Chapter 2739 - 885: Arrival! (Double - , 7000 Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 2739: Chapter 885: Arrival! (Double Chapter, 7000 Monthly Tickets)

He swallowed elixir medicines and spiritual medicine to restore his mana and fully activated the Michen Banner.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

The Michen Banner, like a colorful cloud, wrapped around Lu Changsheng, continuously traversing through the void, breaking through the gang winds and lightning storms, and the chaotic currents of the void.

Its speed had already surpassed that of many Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivators.

Relying on this Escape Form Treasure, Lu Changsheng was the first to catch up after Qianren True Lord broke free of his lockdown and suppression, forcing the opponent to continue fleeing through self-detonation of his magic body.

However, with the Nine Abysses Xuanwu Armor and Fourth Rank Middle Stage body, Qianren True Lord’s self-detonation of the Nascent Soul magic body posed no threat to him.

He withstood the explosion directly and captured the Nascent Soul Spirit Body.

...

Beast God Mountain.

Nine Spirits True Lord frowned, unable to suppress his anxiety when Mo Luo had not returned for a long time.

Although he didn’t know the details of the opponent’s strength, he had a rough estimate.

A Nascent Soul Middle Stage’s strength; how could they not even resolve Yangming True Lord’s spiritual pet and puppet?

"Be prepared, Yangming True Lord is about to arrive."

At this moment, Nine Spirits True Lord received a message from Mo Luo.

His face immediately turned serious.

He knew Mo Luo had encountered an unexpected situation along the way.

Nine Spirits True Lord took a deep breath, looked at the dragon crocodile in the Abyss Blood Pool in front of him, formed a gesture incantation, and stopped further cultivating.

He tossed a Blood Fiend Beast Pill into the dragon crocodile’s mouth, sealing it into a deep slumber completely.

When Yangming True Lord arrives, he would use a secret technique to awaken the dragon crocodile.

"Yangming brat..."

Nine Spirits True Lord looked at the sleeping dragon crocodile before him and glanced around at the entire Beast God Mountain, clenching his fists tightly, his face cold and filled with hatred.

Once the dragon crocodile fully awakens and enters a frenzy state, his spiritual vein dojo, which had consumed countless painstaking efforts and heritage spanning thousands of years, would be severely damaged.

In the future, Beast God Mountain would no longer exist.

And in his view, the person responsible for all this was Yangming True Lord!

If it weren’t for the opponent’s prior engagement with the Heavenly Corpse Sect Master and obliterating the Heavenly Silkworm True Monarch’s magic body, his Liang Country would have long advantageously expanded, seizing over half of Yue Country’s territory.

Using these lands and resources, his Liang Country and Jin Kingdom could slowly devour Yue Country and Jiang Country.

It was Yangming True Lord who caused the stalemate, and under Mo Luo’s push, he formed a collaboration with Yuan Country, investing all the sect’s accumulated resources into the war.

Originally, everything was back on track.

With the Flood Dragon Saint Son and Nether Moon Saintess becoming two newly advanced Nascent Souls,

given enough time, swallowing up Yue Country and Jiang Country, his Beast God Mountain could reach an unprecedented peak.

But reality struck him hard again.

Heavenly Silkworm True Monarch, the Flood Dragon Saint Son, and Nether Moon Saintess were all captured and killed by Yangming True Lord.

Under these circumstances, how could he not hate Yangming True Lord?

He wished he could flay his skin, draw his tendons, eat his flesh, and break his bones!

Previously, he was the one who pushed for Qianren True Lord to go capture Lu Lingxiao actively.

On one hand, hoping to obtain some information about Yangming True Lord through Lu Lingxiao.

On the other hand, wanting to vent his hatred.

The Golden Lion King sensed its master’s anger from afar, growling lowly, "Master, you are blinded by hatred."

Despite being master and spiritual pet,

as a Fourth Rank Transformed Demon King, it long held an equal position, only acknowledging Nine Spirits True Lord as dominant.

It could sense Nine Spirits True Lord wasn’t as he was, thus speaking up.

"Golden Lion, Beast God Mountain is about to cease to exist."

Nine Spirits True Lord’s tall and sturdy frame looked at the Golden Lion King, speaking in a deep voice.

The Golden Lion King knew Nine Spirits True Lord had deep feelings for Beast God Mountain.

Not only Nine Spirits True Lord, it too harbored feelings for Beast God Mountain.

"Mo Luo is not reliable."

The Golden Lion King said as such.

Although Mo Luo contributed significantly in the Liang Yue War,

it could sense Mo Luo was very cautious and cherished his life, never willing to take risks.

Beast God Mountain arriving at this juncture had a connection with Mo Luo.

"I naturally understand, but we have no other choice."

Nine Spirits True Lord said with a solemn face.

"Preserve yourself as much as possible and head to the Myriad Beasts Demon Sect, this is our only chance for a comeback."

The Golden Lion King chimed in, not placing much trust in Mo Luo.

It hoped Nine Spirits True Lord would retreat once he noticed something was amiss.

"Hmm." Nine Spirits True Lord nodded slightly, his gaze looking to the distance.

...

Outside the hidden Beast God Mountain, Xuanjian True Monarch received a message from his junior brother Yun Jianfeng, concentrating on Heavenly Secrets, his slender, jade-like hand gripping tightly his lifebound flying sword, silently waiting for Mo Luo’s arrival.

Time passed by, little by little.

Who knows how long had passed.

Xuanjian True Monarch, with a sense of realization, looked into the distance.

He didn’t move, proactively heading over.

Instead, he held his lifebound flying sword, continuing to conceal and wait, prepared to slash out with a formidable strike.

Sword cultivators, though not akin to assassins well-versed in assassination techniques;

yet relying on their unparalleled offensive power, had something in common with how assassins relied on a single deadly strike.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Finally, Xuanjian True Monarch saw a silhouette, obscured with a dusky sheen, emerging through the void between the Great Void and reality, heading towards Beast God Mountain.

"Kill!"

Xuanjian True Monarch’s flying sword unsheathed.

A dazzling ray, containing unprecedented lethal intent, appeared from the void, tearing through the sky and earth, aimed towards Mo Luo.

"Boom boom boom—"

This attack carried monstrous might.

Even Mo Luo, with his Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator’s body-protecting magic barrier, had his Nascent Soul realm torn apart by the sword light.

The sword light sought to penetrate further and shatter Mo Luo’s black cloak, trying to annihilate his magic body.