Chapter 467: Chapter 185: 80-Year-Old Mother Collapses
The speed of the Sky Dog caught even an old Jianghu hand like Heluo God off guard.
For this fifth-rank dog, he had certainly taken notice, but just paying attention wasn’t enough for the speed of a meteor.
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Tian had already bitten Heluo God’s calf, injecting three types of Disaster Qi which twisted his flesh and muscle, threatening to spread throughout his body.
"This Qi Mechanism..."
Heluo God’s eyebrows twitched, and he decisively amputated his own leg below the knee, physically blocking the spread of the Disaster Qi.
His true form was the Disaster God Baqi, familiar with Disaster Qi, and he detected the three types of Disaster Qi instantly. If the Great God Baqi had been present, this Qi would merely be a snack; unfortunately, it was not his true form here but a split entity, with strength comparable to Xiao Tian, barely managing to resist the Flame Qi while trying to dispel the Disaster Qi.
After amputating his leg, a tentacle covered in scales and suckers grew from below his knee, lashing out as a blurred shadow towards Xiao Tian.
"Wang!"
Xiao Tian decisively released the severed limb, whimpered lightly, and with a flash, he appeared a yard away, dodging the tentacle and transforming into the size of a young calf, his fur blazing like flames.
"Wang Wu!"
The large crimson dog barked loudly, its front paws fiercely slamming the ground, and suddenly a fierce wind uprooted surrounding rocks and even withered trees, rushing forward in a whirl.
This dog also knows magic?
This thought flashed through Heluo God’s mind as he threw up his hand and channeled demonic energy, "Evil Luo Sheng."
Hundreds of skulls gathered in front of his palm, stacking up to form a terrifying portal that blocked the oncoming storm.
"Boom!"
The tempest surged, sweeping up the skies in a grand scale, ominously aligning with the current gloomy weather, seeming to borrow a bit of the power of heaven and earth.
Always sticking by Jiang Li’s side, Xiao Tian seemed to have learned a bit about leveraging external forces too.
The sinister skulls shattered under the barrage of rocks and wood tossed by the wind, and the storm burst out in countless bone-like fragments of Qi Force.
But beyond the broken portal, a dazzling Sword Light suddenly flashed.
The wind was sliced through, and even space seemed to be split, the Sword Light invincible, slashing through the air, shearing off a few strands of crimson fur.
"Wu—"
Xiao Tian flickered at extreme speed, narrowly dodging the Sword Light like a crimson comet, but the chilling proximity still made it emit a low moan.
Such was the sharpness of that Sword Light, surpassing even the primary sword of its master, the Great Circle Sword; if both swords clashed, the Great Circle Sword would surely be damaged.
The storm split apart, passing between two figures, howling through the mountains. At this moment, on Heluo God’s left hand, a sword blade protruded from his palm, followed by the hilt and then the sword’s body; an ancient sword slowly emerged from his arm, entangled by tentacles made from his fingers.
"Sky Cluster Cloud Sword," Jiang Li’s voice resounded heavily.
Originally, it was with the edge of this sword that the Giant Snake Baqi forcibly broke through the Void Illusion Realm, evident of the sword’s sharpness.
Back then, the Sky Cluster Cloud Sword was actually formed by the condensed Dao Fruit Divine Power, but now, it was a genuine physical entity, once having hosted the Dao Fruit of the Giant Snake Baqi.
Lacking the Dao Fruit, the sharpness of the Sky Cluster Cloud Sword had diminished, yet it was still too quick for Xiao Tian to avoid. Heluo God revealed this trump card preparing to strike, but at this moment, a fierce backlash of Flame Qi surged from Zuo Qinghong’s body.
A Sword Light also assaulted at this time.
"Three mountains half fallen beyond the azure sky, two rivers divide Bailu Island."
The sword momentum picturesque, the Sword Light unveiled mountains, rivers, and islands, adding a poetic and artistic conception to the somber sky, the Sword Qi soaring, heading straight for Heluo God.
The Sky Cluster Cloud Sword traced a fierce arc, meeting that Sword Light, like a needle against wheat awn, and the result was just so. That Sword Light split straight open, the painting of mountains and rivers likewise split in mid-air into upper and lower sections.
Such was the sharpness of the Sky Cluster Cloud Sword, truly astonishing.
But in doing so, Heluo God also missed the chance to suppress the Flame Qi, which split and surged into his middle and lower dantians, merging with his blood and True Qi, completely integrating into Zuo Qinghong’s body.
Heluo God’s bloodstream was eroding the flesh around his body, including his limbs and internal organs, even spreading to his brain.
Zuo Qinghong’s eyes immediately lost their luster.
And his life was now in Jiang Li’s hands.
"Looks like you have a share in your new cottage, Jiang Li," a fiery light darted away, leaving only Jiang Li’s lingering voice in the air, echoing faintly, "Tonight at midnight, I will sweep the couch to welcome you, Heluo God. You wouldn’t want your identity to be exposed, would you?"
After the voice ended, the fifth-rank dog had vanished without a trace.
Heluo God looked towards where the sword light had come from and with a slight concentration of his snake-like pupils, he saw a fading blue figure on a mountain peak a mile away.
"Li Qinglian... This Jiang Li indeed has connections with Li Qinglian, who is beyond the reach of the law."
At this, Heluo God sighed, "An old lady collapsing with a baby in her arms, last time it was Tianxuan’s calculations but this time, even this youngster has managed to scheme against me. It’s really true that the new waves of the Yangtze River push the old ones, and the old ones die on the sand."
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Three hundred miles outside Shu County, a storm raged endlessly, huge waves sweeping across one bizarre figure after another.
"Trash!"
A hundred-meter-tall monkey sat on a mountain by the riverbank, using the mountain as a seat, its massive summit firmly flattened by the monkey’s buttocks.
Below the mountain, on the riverbanks, a group of Devil Cultivators, some with scales, others with tails, all revealing part of their demon forms, bowed down in worship towards the monkey.
"All of you are trash! You can’t handle a small task like the Golden Dam, and now even the ripple effects of a minor skirmish between youngsters can scatter the clouds and interrupt the rainfall. What use are you to me?"
Enraged, the monkey suddenly reached out, grabbed several Devil Cultivators, and threw them into its gaping maw.
Accompanied by pitiful wails and a series of chewing sounds, these Devil Cultivators were thus devoured alive by the monkey.
"And you too, you are trash."
Wuzhiqi abruptly turned his head, his fierce eyes fixed on a distant silhouette atop another mountain peak, his voice booming like thunder, "Driven back by a Sixth Rank, the Taiping Sect is really impressive, aren’t they?"
"Wuzhiqi, I am not your subordinate, and you don’t have the right to scold me."
On the mountain, Primordial Lord Rain Master, clad in a water-blue palace dress, spoke coldly, "If it were not for your delay in capturing the Golden Dam and flooding Liangzhou, our sect would not have to be so forbearing. We haven’t blamed you which is already generous, do not push your luck."
Facing the hundred-meter tall giant ape, the human-sized Primordial Lord Rain Master appeared almost ant-like, yet her presence was not diminished in front of this seasoned Great Demon.
Hearing her reply, Wuzhiqi ground his fangs, seemingly looking for an opportunity to strike back. His murderous aura surged, causing the surrounding Devil Cultivators to lose their senses.
"You, youngster, are courting death."
His terrifying eyes gathered, his large hand with thick nails lifted high, and the immense water energy around him turned the air a shade of azure.
The Great Demon, clearly intending to make a move,
But just then, the wind howled and thunder roared. Three powerful auras were approaching.
Sensing these three powers, Wuzhiqi reluctantly lowered his hand, grunting, "Remember, youngster, I am collaborating with Zhang Zhixuan, not with you. Next time you dare to offend, I will not be lenient."
"And please remember, True God, the one in collaboration with our sect is the Dragon Palace, not you."
Primordial Lord Rain Master rebuffed softly, but her tone was somewhat more conciliatory, "As for this matter, our sect has its own plans. True God need only continue to push the floods; the rest will be handled by our sect."
With that, Primordial Lord Rain Master soared into the sky, her movement graceful yet swift, as she went to meet the three arriving colleagues.
"Primordial Lord."
The Gods of Wind, Thunder, and Lightning looked from afar at the Great Demon coiled atop the mountain, all stunned by his enormous fierce aura, but also inquiring Primordial Lord Rain Master about the situation.
Even Thunder God and Mother of Lightning momentarily set aside their dissatisfaction.
"No harm."
Primordial Lord Rain Master shook her head slightly and then spoke solemnly, "This Water Monkey, devouring humans alive, has completely leaned towards his demonic nature; he has started thinking of himself as part of the Demon Clan, as Wuzhiqi himself."
"His Dao Fruit and Wuzhiqi’s have become indistinguishable, completely merged into one. Even if he dies, it will not split from Wuzhiqi’s Dao Fruit but from this ’Wuzhiqi’ of his Dao Fruit. It can be said that Wuzhiqi has become him."
Hearing this, the three Gods all displayed grave expressions.
Wuzhiqi now had completely lost his humanity; dealing with such creatures needs utmost caution because common sense no longer applies to them.
Ironically, this makes the integration with the Dao Fruit even tighter; the present Wuzhiqi could practically be considered the Dao Fruit’s owner reincarnated, with the Dao Fruit Divine Power brought to its utmost potential.