Chapter 1126: Mountain Spirit and Demon Charm

Ahead, birds sang and flowers smelled sweet, and a clear spring flowed slowly by, making one feel at a single glance like they wanted to grow old and die right there.

Zhang Ji's eyes were vacant, and he lifted his feet to walk forward.

"Come back." Chen Yu let out a deep shout, but it was ultimately a step too late; Zhang Ji plunged headfirst into the creek, and as he suddenly opened his eyes, he saw countless pale hands reaching toward him from within the clear water.

Zhang Ji was startled and scrambled backward desperately, but his body felt as if it were being pulled by countless large hands, dragging him down with all their might.

Just at this moment, someone grabbed his clothes and hauled him out of the water by force.

Looking back, it was Chen Yu.

With a toss, Chen Yu threw Zhang Ji aside, and no longer holding back, he slashed his right hand through the air like a sword; with a boom, everything before them vanished into nothingness.

And at this very moment, Zhang Ji also saw clearly the so-called pleasant scenery before him, which was nothing more than a corpse pit littered with white bones.

"Mr. Chen, what is this?" Wang Yi raised the gun in his hand, on full alert.

"In the deep mountains and old forests, there are many Mountain Spirit and Demon Charms," Chen Yu said indifferently. "Furthermore, Dream-Eating Demon Spirits use Mental Power to invade a person's consciousness, weaving beautiful dreams; once one falls into a beautiful dream and cannot extricate themselves, that is death."

"There are Spirit Monsters in the mountains, there really are." The elderly hunter held his feathered arrow, trembling as he said, "My grandfather once told me that there are Spirit Monsters in the mountains; he saw them with his own eyes, this is true."

Several hunters were incredibly nervous, their palms covered in cold sweat; as people who grew up in the deep mountains, they had an innate sense of awe toward the various legends of the Mountain.

Just at this moment, a burst of laughter like silver bells drifted over, and suddenly, six fox-like women in light, ethereal clothing appeared barefoot, stepping on the twigs and withered leaves on the ground, swaying their seductive figures as they slowly pressed toward the group.

Everyone had a scantily clad woman pressed against them; except for Chen Yu, the gazes of all the others were dull, involuntarily responding to the women's movements.

The woman beside Chen Yu teased him, leaning into his ear, her breath like orchids: "Brother, why aren't you moving? Am I not pretty?"

"Pretty, but the woman by my side is a hundred times prettier than you." Chen Yu sneered, and suddenly a cold glint flashed through his eyes; his Divine Sense instantly formed a giant wave, violently assaulting the woman.

The woman let out a cry of surprise and retreated repeatedly, and the women beside the others also involuntarily backed away; the six figures merged into one, and a woman in extremely strange attire appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Still not waking up?" Chen Yu shouted deeply, and those who were in the illusion instantly woke up.

The woman before them was dressed seductively, her brows naturally carrying a sense of allure, and a pair of soul-snatching eyes could make one fall instantly.

Only the trace of chilling coldness hidden in her eyes made people tremble slightly.

"We have things to do coming here today; it is best if we don't interfere with each other, otherwise, you know the consequences." Chen Yu said indifferently.

"Hehehe." A burst of laughter like wind chimes came: "It's been many years; it's not easy to have so many people come, how could I bear to let you go? You all stay and keep me company."

Following the laughter, the woman's figure suddenly turned into a wisp of light smoke; above the smoke, six heads suddenly condensed and surged toward the group, and those six beautiful faces instantly turned into six ferocious mouths, gnawing toward Chen Yu and the others.

"Ghosts..." Several hunters screamed in terror, while Zhang Ji and Wang Yi pulled their triggers without hesitation.

Bang, bang, bang—the machine gun rang out, and bullets poured out.

But these bullets only pierced through the afterimages of the heads and did not harm them.

The six heads opened their bloody maws and lunged to gnaw at the group.

At this critical moment, Chen Yu beckoned with his right hand, and six sword shadows formed; with a *pu* sound, the head in the lead exploded like a rotten watermelon.

A shrill scream came; the woman's six heads were one entity, and no matter which one was injured, she would suffer great pain herself.

Immediately following, the remaining five streaks of Sword Qi whistled over; *pu, pu, pu*, the remaining heads were all shattered.

The woman's soul body was damaged, and she turned into a wisp of clear smoke to flee, her shrill voice ringing out: "You wait, this Mountain is under my control, I guarantee that not one of you will escape, ah..."

Before she could finish her threats, Chen Yu slashed a sword over; the Li Chen emitted a powerful Sword Light, and as the clear smoke was illuminated by the radiance, it instantly vanished into thin air.

"Mr. Chen... is she, is she destroyed?" A hunter asked tremblingly.

"Soul scattered, not even dregs left." Chen Yu smiled slightly; this sentence was true, a mere Mountain Spirit and Demon Charm really didn't require him to put in much effort to resolve.

"Amazing, the older generation in our village tells stories about this kind of thing as if it were divine, saying it's even more powerful than the Mountain God." Several hunters looked at Chen Yu with admiration.

Just at this moment, another flash of white smoke passed, and an old man appeared before them.

"There's another one." The hunters panicked instantly.

"Don't panic, he is not one of those demon charms." Chen Yu took a look: "This is the Mountain God from your legends."

"Mountain God? You are actually the Mountain God?" The group looked at the old man with some disbelief.

"Yes, he is the Mountain God." Chen Yu nodded.

"Many thanks, Immortal, for removing a thorn in my side for me." The old man walked toward Chen Yu and bowed deeply to him.

"Was that thing just now your arch-nemesis?" Chen Yu asked.

"Yes, I have lived in this Mountain for nearly a hundred years; she and I are from the same era, and I obtained a bit of fortune to become the God of the deep mountains, guarding the peace of the region, but she took the path of no return, pretending to be a god or ghost in the deep mountains to harm people."

The Mountain God sighed slightly and said: "But she absorbs the essence of living people and eats human souls, so her Cultivation is much stronger than mine; I have been suppressed and even enslaved by her for all these years. If it weren't for the Immortal's arrival, I don't know when I would have been able to be liberated."

"Then you know what to do from now on, right?" Chen Yu asked.

"I know; my duty is to guard the peace of the region. In recent years, the people near these deep mountains have not had an easy life; there is a lack of water, so I will appropriately divert the mountain springs for the nearby villagers to use," the Mountain God said respectfully.

"That's good, don't be like her, or you won't even know how you died in the end." Chen Yu nodded.

"Lord Mountain God." Several hunters hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed incessantly.

"Hehe, you are people from nearby, right? After you go back, tell the people in your village that in a few days, mountain springs will be diverted down. You repair the water storage canals, and then the villages for ten miles around won't have to fight and die every year over that bit of water," the Mountain God smiled slightly.