Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 556 Thunder Summoned
"Sister, you've helped me!"
Jingzhe.

The spring thunder begins to sound and all things come back to life.

Bai Suzhen, dressed in plain white, stepped onto the north bank.

Looking up at the sky, one sees rolling dark clouds and flashes of lightning. Today, the yin and yang energies of heaven and earth converge, making it the perfect time to worship the Great Emperor of Thunder from the Nine Heavens.

With a flick of his sleeve, a jade table appeared out of thin air. On the table were three kinds of sacrificial animals and five kinds of fruit, with incense and candles swirling around.

This arrangement is extremely professional, and the offerings are all extraordinary items.

Even the Dragon King nodded repeatedly upon seeing this; this was the standard procedure for inviting gods. What was Xu Bailian doing?

At this moment, Bai Suzhen formed a hand seal and chanted incantations:

"On the day when the Asuras in the heavens clashed, and the calamity on earth was raging, the four-headed manifestation displayed supernatural powers, and the eight arms displayed the power of the Dao. He often traveled before the sun and moon, and stood alone in the three realms of war. His majestic light was magnificent, and his wondrous appearance was perfect. He enabled all beings to transcend all suffering. The void has an end, but his original vow is infinite. Great Compassionate and Great Vow Great Sage Great Merciful Nine Heavens Thunder Ancestor Great Emperor!"

As the Primordial Mother of the Dipper presented her prayers to the Mysterious Law, the image of the Old Mother appeared in the sky.

The one invited was the Heavenly Mother Holy Image, the Great Holy Image of the Dipper Mother Marici Heaven, from the "Dao Fa Hui Yuan, Volume 83, The Hidden Book of Innate Thunder Crystal".

It has three heads and eight arms, holding the sun, moon, bow and arrow, golden spear, golden bell, arrow shield, and precious sword. It wears a sky-blue robe, rides a fire chariot, and is led by seven white pigs. The messenger stands in front to receive orders and appears in a large circle of light.

It's possible that only a powerful figure Bai Suzhen could summon through her sect's authority responded to this ceremony.

Although the immortals and gods have vanished, the power of their vows can still be mobilized using secret methods and authorized permissions.

"The Jade Altar stands majestically, towering high in the Taiwei Mountains. Golden-armored cavalry, surrounded by billions. Sweeping away the evil spirits, eradicating all wickedness."

"Clear the cloud path, descend to the heavenly throne. So be it!"

The sky suddenly brightened. A bolt of purple lightning ripped through the sky and struck straight down.

The power of the divine thunder was earth-shattering, and Master Mao, Yan Chixia, and Li Yingqi all looked up at the sky.

Xiaoqing stood there, stunned.

Why did the lightning strike me?

Sister, you've attacked the wrong demon!

Thunder is extremely fast, and with the Nine Heavens Thunder Ancestor summoned, there is simply no way to dodge or avoid it.

what! ! ! !

Right before everyone's eyes, the Water God of Taihu Lake was struck by lightning.

Her hair danced in the electric light, her clothes fluttered, and she was enveloped in a faint purple light.

The battlefield froze for a moment, then
"Hahahahahahahahaha!!!!!"

"I see!"

King Xiaoqing laughed loudly. With a thought, the power of thunder in his palm condensed into a ball, leaping with a heart-stopping blue-purple light.

The light contained the power of destruction and rebirth, as if it could tear space apart and shake the heavens and earth.

The aura exploded completely at this moment, like a surging tsunami, spreading outwards. Wherever it went, the air seemed to be ionized, emitting crackling electric sparks.

It turns out that this bolt of purple lightning was the response of the Thunder Ancestor Emperor.

Bai Suzhen immediately connected this power channel to her younger sister. Since she liked to show off in front of others, she might as well show off a big one.

The little monster finally understood Xu Xuan's happiness.

The temporary trial card has been credited to her account; now she is Lei Bu's human walker.

He formed hand seals and chanted, "All generals of the Thunder Department, heed my command!"

In an instant, thunder roared. Countless bolts of purple lightning descended from the sky, surrounding the demons and monsters below.

The demons were terrified and tried to escape, but found that their surroundings were blocked by lightning.

Bolts of lightning, like dragons emerging from the sea, crisscrossed the heavens and earth. The demons howled in the lightning, some turning to ashes, others revealing their true forms. The entire riverbank was illuminated by the lightning, as if it were daytime.

The clearing process has begun!

At first, the Golden Cymbal Dharma King looked disdainful, thinking it was just a charade, no different from the Taoist transformation techniques used by that pink-skinned fox.

After all, this green snake's magical power and cultivation were inferior to its own, and it didn't even have a ritual to invoke the gods.

Does simply calling someone "sister" help you?

Then I can call upon my ancestor for help, and I won't be any worse off.

Wielding hundreds of sharp claws, it tried to tear apart the illusory lightning. However, when the first bolt of lightning struck its body, its expression changed drastically.

"Ah!" A shrill scream rang out as the centipede demon king was struck by lightning, its entire body charred black, and its hundreds of sharp claws snapped off inch by inch in the lightning.

It was horrified to discover that its demonic power melted away like ice and snow under the thunder.

"No, impossible!" the centipede demon king roared, his eyes filled with terror.
"Nine Heavens Divine Thunder?!"

"How could you possibly master such powerful lightning magic!"

"Who exactly are you?!"

"If you have such a powerful background, why disguise yourself as a lowly snake?!"

Xiaoqing was enjoying what she heard, but look, look, the old centipede is scared of us.

Who is this deity?
I have such a great older sister!

What followed was a snarling, grimacing sound. What the hell does "miscellaneous snake" mean??
Green snake! Green snake! Green snake!

What a stubborn and uncivilized demon! Truly wicked! Even now, he dares to disturb my peace of mind!

He said angrily, "Evil will never prevail over good! Today is the end for you, you filthy centipede!"

His hands moved in a series of hand seals, leaving afterimages.

He muttered to himself, "Sister, help me vanquish the demons!"

Bai Suzhen also simultaneously cast spells and made hand seals, summoning the divine thunder of the Nine Heavens. "The first is the Jade Pivot Thunder, the second is the Jade Palace Thunder, the third is the Jade Pillar Thunder, the fourth is the Supreme Purity Great Cave Thunder, the fifth is the Fire Wheel Thunder, the sixth is the Piercing Dipper Thunder, the seventh is the Wind and Fire Thunder, the eighth is the Flying Swift Thunder, the ninth is the North Pole Thunder, and the thirty-sixth is the Jade Morning Thunder. There are thirty-six gods, which were once presented before the Supreme Lord."

Streaks of lightning, like dragons emerging from the sea, crisscrossed the heavens and earth.

The Golden Cymbal King struggled in agony amidst the lightning, its body shattered by the thunder, its demonic power completely gone.

Finally realizing his end was near, his eyes filled with despair: "No, no!"

However, Xiaoqing showed no pity. She clasped her hands together, and thirty-six bolts of lightning trapped her inside.

The grief and indignation in the heart of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King were palpable, and even his black armor began to turn red.

First, half of his magical power and essence were extracted by the Great Compassionate Dharma King, greatly reducing his strength.

It is the day of the Awakening of Insects again. Spring thunder startles all insects, making one's bones tingle and spirit tremble.

During the battle, the Taoist priest's three divine swords balanced his fortune, while Yan Chixia's "Taiyi Exorcising Sin and Demon-Slaying Protective Curse" shattered his physical body.

Finally, they encountered the Thirty-Six Thunders of the Nine Heavens Thunder Ancestor.

Is this right?
What kind of demon race could withstand this?

Why am I the only one who's so unlucky?

"Heaven is unjust!"

He was then thrown into the thunderclouds, where Xiaoqing was to use the Thirty-Six Thunderbolts to refine the great demon king to death.

At this point, the battle on the north bank of the Yangtze River can be declared over.

Baoan Hall stayed behind to maintain the thundercloud, while the Taihu demon soldiers began to wipe out the remaining monsters.

Seeing that the situation was settled, Bai Suzhen prepared to set off for the desolate mountains in the south.

Although things are going smoothly here, something's not right in the south.

According to the plan, when the butterflies appear, they must immediately return to the barren mountain to join forces to kill the Great Compassionate Dharma King.

But we still haven't seen any signal coming, which is very unusual.

Xu Xuan's butterfly is derived from Zhuangzi's dream of a butterfly, adopts the shape of the Hundred Illusions Butterfly of the South China Sea, and incorporates the concept of "emptiness" from the Heart Sutra.

With advance planning and a strategy of anticipating the enemy's moves, it's practically impossible to completely block them.

Could it be that they haven't arrived yet after all this fighting?
bump!
The white snake broke through the clouds and began to fly towards the agreed location.

Accelerate, accelerate madly, rampaging through the lightning and thunder with unimaginably powerful magic, it was utterly unreasonable.

If the mortals below dared to look up, they would see a long shadow piercing through the sky above the Awakening of Insects.

When she arrived at the location, she found it shrouded in mist, with even the mountain peaks hidden, let alone people.

He raised his hand to cast a spell, summoning a fierce wind that couldn't disperse a single speck.

Huh? !

Upon closer inspection, the outstretched hand revealed a hint of cloud-like authority and a touch of ethereal, dreamlike power.

That's it!

The clouds and mist within originate from the Cloud Lord of Dongting Lake, whose sealing power transcends both inside and outside. It can suppress one's own being and also shield the outside world; it is an extraordinary divine object.

As for the dreamlike atmosphere mixed in, it is the culprit that blocked the butterflies.

Xu Hanwen is in grave danger!

"The Jade Altar stands majestically, towering high in the Taiwei Mountains. Golden-armored cavalry, surrounded by billions. Sweeping away the evil spirits, eradicating all wickedness."

"Clear the cloud path, descend to the heavenly throne. So be it!"

He once again asked Lei Zu to grant him authority, which summoned nine bolts of lightning to cleave a gap in the air. Without a second thought, he flew straight in.

At the same time, he had already gathered the great divine power of thunder in his hands, ready to unleash a powerful attack on the enemy as soon as he entered.

When the fog cleared, she admitted that her knowledge over 1,700 years was somewhat lacking.

This place is now littered with corpses.

The barren mountain no longer exists.

The once towering mountain is now only half its original height.

The mountain looked as if it had been ripped apart by a giant hand, revealing dark rocks at the cut, like a wound on the earth. The air was filled with the smell of burning, mixed with the pungent odor of sulfur, traces of flowing lava.

The dark red lava was still flowing slowly, meandering and twisting, with occasional bubbles rising from it and splashing a few drops of hot liquid.

Above the scorched earth, ghostly energy swirled. Clumps of grayish-black mist sometimes coalesced into human shapes, sometimes dissipated into smoke and dust. Wherever they passed, vegetation withered, and even the rocks were stained with a layer of deathly ash.

Golden light shone through the broken mountain, interspersed with wisps of blood.

A bluish-purple demonic aura soared into the sky, with the shadows of lions and tigers vaguely visible, sometimes coalescing and sometimes dissipating.

The place is as complicated as a pot of porridge; it's impossible to tell which factions are fighting here.

This was already quite horrifying, but what truly horrified Bai Suzhen was the sight of 30,000 ferocious-looking Arhats lying on the ground.

Some lay haphazardly, others piled up, some lying in lava, some hanging from rocks, some upside down in scorched earth—the eerie sights were enough to make anyone's sanity plummet.

Each of them wore a pained expression; the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance had solidified into a tangible form.

With her level of cultivation, she naturally understood that the Lord of the Pure Land had fallen into some kind of illusion or dream, and the Arhat who had taken up the mountain had also fallen into it.

What about Xu Xuan?
Walk down to the foot of half the mountain

Qilicha, who was over three zhang tall, sat cross-legged here, protecting Zhou Qingyun with his divine power of will.

The surrounding lava, demonic energy, and poisonous smoke were all kept out.

(End of this chapter)