Array, we were trapped in the array by the Dragon Clan, and it was he who came forward to break the array with one sword and save us. With Qian Yan Shixiong's divine sword skills, could it be that he was passed down by the Shaoqing?... Sigh! The friendship between the two families is not something we can compare to. It's a pity that Qian Shidi Gu didn't come this time, otherwise he and Qian Yan Shixiong also had an old friendship. It's a pity we couldn't ask Qian Yan Shixiong to take care of us, so as not to let the junior brothers and sisters fold here."

The group accelerated again, but as the mist became thicker, the people around them became a little unclear.

With Yan Shu and Ning Qingchen in front wearing the five-colored glow, they could barely see clearly, but the Yu family members behind could not even see the brothers and partners right beside them.

One of them, who was slightly older, stopped the white dog under him and shouted at a white shadow beside him: "Little Brother, stay closer to me!"

Seeing that the white shadow didn't answer for a long time, and feeling that this white shadow was too slender, he rode the white dog closer. After the mist became lighter, he saw a person in white riding on his brother's neck. Seeing him approach, he turned his head slightly, but it was a dead-white face.

The Yu family disciple hurriedly sacrificed the white dog under his crotch, transforming into a golden-armored heavenly soldier, burning with tribulation fire all over, and pounced on the person in white.

The person in white suddenly scattered into the mist...

And his brother fell to the ground, spitting foul blood, and lost his breath.

At this time, the people in front, behind, left, and right all stopped. Yu Lingxiao flew over holding the Mountain-Driving Whip and said sternly: "What's going on?"

The Yu family disciple hurriedly said: "There is something in the mist, my brother was harmed by it!"

An elder of the Yu family stepped forward to check the person who fell off the dog, his brows furrowed: "There are no scars on the outside, and the internal organs are all intact. No, the appearance of his internal organs is intact, but they are all rotten inside!" Yu Lingxiao also leaned over, only to smell that the Yu family disciple's mouth was extremely foul, and his ribs were visible.

The Yu family elder said: "He died of illness!"

As soon as the words fell, the golden-armored heavenly soldier belonging to the Yu family suddenly coughed violently. This kind of magic spirit that was not a living creature coughed violently, which was more terrifying than one's own coughing. The heavenly soldier coughed up blood, spraying it on the golden armor. The bloodstains were burned by the tribulation fire, and actually grew wings, transforming into a ferocious locust.

Locusts flew out of the heavenly soldier's mouth and nose continuously. Before long, they transformed into a small group.

Yu Lingxiao struck with the whip, and the plague locusts gathered and scattered. Even though the whip light fell and killed a few, it was of no avail.

The Wang family disciple to whom the golden-armored heavenly soldier belonged, who had just lost his own brother, also suddenly grabbed his back violently. He grabbed more and more urgently, and finally simply took off his tattered five-colored clothes. Only then did he see that he was covered in purple and blue, and the blue and red under his skin continued to spread, beginning to rot.

The rotten flesh and abscesses expanded rapidly, transforming into worms that drilled toward the internal organs.

"It's a plague ghost!"

The white dogs under the Yu family barked crazily, biting at the surroundings, but some people still began to develop red sores and rashes, and some spat out yellow-green water.

The Shenxiao sect and Yan Shu and the others in front also stopped, watching the Yu family behind them go crazy in the mist, and then fall off the dogs one by one, dying of illness there. But in their eyes, there were no plague locusts or plague ghosts; they only saw the Yu family going crazy at the empty mist.

At this time, the white dog under Yan Shu suddenly let out a majestic roar. From the mist, intermittent responses came, as if more than a dozen dogs were following along.

The mist seemed to flow. The mist in the lowest layer roiled. In terms of shape, it was like dogs running wildly, running past the crowd. A gap in the mist curled up in front of Yan Shu. In terms of shape, it was a dog's head opening its mouth, biting something.

Soon, the invisible plague ghosts were torn to pieces by the invisible pack of dogs. Only then did the Yu family struggle out, leaving behind a group of patients who were sick and injured, barely able to ride the dogs.

"Go! Speed up..."

Yu Lingxiao felt that his brain was also hot and cold. Suddenly, cold sweat broke out on his back, and he frantically urged the white dog under his crotch to run forward.

The Shenxiao sect also felt a chill in their hearts and also accelerated their pace.

"What kind of plague ghost can cause the Five Decays of Heaven and Man?"

Yan Shu looked at the Yu family's bad luck, their pure Daoist bodies filthy and unbearable, and couldn't help but look at Little Yu. The Eleven Ghost Plagues he mentioned before really appeared!

Yan Shu turned his head, but saw Qian Chen beside him, and asked subconsciously: "Qian Shidi, why are you here?"

"Yan Yan Shixiong, when you encounter danger, you can use the method I taught you to summon that dog. It has been away from its master for too long and doesn't recognize its master, but it definitely remembers that name... Don't worry about the Primordial Spirit True Immortals outside, and don't look back for me again! Just go all the way forward. That dog dug through the entire Ten Thousand God Cave. If you don't know how to go, let it lead the way..."

"Qian Shidi?" Yan Shu had just shouted, but suddenly felt a jolt on the white dog's back and opened his eyes.

Yan Shu was a little trance-like: "A dream?"

Little Yu was very anxious: "Dreams are also one of the Eleven Ghost Plagues!"

"I dreamed of Qian Shidi? What happened outside the cave again?"

Yan Shu looked back, only to see a big yellow dog trailing far behind, tilting its head and looking at him, looking aggrieved, as if it had been slapped.

Before Yan Shu could see clearly, Ning Qingchen shouted, "Yan Yan Shixiong Yan, look ahead..."

Yan Shu looked up. Ahead, a giant several feet tall, reaching the top of the cave, was looking at them.

The giant was dressed in five-colored clothes, with colorful ribbons draped down. His chest, abdomen, and back were covered with red-haired animal skins. His shoulders were decorated with shawls covered in shells. On each of his left and right shoulders stood a wooden animal shape, in a man-eating posture, with a bronze human head in its mouth, and five-colored ribbons hanging down. His chest and back each had more than a dozen bronze mirrors of various sizes. Below his waist, he was decorated with three layers of animal skin tassels and colored strips, and decorated with bronze bells. Behind his waist, he tied twelve five-colored ribbons of tiger-skin skirt, hanging with wooden bows and bone arrows.

It was exactly the attire of a shaman...

Most importantly, the giant wore a painted mask, which was a huge divine tiger, with beast face and fangs, holding a bloody human head in its mouth.

The mask carried a majesty that made one's whole body stiff, and a faint divine power shrouded the giant, as if a god had possessed him, descending into the world with the help of that huge painted mask.

Yu Lingxiao shouted: "What evil god and chaotic ghost, how dare you deceive the people of my Yujing!"

The Mountain-Driving Whip slashed out with a divine talisman, but the giant raised his hand slightly, the mist roiled, and swallowed everything!

The shaman wearing the mask stared at them for a long time. He raised his left hand, which was a leather drum decorated with tiger bones, with bells tied to it. His right hand held a dagger-axe. Suddenly, the leather drum was patted, and the sound of drums rang rhythmically with the bells. The copper dagger-axe in his right hand stomped on the ground rhythmically, the five-colored ribbons flew, the tiger mask shook its head and wagged its tail, and it began to dance with the human head in its mouth.

The flying five-colored ribbons drove the gray-white mist to rotate, dancing wildly silently. With the dance of hands and feet, a kind of heaven and earth overturning, ghosts and gods weeping, as if the whole world was spinning, shaking, and making people unable to stand still, the vibration of dizziness spread.

The white dog barked wildly under the seat.

Yan Shu was taken away from the clarity in his heart by that Nuo dance, only feeling that in the dance, layers of heaven and earth spread out, as if countless worlds were unfolding in front of him.

At this moment, in the space where things overlapped, sinking into the Return to Ruins, countless worlds burning with tribulation fire, wandering with countless wronged souls, and various worlds in the process of destruction, were collapsing layer by layer, layer by layer toward this place.

In his ears, countless people, ghosts, gods, various living beings, and ghosts and gods were talking and singing!

Countless existences born from the destruction of the world swarmed over, reaching out to them, wanting to drag them into it together.

The tribulation fire of heaven and earth burned high, boundless muddy water drowned everything, destructive lightning raged, tearing the sky, all things wailed with mourning sounds, the crying of babies, the long screams of mothers before death, countless people, countless men, women, old and young, countless people, animals, ghosts, and gods dying in hysteria, kept drilling into Yan Shu's brain.

Little Yu had already bent over the white dog with ease, covering his head and face with five-colored clothes.

But Yan Shu faced all this directly. He saw the Great Shaman of the Quanrong dancing by the fire, blood flowing from his gray-white eyes.

He tore open his thin chest with his nails, pulled out his trachea, and roared like a broken bellows: "Oh, Heavenly Dog that devoured the sun and moon! Run through the fire, Ancestor brings Black Black here... Fall down! The sun and moon fall down, burning our home, women and children! Lying in the fire... Fall down, collapse... Black Black's ghosts crawl out from the ground, they want to eat our hearts! Quickly give it the liver to eat..."

"The big house in the sky collapsed, Ancestor, carried by the white dog to the mountain, Great Ancestor is here, chopped off his head..."

"Great Ancestor! Great Ancestor brings ghosts, here, here! Sink into the ground, hide in the ground, hide in the ghost's home, ghosts are outside, ghosts are in the sky, ghosts are on the ground, ghosts are in the water, ghosts ate us, Great Ancestor wants to eat the ghosts, spit out our brothers and sisters, spit them out! Spit out our flesh! Chew our bones..."

Yan Shu saw that in the fire, countless Quanrong slaves were burning, their souls roaring.

The nobles and kings of the Quanrong were beheaded on the fire, their heads all shouting the same sentence: "Taiyi return! Taiyi return..."

Through the eyes of that shaman, he saw countless ancestors with dog heads and human bodies crying and begging, screaming and fleeing.

A demonic shadow that could not be described appeared among the crowd. Behind him, countless hands unfolded, pinching one living being after another to death. Under his seat were countless demon gods. One foot of his crushed the earth, and the Quanrong ancestors on the earth knelt and wailed to him, while the other foot stepped into the sky, and an incomparable palace was trampled by him.

The demonic shadow danced wildly in the destruction of the world...

A sliver of that dancing shadow was remembered by those eyes and projected here.

The Great Shaman danced again with that demonic dance, bringing everything that was destroyed here, bringing it to this moment...

Yan Shu was covered in cold sweat, his body feeling as if it were suspended, constantly falling, falling.

Falling toward the darkness and tribulation fire beneath him!

"I... have a sword!"

Yan Shu glared, a sword shadow flew out from his pupils, slashing toward the dancing demonic shadow: "Whether you are an old heaven ghost or formed from old qi, those who harm me and are different from my heart are all Heavenly Demons! One sword can slash!"

"Junior Qian Yan Shixiong's sword technique, I was the one who taught it..."

The demonic shadow transformed into Qian Chen's appearance. For some reason, the fierce aura was worn away by thirty percent in Yan Shu's eyes. Only hearing long laughter rise with the sword, slashing away all kinds of sinking, Yan Shu stepped out of the darkness.