Mang Shusheng's Ink Painting Practice

Chapter 308 The blood sacrifice begins

Zhao Yifu's avatar, who was traveling in the mortal realm, secretly participated in the wedding of his younger relatives. He didn't expect that the two younger relatives would fall in love so quickly, which was much more decisive than his ancestor.

The only regret was that this younger generation, despite having formed a bond with him, always habitually solved problems on their own without inviting him to come and show off his skills, which made him feel a bit lonely.

However, while he was traveling around, he suddenly noticed that Chenxiang was also in the mortal world.

He was accompanying his father, patiently reading and practicing calligraphy, and also working in the fields.

Seeing that Chenxiang had finished tilling a plot of land and then sat down on the edge of the field to read a book, Zhao Yifu went over and said, "Chenxiang, what are you doing here?"

Chenxiang was startled. He turned around and saw that it was Zhao Yifu. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "So it's you, brother. Is Mother alright in Heavenly Prison?"

Zhao Yifu nodded and said, "She's fine."

Chenxiang paused for a moment and then said, "That sounds good."

He sighed softly, then said, "I used to think that family reunion was the best thing, but I never thought that my mother might not want to go back to my father's side to be a wife and mother... and my father might not really need my mother either."

“Only after returning to my father’s side this time did I realize that for him, what happened back then was just like a dream. He felt like he was meeting a goddess in a dream.”

“My father had a first wife, Aunt Wang. They were always very loving, and Aunt Wang used to treat me very well…”

“Brother, you taught me to read and enlightened me, making me understand benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness. Now I understand many things.”

“My father gave me life and raised me, Aunt Wang raised me, and my younger brother Qiu’er loves me just the same. I shouldn’t ruin all of this for my own selfish reasons.”

"I plan to be filial to my parents in the mortal world and loving to my brothers. After I have fulfilled my filial duties, I will go to the heavenly realm to compete for the title of Goddess Mother and to defy the rules of the heavenly court!"

Zhao Yifu was greatly relieved and said, "Good, your thinking is clear and logical. It seems you have really grown."

"However, will the Venerable One be dissatisfied with your decision?"

Chenxiang shook his head and said, "I can only see if I can also take care of Master Youquan's affairs. Things will work themselves out."

He looked quite distressed, as if he didn't know what to do.

Zhao Yifu pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "Actually, it's not a big problem. You can just lay out your reasons frankly."

Chenxiang asked in surprise, "Wouldn't that put my father's family in danger?"

Zhao Yifu chuckled: "The Venerable Youquan hasn't come in person yet. What level can those scoundrels under His command be? You're a ruthless man who can chop down Erlang Shen with one axe."

Chenxiang said shyly, "Brother, please don't mention this matter again. It was clearly Uncle who deliberately let us have our way."

Zhao Yifu smiled and patted Chenxiang on the shoulder, saying, "You're in great shape right now. Just keep cultivating diligently and don't disgrace your master's reputation."

Upon hearing this, Chenxiang's eyes lit up; he understood.

The only "master" Zhao Yifu refers to here is the monkey!
The title 'Master' is truly different from other titles.

This passage not only expresses respect for teachers who impart knowledge and resolve doubts, but also contains a fatherly love.

Chenxiang nodded emphatically and said, "I understand, and I will certainly live up to my master's expectations."

Zhao Yifu nodded and took his leave, as he didn't need to worry about Chenxiang for the time being.

After all, Chenxiang had already shed his former glory and, after experiencing so much, how could he not take care of his family?
Presumably, Venerable Youquan will be in a hurry now, right?
Zhao Yifu just wanted to see Venerable Youquan get anxious, and then see when He would finally give in and come to him for a favor...

"After all, I miss you very much, Boss Youquan."

Zhao Yifu chuckled strangely and muttered to himself before quietly disappearing.

What followed was quite interesting: a strange and grotesque army of demons appeared in the Heavenly Prison of the Celestial Realm.

This army is truly a mixed bag, with all sorts of evil demons emerging one after another. It's hard to imagine how Venerable Youquan managed to assemble such an army; it's practically a 'garbage legion'.

Looking down from the Heavenly Prison, Zhao Yifu felt incredibly fortunate: thankfully, he didn't have to deal with this wave of trash.

Remembering his promise to Chenxiang to station his army at Liaoshan, he felt a wave of fear.

He has a bit of a fastidious nature; if he had to live next to so many demons and monsters, he would rather move.

So he immediately sent a message to the prison-suppressing general who was already on high alert: "Do you need any help?"

The prison-suppressing deity shook his head and said, "No need."

Zhao Yifu said, "Although I know that the Zhenyu Camp is very elite, if they were to face so many demons, including powerful demons and fiends, they would probably suffer heavy casualties."

The Prison Guardian hesitated for a moment before saying, "The Prison Guardian Camp is not afraid of death or injury."

Zhao Yifu said, "Wouldn't it be a pity if such fearless elite troops died here? Don't misunderstand, I just want to preserve as many excellent subordinates as possible for my dear ancestor."

The prison general found that he had no reason to refuse; his heart had been easily persuaded.

So he asked, "What are you going to do?"

Zhao Yifu said, "It's very simple. The power of heavenly punishment in the Heavenly Prison can be drawn out and used to bless the brothers in the Prison Suppression Camp. This is a function of the Heavenly Prison, but it has never been used before."

"Of course, this is also related to the fact that no one had dared to come and attack the Heavenly Prison before."

Upon hearing this, the Prison Guardian General was taken aback, and then felt an extremely powerful force radiating from afar, drawing them into a vast radiation field.

Here, every attack by the soldiers in the Prison Suppression Camp, as long as they circulate their spiritual power, can bring forth the corresponding Heavenly Punishment Qi, thus receiving the blessing of Heavenly Punishment.

What incredible power this is!

"Unheard of, unseen!" exclaimed the Prison Guardian General.

He was also a long-lived old general, yet he had never experienced the same thing during the heavenly army's conquests.

At this moment, the expression of the prison warden was extremely complicated. He felt that compared with the previous warden, Zhao Yifu was more like the grandson of the heavens... no, not the grandson of the heavens, but simply the emperor's own son!

However, the current situation is already quite good.

The Zhenyu Camp, consisting of three thousand heavenly soldiers, had now attracted over seventy thousand demons that Youquan had gathered from who-knows-where.

These demons, led by seven experts, came with great force.

Looking down from the top floor of the Heavenly Prison, Zhao Yifu immediately recognized the seven experts, including familiar faces such as Lingji Monk and Xuanyin Maiden. However, Li Wenqing and Chenxiang, the two disciples of Youquan, were not present.

At this point, Zhao Yifu also felt that Youquan might not actually be aiming for any specific outcome this time. Perhaps they organized this offensive with the mindset of 'purifying the team' and 'what if we win'...

The prison camp was heavily guarded, and a powerful burst of spiritual energy erupted during the clash. This was the formation of a military array!
This spiritual light contained all five elements, which in turn mobilized the five elements of calamity energy that Zhao Yifu had triggered, instantly filling the sky above the battlefield with various heavenly punishments.

The demon army was utterly crushed.

Good heavens, the original formation of the Prison Suppression Camp was already powerful enough, which was also the source of the Prison Suppression General's confidence. He was not afraid of this kind of chaotic attack at all.

Now, with the added blessing of divine punishment, they will naturally be invincible.

The demon army was fighting independently.

Divided into seven groups, each led by a powerful individual, they were not subordinate to one another, and they even ignored the orders of their own superiors. Some charged forward in a fit of rage, others retreated in fear, and still others, upon seeing a colleague acquire valuable loot, would immediately try to steal it…

In short, it was a complete mess.

The outcome of such a chaotic situation is quite obvious.

The army's offensive collapsed without a doubt.

More importantly, it didn't collapse all at once, but rather it collapsed in waves, highlighting the chaos.

Just then, Lei Bu's generals arrived.

That bolt of lightning cleared out a large area in an instant.

This finally united the demon army's will: it was time to run!

They scattered and ran away, refusing to listen to any commands and just wanting to escape.

However, soon, some unique individuals began to exude the aura of dark source power, and then these demons that drove the dark source power began to rampage through the battle formation as powerful individuals.

Ironically, if this had been launched earlier, it would have disrupted the prison camp's plans and changed the situation.

But launching it now... only makes the already chaotic demon army even more chaotic.

Most of the demons scattered and fled, but interestingly, the powerful leaders of the seven groups disappeared without a trace.

Meanwhile, on the outer perimeter, the Demon-Subduing Emperor personally led all the Demon-Subduing Heavenly Soldiers, forming an encirclement.

These demons will undoubtedly perish here.

To be honest, this is like a windfall for the Demon-Slaying Guards.

If they were to search for and kill so many demons one by one, it would take who knows when they would be able to wipe them all out.

But now that Youquan has summoned them, so many demons have essentially delivered themselves to our doorstep, and are even lined up to be killed...

At first glance, it seems that the gods in Heaven have made a huge profit.

However, Zhao Yifu felt something was wrong no matter how he looked at it while in the Heavenly Prison.

He quietly stopped the divine punishment.

In fact, this level of divine punishment would not have any impact on the overall situation.

If only three thousand Prison Guards were here, the situation would naturally be different. But now the main force of the Demon Suppression Guards has arrived, and even the Demon Subduing Emperor has personally led a group of divine generals into battle...

Zhao Yifu sensed something was wrong, something very wrong.

The spring has been dormant for so long, and now it's caused such a huge commotion. How could it just be delivering food?

impossible.

His gaze began to sweep across the demon horde, and then he suddenly noticed a very unusual phenomenon... that is, many of the demons were not killed by the heavenly soldiers, but by their own people!

As for the actual actions...

Zhao Yifu vaguely saw the Xuan Yin Maiden constantly wielding her sword, the Ling Ji Monk smashing a giant demon's head with a vajra pestle, and other beings frantically slashing at demons... Without exception, these beings could all wield the power of darkness.

Upon seeing this scene, Zhao Yifu already sensed that something was wrong.

There must be a grand scheme involved, but I have clearly been excluded from it.

Zhao Yifu was quite displeased, but also worried that the situation would spiral out of control.

So his avatar left on Baiyun Mountain immediately asked, "Grandmaster, what exactly is Youquan up to? Why is he making such a big fuss?"

Too lazy to think, he directly sought help from his master.

This is the benefit of having a big tree to shelter you from.

He voluntarily danced on this chessboard, participating in this momentous event concerning the rise and fall of the Three Realms.

It wasn't that he was confident in his wisdom to understand the thoughts of sages, but simply that he had a strong and reliable backer, so as long as he knew his limits, he could act with impunity.

This is Zhao Yifu's self-awareness.

Grand Master Xuandu sat upright on White Cloud Mountain, holding a wine cup in one hand, taking small sips, while in the other hand, a faint Tai Chi symbol appeared between the palm and the surface.

He frowned slightly, then said with some surprise, "This is a premeditated blood sacrifice. Youquan wants to use the Heavenly Court to complete the blood sacrifice and achieve a certain goal."

Seeing this, Zhao Yifu knew that after Youquan had been made a fool of by the saints of the Three Realms for a while, this big shot was finally going to show his true colors.

Should I participate in such a large-scale project?
No, he suddenly realized something and said, "We should just wait and see. No matter what Venerable Youquan does, as long as he still has a claim to the Three Realms, he won't make a mistake."

Xuan Du nodded in understanding and said, "You are right. As long as He still has designs on the Three Realms, we are invincible."

He said, "It seems that you have thoroughly grasped the essence of my Taiqing lineage. I really look forward to your further growth and what achievements you will make after you become a Great Golden Immortal."

Zhao Yifu grinned slightly and said nothing more.

The true form silently watched from the summit of Heavenly Prison.

Suddenly, Xing Tian, ​​who was tightly bound by him, spoke up: "That was an evil priest who attempted to communicate with the heavens."

Zhao Yifu said, "I know."

Xing Tian asked, "Now that you know, aren't you going to do anything?"

Zhao Yifu said, "What can I do? At a time when everyone is watching?"

He seemed to be referring to something.

Xing Tian is an old fellow; if he were any sharper, he would have already grasped Zhao Yifu's implied meaning.

But he didn't notice, and instead said, "You should stop this evil ritual. No one knows what kind of demons this ritual will summon from the heavens."

Zhao Yifu secretly rolled his eyes and turned to ask, "I wonder what request the Great Witch Xingtian has for me when he suddenly speaks to me like this?"

Xing Tian said very frankly, "Let me go, and I will help you fight and deal with the powerful enemies ahead."

Zhao Yifu sighed wearily, feeling that the decline of the Wu Clan was truly not unjust.

He said, "Don't rush, I will let you go, but now is not the time."

Now, releasing Xing Tian will only make him a target of Heaven's will?

Although the world will change in less than 500 years, why make things difficult for yourself?
At that moment, a nauseating stench of blood filled the air, making the once dry air seem thick and sticky.

The blood sacrifice is about to begin...

(End of this chapter)