Controlling the Five Thunders and the Two Worlds

Chapter 513 The Six-Headed God-King Turned into a Zombie
"Ok?"

Everyone turned around and sensed a presence emerging from the mud of the Poison Dragon Swamp, reaching the lower water level.

"Eldest brother?"

"Could he be the last disciple of the Six-Headed Divine Lord?"

"Ha, this person is filled with murderous aura. Is he not the last disciple? Or is he here to exorcise demons?"

"Judging from his tone, he seemed to have ill intentions."

"That's normal. So, did Lord Mohe plant a demonic mark on Xie Zhihan to protect her?"

"But his aura is clearly no match for that Mohe Divine Lord, isn't it?"

The voice of the newcomer traveled through the lake into the stone hall, without concealing his presence. Daoist Yanling sensed it clearly; this person might be slightly stronger than the scorpion demon Xie Zhihan, but he was definitely no match for Lord Mohe.

"Never mind, the evil energy is delivered to our door, might as well take it!" Master Yuzhang turned around with a smile.

The underground demon's lair is right here; it can't escape.

The most urgent task is naturally to eliminate this target who is unaware of the inside story and has come to seek bad luck from Mohe Shenjun.

As for who he is and what his purpose is...

it is not important.

The four Daoist masters, Yu Zhang, Qing Wei, Yuan He, and Yan Ling, walked out of the stone hall one by one and saw a boy of sixteen or seventeen standing in the lake above.

The young man was dressed in black, with a leather jacket over his clothes. He was handsome, with red lips and white teeth.

Upon seeing Master Yuzhang and his group appear, he was also taken aback, frowning and demanding, "Who are you, daring to trespass into the Poison Dragon Swamp?"

However, without waiting for their reply, he simply pointed his finger, and countless black lines surged out from behind him, transforming into a vast, all-encompassing net that swept down upon the four of them.

"Very good, very good!" Master Yuzhang nodded and smiled, "Indeed, you have a style of not wasting words."

Master Yuanhe also smiled and said, "I like this style."

He also pointed a finger, and the Pure Yang Flying Sword shot out. The sword swayed in the lake water, and its light split into thousands of golden rays. The sharp energy tore through the lake water and pierced the black net.

Master Yuzhang formed the Tianpeng Seal with his hands and chanted the Tianpeng Mantra, and one after another, heavenly gods and mythical beasts manifested their divine forms.

These Dharma images manifested directly behind the boy in black.

General Tianpeng had eight arms, each wielding an axe, halberd, bow, arrow, sword, spear, and seal, radiating divine light as he shone upon the black-clad youth.

The Nine-Yuan Demon Child danced with a whirlwind, sweeping across the lake.

The Five Ding Commanders froze water into ice, which crashed down with a deafening roar.

The Seven Stars and Eight Spirits sword energy pierced through the water, aiming straight for the back of the heart.

The Supreme Bright Divine Fire surged forth, arriving with overwhelming force.

Leaving aside the sharpness of Master Yuanhe's flying sword, let's talk about Master Yuzhang's Heavenly Canopy Mantra.

The manifestation of celestial gods and mythical beasts connects with the divine power of heaven and earth, wielding the majesty of the gods. Furthermore, it is blessed by the true qi and divine incantations of the Taoist school. Unless one's Taoist cultivation is two levels higher than that of Master Yuzhang, one cannot ignore it.

The boy in black could not be ignored, but he also could not ignore Master Yuanhe's Pure Yang Flying Sword.

Although somewhat surprised by these experts who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, the young man in black remained unfazed.

So he continued to use the black lines to deal with the flying swords, and then reached out and grabbed a large seal that appeared in his hand.

The seal was engraved with an eight-legged spider. With a gentle shake, it condensed boundless malevolent energy, blocking all the various attacks coming from behind.

"Are you servants taken in by my senior brother?" the black-clad youth asked, frowning.

Next to make a move was Daoist Yanling. He patted the gourd, and a jade ruyi flew out, hovering above his head, and then emitted seven-colored light.

While the black threads were exchanging blows with the Pure Yang Flying Sword, resembling crashing waves, they immediately seemed to lose their strength when illuminated by the divine light, softening and drooping down.

The next moment, divine light shone on the boy in black.

Even as the black-clad youth channeled his demonic power to resist, he still felt a slight weakness in his limbs, his bones brittle and his body limp. "Break!"

The black-clad youth shouted sternly, urging the large seal in his hand to unleash a dark cloud that blocked the Taiyi Divine Light from shining upon him.

The next moment, endless sword threads swept over, and the black-clad youth transformed into a black cloud, covering hundreds of feet in an instant, dodging Master Yuanhe's flying sword.

But in the instant his figure flashed by, a black and white Tai Chi diagram suddenly appeared beneath his feet, with Yin and Yang sword energies intersecting and rushing upwards to attack him.

The black-clad youth's pupils contracted, and he moved again.

A streak of black light and a streak of white mist passed each other by, and the Tai Chi diagram quietly dissipated, but a trace of emerald blood seeped into the lake water.

"How dare you!" the black-clad youth roared in fury.

He felt that the four people opposite him were only of average cultivation, but he didn't understand why their spells were so extraordinary that they could injure him.

Logically speaking, an opponent with such skill level shouldn't be able to harm you, right?
Master Qingwei gently brandished his long sword. “This old Taoist has always been quite bold, but I don’t know if you can handle it.”

Daoist Yuanhe, Daoist Yuzhang, and Daoist Yanling all laughed loudly, their eyes fixed intently on the black-clad youth. Their teasing yet malicious gazes made the black-clad youth's hair stand on end.

The boy in black was very familiar with this look; it was the look a hunter gives his prey, because he often looked at people with that same gaze.

"That seal is interesting, be careful."

"This guy's true form should be a spider, and its poisonous gas is inherited from the Six-Headed God."

"Don't let him get away."

The four old Taoist priests leaped up and stood around the black-clad youth, using their weakness to attack the strength of the youth and forming a counter-encirclement.

This action immediately made the boy in black laugh in anger, "You really want to keep me here?"

"Can't we keep you here?" Master Yuanhe asked in return.

The boy in black nodded. "Alright, alright. It seems my senior brother isn't here. Although I don't know why you're here, since you're here, don't leave."

He took a small box from his pocket and opened it with the back of his hand.

The next moment, a terrifying demonic power suddenly spread out, mixed with six kinds of poisonous gas, pressing down on the bottom of the Poison Dragon Lake, and the emerald green lake water was also stained with six colors.

This demonic power exuded savagery and bloodlust, rampaging and scattering the Heavenly Canopy Dharma Image, the Pure Yang Sword Light, the Taiyi Divine Light, and the Taiji Sword Diagram.

On the contrary, the seal controlled by the black-clad youth remained unaffected; he simply reached out and summoned it back into his hand.

"This was originally a surprise prepared for our senior brother, but it's not bad to use you as a sacrifice first."

The boy in black reached out and lightly probed the box. A wisp of black light flew out of the box, then grew larger and larger, and in an instant transformed into a giant spider four or five people tall.

The giant spider had eight legs, bristles like knives, and no compound eyes on its head. Instead, it had six human faces, one male and one female, one old and one young, each displaying an expression of playfulness, crying, anger, shyness, kindness, and despair.

"The Six-Headed Divine Lord?"

The old Taoist priests had just seen the sculpture in the stone hall, as well as the base that the six-headed deity had personally sealed with magic, so they naturally wouldn't mistake it for something else.

"It is the corpse of the Six-Headed God."

"He turned her into a zombie?"

"Kill them!" The black-clad youth made a hand seal with one hand and pointed at the four old Taoists with the other.

The giant spider's six faces spewed out six-colored poisonous mist, which surged toward the four old Taoists.

The four old Taoists retreated in unison. Suddenly, a purple-gold lightning bolt flashed from the stone hall behind them, arriving in an instant and growing larger and larger. After passing over the old Taoists, it transformed into a net of lightning, enveloping the six-colored poisonous mist.

A sound that went straight to the soul and made one's teeth ache came, followed by a series of crackling explosions.

The purple-gold lightning and the churning six-colored poisonous mist spread from point to surface, almost reaching the entire bottom of the Poison Dragon Swamp, before disappearing.

Gu Zhao appeared in front of the old Taoist priests, saying, "Leave this zombie to me."

(End of this chapter)