A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 590 The Ruyi of the Sea, the Music of Fuxi

It's a little earlier.

Just as Ghost King Shell opened its shell, Guan Luoyang's zither music reached outside the cave, interrupting the three battles taking place outside.

Zhou Renjie took a few steps back, grabbed Guo Jing, and joined up with the monk Tanzong. He slammed his Ruyi Jingu Bang on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as Luo Sanpao and his two companions stopped fighting, their first thought was to retreat!

What a joke! The opponent used just one note from the zither to completely demoralize us, preventing us from even finishing our half-finished moves.

The difference between them is obvious. At this point, trying to force your way through is not a display of courage or a honing of martial arts skills, but rather a recipe for death.

However, even retreating from such a master is not an easy task. Therefore, before Luo Sanpao and the other two could exchange a single word with Guan Luoyang, they unleashed their respective peak techniques.

Dong Xuelian's figure swayed, transforming into countless clouds, or perhaps countless jellyfish tentacles, which intertwined and condensed into a divine weapon that was neither a sword nor a knife.

This is the Kusanagi Sword from the world of Warriors Orochi. Dong Xuelian has already mastered it to the point of perfect harmony between man and sword, integrating it into her body. That's why she was able to contend with the Ruyi Jingu Bang with her fists and feet.

In the distance, Su Na Gui looked up at the sky, and a visible phantom detached from his body, his primordial spirit leaving his body, leaving only an empty shell in place.

Luo Sanpao grabbed the Kusanagi Sword and swung it into the air, merging the blade with the spirit of Sukuna Oni. Immediately afterward, a surging surge of true energy emanated from his body and poured into the precious sword.

Within the Kusanagi Sword lies the power of the wishes of the gods and spirits of Japan. Dong Xuelian has always worshipped the gods of Japan, and in order to cultivate the Japanese divine language, she did not hesitate to forget many languages, including her own mother tongue.

However, her divine words could only reconcile the wishes of the spirits, but could not make those unruly spirits truly agree with her.

Only the ferocity of Sukuna-ki and the strength of Luo Sanpao can bring out the full power of this precious sword.

The images of eight million gods within the treasured sword appeared in the sky, activating the invisible force field constructed by Guan Luoyang's previous zither music. It was as if all the ghosts and gods were working together to push open a layer of azure sky wall and even try to tear it apart.

"Grandma Ni, the ocean is boundless!!!"

Luo Sanpao shouted, and a vast and boundless water-based true energy flowed from his dantian, like a raging torrent, churning across the sky and engulfing his figure.

The waves surged and roared, their spray and energy splitting into countless forms. When they were projected onto the images of the eight million gods, their divine power was amplified, and they forcefully tore apart the azure force field left by the melody.

Although Luo Sanpao and his two companions had lost their fighting spirit due to the music, their desire to survive remained strong.

The combination of man and sword as one, the separation of the primordial spirit from the body, and the dantian of qi, along with the three martial arts achievements, allows the Kusanagi Sword to evolve into eight million gods. It truly gives one the feeling of shattering the cage of heaven and earth, freeing ghosts and gods, and flying in all directions, without restraint.

Although Guan Luoyang was restricted, suppressing the combined escape technique of the three was not too difficult for him.

However, he was quite displeased when he saw Zhou Renjie holding a Ruyi Jingu Bang (a magical staff), yet being beaten back by Dong Xuelian's mere set of supernatural boxing techniques.

At this moment, he didn't bother to play the ancient zither he had conjured, but instead sent a few words to Zhou Renjie.

"The golden cudgel in your hand is neither a product of high technology nor a manifestation of some so-called fantasy myth, but a real magical artifact of the immortals."

"Although you primarily cultivate martial arts and have mastered the Mind Monkey Immortal Slaying Staff Technique, you also practice bamboo and wood magic. When you strike, how can you only have a martial arts intent that seeks to go to extremes and risk death, without delving into and responding to the inherent mysteries of this staff itself?"

Zhou Renjie was somewhat at a loss, and subconsciously loosened his grip on the stick, taking a few steps back.

Guan Luoyang sighed inwardly, but did not blame him.

Zhou Renjie hadn't been familiar with the Golden Cudgel for long, and because it was their commander's heirloom, he harbored a mental block, determined to use it to develop a sufficiently deadly technique, which led him astray.

With a little guidance today, I'm sure he'll come to his senses.

"When one first enters the Xuanmen Qi Cultivation Method, one tempers one's Qi 13,500 times in one day and night, and 13,500 jin of Ruyi Jingu Bang (the magic staff), which implicitly reflects the meaning of not forgetting the fundamentals and continuously tempering oneself."

Guan Luoyang's voice was soft and gentle, as if he were speaking not only to Zhou Renjie, but also to the Ruyi Jingu Bang (the magical staff), as he recited a mantra.

"Never forget it during the twelve hours, and you will reap the rewards of a hundred moments of practice. Circulate the state of no-thought for 108,000 times, and never let the divine water dry up, nor let the firelight cause sorrow."

The stick stuck in the ground seemed to produce a faint hum and emit an unusual luster.

The long staff was originally golden at both ends and black iron in the middle. Now, as Guan Luoyang chanted the incantation, more details were revealed on the black iron staff.

The Milky Way's bottom is made of divine iron, with stars and constellations secretly laid out on it. Dragon and phoenix patterns are inscribed on it, and the dense patterns startle even ghosts and gods.

"Water and fire are harmonized without damage, the five elements are linked like a hook. Yin and Yang unite to ascend to the cloud tower, ride the phoenix to the purple palace, and ride the crane to the Penglai Island..."

Buzz!

Before Zhou Renjie and the others' eyes, thousands upon thousands of black gold clubs rapidly separated from the still golden cudgel.

The shadow of the staff shot like a fountain, soaring straight to the ninth heaven, then exploding in the air like a fiery tree and silver flowers, ever-changing, the golden staff swirling.

It was only then that Zhou Renjie and his companions realized that the scenery around them had begun to move much slower.

When thousands of shadowy staffs suddenly flew up from the golden cudgel, the eight million ghosts and gods had just torn apart the force field of the zither music and had not yet escaped far.

The silver moon hangs high in the sky, and the ghostly tide is like a cloud.

Luo Sanpao and his companions, through their three martial arts achievements, forced the eight million demons and gods manifested by the Kusanagi Sword, and these gods and gods still retained supernatural abilities that matched their own characteristics.

Faced with the golden cudgel raining down on them, some of the ghosts and gods manifested weapons to try to block it, some breathed fire and grabbed thunder, controlled the wind and rain, some transformed into clouds and escaped into the shadows, and some curled up like paintings, completely unaffected by the force.

Some spun like wheels and vanished into the void, while others, relying on their immortal bodies, tried to withstand the blows and carve out a path to survival.

But no matter what kind of supernatural power it is, as long as it strikes down, space will shatter like glass and time will fly like quicksand.

No matter where they fled, they were always struck on the head with a club, instantly shattering their skulls, splattering their brains, and breaking their limbs.

The tide of demons that had spread across the sky was flattened in the blink of an eye, allowing the Kusanagi Sword to reappear.

But the countless shadows of sticks still lingered, exactly 108,000, flowing endlessly, generation after generation.

The moment the divine sword appeared, it tried to escape into the cave, but it was already swallowed up by the raging torrent of staff shadows and suffered countless heavy blows.

Just then, a deep, angry shout came from inside the cave.

The overwhelming palm strike, carrying two figures, slammed them out of the cave.

The two figures were both exceptionally strong, but after being pushed out of the cave, they were still pushed a considerable distance away and were unable to stop.

Taking advantage of the surging force of the palm strike, Ghost King Bei broke free from Toriko's grasp.

Once Toriko no longer needed to suppress the Demon King Shell, he immediately regained his footing amidst the aftershocks of the palm strike. Looking up, he saw over 100,000 golden cudgels crashing down towards the cave entrance, and a hint of astonishment appeared on his face.

This is definitely not a move that Zhou Renjie could pull off. It's more like the stick technique that the leader of the "Tongue Tip Battle Team" often used when sparring with them.

The White-Browed Taoist stepped outside the cave, raised his hand and shattered the raging torrent of staff shadows, then grasped a Kusanagi sword that was already covered in cracks.

The chaotic shadows of the sticks shot upwards, then suddenly receded.

Like birds flying back to the forest from a thousand mountains, and clouds returning to the mountains from ten thousand rivers, all the sticks and clubs are united as one, while the original Ruyi stick is still stuck in the ground.

The sky was still, and the bright moon shone brightly.

Looking at the shadow of the golden cudgel under the moonlight, solitary yet carefree, Zhou Renjie felt a surge of indescribable joy and exhilaration.

"You are neither the original owner of this stick nor the person to whom it was given, yet you were able to awaken a deep spirituality and display such prowess. Not bad!"

The white-browed Taoist's gaze fell upon Guan Luoyang on the distant cliff. With a flick of his wrist, he broke the Kusanagi Sword into three pieces, which he then refined into three round beads and stored in his sleeve.

However, Guo Jing, with his sharp eyes, and Tan Zong, with his meticulous mind, both noticed that after the Congyun Sword was refined into three round beads that day, although its aura had eased somewhat, there were still many cracks inside and outside the beads.

clank!!!

Guan Luoyang casually plucked the strings of his zither twice, and the clouds in the sky surged, dimming the moonlight, while countless serpentine lightning bolts churned within the clouds.

The Demon King's purplish-black muscles rippled, feeling a pressure from being watched, both from the thunder in the sky and from Toriko's glance. He did not make a move for a moment.

"If this stick were still in the original owner's hands, its power would be far greater than what it is now."

Guan Luoyang's voice mingled with the thunder, but it was not drowned out; instead, it resounded even more loudly.

He wasn't being modest.

It's unknown which world this Ruyi Jingu Bang (the magic staff) originally came from, or what star level it belonged to, but now, its quality surpasses even that of the Pangu Axe in Guan Luoyang's hands.

In the God's Space, eight-star reincarnators who can accumulate enough wealth through battle groups or other channels usually don't directly buy finished nine-star artifacts.

Instead, they would choose to pay sufficient compensation to have the higher-ups of the supreme warbands help upgrade certain magical artifacts that they had been refining for a long time.

The leader of the Tongue Battle Group had been preparing for this for a long time. If the great collision between the main god's light spheres had happened later, he probably would have already sent this golden cudgel to someone to have it reforged and upgraded.

An eight-star artifact cannot unleash the full power of a nine-star artifact. For example, when Ponzi and Diablo joined forces to mobilize the Book of Time, their single strike could only shake a space the size of the Milky Way. However, with sufficient energy from the Rainbow Sea, the Book of Time could unleash the divine power to alter the history of the multiverse.

It is evident that when an eight-star reincarnator uses a nine-star artifact, they only utilize a very small portion of its mysteries.

However, those almost tailor-made artifacts always have a greater advantage when used, and they are also more beneficial when assisting in one's cultivation.

Unfortunately, precisely because it was custom-made, this stick is too spiritual and too picky.

When the leader of the Gourmet Battle Team died, he didn't even pass it on to Toriko, because Toriko, a native powerhouse of the Gourmet Universe, had only recently become a reincarnator and his compatibility with the Ruyi Jingu Bang was too low.

The fact that the stick ended up in Zhou Renjie's hands was the best possible solution given the circumstances.

The White-Browed Taoist also knew about this, but he knew even better that the guy playing the zither was very different from Toriko.

This person also seems to cultivate the path of immortality, and possesses a willful, unrestrained, and ever-changing temperament. If he were to wield the Golden Cudgel himself, the power he would unleash would not be limited to the previous level.

This person doesn't even bother to take an eight-star treasure that could be considered the embryo of a nine-star divine artifact. He might actually possess a true nine-star divine artifact.

Was this the reason why the Half-God gave a brief notification that there was a new opponent that needed "special attention"?

The white-browed Taoist priest lowered his eyes in deep thought, facing the sky full of thunderclouds, his robes fluttering, but his figure remained motionless.

The other three eight-star level beings on the field are all enemies. Is this lone old Taoist priest waiting for reinforcements?

Everything gradually stopped flowing, as if holding its breath. Just as the white-browed Taoist's sleeves fluttered down again, he was shocked to see a hand raised and a claw already reaching Guan Luoyang.

Clang!

In the distance, thousands of enormous bolts of lightning struck down almost simultaneously, leaving scorch marks on the ground.

In that instant, the traces of the heavenly lightning appeared to form a hollow Bagua pattern with a diameter of about 80,000 li, centered on the entrance of the cave and extending into the surrounding area.

Fuxi's Shadow Painting: A Grand Array of Celestial Phenomena Across the Vast Universe!

The scorching marks of those lightning bolts still linger in the sky, as if tearing a tiny gap in this world, leading to the outside world.

This time, Guan Luoyang used not acquired chaotic primordial energy to set up this grand formation, but completely innate chaotic primordial energy.

The thunderclouds in the sky seemed to be filled with starlight, bringing a refreshing touch to the otherwise dark sky.

The air in front of the White-Browed Taoist was completely transparent and pure, as if not even a single quark of matter existed in the area between him and Guan Luoyang, and even the rules regarding friction and resistance had been diluted.

But in such a clear and pure environment, the pressure he felt at this moment was so strong that even someone like him felt a slight squeezing and friction between his joints.

Guan Luoyang had carefully studied the restriction imposed on him.

It was said that "with all his strength, he would hide his identity, and only one in ten would survive, so that his fame would be restored," but in reality, Guan Luoyang was not forced to go into seclusion.

The real effect of this restriction is to suppress Guan Luoyang's aggressiveness to one-tenth of its original level.

The relevant rules are quite rigorous, with few loopholes to exploit.

For example, when White Eyebrows, Toriko, and Oni King Bei were fighting, Guan Luoyang wanted to play the music that would discourage them into the cave.

If the "dissipate fighting spirit" effect is applied to all three of them at the same time, then it will not be judged as offensive, and Guan Luoyang can unleash his full power.

However, if Guan Luoyang wanted to concentrate this effect of dispelling fighting spirit on Bai Mei alone, then his zither music would be directly negated by 90%, leaving only 10% that could truly play a role.

However, only aggression is subject to such strict restrictions.

After all, even if a martial arts legend lives in seclusion playing the erhu and doesn't actively go out to fight, it doesn't mean he will be easily beaten by others.

Therefore, Guan Luoyang's defensive capabilities, ability to neutralize other people's moves, etc., will not be affected.

At this moment, he is using one of his strongest purely defensive techniques.

The Kongming Qiankun Star Array simulates an environment similar to the core region of the supermassive black hole at the center of the Rainbow Sea Milky Way.

The primordial chaotic gas is transformed into black hole matter, and following the rules inside the formation that are completely different from those outside, this black hole even appears transparent.

"Since I started practicing martial arts, my attack power has always been much higher than my defense power. I never thought that one day I would experience the feeling of attack power being lower than my own defense."

Guan Luoyang stood up instantly, pressed the zither with his left hand, and plucked the strings with his right, pulling the strings back as if drawing a large bow.

"But I'm also curious, what level of enemy can I still defeat now?"

When the strings are loosened, even the greatest sound becomes silent.

The transparent black hole that lay between the two of them spiraled like a gun, shot out like an arrow, and shot back towards Bai Mei.

Fuxi's Qin Formation, the dragons of Taiyuan break through the Ruins!

(End of this chapter)