From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 243 Slaying the Silver-Armored God

A strong sense of unease welled up in Chen Xuan's heart. Was the origin of this silver-armored female deity related to the Mountain Spirit Goddess?
Impossible! If she had such a powerful "backer," there would be no reason for the Mountain Demon Goddess to seek out the Tai Xuan Zhenjun of the Qingnang Daoist Temple!
"The flood washed away the Dragon King's temple! We're all on the same side, Gods, please don't make things difficult for your brother-in-law!" Lu Zhuan shouted shrilly.

The deities of the Taiyi Forbidden Land in Yunmeng Prefecture?
Lu Zhuan was spouting nonsense with a straight face, but his mood had sunk to the bottom, and he secretly thought something was wrong.

Yunmeng Prefecture is one of the top ten prefectures in the Southern Region, and has been one of the most prosperous areas in the eastern part of the Southern Region since ancient times, enjoying a great reputation. The Donghuang Taiyi Forbidden Land is one of the local strongmen of Yunmeng Prefecture.

However, all the major powers in the vicinity know that the innate deities of the Yunmeng lineage in the forbidden area have long been "extinct," and the forbidden area is now occupied by a group of demons!
There are even rumors that the Mountain Spirit Goddess was driven out of the forbidden area in her childhood and eventually went to the Southern Wilderness!

Chen Xuan looked at Lu Zhuan with a "resentful" expression. This little Taoist boy was tarnishing the reputation of the Mountain Spirit Goddess and deliberately delaying the time.
But how could a true sage be easily deceived? He could discern the truth with a single thought.

"Buzz!"

Just then, a divine light shone in Chen Xuan's eyes, and a page of the "Classic of Mountains and Seas: Guyao" hummed and trembled, awakening a gentle power originating from the era of mountains and seas, resisting and neutralizing the divine power of the silver-armored female deity.

With a thud, Chen Xuan fell from mid-air, breaking free from the control of the female deity.

He quickly looked up and saw the silver-armored goddess scrutinizing him with curiosity. Her entire body radiated a cold, silvery light, and she was flawlessly beautiful.

Her hair was as black as a waterfall, her eyes were bright as water, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her skin was as white as snow, and she was dressed in silver armor with a heroic and valiant air. Her chest was high and firm, just like a female warrior in the nine heavens.

"The power of the Classic of Mountains and Seas... the Mountain Spirit was truly conquered by a human."

The silver-armored female deity lowered her hand, a strange glint in her eyes, tinged with mockery, as she muttered to herself, "She was once one of the nine ancient gods of Yunmeng, serving under the supreme god Donghuang, enjoying boundless glory. It's only natural that I call her 'sister'..."

In Chen Xuan's eyes, the Classic of Mountains and Seas trembled and the characters flowed. His face was calm, but he watched her warily.

“Little one, you’re doomed if you believe her. The gods of Yunmeng were able to escape the Great Calamity of the Mountains and Seas, and they are already irreconcilable with the other gods.” Ao Longjun’s head, standing on the ground, emitted a weak dragon roar as he coldly watched all of this.

"Noisy!"

The silver-armored female deity rebuked her displeasedly: "Old Dragon, you can barely protect yourself. Your physical body and soul have been shattered and scattered in all directions by the black robe of the Yin Refiner. What gives you the audacity to speak disrespectfully about the affairs of the gods!"

Ao Longjun's vertical pupils dimmed, and his dragon horns were broken, but he remained calm and sneered, "The arrogant brat is probably not the one who can even protect himself..."

Chen Xuan realized that Ao Longjun, who only had one head left, was not defeated by the silver-armored female deity; she had simply taken advantage of the situation to "pick up" the dragon's head.

The truly powerful one is not a born deity, but the Black and White True Lord!

After all, with only a wisp of the female deity's soul entering Xinzhai Heaven, her strength was reduced to less than one-tenth, making her chances of defeating Ao Longjun extremely low.

Simultaneously.

Chen Xuan sensed that Ao Longjun's head had no divine soul power, only pure flesh and blood... Within the incomplete flesh and blood, there was still a complete consciousness. Tao Hongchen's supernatural abilities were terrifying beyond compare.

Once, Wu Taotie had vaguely touched upon this power.

"All the gods and spirits under heaven originate from the same source."

The silver-armored female deity raised her chin, looking down at Chen Xuan not far away, like an awe-inspiring and unapproachable goddess looking down upon a lowly mortal:

"Brother-in-law, come here. That man in the black robe is a nuisance. Escort my sister for a while!"

Chen Xuan frowned. The silver-armored female deity wanted to take him and Lu Zhuan hostage to counterbalance the Black and White True Lords!

"This..." Lu Zhuan thought to himself that things were not going well. The female deity was not as strong as Xiao Heizi, Ao Longjun, and Baicao Zhenjun, and should have been the first to be eliminated. But if she could force Xiao Heizi to stand on her side, she would be the most likely to become the biggest winner.

"go!"

The silver-armored female deity took the initiative to meet Chen Xuan. Chen Xuan, of course, did not want to be captured and immediately resisted. His eyes shone with divine light, the "Classic of Mountains and Seas: Guyao" trembled, and the ancient power of Guyao spread.

"It can actually activate Gu Yao?" The female deity murmured with slight doubt. Like a silver lightning bolt, she appeared in front of Chen Xuan, her jade fingers like cold blades, slowly cutting through the Gu Yao power that blocked her path.

The result was predictable: Chen Xuan was no match for Zhenjun and was quickly suppressed.

"To be able to withstand me for even a few breaths is something even the most outstanding cauldrons in the world cannot do. You have some of the prowess of the young immortal sages."

The silver-armored goddess chuckled in admiration, her hand passing through the power of Gu Yao and touching Chen Xuan's chest. But the next moment, she cried out in pain, her fingers feeling as if they had been burned by flames, and she quickly withdrew.

"How could you... Xinzhai!"

The silver-armored goddess suddenly took several steps back, her breathing rapid, her chest heaving violently, and her heart trembling.

Chen Xuan thought to himself: It's over!
Xinzhai has an irreconcilable blood feud with the innate deities. To possess Xinzhai is a sin. When the female deity touched Chen Xuan, she sensed the power of Xinzhai in some way.

The Mountain Spirit Goddess is an anomaly, but the other deities are not; blood feuds will not be forgotten!
As expected, all emotion vanished from the silver-armored goddess's face, and in an instant, she became as cold as ice: "Come back to the sacred mountain with me and await the judgment of the gods!"

"Oh no! The little guy's identity has been exposed!" Lu Zhuan sensed something was wrong and immediately gave his spirit pet dragon a wink.

Chen Xuan immediately decided to fight desperately, activating the power of his Heart Cleansing Technique, but before he could even make a move, a terrifying energy fluctuation suddenly appeared on the horizon. Musical instruments played in unison, gongs and drums were banged, and a group of figures carrying flags wandered over.

"The auspicious time has arrived, but there are still ghosts and spirits on the road who refuse to leave. What should we do?" An unpleasant laugh rang out from afar.

Chen Xuan turned his head in surprise. Someone else had arrived? One unexpected event after another was keeping him busy.

A hazy mist drifted by, and a massive, densely packed army appeared, stretching as far as the eye could see.

"There are more experts?" Lu Zhuan was shocked. Usually, the later the person appears, the more powerful they are. There were two True Monarch auras swirling here, but this team not only did not take a detour, but even wanted them to make way.

The silver-armored goddess slowly turned around, her gaze solemn.

The divine stone seemed to be in fear, trembling and shaking off its crystalline brilliance, like jade dust.

"Is this... worshipping a god?" Chen Xuan quickly scanned the newcomer's identity and strength.

A child dressed in plain white mourning clothes led the way, holding a white paper lantern. Closely following behind was a group of burly men wearing ferocious masks, carrying a huge palanquin.

The palanquin was painted entirely blood red, enshrining a vaguely discernible deity. Copper bells hung from the four corners, emitting a clear yet chilling sound, evoking a mournful and sorrowful tone.

"Give Way!"

"Give Way!"

"Give Way!"

Even before the worship procession arrived, shouts, some rough and some chilling, rang out, each one seemingly carrying unfathomable power, striking straight into everyone's hearts.

"Whoosh!" Ao Longjun's head rolled twice and immediately rolled to the side of the road.

"Blind fools, asking the True Lord to make way? How dare you!" The young man in blue robes, who resembled a giant salamander, roared in fury.

But before it could finish speaking, it was swept aside by a silver spear, and the silver-armored goddess moved aside with graceful steps.

"The giants from the depths of Xinzhai Heaven have emerged?" Lu Zhuan was shocked and immediately shouted to the female deity, "Treasures have appeared! Quickly, grab them... Ah, shut up! Don't use your guns..."

Chen Xuan also walked to the roadside, and the tense situation was temporarily halted by this group of confident individuals. "Whoosh..."

A mourning child, carrying a fluttering flag, led the procession past Chen Xuan, the female deity, and others. Lanterns swayed, and the group of ghostly beings moved with a light, seemingly chaotic yet perfectly synchronized gait, as if controlled by invisible threads.

Upon closer inspection, Chen Xuan discovered that their eyes were empty and lifeless, as if they had no soul.

"brush!"

The boy in mourning clothes suddenly turned his head, his cold gaze fixed on Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan's heart skipped a beat. They've already set their sights on him? Clearly, he's not the only one watching!

Fortunately, the mourning attendant only glanced at Chen Xuan casually before quickly shifting his gaze to everyone else.

Nothing unexpected happened. The mourning attendant withdrew his scrutinizing gaze and continued leading the group forward.

"Who is this group of remnants of the Heart-Piercing Heaven enshrined in their palanquin? What a grand display they've made!" The young man in blue robes, who was like a giant salamander, muttered indignantly to himself. He believed that these passersby had disrespected the silver-armored female deity who was his backer, and that a True Lord should not be insulted!
“His strength is no less than that of the remnants of destiny…” The female deity faintly sensed a dangerous aura. The Ancient Heart Sect does not kill nameless people. Those who can be resurrected now are all once prominent figures.

"Wow!"

Just then, the group suddenly stopped!
The mourning boy stopped in his tracks, turning his head like an owl. His pale face held a hint of confusion, and his empty eyes looked at Chen Xuan for the second time.

what's the situation?
Chen Xuan's heart leaped into his throat.

The mourning boy lowered his gaze, and the divine stone embryo had quietly appeared behind Chen Xuan, its trembling hand gripping the hem of Chen Xuan's clothes.

"The prey has been taken, step back!" The silver-armored goddess shouted, brandishing her spear, her demeanor unapproachable. She had cooperated, but the other party remained oblivious to her position.

The boy in mourning clothes continued to ponder, turning almost halfway around, his questioning gaze landing a second time on the silver-armored female deity, as if scrutinizing something.

The mourning child's porcelain-white face was painted with makeup resembling that of a dead person. His eyebrows were downturned in sorrow, but his mouth was exaggeratedly split to the roots of his ears, and his eyes were cold and cunning.

At that moment, not only the children in mourning clothes, but also the burly man wearing a terrifying mask and the little figures carrying flags and ceremonial guards all turned their heads in unison.

The sound of gongs and drums stopped, the firelight flickered and gradually dimmed, and a terrifying and chilling atmosphere rose.

"How dare you look directly at my master! You were not even qualified to do so in your lives!" The young man in blue robes, who resembled a giant salamander, stepped forward and shouted sternly.

"Hmph!" The silver-armored female deity was also displeased. These ghosts and remnants were really out of their depths! If it weren't for the presence of True Lords around her, and her unwillingness to cause any trouble, she would have directly annihilated these remnants who didn't know their place!
In the mist, the pale face of the child in mourning clothes was blurred, but Chen Xuan felt a chill run down his spine.

Suddenly, Chen Xuan heard a soft laugh coming from the sky.

“The Dao… says… Purity…” The strange sound of the scripture rang in Chen Xuan’s ears like thunder in the dark, like the sound of drums in the ancient times, ancient and long, drifting down.

Chen Xuan lowered his head, and the Divine Stone Embryo was already tightly hugging his legs, not daring to move.

The familiar voice of the scriptures sounded like both demon and Taoist, but it did not come from the mouth of the divine stone embryo!

"Go!" Suddenly, Ao Longjun roared, his hair danced wildly, and he unleashed a burst of dazzling purple lightning as he fled into the distance!

“This is…” Lu Zhuan’s face was filled with horror, and his whole body was chilled. In an instant, he realized something!
"Long!"

The entire temple trembled, and blood rain fell from the sky, dripping onto the top of the palanquin and sliding down the wind chimes.

The boy in mourning clothes had a bright, dazzling golden light shining in his eyes. Between his eyebrows, his skin slid open and a bloodshot eyeball squeezed out, as if he had opened a third eye!

"Born a god..." The mourning child's grinning mouth emitted a chilling, eerie laugh.

Suddenly, Chen Xuan felt a strong sense of familiarity. The third, no, the fourth level of the Heart Fasting? But before he could react, the next moment, a terrifying fluctuation that made his heart tremble came from beside him. The silver-armored female deity bloomed like a fairy lotus, and silver light illuminated the world.

"Ancient Heart Fasting!" the silver-armored female deity screamed, and with a bang, her body exploded!
Before the mourning child's eerie laughter could ring out, the female deity was struck as if by a celestial sword, her body splitting in two from top to bottom. Immediately afterward, her divine body, formed from her divine soul, exploded like fireworks.

The stunningly beautiful female deity vanished in an instant, her blood and shattered bones flying everywhere.

"Zheng!"

A pure crimson sword light slashed out from the vertical pupil on the forehead of the mourning child, cleaving through the silver-armored female deity. The dazzling sword light continued forward, cleaving through the Kai Zhai Heaven, piercing through the Tai Xu, and falling into a majestic divine mountain.

Beyond that desolate land, there is a divine mountain shrouded in celestial mist. Some divine figures with golden eyes rose from the clouds in astonishment, but in an instant, their bodies were severed in half, and then they disintegrated with a deafening roar. Blood and bones covered the sky, a truly gruesome sight.

"Buzz!" The fine, hair-like sword marks in the Taixu instantly closed up, obscuring the bloody scene outside, but a strong, eerie smell of blood still seeped in.

Chen Xuan, Lu Zhuan, and the others stood frozen and tense, like clay or wooden sculptures; the scene was truly terrifying.

The silver-armored female deity was able to fight against powerful beings like True Lords, but she vanished in an instant—such power was terrifying!
"The ancient Xinzhai has been revived, and gods are killed as soon as they appear?" Lu Zhuan murmured in shock. Some legends about Xinzhai in ancient history were now brought to life.

For countless millennia, this infamous and supremely powerful force has reappeared in the world, its strength beyond comprehension!
The mourning child passed by them for the first time without reacting, but after taking a few steps, it suddenly realized something, turned its head a second time, and looked seriously, recognizing Chen Xuan, the female deity, and others.

Without any warning or premonition, without offering any reason or explanation, the mourning child instantly began his killing spree.

"Whoosh!" The divine soul of the silver-armored woman transformed into pure fragments of her divine soul, covering the ground as if with a layer of crystalline frost.

"Master!" The young man in blue robes, who was like a giant salamander, felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. The innate deity he regarded as his support had fallen on the spot. Moreover, the scarlet sword light chased into the mortal world, causing bloodshed and countless beings to perish in the sacred mountain.

"Ancient... Xinzhai." In the distance, on a mountain peak shrouded in thick fog, True Monarch Xiao Heizi, dressed in a tattered black robe, stared intently at the source of the sword light with a solemn expression.

"Was it Chen Xuan? Or a naturally born deity? Did it draw it out from the depths of Xinzhaitian?" On another mountain, Baicao Zhenjun's fox-like eyes darted around.

"This power is untouchable; to be killed by it is to die." Ao Longjun's divine soul spoke, his entire body overflowing with purple lightning. He paused for a moment, then sneered, "Tao Hongchen's only way to kill... the Supreme Heaven."

"Your injury?" Bai Cao Zhenjun turned his head and asked.

"The Heavenly Mandate True Lord is powerful, but it showed mercy and spared my life. The grudges in the Southern Wilderness are thus settled and will not be mentioned again."

Ao Longjun said frankly that the Taiyin lineage True Lord, who does not resort to intrigue but speaks with hard power, can be treated equally by the dragons. Then, he sneered, "But it is just a chosen one. It is still a bit short of the right time to take over the banner of Tai Xuan True Lord. It won't live for more than a few years!"

Bai Cao Zhenjun nodded silently, then sighed, "Xin Zhai Tian is about to exhaust his divine power... After half a year, the harvest is meager. I am weary. Let us leave."

Two figures streaked across the sky like streaks of light, and along their path, the scattered parts of Ao Longjun's body returned one by one.

A thick fog rolled across the land.

Chen Xuan and the others stood rooted to the spot, not daring to move.

"Buzz!"

After the mourning attendant killed the female deity, his gaze fell on Chen Xuan again. His third eye was bloodshot and held an ambiguous scrutinizing look.

Chen Xuan's heart began to pound.

(End of this chapter)