Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 191 The Dragon's Roar in the Nine Heavens, the Sword Slays the Serpent King

A sheer cliff rises across the mountain, with a towering peak to the north that resembles a sword.

The stream below the peak curves like a sickle.

To the south of the narrow mountain stream lies the beautiful, misty, and verdant Mingyue Peak.

Pavilions and terraces stand side by side on the peak, houses stand side by side, fields and medicinal gardens are surrounded by fields, and the sounds of chickens and dogs can be heard.

Below the mountain lies a mirror-like lake, semi-circularly surrounding half of Bright Moon Peak. A high-arched wooden bridge spans the lake, like a rainbow connecting the two banks. Water birds fly low to and fro, creating a picturesque scene.

Of course, this was the usual tranquil scene of the Bright Moon Sect.

Today is different.

The scene is filled with shouts of battle; that's the reality today.

The bridge was teeming with snakes, and countless black dots slowly advanced on the water's surface.

A flute melody, sometimes high-pitched and sharp, sometimes hoarse and raspy, sent chills down one's spine.

In the middle of the lake, four people were fighting to the death in two separate areas.

A lone figure, his sword gleaming like stars, his true energy vast as the sea, stirring up towering waves—it was none other than Ouyang Zheng, the leader of the Heavenly Star Sect.

The person opposite him had an ancient and unsophisticated face, an unusually long chin, and slightly slanted eyes with a fierce and indifferent light flashing in his pupils.

This person's technique was unique; he strung his ten fingers across a long, emerald-green flute, from which pale green true energy snakes emerged and whistled back and forth.

The flute music was sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

The emerald green snakes that materialized in mid-air formed a huge, constantly rotating and intertwined snake array around him, trapping Ouyang Zheng firmly in the middle.

The sword light crashed down like a mountain collapsing and the sea splitting.

The giant net of snakes twisted and hissed, seemingly on the verge of breaking, yet it remained steadfast and stable.

At the same time, a faint green mist spread in all directions around the old man in black, growing wider and wider.

Ouyang Zheng hasn't done anything yet.

Countless fish were already floating belly-up in the lake...

Besides the fierce battle between Ouyang Zheng and the Green Snake King.

Half a mile away, at a bend in the lake, an elderly Taoist nun, her brows furrowed and her face filled with sorrow, was fighting a burly, bare-chested man with a thorny beard and tattooed dragon.

This particular tactic is different.

The burly man roared, brandishing a long halberd that whipped up a storm of wind and waves, causing the sky and lake to rumble as if they were about to collapse.

His opponent, the old Taoist nun, wielded a sword with a soft, moon-like light. Though her heart was filled with anxiety, her swordplay remained perfectly steady, always managing to pinpoint the moment when the burly man's attacks were at their most ferocious and his strength began to wane. This allowed her to exhaust her power, causing her swordplay to become chaotic and disorganized.

Judging from the situation, although the old Taoist nun was mostly on the defensive and not on the offensive, she was not in much danger.

However, it was clear to anyone with eyes that when she made her move, she tried to avoid a direct confrontation with her opponent, as if she was wary of that halberd.

Further away, retreating several hundred feet, we went up the mountain.

Hundreds of female disciples dressed in light blue sword attire shouted loudly as they fought against the black-clad men who were charging across the lake and along the mountain path.

Of course, you also have to face countless, brightly colored venomous snakes hissing and flicking their tongues.

As the flute music played, venomous snakes hidden among the mountains rose and fell, encircling and intercepting the female disciples, who would fall one after another.

Exclamations of surprise filled the air.

"Junior sister, hurry! Junior sister Yu has been poisoned..."

"Uncle Tang, come back! Don't fall for their trap!"

“Pull your ears in, and the flute’s sound will be strange and able to influence people’s hearts.”

"Brother, there seems to be some movement in the distance. The enemy may be coming to our aid. Let me go and take a look."

Suddenly, a dog-headed man with protruding lips and bared fangs roared, turned around, and abandoned the two middle-aged Taoist nuns he had been suppressing. He then hunched over and fell backward.

He strode across the water with incredible speed, leaping across the lake and disappearing into the woods to the west without looking back.

The shirtless, burly man with the dragon tattoo almost vomited blood when he saw it.

Two of their own experts were tightly bound on Mirror Moon Lake, and it seemed that the old dog [Wenxiangjun] was about to lead his team to attack the Bright Moon Sect.

But to everyone's surprise, at this critical juncture...

That damned old dog found an excuse and actually left the battlefield.

That's utter nonsense.

The Twelve Ferocious Beasts of the Hall of Ten Thousand Beasts each possess unique abilities.

In terms of cultivation level, the Green Snake King is undoubtedly number one, and the Pig King is number two.

But in terms of combat strength...

He, the Dragon God, is not necessarily inferior to the Pig King. We'll only know who wins after the fight.

In fact, they have clashed and competed against each other many times.

[Dragon God] couldn't break through the Pig King's defense, but Zhu Lie couldn't stop his halberd either.

He possesses superb martial arts skills and innate superhuman strength, so even when fighting against innate masters, he is not at a disadvantage.

Even someone like Master Yun Cang, a supreme master who has mastered both the Heavenly Heart Bright Moon Sword and the Moon Shadow Flowing Light, wouldn't dare to fight him head-on in a real battle.

He was simply trapped by his exquisite swordsmanship.

The two sides are evenly matched, neither can kill the other.

Although the two sides are roughly evenly matched in terms of top-tier experts, the Myriad Beasts Hall has a significant advantage in terms of first-class combat power and the number of experts at the fourth to sixth ranks, especially with the assistance of countless venomous snakes.

If we attack a little longer, we can break through the ancestral court of the Bright Moon Sect and enter the sect.

At that point, the two sides will be locked in a fierce battle, resulting in chaos.

Even if you piled up poisonous snakes, you could kill all these disciples.

However, at this critical moment, the main vanguard of the attack, [Wenxiangjun], actually ran away.

It's simply baffling.

Without this old dog, we'd be at a huge disadvantage in a fight.

Those elders of the Bright Moon Sect are not to be trifled with... Without Old Dog's skill of recognizing people by their scent to command them, and without his occasional unleashing of the Heavenly Dog Devouring the Moon killing move, they simply couldn't break through the opponent's mountain gate.

Lu Wubing was still ten miles away, and had just crossed a hillside when he heard faint shouts coming from the wind.

A slight chill ran through him, realizing that the Bright Moon Sect was now at a disadvantage.

"Master's sword intent has been firmly locked down. What kind of technique is this?"

Lu Wubing sensed it silently for a moment, and then immediately stopped hesitating.

He ordered, "Don't hold back your energy, give us your full support. I can feel that the green snake is about to unleash its power."

He is mentally sharp.

In many situations, one can also have a certain strange feeling.

By not seeing or hearing, one can roughly understand a very important change that is about to happen to oneself in the next moment.

My heart was pounding, and I knew I couldn't delay any longer.

"I'll go ahead."

As soon as the words left his mouth.

Lu Wubing's figure had already vanished from the back of the bright red horse, turning into a gentle breeze.

When it reappeared, it was already ten zhang away, as if it had teleported. Almost beyond human vision, it sped towards the Mirror Lake of the Bright Moon Sect.

With a slight twist of her waist, the Moon Goddess took a step into the air and soared into the sky, her white robes fluttering in the wind.

It lightly touches the tree, like a white cloud, closely following behind.

By this time, she had already gained some understanding of her junior apprentice's temperament.

Knowing that the other party would generally not be emotionally affected, he possessed the composure of a great general who remained calm even when a mountain collapsed before him.

If the other party acts hastily, without asking, it's definitely because the situation is very bad.

We don't know where Mirror Moon Lake is or what exactly happened.
As they got closer, they could now hear shouts of battle coming from ahead.

Besides the Moon Fairy, Yun Yi Zhenren and Shen Liancheng followed closely behind, their lightness skills were also superb, and they were not far behind.

However, Ouyang Lan, Shen Xinzhu, and others were a bit weak in internal energy cultivation. Although their swordsmanship and lightness skills were profound, they were much slower.

After chasing for more than ten steps, all that could be seen were the faint silhouettes of a few elders ahead. As for Lu Wubing, he had long since disappeared.

"kill!"

A tremendous roar, like the hiss of a snake or the cry of a dragon, came from afar.

Suddenly, the pale green clouds that had been spreading like mist over Mirror Lake burst open.

boom!
Countless green arrows transformed into a dense downpour, crashing towards the entire mountain forest.

Meanwhile, in the grass and on the treetops.

All sorts of venomous snakes simultaneously let out a sharp hiss.

With a whoosh, several thousand snakes simultaneously exhaled black smoke.

The poisonous fog, swept up by the gale, howled towards the disciples of the Bright Moon Sect.

Thump, thump!
With this roar, the Ten Thousand Serpents Formation was activated simultaneously, and nearly half of the hundreds of disciples of the Bright Moon Sect fell in a single encounter.

"kill!"

“These Taoist nuns are all poisoned and won’t last long. Let’s storm the mountain.”

The resistance in front of them suddenly weakened.

The hundreds of men in black were all energized.

Roaring and brandishing their weapons, they charged forward, their army on the verge of collapse.

Lu Wubing stepped onto the lake and saw the perilous situation before him.

Master Ouyang Zheng could not break through the Green Serpent King's Ten Thousand Serpent Formation.

The old man with the long face and vertical pupils was indeed incredibly skilled in controlling his internal energy and using poisons.

He managed to create a spectacular poisonous fumes, which formed a vast net that completely trapped his master's Purple Star Divine Sword, rendering it powerless.

Of course, in the contest of sword intent, Ouyang Zheng was slightly stronger.

However, this advantage is no match for the opponent's sonic attacks and formations; in fact, it puts them at a slight disadvantage.

Without him.

Because of poison gas.

Lu Wubing glanced at him and immediately saw that the sect leader's true energy was not circulating smoothly and his blood and qi were much weaker.

Clearly, the more they fought, the more exhausted they became, because their vital energy and spirit were directly corrupted by an unnamed toxin.

Although he could still fight for thousands more moves, his chances of losing were relatively high.

Lu Wubing also noticed that Ouyang Zheng was becoming increasingly agitated after the prolonged battle... A violent emotion was quietly spreading around him, and he was starting to lose control.

"That's right. Master forcibly suppressed the evil intent of the Yuanling Sword Intent, so he can't attack with full force right now. He's afraid that if he unleashes the full sword intent of the Ziwei Divine Sword, his inner energy will be depleted, and he'll be controlled by the six desires of the Yuanling, inevitably leading to indiscriminate slaughter."

'Being attacked from both inside and outside, he was forced to fight with limited mobility. Therefore, even defeating the Green Serpent King was incredibly difficult. He must be feeling extremely frustrated right now.'

Compared to Ouyang Zheng's battle situation.

On the other hand, the situation was calm and peaceful for Master Yun Cang of the Bright Moon Sect, with no danger whatsoever.

Given the current situation, rescuing the disciples of the Bright Moon Sect from the swarms of poisonous snakes and men in black... running around putting out fires is definitely not an option.

Amidst the flute music, Lu Wubing made his choice in the blink of an eye.

His figure was still floating in mid-air, not yet on the ground, but he had already drawn his sword and was playing it like a zither.

Amidst the buzzing sound, it roared to the sky.

hold head high……

The sword sang sharply, and a loud metallic sound rang out.

The whistling sound was high-pitched and soared straight into the sky.

Like the roar of a dragon, like the cry of a phoenix.

Along with the sound waves.

The entire surface of the ten-mile lake was simultaneously churned with huge waves.

Dark clouds danced wildly in the sky, and strong winds raged all around.

Thousands of venomous snakes froze upon hearing this long roar.

Whether they were on the mountain, in the water, or in the grass and treetops, all the venomous snakes trembled violently, exploding into a cloud of blood mist.

The Green Serpent King treads on the azure waves, rising and falling with a cold smile on his face and indifference in his pupils.

He didn't seem to be fighting; he seemed to be performing a magic trick.

Just like when I was a child, I would follow my master who traveled around performing, manipulating snakes to dance and win smiles from customers.

He has practiced this skill for sixty years.

He actually comprehended the profound skill of "Trapped Dragon Ascends to Heaven" from the ordinary "Snake King Mantra", thus breaking through the innate level and becoming a top master in the world.

Even when facing the former leader of the Three Divine Peaks, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Star Sect, he showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, he defeated the opponent, leaving him only able to parry and unable to retaliate.

As long as we succeed in this battle today.

After annihilating the Bright Moon Sect, they then swept away the Heavenly Star Sect.

The name of the Serpent King of the Hall of Ten Thousand Beasts will surely resound throughout the world, and his prestige will even rival that of the Hall of Reincarnation.

When my cultivation level advances further, it won't be impossible for me to compete with Ye Wushuang...

The Hall of Reincarnation is the legitimate one; who says only the Hall of Reincarnation can reside there?
He was just basking in the joy of impending victory.

Then I heard an indescribable, high-pitched chant.

With a crack, countless cracks appeared on the green jade flute in his hand.

His breath was scattered, and not a single high note could be uttered again.

At the same time, struck by this powerful sound wave, the true energy he had condensed into his unique sonic wave immediately spun back...

It felt like a giant hammer slamming heavily into his internal organs.

His forehead looked like it had been hit with a stick.

buzzing...

Venus was shining brightly.

Blood immediately gushed from the ear canals and nostrils.

"Who, who is playing the piano!"

It sounds like the sound of a zither, or perhaps a song.

But it doesn't quite look like it.

Is there really such a powerful piano sound?
It was as if a dragon roared, the wind and clouds changed color, and the lake water rippled.

The sound waves seemed to have eyes, able to distinguish friend from foe.

He killed all of his tens of thousands of venomous snakes with the shockwave, and the lingering sound continued to haunt his spirit along with the flute music.

What does this mean?
The Green Snake King understood perfectly.

The other party not only possessed extraordinary divine insight, but also had an unparalleled mastery of music theory, enabling them to manipulate some incredibly subtle and wondrous sounds in the world.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible to use this melody so exquisitely.

Fear gripped the Green Serpent King's heart, and he could no longer spare any effort to defend against the Purple Star Divine Sword. With a flick of his flute, his body moved like a swimming dragon, and he broke free, flying backward.

Suddenly, I felt the air behind me become as solid as a mountain, pressing down heavily on me.

Before him, a huge vortex appeared out of nowhere.

The lake water surged backward, and the mountains, forests, and vegetation flew wildly.

Countless snake carcasses and dead fish all took flight.

That's all.

The key point is that he had just taken off, using the Dragon Swinging Tail technique to control the air, and stepped into the air, but it felt like he had really stepped into nothingness.

Then, his body was thrown uncontrollably into the center of the vortex.

Not only the Green Snake King.

There is also the [Dragon God].

This person is even more despicable.

He attacked with his halberd, and upon hearing a grand, resounding roar, he felt as if he were in a fog, unsure of where he was.

The enormous body, like a dead fish, was lifted up by the giant waves in the lake and rushed backwards towards the direction where Lu Wubing was standing.

The clash of wills can be this dangerous.

Once one's divine will is lost and one falls into confusion, one is simply unable to withstand even a single move or two from the opponent.

[Dragon God] usually prides himself on his unwavering spirit, forged through countless trials. He takes Yun Cang Zhenren's sword intent attack lightly, confident he can easily withstand it.

However, when faced with Lu Wubing's "Sword Transformation from Qin Music, Dragon Roar from the Nine Heavens," he was immediately stunned into a daze and could not distinguish anything.

They had just approached within eight zhang of Lu Wubing.

A sense of deadly crisis surged into his mind. He shook his head frantically to regain his senses and tried to swing his halberd to block the attack, but it was too late.

A black streak of void appeared before them, lingering in mid-air.

He couldn't wield the halberd in his hand no matter what he did.

The body continued to sink.

An excruciating pain pierced my brain.

Then he saw the surrounding scenery swirling around him, and he also saw the bare body of a headless, patterned dragon slowly falling from mid-air.

puff……

The body fell into the water, splashing up small droplets, a splash of blood red.

[Dragon God] was beheaded with a single sword strike.

Yun Cang was overjoyed and almost cheered.

Ouyang Zheng felt as if an electric current was passing through his body, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

He knew it was his close disciple who had arrived.

But he never expected that his apprentice's arrival would cause such a commotion.

With a single note from the zither, the two masters were utterly powerless to retaliate.

One person was beheaded on the spot, and the other, it seems, will not escape either.

What's happening here?
Ouyang Zheng was stunned, barely able to react.

Then he saw it in that dark vortex.

A streak of light flashed by, like a glimmer of dawn breaking across the sky.

When he saw it clearly.

The water crashed down.

Along with the falling water, the Green Snake King's wide-open eyes also appeared.

And an extra blood hole between his eyebrows.

Blood rushed straight to the back of his head, leaving an arc-shaped trail in the air.

The Green Serpent King's shout was still in his throat when his entire body froze, and as the green flute in his hand exploded, he fell into the water.

Ripples were created.

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(End of this chapter)