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

Chapter 868 Ding Huanchun Self-Destructs After Taking the Dao Zhen Pill!
"Ha, Old Centipede, you're awesome!"

Chen Yang shouted into the rain.

"Buzz!"

The eight-winged centipede flew back, "Damn it, I'm exhausted, I'm dizzy, I'm dizzy..."

This sword technique is powerful, but it also consumes a lot of energy. With this move, the eight-winged centipede, wanting to show off, condensed thousands of sword shadows, which completely drained its mental energy, and it almost fell asleep on the spot.

Chen Yang smiled wryly and took a few bottles of [Insect Growth Essence] to refill its tank.

The eight-winged centipede didn't stand on ceremony; it opened a bottle and drank it all in one gulp.

"Rumble..."

The ground churned, and the roots of the Three Corpse-Faced Tree burst forth again, attacking Chen Yang.

"Humph!"

Chen Yang snorted coldly, the Mountain-Driving Whip appeared in his hand, and he activated the Yi Wood Divine Thunder Token to directly pour in the power of thunder.

"boom!"

With a flick of the iron whip, an arc of light condensed into a whip shadow, which lashed directly at the tree roots in front.

There was a bang.

The tree roots, bearing the brunt of the impact, were directly blown apart.

The Yi Wood Divine Lightning is extremely damaging to spiritual plants, almost devastating.

The tree roots, whipped by this blow, dared not move forward again and immediately tried to retreat.

A tuft of red silk appeared in Chen Yang's hand.

With the infusion of true essence, the silk threads suddenly flew out and quickly wrapped around several roots of the Three Corpse-Faced Tree.

This red thread was obtained from Li Changsheng. Although it is not as powerful as Tan Jue's red thread, it is still tough enough to be used as a weapon to trap people.

However, Chen Yang underestimated the power of the Three Corpse-Faced Tree; even his Ten Dragons Power couldn't hold it back.

The Three Corpse-Faced Tree retracted its roots, dragging Chen Yang's feet forward. Chen Yang's hands, which were gripping the silk threads, were tightly bound by them, even tearing his flesh. He quickly wrapped them around the Mountain-Driving Whip.

The power of the Dao Realm is indeed terrifying, especially for such a giant tree. Although it is a bit clumsy in its movements, its power is truly immense.

Chen Yang couldn't be held back at all, but he was unwilling to let go, so he immediately thought of taking drugs.

However, at that moment, Chen Yang felt the rain and mist in front of him flicker, and a figure appeared in front of him, grabbing the silk thread with one hand.

The grip on his hands loosened noticeably, and his body was no longer being pulled along.

Who offered a helping hand at this critical moment?

Chen Yang looked up and was somewhat taken aback.

This back view.

It's a woman!

"senior?"

Chen Yang let out a low exclamation.

The person who came was none other than Deng Yulian.

Deng Yulian ignored Chen Yang and twisted the silk thread around her wrist.

Her clear eyes quickly turned red.

A terrifying aura erupted, and the rain evaporated into water vapor before it even touched her.

A powerful aura emanated from her.

"Humph."

Deng Yulian gave a soft snort, then suddenly exerted force, clenching her teeth.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Together, the two of them managed to withstand the immense force of the Three Corpse-Faced Tree and pull out the entangled roots.

The two retreated step by step, like in a tug-of-war.

"Master...Master's wife?"

A mental fluctuation came from beneath the ground.

But at this moment, Deng Yulian was in a berserk state, embodied by the corpse demon, and was completely oblivious to everything.

Chen Yang did hear it.

Master’s wife?

His name is Deng Yulian, the teacher's wife.
Chen Yang paused slightly.

Now, he was absolutely certain that the master of this tree was Ding Huanchun.

The Ding Sijiang we just heard is also Ding Huanchun.

A second primordial spirit?

Chen Yang was shocked. This guy surnamed Ding had only been freed for a short time, yet he had already cultivated a second primordial spirit.

Although I know that the 315 Tooth Sutra is dedicated to cultivating the primordial spirit, is it really that powerful?

If we let him escape again this time, what will become of us?
"Watch this, Falling Sword Technique!"

After drinking a bottle of [Insect Growth Essence] and resting for a while, the eight-winged centipede immediately felt like it was back to normal.

It let out an excited low growl and flapped its wings, flying into the dark night sky.

Rumble.

Thunder rumbled continuously in the sky.

Suddenly, a powerful pressure descended from the sky.

The powerful sword energy condensed into a sword-shaped phantom that was thirty or forty meters long, slicing through the rain like a missile falling from the sky.

"boom!"

In an instant, the giant sword fell, piercing through the soil and embedding itself into the tree trunk.

"what!"

With Chen Yang and Deng Yulian pulling on the tree roots, the tree trunk, hidden underground, had no way to escape.

A violent mental fluctuation came from underground; the eight-winged centipede's sword had clearly hit its main body.

"Old Centipede, come again."

Chen Yang's eyes were burning with desire. He had just given the eight-winged centipede several bottles of insect growth essence, enough for him to indulge in his desires a few more times.

"Brother Lu, aren't you going to make a move?"

At this moment, Ding Sijiang, who was locked in a fierce battle with Yun Ting, suddenly let out a roar for no apparent reason.

"Whoosh!"

At that moment, alarm bells rang in Chen Yang's mind.

A flying sword came hurtling through the air from the direction of the valley entrance, aiming straight for Chen Yang's back.

"Keng!"

At the same time, the little white snake arrived and unleashed several bursts of blood and qi sword energy, blasting the flying sword away.

The goosebumps that had been running down Chen Yang's spine finally subsided.

There are people!
He looked back and saw two figures rapidly approaching from the valley entrance.

Chen Yang's pupils suddenly contracted upon seeing this.

Leading the group was a man in a scholar's robe, none other than Lu Lingfeng, the powerful Shennong Sect member they had met earlier at the mountaintop.

The other person was the fat Taoist priest who roasted mountain rats, Su Dacong, a rogue cultivator from Yuzhou.

How could it be them?

Upon seeing these two people, Chen Yang felt a chill run down his spine.

Shouldn't they be fighting fiercely with Elder Zhou and his men on the mountaintop? How did they end up here?

Has the battle already ended? Old Zhou and the others…

Chen Yang immediately sensed something was wrong.

Lu Lingfeng recalled his longsword and charged straight at Chen Yang.

Chen Yang only felt a figure flash in front of him, but it was Deng Yulian who had already rushed to meet the two people.

"senior!"

Chen Yang called out, but it didn't stop him.

Deng Yulian and Lu Lingfeng were already locked in battle.

"Keng!"

Lu Lingfeng slashed with his sword, but Deng Yulian, unarmed, immediately countered with his fists.

The fist and sword clashed, producing a piercing sound like metal striking metal, with sparks flying.

"Evil cultivator?"

Feeling the vibration from the sword, a hint of surprise flashed across Lu Lingfeng's face. His gaze fell on the woman in front of him, and he saw that Deng Yulian's eyes were blood red and her whole body was full of violent aura. His heart tightened immediately.

Deng Yulian lunged forward with a punch, aiming straight at Lu Lingfeng.

"Humph!"

Lu Lingfeng snorted coldly and immediately unleashed a set of sword techniques.

The sword light flickered and the sword energy shot out, forcing Deng Yulian to retreat repeatedly.

At the same time, the fat Taoist Su Dacong went straight to Chen Yang.

"Kid, take this!"

He carried a huge broad axe, laughing wildly and greasyly. A mere kid in the Creation Realm was nothing to him; he could be dealt with with a single axe blow.

Although he was fat, he was very fast.

In an instant, the axe flashed and landed in front of Chen Yang. Su Dacong could even imagine Chen Yang being cut in half, his internal organs emitting steaming heat.

"Oh!"

However, the next second, Su Dacong's obese body suddenly flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

There was a bang.

Like a cannonball, it crashed directly onto the cliff face dozens of meters away.

Debris flew.

"puff!"

Su Dacong fell off the cliff, feeling dizzy and disoriented. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

He shook his head and looked up ahead.

Chen Yang stood still, his left hand gripping the red thread, while his right hand remained in a punching stance.

"how is this possible?"

Su Dacong clutched his chest, his face filled with disbelief. He was a powerful expert at the early stage of the Dao Realm, how could he possibly be a match for a Creation Realm cultivator?
"Go and help Senior Deng."

Chen Yang said casually and tossed the Crimson Sky Sword to the little white snake.

Both the eight-winged centipede and the little white snake were slightly taken aback, but sensing the rising aura emanating from Chen Yang, they did not hesitate and flew directly towards Deng Yulian and Lu Lingfeng, who were engaged in a fierce battle.

……

Those who were supposed to come, and those who weren't, have all come.

Given the unfavorable situation, Chen Yang didn't have time to think much. He immediately opened the upgrade gift pack, selected the [Dao Zhen Dan], and swallowed it without hesitation.

If I remember correctly, Su Dacong was the first person Old Zhou dealt with on the mountaintop, but he and Lu Lingfeng appeared here unharmed. There is no doubt that something must have happened on the mountaintop.

The current situation demands a swift resolution; otherwise, the longer it drags on, the worse it will be.

The medicinal power of the Dao Zhen Dan rapidly dissolved within Chen Yang's body, causing his cultivation to increase rapidly, and even his primordial spirit and mental state to improve at an astonishing pace.

Dao Zhen Realm?
Is this the late stage of the Dao True Realm?

A terrifying power surged through his body, and in that instant, Chen Yang felt as if he were about to float away.

Clenching my fist, I felt as if I could control the world.

-

Name: Chen Yang.

Physical strength: 499999.

Mental power: 499999.

Primordial Spirit: 299999.

When Chen Yang opened the system panel, his eyes widened in disbelief.

His physical strength and mental power both increased tenfold, almost reaching 5000 rank.

His primordial spirit is almost at level 3000.

powerful!
It's not just a little bit stronger!
"Boom..."

A clap of thunder in the sky startled Chen Yang from his shock. The three-corpse-faced tree, which was entangled in the red thread in his hand, was still struggling.

But his struggling strength seemed so ridiculous in Chen Yang's eyes now.

half an hour.

He only has half an hour.

"come out……"

Chen Yang snorted, stepped forward, grabbed a tree root, and pulled it upwards with all his might.

"Rumble..."

This tree was severely damaged by Chen Yang's Heavenly Punishment Lightning when it was in Raojiang. Not long ago, it consumed a lot of its blood and energy when it condensed its Dao Fruit. It was also hit by Elder Wu's sword just now, and it is now extremely weak.

Chen Yang quickly tore off half of the tree trunk.

This Three Corpse Human-Faced Tree is truly enormous, even larger than the Three Corpse Divine Tree in the underground palace.

The roots twisted and struggled, and the tree trunk trembled violently.

"How is this possible? How could you possibly be at the Dao True Realm?"

From within the tree trunk came Ding Huanchun's startled and terrified scream.

"There are many impossible things in this world, so just die!"

Chen Yang gritted his teeth, his face contorted with a fierce and ruthless expression.

"Wait, Chen Yang, I have something to say..."

The tree roots trembled, and the spiritual transmission came again.

"Let's save that for when we're on our deathbed!"

Without saying a word, Chen Yang condensed a primordial spirit sword aura.

"Shh!"

The powerful sword energy swept away everything in its path, instantly splitting the enormous Three Corpse-Faced Tree in two.

At the same time, a ball of primordial spirit light emerged from the tree trunk and, without saying a word, fled into the distant rainy night.

"Humph!"

Chen Yang directly raised his mountain-driving whip and pointed it towards the sky.

The power of thunder was poured in, and the iron whip shone brightly, its arc of light shooting into the sky.

"boom!"

A thunderclap resounded in the sky, and the lightning energy gathered above the clouds seemed to be summoned, instantly pouring down.

A bolt of lightning struck the Mountain-Moving Whip directly, and the terrifying arc of light condensed into a whip shadow that almost connected the sky and the earth into a single line.

Under the cover of night, Chen Yang held an iron whip, releasing an imposing aura, like a god wielding thunder.

fall!
With a flick of the iron whip.

The whip's shadow descended from the clouds, suddenly striking the fleeing primordial spirit orb.

zizi...

The entire world was illuminated by this flash of light.

The lightning, imbued with heavenly might, struck the ball of primordial spirit light in an instant.

"what……"

A powerful mental wave suddenly surged outwards.

"boom……"

In an instant, the primordial spirit light dissipated into nothingness.

"My grass..."

At the foot of the cliff, Su Dacong, who had just stood up and was preparing to continue fighting, was completely dumbfounded when he saw this scene.

Is this still the Creation Realm?

The aura emanating from him was so intimidating that even I felt afraid. Who said this kid was at the Creation Realm?

If that whip had struck him, he couldn't even imagine the consequences.

At that moment, he really wanted to scream for help.

I thought I had picked an easy target, but who would have thought it would be such a tough nut to crack?

Su Dacong slapped his fat face to make sure he wasn't dreaming. He didn't even bother picking up the axe; he just turned and ran.

"Whoosh!"

A red silk thread flew over and instantly wrapped around his fat waist.

Su Dacong was terrified. Before he could do anything, a tremendous force struck him, pulling him backward rapidly.

"Oh!"

A large hand pressed down on his head.

"Spare your life!"

He didn't even need to turn around to imagine who was standing behind him.

A tremendous suction force came from above.

"what?"

Su Dacong was terrified; he was absorbing my cultivation!
"Young man, spare my life..."

He shouted with all his might, trying his best to stop the loss of his cultivation.

However, it was all in vain.

too strong.

This young man was far too strong, so strong that he trembled, and his cultivation was like a river being poured out, quickly plundered away.

"boom!"

A bolt of lightning struck from above.

There was a bang.

His clothes burst open, a scorching smell suddenly spread, and his primordial spirit was instantly shattered.

Su Dacong's terror froze on his face. The next second, as Chen Yang released his left hand from Su Dacong's head, he collapsed into the mud with a thud.

He suddenly died.

Chen Yang didn't even glance at him, his gaze sweeping across the entire room.

In the distance, Ding Sijiang and Li Xiulian joined forces to fight Yun Ting to a standstill. On the other side, Deng Yulian obtained the Crimson Sky Sword and, with the assistance of the Eight-Winged Centipede and the Little White Snake, was also fighting Lu Lingfeng to a standstill.

The battle was at a stalemate on both sides.

If Chen Yang had to choose, he would definitely deal with Ding Sijiang first.

Although the second primordial spirit within the Three Corpses Human-Faced Tree has been destroyed, this fellow is the reincarnation of Ding Huanchun's primordial spirit, and must be completely exterminated.

It doesn't matter whether others live or die, but Ding Huanchun must die.

Chen Yang headed straight for Ding Sijiang, who was engaged in battle.

-

Name: Ding Huanchun.

Physical strength: 95305.

Mental power: 365805.

Yuan Shen: 315050.

-

As soon as the system scanned, Ding Sijiang's information immediately appeared in his mind.

At this moment, with Chen Yang's cultivation level temporarily raised to the late stage of the Dao True Realm, the system has temporarily opened up information on Dao True Realm cultivators.

Sure enough, the system displayed Ding Huanchun's name.

Chen Yang glanced at the data.

Although his physique is slightly weaker, he still has a rank of nearly 1000.

After all, it's a newly acquired physical body, and its physique hasn't fully developed yet.

His mental strength and primordial spirit strength have both exceeded three thousand grades.

This is because the second primordial spirit has just been differentiated, and both the primordial spirit and spiritual power have suffered significant losses.

Chen Yang was startled.

If this person hadn't developed a second primordial spirit, their spiritual power and primordial spirit strength would probably have exceeded 5000 grades.
That old man, I wonder how many people's spiritual energy he's absorbed.

……

At the same time, Ding and Li had also noticed the change in the situation on the field.

The destruction of the second primordial spirit was undoubtedly a severe blow to the main body, and the situation on the scene was already very unfavorable for them.

Chen Yang was seen rushing towards Ding Huanchun.

Although he didn't know why this kid had suddenly become so much stronger, he knew that the tide had turned and if he didn't make a decision soon, he might really die here today.

He glanced back at the cave behind him, as if he had made up his mind, a resolute glint in his eyes.

His aura suddenly surged, and his blood and qi burst forth.

"Keng!"

With a single swing of his sword, he swept away the previous slump, and the sharp sword energy forced Yun Ting to retreat repeatedly.

Feeling the powerful aura suddenly bursting from Ding Sijiang, Yun Ting's expression changed. Was this person hiding his true strength before?
"Blood Burning Technique, Daoist Master, he is burning his lifespan."

At the same time, Chen Yang saw through the system panel that Ding Huanchun's cultivation level was rapidly increasing.

Almost instinctively, he thought of the "Burning Blood Technique," a harmful technique from the Shan Yu lineage.

Once this technique is used, one's cultivation level can increase exponentially, but at the cost of burning away one's remaining lifespan, and this is irreversible. After using it, one can live for at most a few more days.

Is he at his wit's end?

For practitioners, this technique is undoubtedly the last resort, a desperate measure.

Blood Burning Technique?
Upon hearing this, Yun Ting's expression subtly changed.

At this moment, Chen Yang had also gathered around.

Yun Ting, being closer, could clearly feel that Ding Sijiang's blood and qi were burning wildly, while the energy was converging towards the center.

Is this the Blood Burning Technique?
"go!"

Ding Sijiang's face was contorted with bulging veins and cracked skin. He grabbed Li Xiulian and threw her behind him.

"Oh no! Get out of the way! He's about to detonate his inner core!"

As if suddenly realizing something, Yun Ting shouted abruptly, held up his iron umbrella, and immediately retreated.

Self-destruct?

Chen Yang was taken aback.

"boom!"

As soon as Yun Ting finished speaking, Ding Sijiang's body suddenly exploded.

Terrifying energy poured out in all directions, and terrifying shockwaves swept across the land.

Chen Yang felt a scorching wave of air hit him, which sent him flying backward.

The golden statue clanged and clattered as it was struck by the shattered stones.

He flew over a hundred meters and landed just below the cliff opposite Dragon Tail Pool.

"Rumble..."

The explosion created a small mushroom cloud on the spot, and the shockwave rippled back and forth in the mountain stream.

The surrounding cliffs were shaken, with rocks falling continuously. The ground trembled, and the entire ravine resembled an apocalyptic scene.

(End of this chapter)