Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 696 Garlic Bird
The charging demonic souls hesitated, hovering in mid-air, their scarlet eyes filled with confusion.

"What about that human?"

"I definitely sensed it just now..."

"How did it suddenly turn into a jumbled mess?"

Xu Xuan, disguised in disguise, was secretly delighted and even more proud: "Fortunately, I am proficient in stealth. This disguise is really quite impressive compared to back then."

If they had so many tricks up their sleeves back in Guobei, why would they have gone to such lengths?

Just as I was reminiscing about the past, I heard a voice:
"Fahai!!!"

A furious roar, carrying boundless rage, suddenly exploded, causing the gray mist of the entire Ancient Yunmeng Marsh to tremble.

Wherever the sound waves passed, the lake surface erupted with towering waves of blood, and even the wandering remnants of great demons couldn't help but look up.

Fahai felt a sharp pain in his soul, and when he looked up, he saw that the clouds had been torn open by the violent energy.

Yun Zhongjun arrived through the surging mist, his ever-immaculate white robes now covered in gold dust and black mud.

Those were stains splattered when the sacred mountain of Pure Land struck it. It was still a sacred mountain, a unity of Buddha and demon, indestructible and indestructible.

In terms of instantaneous burst of power, Xu Xuan's strength almost reached the pinnacle of his realm, and even slightly surpassed it, reaching the tail end of the Refining Void and Integrating the Dao stage.

The rather arrogant monarch was so struck that he froze for a second before being swallowed up along with the space around him.

How could I not be angry?

"Damn it..." Xu Xuan watched as the meticulously crafted jade hairpin on the head of the Dongting Monarch was crooked and hadn't been straightened.

If someone of this caliber has their image ruined by such a blow, they're probably already on the kill list.

The dough... is something that important people care about the most.

As expected, as Yun Zhongjun's wide sleeves fluttered, the entire body of water suddenly boiled. Countless water vapors condensed into a gigantic hand that blotted out the sky, and wherever it passed, all demonic souls crumbled.

Those ancient remnants of souls that made Xu Xuan's scalp tingle were torn into pieces like paper and turned into a foul-smelling mist of blood in the hands of this enraged monarch.

"Get out of my way!"

With that cold shout, the giant palm continued its momentum as it struck the thieving monk. Before the palm even arrived, the terrifying pressure shattered his three layers of protective Buddhist light.

This commotion caused the demons of Gu Yunmeng to go berserk, and they pounced on Yun Zhongjun.

Who could blame them when this being, radiating the most vibrant life force at this moment, arrogant as the king of Dongting Lake, didn't bother to conceal his presence?

A massive, chaotic battle suddenly erupted!

The Lord of the Clouds stood in the void, his white robes fluttering, and clouds and mist surging around him like a raging sea.

With a mere wave of his hand, countless bolts of lightning struck down from the sky, blasting the lake surface into towering waves of blood; with another flick of his sleeve, a hurricane arose, carrying sharp, knife-like water vapor that shredded the approaching demonic souls into a cloud of blood mist.

Wind, rain, thunder, and lightning—the power of heaven and earth—are at my fingertips, as easy as using my own limbs!
Xu Xuan hid in the tide of demon souls, clicking his tongue as he fled: "This guy's basic attacks even have special effects. No wonder he acted like a hermit master before."

"If I had that level of cultivation... it's a pity my experience cards have all expired, otherwise I would definitely show this guy what it means to have mountains beyond mountains and people beyond people."

His eyes darted around, and he suddenly grinned, forming a hand seal. The white lotus Dharma image quietly exerted its power.

This kind of environment gives us more room to perform.

Strands of bewitching willpower seeped into the demon souls, making those already frenzied remnant souls even more volatile.

Yun Zhongjun snorted coldly, not bothering to dodge at all. Stepping into the void, each step shattered hundreds of demon souls, and wherever he passed, blood mist exploded and remnant souls wailed, actually carving a straight bloody path through the demon tide!
"Little tricks!"

His voice was cold and resolute, as if he had already seen through everything.

They even identified a culprit within the demon horde.

Xu Xuan's heart skipped a beat, realizing something was wrong. This guy's methods were so domineering and arrogant that he wasn't afraid of those background bosses in the lake at all.

It seems that our understanding of Yunmengze is far greater than we anticipated.

So he fled while trying to figure out how to escape.

The chaos at the edge of Yunmengze also attracted even more powerful remnant souls of the demon race.

"Even in the ancient dream, you can't escape!" Yun Zhongjun's threat was immediately refuted. A gigantic azure dragon blocked his path.

It was a hundred feet tall, with a body like a swimming fish, a tail like a snake, four legs on its back, and its entire body covered with bronze-like scales. At first glance, it resembled an ancient lizard dragon. The most bizarre thing was that several rusty swallowtail iron yokes were wrapped around its tail, a dim rune was branded on its forehead, and on its back... a plain-looking arrow was stuck out.

The dragon's soul was incredibly solid; compared to other remnant souls, it retained almost complete consciousness.

“It’s you…!” Yun Zhongjun’s pupils shrank suddenly.

The azure dragon raised its head and let out a mournful cry, its voice like the weeping of a mandarin duck, shaking the entire ancient Yunmeng Marsh.

His crimson vertical pupils stared intently at Yun Zhongjun, his fragmented memories burning wildly in his soul fire: "You despicable villain! You ruined my two chances to transform into a dragon... I will devour your flesh alive!!"

Yun Zhongjun was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

His laughter was like thunder, causing countless pillars of blood to erupt from the lake's surface: "Hahaha! Who do we have here? It's you, you stupid dragon!"

This was the only overlord in thousands of years who could rival Him for control of Dongting Lake, but unfortunately, He was too stupid and left with a fatal wound, which He then took the opportunity to kill.

"So your remnant soul was hiding here. It's the perfect day to get rid of it all."

Enraged by these words, the Azure Dragon's soul churned violently, and the arrow embedded in its back vibrated with a hum. It suddenly opened its blood-red maw and spewed out a stream of dark blue-green dragon breath.

Yun Zhongjun sneered, and the clouds in his sleeves transformed into a thousand sharp swords, which collided violently with the dragon's breath.

"boom--!!!"

The aftershocks of the clash between the two forces swept in all directions, causing all the demon souls within a radius of a hundred miles to shatter.

Xu Xuan was thrown far away by the shockwave. After finally regaining his balance, his expression became extremely strange.

After observing for a while, I roughly figured out where this guy came from.

As we all know, there are legends of dragons in the great rivers and lakes, and Dongting Lake is also famous for a green dragon.

When Qin Shi Huang toured the east to Dongting Lake, a blue dragon in the lake, which had cultivated for hundreds of years but had failed to transform into a dragon, suddenly had evil thoughts and wanted to devour the emperor to obtain his imperial aura so that it could transform into a dragon.

It rammed the pleasure boat with tremendous force, nearly capsizing it. Later, it was suppressed by the First Emperor using the Imperial Seal of the State, and then sealed off by a sorcerer using several swallowtail iron shackles to the bottom of Dongting Lake.

This must be the origin of the mark on the head and the swallowtail iron yoke on the tail.

As for the arrows on his body... Legend has it that Emperor Wu of Han once climbed the Dragon-Shooting Platform, drew his bow, and shot a giant dragon in Dongting Lake that was causing storms and harming people.

Oh, so this is the same thing.

No wonder he still has so much dragon energy on him; what remarkable ambition and remarkable bad luck!

Yun Zhongjun is the true ruler of Dongting, so it's perfectly normal for there to be some unpleasantness between them.

Xu Xuan squatted on a floating demon bone, watching with great interest this revenge war that spanned a thousand years.

Although the azure dragon was ferocious and powerful, it was ultimately just a remnant soul, while Lord Yunzhong was the true ruler of Dongting Lake. After several rounds, the azure dragon's soul began to flicker.

You're so useless!!!
Forget it, it's better to rely on yourself than on others!
No matter who attacks Yun Zhongjun, Old Xu will definitely lend a hand!

With incredibly elegant Yu Steps connecting various thrilling dodging maneuvers, he risked great danger to reach the Azure Dragon's side, grabbed the arrow that Emperor Wu of Han had shot in, and pulled it out fiercely before the demon soul could react.

This thing is blessed by the luck of the human race, and only humans can pull it out.

They are either royalty or monsters who disregard the imperial destiny.

He couldn't do anything about the remaining imperial edicts and the swallowtail iron shackles. However, this level of force had already freed up a considerable amount of the enemy's fighting strength.

To ignite the Azure Dragon's fighting spirit, the Holy Father whispered using the method of mind-to-mind transmission, "Garlic Bird, Garlic Bird, you can't beat Him."

The dragon is enraged! I can't defeat it?!

Combat strength increased by 30%.

Xu Xuan successfully withdrew from public life and began to flee.

Yun Zhongjun stared intently at the demon monk's retreating figure, a strange emotion stirring within him.

This person must die.

(End of this chapter)