Honghuang: Creation of the Green Lotus, the beginning of the Three Pure Ones

Chapter 383 Three Heads and Six Arms vs. Three Heads and Eight Arms

When Lü Yue returned to Xiqi City, his face was terribly grim. The Plague Umbrella trembled slightly in his hand, and the ghostly patterns on its surface seemed to come alive, emitting a silent roar.

"Master, are we just going to let this go?" Yang Wenhui asked unwillingly.

Lu Yue abruptly flicked his sleeve, and the black mist on the Plague Umbrella suddenly surged. He spoke through gritted teeth.

"How dare a mere dragon ruin my plans? Tomorrow, I will personally lead the charge and ensure that the Shang army is utterly wiped out."

Meanwhile, in the Shang army camp, the soldiers who had been drenched in medicinal rain got up from their sickbeds.

To their surprise, the bluish-black markings on their bodies were fading at a visible rate, and their burning throats had returned to a cool state.

"A miracle! This is a miracle! It is Heaven's favor upon our Great Shang, which has destined our Great Shang to be the rightful heir of the human race."

An old soldier knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly to the dragon shadow in the sky.

This message quickly spread throughout the army. The army's morale soared, and they were ready to conquer Xiqi and tear apart all the treacherous officials and rebels.

As Zhao Gongming watched the dragon figures gradually disappear, he turned to Yang Jian and said, "This time, we owe a great debt to my nephew; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

Yang Jian humbly cupped his hands in thanks: "Uncle-Master, you flatter me. I was merely running errands. Everything is thanks to the Earth Emperor's intervention."

Master Yu Ding stroked his beard and smiled, then said to Yang Jian, "Disciple, there's no need for you to be so modest. You have indeed made a great contribution this time."

Then, Master Yu Ding turned his gaze towards Xiqi City. With a slight frown, he said, "Lu Yue will never let this go. There will definitely be a fierce battle tomorrow."

Fairy Yunxiao lightly waved her sleeve, and the formation diagram of the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation appeared in her palm. Then she turned to look at Ao Guang beside her.

He then said, "Junior Brother Ao Guang, could you lend me six hundred dragons? I need to use six hundred dragons as battle formation soldiers to set up the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation."

The Dragon King of the East Sea replied without hesitation, "Senior Sister Yunxiao, just name your number of dragons. I will not refuse in the slightest."

Because Ao Ping was Chen Xuan's nominal disciple, Ao Guang was also considered a member of the Qinglian Island lineage. Naturally, they addressed each other as fellow disciples, being second-generation Daoist disciples.

Upon hearing this, Yunxiao showed gratitude. He then took Qiongxiao and Bixiao and personally went to select six hundred dragons.

No sooner had the Three Immortal Maidens left than a scout from the Shang army reported that there was unusual activity outside Xiqi City.

Everyone was startled by this. Zhao Gongming asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

The scout knelt on one knee and said, "Black mist is shrouding Xiqi City, and the faint sound of ghosts wailing can be heard. All the guards on the city walls have been withdrawn and replaced by a group of strange men dressed in black robes."

Master Yu Ding suddenly stood up, staring in the direction of Xiqi City, and said, "Lu Yue is about to activate the Plague Formation ahead of schedule."

Sure enough, before the words were even finished, a deafening roar suddenly came from the direction of Xiqi City in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, a jet-black beam of light shot into the sky, exploded in mid-air, and transformed into countless tiny black dots, completely enveloping the entire city of Xiqi.

This inevitably caused the Taoist disciples to look solemn, and Chong Houhu was at a loss, not knowing how to command this battle.

Finally, he simply spoke up and said, "Esteemed immortals, the battle of Xiqi is no longer a battle between ordinary people."

"Although I have led troops in battle for decades, I have never encountered a situation like this before. I no longer know how to command."

"I might as well relinquish command of this army to you immortals. Then I will voluntarily serve as a general and obey your orders." In truth, Chong Houhu was wise; after all, his own abilities were no longer sufficient to command this great battle. It was better to hand over military power to avoid serious losses due to his own mismanagement.

In response, Master Yu Ding nodded directly, "Since the Marquis of the North has said so, then this humble Taoist will not be modest and will temporarily take over command of the army."

Just then, a seven-colored glow rose from the direction of Sishui Pass. Then a lotus platform appeared, heading towards the three armies' camp.

Each lotus platform was pure white, clearly the twelve-petaled Pure White Lotus.

As the twelve-petaled Pure White Lotus fell, the restlessness in everyone's hearts was calmed down at that moment.

At the same time, Chen Xuan's voice came from the white lotus, "Tomorrow, let the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit use the Golden Cloud Crown to break the Plague Formation."

"With the Twelve-Petaled Pure White Lotus present, the plague poison within the Plague Formation cannot harm the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit in the slightest."

The moment Chen Xuan's voice rang out, all the Daoist disciples knelt on the ground. Only after Chen Xuan's voice faded did they slowly rise.

At the same time, she bowed and expressed her gratitude in the direction of Sishui Pass. Then she handed the Twelve-Petaled Pure White Lotus to the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit.

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Nothing happened that night. Early the next morning, Master Yuding led his Taoist disciples, along with Zhang Guifang and Feng Lin, who personally commanded an army of 20,000, to the front lines of the two armies.

These 20,000 soldiers were the most elite and capable men in the army. They were personally selected by Zhang Guifang, with the aim of seizing Xiqi City after the Holy Mother of Fire broke the Plague Formation.

Just as the army had lined up in front of the two armies, a Taoist priest emerged from the black mist. He was none other than Lü Yue, the Plague God of the Jie Sect.

Lu Yue, wielding the Twin Swords of Plague, revealed his three-headed, six-armed form and glared at the Taoist disciples as he spoke.

"Don't think that just because you've broken my Plague Pill, I can't do anything to you. If you're so capable, then break my Plague Formation as well."

"If you cannot break my Plague Formation, then don't blame me for setting it up under the walls of Chaoge City and letting that tyrant personally break it."

Just as Lü Yue was spouting his nonsense, Nezha, riding on his Wind Fire Wheels, charged out. At the same time, he revealed his three-headed, eight-armed form.

"So you're Lü Yue, with three heads and six arms. Today, let's have a fight and see if your three heads and six arms are more powerful, or my three heads and eight arms are more powerful."

As he spoke, Nezha thrust out his Fire-Tipped Spear one after another. Each thrust was accompanied by bursts of fire, aimed directly at Lü Yue's vital points.

This made Lü Yue frown, and he immediately summoned the Heavenly Seal, smashing it directly down on Nezha's head.

Seeing that Lü Yue was actually using a magic weapon, Nezha couldn't help but smile. He immediately summoned the Qiankun Ring in his hand and smashed it directly at the Xingtian Seal.

The two magical artifacts collided, producing a deafening sound. Finally, they each flew back to their respective owners.

At this moment, Nezha unleashed all his magical treasures at once, charging towards Lü Yue from different directions.

Lü Yue hadn't expected Nezha to have so many magical treasures. He was momentarily flustered and immediately used his own magical treasures to defend himself.

Nezha, however, brandished his Fire-Tipped Spear and, taking advantage of the moment when Lü Yue was defending against the magic weapon, thrust it directly at Lü Yue's face.

No matter what, Nezha had two more arms than Lü Yue. To some extent, this gave him an advantage, inevitably putting Lü Yue at a disadvantage.

(End of this chapter)