Chapter 1433: The Soaring Mountain Descends (II)

Standing across from him, Helian Wujiang’s black and silver armor gleamed as the eye on his chest blinked faintly. His outer robe fluttered in the wind. He held a long sword in one hand and a dharma whip in the other, silently examining Li Ximing.

The wound in his abdomen healed within the rolling Baleful Qi and seemed no longer serious. Only streaks of Bright Yang color flowed within, constantly suppressed by the Baleful Qi. Clearly, it was not just the chaotic stars that restrained him. Helian Wujiang himself was also easing the pressure within his body.

A pale slash mark had appeared on Helian Wujiang's shoulder, but it was recovering within the surging Baleful Qi. The long sword in his hand shimmered as if preparing another technique.

That devil technique is truly formidable...

Li Ximing did not seem discouraged. He only let out a restrained breath.

That eye was one of the most domineering spell arts Li Ximing had ever seen. It immobilized first, then devoured. It was almost impossible to evade. One bite would immediately injure the dharma body. It was the first time Li Ximing had suffered such a loss from a spell art. As the battle grew more intense, avoiding it became even harder.

Yet Helian Wujiang showed little sign of exhaustion. The Bright Yang radiance within his abdomen only grew more intense. If he had not paused to suppress it, Li Ximing might not have noticed any strain at all.

Bang!

As the long sword in his hand shone and the whip recoiled, the light of the chaotic stars gradually faded. That sharp-browed, deep-eyed face returned to serenity.

Li Ximing's hand pressed onto the [Surging Yang Star Command Treasure Disk], still holding it in reverse.

He is preparing to retreat...

Helian Wujiang's expression darkened slightly. The [Surging Yang Star Command Treasure Disk] was an excellent treasure. That last retreat had already brought him to the edge of the Baleful Sea. If he used it again, Li Ximing would have little difficulty escaping. Everything just now would have been for nothing.

What a pity...

At that moment, a streak of blue-black light shot into the sky, carrying a sinister glow as it brushed against Helian Wujiang's silver boots. The man frowned slightly.

It was Daoist Master Luo arriving with timely support. Unlike the seriousness and coldness he had displayed toward Li Ximing, Helian Wujiang now seemed faintly angered, as if insulted. His brows tightened. The dharma sword that had been about to return to its sheath was suddenly drawn, flashing with layers of light.

"A rat of crooked paths... you dare!"

But it was not the only thing that came at him. A long strip of black cloth covered in countless eyes also swept through the air. It was Daoist Master Luo's most renowned treasure, the [Thousand-Eyed Light-Nurturing Robe], nurtured over a lifetime.

Though disdainful, Helian Wujiang did not take it lightly. He exhaled Baleful Qi onto his sword. Light flared brightly and blocked the incoming surge of golden radiance. Yet the moment his focus split, the [Heaven-Venerating Gate] rose from within the surging Baleful Sea, dispersing a swath of Baleful Qi.

A streak of [Heavenly Radiance, Hidden Light] shot across the sky.

Not retreating, but charging in instead...

Helian Wujiang immediately turned his head and raised one hand. Surging Baleful Qi gathered and formed into a baleful radiance that blocked the white light. He let the scorching Hidden Light burn against it as the two forces clashed violently.

In your current state, how much threat can you still pose?!

Li Ximing slowly raised his head. His dharma body had been damaged, so the heavenly light could no longer emerge from the center of his brows and could only be released from his palm. Though half his head was gone, he turned slightly to the side. His hand still grasped the treasure disk, as if preparing to escape.

Yet as his mana flowed into it, he silently muttered within his heart,

Still not showing yourself? You've been hiding for so long. Do you really have the patience to keep waiting? Do you still want to earn this favor from me? I'm about to leave!

Splash...

At that moment, rain fell once more between heaven and earth, tinged faintly with purple. Helian Wujiang's pupils suddenly widened. He jerked his head up and finally noticed something.

A pair of treasures had appeared among the clouds.

One was a round, flat palm-sized jade disk inscribed with square thunder patterns that resembled a talisman. The other bore white markings on a black base, similar to the Ruler of Manifested Mountains and Rivers, though slightly smaller, gleaming with light.

The flat, bright white jade disk had long been accumulating power. It released surging silver-white lightning filled with a dangerous aura. The black-and-white talisman-like strip pulsed as if it was breathing, spewing blazing crimson flames that arrived in an instant!

Helian Wujiang broke out in a cold sweat. The eye on his chest blinked once, then flipped over, revealing its pitch-black backside. With lightning and fire bearing down, his first instinct was to protect that eye.

Boom!

Silver-white lightning and crimson flames engulfed him in an instant, crackling down his gleaming black-silver armor. Waves of black smoke erupted. The spreading Baleful Qi surged skyward as the [Rakshasa Sea] churned violently. Even his long sword was caught in the blast, and the surging Baleful Qi and lightning were forced to halt.

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Aaaah!

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The power of that lightning and fire was clearly immense, and it had been gathering strength for a long time. The man in the air trembled violently, letting out a heart-rending howl that caused everyone present to falter for a moment.

𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

But this was far from the end. Daoist Master Luo strained himself and immediately turned to block the pursuing Merciful One. Meanwhile, the rain clouds above Helian Wujiang dispersed, revealing a towering white mountain that seemed to pierce through the world!

The great void trembled at once, as if suppressed by some force. A pale white radiance spread across Helian Wujiang's armor, as though seeking to bind him in place.

Helian Wujiang's pupils turned blood-red in an instant. Streams of Baleful Qi seeped from the corners of his eyes and ran down his face as he forced the [Non-Empty Tribulation] to shift. Countless peaks of black qi rose up and collided with the soaring white mountain in the sky.

Clang...

Caught off guard, he spat out a mouthful of black blood. The wound on his face, deep enough to reveal bone, slowly closed. His deep-set eyes locked onto the sky.

"Who?!"

Yet the lightning and flames in the sky grew even more violent, revealing a youth on a scaled bird-beast. He wore a dark blue robe patterned with mysterious designs. His face was small with a slightly pointed chin, giving him a handsome look. He held a sword in his arms as his long hair flowed freely in the wind.

The youth's eyes were bright as he grinned. "Baiye Capital Immortal Dao, Yehui."

Dense clusters of purple fish rained down from the sky with his words. Each was the size of a calf, their scales varying in shade. They bore white skeletal human heads. They covered the sky and turned into streams of purple water as they descended.

[South Chou Waters].

[Eastern Feather Mountain] was a skyborne mountain, a spirit of the land and rivers, bearing wings that hold it aloft. On the other hand, [South Chou Waters] is a nether-flowing current, a gathering of river demons and fiends, wearing human heads and lurking beneath waters that do not flow backward. Now, as it descended, it struck down a portion of the Baleful Qi, breaking it into specks of cold fiend energy that fell to the ground.

What kind of figure was Yehui? He had obtained the orthodox Douxuan Dao lineage and shared the same origin as Changxiao. Helian Wujiang had been caught off guard and his divine abilities were now greatly weakened. His situation was quickly turning perilous. Yet the lightning and flames did not cease as they continued to crash down across the sky.

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Hahahahaha!

"

The moment he appeared, Daoist Master Luo dropped all pretense and looked like a man reveling in sudden fortune. Though his earlier rash move had caused the two monks to beat out streams of dark qi from him, his face was filled with exhilarated laughter. He nodded toward Yehui from afar.

Clearly, Daoist Master Luo had not acted on impulse. His relationship with Yehui was far from ordinary. Having received prior notice, he had risked his own safety to hold back Helian Wujiang!

"Yehui! Think this through!" The situation shifted in an instant. From the side, the pot-bellied monk erupted in fury, grinding his teeth as he shouted, "You come from a clean background. You could have stayed out of this, yet you choose to stand with the Supreme Yang Dao lineage. Do not blame us for showing no mercy!"

The youth in the sky appeared gentle. He smiled at the words, yet his eyes were filled with a rising cold fury. "You bald donkey... you brought your people to my doorstep. Three or four Merciful Ones joined forces to abduct my disciples, storm my mountain gate, and demand that my juniors surrender. And now you ask whether I should stay out of it? I should rip your damned head off."