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Chapter 324 You still say you're not from the Divine Firmament Sect
A colossal creature, tens of meters tall and hundreds of meters long, with eight heads and eight tails, meanders along the coast, its body, formed from a mixture of seawater and willpower, leaving dark marks on the earth.

The toxin, which has been elevated from legend, spreads and evaporates along the water dripping from its body. Ordinary people who only come into contact with a little bit will instantly lose their lives.

"What's going on with this thing? It won't fight back no matter how much I hit it. Do normal demon gods have this kind of stubbornness?"

Aunt Bai, draped in a poison-repelling spell, was panting heavily. She was gripping a tail tightly with both hands, but it was as if half of her body was being dragged into the ground like a plowshare.

Seeing that she was almost buried, the owner of Moyuxuan, who had exhausted his magical power, simply moved aside and said:

"You should think of this thing as a spirit or something. Although most of its power comes from the illusory god, its core is the obsession of the previous corpse, or the spiritual contract established by the person who sealed this illusory god's fragmented spirit. In short, it is now carrying out commands like a spirit carrying out the obsession of its original body. Unless its survival is truly threatened, it is impossible to stop it!"

"Instead of wasting your time arguing with me about these theories, why don't you think of a solution? Or you could release a 'ground-turning steel' spell for me, since this rotten beach is so bad you can't even stand on your own two feet!" Aunt Bai was like a nail driven into the ground, but she was still being dragged along by the terrifying power of the Yamata no Orochi. To avoid falling flat on her face, Aunt Bai adopted a water-skiing posture, but she still couldn't resist the power brought by the enormous size of the serpent.

Fortunately, the Yamata no Orochi had no intention of fighting; otherwise, a single slap of its tail would have pinned Aunt Bai to the ground.

"It's no use letting go, the size difference is too great. At most, you'll just go from being stuck in the ground to slipping on the ground. Speaking of which, can't you show your true form? Look at Old Liu, he's putting in much more effort than you." Boss Mo Yuxuan glanced at the end of the other tail of the Yamata no Orochi not far away. A water buffalo with a shoulder height of nearly ten meters was holding onto the snake's tail tightly. Although it was also being dragged by the Yamata no Orochi, it looked like it was putting in more effort than Aunt Bai.

"I'm not that big, stupid ox; revealing my true form will only make me look smaller!" Not only is her human form petite, but Aunt Bai's true form is only the size of a palm. If this thing in front of her were a real, powerful demon, she could try to enter its body and see if she could pull off some tricks. But this thing is just a water ball, and she really doesn't have any good ideas...

"correct!"

Suddenly, Aunt Bai realized what was happening and immediately said:
"Since it's a spirit ghost, what about the Ghost Control Spell? Can the Ghost Control Spell be used? Force the spirit contract!"

"You could have thought of that? We thought of that a long time ago. The spirit contract can only be signed after the illusory god has been tamed. The first dozen or so people were already preparing the fourth ghost-catching spell, but it was completely useless! If we had enough oil, I suspect they would have already started considering whether they could fry the ghosts!"

Boss Mo Yuxuan estimated the extent of his mana recovery and shook his head helplessly. To say that killing this great demon was not difficult, if he was not mistaken, the great cultivators in the city who had not yet come out should have already begun to prepare rituals and set up altars.

In half an hour at most, they can invite the next righteous god of the Thunder or Fire Department, at which point no demons or monsters will be of any concern.

The problem is that if this thing gets into the city in half an hour, the spread of the poison will take forever to clear. It's also unrealistic to use poison-repelling spells on the people (we don't have that much magic power). As for evacuation, with a million people in the port city, how easy is it to evacuate them?

Just as he was pondering what other suitable spells could be used, Aunt Bai suddenly let go of his hand and jumped out of the plowed trench.

Without waiting for Boss Mo Yuxuan to ask, he grabbed him by the collar and dashed away.

Not only him, but almost all the great demons present stopped what they were doing at the same time, grabbed the human cultivators next to them who hadn't reacted yet, and ran away.

The human cultivators who were a little further away reacted a beat slower, but seeing everyone running, they all followed suit unless they were fools. It was only after they were away from the Yamata no Orochi that the intense sense of danger began to set in.

"This……"

Before a single word could be uttered, the golden-red lightning suddenly transformed into a thunderbolt that stretched from the sky to the earth, slamming heavily into the point where the head and tail of the Yamata no Orochi connected. At that thick, un-serpentine spot, rampant lightning leaped wildly across the serpent's body. The body, constructed from seawater, evil spirits, and turbid desires, continuously evaporated and boiled in the lightning, the poisonous steam turning into a dark red mist that dissipated, only to be disintegrated by the lightning again in the next instant.

A fishy, ​​foul odor spread with the thunder, and the electrolyzed hydrogen mixed with oxygen was re-ignited by the electric spark, causing a secondary explosion.

In an instant, fire and lightning completely enveloped the middle section of the Yamata no Orochi's body. The blinding flames and the sudden rise in temperature dispersed the ozone fumes.

"Wow...what powerful lightning magic!"

Boss Mo Yuxuan stared in disbelief at the terrifying lightning magic, while Aunt Bai beside him kept rubbing her body to quickly calm the bristling hairs on her body.

In that instant, she even felt the approach of death like never before, a feeling she had never experienced since she took human form.

Compared to humans, demons, due to the need for a soul proxy in their early stages, often have more free time after transforming into human form (Note ①). This means that they have far more sensitive intuition than human cultivators.

As her taut skin gradually relaxed, she noticed that her long hair, which had been tied up, had completely come undone. Fortunately, there were many others like that around her, so she quickly reached out and smoothed her hair down, managing to avoid making a fool of herself.

"hold head high!"

A roar, like the cry of a dragon or the roar of surging sea, emanated from the eight snake heads, and sixteen eyes, like molten copper, simultaneously gazed at the figure falling from the sky in the distance.

"As expected of the current leader of the Shenxiao Sect, this golden-red color is quite different from the ordinary Five Elements Thunder Techniques. It should not be the 'Nine Heavens Responding to the Origin of Thunder Universal Transformation Heavenly Venerable Jade Pivot Treasure Scripture'. Could it be the legendary 'Supreme Shenxiao Jade Pivot Five Thunder Slaying and Examining Great Technique'? The golden-red color should belong to the fire and earth elements. Earth thunder to ward off disasters and divine thunder to slay demons, truly a wonderful technique!"

The owner of Moyuxuan looked at him with reverence, but Aunt Bai suddenly slapped him across the face—

"What are you still arguing about? Can't you see this thing has stopped? Hurry up and start the jar!"

"Ah... Oh!" After Aunt Bai's reminder, Boss Mo Yuxuan also realized what was going on and immediately took out the materials from the Pot Heaven Bag to start setting up the altar. This is the problem with cultivators in the folk world; they need ritual assistance to unleash the maximum power of their spells.

Previously, the main objective was interception, so there was no time to set up an altar. Now that the giant snake had stopped, everyone immediately used their best skills. When Feng Xue landed, she saw dozens of altars and tables of various sizes scattered around the eight-headed giant snake, which was tens of meters tall, like people burning paper money on the street during the Ghost Festival.

(End of this chapter)