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Chapter 209 Yellow Demon God

A green snake, hidden in a sleeve, moves with thunderous force, cleaving through turbid waves three thousand fathoms deep.

A single point of pure yang ignites the sea's eye, and the ancient demonic aura transforms into a dragon's roar.

Beneath the Yellow Springs, a figure, enveloped in a vast sword aura, slashed through countless ghosts like a meteor, riding the dark currents like a dragon, heading towards the deepest part.

"Boss Long, wait—"

Before General Lu could finish his telepathic message, he saw the figure shimmering with the divine light of water disappear before his eyes.

The Black and White Impermanence stopped General Lu from following them.

"Come on, can't you see that this Boss Long has been playing dumb with us all along?"

"He commands the waters of the heavens and controls the flow of all marshes; even the Yellow Springs obey his commands. Such water-controlling supernatural powers are extraordinary and he is quite like a dragon king."

White Impermanence sighed, "Traveling by water is probably exactly what he wanted."

"It's not just water control, this sword energy... it seems a bit familiar, reminding me of an old friend."

As Hei Wuchang sensed the terrifying sharpness, he recalled a graceful Taoist priest in white robes carrying a sword.

The ancestor of all sword immortals under heaven, Lü Dongbin of Chunyang.

Could this sorcerer be a descendant of Lü Dongbin?
Gazing at the white-clad figure in the water, who resembled a king and instead of retreating in the face of countless ghosts, actively attacked the underwater demon god, the two brothers exchanged a glance and both had a vague premonition.

This year's Ghost Festival performance is likely to be very lively.

Lu Zhidao thought he had picked a soft target, but little did he know that this person was also a ruthless individual.

Boom!

The sword energy was like thunder, booming endlessly underwater.

At this moment, Zhou Sheng seemed to transform into an invincible sword light, smashing all the demons and monsters before him.

The icy Yellow Spring water didn't make him feel uncomfortable; instead, it continuously supplied him with power. Every drop of water seemed to become an extension of his body, transforming into undercurrents, whirlpools, columns of water, and waves with a thought...

Like a dragon plunging into the sea, stirring up storms and waves at Yunjin.

The most lively thing was the Luoshu in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Each water ghost slain brings a wisp of energy. Although not much, the sheer number of them quickly makes the Luo Shu shine brightly and dazzlingly.

After an unknown amount of time, the fighting finally reached its peak, and even the crazed water ghosts felt fear and began to scatter.

Even though the ghost king hidden at the bottom of the water kept issuing orders, it was no use in changing the situation.

"Got you!"

After diving to a depth of three hundred feet, Zhou Sheng finally spotted the figure hidden behind the curtain underwater.

It was a demon king with yellow beard and red hair, his eyes wide open in anger, his aura fierce, holding a twelve-pronged sky-supporting trident, and his feet were webbed like a fish.

It was none other than the Ghost King, the Yellow Demon God.

Among the thousands of ghost kings in the underworld, He is not considered powerful, but because He is located in the special place of the Yellow Springs, no one can do anything to Him. In addition, He commands an army of thousands of water ghosts and has always been a dominant force in the region.

However, the tyrannical Yellow Demon God never expected that a mere Yin Opera Master could actually fight his way to three hundred feet below the Yellow Springs and find His true form.

It should be known that the waters of the Yellow Springs are unfathomably deep, and the deeper one goes, the colder it becomes; even He finds it difficult to withstand going any deeper.

Just who is this sorcerer?
Could that old bastard Lu Zhidao be deliberately setting a trap for me?
"kill!!"

Upon seeing the Yellow Demon God, Zhou Sheng's tongue thundered, his long hair flew wildly, and his gaze became resolute and sharp as he exhaled sonic waves underwater.

The Yellow Demon God dodged to the side, and a strand of his red hair was cut off.

Anger flashed in his eyes. He raised the trident in his hand and activated his supernatural power. The next moment, countless dark currents swept towards Zhou Sheng, but they suddenly dissipated when they reached a distance of three zhang.

Instead, a huge vortex suddenly appeared beneath the feet of the Yellow Demon God, causing him to spin around.

This kid's ability to control water is even greater than mine? At this moment, the Yellow Demon God suddenly felt it was utterly absurd. He was born and raised in water, and his greatest pride was his supernatural ability to control water.

But why did everything fail in front of this mortal?

Could he be the reincarnation of the Dragon King?
hum! !

The sword energy moved again, darting underwater like lightning, and instantly slashed a bloody gash across the face of the Yellow Demon God.

If He hadn't blocked with His trident in time, half of His head would probably have been chopped off.

"Young man, stop your arrogance!"

Although the opponent came with great force, Huang Moshen had dominated for many years and was also arrogant. He was not afraid when he was injured, but instead his ferocity was aroused.

He stepped forward and threw the twelve-pronged fork that shot towards Zhou Sheng like sharp arrows; the sharp fork tips could pierce even the scales of a dragon.

Even the incense offerings and golden statues of some ghosts and gods could not withstand the sharpness of His precious trident.

Whoosh!

Undercurrents surged, and layers of invisible ripples continuously reduced the speed of the treasure fork. By the time it reached Zhou Sheng, it had lost most of its power.

Zhou Sheng dodged to the side and easily clamped down on it with the strength of a dragon's claw.

However, the Yellow Demon God revealed a cold smile: "Come here to me!!"

He pulled with his hand, and it seemed as if there was an invisible chain at the end of the Heavenly Leg, which brought Zhou Sheng over.

This is a very special magical artifact, shaped like a harpoon with a chain attached to its tail. Legend has it that it was a tool used by fishermen in the East China Sea for whaling.

Once pierced, twelve hooks pierce the body, and even a giant whale cannot escape.

Fortunately, Zhou Sheng was only holding it with his hands.

He did not release the Sky-Supporting Trident, but instead took the opportunity to rush towards his opponent, his eyes flashing with sword light, and a Yazi Treasure Blade appeared in his hand.

When swords clash, the brave shall prevail in a narrow encounter!

clang!clang!clang!
Even underwater, the sound of the weapons clashing still reverberated, creating ripples.

The two exchanged dozens of blows in the blink of an eye, each a direct clash of titans, a head-on confrontation.

The opponent's Sky-Supporting Fork was extremely hard, and it could hold its own even against the sharp edge of Ya Zi. However, Zhou Sheng had not only Ya Zi, but also Chi Wen and the Pure Yang Sword Embryo.

During the fight, he also had to constantly guard against sneak attacks from sword energy and interference from undercurrents, becoming increasingly constrained as the fight progressed.

In terms of cultivation, He was actually a step above His opponent, but after exchanging 150 blows, Zhou Sheng delivered a powerful downward slash with his Guan Dao, leaving deep marks on the treasure fork.

The weapons Zhou Sheng wielded were constantly changing, making it impossible for Him to defend against them, and He quickly sustained numerous injuries.

The scales of victory are tipping in Zhou Sheng's favor.

"Hey, kid, don't be so arrogant! I'm not feeling well today, let's fight again next time!"

After saying this, the Yellow Demon God made a hand seal and chanted an incantation, then used a teleportation technique to escape into the distance.

Zhou Sheng used his water-controlling supernatural powers to block the road, but it was broken open by the fork.

Although Huang Moshen was not as good as Zhou Sheng in water control, he was not completely crushed and could still break through Zhou Sheng's blockade.

As the "fat sheep" he had almost caught was about to escape, a hint of regret flashed in Zhou Sheng's eyes.

Killing this one person would likely yield energy comparable to that of thousands of water ghosts, but today we have to perform a Ghost Festival opera, so it's not a good time to pursue and kill him.

But just then, a figure suddenly appeared in the path of the Yellow Demon God's escape.

She wore a bright red wedding dress, and her red veil swayed slightly underwater, vaguely revealing a delicate but pale face.

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(End of this chapter)