The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 289 Noisy! A battle to determine superiority and inferiority, and a fight to the death.
In ancient times, the four poles collapsed, the nine provinces were torn apart, the sky could not fully cover the earth, and the earth could not fully support it. Fire raged without ceasing, and water surged without end. Fierce beasts devoured the common people, and birds of prey seized the old and weak. So Nuwa smelted five-colored stones to mend the sky and cut off the legs of a giant tortoise to support the four poles.

—From "Huainanzi: Lanmingxun"

Gonggong rammed his head against Buzhou Mountain.

The calamities and stories of the ancient Chinese people always begin with the unfortunate Buzhou Mountain.

I wonder, if the mountain god of Buzhou Mountain is watching from heaven, would he be pleased that his descendants have not forgotten him? Or would he be furious that he made a mistake once in his long life, and has been talked about for thousands of years?

When Nuwa mended the sky, she killed a giant turtle and used its four legs as pillars to support the sky.

From the memories of this dragon-turtle, and from its shrill and frenzied roars.

Zhou Yan also guessed the other party's identity.

The shrill roar made Zhou Yan's vision go black for a while. It took seven or eight breaths before his vision gradually returned. He could feel his body instinctively tense up because of the impending battle.

The roar of the giant dragon turtle created turbulent currents, carrying rubble and steel, which tore towards Zhou Yan at an extremely high speed. The deep roar was extremely powerful and could easily penetrate several layers of armor and dragon scales.

Zhou Yan was still made of flesh and blood. He learned this transformation technique from Nuwa. Although it was incredibly profound, it also had its weaknesses. His flesh and blood, along with his internal organs, were impacted and resonated by the roar, causing internal injuries and the loss of his five senses.

Yet, even under these circumstances, he was able to blindly wield a three-pointed double-edged sword, completely breaking and shattering the attacks unleashed by the dragon-turtle's roar. The three-pointed double-edged sword tore through the turbulent currents, creating a pure land around him.

Finally, Zhou Yan twisted his wrist, and the three-pointed double-edged sword tore through the front like a dragon's roar.

The tip of the three-pointed double-edged sword slammed into a huge bronze array pillar in front of it.

boom! ! !
The bronze pillar, carrying with it surging undercurrents, pounded and tangled forward.

Zhou Yan's Taoist robe billowed out, and his avatar felt a sharp pain in his chest, spitting out blood. Yet, with the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand, he managed to hold back the massive array pillar, which resembled a modern-day skyscraper.

The dragon turtle's voice was filled with sneer and mockery.

"As expected, wielding Si Wenming's weapon provides sufficient power."

Zhou Yan couldn't see the true form of the giant dragon turtle at this moment, but just its head made him feel a little bit of megalophobia. The dragon turtle grinned: "As expected, as expected, you really do have His aura on you."

"Even now, I still remember Him, I still remember His face, which is the same as yours, and I still remember His giant blue tail stirring up the ocean."

"Nuwa, hahaha, human race, you never expected this, did you? To your gentle mother, she is so cruel and ruthless, so merciless in dealing with other living beings."

"The four poles of heaven and earth are supported by the four limbs that my brother severed off."

"It has even transformed into your human race's so-called 'Four Mountains.' Your city, the so-called Langzhong, is nothing more than a place that can only survive by relying on my brother's flesh and corpse. Since that's the case, what's wrong with me coming to collect some interest!"

"Since you accept the phrase 'blood for blood,' then what wrong have I done?"

"Why do you, brother, support the sky with your four limbs?!"

"What have we done to deserve this eternal imprisonment!"

The mournful roar, mingling with the flowing water, was finally shattered by a sharp shout.

“…Shut up!”

boom! ! !
A burst of flames erupted from the blade, slashing forward. The magic power flowing on the three-pointed, double-edged blade tore out a huge, crescent-shaped slash of firelight, more than ten feet high, melting the bronze pillar in half.

Even in water, flames of this level can still burn.

The ends of the bronze pillar emitted a golden-red, molten light, which was then annihilated in the turbulent ancient cold water, turning into a charred black shape as it fell downwards with a low rumble.

They came here to collect debts owed to the ancient blood debtor.

According to legend, based on the experience of the dragon turtle, Nuwa killed the giant turtle in order to support the heavens and earth, maintain the four directions, and protect the weak human race at that time, so that the turtle's four limbs could support the sky.

The dragon-turtle before us is the younger brother of that giant turtle.

Perhaps, this is why King Yu Si Wenming did not kill him.

Now, the dragon turtle's hatred, filled with resentment and rage, accumulated day by day within this long seal, growing ever stronger. It said, "Human, what do you want to say?"

"Why do you no longer speak of your righteousness, your blood debts repaid in blood?"

"Does this mean that your so-called blood debt repayment only allows your human race to repay our blood debts, but not my blood debts to you?"

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha!"

Zhou Yan gripped his weapon, the three-pointed, double-edged sword, which emitted a violent whistling sound: "Shut up!!!"

The powerful energy dissipated, and the bloodthirsty aura spread out. The waves rippled outwards within a ten-foot radius around Zhou Yan. The young Taoist's wooden hairpin snapped, and he pointed his weapon at his opponent. Then, he clasped his hands and bowed deeply.
"I have already paid for your blood debt!"

After the young Taoist bowed, the dragon turtle slowly raised its eyes. With this movement, a murderous aura rose from its body, layer upon layer, spreading out an aura of killing intent. Faced with the dragon turtle's questioning, perhaps the monk Kongkong would be confused, but Xiweizi remained silent. Zhou Yan's Dao heart, however, was as firm as iron and stone, without the slightest change.
"Yes——"

"Then, let blood be paid for blood!"

"I accept this blood debt. Even though it's not perfect, Nuwa is still the mother of my Yanhuang clan. If it's something my mother did, then of course I'll take responsibility. So now, I'm waiting for you to come here and collect your blood debt!"

"And I, this humble Taoist, will also seek retribution from you for the people who died in Langzhong!"

The dragon-turtle burst into loud laughter, its laughter filled with ferocious rage:
"As expected, you have no concept of justice."

"If you mean fairness and justice means letting you devour the people of this place, then I say, that's utter bullshit." Zhou Yan raised his weapon, a smirk playing on his lips, a look of arrogance on his face: "I am a human."

"Among ethnic groups, justice is for the survival of the race, it is to establish an order that allows the weak to survive, to make everyone agree on the same point of view, and to build emotional connections that transcend blood ties."

"Without justice and fairness for the living, there is nothing but a foolish tombstone."

"Besides -"

The young Taoist priest recalled a period of time in his hometown, and his murderous aura intensified. He said:
“How can grudges be settled? Blood debts cannot be wiped out by blood debts.”

"If you're here to collect a debt, then I'm here to collect a debt too!"

"It's a blood debt—"

"Only when one side is completely wiped out can it proceed!"

"Come!"

I will always stand on the side of my civilization and am willing to bear all its glory and past.

Within the battle space, Ji Xuanyuan and Chi You rose almost simultaneously.

it is good! ! !
Wow, that's awesome!!!

This bloodline, this aura, this will.

It was so pure, so incredibly pure. The two of them hadn't tasted anything so pure in many years.

Their unwavering determination, steadfast resolve, and the judgment and values ​​honed over generations—they were undoubtedly pure descendants of the Yellow Emperor, so pure that it made their eyes red with envy.

Grass, this is my house.

You're talking nonsense, this is clearly from my side.

Get out! You, Nuwa, get out! Who are you cursing?!

They clung tightly to the front, wishing they could tear the battle space apart and burst out to fight. But this battle space was all because of the existence of [Ba], because Ba was the ancient god of dreams.

Both the space of battle intent and the dream world are manifestations of the spirit.

Everyone has their own area of ​​expertise, and everyone learns about things at different times.

Ba was no match for Ji Xuanyuan and Chi You.

But Ba's authority, in its silent spying... no, or rather, in its constant monitoring of Lord Zhou, is far more useful than those two. But the spiritual world is the spiritual world; one of these two is a jade talisman, and the other is a bloodline.

There's no way out.

The Immortal Binding Rope transformed into a stream of light, flying out from Zhou Yan's waist. Fueled by a surge of fighting spirit, it transformed into a gigantic Bashe snake, raising its head and hissing as it charged toward the giant dragon turtle. Ji Xuanyuan and Chi You, who were locked in a fierce struggle, paused in their tracks.

"Damn! Why is this kid so reckless?"

"Even in his true form, he couldn't defeat this giant tortoise—"

The giant turtle was personally killed by Nuwa. Although this dragon turtle is only one of the giant turtle's younger brothers, its strength cannot be too weak. It and several other fierce gods are all nemesis of Si Wenming.

With this exclamation, Zhou Yan, wielding a three-pointed double-edged sword, charged forward in a fierce battle.

The enormous dragon-turtle was clearly still trapped; only with the help of [Shi]'s subordinates did it partially emerge, raising its head and roaring—

【Dharma Realm】· Manifestation!
Zhou Yan clearly felt his body stiffen and his blood begin to flow. This was a unique ability of the [Water] type of authority. The blood in his body flowed backward, and the young Daoist spat out blood. At the same time, he swung his weapon forward.

The earth and sky collapsed, a tremendous event!
The three-pointed, double-edged knife was plunged directly into the dragon turtle's throat.

Then it instantly grew larger, becoming as thick as a mountain, and churned it violently.

When Yu the Great, Si Wenming, was passing through Qingqiu Kingdom and forming an alliance, he was knocked unconscious by a stick, dragged back, and married there. After the marriage, he passed by his home three times without entering, and was eventually found by Qingqiu Kingdom's Queen, Nüjiao.

After this, the young King Yu, Si Wenming, underwent a significant change in his aesthetic appreciation of weapons—

It needs to be big and sturdy!

The Earth-Soul-Heaven-Swaying Terrace was cast by descendants of the Zhurong tribe, perfectly embodying King Yu's aesthetic.

Even a dragon-turtle would definitely not have an easy time.

Even Zhou Yan's true form was no match for this dragon turtle, but this attack caused the dragon turtle to instinctively gag. The Immortal Binding Rope directly bound the dragon turtle's limbs and head, and Zhou Yan complained inwardly.

It's called the Immortal Binding Rope. First, it bound the mountain spirit, Golden Heavenly King, and then it bound the dragon turtle.

Stop calling it the Immortal-Binding Rope, let's rename it the Demon-Binding Rope.

At the same time, he grabbed something in his hand, which was the weapon of the Golden Heavenly King, a spear formed from the heartwood of the Bronze Divine Wood. He tried his best to throw it away, and at the same time, the Dragon Turtle broke free of the Demon-Binding Rope.

The lord of the ancient serpent might be able to fight against the dragon turtle.

The tendons of the ancient serpent lord, activated by the power of a sixth-rank avatar, bound the dragon turtle for several breaths, proving that it was indeed the design of the war lord Chi You. The dragon turtle was completely enraged and stopped attacking, but simply opened its mouth and began to inhale.

This ancient beast, an existence from the ancient mythological era, is extremely large, with surging blood and energy, and every move it makes can be described as supernatural.

Supernatural powers refer to the ability of humans to communicate with the divine.

True deities do not need inconvenient methods such as supernatural powers and magic.

Zhou Yan was swallowed directly into the dragon turtle's mouth, and was swallowed downwards. In the end, Zhou Yan was unwilling to give up, so he grabbed the dragon turtle's flesh, opened his mouth, activated the Hungry Ghost Jade Talisman, and the Hungry Ghost was too scared to go up.

Zhou Yan went straight up and took a vicious bite off a piece of the dragon turtle's flesh.

Then, it was as if it had fallen into a huge furnace of qi and blood, being crushed inch by inch, its body and bloodline were crushed, and this incarnation died directly. Even the two treasures, the Demon Binding Rope and the Earth Soul Heaven Collapse, were swallowed by the dragon turtle.

Before being crushed, Zhou Yan used his hands to forcefully insert the core of the Bronze Divine Tree into the body of the Primordial Dragon Turtle. The Primordial Dragon Turtle possessed the power of both water and earth veins, and this innate divine wood of metal and wood was directly inserted into it.

The tree roots spread.

Zhou Yan was subjected to a slow, agonizing death, exploding into a cloud of blood mist.

The mist dissipated, turning into a single white hair that vanished.

The dragon turtle, oblivious to the danger, burst into laughter: "A mere human dares to spout such nonsense!" Its arrogant laughter echoed in all directions, but at that moment, a series of rumbling sounds came. The dragon turtle raised its head and saw that the seal, which had been partially broken, suddenly shook and collapsed.

? ? ? !
As Zhou Yan landed, he kept waving his weapon, having already severed the array nodes. The dragon turtle was enormous, and when it roared and laughed, even Zhou Yan's own blood and qi would be shaken apart, let alone the seal of the nodes that he had destroyed.

The sealing formation collapsed.

The dragon turtle's laughter turned into an angry roar.

"Human race!!!"

………………

Dozens of miles outside Langzhong city, at a tea stall.

Zhou Yan suddenly opened his eyes, his face deathly pale, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. His brain felt as if it had been pierced, throbbing uncontrollably. The death of this embodiment of great spirit had also traumatized him.

He cursed, realizing that this time, he had really encountered a major problem.

The ancient dragon turtle, the younger brother of the giant turtle that supports the sky.

There are still many doubts about this matter, and we cannot completely believe what the dragon turtle said. However, when facing an enemy, one must be resolute. But in this real confrontation, Zhou Yan's avatar died almost instantly.

Even the weapons, the demon-binding rope, and the bronze sacred wood were lost.

But they really do eat everything...

Zhou Yan clenched his fist, sensing something from afar.

I clearly sensed the location of the "Earthly Soul and Heavenly Inclinement".

If it were right now, I would shout "Big!"

Zhou Yan suppressed the urge, treating it merely as a benchmark. Langzhong was a dangerous place, and he had no choice but to come. However, Li Zhiwei and Consort Shen were too weak and needed to be sent to a safe place first...

Zhou Yan calmed his breathing and said, "Uncle Shen, let's leave this place first."

"I'll come back..."

His expression hardened slightly. He suddenly noticed that no one was talking around him. He stood up abruptly and found that all his teammates were asleep at the tea stall.

!!!

Wisps of mist drifted away and floated away right before his eyes.

The blade rang out, and a cold light slashed towards Zhou Yan!

It is Shen Cangming.

(End of this chapter)