Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 358 True Martial Arts Subdues Demons, Demonic Power Overwhelms the Heavens (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking further subscriptions!)

It is said that a day in heaven is equivalent to a year on earth.

In the blink of an eye, even the gods have passed, but in the eyes of the mortals, the world has changed beyond recognition.

Of course, this sounds very sophisticated, but it's actually not a good thing.

For example, right now, after the Jade Emperor ordered the True Martial Emperor to descend to the mortal realm to punish the chosen one, this Demon-Subduing Heavenly Venerable, who struck fear into the hearts of countless demons, took just over an hour to gather a million heavenly soldiers. Meanwhile, more than three months had already passed in the mortal realm.

To be fair, this situation is not favorable for the Heavenly Court, because the difference in time flow between the two realms is too great, and many messages will be delayed. If some unexpected changes occur during this period, it will cause unnecessary risks and losses to the battle.

Fortunately, the problem isn't too serious, and the Heavenly Court has many ways to compensate for this weakness.

For example, the Thousand-Mile Eye and the Wind-Following Ear, these two humanoid monitors, can report on the movements in the mortal realm from time to time. Although there will certainly be some inaccuracies, the general situation can still be understood.

Besides this, there is another magical artifact called Haotian Realm, which can see through all things in the universe and is more convenient than the Thousand-Mile Eye and the Wind-Following Ear. Its only drawback is that it consumes a huge amount of spiritual energy and is not used easily.

Therefore, before the army set off, the Heavenly Court already knew that Wu Xian was hiding in the area of ​​Little Western Heaven, and at the same time re-anchored the teleportation array to avoid the embarrassing situation of descending to the mortal world but not being able to find the target.

Rumbling--

The majestic Heavenly Gate opened wide, and a million heavenly soldiers, exuding murderous intent, spread out one hundred and eight great net formations, completely surrounding the entire Little Western Paradise, leaving the demon monkey with no chance of escape.

In an instant, golden light and purple mist filled the sky, and the fierce aura of military formations reached the heavens, making it more than ten times stronger than the army led by Li Jing before.

Above the clouds, the True Martial Emperor sat at the center of the grand formation, issuing military orders and maximizing the deployment of combat power.

Among the deities accompanying him this time, in addition to the Nine Luminaries, the Twenty-Eight Constellations, the Four Heavenly Kings, and the Thunder and Dipper Divisions who had fought before, he also specially brought his thirty-six Heavenly Generals, the three marshals Wen, Guan, and Ma, as well as Zhao Gongming and other outstanding deities.

Besides, there were several other powerful figures whose supernatural abilities were not much inferior to those of the True Martial Emperor. They were also invited by him and hidden in the void as a last resort to prevent any unexpected situations from occurring.

In short, the Heavenly Court has truly spared no expense this time, with both the number and quality of its forces, from immortals and gods to heavenly soldiers, reaching an extremely terrifying level.

While it may not be unprecedented, it is certainly rare throughout history. Even if you add Sun Wukong to the mix, let alone just a mere chosen one, he would probably only be able to find a way to flee in panic.

Even with such thorough preparations, Emperor Zhenwu was still somewhat restless, feeling that something bad was about to happen. Therefore, since descending to the mortal realm, he had been highly focused, constantly observing the movements within Little Western Heaven.

However, when his divine sense swept over the location of the Sea of ​​Bitterness, he paused slightly, seemingly somewhat disheartened.

He saw the serpent general's remains.

As the most representative Xuanwu (Black Tortoise) aspect of Zhenwu Emperor, the Turtle and Snake Generals hold a very special place in his heart, and it is no exaggeration to say that they are his confidants.

However, more than a hundred years ago, he was ordered by the Jade Emperor to send the Turtle and Snake Generals to investigate the situation in Little Western Paradise, but they encountered a calamity and did not return for a long time.

Upon learning of this, the True Martial Emperor intended to personally capture the Yellow-Eyebrowed boy, but the Jade Emperor secretly stopped him, telling him that this matter concerned the plans of the Eastern and Western Heavens, and that he should not act rashly.

Therefore, the True Martial Emperor could only suppress his anger and pretend not to know. In fact, for the past hundred years, when he was fighting demons in the Three Realms, he would deliberately bypass the area of ​​Little Western Heaven to avoid seeing it and getting annoyed.

Unexpectedly, he ended up here because of that chosen one, which is truly an ironic twist of fate.

"Your Majesty, the remains of General Snake..." At this moment, a middle-aged man with a third eye on his forehead, just like Yang Jian, stepped forward and asked in a low voice, a hint of sadness in his eyes.

This person is Marshal Ma Lingyao, also known as Lord Ma or Marshal Lingguan, and is a Taoist guardian deity with considerable strength, not much inferior to Wang Lingguan.

"You are in charge of handling this matter, but before that, we must first take down that chosen one."

The True Martial Emperor spoke, then frowned, raised his hand and pointed, and the Demon-Revealing Mirror flew out, clearly intending to use this magic weapon to detect demonic energy and find Wu Xian's exact location.

However, the next second, a mocking voice rang out, echoing in all directions.

"The True Martial Emperor!"

"Who!!"——xN
Some immortals and gods, as well as several of the most trusted generals of the True Martial Emperor, including Marshal Ma, immediately shouted into the void, searching for the source of the sound.

Just then, a terrifying suction force suddenly came from below. The immortals and gods who had made the sound, along with nearly 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals, instantly froze. Their magic power and spiritual energy also became completely useless at this moment. They fell down like dumplings being dropped into a pot, and then shrank and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Upon seeing this scene, the Heavenly Army instantly descended into chaos, and even the True Martial Emperor couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

But the next second, as if realizing something, he immediately used his divine sense to transmit his thoughts to the Heavenly Army:
That is Laozi's magic weapon, the Purple-Gold Red Gourd, which can suck anyone who responds into the gourd and turn them into pus.

From this moment forward, everyone must be silent and communicate using divine thought!

Upon receiving this message, the immortals were greatly alarmed, especially the Nine Luminaries Star Lord and the Twenty-Eight Constellations, who had previously participated in the battle at Flower Fruit Mountain.

They knew that the chosen one possessed Laozi's Vajra Bracelet, and had specifically mentioned it when he returned to the Heavenly Palace. The Jade Emperor didn't say anything, but gave the True Martial Emperor a method to counter this magical treasure before the army set off.

Before they could even use it, the other side produced another of Laozi's magical treasures.

Holy crap... Could it be that Laozi is really supporting that chosen one behind the scenes, and the Eastern Heavenly Divine Realm is about to start fighting amongst itself again?

Suddenly, an incredibly terrifying demonic aura burst forth from the Little Western Paradise below, and under the reflection of the Demon-Revealing Mirror, one after another hidden monsters were gradually exposed.

Especially the area around the pagoda, where demonic energy soared into the sky, turning the world within a thousand miles into a deep, dark abyss.

In the darkness, five illusory figures, seemingly connected to the heavens and the earth, emerged, each exuding an incomparably powerful aura, surpassing even that of many powerful immortals and gods.

Besides these, there were other powerful demons at the level of demon kings, roughly five or six thousand in total, and countless lesser demons. They were arrayed in the dark clouds, roaring continuously. However, each of the demons had an obscure mark between their eyebrows, the reason for which was unknown.

The boundless demonic clouds rolled in, confronting the million heavenly soldiers and generals, and neither was at a significant disadvantage.

"The Seven Sages of the Demon Race... and such a huge group of demons, were they all gathered by the Chosen One?"

The True Martial Emperor was terrified. He couldn't understand how the other side had managed to gather so many monsters in just two months, and even dared to confront the Heavenly Court head-on. It simply didn't make sense.

Just then, four streams of light shot out from the pagoda and flew high into the sky in the blink of an eye, reaching a position level with the True Martial Emperor.

With a flash of fire, one of the figures made the first move, tearing through the air with his fire-tipped spear, aiming straight for the face of the True Martial Emperor!
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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