Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 494 The Battle in My Memory
Outside the hall, the sunlight was still bright.

Inside the hall, the scene on the circular light screen kept changing.

The memories evoked by the illusion were the ones that left the deepest impression on Fang Tai.

Fang Tai was originally a master craftsman. He was creative at a young age and used the byproducts of refining cursed ore in the cursed fire pit to synthesize a new kind of fabric.

However, at that time, his appearance was still influenced by a certain omnipresent phenomenon in Changju, and should correspond to a certain person in reality.

After learning the secrets of the Heaven and Earth Palaces, he acquired new spells and continuously improved them over more than ten years. Gradually, his appearance was freed from that influence and he grew into the person he was meant to be.

According to the new mantra, it needs to be combined with breathing techniques, starting with the first step.

That ubiquitous influence is actually the air.

After Cheung Chau was shrouded in fog, it appeared as if the fog was a wall, only surrounding the area.

In reality, the air in this area is completely affected by fog.

Starting a century ago, it has influenced the appearance of generations of the Fangfeng clan, and at times, it has even fueled the emotions of the group, leading to some major events.

The development of Cheung Chau should always resonate with the modern city of Shanghai.

This year, Fang Tai cultivated the forbidden technique, and with each breath, he carried the essence of heaven and earth, gaining an instinctive ability to filter ordinary air, thus becoming completely unaffected.

According to the guidance given by the Demon Lord, the time will be fully ripe this year.

The accumulated influence of centuries of rituals will be activated, leading to a large-scale exchange between the Windward Tribe and real humans.

As a result, the water demon suddenly attacked.

The ceremony was somewhat disrupted, but this will not affect the large-scale exchange of the Wraith Gods.

However, for the higher-ups of the Heaven and Earth Palaces, obtaining the favor of the two realms requires meticulous planning.

The water demon's attack will have a negative impact on this.

To make amends, the two palaces dispatched twelve stewards, each carrying a scroll of incantation jade slips, to go to the real world ahead of time.

They need to replicate those spells in reality so that they can easily receive the high-ranking officials of the two palaces when the time comes.

"Besides the little fish that were swapped and accidentally entered reality, there were also twelve big rats who had infiltrated the past!"

Bai He's eyebrows were like willow branches, his brows raised, as he stared intently at the figures and appearances of the twelve deacons in the light screen.

However, to reach the position of steward, while not forbidden, one must be a master.

After infiltrating reality, they must have changed their appearance and are not so easy to be discovered.

Bai He's heart skipped a beat, and he turned to look at Chu Tianshu, "Your little snake, can it see the treasure light?"

Chu Tianshu took out a two-headed snake from the brocade pouch and said, "But they couldn't possibly see the precious light of those jade slips from this light screen memory, could they?"

The white crane raised its right wing, pointing towards the light screen, and explained: "This iron ruler itself carries a thousand layers of spell diagrams. Like the spell jade slip, it is a method of the Fangfeng clan, mixed with the techniques originating from the Wangliang God Lord."

"Therefore, the radiance of these treasures should be very similar."

Bu Bai and Xiao Zuo were sleeping comfortably when they were pulled out. They couldn't help but look at each other, somewhat bewildered.

Chu Tianshu condensed two small drops of essence water, put them into their mouths, and patted their heads.

"Remember the precious light of this iron ruler. When you return to reality, someone will lead you around to search for similar lights."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zuo exclaimed in surprise, "Are we going to go into reality again?"

When Chu Tianshu brought them down, he only said that no matter what he said, they just needed to cooperate.

It seems they didn't play much of a role here, and now they have to be sent back to reality.

Having just eaten a small clump of water droplets, Bu Bai felt invigorated and immediately pledged his loyalty: "We'll do whatever you tell us to do, we'll definitely do our best."

The two-headed snake feeds on clear water and minerals.

Although the spirit world has exotic products with unique and bizarre flavors, it is full of strange and wonderful things.

However, compared to the essence droplets condensed by Chu Tianshu, the taste of those things was always far inferior.

It is not only the vital energy gathered by those who have mastered the Xuan Gong without any flaws, but also imbued with the aura of Chu Tianshu's Tai Xu internal energy.

It's flavorful and energetic!

Chu Tianshu couldn't help but chuckle. He emptied the water from the teapot on the table, gathered his vital energy, and prepared to make a pot of Yuan Gong Water to send back to reality.

When the little snake gets tired, it can take a sip of water.

The white crane was not in a hurry to leave.

The memories within the light screen are still circulating. Let's see if there are any more important developments before we leave.

boom! !

In Fang Tai's memory, a magnificent high-rise building with golden tiles, red windows, and eight lanterns appeared in the distance. A crack appeared in the building, the cut was perfectly smooth, and the upper half of the building slowly slid off and crashed to the ground.

Amidst the violent smoke and dust, a figure in a dark gold robe flew high into the air.

Fang Tai raised both hands and caught the man, then quickly exclaimed, "Headmaster Li, you..."

He supported Li Zhangyuan's knees with one hand and Li Zhangyuan's back with the other.

This posture for catching someone is inherently extremely safe.

But before he could finish speaking, the headmaster's waist suddenly snapped, and blood spurted out.

Without the waist connecting them, the two sections of the body lost their balance and fell from Fang Tai's hands together.

Fang Tai felt a chill run down his spine and looked up.

One after another, tall buildings collapsed, and thick walls crumbled.

Several figures crashed down in succession.

Some had their kneecaps removed, some had their heads severed, and some were torn to pieces.

Some were just skeletons; their knife skills were so good that their bones shone so brightly they reflected light.

The one who walked upright through the smoke and dust was almost a scholar.

The man had his hair piled high, with a white turban wrapped around it. He had slender eyebrows, long eyes, an elegant face with a slight beard, wore a greyish-white scholar's robe, and carried a large knife.

The billowing smoke made the white headscarf on his head flutter wildly in the wind, like a banner.

Chu Tianshu's eyes lit up as he stared at the knife in the light screen.

The scholar's broadsword had a curved blade resembling a goose feather, with a wide and thick edge about a finger's width.

Dragon head hilt, dragon scale patterned handle, dragon tail hilt ring.

The blade is snow-white, and the handle is brownish-yellow.

“Yushan, in the desolate graveyard.”

The scholar, nonchalant, held his sword horizontally in front of him, his wide sleeves obscuring half of the hilt, and raised his eyes to announce his name.

"And you, sir?"

Fang Tai was about to reply when he suddenly realized that the other person wasn't looking at him.

A violent sound came from the sky behind them.

"Changzhou Heavenly Official, Wind Absolute!"

Even more ferocious than that voice was the force of the wind.

A twisted column of wind tilted down from the sky behind him, aiming straight for the scholar.

Air is supposed to be invisible, but that column of air condensed it into a turbulent white stream that was visible to the naked eye.

Furthermore, due to the uneven distribution of air within the column, some areas become flat and expanded, while others become narrowed, during high-speed rotation.

That entire column of air, like a long sheet of white plastic, was spinning and swirling at an unbelievable speed.

Visually, this airflow should even appear light and thin.

However, the thick bricks and stones on the ground, and the cast iron foundation beneath them, were no match for this airflow, as if they were worse than tofu dregs.

With a single blow, a deep, dark hole appeared where the scholar had been standing.

puff! !

The sound of the ground being shattered was barely audible.

This shows just how sharp and dense the airflow is at the moment it hits the ground.

When Fang Tai looked up again, he felt that there were ribbons and dragons of energy everywhere, swirling and dancing in the air.

The scholar's figure, wielding a knife, flickered in and out of sight amidst the swirling currents of air.

Chu Tianshu noticed a detail.

The air currents raged unchecked among the already damaged high-rise buildings, leaving behind even more destruction.

The other half of the undamaged high-rise buildings and palaces, even when the airflow swept across their surfaces and the ground, did not actually harm those structures.

The celestial official Fangfeng, who manipulated airflow, was incredibly skilled at this.

Those high-speed air currents swept back and forth for two or three hundred meters, repeatedly sweeping across the area, yet they seemed to be even more agile than a human finger.

(End of this chapter)