Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 361 371 Slaying the Demon Mother

Crunch~crunch~
The fully loaded wagons groaned under their weight, grinding deep ruts into the mud.

The soldiers looked tense, gripping their swords tightly. Some even took advantage of the fact that no one was watching to secretly reach for the treasure in the carriage.

The pinpoint pupils moved, clearly seeing these tiny movements.

But Ge Congzhou remained unmoved.

At this point, there's no point in resorting to military law.

Let these people be a little greedy, so they'll be more courageous in battle, since the stuff on the vehicle doesn't belong to them anyway.

Even the Emperor of Liang fled first. How can harshly criticizing the soldiers below turn the tide?
Since Li Yisheng ascended the throne, the east and west have been locked in a standoff, and the war has never stopped.

At first, the two sides were deadlocked, but because Mingzun was engaging in heretical despotism, the two major Taoist holy sites of Wu and Yue intervened.

Then, his former ally, the Liao Kingdom, betrayed him and colluded with Li Yisheng.

In the blink of an eye, the Liang Kingdom found itself surrounded by enemies.

No matter how powerful Zhu Quanzhong was, or how mysterious the acquired magical bag was, he was powerless to reverse the situation.

Under these circumstances, his exploitation of his territories became even more severe, to the point of massacring and sacrificing some lost and recovered cities. It seemed that any "betrayal" would touch Zhu Quanzhong's sensitive nerves.

As a result, more and more people fled from Liang, large amounts of land were abandoned, and there was not enough food to support the army.
Without supplies and replenishment, the army suffered repeated defeats at the front lines. Zhu Quanzhong's exploitation and oppression intensified, leading to an even greater exodus of civilians, creating a vicious cycle.

"Damn it, how did things get like this?"

Ge Congzhou became increasingly agitated as he thought about it, though he was well aware of the reasons behind it all.

However, after Zhu Quanzhong ascended the throne, he became increasingly arrogant and self-willed, and those who dared to offer advice were all beheaded.

He initially followed Zhu Quanzhong simply because he felt that Zhu Quanzhong was capable of great things and had few restrictions on his subordinates, so he wanted to take the opportunity to make a name for himself.

Now that the situation in Daliang is not looking good, Emperor Zhu Quanzhong of Daliang has taken the lead in fleeing, leaving him to cover the rear.

For Ge Congzhou, the bond between the two rulers had long been exhausted, so talking about loyalty at this point was meaningless.

"No matter what, I am a grandmaster. If all else fails, I can always seek refuge with Li Yisheng."

"This man has ambitions to conquer the world and is unconcerned with trivial matters. Even Chang Congjian, that cannibal, managed to become a Grand Master of the Palace, while I merely capture infants to practice my skills."

"As long as one can be of use to them, it shouldn't be difficult to save one's life, and one might even be able to be made a king or marquis."

"It's a pity that if the eldest and second young masters hadn't died, they could have been used as a pledge of loyalty."

Ge Congzhou felt a little regretful. Of Zhu Quanzhong's sons, only Zhu Yougui and Zhu Youzhen were considered capable, but they were both killed. The rest were just good-for-nothings who only knew how to indulge in pleasure.

This is also one of the characteristics of demonic martial arts; whether or not one can subdue the demon depends on the martial artist's personal character.

No matter how many helpful treasures you have, if your will is weak, you still won't achieve anything.

However, if one is the offspring of a grandmaster, one can naturally inherit a portion of the power in one's father's bloodline.

But putting aside how difficult it is for a Grandmaster to have offspring, once someone becomes a Grandmaster, their lifespan of three cycles of sixty years is enough to outlive four generations of their descendants.

Therefore, most grandmasters have little enthusiasm for having offspring.

Therefore, military governors across the land preferred to adopt outstanding young talents as their godsons, as this was much more convenient than raising their own offspring.

Just as Ge Congzhou was lost in thought, a chilling killing intent suddenly locked onto him.

In that split second, he reacted purely on instinct, and the image of the Demon Mother burst forth from his crown chakra.

boom! ! ! !

A bolt of lightning suddenly pierced through the clouds, followed by a deafening clap of thunder.

Lightning seemed to explode in a chain reaction within the Liang army, with Ge Congzhou at the center, and nearly a hundred Liang soldiers were blasted into charred remains.

On the crossed arms of the demon mother, a bolt of lightning was stuck.

Ge Congzhou was stunned for a moment, then anger crept onto his face:

"Who dares to defy me? Come out and face your death!"

"Ge Congzhou, don't you recognize me?"

A canopy-like cloud rapidly approached in the sky, and upon closer inspection, it could be seen that a well-organized elite force stood atop it.

The golden rays of the sun condensed into a shawl, connecting and surrounding everyone, like heavenly soldiers and generals.

At the center of the radiance, a divine general held a jet-black longbow with three arrows condensed from lightning. Amidst the blue and white hues, a terrifying blackness spread out.

Like a sea of ​​suffering flowing through hell, it causes countless beings in the Saha world to sink and perish.

The five wheels of Nirvana—a boat adrift in the sea of ​​suffering!

Boom boom boom! ! ! !

The lightning bolt reached Ge Congzhou before the sound waves arrived, illuminating the utter horror on his face.

Li Cunxiao!
How could it be him? !

There's absolutely no way he could be wrong. This man who killed two of Zhu Quanzhong's sons was already on the blacklist in the Liang army.

Although Zhu Quanzhong was not particularly saddened by his son's death, out of imperial dignity, he still offered a high reward:
Whoever kills Li Cunxiao will be granted the title of Duke; whoever captures Li Cunxiao alive will be granted the title of Marquis!
Ge Congzhou had long held a high position and was naturally not very interested in such an honor. However, he had already dealt with the Zhu brothers and Li Cunxiao, so he was naturally impressed by this disciple of Taiyi Zhenren.

However, no matter how gifted one is, breaking through the barrier is already extraordinary enough.

It's only been four or five years since we last met, yet the opponent's arrow has made me feel like I'm facing a formidable enemy. Doesn't this mean that Li Cunxiao already has the combat power of a grandmaster?

A grandmaster under thirty? That's practically Emperor Taizong of Qin reincarnated!

But no matter how shocked or incredulous they were, the threat before them was very real.

Having experienced countless battles, Ge Congzhou instantly cast aside all distractions. The image of the Demon Mother clasped her hands together and summoned a divine weapon, which, at the critical moment, blocked the three arrows that contained the intent of destruction and ruin.

"You want to kill me? This isn't enough! What are you waiting for? Form the formation!"

The Grandmaster's powerful primordial spirit surged like a tidal wave, instantly infecting the panicked soldiers. Their internal qi and true energy immediately condensed and rushed out, converging towards the divine weapon in the hands of the Demon Mother.

This is the power of a grandmaster.

Even if morale is low, as long as one's own spirit is strong enough, one can influence the entire army with one's own will and mobilize the strength of tens of thousands of people.

Therefore, strictly speaking, only a grandmaster can fully unleash the power of an army of ten thousand.

However, Ge Congzhou's retreat was not a one-time retreat. Before that, he had already sent five groups of people to escort supplies collected from various places in Xuzhou.

Therefore, he currently only has four thousand soldiers by his side.

Even so, the strength of the four thousand-strong army still allowed him to move from the original Lesser Master level to the threshold of Greater Master.

"Auspicious fruit?" Li Cunxiao looked at the pomegranate-shaped divine weapon in the hands of the Demon Mother's image, his heart filled with murderous intent.

As an object held by Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, the auspicious fruit has the effect of dispelling demonic obstacles, hence it is also called the auspicious fruit, the fruit of abundance, or the fruit of abundance.

Because it can extinguish disasters, it is also called the Ghost Fear Tree. Because its flowers are small but it produces many fruits, it symbolizes that "few actions can yield great results", so it is called the Fruit of All Causes.

However, the Buddhist martial arts practiced by Zhu Quanzhong and his followers, including the Ming Cult members, were basically distorted and heretical. For example, Ge Congzhou's Demon Mother Dharma Image was created by refining a clone from a living infant and then feeding it with rare and precious materials to break through the limits of a typical grandmaster's incarnation.

Within his auspicious fruit, each pomegranate seed-like fruit contained a hideous, blue-faced, fanged demonic infant, extremely ferocious and terrifying. It is unknown how many children were harmed in order to forge this divine weapon.

"You beast, today is your death day!"

The azure light pierced through the heavens and transformed into the Dharma form of the Ten Directions Savior from Suffering, with Yama and the judges of the underworld arranged below.

Ying Longzhi's personal guards immediately split into ten groups of one hundred men each, and under the radiant light of the Ten Directions Heavenly Venerable's Dharma Image, they were covered with a layer of ghost and god masks.

The qi and blood of these thousand people intertwined and crisscrossed, transforming into a cage that covered all directions, trapping Ge Congzhou and the others within.

"He has truly achieved the Dharma form! Damn it, when has the world ever seen a master in his twenties?"

"Judging from their cultivation levels, they seem to be on par with me. Could those Dao soldiers be Li Yisheng's flying cavalry?"

Ge Congzhou's expression grew increasingly grim. In the palm of the Ghost Mother, the ghost infants inside the auspicious fruit, under the infusion of blood and true essence, awakened one by one, emitting piercing screams.

Even though Ying Longzhi's personal guards merged with Li Cunxiao's Dharma body and transformed into a ghostly state, they still felt dizzy and lightheaded.

The next moment, the auspicious fruit was like a bomb chamber, and nearly a hundred ghost infants shot out like cannonballs, densely packed, making people feel a chill.

"kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Roars filled the sky, and shouts of battle seemed to have a coordinating effect, making the connection between the auras of the thousand Yinglongzhi even closer.

Even soldiers whose cultivation was inferior to Huang Ting's could still unleash their swords and spears with dazzling light and energy as they fought against the ghost infants.

Strangely, the ghost infants did not flinch or avoid it.

The attack landed on the ghost baby and seemed to work at first, but it quickly became like a pebble thrown into a river, not even causing a ripple.

"Ok?"

Li Cunxiao frowned. Within his Niwan Palace, the Haotian Altar trembled, and his eyes instantly transformed into pure, clear glass.

In an instant, the world transformed into countless points and rays of light in his eyes, intertwining and turning to depict the shapes of all things.

After mastering the third level of the "Ancient Scripture of the Supreme God of Heaven", he became increasingly sensitive to the flow of "qi" between heaven and earth, and could almost see through his opponent's attack at a glance.

Ge Congzhou's little tricks, of course, did not escape his notice.

After the soldiers' attacks dissipated on the ghost infant, they were transferred to the auspicious fruit through the subtle connection between the ghost child and the ghost mother.

Then, through the transformation of the auspicious fruit, they converge in the image of Hariti.

This is one of Ge Congzhou's two great skills, the Ghost Mother Stealing Food.

In Buddhist stories, Hariti was originally the wife of an evil god who bore five hundred children. Because of a vow she made in a previous life to eat all the sons of Rajagaha, she was reborn as a yaksha after her death, who specializes in stealing and eating other people's children.

This move, "Ghost Mother Steals Food," is a metaphorical expression, where the user's blood, qi, and true essence are used to steal food from another person.

The world is full of martial arts techniques, and the true qi and essence condensed by different martial arts have very different properties.

Even ordinary grandmasters can only draw upon the power of heaven and earth that is similar to their own true essence, let alone utilize the true essence of others, which shows how terrifying this move is.

In the past, Ge Congzhou always dealt with his enemies in this way: secretly eroding their strength, gradually weakening them until they realized something was wrong and were already at a disadvantage.

Unfortunately, this time, he encountered Li Cunxiao instead.

The tricks that used to work so well were seen through as soon as they were used.

"Eat? That depends on how big your appetite is!"

Li Cunxiao raised his eyebrows, and an invisible wave spread with his primordial spirit power. The thousand soldiers immediately retreated and changed formation as if they had a telepathic connection.

It should be understood that in ordinary military formations, because the warriors cultivate various kinds of magic, everyone is a demon. When the formation is formed, the evil energy and turbid energy are mixed together, fierce, but also difficult to control.

With hundreds or thousands of people, their wills are chaotic and difficult to unify. They may even influence each other, and in severe cases, this could even cause the commander to lose his mind.

But the Imperial Dragons are different; they all cultivate the "Mysterious Heaven Yellow Dragon Daoist Soldier" modified by Li Cunxiao.

Not only is his mind clear, but it also shares the same origin as his own martial arts, making it naturally and closely connected. He can control it as easily as using his own arm, and can even achieve the effect of a thousand people working together in unison.

At this moment, the battle formation changed, and Yinglong no longer directly fought with the ghost infant.

Blood, Qi, and True Essence intertwine, transforming into a heavier weight that can leverage even more powerful forces of heaven and earth.

In the void, pitch-black lightning spread, like a pool of lightning, rushing towards Ge Congzhou's army in the center.

The ghost infants had no consciousness and opened their mouths wide to devour the creatures. However, in the next moment, dozens of ghost infants had their heads explode and turned into dust.

"what!!!!!"

Ge Congzhou let out a shrill scream, and even the Dharma image behind him flickered between reality and illusion.

These ghost infants are all undeveloped ghost clones, connected to their original bodies by a spiritual link.

One or two deaths wouldn't matter, but losing a third of them at once, the almost soul-tearing pain still caused him to lose control and scream in agony.

At the same time, he was horrified to discover that as the Thunder Pool spread, his connection to his other clones was becoming increasingly weak.

You should know that the reason he became famous was because of his clones hiding in various places.

As long as one of his clones survives, he can preserve his life and slowly recover his cultivation level.

But what he didn't know was that Li Cunxiao, as a grandmaster, combined the three religions and mastered the Taoist techniques that only grandmasters possessed, and had long since secretly sealed off the area within a hundred miles.

This time, not only were escape methods rendered ineffective, but even the desperate measure of "the devil's evil fasting," sacrificing all the power of his clones to seek a chance of survival, was also rendered useless.

"Li Cunxiao! Stop! We have no blood feud, can't we sit down and talk about it!"

"All these supplies and treasures are yours to keep. I can discuss any conditions you have, and I can be a loyal subject of the Great Qin!"

“There’s no need for that,” Li Cunxiao said with a sneer, as the thunder in the Ten Directions Hell surged even more fiercely.

After a brief period of accumulation, it is like the Milky Way unleashed, cascading down from the heavens!
"Li Cunxiao, I want you dead!"

Ge Congzhou, filled with resentment and malice, had his entire body burning with true energy. The ghost infant turned and pounced directly on his own soldiers, devouring and tearing apart the unsuspecting Liang soldiers.

Amidst screams and a stench of blood, his aura began to rise, and the Demon Mother, like a reef in the ocean, struggled to withstand the baptism of thunder.

However, Ge Congzhou soon discovered with great sorrow that even if he killed all his own people, it would be difficult to fill the gap in strength caused by his clones.

He used to rely on his numerous clones to run rampant among the Grandmasters. As for the Great Grandmasters, even without clones, they were still no match for him.

At that time, Ge Congzhou was quite proud of himself.

However, at this very moment, Li Cunxiao, who had mastered the Daoist temple at the Grandmaster level, personally tolled the death knell for him!

"If I had all my clones, how could I have ended up like this!"

"Li Cunxiao, fate is beyond your control. One day you too will die without a burial place, just like me."

Ge Congzhou burst into hysterical laughter, which was swallowed up by the thunder.

(End of this chapter)