After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 760 Fierce Battle in the Mountains, Rampant Soldiers Turn Against Themselves!
The shaman performs rituals, singing, dancing, and rapping!

Huang Daolin's voice seemed to resonate with the surrounding space.

The malevolent energy gathered inside the ancestral hall also began to stir.

"Susususu..."

Just then, a soft sound came from the night sky.

No one needed to look; a massive swarm of paper figures flew in.

It was clearly an attempt to disrupt Huang Daolin's religious ceremony.

However, this person is seriously underestimating everyone present.

With three powerful cultivators at the True Realm level in charge, how could you possibly succeed?

This person hides in the shadows, using only the technique of splashing ink to infuse souls, engaging in minor acts of harassment.

This describes someone who is cautious and meticulous, outwardly fierce but inwardly timid.

The three of them immediately released their spiritual power, creating a barrier that enveloped the entire Tong family ancestral hall.

The paper figures crashed wildly against the barrier, like a swarm of ferocious insects, overwhelming and terrifying in their sheer force.

"Boom bang bang..."

They coalesced into fireballs and rushed to the barrier, where they exploded.

However, it still couldn't shake the barrier built by the three masters using their primordial spirit power.

"Junior Brother Huang, do you really disregard the bond between fellow disciples?"

After struggling for a long time without success, the paper figure seemed a little frustrated and condensed into a huge human face in the air, hanging above the ancestral hall, looking extremely oppressive.

A spiritual transmission, an aged and angry voice, resounded throughout the entire area.

Huang Daolin ignored him and continued his singing, dancing, and rapping.

Chen Yang stood not far behind Huang Daolin, watching the giant face warily.

"boom!"

Runes danced on the giant face, and arcs of light filled the air. A bolt of lightning shot out, piercing straight through the primordial spirit barrier and striking down at Huang Daolin, who was performing a ritual below.

"choke!"

Chen Yang knew this person knew lightning techniques, so he was naturally on guard and thrust his long-handled broadsword directly into the air.

The powerful electric current struck the Mo Dao, but was directly drawn away by it and introduced into Chen Yang's body.

Chen Yang trembled and activated the Five Thunder Escape Technique, channeling the thunderous power into his thunder veins.

I also took the opportunity to stimulate some acupoints.

His second lightning meridian is already open, and his third lightning meridian is more than half open as well.

The opponent's lightning technique had limited physical harm to him, but it was beneficial to his own lightning technique training. Overall, the advantages outweighed the disadvantages.

He couldn't wait for the other party to strike him a few more times, and also to help him cultivate the Five Thunder Escape Technique.

As the exercise was circulated, the numbness in my body quickly subsided.

"It's you again, you little brat, you're asking for it."

The giant face in the air let out an angry roar.

"Shh!"

Zhou Mingyuan released his flying sword, and a beam of sword light slashed directly at the giant face.

"boom!"

The giant paper face collapsed instantly, but quickly reformed.

"Junior Brother Huang, have you forgotten the friendship we shared back then? Do you really intend to help them make things difficult for me and cause fratricide?" The paper giant's face twisted as it let out a fierce shout.

"Humph!"

Huang Daolin let out a muffled groan, and his singing and dancing abruptly stopped.

Just when everyone thought he might have been influenced by Tong Chen, they saw Huang Daolin holding the command arrow and slashing at the wooden puppet on the table.

Bang!
The wooden puppet split open instantly.

"what!"

In the sky, the giant face's features suddenly changed, and it let out a cry of pain.

She almost lost her composure and swayed violently before sinking down.

Huang Daolin grabbed a bowl of pure Yang water from the table and suddenly splashed it into the air.

This splash didn't look like water; it looked more like a bowl of gasoline.

The giant face burst into flames the moment it was splashed with water.

The paper figures attached to them seemed to have suddenly lost their divinity and fell down one after another.

"what……"

A spiritual resonance ensued, and the giant paper doll's face screamed in agony.

The wooden puppet was destroyed, and suffered a backlash.

"Huang Daolin, since you have no regard for our fellow disciples, don't blame me for being ruthless. Don't forget, I know your birth date and time very well. If you have the ability, come and find me. None of you will live."

The sound grew weaker and weaker. In just a moment, the fire died down, and the paper figures fell to the ground, turning into ashes.

Huang Daolin ignored him and grabbed hair, nails, teeth and other things from the broken wooden puppet on the table, throwing them into the half bowl of Dragon Boat Festival water mixed with chicken blood next to him.

Stir it up, and then a yellow talisman is inserted.

"boom!"

Flames instantly erupted in the bowl.

Huang Daolin picked up the ox horn and blew on it; the contents of the bowl quickly burned to ashes.

He picked up the bowl, went to the red-crested rooster, pried open the rooster's beak, and poured the remaining liquid in the bowl directly down its throat.

The rooster cooperated and drank it all up.

Huang Daolin tore off a piece of red cloth, tied it to the head of the big red rooster, and blindfolded it.

"...Boundless True Ruler, Lord Zhao Hou Holy Lord of the Yuanhuang Assembly, Master Luo Gong, and your subordinates, the Five Routes, Five Demons, and Five Camps of soldiers, please lead the way!"

"Edict!"

Huang Daolin chanted an incantation and touched the chicken's head with his hand.

"Oh oh oh..."

As if awakened, the rooster suddenly let out a sharp crow.

With a sudden flap of its wings, it jumped off the master's sword, circled the altar three times, and ran straight towards the entrance of the ancestral hall.

"Okay, follow it."

Huang Daolin said something and had already followed the red-crested rooster out.

Chen Yang and the others quickly followed.

As previously agreed, Zhou Mingyuan stayed behind, since Tong Chuan and others were still in the village, and they were afraid that this group of people might take advantage of their absence to cause trouble in the village.

Although the other side has members of the Tong family, it seems that Tong Chen and his group do not consider the Tong family members as their own. In other words, they are somewhat ungrateful.

With Zhou Mingyuan, a master at the late stage of the Dao Realm, in charge, things should be stable.

……

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Dawa Mountain.

The red-crowned rooster ran out of the village and headed straight into the mountains. It was as if it had taken some kind of drug; the rooster was extremely excited and ran very fast.

It flapped its wings, ran a distance, and then flew up again. Chen Yang and the others almost couldn't catch up with it.

They soon entered the mountain pass. Although the rooster was blindfolded, it didn't seem to have any difficulty seeing. It ran very fast and darted all the way to the top of the mountain.

Chickens' eyesight deteriorates at night.

Huang Daolin used magic to open its spiritual aperture, allowing it to remember Tong Chen's aura. As a creature of extreme yang, it was extremely sensitive to yin energy. At this moment, it relied entirely on its senses to follow the scent. Covering its eyes could prevent it from being misled by blurred vision.

The group moved very quickly and soon reached the top of the mountain.

The big red rooster seemed tireless, clucking as it headed straight for the west.

"Uncle, that person just said he knows your birth date and time..." Chen Yang said worriedly, following closely behind Huang Daolin.

"He just wanted to remind me that he could use magic to harm me at any time. Don't be afraid, I know his birthday too," Huang Daolin said casually.

Hearing him say that, Chen Yang felt a little relieved.

It must be said that the magic of this sect is truly mysterious and unpredictable.

"Oh oh oh!"

The rooster stopped in front of a mountain pass, stood on a large, moss-covered rock, and crowed once towards the pass.

Arrived!

Everyone became alert.

There was no moon tonight, and it was very dark in the mountains. The surrounding forests were filled with the chirping of various insects, and every now and then a bird would coo, making the night very quiet.

Although it was dark, it did not affect Chen Yang and the others' vision. With a sweep of their mental energy, they could take in the surrounding situation.

Ahead was a small mountain pass, with low peaks on the left and right. Behind the pass was a vast plain covered with a tall forest.

"call!"

The red-crested rooster flapped its wings and leaped up, flying towards the mouth of the valley.

After landing, it darted into the woods, its two paws moving incredibly fast as it ran straight into the depths of the forest.

Deep in the woods.

A huge pit appeared before everyone, hundreds of meters wide and tens of meters deep.

The pit was filled with azaleas, which were in full bloom and had a wonderful fragrance.

Not far from the pit, there was a cliff with a cave at the bottom. The big red rooster ran straight towards the cave.

"Shh!"

A sword aura shot out from the cave, heading straight for the big red rooster.

"Keng!"

Xuan Jing acted first, releasing her primordial spirit power and shattering the sword energy.

"Cluck..."

The big red rooster, having narrowly escaped death, was swept away by a strong gust of wind and flapped its wings, flying more than ten meters backward before landing beside Huang Daolin.

"Kakaka..."

The group stood outside the cave and could only hear the sounds of chains dragging on the ground and metal scraping coming from inside.

That voice... it sounds so familiar.

Rampant soldiers!

A large group of heavily armored soldiers filed out of the cave.

At the same time, behind Chen Yang and the others, one after another, soldiers clad in bronze armor crawled out of the pit.

Two groups of soldiers, one in front and one behind, surrounded Chen Yang and his three companions.

There are quite a few.

The two groups combined probably number around two hundred.

"Roar!"

The soldiers roared in unison, their voices shaking like thunder.

Holding iron chains and weapons, they resembled ghostly soldiers seeking death, their terrifying auras overlapping and soaring straight to the heavens.

Compared to the iron-armored mad soldiers, these bronze-armored mad soldiers seemed to possess a more imposing aura, with their average cultivation level likely exceeding the mid-stage of the Spirit Realm. Their pale, ferocious faces were etched with cruelty and madness.

The power of a military formation can easily shake a person's mind.

A single rogue soldier is indeed not a threat, but hundreds of them are a bit frightening.

After all, even a lot of ants can kill an elephant. In the cultivation world, true masters are not afraid of fighting alone; what they fear is this situation.

A military formation, a large number of low-level cultivators, or even just a huge number of ordinary people, can turn the battlefield into a massive meat grinder.

Under the ruthless human wave tactics, even if you are a powerful expert at the Celestial Realm, you may be swept up and ground to dust, never to recover.

Human strength has its limits; you can't keep killing forever. There will always be a time when your strength is exhausted.

Fortunately, there weren't too many of the rabid soldiers on site; with four people on each side, each person could handle fifty or sixty of them.

"kill."

Xuan Jing had been holding back his anger for a long time. Before the rampaging soldiers could launch an attack, he took the initiative, picked up his Zen staff, and together with Xuan Qing, charged towards the obviously stronger bronze armor army formation.

Chen Yang didn't hesitate either, wielding a long-handled broadsword, and charged into the ranks of the armored soldiers.

As true essence was poured into it, arcs of light flickered and electric current surged on the blade of the Mo Dao.

With a single sweeping strike, the Mo Dao, imbued with lightning attributes, unleashed a vast arc of light, delivering immense destructive power. The three rampaging soldiers in front of him were instantly cleaved away, their armor shattered, and their bodies charred black from the electric shock.

"Roar!"

The horde of soldiers were no pushovers either, and immediately surrounded and pounced on Chen Yang.

Chen Yang swung his longsword in a circle.

The lightning surged and poured into the Mo Dao, causing the blade to blaze with intense lightning.

sizzle...

The blade's light, imbued with the power of thunder, was released instantly, enveloping everything within a radius of ten meters in arc light.

More than ten rampaging soldiers were instantly blasted away.

"Woo!"

A horn sounded from inside the cave.

Upon hearing the bugle call, the soldiers, still fearless, charged towards Chen Yang.

Hundreds of armored soldiers surged forward like a tidal wave, determined to overwhelm Chen Yang and kill him.

"Woooooooo..."

Just then, several more bugle calls sounded.

It was Huang Daolin.

With his left hand, he wielded a large, finely-gold iron hammer, smashing one of the soldiers in front of him into the ground. With his right hand, he untied the ox horn hanging from his waist and began to blow on it.

As soon as the bugle sounded, the frenzied soldiers in front of them froze in their tracks.

The bugle call to quell the chaos.

"Woooo..."

The sound of horns came from the cave again.

It was short and urgent, slightly different from Huang Daolin's horn sound.

This is the bugle call to send troops; the military commander is urging the troops to continue their attack.

"Woooo..."

Huang Daolin puffed out his cheeks and continued blowing the horn, his voice soothing and long, clearly signaling the barbarians to retreat.

They ordered an attack on one hand, while simultaneously ordering a retreat on the other.

The chaotic horn sounds momentarily confused the soldiers, causing their formation to fall into disarray. Many soldiers even stood frozen in place, unsure of what to do.

opportunity!

Chen Yang, Xuan Jing, and Xuan Qing seized the opportunity and, like wolves among sheep, slaughtered indiscriminately.

"Woooo..."

The bugle calls continued to rise and fall.

The rampaging soldiers quickly fell.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, the horde of soldiers seemed to explode.

One of the soldiers, its eyes reddening, let out an angry roar.

"Hoohoho..."

Then the second one, the third one...

The chaotic horn sounds drove the soldiers to the brink of madness, and they roared in a chilling frenzy.

They then broke away from the battle and ran wildly towards the cave.

When the Five Witches leave the camp, the earth shakes and the sky trembles; if they do not return to their positions after three horn calls, blood and evil spirits will surely return.

The chaotic bugle calls and commands have already caused the Five Wraiths troops to lose control. Once the Five Wraiths troops are out of control, there will only be one outcome: they will turn against their leader.

The two battalions of copper and iron soldiers had already been decimated by Chen Yang and his two companions, but there were still over a hundred survivors.

The rampant soldiers have turned on their comrades, showing no mercy even to their own family. This is likely to be a serious matter for the person behind this.

Chen Yang, Xuan Jing, and Xuan Qing quickly moved closer to Huang Daolin.

Indeed, when it comes to dealing with those who follow the Fa (Falun Gong), it's still best to rely on those who follow the Fa.

As the saying goes, brine sets tofu, and one thing can subdue another.

In this situation, all you can do is foolishly use brute force; they'll just blow their horns a few times and turn the tyrannical soldiers against you.

"Bang bang bang..."

Soon, the sounds of fighting came from inside the cave.

But it soon quieted down, and several figures darted out of the cave.

They quickly lined up in a row and stood at the cave entrance.

They were all dressed in black robes, a total of seven people, their heads covered with black veils, making it impossible to see their faces.

The seven individuals were similar in stature, and their auras were unpredictable, but all were at least above the Creation Realm.

"puppet."

Huang Daolin offered a reminder.

Wooden figure represents the calamity.

Chen Yang and Xuan Jing had both experienced their strength firsthand; each individual was quite formidable, and now seven of them had appeared at once.

Tong Chen, wasn't he already suffering from the backlash? He should be injured by now, yet he still has the ability to control so many wooden puppets at the same time.

Or perhaps, Tong Chen wasn't the only one controlling these puppets?
Tong Kui? Or is there something else in the cave?
The other side clearly didn't give Chen Yang and his group a chance to think; the seven of them pounced on them without even a word.

One person faced Xuan Qing, one person faced Xuan Jing, one person faced Chen Yang, and the remaining four people all rushed towards Huang Daolin.

It's obvious they want to take down Huang Daolin now. The other side isn't stupid; they know Huang Daolin is the biggest threat.

"boom!"

The black-clad puppet facing Chen Yang wielded a bronze sword, unleashing its sword intent to instantly lock onto Chen Yang.

The next instant, a terrifying sword light hurtled towards him.

Chen Yang wasn't flustered; he had fought before and had experience.

He himself had also comprehended sword intent, although it was not as powerful as the puppet's sword intent, it was enough for him to break free from the opponent's sword intent lock.

With the help of the Three Corpse Divine Tree's primordial spirit power, the pressure on Chen Yang was greatly reduced. His golden body released a faint golden light, ignoring the opponent's sword energy attack. He brandished his Mo Dao and directly used lightning techniques to bombard the puppet.

……

On the other side, the puppets fighting against Xuan Jing and Xuan Qing were only using lightning magic from a distance to dodge the two, without any intention of fighting head-on. Their only goal was to hold them off and prevent them from going to rescue Huang Daolin.

Huang Daolin also unleashed his golden body at this moment, swinging his golden hammer high into the air.

That golden hammer was specially made for Chen Yang by Guan Meiqi. It was much stronger than the iron hammer that Chen Yang used, both in terms of weight and quality.

However, facing four opponents alone, he was clearly at a disadvantage.

Four puppets surrounded him, their bronze clubs raining down like a storm, forcing him to retreat repeatedly.

"Shh!"

At that moment, a flash of blood suddenly appeared.

"Keng!"

The blood-red light struck the two puppets behind Huang Daolin, instantly sending them flying.

"hiss!"

A small white snake soared into the air, and then two more streaks of blood-red light attacked.

The two puppets in front of Huang Daolin were also blasted away.

The puppet's body emitted metallic sparks.

Not a wooden puppet?

Huang Daolin raised an eyebrow. It was a bronze puppet!

"drink!"

As if nothing had happened, the four puppets flipped themselves up, let out a low shout, and quickly surrounded Huang Daolin again.

……

At the same time, Chen Yang also noticed something was wrong.

The long-handled sword struck the puppet in front of him, producing a metallic clanging sound, followed by a trail of sparks and lightning.

The puppet's body is clearly made of metal.

Moreover, it has extremely high hardness.

Completely ignoring Chen Yang's attacks, the lightning spells had no effect on the opponent.

It's no longer a wooden puppet that's possessed, but a much more powerful bronze puppet.

This is the true golden body.

Chen Yang felt a chill run down his spine and quickly put away his long-handled sword and took out his iron hammer.

"boom!"

Chen Yang swung his hammer, but the bronze puppet on the other side didn't dodge at all. It directly took the blow with its body and took the opportunity to strike Chen Yang's back with its sword.

"Keng!"

Chen Yang's golden body trembled, and the impact widened the distance between the two.

"Strike his Baihui acupoint!"

At this moment, Huang Daolin called out.

Without hesitation, Chen Yang charged toward the bronze puppet in front of him, hammer in hand.

"Humph!"

The bronze puppet let out a cold snort.

With sword intent unleashed, he unleashed the Lesser Yang Sword Technique, and terrifying sword energy relentlessly attacked Chen Yang.

"Shh!"

Chen Yang shattered the sword energy with a single hammer blow, and with a flick of his left hand, a red rope shot out.

call out!
The red rope quickly wrapped around the bronze figure's body, unexpectedly tightening its grip on his hands and feet.

Chen Yang leaped into the air and slammed his hammer directly at the top of the bronze statue's head.

(End of this chapter)