Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 1055 Twists and turns

After Yayu left, Xu Xuan immediately turned around and respectfully offered three more sticks of incense to the Heavenly Venerable.

"Heavenly Venerable One, I didn't cause any trouble." He said, offering incense and praying, while muttering to the statue.

"But in this netherworld, there are actually monsters daring to provoke you at your doorstep, and even going so far as to unleash calamities to poison living beings. Look at this."

"I simply can't stand by and watch. Just give me a look, and I'll risk my life to uphold the dignity of the Heavenly Venerable!"

Xu Bailian began to use her powers.

His inner journey in just a few days was full of twists and turns.

When the Father first learned that the enemy was Yayu, who was preparing to resurrect, he was not flustered at all.

In his view, even if a being that has not been fully resurrected is conscious, it is extremely weak, and he is already adept at taking advantage of its weakness to kill it.

To strike at the heart of the enemy's lair is the kind of spirit a protagonist should possess.

When the BOSS blocked the entrance just now, we were actually preparing to make a strategic retreat and temporarily let the Yellow Springs dungeon go.

After all, the opponent's appearance and aura were undeniably impressive and formidable.

Why dirty your hands with such a trivial matter? It's better to return to the human world and prepare for the second battle.

However, during the exchange, taking advantage of the proximity to the Heavenly Venerable statue, he secretly scanned the statue with the White Lotus Dharma Image, and his mindset began to waver.

Strong, very strong.

Even in its soul form, it exudes an extremely strong sense of oppression, far stronger than its normal form.

The power contained within the solidified core of the divine soul is simply unfathomable. If He were to truly be resurrected and regain His full strength, even a master of the monkey's caliber would likely face a headache.

"However, since He dares not step into this Heavenly Venerable Palace even half a step, it means He still has some reservations."

Moreover, its soul is incomplete and not perfect.

The white lotus image keenly observed this small opening and then, with the blessing of Ksitigarbha Pure Land, completely saw through it.

After all, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's status is already exceptionally high, and in the underworld, he can be elevated by half a body position, surpassing even ordinary Buddhas.

A dead ancient fallen god naturally cannot resist it, nor can he even detect it.

While physical defects can be repaired, defects in the soul are a grave taboo that only exacerbates the tragedy.

If another external force intervenes and impacts him, he will either lose his mind or, in severe cases, become confused and self-destruct. This is practically a breakthrough point prepared specifically for him.

It seems that although the elixir of immortality can protect the last glimmer of life, it cannot allow the soul to enter the underworld intact, which is completely different from the situation when my soul entered the underworld intact.

Among the enemies Xu Xuan had fought, few had such obvious weaknesses.

Attacking the soul is precisely what the Holy Father excels at. Whether it's the Buddhist's sudden awakening, the White Lotus's secret technique of the Finger of No Life, or even the essence of Boqi's dream-eating, the impact on the spirit is paramount.

If we can seize the initiative, then unleash our ultimate move.
"Is it still worth a fight?"

Once this thought arises, it grows wildly in my mind.

However, a 50/50 chance of winning is clearly not a safe bet.

"Heavenly Venerable, with powerful enemies at our doorstep, if I could receive even a trace of your Daoist blessing or a token of your protection, I would certainly do my utmost to uphold the righteous path."

He continued to exert his power, his tone so sincere that even the stones would be moved.

However, there was still no response from within the Heavenly Venerable Hall. Not only had the great deity not manifested, but even the stone lion beneath him remained motionless. Only wisps of smoke curled within the hall, an awkward silence pervading the space.

"It seems my affinity with Taoism isn't very strong."

Since they couldn't borrow any external help, they had to rely on themselves. Leaving the Heavenly Venerable Hall, they found Duke Zhuang of Zheng, who was preparing his troops.

"The plan needs to be put on hold. I just saw the real Yayu."

Under the shocked gaze of Duke Zhuang of Zheng, he briefly explained what had just happened, so that his ally could be mentally prepared.

In conclusion, "Now that we've already faced the final boss, they must be on guard. This strategy of dividing our forces to lure them in is unlikely to work."

It's just too late.

"They've all been arranged, ready to wreak havoc in the underworld at any time."

"So fast?" Xu Xuan looked at Wu Sheng in shock. As expected of a historical figure, he really understood the importance of speed in warfare.

Duke Zhuang of Zheng sighed helplessly, "It's because you spent too long at the Heavenly Venerable Hall."

What may seem like just burning incense and exchanging a few words actually takes a long time, including the time spent sincerely cleaning and the time spent in a standoff between those inside and outside the door.

Besides, these subordinates are all vicious and ruthless. After repeated defeats, they have lost control of themselves and have no other choice but to act this way.

The hegemon of the Spring and Autumn Period spoke calmly, but his eyes showed a hint of weariness.

Rather than continuing to suppress them and letting them riot, it's better to send them out immediately. Whether they live or die is up to fate.

"Ok."

Since that was the case, Xu Xuan could only suppress his various thoughts and begin to make preparations for the battle.

Wusheng frowned deeply. This strategist king couldn't understand why the enemy's commander would deliberately appear and talk to the opposing commander during a battle between two armies.

In the Spring and Autumn Period, it was common for two armies to send envoys to each other before a battle, but it was unheard of for the commander-in-chief to personally appear.

In fact, the Stone King knew the reason for this disharmony.

"Because Yayu is the strong one, and the strong can do whatever they want."

Perhaps it's because Xu Xuan's portrayal of a strongman is so deeply ingrained in people's minds that the invincible confidence he exudes in every gesture has become ingrained in his very being.

It's more likely that his ability to move freely in the underworld was too astonishing. To be able to walk on waves and casually burn the sea of ​​red spider lilies with karmic fire is a feat that no ordinary expert could accomplish.

Even Wusheng, who had only known him for a few days, was now convinced that this big shot who had come all the way from the mortal realm to "settle things" must be terrifyingly powerful.

This hegemon of the Spring and Autumn Period even subconsciously overlooked the most crucial question: Could Xu Xuan actually defeat the spirit of an ancient, fallen deity?

In reality, Yayu did not consider Xu Xuan a true opponent at all.

The enthusiasm shown in making a special appearance to talk was more like admiring an interesting toy, or appreciating the style of postmodern humans.

In fact, according to normal thinking, this battle should never have happened.

The disparity in strength is so stark that the gap between the two sides, whether in terms of individual combat power or military strength, is abnormally large.

Xu Xuan thought he was good at fighting, simply because he was Xu Xuan.

Their past record was simply too dreamlike, as if they were invincible.

Even now, Stone King, his personal guard who has followed him for a long time, cannot understand why someone as powerful as Cloud Lord would ultimately perish at the hands of this human who seems to have a less-than-top-tier cultivation level.

Of course, Xu Xuan would never reveal these thoughts to anyone.

Anyway, those fierce and evil spirits have already been sent out.

Let this battle in the underworld, which is destined to be anything but peaceful, unfold according to its own course.

The three sat around a simple stone table, taking out their respective magical treasures and examining them carefully.

Xu Xuan first gently stroked the faintly visible dragon pattern on his wrist. This was a life-saving item given to him by Bai Suzhen. Its sword intent was contained within, and it could be transformed into a shocking strike at any time.

Then he examined the ancient "Fengdu Plantain" in his arms. This spiritual herb, obtained from the Dragon Lord, glowed with a faint blue light in the Netherworld environment, and was a treasure to resist the erosion of the Yellow Springs.

Having it is one of the reasons why I dare to fight in the underworld.

At worst, we can use the water ghost tactic to drag the demon into the water and cleanse its soul in the underworld.

He then took out his most treasured possessions one by one from the jade pot and placed them close to his body.

He went over the characteristics of each magical artifact in his mind three times and deduced more than ten possible tactics.

As long as he gets a chance to get close, and as long as he can attack the opponent's fragmented soul, this battle is in the bag.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly wiped the photo pearl clean and even recorded a declaration before setting off.

Even a saintly figure can record their life; that's the charm of social media.

the next day.

The entire Yellow Springs Ghost Chasing Hell suddenly became lively.

From the Bridge of Helplessness to the Sea of ​​Red Spider Lilies, from the Ferry of the Underworld to the Hill of the Netherworld, monsters and spirits are causing chaos everywhere.

Some ran and roared on the riverbank, some rolled and howled in the sea of ​​flowers, and some even jumped directly into the Yellow Springs, stirring up the river water.

These crazed spirits, with no rhyme or reason, disrupted the stability of various spatial nodes.

The demons searching for an exit were greatly annoyed by the disturbance. Land in the underworld was scarce, and every safe point was crucial. They had no choice but to send troops out to suppress the demons.

At this moment, Xu Xuan was leading Shi Wang and Wu Sheng along a hidden path, advancing rapidly towards the enemy's heartland.

"If the enemy is prepared, then we will switch to reconnaissance."

"If the enemy is unprepared, then strike with all your might, just like the story of Bolangsha."

Be flexible and adaptable.

Of course, Wusheng still didn't know what the story of Bolangsha was, but judging from his tone, it was similar to his own experience of shooting the Zhou emperor with an arrow.

All three were extraordinary individuals, and their stealth speed was extremely fast.

Stone King's sensitivity to the energy of earth and stone allowed the team to always find the safest path, Wu Sheng's familiarity with the terrain helped them avoid several dangerous checkpoints, and Xu Xuan even extended the White Lotus Dharma Form to its fullest extent, sensing all the movements around them.

News continued to arrive along the way through special means.

Those few hundred soldiers sent out to act erratically actually caused quite a bit of chaos. Their aimless running around confused the enemy and created an unexpected diversionary effect.

"Something's not right." Xu Xuan suddenly stopped, his brows furrowed.

"Is there something wrong?" Duke Zhuang of Zheng looked around warily.

Xu Xuan pondered for a moment and said, "Yayu has already seen me and knows we might take some action. Logically, they should have already laid a trap by now."

However, along the way, apart from the patrol teams that were led away by the mad monsters, they encountered almost no significant obstacles.

The enemy's main camp is right ahead, yet even the most basic vigilance hasn't been strengthened.

I always thought this would be a tough battle, and I was even prepared to retreat at any time. But it turns out the enemy's defenses were really so lax?

The Stone King understood this principle quite well; having cultivated in the demon realm for a thousand years, he was accustomed to such behavior.

"Back then, the sovereign didn't care about any of his subordinates. When the eight demon kings were defeated one by one, he never showed up."

"The strong only need to carry out their own will, while the weak only need to be subservient."

Yun Zhongjun's style of doing things is exactly the same as Yayu's at this moment.

The world of demons has always been a dog-eat-dog world. Abandoning subordinates is out of the question; tragedies such as devouring mates and slaughtering offspring are commonplace.

Building up a faction is nothing more than driving lesser demons to fight to the death. True powerhouses will only fight and compete with opponents of equal strength. This is the tradition of the demon race.

Shi Wang's tone was calm, as if he were stating a very simple fact, but there was still some resentment in his voice.

(End of this chapter)