One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 453 Mythological Biographies III

The sky was gloomy, and the swirling halo hanging in the sky dimmed.

The surrounding cultivators looked at the Taishan Warrior with a newfound sense of awe.

But at that moment, a strong wind rose between heaven and earth.

Amidst the strong winds, thunder and lightning flashed erratically, and the Taishan Warrior sensed a powerful will within them.

"Become a god?"

That was the wind and thunder warning him. Just as the Taishan Warrior sensed the message from the wind and thunder, he saw a cold glint bursting from the void.

That glint of cold light was incredibly fast; it was already right in front of him the moment he saw it. He only had time to raise his hand in front of him, and in that instant, his earthen-yellow hand had grown enormous, reaching out to grab at that sword light.

This grab was no simple matter; it was a technique from the Golden Crow Capturing Hand. He not only wanted to catch the sword light, but also to grab the swordsman controlling the sword.

The instant his hand pressed down, he had already grasped the sword light. Not only did he grasp the sword light, but the person behind the sword was also revealed, about to be grabbed as well. However, his hand cracked and collapsed under the sword light.

That breakdown spread rapidly from his palms to his arms, and then to his body.

One of the sword lights rushed towards his head, but the instant the sword light struck his head, his body turned into a cloud of yellow dust.

A figure dressed in imperial robes, wielding a bronze sword with a golden hilt, emerged from the void. His eyes gleamed with black light as he gazed at the scattered yellow earth before him, raising his sword once more.

The Taishan Warrior was about to burrow into the earth. He was already considered to have an innate earth element body and was the second nascent soul refined by the Xuancha Pearl. At this moment, he actually felt a fatal danger. He even felt that he could not dodge this sword.

He was being watched by the sword.

The void passage that was originally locked by the Yuan Magnetic Yin-Yang Ring was about to loosen at this moment because the Taishan Warrior had been severely injured.

Just then, a sudden burst of light shone in the sky, and the entire world seemed to freeze. The previously indistinct dark clouds transformed into mountains.

Amidst the clouds and mountains, palaces and scattered lights can be seen, as if immortals dwell there in seclusion.

"clang!"

With a single bell tolling, the world fell silent, and the yellow earth, which was about to sink into the earth, began to sink into the mountains in the sky.

A flash of magical light appeared on the mountain, and the second nascent soul was retrieved.

Zhou Zhao sneered and said, "Your Tiandu Mountain wanted to protect this starry sky and guide your ancestor back, but at this time, you came here. You are simply courting death."

"Today, I will shatter your delusions and bury your mountain."

No one answered him from within Tiandu Mountain, but he could see that the mountain was getting bigger and closer, and the mountain scenery was becoming more and more real.

Just then, darkness suddenly surged from all directions, rushing towards Tiandu Mountain like a tide.

Zhao Fuyun, who was in the mountains, had already appeared on the roof of the Li Huo Palace. Above his head, a yellow cloud was churning and then condensed into a bright yellow bead that hung above his head, emitting light. Inside the bead, it seemed as if yellow waves were surging.

Before him lay a great city, a place shrouded in mystery yet imbued with a touch of domineering arrogance.

However, he didn't see much, because a thick darkness appeared in the sky, and the darkness surging in from all directions was like a giant wave, threatening to engulf Tiandu Mountain.

Upon hearing Zhou Zhao's words from below, his heart sank.

As he looked up, he discovered that the starry sky that had always been above Tiandu Mountain had been dispersed and swallowed by darkness.

He didn't know what was in the darkness, or whether it had been lying in ambush all along, ready to surround Tiandu Mountain as soon as it appeared in the sky.

At that moment, he also clearly sensed something in the darkness, but he didn't know what it was.

Big devil? monster?
He didn't know, he only knew that the darkness was as deep as the tide.

The darkness surged into Tiandu Mountain.

Zhao Fuyun sensed that something in the darkness was trying to seize his Yuan Magnetic Yin-Yang Ring. Because the darkness blocked his vision, he had to reach out and hook his hand in the air. A circle of silver-gray light came through the air, landed on his index finger, quickly rotated, and slid down to his wrist.

The moment the Yuan Magnetic Yin-Yang Ring landed on his finger, another hand followed closely and reached out to grab it, but the target changed from the Yuan Magnetic Yin-Yang Ring to grab Zhao Fuyun.

However, as his hand reached towards Tiandu Mountain, it kept shrinking.

Mount Tiandu is shrouded in a forbidden array.

Just then, he heard the sound of wind and thunder outside, and he heard Senior Brother Feng's voice: "Senior Brother Feng Lei, come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Fuyun saw a wisp of wind carrying a flash of lightning enter Tiandu Mountain, the wind and lightning twisting and turning in the void.

However, Zhao Fuyun discovered that a wisp of black smoke was attached to him and entered Tiandu Mountain.

Zhao Fuyun saw it, and he believed that Feng Hongshi must have seen it too.

Sure enough, at that moment a ray of light flashed past the wisp of black smoke, and the black smoke dissipated in the light.

However, at this moment, Zhao Fuyun saw a pair of giant hands reach out from the darkness and pierce into the light of Tiandu Mountain.

His hands were bluish-black, enormous, and covered in hair. His hands pierced into the void, causing Mount Tiandu to tremble and a sudden storm to rise within it.

Just then, a sword light flew up from the mountain. The sword light was as cold as frost, cutting through the void and slashing towards those two hands.

The sword light was extremely fast, flashing past in an instant, slicing the hands in half. The hands, in pain, quickly retreated into the darkness.

Suddenly, a huge spiked club crashed down from the darkness. The divine light on Mount Tiandu shone brightly, catching the massive club. Zhao Fuyun felt the mountain tremor, and even sensed the water gushing from the great lake within.

"Senior Brother Feng, what do you say?" It was Ma Sanhu's voice.

Unbeknownst to them, Ma Sanhu had already returned to the mountains, and that sword strike just now was also his.

Zhao Fuyun, however, heard Feng Hongshi say, "Let's have a fight and see if the Patriarch will return with us."

“Alright, let me, Ma Sanhu, experience the Void-Piercing Demon-Slaying Sword Technique of the Great Zhou Martial Emperor.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a sword light shot into the sky, piercing through the forbidden magic of Tiandu Mountain and rushing into the darkness outside. The sword light broke through the darkness.

Immediately, a sword came towards Ma Sanhu, its light seemingly capable of piercing through the void.

Ma Sanhu immediately raised his sword to meet the attack, and in just a moment, the sound of rapid sword strikes could be heard again.

“Ding ding ding!…”

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Fuyun saw a sword light rushing towards the mountain. Zhao Fuyun could see clearly that the person was almost no longer human, just a skeleton. The once spirited Ma Sanhu had been stripped of all his flesh and blood.

A sword light chased after Ma Sanhu. Zhao Fuyun flicked his finger, and the Yin-Yang Ring flew out, crashing into the pursuing sword light.

"Clang!" The pursuing sword light was shattered by the Yin-Yang Ring.

Zhao Fuyun didn't know what Feng Hongshi was thinking. Suddenly, he saw someone appear in the sky above Tiandu Mountain. It was Emperor Zhou Zhao. He was huge and swung his sword towards Tiandu Mountain.

Zhao Fuyun felt as if this sword strike could cleave a mountain in two.

However, at that moment, a green bamboo staff appeared in the mountains, heading towards the sword light.

The light of the Dharma soared, and Mount Tiandu trembled. In that instant, the protective array's light was disturbed, and streams of black energy rushed in.

"Junior Brother Fu Yun, go protect Junior Sister Xun."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Fuyun leaped up and headed towards Lanyin Xiaozhu.

He knew that Xun Lanyin was in seclusion trying to break through to the Nascent Soul realm, and some time had passed, but she had not yet emerged from seclusion, so there might be some problem.

When he arrived at Lan Yin Cottage, he did not go inside, but stood on the roof. Then he immediately saw a figure appear nearby.

The figure approached rapidly, and its form quickly became clear.

It turned out to be a female cultivator. Dressed in a red dress, she walked among the green leaves of the mountain forest, looking out of place like a demon. She sighed, "After so many years, I've finally returned. Young man, what year is it now? What's your name?"

However, at this moment, Zhao Fuyun's right hand suddenly reached into the void behind his ear, and ripples appeared in the void behind his ear, as if his fingers had plunged into water.

When the void solidified, a pitch-black needle was already between his fingers.

The woman in the woods looked slightly surprised.

Zhao Fuyun turned to look behind him, where another figure had appeared at some point.

Looking in other directions, more figures appeared in the shadows.

As soon as they came out, they headed this way. Zhao Fuyun didn't know if it was a coincidence or if they were specifically coming for Xun Lanyin.

Zhao Fuyun had no intention of holding back. A beam of yellow light shot up from above his head, transforming into a giant hand in the void, which reached out to grab the red-clad female cultivator. The female cultivator was surprised and turned to leave, but found that the hand possessed an unusual power.

The hand appeared and was already in front of her, imprisoning the void and suppressing her. After being grabbed, her thoughts seemed to be frozen by the earth, and she soon lost all desire.

On the other side, Zhao Fuyun had already flicked out the Yuan Magnetic Yin-Yang Ring. The Yin-Yang Ring flashed in the void, leaving a circle of light. When it reappeared, it was already encircling a figure. The figure flickered, trying to escape, but was still trapped by the Yin-Yang Ring. The other party had no physical body, but was still locked by the Yin-Yang Ring and could not move.

On the other side, Zhao Fuyun flicked his sword, and a golden light streaked across the void. The person hiding in the shadows was ripped open by this finger, which also ripped open his body, causing it to burst into flames.

He looked up at other parts of the mountain and found that the mountain had been invaded, and he could vaguely hear the roar of a dragon.

The sounds of fighting could be heard from various halls and caves.

Just then, he heard Feng Hongshi's voice.

“Junior Brother Fu Yun, the Great Demon has already descended, but the Ancestor has not returned. It is no longer possible to set the time. We need to seal the mountain. If we do not seal the mountain, the entire Tiandu Mountain will fall. Only by sealing the mountain can we slowly refine the Great Demon that has intruded. You must protect Junior Sister Xun and prevent her from being corrupted by Yama.”

As Feng Hongshi finished speaking, Zhao Fuyun felt a radiance flashing on Tiandu Mountain, followed by a thick fog that enveloped the entire mountain.

At the same time, Zhao Fuyun also felt that the entire mountain seemed to be shrinking and disappearing into the earth.

Outside Tiandu Mountain, in Zhou Zhao's eyes, the originally luminous mountain body of Tiandu Mountain quickly darkened and then merged with the clouds, as if the mountain was originally formed by the condensation of clouds and mist.

With a single slash of his sword, a ravine appeared in the sky, the clouds dispersed and the wind raged, but Tian Du Mountain was nowhere to be seen.

Some of the cultivators present had already been captured and swallowed by the great demon in the darkness, while others had escaped.

Between heaven and earth, the starlight faded, and darkness descended.

All sources of light seemed to be imprisoned by darkness.

[Part One Complete]

Gloom is an inescapable hue in the world, and the light needs a hero to hold it.

(End of this chapter)