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Chapter 235 Divine Judgment and Heavenly Guidance!!! (2 words, update 25)

Outside Heisong'ao, at the foot of the mountain.

The force field barrier isolated the view inside, but the dull thud and the violent tremors from the ground struck everyone's heart like a beating war drum.

Zhang Tiezhu looked like an iron tower nailed to the ground, his face covered in blood and sweat, his muscles contorted, his jaw clenched, and blood seeping from his gums.

The broken arm was held in place with simple branches and strips of cloth.

With each muffled thud from the vibration, his burly body trembled slightly.

Behind him, the surviving soldiers of the Fierce Tiger Company stood silently, no one spoke, only heavy breathing and suppressed grief and indignation.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the force field barrier that was faintly glowing amidst the vibrations.

It's as if you want to pierce through it and see the hell inside.

Wei Banmeng and the other two stood slightly ahead, their faces also pale and exhausted, but their eyes burned with unwillingness and determination.

They clutched the life beads and blood crystals that had just been distributed to them tightly, stuffing them into their mouths without regard for anything else, forcibly squeezing their exhausted bodies in an attempt to recover a sliver of strength to fight again.

The atmosphere was so heavy it was almost as if it had solidified into mercury.

"Damn it! Damn it!!" Chu Kuanglan slammed his fist into a pine tree as thick as a bowl. The trunk shook violently, leaves fell in a rustling sound, and the wound on his arm, which had just been bandaged, instantly burst open, blood staining the bandage red. "I can't take it anymore! Are we just going to stand here and watch? Let Fang Shen and Xiao Jiang fight their way through in there?! What are we?! Useless trash?!"

His roar broke the silence and ignited the suppressed anger and humiliation in the hearts of the soldiers.

"Company commander! Let us in!"

"Let's die together!"

"I'd rather die on the battlefield! What the hell is this, cowering like a coward?!"

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The soldiers' voices were filled with passion and the anger of having their most basic military pride trampled upon.

Zhang Tiezhu turned around abruptly, his bloodshot eyes like those of a wounded tiger, sweeping over the young and indignant faces.

"Shut the hell up, all of you!"

His voice was hoarse like a broken gong, carrying an undeniable iron will: "Military orders are absolute! Captain Fang said to retreat! That means retreat! Anyone who dares to utter another word will be court-martialed!"

After he finished yelling, his chest heaved violently, and he suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself twice hard!

Snapped!Snapped!
The sound was crisp and loud, particularly jarring in the silent mountain forest.

A clear red mark instantly appeared on his dark face.

"Pah!" He spat a mouthful of bloody saliva on the ground, his eyes fierce yet tinged with a hint of bewilderment. "I don't want to be a coward either! But Captain Fang, Captain Fang and the others... they definitely have a way!"

These words sounded like they were persuading the soldiers, but even more like they were persuading himself.

Just then, a figure rushed out from the dense forest on the side of the mountain. It was the elite squad leader secretly dispatched by Zhou Zhenguo, codenamed "Eagle Eye".

His face showed astonishment and confusion.

They clearly hadn't expected Zhang Tiezhu and his men to find their secret rendezvous point directly.

"Company Commander Zhang!" Hawkeye saluted quickly, his voice urgent. "Brigade headquarters orders! All operations are to be under the command of Captain Fang Qingyu! But at the same time," he paused, lowering his voice, "the brigade commander has strictly ordered that Captain Fang's safety be ensured at all costs! Reinforcements are on their way! Tell us not to stray too far and to be ready to provide support at any time!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Tiezhu's brows instantly furrowed into a deep knot.

"They told us to withdraw from Captain Fang's orders, but then they made us protect him at all costs, and to stay at a safe distance." He grabbed a handful of his hair in frustration, making his already messy hair even messier.

"Isn't this just making things difficult for me, Old Zhang?! Captain Fang is inside right now! What's the situation in there? God knows! How are we supposed to protect him?! Rushing in would be disobeying orders! If we don't rush in... what if..."

He felt like his head was about to explode.

Just as Zhang Tiezhu was caught in a dilemma and the soldiers were filled with indignation.

"Company Commander Zhang."

A cold voice sounded.

Wei Banmeng slowly stood up. Her face was still pale, but her clear, cold eyes were unusually firm.

Although the icy blue aura emanating from her was faint, it was slowly gathering.

"Let's go up."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it clearly drowned out all the noise.

"What?!" Zhang Tiezhu looked at her abruptly.

Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan immediately stood up straight, their eyes sharp as knives.

"Junior sister?" Chu Kuanglan looked at Wei Banmeng.

Wei Banmeng's gaze swept over the three of them, finally landing on Zhang Tiezhu: "Fang Qingyu told us to leave, to clear the area. He and Xiao Jiang have trump cards that we can't interfere with. But that doesn't mean we can just sit here and wait without a care in the world."

She paused, then said firmly, "There are only the two of them inside now. We've recovered somewhat, and even if we can only share a little of the burden, that's enough. You..."

Her gaze shifted to Zhang Tiezhu and the Tiger Company soldiers behind him, as well as that elite squad.

"Stay here. Guard this last exit. If—and I mean if—any of the ghosts manage to break through the defenses and escape, that will be your final battlefield. Stop them! Don't let a single one out!"

Zhang Tiezhu was stunned.

He looked into Wei Banmeng's clear eyes, which were burning with fighting spirit, and into Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan's unwavering gazes.

He blinked hard, forcing back the moisture.

He straightened his back abruptly, mustered all his strength, and gave a perfect military salute, his voice hoarse yet carrying immense power:

"Yes!!!"

"Tiger Company! Sharp Knife Platoon! All personnel, stand at attention! Construct a defensive line on the spot! Guard the exit to the death! Don't let a single fly get past us!!!"

……

Inside Black Pine Valley.

A true purgatory.

The sky was broken, with countless filthy cracks like festering wounds, writhing and spewing out a black tide.

The earth groaned, with deep, bottomless cracks crisscrossing the ground, exuding a thick aura of death, and more and more ghosts crawling out from the earth like maggots.

Transparent ripples rippled through the air, and a pitch-black opening suddenly appeared, from which twisted limbs and screams burst forth.

A black torrent composed of shadow hounds, rotten flies, and rock golems instantly engulfed everything in sight.

The mutated Iron-Eating Demon emitted a piercing metallic scraping sound, like a moving fortress.

The chilling Shadow Weaver weaves an invisible web of killing intent in the shadows.

Several mandrills, slightly smaller than the Vajra Buddha but equally exuding terrifying pressure, smashed through the ruins, their crimson eyes fixed on the valley entrance.

Several ghouls, resembling giant, rotting tumors, wriggled, their bodies cracked with countless holes, spewing out highly corrosive viscous liquid. Wherever they passed, even rocks hissed and dissolved.

In the center of this writhing, roaring sea of ​​death, radiating extreme malice.

The Vajra Buddha's enormous, mountain-like figure slowly straightened up.

Dark gold blood flowed from the charred cracks on its enormous Buddha head, cleaved by Fang Qingyu's thunder and fire blade energy, while its giant eyes, burning with eerie green ghost fire, coldly gazed down.

The eerie smile at the corner of his mouth carried a hint of mockery, and a touch of pity as if he knew his secrets.

The wounds inflicted on its body by Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei were slowly wriggling and healing under the shimmering dark red Sanskrit characters!

"You are also in the cage."

That deep, hoarse sound, like sand rubbing against a temple bell, echoed once again in this space completely occupied by the Ghost of Fate.

Fang Qingyu's pupils suddenly contracted!
An unprecedented chill instantly froze his spine!

In a cage?

What's the meaning? !

However, the overwhelming wave of death gave him no time to think!

A black torrent, carrying countless soul-chilling hisses and roars, surged wildly from the sky, from the ground, and from all directions, like a dam-breaking sea of ​​destruction, toward the two isolated figures atop the ruins and toward the valley entrance!
My vision was instantly filled with ferocious claws, twisted limbs, spurting slime, and frantic roars!

The aura of death was so thick it was suffocating!

"Xiao Jiang!"

Fang Qingyu's molten gold vertical pupils instantly locked onto the small figure beside him, his voice resolute and carrying an unquestionable command.

"Retreat to the valley entrance! Hold the line!"

Jiang Wei tilted her head up and looked deeply at Fang Qingyu with her red eyes.

No hesitation, no hesitation.

The small figure instantly transformed into a streak of dark red light, retreating at a speed beyond the reach of sight, and landed steadily in front of the violently fluctuating force field barrier at the valley entrance, hovering in the air.

The crimson domain expanded once more around her, like an inextinguishable lighthouse lit in a sea of ​​death, coldly welcoming the impending onslaught.

Fang Qingyu, the moment Jiang Wei stepped back...

Moved.

It is not a burst of speed at the limit of a martial artist's strength.

Rather, it was as if it had broken free from the constraints of gravity.

Om-!
The shadowy black flames silently boiled on the dark gold dragon scales covering its entire body, swirling and flowing like a living thing.

Beneath their feet, the deep, cold, eternal night silently spread.

Then, under the gaze of all the ghosts.

Fang Qingyu's figure slowly, defying common sense, floated up!

It detached from the ground and hovered in mid-air.

It is about several tens of meters above the ground.

Beneath their feet surged a frenzied tide of black ghosts.

Above them were cracks in the sky, shattered and filthy, constantly spewing monsters.

Ahead stood a Vajra Buddha, towering like a mountain and burning with eerie green flames.

Fang Qingyu just floated there quietly.

Its body, covered in shadowy black flames and dark gold dragon scales, looked like a demon god emerging from the ancient darkness in the dim light.

The prominent dragon horns on its forehead gleamed with a cold, hard luster.

The molten gold vertical pupils calmly surveyed the surging, world-destroying tide below.

The thick, inky darkness of the Eternal Night Territory seemed to possess a life of its own, frantically gathering and compressing around him.

Two lifelike small black dragons, composed of pure dark energy and shadowy black flames, slowly took shape beside him!

They circled and danced around Fang Qingyu, emitting deep and majestic dragon roars.

Deep black flames burned within the dragon's eyes, emanating a terrifying aura capable of annihilating everything. At this moment, Fang Qingyu was no longer a mere martial artist.

He is not only a master of Dragon Fist, but also a boundary patroller who controls darkness and space!
The power of the two systems merged to its extreme at this moment, reaching an unprecedented peak!
Fang Qingyu hovered above the Sea of ​​Death.

One person, two dragons.

Faced with an overwhelming tide of ghostly foes, powerful enough to engulf everything.

Facing that colossal Vajra Buddha, a figure embodying both compassion and malevolence.

In the vertical pupils of molten gold, endless madness and distortion are reflected.

The sound was calm and deep, yet it seemed to contain an ancient will that transcends time and space.

It rang out clearly in this clamorous purgatory, drowning out the howls of all the deadly ghosts:

"In a cage?"

"Let's see who the real caged bird is!!!"

The moment the words fell!
The foremost Tide of Fate, a black wave composed of shadow hounds, venomous flies, and rock golems, was less than ten meters away from the suspended Fang Qingyu!
Malicious claws and teeth, foul-smelling saliva, spraying corrosive slime, and a twisted, wailing face.
The stench of death swept over us!

The next moment, it will completely devour Fang Qingyu!

Just at this critical moment, when Fang Qingyu was about to be completely engulfed by the black tide.

Fang Qingyu slowly raised his right arm, which was encircled by the two dark dragons.

Facing the surging tide of world destruction.

Facing the colossal Vajra Buddha, as imposing as a mountain.

Facing this shattered world, utterly corrupted by filth.

Spread your five fingers wide, then clench them tightly in the air!

A deep, majestic syllable, seemingly from the highest heavens or the depths of the soul, like an ancient decree, suddenly resounded throughout the entire Black Pine Valley:

"Divine Judgment."

"Heavenly Guidance!!!"

……

Om-! ! !
Time seemed to have been paused at this moment.

It was as if it had been accelerated to the extreme!
An indescribable will, whose color and form were beyond description, erupted from the center of Fang Qingyu's suspended body!

That was not energy, not fluctuation, but a pure command that transcended the rules!
With the arrival of this will.

Above Fang Qingyu's head, the sky, which was covered by countless filthy spatial rifts and a black tide of life ghosts, suddenly collapsed inward!
A massive, slowly rotating, pitch-black vortex, so large it blotted out the entire sky at the bottom of the valley, appeared out of nowhere!
The vortex was incredibly deep, as if it connected to the ultimate darkness of the universe.

The vortex spun, emanating an irresistible and inescapable terrifying pull!
next second!
That surging, overwhelming tide of life-destroying demons, carrying a will to tear everything apart, was about to engulf Fang Qingyu.
Whether it's a low-level Shadowhound, Corruption Fly, or Rock Golem!

It's still a mid-tier Iron-Eating Demon variant, Shadow Weaver!

Even those mountain demons exuding terrifying pressure and the fleshy mountain of poisonous miasma spewing poisonous mist!

Their movements, their howls, their violence.
It came to an abrupt halt the moment the will of "Divine Judgment and Heavenly Guidance" descended!

It felt as if an invisible giant hand had grabbed my throat and pressed the pause button!

Next!

Tsk! Tsk! Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!
Countless thin, yet perfectly condensed, jet-black rays of light, like chains of living laws, silently descended from the center of that enormous dark vortex!

With absolute precision, it instantly connected to the core of each of the demons below!

Whether it's the rotting flies flying in the sky, the shadowy hounds and mandrills running wildly on the ground, or the shadow weavers lurking in the shadows!

Without exception!

Fine black rays, like the strings of a marionette, tightly connect them to that world-destroying dark vortex!

Then--

Surge!

There was no struggle! No resistance! Not the slightest hesitation!

Just as Wei Banmeng, Chu Kuanglan, and Lu Jiuyuan broke through the force field barrier and stepped back into this infernal battlefield!
Under their horrified, almost breathless gazes!
That overwhelming tide of ghostly beings, numbering in the tens of thousands, was enough to instantly engulf an entire legion!
Like the most devout believer, they heard the call to their final destination!

Like a manipulated puppet, carrying out supreme commands!
They maintained the posture of charging, biting, and roaring as before, but their bodies defied the laws of physics, as if they had lost their weight. They were pulled by countless black rays of light, moving silently and in an eerie and orderly manner towards the huge dark vortex in the sky!

It flew backwards!

The shadow dog's limbs were stiff, its fangs exposed, yet it rose as if on a pilgrimage!

The putrefied fly hovered, its wings flapping, dripping venom, yet it resolutely plunged into the darkness!
The rock golem defied gravity, clumsily but resolutely rising into the air!

The Iron Devourer's metal armor reflected the eerie light of the vortex, like a weary bird returning to its nest!

The ferocity in the mandrill's crimson eyes faded, leaving only an eerie emptiness and submissiveness!
The fleshy, monstrous body of the mountain of flesh, writhing in toxic miasma, spewed out poisonous fog, yet it was as docile as a sheep returning home!

The Shadow Weaver's thick shadows distorted in the light, and the crystallized pain shimmered faintly, yet could not stop its upward trajectory...

Densely packed! Covering the sky and blotting out the sun!
Countless spirits of various shapes and sizes, drawn by the black threads of law, flowed silently and devoutly toward the dark vortex that devoured everything, like rivers flowing into the sea or moths drawn to a flame!

There were no screams, no struggles, only a chilling, deathly silence of order!

This scene was bizarre! Shocking! It defied all expectations!

It's enough to instantly shatter the mind of any witness!

"What the hell is this?!"

Chu Kuanglan's mouth gaped open, his jaw almost dislocated, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, completely unaware of it.

Lu Jiuyuan's hand holding the knife trembled violently, his pupils dilated to their limit, as if he were witnessing the most unbelievable nightmare in the world.

For the first time, all color drained from Wei Banmeng's usually cold face. Her lips trembled slightly, and her usually calm eyes were now filled with extreme shock, confusion, and a hint of fear.

This is absolutely not the power of a martial artist! This is absolutely not the domain of a religious follower!
This...this seems more like a divine judgment and retribution of mortals!?

And in this bizarre and soul-stirring scene!
The colossal Vajra Buddha, as massive as a mountain, stared intently at the dark vortex devouring its "subjects" with its enormous eyes burning with eerie green flames, and at the tiny figure suspended in the air below the vortex, like a dark overlord.

For the first time, the eerie smile on its face, a mixture of pity and malevolence, froze completely!
Instead, there was a mixture of extreme rage, disbelief, and... a deep-seated fear!
"Roar--!!!"

The Vajra Buddha let out an unprecedented, frenzied roar, as if it had been thoroughly enraged!

The massive body suddenly moved.

Ignore the eerie vortex and the surging tide of life-giving ghosts that it has drawn in!
The remaining seven arms, covered in bronze scales and ending in giant vajras, were like seven colossal pillars supporting the collapsing sky, carrying a terrifying power that could crush the air, and were raised high at the same time!

Dark golden Buddhist and demonic power frantically condensed and compressed on the seven arms.

It has only one goal.

Fang Qingyu, who was suspended in the air, unleashed this "blasphemous" ability!

Interrupt him! We must interrupt him! At all costs!
Seven colossal, awe-inspiring arms, like a cataclysmic punishment, tore through the air, leaving seven terrifying trajectories that distorted the air, like seven falling dark gold stars, crashing down on Fang Qingyu, who was in some profound state below the vortex!

This strike contained the full power of a peak second-tier Vajra Buddha! It contained the terrifying power of the intertwining of Buddha and demon!
Enough to completely flatten a mountain!
"Aoko!"

Jiang Wei's golden pupils suddenly contracted.

The tiny figure instantly unleashed a speed that surpassed all limits!

It appeared out of thin air ahead of time, on the trajectory of the seven giant arms of Vajra Buddha falling.

Faced with the world-destroying attack that was like seven small mountains crushing down, Jiang Wei's figure was as small as a firefly in a storm!

But her eyes were cold and resolute.

No words were spoken!
In an instant, the tiny hands formed an extremely complex and ancient hand seal in front of the chest!

“Buzz——!!!”

A dark red light, far more intense and profound than before, seemingly capable of burning away all the heavens and myriad realms and causing even the rules to wail in despair, erupted from Jiang Wei's small body at its core!

The light instantly condensed into an enormous, almost tangible, dark red rhomboid crystal wall.

On the crystal wall, countless mysterious and complex runes, seemingly drawn from burning stars, flowed wildly!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—!!

Seven terrifying explosions, powerful enough to tear the sky apart, rang out almost simultaneously!

Seven colossal Vajra arms, imbued with the power to destroy the world, slammed down on the seemingly fragile but actually indestructible dark red crystal wall!
The blinding dark gold power of the Buddha and demon intertwined wildly with the dark red divine light that burned away the rules.

The devastating shockwave, like an invisible giant hammer, slammed down in all directions.

The force field barrier twisted violently, emitting a piercing shriek as it struggled under the strain, its light flickering erratically, as if it were about to collapse at any moment!
The earth below was forced to collapse several meters downwards by the terrifying impact!

Countless remains of dead ghosts and ruins were instantly shattered into dust.

Jiang Wei's small body trembled violently, like a leaf in a storm!

The dark red crystal wall made a teeth-grinding cracking sound!
Countless fine cracks instantly covered the surface of the crystal wall!

Jiang Wei's face instantly lost all color, and a trace of pale golden blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, but her red pupils still burned with an indomitable flame, desperately supporting the crystal wall!

One person! One wall!
He withstood the full force of the seven-armed attack of the peak second-tier Vajra Buddha!

"Grass!!!!"

Chu Kuanglan's roar was like that of a wounded beast, instantly waking Wei Banmeng and Lu Jiuyuan from their extreme shock!
"Get it!!!"

Without any hesitation! Without any words needed.

A desperate, mad glint instantly flashed in the eyes of the three.

Chu Kuanglan's molten lava energy erupted recklessly, transforming him into a burning crimson meteor. His fists, wrapped in boiling lava, slammed into the Vajra Buddha's giant arm joint that was bombarding the crystal wall with a resolute determination to incinerate the eight wastelands!

Lu Jiuyuan transformed into a whirlwind, his blade light condensing into a sliver of cold moon, moving at extreme speed, his target aimed directly at the relatively vulnerable inner elbow of the other giant arm!

Wei Banmeng's Xuanchi Twin Blades were instantly drawn, and the Ice Blue Blade Domain shrank to its limit, transforming into two intersecting Ice Blue Blade Auras that seemed to freeze time and space. With a chilling sharpness and sluggishness, they slashed fiercely at the wrist of the third giant arm!
Boom! Sizzle! Crack!

Three explosions rang out almost simultaneously!

Chu Kuanglan's Lava Burst Fist shattered the bronze scales at his joints, sending them flying everywhere.

Lu Jiuyuan's Jingfeng Jueying Blade tore a deep, bone-revealing wound on the inside of his elbow.

Wei Banmeng's Ice Soul Twin Slashes froze and tore apart the wrist joint of that giant arm.

Although the three attacks could not seriously injure the Vajra Buddha, they successfully tore open three tiny openings in its terrifying attack with all seven arms outstretched!

The bombardment from the three arms was delayed!

This bought Jiang Wei a precious moment of respite!
And now!
Fang Qingyu was suspended beneath a dark vortex, surrounded by countless flying ghosts.

Those eyes, completely filled with deep darkness, slowly turned and emotionlessly locked onto the Vajra Buddha below, who was even more enraged by the thwarted attack.

With a slight movement of his lips, a voice, clear and distinct, pierced through all the roars of explosions and the sound of shattering crystal walls, reaching the depths of Vajra Buddha's soul:
"Don't rush."

That's it.

"now you."

(End of this chapter)