The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 228 Treasure Hunt! (Third Update, Requesting Monthly Tickets)
Within this secret formation, there were several war ghost soldiers who were extremely loyal to An Lushan. Each of them was quite strong and had been trained in many ways. The leader even had the strength of a fifth-rank soldier, and his aura was surging.

They were guarding this place, and also watching the Xuan Guan who was skilled in tattooing.

Upon seeing An Lushan, they were all extremely respectful.

"Your Excellency, the military governor has returned."

One of the demon warriors bowed respectfully. He wore mountain-patterned armor and a battle robe. Judging from his physique, he was comparable to Shen Cangming. However, instead of the surging, pure blood energy, he exuded a murky aura of death and malevolence.

It was probably transformed after the death of a certain valiant general.

If Uncle Shen had died in battle back then...

Zhou Lushan nodded slightly. As he walked forward, his entire body, including his fat and armor, trembled and made a rustling sound. His voice was indifferent:

"let's start."

"promise!"

The demon warrior bowed and clasped his hands in a respectful gesture, creating a solemn yet natural atmosphere.

It was no different from before An Lushan left.

But before the war demon could get up, a sudden change occurred. An Lushan suddenly sprang up, his fat body springing up like a taut bullet—before the sound of his armor plates rattling could even reach the ground, he was already in front of the war demon.

The demon's pupils contracted sharply, and he barely managed to utter half a "My Lord" before the sword at his waist, drawn with the experience and instinct of countless battles, swept towards Zhou Yan's waist and abdomen with a gust of wind.

But Zhou Yan was faster. He spun around and leaped into the air, not at all like a fat, ball-shaped guy. He was at least an incredibly agile fat man. His left hand, with five fingers like red-hot iron hooks, gripped the other man's throat. When he exerted force with his knuckles, he even made the neck under the armor crack.

At the same time, his right hand blocked the inside of the demon's wrist, which was gripping the sword. Using the momentum, he twisted the wrist, and the true essence of the War Lord emanating from his palm wrapped around the demon's arm—

"The Heaven-Swallowing Technique for the Devastation of All Industries"!
Zhou Yan's incarnation, without the blessing of the earth's veins or the deduction of the Imperial Seal, is just a standard sixth-rank blank slate.

However, Zhou Yan's sixth rank was by no means ordinary!
The first level of "The Art of Destroying All Businesses" is not able to resonate with the "Warlord's World-Suppressing Diagram" and unleash the power of the Warlord, but it is enough to interfere with the opponent's moves. The moves that have been tempered in the battlefield are directly slowed down.

Zhou Yan held the other person's wrist with his palm, twisted it, grabbed it, and pulled it hard.

He directly seized the horizontal sword that had been tempered by death energy.

Having lost its weapon and had its throat seized, the demon warrior was no longer a human of flesh and blood, and still had the power to fight back. A fierce glint flashed in its eyes, and a muffled groan escaped its throat. Just as it was about to bend its knee and strike Zhou Yan's lower abdomen, it saw pure and vast Buddhist light suddenly burst forth from Zhou Yan's palm.

When the warm light touched the death aura on his body, it instantly emitted a piercing burning sound. Black smoke billowed from the gaps in the mountain-patterned armor of the War Demon Demon. His whole body convulsed violently, like a piece of meat pressed into boiling oil. His screams were accompanied by blood and foam as they broke through his throat.

Zhou Yan clenched his left hand suddenly.

Although the fifth-grade realm simulated by the Imperial Seal of the State is no longer available, and the power to be upgraded to the level of authority cannot be used, the supernatural power is still there. With a thought, a burst of Buddhist light appears, which is the Buddhist light obtained from Manjushri Bodhisattva and the power of the relic empowerment of Xuanzang.

It was poured into the body of the war demon as if it were free.

The Buddha's light is warm, as gentle as sunshine to all living beings.

But at this moment it was incredibly violent.

The war ghost soldiers seemed to have been thrown into molten iron, emitting a series of shrill screams. All of this happened in an instant. The other four war ghost soldiers, who were originally positioned at the four corners of the formation, were startled at the same time. The swords at their waists were drawn simultaneously, and the four swords drew four streaks of pitch-black light, slashing towards Zhou Yan.

Emperor Kaiming, chained to the bronze tree, clenched his fingers around the hem of his robe, the corners of his mouth curving upwards, the smile fading as he tried to suppress it.

He originally thought that Zhou Yan's avatar could only scare the ragtag soldiers at most, but he didn't expect him to directly overturn the table and act ruthlessly—the speed of his leap, the force of his throat lock, and even the timing of the burst of Buddha light were all perfectly timed.

He was more like a decisive and ruthless general than the real An Lushan!

But no one knows who trained such a fierce guy.

Nuwa is gentle but strong-willed, so I guess she wouldn't be that bloodthirsty. As for Fuxi, that guy won't fight head-on. But no matter what, I'm finally getting out of this damned torture device.

While Emperor Kaiming was thinking this, Zhou Yan had already finished the battle. He had poured a lot of effort into this avatar, and with his sixth-grade foundation and various supernatural powers, dealing with the guards was not a difficult task.

Xuan Guan, the artist skilled in tattoo formations, was dumbfounded and scrambled behind a large pillar in fright. Turning around, he saw the several ferocious monsters who had snatched him directly from the village lying on the ground.

Emperor Kaiming finally couldn't hold back and burst into laughter: "Hahaha, you've finally arrived!"

"If you don't come soon, I'm going to be skinned alive!"

The incredibly obese, armored, burly man took two steps forward, and clouds of mist emanated from his obese body. With a sweep of his dark blue Taoist robe, the mist dissipated, and he transformed into a handsome young Taoist.

Zhou Yan swept away the cloud-like mist from his body with his sleeve.

"Enlightened God, it's been a long time."

Kaiming said, "You've come far too late."

Zhou Yan stepped to the side and looked at the old man over there. The old man was so frightened that his face turned pale. Zhou Yan said, "I am Zhou Yan from the Taishanglou Temple. Old man, there is no need to be afraid."

The Supreme Pavilion Views the Dao?
The old man was startled, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, no longer so frightened and afraid. But then he suddenly realized something, knelt on the ground, kowtowed and said, "This old man greets the Taoist priest, please save me."

"Hmm? What is it?"

Zhou Yanxu helped the old man up and saw that the old man's face was full of wrinkles and that he had a white cloth on his head.

Upon seeing such methods, the old man felt as if he had encountered a deity and hurriedly cried out for help: "I am Ge Lang, from a clan that guards the tomb of Grandfather Zhuge. We were living peacefully in the village when suddenly a group of fierce men rushed into our village, killing everyone they saw. They captured me and wanted to make this beautiful tattoo on me."

"They also said that if the old man didn't comply, they would kill all the children in our village."

"That's why this old man had no choice but to come. Daoist priest, immortal, please save us!"

Zhou Yan then realized that An Lushan also intended to use the tattoo to control the blood of the warlord. He said in a gentle voice, "Please rise, sir. I am here to help you. However, please hide behind the rock for now. We can talk about it outside."

"Yes Yes."

Knowing the gravity of the situation, Ge Lang wiped away his tears, got up, and quickly moved aside. Zhou Yan stood under the enormous, magnificent bronze tree, imbued with ancient divine power, and looked up at Kai Ming, who was pierced and suspended by the massive bronze branches.

How can I get you out of here?

Zhou Yan reached out and pressed his hand against the enormous bronze tree.

Kaiming was filled with regret, saying, "This thing is not easy to open. It is originally a thing of the innate wood element, and it could be broken with the innate metal element, but there are nine bronze crows in this place."

"Fire overcomes metal, thus severely suppressing the energy of Geng metal."

Zhou Yan asked, "Then what should we do?"

Kaiming's lips twitched, and he said, "How would I know? Let's not talk about this. Hurry up and find a way to take that drop of Chiyou's precious blood away. This thing cannot fall into An Lushan's hands."

Zhou Yan stretched out his hand, unleashing a burst of energy that drew the horizontal sword, which was emanating a dense aura of death, towards him. He gripped the sword and tapped it against the bronze divine tree, producing a series of loud thuds. Nine golden crows on the branches cried out, watching Zhou Yan intently. Emperor Kaiming said, "Don't waste your time. Quickly take what you need and leave."

Zhou Yan gripped the horizontal sword, pressing the blade against Kai Ming's chains. He unleashed his power, tearing at the branches, but couldn't break them. However, the force he exerted caused the bronze divine tree to tremble, and the branches piercing Kai Ming's body to vibrate, causing Kai Ming to let out screams.

"Stop! Stop!"

Emperor Kaiming was in so much pain that his whole body convulsed.

Zhou Yan frowned. His current transformation technique was only at the sixth-grade Dao Foundation level, with the combined Qi of Buddhism, Taoism, and military strategy, as well as the Mountain God and Earth God. It was really difficult for him to break through the Bronze Divine Tree with its innate wood element Qi.

How to do?
Zhou Yan said, "An Lushan is currently being held back by the Golden Heavenly King, so we still have some time to try. Don't worry, if I really can't save you, I will leave quickly and I will definitely not insist on rescuing you."

Emperor Kaiming opened his mouth.

While what you did is correct, could you not have said it so directly?
A little sad.

His lips twitched, and he muttered, "You little rascal... Even that old fox Fuxi didn't speak so bluntly back then. When I was protecting Nuwa when she mended the sky, I never received this kind of treatment of being abandoned after failing to save her."

"I helped Nuwa back then! Me!"

Zhou Yan said, "So, Fuxi just didn't say it so bluntly?"

Kaiming opened his mouth.

His expression was sad and melancholy, with a hint of bewilderment.

Oh, the sorrow! It's like Mount Buzhou collapsing from a crash.

Zhou Yan exhaled, raised his hand and gripped his weapon. He infused the horizontal blade with the power of both Buddhism and Taoism to counterbalance the death energy. He then thrust the blade into the bronze divine tree, instantly forcing the death energy to corrode it.

Borrowing the death energy to destroy the vitality of the innate wood element.

Strands of rust appeared on the bronze tree.

Kaiming said, "Using death to overcome life, that's quite clever, but the difference between these two things is too great. This fifth-rank battle-death demon can't possibly control this thing in its wildest dreams."

Zhou Yan frowned and said, "Be quiet."

"okay!"

Enlightened people, shut up.

Zhou Yan exhaled and said, "Being affected by death energy means it's still of the innate wood element. If it were its true form, there's a way to deal with it, but if it's an avatar..."

He glanced slightly at the massive bronze array, and seeing the drop of Chi You's precious blood floating on it, he twitched his lips and asked, "Do you think using the War Lord's baleful aura to suppress the vitality of this innate wood is enough?"

Emperor Kaiming said, "Huh???"

“Are you sure this is something filled with Chi You’s pure power and obsession? You…” He said thoughtfully, “Your true body has already learned his divine skills. In that case, why don’t we give it a try?”

Thus, in this place that was like life itself to An Lushan.

Zhou Yan and Kai Ming both looked in that direction, their eyes filled with strange expressions.

Above the massive and intricate bronze array, golden light transformed into characters, hovering in the air and flowing upwards. Zhou Yan turned around and slowly walked towards the huge, altar-like array. The array possessed a strong repulsive force, but it had no effect on Zhou Yan at this moment.

Zhou Yan stepped forward step by step.

Sweat beaded on his forehead and temples. He slowly extended his right hand, his palm covered with a thick layer of the true essence of the War Lord. He slowly clenched his fist toward the drop of Chi You's precious blood, and his own divine skill, "The Heaven-Devouring Technique of War and Myriad Industries," slowly circulated.

The karmic force within that drop of blood surged forth with malevolent energy.

It slowly flew towards Zhou Yan's palm.

Like a moth drawn to a flame, his previously slow cultivation of the "Destroying Heaven and Earth Technique of War and Destruction" suddenly began to advance rapidly.

Using malevolent energy to transform weapons, they split open the primordial divine tree.

It has to work!

Zhou Yan's expression was focused.

at the same time--

boom! ! !
An Lushan and Jin Tianwang fought to a standoff, or rather, An Lushan relied on the power of the portion of Chi You's precious blood he had obtained, as well as the immortality of his insect molt, to confront Jin Tianwang.

The surrounding area could be described as a devastated battlefield.

The miasma of Qingni Ridge had long been torn in two. The left half was filled with cold, white frost containing the malevolent energy of Geng metal, while the right half was enveloped in An Lushan's dark red blood mist. The two colors of mist collided in mid-air, creating a distorted boundary, with a crackling sound like plasma and thunder.

Tiny specks of golden light and blood droplets kept splashing up.

The surrounding rocks were broken and shattered, but they did not fall; they remained suspended in mid-air.

The Golden Heavenly King's Geng Metal Qi split the mountain rocks, while An Lushan's Blood Qi enveloped the broken stones. Thus, a half-foot-high green rock was stuck between the two forces, its surface frozen with white frost and seeping with bloodstains. Occasionally, fragments of stone would fall off, only to be blown away by the air currents as soon as they touched the ground.

An Lushan was panting heavily, and insects were already crawling in and out of the corners of his eyes. This meant that the insect molting technique supporting his body had reached its peak. The Golden Heavenly King had a wound on his arm.

An Lushan, being a creature formed from molted insect skin, attacked recklessly and suffered some losses. However, his eyes still held an arrogant and disdainful look. He raised his spear and said, "With your background and skills, to possess such supernatural abilities, you must be the treasure."

"Give me the things."

The Golden King has an extremely strong obsession with treasures, and he makes no attempt to hide it.

An Lushan was furious.

It wasn't a humiliation.

Instead, King Jin revealed the true reason for his strength.

Just as he was about to make another move, he suddenly froze, turned his head sharply, and saw that in the place where his underground palace cave was located, a blood-red evil aura was suddenly activated, and then shot into the sky, dyeing half of the sky red.

This signifies that the grand formation has been activated and the precious blood of Chi You has been used.

not good! ! !

An Lushan's eyes widened, and suddenly he let out a scream.

My darling!!!

(End of this chapter)