The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 230 Mastery of the Technique
The Lord of War, Chi You...

Among the three ancestors of Yan and Huang, the strongest in individual combat was Ji Xuanyuan, who defeated Yan Di and was also the archenemy of Xuanyuan Huang Di. Zhou Yan's pupils contracted, while in Louguan Dao, the true form of the young Taoist sitting cross-legged in the quiet room also froze at the same time.

Zhou Yan's entire divine will was forcibly pulled into this world constructed entirely of battle intent—

Confronting the overwhelming ferocity and resentment of the warlord Chi You.

hiss--

No, there's a catch.

Zhou Yan realized this. Even in the long history of humankind, Chi You's power was at the absolute peak, representing the ultimate status of the "Master of War." Manjushri's incarnation technique and Nuwa's transformation method were all ineffective against this level of killing star.

Zhou Yan slowly retreated, trying to create distance and get back to where the killing intent of the War God Chi You was locking onto him. However, it would have been better if he hadn't moved. The moment he did, he immediately realized that something was wrong!

It's like putting your hand in water; if you don't move it, it won't have any effect.

Moving your hand will create ripples on the water's surface.

The murderous aura suddenly rippled outwards, materializing into a tangible force!

Chi You suddenly opened his eyes, his pure white pupils locking onto Zhou Yan. The next moment, an angry roar exploded. Logically speaking, Zhou Yan should not have understood what that guy was howling about, let alone the meaning of this ancient war cry.

But Nuwa passed on all the ancient writings from tens of thousands of years ago to him.

So Zhou Yan understood.

It's roaring a name—

"Ji Xuanyuan!!!"

Amidst the furious roar, Zhou Yan's vision blurred, and Chi You appeared before him. The young Taoist retreated half a step, only managing to grab the weapon stuck upside down beside the fallen corpse, and yanked it out fiercely, thrusting it forward.

Chi You's murderous aura surged and became domineering, aiming a stabbing motion towards Zhou Yan's brow.

Under the overwhelming and terrifying pressure, Zhou Yan's mind instantly focused and concentrated. The moment his weapon was unleashed, it reached the pinnacle of his skill as he thrust it towards the weapon master.

Just as the ancient halberd in his hand was about to touch the master's heart.

Zhou Yan felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He saw that the weapon in the master's hand had already pierced his heart.

No, I sensed danger between my eyebrows, so I avoided it... Was my fighting instinct also interfered with?

An unbelievable thought flashed through Zhou Yan's mind.

He was immediately impressed.

Using a short-range weapon like a hand axe against a long weapon, without needing any special abilities or magic, can result in a one-hit kill.

The difference in martial arts skill at this level was such that one could simply turn and run. Chi You's face was right in front of Zhou Yan. Chi You spoke, his voice filled with suppressed anger and disappointment:
"Ji Xuanyuan, why are you so weak?!"

With a swift strike of his weapon, Zhou Yan's heart was ripped open. The young Taoist's vision went black, and he collapsed forward. Before falling, he thought, "This is just like last time; I'll be killed instantly."

However, at least this time, with such a swift kill, he still had the right to hold the weapon.

However, the avatar dissipated immediately after coming into contact with Chi You's blood.

Will it just vanish this time too?

If that's the case, then wouldn't that mean that old man, Kaiming, and Consort Shen were all left there?! Oh no, those formations definitely can't hold off An Lushan for long, not to mention the powerful fourth-rank Golden Heavenly King.

"not good……"

Thinking of this, Zhou Yan felt a little anxious, but his consciousness slowly sank down.

He didn't know how much time had passed when he suddenly opened his eyes.

What came into view was still that surging, blood-red aura; still that rain of weapons, like a jungle, embedded in the earth; still that mountain paved with the corpses of countless warriors; and still that being standing at the pinnacle of all warriors—

The Lord of War.

A splashing sound rang out, and rain began to fall from the sky.

It's raining.

Blood-red rain washed over this ancient battlefield.

Zhou Yan stared at the tall, imposing man, his expression slightly hardening.

Chi You.

Do not move it lightly.

This time, however, he didn't need to act on his own. Chi You noticed Zhou Yan, his eyes opened, and his face showed fighting spirit and killing intent. He raised his battle axe, pointing it at Zhou Yan, and when he spoke, his voice was frenzied and murderous, resounding once again:
"Ji Xuanyuan!"

It was a sudden, high-speed dash, followed by a swift strike to the heart with the short-handled battle axe in hand.

Zhou Yan grabbed a shield and managed to block the attack, shouting:

"Chi You, wait a minute!"

"I am not Ji Xuanyuan, I am here to negotiate terms!"

After he finished speaking, Chi You became even angrier, and his moves became more domineering and turbulent. Zhou Yan used all his strength to hold on for a few breaths, and then his vision went black again. When he saw Chi You standing on the peak for the third time, he finally realized that there was a big problem.

A world of war, an endless loop?
Does this mean I need to surpass Chi You, the God of Weapons, in weapon craftsmanship to get out?!
Damn it, how come there's this stuff in this blood? Could it be that An Lushan passed the test in Chi You's precious blood? But Zhou Yan recalled that the fat man's spear technique was at the level of a veteran general, but it was definitely not at the level of a military master.

Then there will definitely be an opportunity to go out.

Zhou Yan's thoughts raced, and he was repeatedly killed by Chi You, the military lord.

Meanwhile, in the underground palace, outside...

Emperor Kaiming, bound to the bronze divine tree, watched as the bronze array first lit up with a ball of light, then instantly shattered and collapsed layer by layer. It seemed that the array, created by An Lushan at the cost of the great calamity of the An Lushan Rebellion, had simply vanished.

A surge of violent power caused that drop of blood to fall directly into Zhou Yan's body.

Emperor Kaiming was initially pleased, but upon noticing that Lord Zhou was frozen in place and not moving, he suddenly realized something was wrong and shouted, "Zhou Yan, Zhou Yan, can you hear me?!"

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" "Zhou Yan, look, Fuxi!"

"Fuxi has come to find you!"

no response.

Emperor Kaiming coughed, his voice transforming into a soft, gentle female voice: "Zhou Yan, little Yan Yan, it's me, Nuwa! Wake up, wake up~"

"I am Nuwa!"

"It's still no use?"

Emperor Kaiming frowned: "If it were called that normally, it would summon a Fuxi after three breaths."

"Moreover, that Fuxi will definitely be in a state of rage."

"Now it seems that Fuxi isn't on this guy either."

"Oh right, since it's an avatar, it definitely doesn't have that."

"what to do?!"

Emperor Kaiming's true form is the Kunlun Great God Kaiming Beast. He immediately realized that Zhou Yan must have been pulled into Chi You's battle intent world. This kid has the bloodline of Yanhuang. If he goes in, he will probably be beaten to death!
If Zhou Yan fails to pass Chi You's test, he will continue to sleep.

Until the body starves to death, both body and mind are exhausted.

Moreover, even if Zhou Yan could break through Chi You's test, it would not be a matter of a short time. Emperor Kaiming could sense that An Lushan was about to forcefully break the formation.

At this moment, the fat man seemed to unleash even greater power than he had in the past. With his enlightened perception, he could feel the earth trembling and the thick, disgusting blood aura breaking through.

Emperor Kaiming's lips twitched: "If this kid doesn't wake up, we'll all die, and who knows, there might be a couple more corpses nailed to this tree trunk."

At this critical moment, a faint golden Buddhist light suddenly emanated from Zhou Yan's body. In the world of trials, Zhou Yan, who had already become angry, suddenly heard a desolate and ancient dragon roar in his ears!

Between the crimson heavens and earth, patches of dark golden dragon scales appeared in the void.

Amidst the boundless desolation, the serene and tranquil Buddhist spirit transformed into a jumble of discordant noises.

When Chi You attacked Zhou Yan again, the young Taoist used his weapon to block the attack, but could not withstand the next move from the Lord of Weapons. At that moment, a dark golden ancient dragon appeared, its claws outstretched, and it grabbed Chi You tightly.

Chi You roared in anger, and the dragon continued to roar.

As the dragon scales scattered and the dragon blood fell into the air, they transformed into wisps of Buddhist light.

Within that Buddha's light, there was an aura that Zhou Yan found familiar.

"The monk Kongkong?!"

Zhou Yan realized that his entire consciousness had been pulled into this place, which meant that his true body had also been affected. What Nuwa had Li Zhiwei draw on Zhou Yan's back, besides the War God's World-Suppressing Map, was also a seal made with the blood of Manjushri.

At this moment, it is finally activated.

The departed friends, at this very moment, transcend time and space once again to offer their help!

Zhou Yan's eyes were gentle, tinged with a hint of sadness, but he quickly rallied. He could already feel that he could break free from the 'constraints of this space' and 'awaken'. However, he looked at the killing intent of the War Lord who was fighting to the extreme with the Heavenly Dragon Buddha's Aura.

A thought struck him, and he shouted, "Monk Kongkong, step aside!"

The Buddhist aura lacked divine consciousness, but Manjushri Bodhisattva, skilled in Prajna wisdom, discerned Zhou Yan's intentions. Thus, it suddenly dispersed, transforming into Buddhist light, causing the attack unleashed by the warlord Chi You to rush towards Zhou Yan, yet locking onto him the instant the warlord was about to exert his power.

As dragon scales flew and blood splattered on the battlefield, the War Lord's move failed to materialize and instead turned into pure baleful energy. Zhou Yan, with great courage, grabbed a weapon, activated the "War of the Myriad Industries Devouring Heaven Technique," and fearlessly thrust it into the surging pure baleful energy!

The Primordial Essence of Taoism, arise!

Yin and Yang flow and sustain all things.

The young Taoist priest had wildly flying sideburns and eyes that burned like fire.

"The brave will die of overeating, and the timid will die of starvation!"

"Come!"

He took a step, turned around, and forcefully used his mind to control the vast evil energy, then suddenly plummeted downwards!

Consciousness, return to the incarnation!
Inside the underground palace, Emperor Kaiming was already sighing and groaning. Ge Lang went to check on Zhou Yan's condition, and as soon as he arrived, the stiff young Taoist suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes gleamed with a blood-red light.

boom! ! !
In an instant, it was as if the entire ancient battlefield had descended upon this place! Boundless killing intent surged wildly from the young Taoist's body, his white hair flying wildly, like a god of war in the world.

Emperor Kaiming's heart nearly stopped when he saw the young Taoist turn around, raise his hand, and grab the horizontal sword on the ground.

Zhou Yan shouted loudly, "Heads down!!!"

Kaiming shouted, "Wait a minute! I'm chained up! How can I bow my head?!"

"Kid, calm down!"

The young Taoist priest charged towards them with overwhelming killing intent.

Enlightened and blessed, he suddenly shrank his neck.

Zhou Yan spun around, gripped the sword with both hands, and with all the strength he could muster at that moment, fiercely slashed down at the bronze divine tree!
The sword couldn't withstand the force and shattered into pieces as it was swung. However, the broken blades didn't turn to dust; instead, they were engulfed by a terrifying torrent of malevolent energy.

It transformed into a three-foot-long, solidified, blood-red aura of military might, which slashed fiercely at the main trunk of the bronze divine tree!
clang! ! !
A terrifying shockwave exploded outwards from the point of impact, sweeping across the entire underground palace. The ground trembled violently, and the roar continued!
The young Taoist priest gasped for breath, his face deathly pale. The dragon roars of the Eight Buddha Dragon Master and the murderous aura of the War Lord were churning in his mind, making his head ache. But it didn't matter, it didn't matter.

The bronze and sacred wood chains were shattered by the blade that had drawn upon the lord's malevolent energy.

Despite the excruciating pain, Zhou Yan reached out, grabbed Kaiming, and pulled him sharply.

Kaiming was pulled down from above.

Landing on the ground, finally free, he turned around in ecstasy, about to speak, but his expression froze as he realized that although some of the murderous aura on the boy had dissipated, another part remained forever.

Zhou Yan's aura was surging and unstable, but he possessed the first level of the "Destroying Heaven and Earth Technique of War and Devastation"—

Dacheng!

(End of this chapter)