Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 730 The Killing of Shen
Zhongjing, Langshan.

Beneath the mountains and fields, fierce winds howled, dust filled the sky, and the earth seemed to come alive, trembling and shaking, cracking open countless hideous fissures that swallowed up the besieged soldiers.

【Dancui Pure Land】is located here, where countless rays of blue and yellow light surge endlessly, spreading like a plague to the surrounding land, and stalemate with the rolling apricot-yellow fire.

Atop the mountain stands a grand temple, adorned with gold and silver, adorned with white lotus blossoms, and radiating auspicious light. The inscription on the golden plaque reads "Jue Wang Temple." Behind this temple, countless towering Vajras move about, manifesting ferocious and imposing golden bodies, some offering treasure vases, some capturing dragons and snakes, and some striking golden pestles.

These Vajras appeared extremely small in comparison to the Dharma image behind this mountain.

Far above Wolf Mountain, the image of a yellow goat lay peacefully behind, its torch-like yellow eyes level with the temple on the mountaintop, like a pair of great suns hanging in the sky. On the back of this strange goat-beast was a great monk in a sand-yellow robe, as solid as mud, coldly surveying the scene.

South of Langshan Mountain, battle flags fluttered, and golden Geng metal light leaped up, shining brightly, finally landing on the body of a towering golden figure.

This golden figure was entirely golden in color, exuding the aura of metal, and was clad in bronze armor. On its chest was an extraordinary golden crow shape.

This crow is entirely golden in color, with three pupils and six wings that trail sunlight. Beneath its six wings are countless kneeling and pleading deities.

The Great Xia Golden Man!

Even now, the golden man's energy is extremely perfect and undamaged, far surpassing the treasures of Tifeng and Louguan, and only the golden man of Duobao Daoist lineage can compare.

It was none other than a treasured possession of the Tai Zhen lineage, a priceless artifact passed down since the Xia Dynasty.

At this moment, a tall, thin man stood on the shoulder of the golden figure. He had a calm demeanor, wore a bright gold robe, and had a black token at his waist with the words "Baihua Gongri" written on it.

He stared at the enormous Dharma image on Wolf Mountain to the north. To this day, it was only a third of that evil land that was being suppressed there.

Even so, the great bodhisattva's methods firmly blocked the army's northward advance. In the [Dancui Pure Land], there were many Vajra Bodhisattvas on the path of rebirth, who practiced the way of breeding evil and turned this vast land into living things.

"Ready?"

His tone was calm, as if he were talking about something very ordinary, but a slightly angry voice came from the head of the golden man.

"Anytime is fine, please give the order, Senior Brother!"

The voice was like a wounded, lurking serpent, harboring deadly venom, now baring its fangs, ready to bite its former enemy.

It was indeed worth ten thousand gold pieces.

"Sword offering".

Suddenly, Wan Kong, who was as small as dust on the shoulder of the golden man, spoke and his figure disappeared. At the same time, a line of extremely bright Geng metal light rushed out from the military camp formation, with scales bared and white rainbows piercing the sky.

Golden scales, like angry dragons, landed on the golden man's hand, causing his aura to rise inch by inch, getting closer and closer to the perfect state. Bones piled up like mountains, blood flowed like rivers, and his supernatural powers were activated to eliminate disrespect.

The three supernatural powers of [Jin Shou Li], [Fa Bu Jing], and [Lian Xi Shang] merged into the golden body, seemingly completely awakening this ancient golden figure.

Colors gradually brightened on the massive, towering golden body, until finally the golden man's pair of brilliant golden eyes opened, and the golden crow on his breastplate flapped its wings as if about to take flight, possessing the power to subdue the divine and dispel all evil.

In ancient times, the sun was regarded as the first divine master, revered by all gods and avoided by all evil. This golden statue of the God of the Divine Strokes, cast by the Taibai Temple, was held by the fifth son of the ancient Golden Crow, Shenyao.

Of the twelve golden figures, Zhu Ci and Jiao Yang each led two, and the remaining sons each received one. The fifth son of the Golden Crow was none other than the Sun God of the ancient Xia Dynasty!
"I am a divine being."

Wan Jin's voice echoed from within the golden figure, shaking the earth as if a god had descended, causing the soil that had been writhing and multiplying to return to normal.

"Shu Shen Qi Geng!"

As the sound faded, darkness suddenly descended upon the world. Between the golden figure and Wolf Mountain, a young man appeared, his surging malevolent aura completely engulfing the land.

This person has a cold and stern look, and his aura is as deep as the ocean. The aura of perfect supernatural powers is faintly emerging, with various strange phenomena such as a great abyss swallowing light, demonic stars stirring up trouble, and drought demons wreaking havoc.

The evil energy is complete.

An old man appeared in the temple atop Wolf Mountain. His skin was withered and his eyes were flat. He wore a blue-yellow robe. The supernatural power of earth magic changed around him, manifesting various strange phenomena such as the Crimson Pig, the Wen Ray, and the Blue Locust. Only the Grave Sheep was missing.

This person's aura was already at the late stage of the Purple Mansion realm. Looking ahead, he said in a deep voice:

"The Qingwu Dao lineage is guarded here by Ji Huo, under the command of the Evil Earth Bodhisattva. Who are you?!"

It was none other than the Yun Tu Zhenren who had already surrendered to Liao, and also the master of Qingwu Dao, a former high-ranking cultivator of Yun Tu.

"Black Fiend Daoist lineage, Absolute Su Platform, [Inquiry into the Corpse]."

The young man smiled slightly, looked at the yellow sheep image in front of him, and said:

"Without the true form of the Evil Earth being present, sending only this Dharma form to oversee things, along with this bunch of chickens and dogs, is a bit presumptuous."

His gaze swept down, calmly looking at the majestic and divine Vajra Bodhi figures. Not a single Buddhist cultivator dared to meet his eyes, and even Ji Huo, who was in the late stage of the Purple Mansion realm, did not dare to utter a word of rebuttal.

Black Fiend is one of the ancient demonic paths, known in ancient times as the "Black Fiend Demon Realm," which has passed down various lineages. Among them, the most core is the "Absolute Su Platform," which can be traced back to the legacy of "Su Kong."

Such a person, whose evil energy is perfectly complete, is certainly qualified to look down on all the cultivators present. However, now that the true form of the Great Master of Evil Land is not here, and only his Dharma form and Pure Land are left here, it is somewhat difficult to resist.

"Senior, there's no need to waste words with these monks, just take action!" Wan Jin's voice came from behind, respectful yet tinged with a hint of anger. He had been nearly killed by Wang Sheng and Qing Chong's scheme.

Now we have no choice but to live inside this golden statue, which is really suffocating.

Wen Shi nodded slightly, about to make a move, when a burst of yellow and white light burst forth from in front of him, and countless plain-colored scrolls unfurled between heaven and earth.

A man in magnificent robes emerged from the temple. He was handsome, like a figure from a painting, and wore a rich, dark yellow royal robe with a golden writing brush at his waist.

When this person appeared, the surroundings fell silent, and Ji Huo, who was standing to the side, withdrew with utmost respect.

"Ji Earth?"

The corpse's gaze finally turned serious as he looked at the other person.

The man smiled slightly and said leisurely:

"please."

He displayed the vast radiance of the Earth element, possessing supernatural powers, and a brilliant brilliance of the Earth element burst forth, causing the heavens and earth to tremble.

Four Ji and one Wu.

Supernatural power and brilliance soared into the sky, evil energy burst forth, the central earth cracked, the autumn moon hung high, a white rainbow pierced the sky, and from time to time, magnificent bursts of light appeared as if Vajra were falling.
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Southern Capital, Imperial Palace.

"Tuoba Jue, with his perfect supernatural powers, blocked the Great Master Wen Shi and started a fierce battle. It was Tai Zhen who made the effort and broke through Wolf Mountain. Three Vajras of the Rebirth Path fell and Bodhi was killed. At the same time, in our Great Li army, Tai Zhen's Wan Kong Zhenren was injured and Zhang family's Huan Yuan Zhenren was beaten down to only his true spirit."

"Who?"

"The Zhang clan leader of Yandi was forbidden from cultivating wood. A few years ago, he broke through to the mid-stage of the Purple Mansion realm and was conscripted, but was killed by a beam of divine light."

Your Highness, a scholarly man dressed in white was recounting the battle report, and the emperor on the throne nodded slightly as he listened.

Tian Chi had never cared about these Purple Mansions without any background, so he casually brushed them aside and continued to ask:
"Where is the King of Lishan? Why has he not come out to fight?"

"Your Majesty, the Prince is currently in seclusion, cultivating his final supernatural power."

"No matter what, now that Wolf Mountain has been captured, Zhongjing Road will eventually belong to our Great Li. What lies ahead next is the Rebirth Path in Yuanjing."

Tian Chi continued calmly:
"I hereby convey my decree that the King of Lanshan should expedite preparations and must conquer Xieqiu within twelve years. Once the two fronts converge and the path to rebirth is breached, we can then directly target Shengjing Liaodu."

"Your Majesty, it is difficult to prepare in such a hasty manner, and the various families also need rest, as their injuries are probably not yet fully healed."

Xie Kuo, speaking below with a hint of worry in his voice, continued:

"And what about the southern border? Should we send more people? The demon kingdom has gained immense power, and it involves that Golden Crow. What if these demons invade from the southwest?"

"There's no need to worry about this."

Tian Chi sneered, stood up and said:

"At least until the Liao region is pacified, the so-called Xia Dynasty will not send troops. The Liao region is not a major enemy, and [Leyu] and [Wangsheng] are not stupid. Why would they wholeheartedly serve the Xiao family? Once these two families have gained enough benefits from the war, they will naturally disperse."

"If that's the case, we should proceed slowly, arrange the sacred path, and advance step by step."

Xie Kuo spoke, his tone deep and serious, with a hint of advising His Majesty to be considerate of the cultivators. After all, the Purple Mansion level-one combat power of the Delightful Demon Land and the Path of Rebirth could be consumed at will, and it would be very easy to rebuild them.

However, the Purple Mansion Divine Powers of Dali were all cultivated one by one, resulting in real losses. The best method would naturally be to gradually conquer Liao territory and arrange for divine beings to be stationed there, which would greatly reduce casualties.

"Our dynasty can't wait any longer."

Tian Chi's tone grew increasingly serious as he looked down at Xie Kuo, saying only:

“That root of Yin Wood is almost completely dead. Even if the True Lord intends to control it, the entanglement between Li Fire and Guang Wood is about to reach a conclusion. Only by making Li Fire burn even more fiercely in this battle can we deal with the changes in the future.”

His vermilion pupils gleamed faintly, as if gazing overseas, revealing a hint of drifting wood energy.

Upon hearing this, Xie Kuo paused, understanding the Emperor's meaning. He knew he had to speed things up; there was no time to delay.

Once that root of Yin Wood is completely dead, it means that the final battle of the True Lord of Li Fire is about to begin, and it will surely be earth-shattering.

'Only by pacifying Liaodong soon can we achieve peace.'

Xie Kuo's mind gradually calmed down, but the emperor above told him to step back and go deliver an imperial edict to the King of Lanshan, instructing him to make preparations quickly.

On the throne, the flames gradually brightened.

The current emperor of Dali fell into deep thought, recalling the prophecy he had heard, while the crimson flames beside him solidified into the shape of a sparrow.

"【You tyrannical son, usurping the throne, burned to death, abandoned to the fate of the people】, you are the usurper, I, only I, am the true emperor! Using the burning of Liao to deal with Zhu Mu, how could I let you have your way?"

(End of this chapter)