The Proof of the Heavens Begins with The Legend of the Condor Heroes

Shiwandashan, outside the ruins of the Demon Court

Several sword lights crisscrossed the sky. The brightest ones were the purple and blue sword lights. Wherever the sword lights passed, even the transformed monsters had their heads chopped off.

In just half an hour, the demons from southern Xinjiang who had been unable to break into the Demon Court ruins and were wandering around the periphery of the ruins were killed and fled in all directions.

Their opponents were merely a few dozen righteous sword immortals flying with swords.

"Whizzing!"

Two sword lights, one purple and one blue, came whistling and stopped in front of a monk with drooping eyebrows. He said, "Uncle Hengdao, I have fulfilled my mission and have wiped out all the demons and monsters outside the ruins."

The monk with lowered head and brows, seemingly peaceful, is none other than the "Sword-wielding Monk" who is the first guest official in Mount Shu.

This old man was originally born into a Buddhist sect, but because his closest relatives were killed by evil spirits from other sects, he turned to the devil's way and killed countless people.

It directly points to that three hundred years ago, he was enlightened by Lingxu Zhenren, the leader of Shushan Sect, and became a guest elder of Shushan Sect.

"Thank you for your hard work, my two junior brothers." The monk with the sword politely returned the greeting, "The head master has ordered that the demons of the southern border do not obey the orders and slaughter the common people. Today, we must use this Nine Palaces Qimen Formation to kill all these unruly and bloodthirsty demons!"

"Uncle Hengdao!" Meng Bingyun, who was controlling the Purple Sky Immortal Sword, asked, "The evildoers who entered the ruins have thousands of tricks. I'm afraid that we, the thirty-six disciples of the Shushan sect, can't destroy them all, right?"

"That's why the master brought out the Nine Palaces Magical Formation. Besides, who said that only our Shushan sect is coming this time?" Hengdao Tou Tuo looked at Meng Bingyun and said with a smile.

"What does Uncle Hengdao mean? Other sects will also send disciples here?" The man who asked the question had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and he looked very heroic.

It is Shen Lingyun, the wielder of the Qingbi Sword among the “Purple and Green Twin Swords” and one of the “Three Greens and Two Clouds” of Shushan.

As Lingxu Zhenren's last disciple, he has already reached the Nascent Soul stage. With the help of Shushan's magic weapon, the Qingbi Sword, he is able to fight with even the long-famous demon kings.

"As far as I know, Qingcheng, Kunlun, and Luojia will definitely send people here. As for Penglai, Huashan, Wutai and other sects, that's not certain."

As he spoke, Hengdao Toudao pointed to the west and said, "Look, aren't they coming?"

Shen Lingyun looked up and saw a young swordsman wearing a red Taoist robe and with a sinister aura descending from the sky. He saluted to Hengdao Tou Tuo and said, "Lu Chenyang from Qingcheng Sect, greetings to Senior Hengdao."

"It turns out to be Young Master Lu with the 'Demon-Slaying Sword'. I heard that Young Master Lu once killed seven transformed monsters in a row with the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Demon-Slaying Sword Formation at the Chaoyin Pavilion in the East China Sea. After seeing him today, I realize that he is indeed a hero at a young age!" said the monk with a sword, smiling.

"Senior Hengdao, you are too polite. How can I show off in front of you, a mere transformed monster? Your heroic feat of killing the North Sea Demon Dragon is the role model for us." Lu Chenyang said.

This hot-blooded young swordsman grew up quickly because of the death of his senior brother He Shaoyun. Not only did his skills improve greatly, but his words were also flawless, which made Hengdao Tou Tuo look at him with higher regard.

As Lu Chenyang arrived with eighteen elite disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, younger disciples from the Kunlun, Luojia and Penglai sects also came.

In addition to Hengdao Toudao of Shushan Sect and Xiaoyue Zhenren of Kunlun Sect who were responsible for maintaining the order, there were also 108 elite disciples of the younger generation of the righteous sect who joined forces to set up the "Nine Palaces Qimen Formation" to capture all the monsters coming out of the ruins in one fell swoop.

That’s right, such a major event as the emergence of the Demon Court ruins could not escape the calculations of the righteous masters.

The head of Kunlun Sect, Xuantian Zhenren, even calculated the exact time when the ruins would be unearthed, and united various sects to set up a dragnet to capture all the monsters who had gained great opportunities and fortunes in the Toad Palace ruins.

The land of Shenzhou is vast and boundless, and the human race occupies only two or three tenths of the land. The vast majority of the land is covered with mountains and the deserted land on earth is a paradise for the demons. In order to prevent another Monkey King from appearing in the world, it has become a consensus among all the righteous sects to regularly eliminate the demons in various places.

This time, it is no exception.

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Outside the Demon Court Ruins, 3,000 miles away

The Soul-Dangling Spider King transformed into a hunchbacked old man and walked to the side of Kong Kong'er, who was wearing a brocade robe, and said, "It has started again. The same scene, I vaguely remember it happened a thousand years ago."

"We lost that year, and this time, the outcome is still unknown." Kong Kong'er said.

"Yeah, hehe, I'm afraid I won't be able to see it anymore." The Soul-Dangling Spider King sighed.

"Spider King, why be so modest? Your ability is exactly what we need, so you'd better leave quickly." Kong Kong'er said.

"If I leave, Second Master, I'm afraid you will..." the Soul-Dangling Spider King said hesitantly.

"It's just a rotten skin. It's not a pity to throw it away." Kong Kong'er looked up at the sky and said, "Besides, I'm afraid these little tricks of mine can't be hidden from them. This time, I'm afraid there's no way to escape."

"Second Master, is it worth it for a possibility?" said the Soul-Dangling Spider King.

"After all, it was a prophecy made by our master before his death. Whether it comes true or not, it is still a hope, isn't it?" Kong Kong'er said.

"What the Second Master said is right. In that case, I'll leave this place to you." The Soul-Dangling Spider King was not a person who would feel sad about the autumn. After hearing Kong Kong'er's words, he disappeared into the void.

Kong Kong'er put his hands in his sleeves and looked at the sky not far away.

There, there was a young man with red lips and white teeth, walking towards him step by step.

Above the sky, red lotuses appeared and disappeared one after another, supporting the young man's feet as he walked downwards.

The young man had skin as smooth as lotus roots, a face as radiant as a lotus, and was clad in red silk, with a golden ring in his hand. The moment he appeared, the surrounding space seemed to be blocked, the wind stopped, and the clouds stopped!

"Long time no see, Nezha the Third Prince." Kong Kong'er said lightly.

That’s right, this young man with the Hun Tian Ling on his shoulders and the Qian Kun Circle in his hand is none other than the Three Altars and Sea Assembly Great God, one of the most renowned war gods in the Lingkong Immortal Realm - Nezha!
"Long time no see, but should I call you Marshal Tianpeng or the Messenger of the Altar?" The young man Nezha with red lips and white teeth looked at Kong Kong'er and said.

"Marshal Tianpeng and the Altar Purifier are all shackles. I have only one real name, and that is Zhu Wuneng!" Kong Kong'er took off the bamboo hat on his head, revealing the image of a yellow-haired sable.

"I never thought that the dignified Marshal Tianpeng would live in the corpse of a tiny demon." Nezha said meaningfully.

"It's not a demon corpse, its name is - Great Sage Huangfeng!" Zhu Wuneng, who goes by the alias Kong Kong'er, shouted loudly.

"It's just the remnant from a thousand years ago!" Nezha clenched his hand, and a golden spear appeared in his palm. As he lightly pointed it, a blazing flame burned in the void.

"Today, let me take you on your way!" Nezha raised his spear and pointed the tip of the spear directly at Zhu Wuneng. (End of this chapter)