I am Master Maoshan

Chapter 2122 Giant Eye
Liu Jun turned around and saw that Amo's left hand was holding the black dagger, stabbing it into his left leg. Blood was constantly flowing out. It was obvious that Amo had been completely controlled by the giant eye in the sky. His eyes were empty, without a trace of light, and he had completely lost his self-awareness.

Xu Baoer's eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes confused. She picked up the jade flute in her hand and put it down again. She looked painful, as if she was having a fierce inner struggle, trying to get rid of the control of the giant eye.

"Ghost doll, go save Ah Mo. Wutong, take care of Baoer." Liu Jun hurriedly summoned the ghost doll and the spirit of Wutong. He knew that at this time, he could only rely on them to rescue his controlled companions.

The ghost doll flashed in front of Amo and tied Amo tightly with its ghost energy. Its eyes were determined and it exuded a strong aura that made Amo unable to move.

Although the Wutong Spirit was still in the form of a cactus, it was able to control the vines, and in a flash, it tied up Xu Baoer with the vines. Its movements were skillful, and the vines were bound tightly and gently, ensuring that Xu Baoer would not be injured.

Without any worries, Liu Jun began to concentrate on dealing with the giant eye in the sky. He knew that only by defeating the giant eye could he rescue his companions and stop it from continuing to wreak havoc.

Although the sneak attack from the giant eye just now made him dazed for a moment, it did not have much impact on him afterwards.

The giant eye seemed to sense Liu Jun's determination, and its pupils suddenly shrank into a thin line, and the air around it trembled. It let out a deafening roar, and the sound waves lifted up the gravel on the ground, and the trees within a hundred meters shook violently, and leaves fell like a rainstorm.

Then, the iris of the giant eye began to spin rapidly, like a precision instrument storing energy. Countless tiny runes appeared on its surface, flashing a strange red light, as if from an ancient curse. Suddenly, dozens of dazzling rays of light burst out from the pupil, each containing a high temperature high enough to melt through steel, drawing a deadly trajectory in the air and attacking Liu Jun.

"I'll come in." Liu Jun's pupils suddenly contracted, he tapped the ground lightly with his toes, and his figure flashed like a ghost.

The first beam of light brushed past the ends of his hair, singeing a few strands of black hair; the second beam tore the sleeve of his left arm as he turned sideways, causing a burning pain on his skin. He used the inertia of the tumble to support himself with one hand, and leaped into the air before the third beam of light landed, and a deep pit with green smoke was blasted out at his original location.

"Fuck you, I'm going to fight back!" Liu Jun roared in his heart. He twisted his waist in mid-air, opened the five fingers of his right hand, and the spiritual power in his body rushed out along the meridians. Three balls of dark blue flames formed in the palm of his hand in an instant, and the core of the flame was beating with white and gold light spots - this was the performance of him compressing the Phoenix Fire to the extreme.

"Go!" With a roar, the flames cut through the sky, leaving a twisted heat wave trail in the air. The first fireball hit the upper edge of the giant eye, and the sparks flew like fireworks; the second ball hit the center of the pupil accurately, but it was like a stone thrown into a deep pool, only causing a few insignificant ripples on the golden iris; the third ball was even bounced off by the suddenly closed eyelids, exploding into a sea of ​​fire in the distance.

Liu Jun's chest heaved violently when he landed, his eyes fixed on the giant eye that was almost unharmed, and a feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart.

He was busy all this time, but his attack had little effect. The giant eye was now fully open, and a sarcastic look appeared in the depths of the pupil, as if mocking his overestimation of his own abilities.

At this moment, the pupil of the giant eye suddenly contracted, as if it sensed some terrifying existence. A trace of human fear appeared in the scarlet pupil, and the bloodshot in the white of the eye trembled violently. With a light "hiss" sound, the air around the giant eye twisted and deformed, and in an instant it disappeared as if erased by an eraser.

The heavy dark clouds in the sky slowly began to disperse, and the sun once again shone down on the earth. A breeze blew by, blowing up a few dead leaves, as if the terrifying scene that had just covered the sky and the sun had never existed.

"What a waste!" A lazy and teasing voice came from the void, with a slightly rising ending, carrying a unique cynicism.

Liu Jun's mouth twitched, and he didn't even bother to turn his head. Who else could have such a provocative tone and such a way of speaking that made people's teeth itch, except for that Wu Rendi Wu Da Jiao who appeared and disappeared all day?
"You can't even handle a clone. It seems that you haven't been training very well these days." The voice continued to float in the air, but no one was seen.

"Clone? Even if he has another clone, he should be at the late stage of Half-Step God King Realm or above, right?" Liu Jun rolled his eyes and his gaze fell on Xu Baoer.

With his healing medicine, although Xu Baoer had not opened her eyes yet and her face was rather pale, her life was no longer in danger.

A light laugh was heard in the void, and then it returned to silence. Wu Rendi disappeared as quietly as he had appeared, leaving only the mocking words echoing in Liu Jun's ears.

Liu Jun threw another bottle of healing medicine to the ghost doll and asked it to give it to Amo. Although Amo hurt Xu Baoer, he was controlled and did not want to hurt Xu Baoer on his own, so he could be forgiven.

It was unknown whether it was because Liu Jun had killed dozens of Half-Step Divine King-level Ancient Demons in one go, which had a strong deterrent effect, or because of the unknown influence of the mysterious giant eye that had just appeared, they found a relatively secluded place in this area to rest. Time passed slowly in silence, and several hours passed like this. During this time, not a single Ancient Demon from outside the region came to disturb them.

Liu Jun stood by vigilantly, glancing around from time to time, not missing any possible signs of danger.

Xu Baoer and Amo sat quietly on the ground and began to heal their wounds. Xu Baoer frowned slightly, with a look of pain on her face, obviously her injuries were serious; although Amo endured the pain, the fine beads of sweat on her forehead still exposed her current condition.

After Xu Baoer and Amo's injuries got better, they looked at each other and set out on their journey again. This time, they moved forward carefully, taking every step with extreme caution. After all, what happened just now almost cost them their lives.

They walked and walked like this for a whole day, but they didn't see a single ancient demon along the way. Even the disgusting black air in the air disappeared without a trace. The surrounding environment became strangely quiet, so quiet that it made people feel creepy.

The village they passed was dead silent, with no one in sight. The dilapidated houses stood there quietly, like old people forgotten by time. There was no trace of life in the village, and it was terrifyingly quiet.

However, strangely, these villages showed no signs of destruction, the houses were still intact, and the roads were not trampled into a mess, as if no ancient demons from outside the domain had ever been here.

"Have the invasions of those ancient demons from outside the domain stopped here?" Xu Baoer frowned, and her slender fingers gently stroked the mottled marks on the stone tablet at the entrance of the village.

Liu Jun squatted down, picked up a handful of soil with his fingertips and put it to his nose and sniffed it.

"There are traces of their remaining aura, but not much, as if they were just passing by." Liu Jun stood up, patted the dust off his hands, and frowned. "What's strange is that these auras are intermittent, as if the ancient demons wandered here, but suddenly left."

There was an eerie silence in the air. Although he could not see any human figures, Liu Jun's keen perception told him that there were living people hiding in this seemingly deserted village - they were staring at the uninvited guests in horror through the cracks in the doors and windows.

According to the habits of the ancient demons from outside the domain, wherever they pass, no grass should grow and blood should flow like a river. Xu Baoer rubbed the jade pendant on her waist anxiously: "This is unreasonable unless..."

"Unless this village also has an underground fortress like Xiangdong City?" Liu Jun took over the conversation, his eyes sweeping across every house like a hawk. His sight finally stopped at a house not far ahead - the gate was closed, but a wisp of smoke was rising from the chimney on the roof, and the aroma of food was wafting in the air, which seemed particularly abrupt in this dead village.

"Let's go and take a look." Liu Jun said in a low voice.

Xu Baoer nodded, took Amo's hand, and the three of them walked one after the other on the gravel path towards the house.

As the distance shortened, the aroma of the food became stronger, mixed with the aroma of corn. This should have been a reassuring farm smell, but at this moment it made the two of them feel cold on their backs - how could there be such normal cooking smoke in an area where the ancient demons had ravaged?
The courtyard wall of this family was not high, only about six feet high, and the mottled gray bricks were covered with moss. Liu Jun jumped up, kicked the wall lightly with his boots, and jumped onto the top of the wall as lightly as a swallow.

His pupils suddenly contracted - there was a faded elm square table in the yard, on which were neatly placed three sets of ceramic bowls and chopsticks. A pot of steaming stew was placed in the middle, with oil still swirling on the golden soup surface, and a few green leaves half immersed in the soup. Next to it was a porcelain plate with cornmeal cakes just out of the pot, emitting an enticing aroma.

The strangest thing was that the food looked like it had just been prepared, even the soup was still shaking slightly, and the benches next to the wooden table were still warm, as if the owner had just left.

Liu Jun frowned slightly. He noticed that the chicken coop in the corner of the yard was open, and two chickens were pecking at food leisurely. A few half-dried coarse clothes were hanging on the clothesline, swaying gently in the twilight. All of this exuded the atmosphere of ordinary farm life, except that there was no one in sight.

"Squeak—"

The sudden sound of the door opening startled Liu Jun. Xu Baoer pushed open the door and walked in. The wrought iron knocker hit the wooden door, making a dull sound. She glanced at the furnishings in the yard, her eyes lingered on the three sets of bowls and chopsticks for a moment, and then looked at the pot of steaming stew.

"I'm here? The door is not locked?" Liu Jun, who was still squatting on the wall, was speechless when he saw Xu Baoer push the door and come in. Then he lowered his voice and said, "Girl, what if this is a trap?"

Xu Baoer kicked a small stone at her feet nonchalantly and said, "No, the family is probably still here and didn't have time to lock the door."

She pointed to the clothes hanging under the eaves and said, "Look, the clothes have not been collected. I'm afraid the fire in the stove has just gone out."

Just as he finished speaking, he heard a rustling sound coming from the direction of the main room, like the sound of cloth shoes rubbing against the ground, mixed with the suppressed sobs of a child.

The worn blue cloth curtain of the main room was opened by a wrinkled hand, and two old people and a child of eight or nine years old came out tremblingly. The old man was hunched over, and his gray beard trembled slightly with his breathing; the old woman had her hair tied up in a bun, and her coarse cloth dress was neatly patched; the child tightly grasped the corner of the old man's clothes, and there were traces of tears on his dirty little face.

"Greetings, gentlemen." The two old men bowed slightly, their voices hoarse as if they were rubbed by sandpaper. The old woman held the child's shoulders tightly, preventing him from looking up. Liu Jun noticed that the old man's knees were shaking, not sure if it was because of old age or fear.

Xu Baoer was about to speak when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a blurry figure reflected on the window paper of the main room, which quickly disappeared. She exchanged a glance with Liu Jun - there might be more than just these three people in this yard.