The scarlet, ominous light of the red-coloured demon star descended into the sky, sending a chill through the hearts of all who looked upon it.
Eastern Japan.
Honnouji Temple.
Sujang Naruto, who was annoyed at Akechi Mitsuhide for setting off the rebel flag, was also aghast, looking up at the crimson starlight in the sky with a puzzled look, “The flag of Chi, it has come so soon.”
This was the time to fight for the Sixth Heavenly Demon’s Qi, but unfortunately, Su Zhan Ming Zun had long since withdrawn from the fight.
However, after withdrawing, when he saw the Banner of Chi descending at this time, Su Zhan Ming Zun still had a hint of desire in his heart.
“Let’s hope this demonic Qi doesn’t fall into the hands of Qing Yu.” Su Zhan Ming Zun shook his head and whispered.
As he was lamenting, Su Zhan Ming Zun suddenly raised his hand to grip the Heavenly Clouds Sword and slashed upwards, colliding with the sudden appearance of the terrifying demonic shadow.
“Boom…”
The whole temple was shaken, and the bitter wind overturned the surrounding buildings and split the lotus pond beside him.
“Yu was really underestimated.”
Sujang Mingzun’s gaze was directed at the black figures around him, and he could not hide the harshness in his eyes, “Four Tong Shen realms, how dare they come to strike at Yu!”
Just now, these four people had formed a large formation and attacked out of nowhere, looking like they had come to kill Zhanzhang Mingzun.
“Why don’t you dare?”
The Sword Princess among the four sneered, “Even we have not noticed our approach, Sujang Ming Zun has really fallen.”
Although it was because the four were good at concealing their breath, Su Zhan Ming Zun did not notice until the four had formed up and struck, so it could be seen how badly his spiritual sense had slipped during this period of time.
This also gave the four of them an additional confidence, a confidence to kill Sujang Mingzun.
“All four of you, you are not from the East,” Sujang Mingzun said coldly, “Yu remembered that there were four swordsmen under Qing Yu who had nearly killed the Three Kings of the Palace of Ghosts and Kong Hangkong after the formation, so it seems to be you and the others.”
“You have come here on Qing Yu’s orders? At a time like this when the flag of Chi You is descending, he has asked you and the others to come to Eastern Ying… you are really greedy and arrogant.”
Greed, said Qing Yu, who wanted to seize the Sixth Heavenly Demon Qi in the Central Plains, while also playing with the idea of Sujang Mingzun. The arrogance was because Qing Yu thought that he could kill him with these few Tong Shen realms.
Su Zhan Ming Zun was enraged at the thought of this.
Even if he had been broken by Qing Yu, he should not have been able to deal with these few God Realms. Qing Yu had sent these few people here, clearly looking down on him as the strongest person in the world and showing contempt for Su Zhan Ming Zun.
“Today, Yu will make Qing Yu see the price of greed and arrogance.”
Su Zhan Ming Zun waved his sword and raised his demonic shadow, the shadow of the serpent demon was overwhelmingly fierce.
The other side, in turn, struck back with equal force.
“Heavenly Demon Locking God Pa*s.”
In a loud shout in a different voice, the Demon God’s phase blasted through the heavens and the earth.
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The top of the Sacred Mountain of Eastern Japan.
Qing Yu heard Sujang Ming Zun’s words through Jian Ji’s direct senses, and could not help but laugh in a low voice: “Greed, I admit that, but arrogance is not the same thing. For the sake of Eastern Ying, I have sent my own body to take the field myself, and even on the side of the Sword God, I only let my doppelganger take the field.”
Although the doppelganger’s strength was not low either, with ninety-five percent of Qing Yu’s strength, there were times when the difference between victory and defeat was by a hair’s breadth, and that five-point difference put the battle there into the unknown.
After all, apart from the Sword God, there was still a Tai Shang Daoist Lord hiding in the shadows.
“It’s about time.”
Qing Yu’s figure fell into the top of the mountain, “It’s time to wrap up the plan.”
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A divine light appeared in the sky, and the huge Hand of God clenched its fist and struck down vertically.
“Boom-”
The mountains shook the earth and the snow poured down beneath the avalanche.
The hand of God broke through the rock layer with a fist and went straight into the red-flamed red pulp inside the mountain, causing the whole sacred mountain to tremble and the temperature to rise.
“The sacred mountain of the East is also the source of the East’s earth veins. Unfortunately, because of the ravages of the Yaki serpent in the past, this sacred mountain has become the largest active volcano in Eastern Japan, leaving a shadow of destruction under its original sanctity.”
Qing Yu slowly lowered his height and entered the interior of the mountain.
The Hand of God ran through the top of the mountain, and the crimson lava inferno was already clearly visible below. And in the midst of that fiery lava, huge skulls crouched on the surface of the pool, their hollow caverns of eyes seeming to look at the one who brought destruction.
There were eight such skulls.
Each of them suppresses a mouth of fire, which is why these eight mouths of fire are also called the “Eight Gods’ Peaks”. This means that the eight gods are suppressing calamities.
These strange stories are all recorded in the shrine books. In the past few days, Qingyu has been flipping through the books in his spare time, so that he can escape from his worries.
“Yagami Peak, calling the Yagyu Orochi the Eight Gods is really ridiculous.” Qing Yu snorted.
In the past, if it wasn’t for this Yaki Orochi, the earth veins in the East would not have been so unstable, but now, they are relying on the bones of the Yaki Orochi to suppress the earth veins, honoring it as the “Eight Gods”.
“That’s all, whether it’s ridiculous or not is no longer my concern.”
A black wheel of light appeared as Qing Yu’s hands joined together with his strength.
This is a move that destroys all things, a destructive force that unites the eleven scrolls of the Armour of War Scripture.
“The Great Grind of Destruction.”
But seeing the pitch black wheel of light spinning boundless destructive Qi, it fell into the magma pool, and all of a sudden the sight of all things being destroyed exploded. The wheel of light beneath the magma pond crushed and destroyed the body of the Yaki Orochi, grinding the head of the Yaki and shattering this sacred mountain of Eastern Japan.
The magma that had been suppressed for centuries under the sacred mountain erupted, spreading red molten lava with wild abandon, turning the land into a red field wherever it pa*sed.
“Destroy, Eastern Japan.”
Qing Yu gathered his Yuan Power again and shot out two pillars of light from both hands into the lava, probing into the veins of the earth.
And then ——-
“Boom-”
There was another astounding sound as the pillar of light condensed into the Hand of God, breaking the earth’s veins and blasting away the earth’s qi.
“Rumble rumble rumble ——”
Stunning loud noises continued to be heard, and the mountain, which was already ruptured by the Great Grind of Extinction, began to fall incessantly with chunks of rock.
And in the outside world, the Earth Dragon repeatedly, as the East ushered in an unprecedentedly large earthquake.
The whole of the island nation was greeted with an apocalyptic scene, and the momentum of the sky and the earth was so great that countless people had no doubt that destruction was coming.
In the temple of Honnou.
When Sujang Naruto felt the wailing of the Heavenly Cloud Sword in his hand, and then saw the repetition of the Earth Dragon, his eyes widened and his pupils shrank to the size of a needle’s eye.
“How dare you —— perform such a heartless act.”
Even SuZhanMingZun, who had once ruined the prosperous eastern state and made countless people sink into Best*ality, was at this time astonished at the destructive actions of his enemies.
After all, human suffering is not interconnected, and the tragedy that happened in Eastern Zhou at the time would only have made Sujang Mingzun feel pleasure, so how could he have experienced the despair of the people of Eastern Zhou?
Only the pain of the skin can make one truly realise the meaning of despair.
“A natural disaster plus a human disaster, such a calamity should be able to draw the flag of Chi to land here.”
He heard the woman among the four vibrating her mind and making that nightmarish voice, and a fearful figure could not help but appear in his mind.
