People in Conferred Gods: Rising from humble beginnings, I am the God of Wealth

Chapter 406 Seven Arrows of Nailheads, Annihilating Lu Ya!

Pfft——!
Just as Jiang Ziya was riding the Qilin back to the military camp, he suddenly felt a surge of hot blood in his chest.

Looking down, he saw blood gushing from his left chest, and a skeletal white hand grasping a still-beating, blood-red heart before quickly withdrawing it.

Jiang Ziya's expression changed drastically. He turned around shakily and saw the Immortal Ma Yun, whose bony hand was bent behind his head and brought to his face. Ma Yun was opening his mouth with a ferocious expression and swallowing the fresh heart into his stomach.

"Delicious, truly delicious!"

Ma Yuan's bone hand grew out from behind his head again, grabbing a piece of liver from Jiang Ziya's body. The many Jie Sect immortals around him rushed over like sharks smelling blood.

In the blink of an eye, it devoured Jiang Ziya, leaving only half a head and his soul, which had flown away to who knows where.

As Jiang Ziya's consciousness faded, he recalled his experiences in the underworld, and his expression turned terrified.

"evil creature!!!"

Guang Chengzi, seeing this, was furious. Jiang Ziya had just given him the Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner when he was dismembered by Ma Yuan and the others. The hand he had left on his body was also broken, and his soul left his body and disappeared.

Isn't this a slap in the face for him? How can he tolerate this?
Guang Chengzi immediately took out the Fantian Seal and hurled it at Ma Yuan and the others.

Ma Yuan and his group were either Taiyi Golden Immortals or Golden Immortals, none of them were even Daluo Golden Immortals. Under the powerful and deadly Fantian Seal, what room was there for them to resist?

Almost the instant the Heaven-Turning Seal struck, Ma Yuan and the others' physical bodies exploded inch by inch, turning into a cloud of blood mist, and their primordial spirits also burst open under this immense pressure.

Only a wisp of his soul remained, and guided by the Investiture of the Gods, he vanished from the void.

As for Jiang Ziya's soul, Guang Chengzi sighed helplessly and did not try to find it.

The battle between the two sides has now reached a fever pitch. If he were to leave now to search for Jiang Ziya's soul, it could very well lead to the defeat of the Chan Sect. This is absolutely unacceptable.

As for Jiang Ziya's soul, there's no need to worry too much. He is the one destined to be listed in the Heavenly Mandate. During the Investiture of the Gods, he is protected by the fortune of the Investiture of the Gods, so it's impossible for him to die. At most, his soul will return to the underworld and he will be able to come back soon.

at the same time.

Inside the Shang army camp, Shen Gongbao once again came to the small hill, stood in front of the altar, and bowed down to the straw figure with yellow talismans pasted on it.

After years of worship, the Seven Arrows of Nailhead Great Divine Power had accumulated considerable power, which was unleashed with Shen Gongbao's bow.

Under the influence of the Great Dao of Cause and Effect, the energy fell upon Lu Ya Dao Ren from afar.

On the battlefield.

As Lu Ya Dao Ren was striking Ding Guang Xian, he suddenly felt a chill run through his body and a vague sense of unease.

He is currently in the midst of a great calamity, and the karma of the demon race on his body has not yet been eliminated. He is already severely affected by the calamity energy, which is why he has never dared to go all out.

Now that this unexpected turn of events has occurred, he dared not linger any longer and turned to fly away into the distance.

He came here to follow the will of Heaven, to lend a helping hand to the Chan Sect, and to make some contributions so that he could become the Lord of the Sun Star in the future.

But all of this has one important premise: one's own safety cannot be affected. Now that he has sensed the existence of a crisis, he naturally has no reason to continue.

"I am the last Golden Crow of the Primordial World, and I am the best candidate to be the Lord of the Sun. Sooner or later, the position of Lord of the Sun will fall into my hands."

"Taking this risk is simply not worth it!"

Lu Ya comforted himself with a word and increased his speed.

Dingguangxian, who was fighting Lu Ya, saw Lu Ya suddenly leave. Under the influence of the calamity energy, he felt that Lu Ya knew he was no match for him and chose to flee. How could he let Lu Ya leave like that?
Without any hesitation, Dingguangxian immediately used his escape light to chase after them.

When they reached the skies above the Yellow River, Lu Ya suddenly stopped his escape and revealed his youthful appearance.

Dingguangxian, holding a spiked club, stared at Lu Ya with scarlet eyes and a ferocious smile, saying:
"Now that you've fallen into my hands, you think you can escape?"

"What a fool." Lu Ya sneered. "I was going to spare your life, but I never expected you to be so foolish."

As he spoke, Lu Ya slowly extended his right hand, palm facing up, and a white gourd appeared above him.

"Please baby, turn around!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the gourd opened automatically, and a blinding white light flew out, transforming into a flying knife with a nose and face, which then disappeared into the Niwan Palace of Dingguang Immortal.

In an instant, Dingguangxian's primordial spirit and magical power sealed him, rendering him unable to move or resist.

Immediately afterwards, the flying knife stirred gently, and the divine soul in the Dingguang Immortal Spirit Platform perished instantly, its body returning to its original form and falling to the ground.

An immortal spirit, along with a fragmented divine soul, disappeared and entered the Investiture of the Gods.

Lu Ya remained expressionless. With the Immortal-Slaying Gourd, a powerful weapon, and with Dingguang Immortal severely affected by the calamity energy, killing him was a simple matter, without any difficulty. He did not feel complacent.

Our top priority now is to leave Kyushu as soon as possible and return to Sun Star.

But just as he was about to put away the Immortal-Slaying Gourd, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his soul and a wave of dizziness.

He gripped the gourd tightly in his right hand and rested it on his side, then used his left hand to support his forehead to steady himself.

He had never experienced such a sight before, but he had seen it many times. He was greatly shocked and exclaimed in surprise:

"The Seven Arrows of Nailhead Great Divine Power? How is that possible?!"

Lu Ya Daoist reached into his sleeve and took out the witch bone straw figure, his expression even more surprised.

The Seven Arrows of Nailhead is a closely guarded secret of the demon race, and even within the demon race itself, very few people have mastered this divine power.

Moreover, he is a Great Luo Golden Immortal. Even if he has mastered the Seven Arrows Nailhead Great Divine Power, without the help of the Witch Bone Grass Man, he would still be aware of it if the Seven Arrows Nailhead Great Divine Power was used on him.

He is now experiencing excruciating pain in his soul and dizziness, which is clearly a result of the worship he performed some time ago.

But how is this possible?
Clang!
Just then, a crisp sound came from beside his ear, and Lu Ya's consciousness trembled, as if he had lost something.

Looking down, he saw that the Immortal-Slaying Gourd in his right hand had disappeared without a trace.

"Who dares to steal my magical treasure? Do you dare to come out and fight me head-on!"

Lu Ya's eyes blazed with fury. The Immortal-Slaying Gourd was the most important spiritual treasure he possessed, and he had to retrieve it no matter what.

With a casual flick of his wrist, he grasped the Golden Crow Fan in his hand, turned around, and vigorously fanned it behind him. Boundless crimson true fire of the sun blazed and exploded in the sky, engulfing millions of miles above.

Amidst the blazing sun, a blurry figure gradually emerged.

Strangely, the true fire of the sun, which was said to be able to burn everything in the world, suddenly split apart to the sides just as it was about to touch the figure, revealing a vacuum area.

Upon seeing this, Lu Ya's eyes widened in shock. He exclaimed, "The Great Dao of the Sun? Who are you, and how can you be so proficient in the Great Dao of the Sun?!"

As the last three-legged golden crow in the primordial world, Lu Ya considered himself the most proficient in the true fire of the sun and the one with the deepest understanding of the Great Dao of the Sun.

Unexpectedly, he encountered someone today who was even more proficient in the Way of the Sun than he was.

He could tell at a glance that the True Fire of the Sun was simply bypassing this person, not because this person had used some kind of protective supernatural power, but because the other party had mobilized the power of the Great Dao of the Sun to change the direction of the True Fire of the Sun.

He even had a vague feeling that, if the other party was willing, the solar fire he had unleashed might be used by them to attack him, the spellcaster.

But how could that be? He was the last three-legged golden crow in the primordial world. How could anyone be more proficient in the Great Dao of the Sun than him?
Although he was puzzled, he understood that the opponent's strength must be extraordinary, and without the Immortal-Slaying Gourd, he might not be a match for the opponent.

Furthermore, we are currently in the midst of a great calamity, and if we are not careful, we may very well perish here.

The Immortal-Slaying Gourd is indeed very important; it is Lu Ya's most important spiritual treasure. Without this treasure, his combat power would decrease by about half.

But if you lose your life, then you have nothing left.

Lu Ya gritted his teeth, forcing himself not to think about the Immortal-Slaying Gourd.

The Immortal-Slaying Gourd may be lost, but we can find a way to get it back. The Great Dao of the Sun is unfathomable, and someone who has mastered it to this extent is no ordinary person.

Finding this person shouldn't be too difficult. Just go back and tell Kunpeng, December, and other powerful demons. Are you afraid you won't be able to find the Immortal-Slaying Gourd?

Lu Ya's mind raced, and almost instantly he made a decision. He immediately transformed into a streak of rainbow light and flew away into the distance.

This rainbow transformation technique is an innate divine ability of the Golden Crow clan, allowing them to fly at extremely high speeds, covering hundreds of millions of miles in an instant.

But just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly sensed something and turned to look, only to see a figure holding a magical artifact that looked like a ruler, leisurely following behind him.

Around that person, the power of heaven and earth became exceptionally docile and obedient, serving his purposes.

Beneath his feet, the Great Path of Space operated automatically, compressing distances so that each step he took could traverse millions of miles.

Lu Ya used the Hua Hong Technique, painstakingly flying across hundreds of millions of miles, only to find that the person had arrived behind him in just a few steps.

“Fellow Daoist.” Lu Ya knew that with his cultivation level, he would hardly be able to escape. Beings who could manipulate the power of heaven and earth were probably beyond the reach of even ordinary Quasi-Saints.

Faced with such a formidable enemy, making peace with them is the best option.

Lu Ya bowed to the blurry figure and said in a deep voice:

"One should be lenient towards others when one has helped them. If I remember correctly, you and I should have no enmity. You have already taken my Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, so why not let this matter rest?"

"I am sure you know my identity, fellow Daoist. If you kill me, my demon race's quasi-saints will never let you go."

Although the demon race has declined, it still has four quasi-saints. Especially after the Twelve Months' Corpse Severing, the beings of the prehistoric world have paid more attention to the demon race.

Lu Ya believed that, given his status as the crown prince of the demon race, helping a quasi-saint of the demon race would earn him some respect, regardless of who the other party was.

However, the figure remained silent throughout.

With another step, he was already standing in front of Lu Ya.

Upon reaching this distance, Lu Ya noticed a purple halo behind the figure's head. It looked mysterious and extraordinary, seemingly telling some primordial truth and containing supreme power.

But what's strange is that when this figure came in front of him, it simply waved the ruler in its hand, manipulated the surrounding world, and formed a huge cage that trapped him in place, without making any further moves.

"Does he intend to trap me here?"

Lu Ya frowned slightly, took a step back, and reached his hands into his sleeves. A cyan jade talisman fell into his hands and was activated silently.

"Since you want to stall for time, then I'll play along to the end."

“In December, the Moon will carry the good corpse, and it will be able to reach any place that the moonlight reaches in no time.”

"When December arrives, the balance of power will shift."

Lu Ya's expression remained unchanged, still wary. After all, having lived for so many years, his ability to manage his expressions was certainly not a problem.

But in his heart, he secretly sneered and felt completely at ease.

Delaying the process is to his advantage!

At first, Lu Ya's thinking was correct, but as time went on, he felt uneasy again.

Logically speaking, after receiving his message in December, he should arrive in no time to help him escape this predicament and even retrieve the Immortal-Slaying Gourd.

As a result, more than a hundred years have passed, and December has still not arrived. He now suspects that the person's supernatural powers may have isolated the world from the outside world.

Even this specially made jade talisman could not transmit the message. To this day, even the Great Luo Immortals of the Twelve Moons and other demon races are unaware that he is trapped here.

If they don't know anything in December, how can he get away with it?
"What exactly does this person want to do? Why is he determined to trap me?"

Lu Ya frowned slightly. To this day, he still didn't know who the other party was or what their purpose was.

"Um?!!"

Just then, Lu Ya suddenly felt a sharp pain in his soul and almost collapsed.

"The Seven Arrows of Nailhead Great Divine Power? You did it!!"

Lu Ya suddenly realized what was happening and understood what the other party was waiting for. They were clearly waiting for the Seven Arrows of Nailhead Great Divine Power to be fully unleashed.

This puzzled him. Given the strength this person had displayed, even if he still had the Immortal-Slaying Gourd, he might not be a match for this person.

Is it necessary to waste over a hundred years waiting for the Seven Arrows of Nailhead to unleash their extraordinary power?

Clearly, he has no chance of getting that answer.

The Seven Arrows of Nailhead is one of the most insidious divine abilities in the primordial world. Once unleashed, it will surely cause severe damage.

Lu Ya's condition was extremely bad at this moment. He could barely stand. Under such circumstances, how could he possibly withstand that person's supernatural power?
He didn't even see how the person made their move before he sensed his consciousness fading away, eventually fading into darkness and utter silence.

Only then did a soft laugh come from the man's mouth.

"If you wish to leave a bloodline for the Golden Crow in December, I will send you a wisp of your soul to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation."

Having said that, the man flicked his sleeve, taking Lu Ya's soul and body into his sleeve and disappearing.

(End of this chapter)