Shushan: Extinction

Chapter 186 Poor Chess Piece
However, all this was not a big problem for Gong Tianwu. He looked up at Yuan Ming and nodded:
"That's right, you are too stupid. You have imprisoned the old dragon for decades and you still haven't found this thing."

Yuan Ming's body had expanded to twice its normal size at this time, and he let out a series of eerie laughs:
"Haha, it's not too late to know its whereabouts now. You have already drained its power, and now it has become a burden to you."

"So what else can you use against me?"

"Are you going to use your half-baked Great Snow Mountain magical power? Or can you call Feng Hongzi from your Great Snow Mountain to help?"

When Yuan Ming finished speaking, it had transformed into a monster that was two feet tall, with three heads and six arms! It had a green face and fangs, and looked extremely ferocious!
This is a scaled-down version of Fa Tian Xiang Di, the demon god form, and it also represents Yuan Ming’s strongest combat power.

At this time, Yuan Ming no longer concealed his strength. His six arms held the Crow Fire Ring, the Gold Seal, the Soul-Calming Mirror, the Sand Banana Fan, and his signature double maces, a total of six powerful weapons and magic treasures.

These six magic weapons have at least reached the earth-level quality, and they complement each other and are extremely powerful.

Then Yuan Ming waved his banana fan without saying a word, creating a sandstorm that covered the sky.

There were also a large number of high-speed flying rocks in this sandstorm, making shrill whistles, crackling and hitting the ground, emitting long sparks. If an ordinary person was in it, he would definitely be beaten to a bloody pulp.

However, Gong Tianwu walked calmly in the sandstorm. The sand and rocks had no effect on him at all. The flying rocks seemed to completely bypass him, and the sand and dust were like river water rushing over the rocks, perfectly isolating him.

Witnessing this scene, Yuan Ming's pupils shrank slightly, and he pointed his finger decisively.

Suddenly, the soul-calming mirror in his hand emitted a deep black light, which locked Gong Tianwu's figure firmly, and the black light followed him as he moved.

Then the Golden Seal was thrown into the sky, spinning rapidly and turning into a huge mountain.

On one of the cliffs of the mountain, there are nine words engraved:

All those who are about to fight will march forward in formation!

Then, the mountain rotated and pressed down directly towards Gong Tianwu.

These three magic weapons were used simultaneously, complementing each other and linking together. In fact, they were Yuan Ming's most powerful means of attack, bar none.

The purpose of the sand banana fan is to block the enemy's vision and restrict their movement.

The purpose of the Soul-Calming Mirror is to lock the soul, seal the enemy's magical powers, and lock the enemy's position.

The Golden Seal of Punishment is a damage output device. Once it is used, it can cause as much damage as three mountains and two peaks.

These three are linked together, combining control, locking and destruction into one. Even if the enemy does not die, he will be severely injured.

However, Gong Tianwu looked up at the golden seal that fell to the ground with a loud bang, and shook his head with disdain at Yuan Ming in the distance.

Yuan Ming's eyes suddenly widened, a great anger surged in his heart, and he immediately made a spell, and the Golden Seal of Punishment immediately accelerated and fell down! !

Smoke and dust rolled, and the earth shook violently at this moment, but Gong Tianwu suddenly turned sideways and took half a step back at the last second before he was hit.

The golden seal actually fell right on the tip of Gong Tianwu's nose. The distance between the two was less than two centimeters, which could be said to be a hair's breadth of difference. However, Gong Tianwu had a smile on his face, and looked confident and calm.

Yuan Ming's eyes suddenly widened, he let out a strange cry, then jumped up, raised his two maces and smashed forward.

Even though he could be said to have tried his best, it was still in vain!

Gong Tianwu continued to move freely, dodging his attacks easily, and all of them were dodged in this easy way.

At this moment, in Yuan Ming's perception, Gong Tianwu was like a feather floating on the sea. No matter how strong the wind and waves were, or how hail fell from the sky, it would just drift leisurely, calmly and safely on the sea! !

"How is this possible? How is this possible?"

Yuan Ming's eyes began to bleed! He tried his best to attack, but it was still useless.

Just when he was about to strike again desperately, Gong Tianwu dodged easily and then rushed forward suddenly! !
Yuan Ming was exhausted at this time, and was immediately horrified, and quickly retreated with both feet! !
However, Gong Tianwu had already taken the initiative at this time, and was stuck at the critical juncture where his old strength was exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated. He suddenly rushed in front of Yuan Ming like a ghost.

Immediately afterwards, Gong Tianwu stretched out a finger and tapped Yuan Ming's left shoulder.

It was obvious that the power of Gong Tianwu's finger was not strong, and it did not hit any vital point of Yuan Ming, but at the moment of being poked, Yuan Ming felt indescribable pain coming from his meridians!
The vital energy in his body was in disorder, intertwined and twisted into a ball, and he could not help but scream and spit out large mouthfuls of blood.

Seeing Gong Tianwu slowly retracting his fingers with a sarcastic sneer on his face, Yuan Ming finally began to feel fearful, gasping for breath and cursing:
"You beast! What on earth did you do?"

Gong Tianwu's eyes were filled with compassion, and he shook his head lightly:

"Summer insects cannot talk about ice. My current realm has far surpassed yours. You will not understand."

Yuan Ming let out a strange cry, suddenly opened his bloody mouth, and vomited out his life-saving magic weapon - the peach pit from the upper realm - towards Gong Tianwu.

The white light shone violently, and this innate magic weapon rolled and collided in the air, rushing towards it with an unstoppable momentum and a majestic force that could shake mountains and seas.

But it still didn't work.
Gong Tianwu stretched out a finger again, and with a light press, he directly moved this life-saving magic weapon away.

It was like a 10,000-ton ship rushing at you at high speed with thick smoke. It seemed to be completely unbeatable. However, if its purpose was to knock a feather off the sea, it was doomed to fail.

Faced with all these things that were completely beyond Yuan Ming's common sense, Yuan Ming began to feel panic and fear. His eyes began to look around, trying to find a way out.

However, suddenly a sigh sounded in his ears, and then an old voice said:
"Fool, idiot, you have been stuck at the last level of the foundation-building stage for thirty years."

"Do you know why I can't get past this level?"

After hearing this voice, Yuan Ming suddenly opened his mouth wide and said in a trembling voice:

"Ancestor? Ancestor, is that you?"

Then, an old monkey wearing a tattered gray Taoist robe suddenly appeared beside Yuan Ming.

On its wrinkled face, there are a pair of eyes like cold stars, which seem to be able to see through all the mysteries of the world.

However, the old monkey's body occasionally ripples like water waves, which shows that it is not a physical entity.

This old monkey was none other than the demon ancestor of the Yuan family, Yuan Hong.

It looked at Gong Tianwu deeply, and then said to Yuan Ming: "You like to calculate the gains and losses too much when doing things, and you pay too much attention to victory and defeat. Once you feel that you may lose, you immediately want to find a way out."

At this point, Yuan Hong let out a long sigh:
"But there are some difficulties in this world that cannot be avoided, and there are some levels that must be overcome!"

"Anyone who can achieve the Golden Elixir must either have the determination to move forward or the courage to face death!"

"It is wise to retreat when encountering difficulties, but it will make you lose the courage and perseverance you should have. It is like sailing against the current. Your cultivation will either advance or retreat!"

After hearing this, Yuan Ming trembled all over and said in fear:
"Yes, the ancestor is right, but what's wrong with this kid in front of me? I don't understand him at all."

Yuan Hong said calmly:

"Do you know the nature of magical powers and spells?"

Yuan Ming was suddenly embarrassed and shook his head:

"Please let me know, ancestor."

Yuan Hong said in an old tone:
"The magical powers and spells in the world seem to be ever-changing and each has its own merits, but in the final analysis, they are just expressing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth in different ways."

"It's like wheat. You can add water to make wine, grind it into flour and make noodles. As for noodles, there are even more ways to make them. There are dozens or even hundreds of types of noodles, including noodles, buns, steamed buns and even noodles."

"But at the end of the day, all of these foods come from wheat."

Yuan Ming was surprised and said:
"But?"

Yuan Hong glanced at Gong Tianwu again and said:

"This person follows the will of heaven and rises to the occasion. He is in a state of heaven's favor at this moment, so the flow of all spiritual energy in this world cannot escape his perception."

“This has actually reached the realm of illuminating the heaven and earth that only cultivators in the late Jindan stage or even Yuanying stage can achieve.”

"At the same time, the magical powers and magic weapons displayed by you Foundation Establishment cultivators have not yet reached the point where you can use them at will and control them with ease."

"So in this situation, every magical power and spell you cast, as well as the flow of spiritual energy, is like observing the lines on the palm of your hand, and there are veins to be found in his eyes, so your magical power and spells are almost useless to him."

"He could even find flaws in its operation, just like a dam that looks majestic but is actually riddled with holes. He could make it completely collapse with just one finger."

Gong Tianwu smiled and said:
"You are indeed the Demon Ancestor. You can figure it out."

In fact, this is indeed the case. In Gong Tianwu's eyes, there is a faint mixed color around everyone, somewhat similar to the blurry appearance seen on an infrared imager, and there are circles of ripples spreading out in all directions.

For example, when Yuan Ming made his move before, the yellow color around him would become noticeably thicker, which meant that the earth-type spiritual energy among the five elements was quickly gathered by him.

Then the earth-type spiritual energy began to transform into a thin thread and spread towards him, which meant that Yuan Hong began to try to use this magical power to lock on the target.
And when Yuan Ming is about to make a move, the ripples around him will become particularly violent.

With such intuitive visual effects, it would be strange if Gong Tianwu couldn't dodge.

After hearing this, Yuan Ming's face suddenly changed:
"In this case, wouldn't he be invincible?"

Yuan Hong said calmly:

"How can there be an invincible person in this world? If you have reached the Jindan level, then although he can see through your routine, he can't keep up with your reaction."

"It's like a mortal knowing that you are going to beat him to death with your mace. Even a mortal cannot escape this disaster."

"After all, his own cultivation is too weak, and the serious injuries he suffered are not fake. If you want to retreat now, then one day, there will be a time when you can no longer retreat."

Yuan Ming immediately said:
"Yes, the ancestor is right! I will fight him to the death right now."

Yuan Hong smiled slightly at this time, gentle and bright, but there was a creepy feeling in this smile.

"My dear disciple, do you know why I have always valued you and invested a lot of resources in you even though you are not the most talented among all the disciples and you have a bad temper?"

Yuan Ming seemed to have sensed something, his face turned pale, and he said in a trembling voice:

"Then of course the ancestor likes me."

As he spoke, he was already quietly retreating.

It’s a pity that Yuan Hong’s illusion seems to be bound to him, and it can be said that it has taken root there. So no matter how Yuan Ming retreats, Yuan Hong’s illusion will follow him.

Yuan Hong responded calmly:
"We cultivators only talk about interests and planning. What's the point of talking about family affection and love?"

"Ever since one of the seven brothers from Meishan betrayed me, the Dao has been all I have in my heart."

Yuan Ming could already feel a bone-chilling chill rising into his heart. His teeth were chattering up and down, making a "click, click, click" sound. He said in a trembling voice:

"Grandfather, Grandfather, I am still useful. I am trying to find good things to offer to you every day!!"

Yuan Hong seemed not to have heard it, and turned to look at Gong Tianwu:
"The goddess Ba that you killed was made by your majesty himself using the talisman bestowed by him. This time she had a problem, and your majesty sensed it immediately, and after a brief deduction, he sensed your presence."

"Tsk tsk, I never thought that a small character like you could have a hint of destiny hidden in you. You even received an order from above that the person who catches you will receive a generous reward. There is something in this that I am determined to get."

Yuan Ming had already understood what was going to happen, and suddenly rushed towards Gong Tianwu with a scream, and raised his head to expose his throat:
"Hurry up and kill me, kill me!!"

Although Gong Tianwu didn't understand the reason, since Yuan Ming requested so strongly, he just flicked his finger and an ice spike pierced directly into Yuan Ming's head.

Yuan Ming seemed to be willing to take this attack, and actually took the initiative to use his right eye to hit it. With a "pop" sound, it pierced right into the brain!
Yuan Ming was twitching with pain, but he still screamed:
"Come again! Come again!!"

For ordinary people, this blow to the throat would definitely be a fatal injury, but for a peak foundation-building monster like Yuan Ming, it would at most be considered a serious injury.

Gong Tianwu couldn't help but take a look at Qingshi Rongjian. He had never encountered such a strange thing before, but there was an old senior here who was knowledgeable and should know the reason.

(End of this chapter)