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

Chapter 831 Artillery Fire Plows the Land, A Battle of the Strong!
Chen Yang was caught off guard.

He had just arrived and planned to figure out the situation first, since the Immortal Slaying Ceremony was tomorrow.

Now, the authorities have no intention of waiting for the Immortal Slaying Ceremony to continue.

By this time, those who are supposed to attend the Immortal Slaying Assembly should already be in place.

Although the association had given warnings, there should be quite a few loyal followers of the Gu God Sect. Moreover, the Gu God Sect offered very generous conditions. As long as you attend, you will receive great opportunities. Furthermore, the leader of the Gu God Sect will accept disciples on the spot.

That's an extremely powerful expert at the late stage of the Dao Realm. Being accepted as a disciple by such an existence would be something many people dream of.

People will die for money, just as birds will die for food; there are definitely quite a few people who will take risks.

The Gu God Cult also has many loyal followers, who are entrenched in the deep mountains and are the main targets of this operation.

It can be said that, despite the association's repeated orders, if anyone still comes to participate in the Immortal Slaying Conference, they would not be unjustly killed.

At this moment, Qiao Hongjun walked over and patted Chen Yang on the shoulder, "If you're scared, you can leave. It's better if you don't get involved in what's going on here. Dog Head Mountain is remote, and not many people should go there. We can just send a few people to guard it!"

Chen Yang shook his head. "It's alright. Since we're already here, it's unrealistic to not put in any effort!"

Hearing this, Qiao Hongjun breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Chen Yang was not a disciple of Zixia Temple, and they had no right to force Chen Yang to do something he did not want to do.

……

Night, on Dog Head Mountain.

Chen Yang only brought Sun Tianhao with him.

Near the edge of a cliff at the summit, Chen Yang opened his backpack, and an eight-winged centipede crawled out.

"Just stay here and guard? Wouldn't that be a waste of talent?" The eight-winged centipede climbed onto Chen Yang's shoulder.

Chen Yang shook his head. "We came here to watch the show, we can't possibly head straight for Jin Ding Mountain, can we?"

The eight-winged centipede was speechless.

Chen Yang asked Sun Tianhao, "Where is Jinding Mountain located?"

Sun Tianhao pointed to the western night sky, "Over there, deep in Wuliang Mountain, more than thirty miles from here. If the weather is good, you can see not only Jinding Mountain during the day, but also the Big and Small Black Mountains on both sides of Jinding Mountain. The headquarters of the Gu God Sect is located in the Big and Small Black Mountains. I have been there a few times with my master. There are many experts there..."

"However, many experts do not reside permanently at the main altar. Take the eighteen protectors, for example. Most of them are patriarchs of various grotto-heavens and sects, and they usually operate within their own territories. They only go to the main altar when summoned by the sect to discuss matters..."

“My master is a guest elder of the Gu God Sect, so he has more freedom. We don’t usually need him for meetings; he can go whenever he wants and not go whenever he doesn’t want to. He can come and go from the main altar at any time…”

……

The crescent moon hung like a hook, the starlight dim and hazy, as if foreshadowing some kind of ominous sign.

Beneath the boundless night sky, it was as if an ancient, ferocious beast lay dormant, its gaping maw ready to await the arrival of every uninvited guest.

"I have a feeling that something's not right!"

Chen Yang's gaze followed the direction Sun Tianhao was pointing.

"What's wrong?" the eight-winged centipede asked.

Chen Yang said, "With the authorities making such a big commotion, the Gu God Sect couldn't possibly have been unaware. And with such a massive move as sealing off the mountain, how could that person not know anything? Knowing all this, why didn't he run away? Was he just waiting to be dealt with? Or is he confident that he can withstand the siege of so many experts from the authorities?"

The eight-winged centipede said, "Perhaps he knew that struggling was useless, so he simply gave up resisting!"

The official force mobilized this time was beyond imagination, with a dozen or twenty experts at the Dao True Realm level alone, including several at the late stage of the Dao True Realm.

With such a lineup, how could the Gu God Cult possibly withstand it?
It should be noted that even the leader of the Gu God Cult is said to have only just entered the late stage of the Dao Righteous Realm. No matter how great his abilities are, in the face of absolute power, his futile struggles will only make him a laughingstock.

Give up resistance?

Chen Yang shook his head. "Do you think someone like Ding Huanchun would give up resisting?"

The eight-winged centipede remained silent.

Indeed, although it had never had direct contact with Ding Huanchun, it was not difficult to gain some understanding of this person from its experiences over this period of time.

This is a powerful and cunning opponent. He was able to pull off a clever escape back then. Now, in a situation where he could easily escape, would he give up the fight?

The probability of this is zero!

"Do you think he might have already run away?" Chen Yang asked.

No one gave him an answer.

Even if a powerful expert in the late stage of the Dao Realm seals off the mountain, he can still escape at any time.
If he doesn't leave, and chooses to stay at this time, he must have some other purpose.

So, what could his purpose be?
Chen Yang gazed in the direction of Jinding Mountain.

At the same time, in a different place, no one can say for sure what the situation is like at Jin Ding Mountain.

At this moment, the Three Corpse Divine Tree said, "Chen Yang, I sense the aura of my own kind!"

"Oh?"

Chen Yang was slightly taken aback, but then he realized what was happening.

They had previously suspected that the Gu God Cult likely also possessed a Three Corpse Divine Tree; otherwise, the source of the Gu God Cult's Three Corpse Divine Water would be inexplicable.

Now that the Three Corpse Divine Tree has said this, it undoubtedly confirms the previous speculation.

"Approximately what level are you at?" Chen Yang asked.

"I don't know. I can only sense the aura, not the realm!" said the Three Corpse Divine Tree.

Chen Yang took a deep breath. In the darkness in the distance, a terrifying storm was brewing, making him feel extremely oppressed.

Xiao Jianfeng and the others said that the authorities would likely launch an operation tonight, but Chen Yang did not know the specifics of how.

"Let's go and see for ourselves!"

Chen Yang considered it for a moment and then looked away.

He took out the little white snake. "Old Centipede, are you going?"

The eight-winged centipede knew what he wanted to do. "You can go, but fly high and stay far away. We'll just observe from the sidelines and not intervene unless absolutely necessary."

"Ok!"

Chen Yang nodded, found a secluded spot, and released the weasel king and the tourmaline toad. He then spread tens of thousands of bone-eating beetles in the surrounding forest.

With such a lineup, anyone who tries to pass through here will be utterly killed.

"puff!"

He bit his tongue, spitting blood onto the little white snake. Chen Yang then used a secret technique to quickly transfer his consciousness to the little white snake.

Feeling the power of this body, Chen Yang moved his hands and feet, then flapped his wings and took flight.

After instructing the weasel king and the others to guard their bodies, the eight-winged centipede flapped its wings and gave chase. One black and one white figure quickly flew into the sky.

……

"Hey kid, don't run around like that, slow down, fly higher."

The eight-winged centipede relentlessly chased after the little white snake, constantly reminding Chen Yang.

A warm breeze blew in their faces, and the clouds swirled around them. Two figures, hidden above the clouds, rapidly approached the direction of Jinding Mountain.

The straight-line distance is only thirty or forty miles, which is just a matter of minutes for a winged creature.

Chen Yang tried his best to hide his body in the clouds. At this moment, there were probably countless satellites watching over this part of Raojiang's sky.

"Hey kid, Chen Yang, wait a minute, look what's that?"

Just as they were getting close to Jin Ding Mountain, the voice of the eight-winged centipede suddenly came.

"what?"

Chen Yang emerged from the clouds and turned to look in the direction the eight-winged centipede was looking.

Several enormous fireballs streaked overhead, flying at incredible speeds toward Jinding Mountain.

"Rumble..."

The fireball descended from the sky, sweeping past in a flash, accompanied by a terrifying sound, as shocking as thunder.

With a whoosh, it plummeted from the clouds, leaving a long trail in the night sky.

"What? A shooting star?"

The eight-winged centipede asked in confusion, but a strange sense of panic welled up inside it.

"Not good, Elder Centipede, retreat!"

Chen Yang was startled. Realizing something, he didn't dare to go any further and turned to run away.

"boom!"

The fireball fell from the clouds at incredible speed and landed directly on Mount Jinding.

A terrifying explosion suddenly shook the heavens and the earth.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Fireballs rained down one after another, accompanied by continuous explosions.

Both Daheishan and Xiaoheishan were attacked by fireballs at almost the same time.

Under the cover of night, sand and stones flew everywhere, and small mushroom clouds rose rapidly.

The sound of the explosion echoed in all directions of the mountains and forests, lingering continuously.

A short while later, on Dog Head Mountain.

Chen Yang's consciousness returned to his body. Looking into the distance, he could vaguely smell the smoke of gunpowder in the direction of Jin Ding Mountain, and he could see flames flickering.

terror!
Chen Yang's expression changed slightly, and his heart pounded. He never expected that the association would go to such lengths.

They used missiles to clear the way.

If he and Elder Wu had accidentally wandered into the firing range, they might have been subjected to a barrage of artillery fire. At this moment, the explosions had stopped, and the area around Jin Ding Mountain fell into a deathly silence.

The association has directly mobilized the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon. Under these circumstances, is it possible for anyone from the Gu God Sect to survive?

It's past 10 p.m. right now, and many people are probably still preparing for tomorrow's Immortal Slaying Ceremony, or perhaps many are on high alert, ready to face any official crackdown.

Who would have thought that instead of a siege, a wave of divine justice would arrive first?

"call!"

Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief. He had planned everything meticulously, but he never expected things to start like this.

However, for the association's official authorities, having such power, there's no reason not to use it.

After all, that was the stronghold of the Gu God Cult, and a rash attack might result in huge casualties.

In order to minimize casualties, deter the members of the Gu God Cult and any restless villains, and fundamentally shatter their illusions, it is absolutely necessary to take decisive and swift action.

These people from the Gu God Cult are not innocent at all.

Starting a month ago, the association had already distributed the antidote for the Discipline Worm, and when distributing the antidote, they explained the dangers to the people. Afterwards, they also publicly dissuaded these people from going to Raojiang to participate in the Corpse-Slaying Conference of the Gu God Cult.

The association organized a team to seal off Wuliang Mountain a week in advance, persuading everyone who wanted to enter to leave. If that didn't work, then you were a loyal follower of the Gu God Cult, determined to die, and you deserved to die.

At this moment, Chen Yang couldn't help but think of Ke Shaohua.

This guy went into the mountains this afternoon, and if nothing unexpected happens, he should have been stopped by the people who were closing the mountain, right?

Otherwise, if he manages to sneak up on Jinding Mountain, the chances of survival are slim.

Before the great cause of exorcising demons even begins, they'll probably be blasted to death by cannon fire.

……

If Ding Huanchun were still at Jinding Mountain, would he have survived?

At the edge of the cliff, the two men and the beasts stared blankly at the direction of Jinding Mountain under the night sky.

Every now and then, flames would fall, as if a calamity had struck from the sky, and explosions would occasionally echo from afar, shaking the ground and making one's heart tremble.

At this point, Chen Yang dared not make any rash moves, for fear of becoming a target of attack.

……

At the same time, at Jinding Mountain.

Within a radius of several miles, chaos reigned, with flames soaring into the sky and smoke billowing everywhere.

Jin Ding Mountain was bombarded several times, and several bunker buster bombs hit the cave halfway up the mountain. The explosions caused the cave to collapse, and there were rubble and debris scattered everywhere.

The two strongholds of the Gu God Cult, Daheishan and Xiaoheishan, were also in complete chaos.

The houses collapsed and the fire spread. Some surviving Gu God Cult masters ran out of the ruins, scattering like a group of rats whose nest had been disturbed.

"Boom, boom..."

Above the night sky, several drones reconnoitered the area, conducting precise air-to-ground strikes.

Faced with the immense power of modern weapons, those below the Creation Realm have absolutely no ability to fight back.

This is a completely unequal battle.

……

Rumble…

In the ruins of Jinding Mountain, several huge tree roots burst out from the rubble.

The tree roots are covered in scars.

A dark figure stood on one of the tree roots, his clothes tattered, revealing his muscular physique, and a horrifying scar on his exposed chest.

A thunderous roar sounded overhead. He looked up and saw several shells flying towards him, trailing long fiery tails.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the primordial spirit energy suddenly burst forth.

"Boom boom boom..."

The shell exploded in mid-air, but it didn't hurt him at all.

The situation at the main altars of Daheishan and Xiaoheishan did not seem to shake his resolve.

"Can't wait that long already?"

He looked up at the sky, as if talking to himself, and then elegantly patted his shoulder and shook his robe. "Brother Tree, it seems there's still something missing. How so?"

The tree roots beneath him stirred, and a mental fluctuation emanated from them.

A slight smile appeared on the man's lips. "It wasn't for nothing that I waited so long. I hope you won't disappoint me."

After speaking, his eyes flashed with light, and the man leaped down from Jinding Mountain, quickly disappearing into the darkness of the forest.

The huge tree roots on the mountain also quickly shrank into the soil.

……

In the mountains and forests, a figure swiftly sped towards the eastern foothills of Wuliang Mountain.

More than ten miles away, in an open space, he suddenly stopped.

Three figures leaped out of the forest, forming a triangle around him.

“Amitabha, Benefactor Ding, turn back and you will reach the shore.”

A Buddhist chant resounded.

Blocking the man's way was a gaunt old monk.

He was dressed in a neat monk's robe, holding a golden staff in his hand, with one hand raised in front of his chest, and his face was full of compassion.

"Ah."

The man remained calm. He chuckled and said, "To actually get three top masters—the Venerable Monk Kongming of Faxiang Temple, Daoist Yunting of Shenxiao Sect, and Sword Immortal Zhou of Longquan Mountain—to join forces and block my way, I, Ding, really have a lot of influence."

All three were at the late stage of the Dao True Realm.

Normally, it's rare to see just one person, but now they've all appeared here together, and their purpose is singular: to deal with the being before them.

“Master Ding, the situation is hopeless, give up,” a dignified old Taoist priest shouted from the side.

"hehe."

The man smiled slightly, "The three of you are all top-tier experts in the cultivation world. I, Ding, have long wanted to learn from your skills. Since we've met, fine, I'll give you a chance: kill me..."

His tone was very calm, but his words were full of contempt.

"Insanity!"

Zhou Mingyuan snorted coldly and took the initiative to attack. He raised his right hand, and a small sword flew out from his sleeve, turning into a sword light that instantly killed the man.

"Keng..."

The man seemed not to see it, neither dodging nor avoiding it, and the sword light struck his back.

The terrifying force made him stagger.

The sword light was deflected and sent flying, seemingly without harming him in the slightest.

The flying sword quickly returned to Zhou Mingyuan's hand.

Zhou Mingyuan's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

What an incredibly strong physique.

It is said that this person obtained the physical body of the mountain lord Chen Tianyang, and it seems that the rumors are true.

Only a Celestial Realm expert with the immortal body could withstand his sword strike.

At the same time, the monk and the Taoist priest also sharpened their eyes. They knew Zhou Mingyuan's strength very well. Even the strongest swordsman couldn't break through his defense with a full-force sword strike. If it were them, they would probably have a hard time as well.

The physical body of a Celestial Realm cultivator is essentially a tortoise shell, and when paired with a primordial spirit that is no less powerful than the three of them, their combat strength is completely unknown.

At first, they thought that the three of them working together could easily take down this person, but now they realize that things may not be so simple and it will most likely be a tough battle.

"Sword Immortal Zhou, I have long admired your name. But, did you not eat today?"

The man sneered, his mockery undisguised. "If that's all you've got, you probably can't stop me. Why don't the three of you come at me all at once?"

Zhou Mingyuan frowned slightly.

He held the small sword to his chest, bit his tongue, and spat out a mouthful of blood. The small sword vibrated as if infused with a soul, and suddenly shone brightly.

"Duh!"

The sword light flashed like a shooting star, carrying a terrifying pressure, and instantly struck the man.

"boom!"

The man neither dodged nor evaded; the sword light struck his chest, hitting the hideous wound there.

puff!
The sword light pierced right through him, and the powerful impact sent him flying.

At the same time, the monk Kongming moved with lightning speed, leaping into the air and punching the man directly in the back.

"Oh!"

Under the terrifying force, the man's body was like a missile, instantly crashing into the ground.

"boom!"

The ground shook as if it had actually been hit by a missile, and sand and stones flew everywhere, creating a large crater.

(End of this chapter)