Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 1061: The Second Stage Begins
Deep within Luoyang, several important figures who were discussing important matters in a secret room suddenly froze, a look of disbelief flashing in their eyes.

It was as if I could see a pure white lotus blooming proudly amidst blood and fire in the depths of the boundless underworld.

The group exchanged bewildered glances, inwardly groaning: Here we go again?!
This was not the first time they had been alarmed by such an extraordinary phenomenon that transcended the boundaries of Yin and Yang.

Each time the white lotus blooms, it signifies that the Holy Mother somewhere in the Three Realms is doing something earth-shattering, and it also means that they themselves are about to suffer.

Some clever ones had already taken out life-saving pills from their pockets, while others went directly to secluded places to silently endure the impact.

Some even took out an image of the Virgin Mary, hung it up, and began to pray.

Holy Mother, please say something if you have something to say.

Meanwhile, Xu Xuan in the underworld was completely unconcerned about whether the aftershocks of his battle would disturb the mortal realm.

He was intently focusing on locating the coordinates of his hometown, preparing for a truly "big" undertaking.

The Holy Father has always fought the BOSS as a "high-level fusion material," either by borrowing the power of the Yangtze River Dragon King, using Bai Suzhen's supernatural powers, or by merging with Xiaoqing.

Or perhaps it's the role of a strategic commander, using various tactics to weaken the enemy, and finally punishing them with a righteous mob attack.

But this time, the reason why he dared to solo the Yellow Springs dungeon was because he had his eye on the essence of Yayu: a divine soul that had not yet been fully resurrected!

If you have the ruthlessness to dare to bring about another cataclysmic collision...
Ancient gods and immortal beasts, before true power, all spirits and souls must be shattered!

Now, all that's missing is an opportunity, a perfect opportunity.

However, Yayu remained completely calm in the face of the sudden sneak attack from the Shura Blade.

There was little surprise in those dark green pupils; as if they had expected it, they swung their stone axes the moment the blade formation was complete.

Simple, deadly.

The stone axe drew several perfect arcs in the air, seemingly simple and unadorned, yet containing terrifying power.

With the first axe blow, the three heads of the Asura's form were severed.

With the second axe blow, all six arms were shattered at the root.

With the third axe, the newly formed four-colored wheel turned into countless tiny stars and completely disintegrated.

At the same time, the very body of this set of magical artifacts, considered top-tier by the demonic sects, was also shattered. The twenty-seven Asura Blades were like paper before the stone axe, reduced to a mass of metallic slag that shimmered with an eerie light.

Before the evil scriptures engraved on the blade could cause any trouble, they were all swallowed by Yayu with a single inhale.

Then, with a casual exhale, the refined evil power turned into a wisp of black smoke, fell into the Yellow Springs water, and vanished without a trace.

Xu Xuan's pupils contracted slightly, genuinely surprised.

This old man has some skill.

But what about the colorful, poisonous soft red sand?
At the very moment the Asura Blade Formation was broken, the sky had somehow transformed into a dreamlike and magnificent color.

Poisonous clouds poured down like a magnificent aurora borealis, enveloping the entire battlefield in a beautiful yet deadly halo.

This is a trump card obtained from the Venerable Poison Dragon, specifically designed to deal with various special enemies.

"Roar!!!!"

A deafening roar erupted from the seemingly refined Yayu's mouth.

This ancient deity finally revealed its side as a ferocious beast. The eerie sound waves mixed with materialized air waves swept across like an invisible broom, actually blowing away the dazzling poisonous creatures that filled the sky!
If Venerable Poison Dragon were to have the chance to see his painstakingly crafted magic weapon broken in such a primitive way, he would probably be so angry that he would come back to life.

This is highly illogical, yet it happened nonetheless.

Even Xu Xuan was somewhat taken aback.

The two carefully designed killing moves were both easily neutralized by the opponent.
So the Holy Father, surrounded by pure white light, retreated repeatedly, his robes fluttering, as if he wanted to temporarily avoid the sharp edge.

But Yayu was not swayed by this pretentious aura.

Instead, it stood still, raising one hand to summon the remaining waters of the Yellow Springs that had just been used to summon wind and rain, transforming them into a storm that cleansed the hidden spaces in all directions.

"laugh--"

A short sword, entirely black, was the first to be washed out.

This evil sword, rooted in the embryo of human wickedness, let out a mournful scream in the rain and wind of the underworld, which contained the power of purification.

The already short blade broke apart again, finally whimpering as it retreated into the depths of the Evil Land, never daring to show itself again, adding another defeat to its record.

Immediately afterwards, countless azure beads were swept out. Before these Gui Water Yin Thunders could be successfully triggered, they were all annihilated by the Yellow Spring Water in the void, without even causing the slightest ripple.

Just then, an almost transparent sword light silently struck Ya Yu's brow! It was the Yuan Gui Divine Sword that had been secretly unleashed!
"clang!"

The retreating stone axe blocked the fatal blow at just the right moment.

The cold poison contained in the Gui Water True Essence had no effect on the Yinyu of the soul and body, and the strange power of the Taiyin Yuan Magnetism was even more helpless against this stone axe.

He shattered the mysterious ice that was spreading along the axe handle, and with a backhand horizontal slash, he swept away all the yellow sand and demonic fire that rushed towards him, along with the scattered fragments hidden within them.

Yayu's stone axe flew up and down, seemingly clumsy, yet it always managed to deflect various attacks with the most exquisite trajectory.

Xu Xuan watched helplessly as his opponent wielded a large axe with impenetrable skill, as skillfully as Zhang Fei embroidering, completely thwarting all the insidious tactics he had painstakingly devised, leaving no room for error.

Before going to hell, he made a special trip all over the country to collect all the useful treasures for self-defense, which can be described as a collection of all kinds of insidious methods.

Now, even though his fingers have been standing upright for a while, he still hasn't found an opportunity to deliver that final, deadly blow.

Is this... cheating?

Xu Xuan even began to suspect that the other party might have some ability to foresee the future.

Yes, I have seen him.

While calmly swinging her axe, Yayu still had the energy to answer his questions.

The stone axe drew a perfect arc in the air, precisely shattering the three Shu Mountain magical artifacts that attacked from different angles.

"Humans weren't strong from the beginning, and not all of them are strong. In order to survive and to fight for living space, they are capable of anything in battle."

With a single axe stroke, it dispersed the quietly spreading mist and continued, "The key to humanity's ultimate rise to become the protagonist of the world lies in its skillful use of tools and wisdom."

These words, spoken casually, reveal the deepest logic behind the rise of the human race.

Of course, that's what she says, but in reality, Yayu is under a lot of pressure.

On the surface, he appeared calm and composed, but in reality, he had already elevated his combat awareness to the extreme.

While the ancient human race did use methods to conceal their vision and set traps, it was rare to find someone as ruthless as Xu Xuan, who could set up more than a dozen insidious methods in an instant.

These moves are intricately linked, combining deception and reality; if it were still in its original, irrational monster form, it would definitely fall for them.

Modern humans should not be underestimated.

This thrill of teetering on the edge of death allowed Yayu to experience the long-lost vitality of life. It could feel the long-suppressed beast within it gradually awakening.
Deep within the dark green pupils, a hint of scarlet crimson quietly spread.

Xu Xuan sighed inwardly upon hearing this.

The essence of postmodern tactics is also quite retro.

Oh, our ancestors! You've already walked my path ahead of time!

Then, his brow furrowed and a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes. "Then let's continue!"
Do you really think this is all the tricks I have?
There are thirty-seven plans prepared in the storage magic treasure. Today, I'm going to show you what a young man can do!

then
At some point, a peculiar, fishy smell began to permeate the battlefield.

The smell wasn't like blood or rot, but rather a more ancient and ominous odor.

Under the unbridled clash of these two powerful figures, Huang Quan has suffered endless calamities.

The two instances of summoning wind and rain cleansed away hundreds of thousands of demons and monsters, and the aftershocks of the subsequent battles caused the Yellow Springs to churn and even caused multiple breaks in the riverbed.

This level of destruction has severely disrupted the normal operation of the Yellow Springs Ghost Chasing Hell, and even affected the order of the entire Northern Capital Luofeng Netherworld Hell.

The rules of heaven and earth began to spontaneously backfire.

With the help of invisible rules, the calamity energy expanded wildly, greedily absorbing negative energy from all sides.

The grievances of the dead, the resentment of the living, and the rage of the rules—all these became nourishment for the calamity.

Lightning and thunder descended without warning, dark clouds pressed down low, and invisible air currents poured into the battlefield, carrying a chilling aura of destruction.

The two powerful figures were still engrossed in their battle, completely unaware that a real crisis was quietly approaching.

Moreover, this crisis is not directed at any one party. It is a joint punishment from heaven and earth for those who break the rules. It is a calamity and a hardship for both sides!
After an exceptionally fierce battle, Xu Xuan and Ya Yu were both sent flying backward, each leaving long trails in the void.

It could be due to excessive excitement, beastly instincts, or perhaps the soul itself simply couldn't withstand such intense combat.
At this delicate moment, wisps of crimson mist flew out from the depths of the core island, as if summoned, and silently merged into Yayu's divine soul.

A flicker of barely suppressed madness flashed in his dark green pupils, but it was quickly suppressed.

Its body twisted slightly unnaturally, as if something was trying to break free from within, but it was quickly held down by its will.

That once handsome and elegant face had unknowingly acquired a ferocious look, and the golden divine mark between his brows was gradually fading, as if it had been eroded by some kind of filth.

However, their fighting strength cannot be suppressed.

As the blood mist continued to merge, it displayed even greater power and a more frenzied fighting stance.

At this moment, Yayu had completely abandoned defense and turned to a fight to the death.

The axe technique became more expansive and powerful, each strike carrying the momentum of mutual destruction, shattering all of Xu Xuan's carefully laid-out tactics with this indiscriminate ferocity.

When the protective aura of Buddha was cleaved open by a heavy axe, the Holy Father finally realized that something was wrong.

Has the enemy silently initiated the second phase? Should we retreat first?

Despite having the upper hand, a barely perceptible sadness flashed in Ya Yu's eyes.

The fighting spirit in its heart began to decline as its power increased, because it knew all too well what that meant.

The battle of the soul reached the boundary between life and death, triggering a bestial invasion. Was it an instinctive fear of dying completely?

Elixir of immortality, elixir of immortality.

The curse of immortality was completed, leaving only regret; I lie alone in the spring, forgetting the past years.

Yayu sighed bitterly in her heart.

Its greatest enemy has never been Da Yi, nor the troublesome human cultivator before it, but itself.

This curse of immortality prevented it from finding true release, and even the desire to die became a luxury.

It was thought that Yi's arrow had broken all the shackles, but the Yellow Emperor's elixir of immortality transcended life and death, leaving behind this eternal curse of immortality.

It will eventually continue to be that monster that has lost its dignity, its status, and its emotions.

but.
This time is different.

Yayu's gaze refocused on Xu Xuan, a resolute glint flashing in his gradually beast-like pupils.

He gripped the stone axe tightly once more. This time, the axe blade no longer carried a simple fighting spirit, but something more complex and profound.

The desire of the dead to be resurrected is a challenge to the limits of life.

For a deity, the pursuit of death is a challenge of their own.

Therefore, Xu Xuan is the last hope.

Yayu could clearly sense that this human possessed a special power or status that could truly kill her and end this curse of immortality at its root.

However, this human is too young and has not yet reached its peak.

His power is not pure enough, and his realm is not perfect enough; he still needs time to hone it.

Before the divine lines between her brows had completely faded, Yayu suddenly looked up at the opposite side and let out a clear yet eerie cry, like that of a baby.

(End of this chapter)