Mythical Scroll Artist: Starting with the God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming

Chapter 335 The sword is coming!

Little Dizi obediently accepted the order and began to listen and investigate.

Meanwhile, as more and more experts arrived, the battles around the Evil Realm became increasingly chaotic.

Behind them, Xue Zhengying led 100,000 Yin soldiers from the underworld in a fierce battle against the ferocious monster formed from purple energy, a scene resembling a special effects blockbuster.

After breaking through to level eight in spiritual power, Xue Zhengying began to demonstrate his strength as a T4 player.

The appearance of the two great ghost emperors, Aye and Pomie, was earth-shattering, truly more powerful than the [Original] in Master Sister's hands.

The spirit resonated intensely with Xue Zhengying, and his body was filled with multicolored divine light, like a special effect of a law-based power surrounding him.

The imposing presence of a top-tier underworld general was fully displayed in Xue Zhengying's hands.

With every gesture, countless evil monsters were destroyed.

Even the king-level serpent was terrified by this scene, especially the two golden scroll ghost emperors, which far surpassed any other undead scrolls he had ever seen.

"Hiss~" The king-level demon clicked its tongue in surprise, "What the hell is that Yin Soul Centipede?"

Looking at the seven and a half golden centipede at Xue Zhengying's feet, he felt a chill run down his spine.

That terrifying and ferocious aura seemed to have solidified into a tangible form, and its vicious bites inflicted damage on both the body and the soul.

It is a creature that exists solely to devour other living beings.

Neither the body nor the soul can escape the devouring power of that ferocious beast, which completely consumes the enemy.

"Wait, why does that person still have the aura from the Insect Realm?"

The king-level serpent quickly sensed something amiss.

Humans possessing otherworldly powers is not surprising in the current "Four Gods version".

The problem is, no true god has been born in the insect realm yet?

Where did this guy get his insectoid power from?
With the power of the insect realm, the already ferocious and powerful Netherworld Centipede became even more savage, devouring evil god servants until nothing was left.

Looking at Cui Wenxuan and Wang Fengnian on the other side, the King-level Serpent was even more terrified.

On the other side of the Nine Star Jade Scroll Suppressing Evil Immortal Master, streaks of golden sword energy pierced the sky, about to cleave the "embryonic evil realm" in two.

As for that strange old man who draws scrolls purely with his own body and tools, that's even more outrageous.

As fists and feet clashed, the sound of air being torn apart was like thunder, echoing between heaven and earth.

It looks like I could kick him to pieces with one kick.

Luckily, I didn't make any rash moves. If we had started fighting, I probably wouldn't even know how I died.

Although no conflict has broken out, both sides are currently united in fighting against the evil god.

But as the saying goes, "the rabbit dies and the dog is cooked," what if these people turn around and get back at him?
The more the King-level demon thought about it, the more worried it became. Coupled with the strange and powerful evil realm before it, after some deliberation, it decided to report to the Abyss Demon Lord.

"Brother Snake~ Brother Snake, it's me~ Brother Dog~!"

A strange-sounding Jade Scroll Divine Dog approached him, its voice sounding somewhat familiar.

The key point is that this scroll can actually talk?

What the hell is this thing?

At this moment, the King-level Serpent was in complete panic. Something was wrong with these people. Something was very wrong with them.

“Brother Snake~ It’s me, Netherworld Death Dragon Lion,” Xiao Dizi said, trying to get closer to me. “You used to hold me when I was little.”

"..." The king-level serpent then remembered something.

He still had some impression of the little brother in his territory. They had been recruited by the Abyss Demon Lord together before, which made him notice this little brother in his territory.

But the scene before him made him somewhat doubt the existence of the demon.

It appears that the little guy has been turned into a scroll by humans, and he has even retained his consciousness.

He wouldn't have believed it even if he'd seen it with his own eyes.

While Xiao Dizi was turning the King-level Orochi against his side, Wu Xian's side also began a massacre. Below the chaotic battle, Wang Xiaocong and a group of military experts charged forward relentlessly.

"Wow, Xiao Cong, you're awesome!"

At this moment, Wang Xiaocong seemed to be possessed by Zhao Yun, rushing in and out of the endless purple qi and evil monsters seven times.

Clad in magnificent armor that exuded the aura of the dead, he wielded a crimson spear, with a crimson dragon phantom coiled around him, swirling and clashing with the spear.

Wherever the spear swept, large numbers of evil monsters were thrown into the air and shredded by the churning crimson dragon.

I haven't been paying much attention lately, but I didn't expect Wang Xiaocong to have already come up with such ingenious ideas for "spirit weapons".

Speaking of which, besides the alchemy laws, Laozi, the incarnation of the Dao Ancestor, also has some weapon crafting laws. I'll share them with Wang Xiaocong later; maybe they can create some incredible "legendary equipment."

As for the scrolls depicting orthodox artifacts, Wu Xian can create all sorts of magical weapons on his own.

But Wang Xiaocong might be able to develop a special weapon that combines a person and an equipment.

For example, you could create a special "Xuanyuan Sword," and when you draw it, a phantom image of the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan would appear behind you. That would be pretty cool, wouldn't it?

Seeing Wang Xiaocong charging into battle, Wu Xian also felt his blood boil for no reason.

"Sword...come—!"

With a soft shout, a slight thought was stirred.

Thousands of laurel branch sword illusory images appeared behind him, activating the "Return of Ten Thousand Swords to Their Origin" mode.

Although it has nothing to do with "Sword Comes", that's the feeling and style we're after.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
The densely packed, ghostly sword shadows swept past like a school of sardines, creating a spectacle of blooming laurel flowers wherever they went.

After the illusory image of the laurel branch sword energy struck the monster, it instantly took root on the ground, grew, and blossomed.

Just as Wang Xiaocong and the others were engrossed in their battle below, they saw thousands of swords flying overhead, whistling past, leaving them speechless with astonishment.

"Wow, as expected, Brother Xian is definitely cooler!"

Wang Xiaocong looked on with admiration, his eyes gleaming, clearly intending to pay homage and emulate him.

Although he doesn't particularly like using swords, he wouldn't mind if such a divine sword could be drawn.

Om-!
A deafening roar, as if space itself had shattered, rang out.

All eyes were focused on Cui Wenxuan high in the sky.

The Immortal Master who suppressed evil forcefully broke through the distorted power protection of that "emerging evil realm".

Seeing that the twisted evil power was beginning to spread in all directions, Wu Xian quickly summoned the [Laurel Tree], which took root on the ground.

A laurel tree, shimmering with a ghostly light, rose from the ground, its dim moonlight illuminating the heavens and earth and dispelling the twisted evil power.

In this situation, both Cui Wenxuan and his group, as well as the powerful demons including the King-level Serpent, were utterly shocked.

Suddenly, a bright, full moon appeared above the laurel tree, creating the extraordinary sight of a bright moon hanging in the sky.

The spirit masters present all had their mana fully restored, and their spiritual power flowed continuously.

Looking again at the shattered, emerging form of the evil realm, figures that were neither human nor ghost, their bodies shrouded in purple mist, began to panic and let out strange screams.

"Chairman Cui! Grandpa Wang!"

Wu Xian shouted in a deep voice, signaling everyone to go all out.

The Twenty-Eight Constellations diagram above their heads shone brightly, and the seven star lords of the White Tiger Seven Mansions made their appearance.

However, just as he was about to summon the White Tiger Holy Spirit, he saw the space and the aura of heaven and earth in the strange abyss suddenly freeze for a short time.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying aura dissolved the sky.

A bizarre, colossal claw, blotting out the sky, pierced through the air, carrying the power of the entire eerie abyss, and pressed down upon the shattered evil realm.

(End of this chapter)