226: Shushan Shock

Before he could finish his lament, Nezha over there got fired up.

"Damn it, so I can't even scratch you, huh? Fine, fine, fine, this young Master is going to stick with you today!"

Nezha flew up and suddenly waved his hand. A shuttle-shaped object descended abruptly from the clouds, startling Yao Muyun. Before he could even wonder if it was the enemy's weapon, Nezha had already jumped into the shuttle.

"This... what kind of Magic Treasure is this again?"

Yao Muyun watched as the shuttle began to deform in a mechanical unfolding motion, and soon, a robot that looked exactly like Nezha appeared before him.

At this moment, Yao Muyun was past the point of wanting to complain.

"Is it because my experience is too shallow?"

Yao Muyun smacked his lips, looked helplessly at the sword in his hand, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "I'd better just wait and see!"

On this side, Nezha didn't use any other Magic Treasure. After the shuttle deformed, a circle of golden runes lit up on its right arm, which then extended and transformed into a circular cannon.

"Hahaha, taste the transformation runes I just learned; they can concentrate the power of several of my Magic Treasures..."

Hum... Boom!

A crimson laser shot out and burned towards the surging Sea of Blood.

This flame concentrated the power of all the fire-type Magic Treasures on Nezha's body, and it also possessed the piercing and impact power of the Qiankun Bow and Zhentian Arrow. It was not only much hotter than ordinary Samadhi True Fire, but it also caused bursts of explosions after being fired...

This scene completely stunned Yao Muyun. He saw the Sea of Blood instantly turn into a sea of fire; a huge layer was shaved off in an instant, and while more of the Sea of Blood kept surging over from behind, it was still vaporized instantly. The endless, surging momentum of the Sea of Blood looked terrifying, but Nezha's stance of being ready to spew flames until the end of time was even more terrifying.

"I... we actually wanted to fight with someone like this? Did we have a cramp in our brains, or are we just living life wrong?"

Yao Muyun felt lingering fear, "It's fortunate that the monk held us back just now, otherwise, we both might have been finished!"

Roar!

Finally, a screech seemed to come from deep within the Sea of Blood, and a voice vaguely roared: "Damn it, where did this expert come from? To think they could actually hurt my true body... You... you all just wait..."

Before the threat was finished, a cyan light suddenly bloomed on the forehead of Nezha's mecha. Then, a Zhentian Arrow, as fast as a shooting star, plunged into a certain spot in the Sea of Blood.

Bang!

A huge wave of blood surged more than ten meters high. A figure suddenly jumped out; he was burly, fierce-looking, and had a pale green face. He didn't look like a good person at all, and there was a huge hole in his chest...

Yao Muyun recognized at a glance that this was the Blood Demon. Unexpectedly, this figure suddenly became ethereal and eventually turned into the appearance of an ordinary person, falling into the Sea of Blood with a scream.

"Damn it, this old demon is too cunning; he actually used the people he consumed to block the disaster for himself..."

Yao Muyun watched as the Sea of Blood retreated like a tide. The surrounding houses, rocks, and trees looked as if they had been corroded by something, becoming pockmarked and hideous, accompanied by waves of foul stench. He couldn't help but lament, "The old demon got away again!"

Nezha's mecha suddenly returned to its original form. Little Nezha jumped out, caught the returning Zhentian Arrow, frowned as he looked at the direction where the Sea of Blood had retreated, and pondered: "That guy isn't anything special, he's just a bit durable. If I spent more time, I could completely destroy him... Sigh, it's a pity my research on flames isn't quite there yet. If my rune engravings were complete, I would definitely have been able to destroy him instantly!"

Yao Muyun was completely dumbfounded, thinking to himself: "You're still not satisfied? This is the first time in the Blood Demon's life that he's been repelled head-on!"

"Hey, kid!"

Nezha looked at Yao Muyun and said, "Let's go back and report to the Holy Monk. Also, I want to go to Shu Mountain and take a look!"

Yao Muyun didn't get annoyed when he heard him call him that. After all, as fellow cultivators, it was common for many old monsters who had cultivated for thousands of years to maintain a youthful appearance.

He immediately and eagerly led the way for little Nezha, bringing him back. In mid-air, they saw that on the back of a huge monster, Xu Yinghua was drinking with the monks. Moreover, this monster looked strange, but it had a wisp of Immortal Qi wrapped around it, which clearly showed it was definitely not a creature of the Mortal Realm.

"The background of these people is much greater than I imagined!"

Yao Muyun thought.

As soon as the two approached, Tang Ku waved and smiled: "Why did it take so long? The food here is about to get cold!"

Nezha clapped his hands and said: "Although that guy doesn't have much ability, he's very troublesome. It's easy to repel him, but it's hard to kill him!"

He didn't stand on ceremony either; he sat beside Tang Ku, tore off a chicken leg from a roasted chicken, and started gnawing on it. Beside him, Xu Yinghua looked at her Senior Brother, feeling quite at a loss.

Yao Muyun sighed and said: "Junior Sister, these people are not Mortals. I'm afraid even the Elders in our mountain are no match for them. We might as well just tell them everything we know!"

He now admired Nezha immensely. Furthermore, looking at Nezha's attitude towards Tang Ku, it seemed that the leader this time was this monk named Xuanzang, and he even referred to him as the Holy Monk, which was enough to show that this monk was the most powerful among the group, both in status and strength.

They were all practitioners, so there was no need for pleasantries. He sat beside Tang Ku, took the wine cup handed over by Xingyunzi, and under his Junior Sister's puzzled gaze, slowly recounted his background.

It turned out that both of them were Disciples of a Grand Elder on Shu Mountain. This Grand Elder was named Xuanji Zi, and his Realm was already at the Late Stage of Nascent Soul. One step further would make him a Mahayana expert, the kind who had a chance at Immortal Ascension.

Above Xuanji Zi was the Sect Head of Shu Mountain, Baimei. His magic power was unfathomable, and there were rumors that he had already reached the Realm of Earth Immortal. If it weren't for the future of Shu Mountain, he would have already achieved Ascension.

However, three months ago, the Blood Demon appeared. Baimei sensed its location and took action to suppress it, but unexpectedly, he never returned and disappeared without a trace.

The three Elders who accompanied him were severely injured, and they kept silent about the matter, not daring to speak of it. One of these three Elders was Xuanji Zi.

No one knew what happened to the Sect Head, but Shu Mountain fell into endless internal strife because it was leaderless.

There were twelve Grand Elders in total on Shu Mountain, and several of them had ambitions to compete for the position of Sect Head. They each had their own small factions, and all wanted to sit in the top chair of Shu Mountain. Later, it even split into three forces... However, who would have expected that the magic power of these Grand Elders was basically on the same level? If they were to clash with force, it would inevitably lead to a situation where both sides suffered.

Seeing that they couldn't gain any advantage by force, they stopped under the intentional mediation of Xuanji Zi and sat down to negotiate. Finally, they agreed that the three forces would draw lots and take turns in charge, using the Shu Mountain treasure, the Purple and Azure Twin Swords, as a token. Whoever had a Disciple who could wield the Purple and Azure Twin Swords and be acknowledged by the treasure would have that faction become the supreme one...

When the story reached this point, Tang Ku looked at the two's swords and suddenly smiled: "So that's how it is. Your Master is feinting; he's tricking them!"

"How did the Holy Monk know?" Yao Muyun couldn't help but be shocked, and then he smiled bitterly, "You are right. That day, Master called us both to a secret room, bestowed the Purple and Azure Twin Swords upon us, and then sent us out through a secret passage, instructing us to live well and pass on the legacy of Shu Mountain... Sigh, now we don't even know what the mountain has become. Master, he... has he met with misfortune?"

Tang Ku, however, suddenly smiled and said: "No, they won't hurt your Master. Although physical suffering is inevitable, there should be no danger to his life!"

Yao Muyun was puzzled and asked: "How do you know?"

"Are you, young man, stupid from Cultivating?"

Wei Zheng, who was on the side, stroked his beard and smiled: "Why do you think your Master let you take the treasure down the mountain?"