336: Yang Jian to the rescue!

The moment Hei Shan Yang, Shub-Niggurath, appeared, the white light formed by the power of national destiny immediately reacted violently.

Sizzle!

White smoke rose from the parts of Hei Shan Yang's body illuminated by the white light, as if corroded by sulfuric acid.

However, Hei Shan Yang seemed to be without sensation; It paid no mind to the burning of Its flesh, and new granulation tissue continuously grew from the wounds to counteract the damage from the power of national destiny.

Hei Shan Yang extended Its massive tentacles and tightly coiled around Hua Jing's body.

Chen Lu's gaze grew increasingly frantic, "I can actually merge with Lord Hei Shan Yang! Thank Cthulhu for Its grace."

Chen Lu, who already only had half a body remaining, found his skin beginning to fester, and disgusting blisters swelled from his skin.

Bang!

Beneath the skin, black tentacles grew out, puncturing the blisters from within.

Anyone seeing such a sight would find it repulsive.

Yet Chen Lu himself seemed extremely excited; he shouted wildly, gesticulating, as if reborn.

At this moment, Yiyuan was no longer able to resist Hei Shan Yang's power.

With a crunch, a crack appeared on the blade, and as more cracks spread, the entire blade shattered into pieces.

Facing this suddenly appearing bizarre deity, Zhou Ping carried Wang Mian on his shoulder, while fully concentrating on observing Hei Shan Yang's movements.

After Hei Shan Yang devoured Hua Jing's corpse, countless "creatures" suddenly grew on Its body.

Some of these creatures were covered in fangs, some were just chaotic masses of tentacles, and some could only become a puddle of mud.

They had no mouths, but for some unknown reason, chaotic syllables emanated from their bodies.

These monsters roared continuously, and after detaching from Hei Shan Yang's body, they began to gather towards Zhou Ping's direction.

However, during the gathering process, the sacred light of national destiny shone upon them, immediately causing thick smoke to rise.

The bodies of these monsters twisted, seemingly experiencing immense pain.

However, they clearly did not possess Hei Shan Yang's abnormal regenerative ability; under the illumination of the light of national destiny, many monsters turned into a pool of pus and blood.

But still, many powerful monsters survived.

Zhou Ping took a deep breath; the pain from the Law's backlash had now lessened somewhat.

Clang!

A blinding sword light streaked across the seabed, instantly cutting the monsters in half.

The monsters' bodies writhed on the ground, but Zhou Ping dared not relax in the slightest, because these monsters were only a portion of Hei Shan Yang's offspring.

More and more offspring began to be born from Hei Shan Yang's body.

This was Its most terrifying authority, Reproduction.

Even someone as composed as Zhou Ping felt a headache facing such a massive number of monsters.

Just then, a sky-shattering voice came from afar.

"Qingyuan Daomiao Zhenjun is here!"

Zhou Ping's eyes lit up; after the Gods of Great Xia revived, all the secret files sealed in the archives were unsealed, and for the Night Watchers, the names of the Gods of Great Xia were no longer a secret.

This was precisely the Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, renowned for his extraordinary combat power in Great Xia legends!

A golden light streaked across the horizon, and that golden figure suddenly drew a longbow!

With a whoosh, a silver projectile flew from the horizon, tracing a silver arc.

It truly lived up to the saying: "Silver saddle illuminates white horse, swift as a shooting star."

The silver light cut through the sky, and that silver projectile directly struck Hei Shan Yang's body.

With a bang, the projectile contained an unknown amount of terrifying power, directly smashing through Hei Shan Yang's body.

As for the newly spawned monsters, they were directly pulverized into minced meat by this terrifying force.

Yang Jian's appearance attracted Hei Shan Yang's attention; Its body began to gradually converge, then shrunk into a massive black sphere.

Although Hei Shan Yang is one of Cthulhu's Three Pillar Gods, It is not inherently skilled in direct combat; Its attack method relies on continuously multiplying Its offspring, dragging opponents into endless despair.

However, the power of national destiny here was incredibly dense, greatly limiting the combat effectiveness of Its offspring.

Hei Shan Yang also detected this immediately; It was not in Its full state, but only a part of Its body.

Fighting the opponent under such circumstances indeed offered little chance of victory.

Moreover, if the battle dragged on, the support from the Great Xia Gods would only increase.

Therefore, Hei Shan Yang decisively chose to enter a defensive state; after the black sphere formed, countless fine tentacles grew on it.

Upon seeing Hei Shan Yang change form, Yang Jian immediately charged forward, holding his Three-Pointed, Double-Edged Blade.

"How dare you trespass on my Great Xia territory? Where do you think you're going?"

At this moment, Yang Jian had already manifested his Qingyuan Dharma Idol, towering a hundred zhang high.

He wielded his Three-Pointed, Double-Edged Blade, delivering a powerful strike like splitting Mount Hua, aiming to keep Hei Shan Yang in place.

Suddenly, a huge crack appeared on Hei Shan Yang's body, and then It actually spewed out countless ashes.

Those ashes seemed to have high resistance to the power of national destiny; in an instant, the blizzard-like ashes enveloped Yang Jian.

The range of the ashes was too vast, even Zhou Ping found it difficult to escape the harassment of the ashes, especially now, with a coma Wang Mian on his back.

Just then, a gentle force of national destiny enveloped Zhou Ping and Wang Mian.

Yang Jian had appeared beside them at some point, protecting the two with the power of national destiny.

"Be careful, these ashes are highly corrosive; once contaminated, it's very troublesome," Yang Jian said.

Zhou Ping, filled with gratitude, said, "Thank you, Qingyuan Daomiao Zhenjun, for your assistance. May I ask how you came to be here?"

Yang Jian looked at Zhou Ping with a strange expression and said without hesitation, "I am here, of course, because of your prayer.

I received Song Zhong's decree and can temporarily control the power of national destiny here, so I came to assist you."

Zhou Ping suddenly understood, "So that's how it is."

After Yang Jian protected them with the power of national destiny, he dared not delay and immediately began to pursue Hei Shan Yang.

At this moment, Hei Shan Yang already had thoughts of retreat; It had originally been in slumber, only temporarily awakening due to that trace of Red Moon power, forced to take Hua Jing's corpse away.

Now that It had absorbed Hua Jing, It had no intention of staying here.

But how could Yang Jian let the opponent go so easily? He wielded his Three-Pointed, Double-Edged Blade and pursued Hei Shan Yang in the direction It fled.

Zhou Ping and Wang Mian remained hidden within the power of national destiny, not daring to move.

At this moment, no one noticed that Loki, whom Zhou Ping had just slain, had awakened again.

His last life-extending altar had activated.