A master of comedy!

Chapter 156 The Transformation of Luo Shu
A beam of white light emerged from between the general's eyebrows, then slowly spread downwards, finally splitting him in two from head to toe.

Cut it off!

A large amount of yin energy and demonic energy dissipated, like a flood that had been released from its dam, becoming uncontrollable.

"here you go!"

"Pretty!"

Yao Taifeng and Guan Buping cheered at the same time. They had already lent all their strength to Zhou Sheng through the spider silk, and at this moment they could only barely hold on.

The golden statue of incense in the air slowly landed. Zheng Chenghuang removed the restriction, and the golden light on his body was faintly visible. The wooden tablet in his hand was covered with cracks.

The accumulated divine power of incense offerings over countless years has been almost entirely depleted, with seventy to eighty percent of it being consumed.

But He looked at Zhou Sheng with a bright and excited expression, a smile playing on his lips.

"Nephew, do not delay! His yin energy is too strong; one strike is not enough!"

The title has changed to "Dear Nephew".

Before he could finish speaking, the ring-pommel sword in Zhou Sheng's hand had already transformed into a crescent-shaped sword. He performed a series of somersaults to gather strength, and the sword danced in the wind, manifesting a phantom image of a blue dragon.

Jinse's eyes gleamed with a strange light, and the music of her zither suddenly changed, becoming sharp and piercing like a sword. It transformed from a Zen-like and profound melody of tranquility and benevolence into a deadly ambush.

Zhou Sheng's strike suddenly surged with murderous intent, its power increasing even further.

He let out a long roar that shook the heavens, his blade slicing across the moon, accompanied by a hundred-foot-long azure dragon phantom, and slashed at the Great General once more.

Spring and Autumn Sword Manual, Crescent Moon Slash!
Stimulated by the near-death experience, the general seemed to awaken to something and tacitly agreed to a temporary truce with the Tiger God.

His shattered soul body is being gradually gathered together by demonic power. If given enough time, it can indeed be reshaped.

Unfortunately, Zhou Sheng wouldn't give him any chance.

Under the moonlight, a green dragon appeared, its blade flashing like a rainbow.

The general roared and tried to reach out and grab the Azure Dragon Blade with both hands.

hum!
This powerful strike, like a comet crashing to earth, actually paused for a moment. But accompanied by a high-pitched and resounding dragon's roar, the crescent blade severed the general's hands, shattered his head, shoulders, and chest...

Just as the general was about to perish completely under this blade, a faint sigh suddenly rang out.

Time seemed to slow down all around, and even the most powerful slash seemed to crawl like a tortoise.

A lotus flower slowly falls, radiating countless rays of light.

The most mysterious city lord has finally appeared.

He wore a white robe that seemed to be woven from moonlight, a mask of the Emperor of Fengdu, and stood barefoot on a lotus flower, slowly raising one hand.

The terrifying magical power transformed into a gigantic hand that blotted out the sky, seemingly capable of plucking stars and seizing the moon, attempting to capture the Great General's soul.

Both Yao Taifeng and Guan Buping had feelings of resentment in their eyes, but they were unable to move.

The zither resonated with clear, melodious sounds, and the ancient zither on her lap emitted a bright light. Her ten jade-like fingers were bleeding from the pressure on the strings, which were stained red, as she tried to use the sound waves to resist the giant hand.

However, with her magical powers, she was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in front of the city lord.

With a snap, the strings broke one after another.

Bloodstains appeared on her body, staining her snow-white dress crimson.

Zheng Chenghuang was also unwilling, but the wooden tablet in his hand was almost shattered, and the incense and divine power were almost exhausted. He could only watch helplessly as that nightmarish enemy was rescued.

There is only one exception.

Yu Zhensheng finally opened his eyes, not his eyes, but the third eye between his eyebrows that belonged to Lord Ma.

boom!
A series of dazzling divine lights bloomed.

Yu Zhensheng, who had been waiting to strike on the battlefield but remained an observer, made his first move.

"I am the Three-Eyed Venerable Huaguang, who burns the demon cave and refines the demonic aura!"

"Look up if you don't believe me—"

Its golden eyes glared fiercely, opening and closing like the blazing sun breaking through the clouds, with celestial fire appearing and disappearing.

"Heavenly thunder and earthly fire will annihilate your soul!"

With a deafening roar, thunder roared! As the lyrics were finished, lightning actually struck all around, and fire surged from the ground. Amidst the raging thunder and fire, a golden spear pierced through.

Flame-like divine patterns surrounded him, and his white beard turned crimson.

Behind him, a very realistic phantom image of a deity appeared.

His face was as red as flames, his three eyes were wide open in anger, and golden patterns were hidden beneath his skin, like magma flowing underground.

He rode on a fiery wheel, holding a golden spear in one hand and a golden brick in the other, his divine power was magnificent, fierce and domineering!

The Dharma Image of Emperor Huaguang, Ma Tianjun!
At this moment, Yu Zhensheng seemed to have recreated his peak glory, his golden spear invincible, shattering the sky-covering hand in a single move.

In an instant, it was as if some invisible shackles had shattered, and the flow of time returned to normal.

The clouds are still clouds, the stars are still stars, and the moon is still the moon.

In that brief moment, it felt as if one had been transported to another world.

A drop of blood fell from the city lord's fingertip, landing on the ground and transforming into a blooming lotus flower.

At that moment, a loud bang was heard.

A terrifying crack appeared on the earth, the mark left by the Green Dragon Crescent Blade.

With a single strike, the general's soul was completely annihilated.

The tortoise shell Luoshu in Zhou Sheng's sea of ​​consciousness roared and trembled, instantly bursting forth with ten thousand rays of light, illuminating the entire sea of ​​consciousness until it was crystal clear.

The Luo Shu had never been so dazzling. Under the massive energy, the patterns on the tortoise shell seemed to have undergone some kind of change, and it even began to tremble violently without Zhou Sheng's questioning.

This time, instead of golden flames, it produced a crisp sound like copper coins striking tortoise shells.

It was as if something else had appeared inside the tortoise shell.

Zhou Sheng was startled, sensing that the tortoise shell seemed to have awakened some new function, but he couldn't figure it out yet and needed to explore it further in private.

He was overjoyed. It turned out that after the tortoise shell received enough energy, it would undergo some kind of miraculous change, like a constantly awakening...divine artifact?
However, before he could be happy for long, a tiger's roar suddenly rang out.

Roar!
A wisp of remnant soul flew out; it was a black tiger the size of an elephant, with wings even growing from its sides. Its eyes gleamed with ferocity, filled with both hatred and excitement, and it suddenly flew towards Zhou Sheng.

"Oops!"

Jinse was startled; the remnant soul of the tiger god was still alive?
Amidst the tiger's roar, the remnant soul of the tiger god entered Zhou Sheng's body, and countless demonic energies permeated the air, transforming into a series of devilish whispers.

"That foolish disciple really thought I was completely bound to him."

Actually, I think more highly of you than him...

"What a...perfect body!"

Stimulated by the demonic energy, Zhou Sheng's skin began to sprout tiger-like fur, and at the same time, he felt his mind being violently impacted.

The malevolent and violent energy burrowed into his brain like poisonous insects, causing his consciousness to become somewhat disordered, and his pupils would sometimes bulge and sometimes return to normal.

It was under these circumstances that Xiao Huchen managed to hold on for over a hundred years.
At this moment, Zhou Sheng actually felt a bit of admiration for the enemy he had just killed.

He tried to urge Yazi to suppress the remnant soul of the Tiger God, but to his surprise, Yazi, which was known for its ferocity, did not react at all, nor did it make any move to protect its master.

"Hahaha, you're just like my foolish disciple, actually thinking... you can suppress me just by having Yazi?"

The remnant soul of the Tiger God spoke with great pride, saying, "Don't forget, the reason I was able to survive three heavenly tribulations back then was because of the Changbai Mountain dragon vein."

"The so-called idea that obtaining Yazi would completely suppress me is nothing but... I lied to him. In the darkness, I have already subtly influenced his mind."

"Furthermore... I can even use the power of Yazi to cultivate and become even stronger!"

"Thank you for sending Yazi, and this vibrant...beautiful body—"

Suddenly, the remnant soul of the Tiger God paused, its triumph turning into surprise, and even a hint of fear.

"What are you doing? Wait!"

However, Zhou Sheng had already taken out the hemp rope filled with an eerie aura and, in full view of everyone, put it around his neck while chanting the true name of the Yinshan Ghost King.

"Ramata Vajra Protector, Vairocana Flame King of Light and Shadow, I am willing to offer the demonic soul within my body as an offering to the altar..."

(End of this chapter)