Wet viviparity

Chapter 747 Appearance, Pushing Knife Palm

"No!"

"presumptuous."

"It's true that old habits die hard."

Deep within Ziding Mountain, several primordial spirits, upon seeing Ma Ling angrily casting a spell, summoning the white ape's true form that had undergone countless trials and tribulations, attempting to break through the gate and confront the mortal realm, all voiced their angry rebukes.

Ziding Mountain is a blessed land of immortals in Taoyuan Prefecture, renowned among all the immortals and saints, and no less than the Five Sacred Mountains of the world. Now, with Ma Ling's meddling, it seems to be turning into a place for fighting and violence.

Among those who spoke out in condemnation, Jingjing'er was the most agitated.

He detested Ma Ling's violent behavior, and as the chief official of Yanshou Palace, he was in charge of ensuring the smooth operation of the mountain's fire, wind, and water.

Now, on this sunny eastern slope, half of a green peak has been knocked down, slightly damaging the feng shui of the area. This undoubtedly adds a "scar" to Ziding Mountain.

Admittedly, this is not a major or substantial disaster in the context of the entire mountain area, but at the level of Yanshou Palace, it is a serious dereliction of duty on his part, and it has also tarnished the reputation of Ziding Mountain as a place of tranquility.

Jingjing felt his face turning red, as if he had been slapped hard by Ma Ling. In his position, no other official had ever made such a fool of himself.

He could already imagine that this joke would be passed around among his colleagues in the palace.

Although there were many voices of condemnation in the mountains, no one actually took action. Ma Ling's privately built "immortal ladder" had already been identified by those in the world who were interested in finding treasures by using the ladder. This was naturally not an isolated incident.

This demon is so audacious, it must have something to rely on, and that is the reason why the cultivators in the mountains cannot make a move.

Even though Jingjing'er was already furious and raging, she was waiting for a dignified person to step forward so that they could share the pressure behind this. This kind of battle was never just a simple contest of magic.

Ma Ling, standing outside the gate, couldn't care less about any of that; he was only focused on retrieving the treasure.

Behind the door, the white ape's true form suddenly raised its head and let out a cry that echoed through the mountains and valleys. Its body swelled in the wind, its bones cracked like muffled thunder, and its muscles bulged like dragons and snakes.

In the blink of an eye, it had grown to a height of tens of feet, with fangs like halberds in its mouth and white fur like snow on its body. Its demonic aura passed through the gate, soaring into the sky and stirring up a demonic wind that covered more than a hundred miles. Its ferocity was far greater than before.

This is the true form of the white ape demon spirit that Ma Ling cultivated diligently for hundreds of years, just one step away from becoming a demon immortal.

Even though she had already unleashed her ferocious and monstrous nature, and her resentment was burning fiercely, her remaining shred of clarity still managed to hold onto her reason. She only extended one arm of her true form outside the door to fight and capture her enemy, which made things look somewhat better on the surface.

He knew very well that he could not escape punishment this time; the only question was whether it was a major or minor offense.

If he can simply and efficiently retrieve the treasure, given his background and connections, and as long as he doesn't alarm the top figures in the imperial court, and then sincerely admits his mistakes and confesses his guilt afterward, he might be able to quell the matter.

The question remains: what exactly is the purpose of that treasure?

Judging from the signs that the divine light transformed from the magic weapon was being gradually worn away during the water and fire refining demon he had just performed, it was not one of the few mountain-suppressing spiritual treasures left behind by the old star lord.

So, those few treasures that guard the mountain are all on Purple Soul Peak, guarded by special personnel and locked by internal restrictions. How could they have been sealed away in the Cold-Repelling Pool in the shady side of the mountain for so long?

Ma Ling guessed that this was an unusual and rare treasure, unlikely to be of any use to the old star lord. Therefore, it had been hidden in the Bihan Pool, its purpose being to nurture it with the spiritual energy of the water there, so as not to diminish its spiritual power and lose its efficacy.

As he pondered, his hairy arm, which was sticking out of the door, kept pushing forward. Wherever the wind from his palm reached, the hundred acres of sea of ​​clouds split in two, and a line of clear sky sank down from the middle.

"not good!"

Both the young and old maids paled, realizing that this was a method of overwhelming force with sheer power.

The Hunling Wuxiang God-Demon, standing in the void, sensed the thoughts of its master, Da Qinggu, in an instant. Like a flash of lightning, it disappeared in a flash, and the next moment, its long, thin arms tightly embraced Xiao Qinggu.

Little Green Maiden held the Black Shadow Golden Blade in the air, silently praying to her teacher, Purple-Faced Golden Granny, for the help of her evil magic to counter the lightning-fast ape's paw.

But when she saw a pair of sinister hands approaching from behind, her face turned deathly pale. She stared in disbelief at her older sister's back as she walked away, murmuring, "No, older sister."

Before she could finish speaking, the Hunling Wuxiang Divine Demon pounced on her. Her entire body moved from reality to illusion, detaching from the mortal world and briefly entering the Yin-Yang Netherworld, leaving only a pale face with tears in her eyes for the black owl in her arms.

Having lost Xiao Qinggu's embrace and support, the Black Owl, harmed by the poison pill, plummeted from the sky.

"Blame me"

The fierce palm wind had already reached him, and a pair of soft, boneless arms lifted him up from behind, whispering in his ear. For a moment, Hei Xiao couldn't tell whether Da Qing Gu was saying "It's my fault" or "It's my fault!"
Behind the Black Owl, the Great Green Maiden urged a hundred demonic shadows to merge into her body.

She used a secret method to guide the demonic shadow to wash over and permeate her entire body in order to forcibly perfect the true form of the evil demon. This process only took half a breath, but it was extremely painful.

At first, these hundred demonic shadows were still wriggling within her blood, bones, and meridians, like fine, cold needles probing the channels, giving Da Qinggu a chilling clarity and emptiness, as if her mind had been instantly cleansed and purified, and her five senses were exceptionally sharp. For a moment, she felt invigorated, all distracting thoughts vanished, and instead of feeling any pain, she experienced a sense of ethereal bliss and a complete transformation.

After the hundred shadows circulated through her meridians for a full cycle, she experienced an indescribable mix of pain and itching, which penetrated her very soul, making her wish she could tear out her flesh and bones for a moment of peace.

Immediately afterwards, it felt as if many people were scratching at his entire body from the inside out. Every bone was being pounded, every meridian was being pulled, and his skin gradually lost its color, revealing a withered face with demonic shadows writhing beneath his skin.

The light in her eyes was intense, and her keen senses amplified the pain. But she had no choice but to persevere to the death, otherwise, the slightest lapse would lead to her marrow drying up, her blood freezing, and her body and soul being destroyed.

Despite this, Da Qinggu still held the golden knife in one hand and the black owl's waist in the other, standing in the clouds, her plain face gradually revealing a heroic aura.

The ape's paw pierced through the air, and the Great Green Maiden swung her blade to parry.

For a moment, the ape's paw clashed with the golden knife, momentarily halting in mid-air, then quickly pushed again, causing another momentary halt.

The ape palm pushed out several times in succession, and each time the palm slowed down, it triggered a burst of qi, which made the hearts of all the cultivators panic.

After being pushed by the giant white-haired hand, Da Qing Gu, who had been pushed several times, had lost her hairpin and was disheveled. Holding a knife, she laughed bitterly and seemed to have a death wish.

At this critical moment, light shone from the horizon.

That was neither the light of the sun nor the light of Taoist magic, but countless rays of gray-silver magnetic light, falling rapidly from dozens of miles away, vast and mighty, illuminating the entire area of ​​the sky and clouds.

"Blessings and Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!"

A clear and peaceful Taoist name, yet containing profound majesty, resounded from the deepest part of the millions of magnetic light rays, from the pure lotus shrouded in mist.

The voice, neither loud nor soft, was like a great bell, instantly dispelling the ferocious and murderous atmosphere that filled the space.

The pure white lotus pedestal drifted in from the center of the dense, overwhelming rays.

Seated on the lotus platform is a Taoist priest dressed in black robes and wearing a golden crown, with a refined and ethereal appearance. The magnetic rays filling the sky are coming from the silver bottle he holds in his hands.

Ji Mingbao had a solemn appearance, his eyes were clear as an ancient well without waves, without sorrow or joy, and he simply raised his left hand holding the bottle slightly.

"receive."

A soft shout, like a gentle breeze sweeping across the hillside.

The relic bottle suddenly spun, and the millions of magnetic lines that spread across the space here, like swirling stars, all coiled around the ape arm that had already been pushed ten feet away, transforming into a magnetic light vortex that combined strength and gentleness.

The ape arm that had been extended from inside the portal suddenly froze.

The power in his palm, enough to overturn mountains and rivers, vanished rapidly in the gentle magnetic light, as if he were trapped in an incredibly viscous fluid. Even though he struggled to move forward inch by inch, he was unable to capture the witch and the thief.

"You wicked ape, stop now!"

Ji Ming looked down and said softly.

His response was a low growl, and the portal was suddenly pushed up, trying to squeeze more bodies out.

"Here comes the knife!"

Ji Ming called out softly.

The golden knife in Da Qinggu's hand was attracted by the magnetic force, flew out of her hand, and fell into Ji Ming's hand.

Gently stroking the blade, the demonic intent within it faltered slightly. Ji Ming smiled and said, "Please lend me this blade, Granny, to help me out of this predicament!"

Having said that, without waiting for the demonic intent within the blade to respond, he calmly and confidently flicked his finger across the blade. As expected, the golden blade rang out with a joyful sound, and then Ji Ming held the golden blade upright, the blue and yellow divine willow patterns flashing across the blade.

Ji Ming used his supernatural power, the Six Earth Divine Forces, to activate the golden knife. As the blade gently fell, everyone, regardless of whether they were inside or outside the sect, or whether their cultivation level was high or low, subconsciously felt a chill on their neck.

Outside the gate, the thick, ape-like arm that had been pushed so far, like a bridge spanning the sky, had been severed at the shoulder.

His entire arm suddenly lost its strength, and like a long, soft noodle wrapped in flour, it plummeted down from the clouds, crashing into the dense forest and blocking a river.

After the blade fell, an unprecedented silence and tranquility descended upon this place.

(End of this chapter)