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“Yan Zi, how ambitious you are, to think you actually desire to consume the Illusionary Flying Snow’s Demon Core. Are you not afraid of bringing about your own doom?” Wu Xian sneered.
Yan Zi cruelly laughed and glanced at Yang Jian.
Erlang Shen Yang Jian’s expression was calm, her gaze seemingly glancing at the Illusionary Flying Snow: “In any case, this steed of the White Emperor was raised by the late White Emperor herself. It would be better for us handle her after we critically wound her. This Changliu’s mechanisms are numerous. The longer we linger here, the more variables will arise.”
The woman’s words could be said to have deep foresight. Wu Xian was unable to decipher the form of the oracle bone. The Heaven Sacrifice level’s outstanding beauty aside, who knew whether or not there were existences like the Five Perils Corpse Tree. Besides, the place that the Pine of Gui Ge grew at was unusually luxuriant. Clearly, this place was not merely a place for the Illusionary Flying Snow to live in.
“Good.”
Although Yang Jian’s words were very logical, everyone harbored their own ulterior motives. The Ten Shamans Of Spirit Mountain only wanted to capture the Illusionary Flying Snow to turn it into the nation-protecting Divine Beast of the Shaman Spirit Kingdom, and subsequently, the Shaman Spirit Kingdom’s might would shake the Western Sea. But Yan Zi wanted to consume its Demon Core, to refine the Illusionary Flying Snow’s powers and once again display the might previous god of the Western Sea.
Yang Jian carried on the immaculate and impeccable heavenly law. A Demon Beast that was itself the union of a Holy Beast and a Demon Beast, a being that was half demonic and half holy, should not exist. Yang Jian even felt it was Heaven’s will that the Illusionary Flying Snow’s fate was in her hands.
The Illusionary Flying Snow watched them all surprisingly negotiate how to deal with her as her eyes brimmed with a cold gleam.
She recalled the days when she soared along with the White Emperor over the four seas, when she was an existence that all of Primordial World would prostrate itself in worship to. Back then, countless High Ancient Divine Realm Divine Names had all uttered her praises. The Illusionary Flying Snow flapped her wings through the skies and suddenly opened her mouth, letting out a heavenly voice.
Like a legendary song.
The entire Heaven Sacrifice level responded. The Immortal Slumber trees rustled, and a beam of beautiful light suddenly shot out from the Illusionary Flying Snow’s mouth. This beam could cut through space and tear through time as it carried powerful Divine Energy. The moment the beam was fired, it immediately shot towards them all with immense power.
This was the sun and moon essence that the Illusionary Flying Snow had gathered from the Pine of Gui Ge, cultivated for tens of thousands of years. Changliu’s fengshui was used in its refinement, and at the same time, she mobilized the inner core inside her body. She was not holding back at all.
Bang!
The scorching aurora shot by in an instant. At practically the same time the group had uttered the word “good,” the aurora slammed into all of them. A rumbling explosion ripped and warped all of the surrounding space; there was basically no time for any of them to evade.
But the Divine Names that had come to Changliu already had preparations.
The Ten Shamans foretold fortune and misfortune, and they activated the “Calamity Puppet.” This puppet was like an external protection of the Ten Shamans, able to stop an attack at the most dangerous moment. This Calamity Puppet was refined after the Ten Shamans bore their Divine Names by using their own life force; it was more or less the same as an external projection.
The Illusionary Flying Snow’s aurora slammed into the Calamity Puppet, immediately issuing a clear and crisp sound. These puppets immediately disintegrated under the light.
“Hmph!”
Although Yang Jian and Yan Zi did not have such mystical life-saving tricks, they had their own abilities.
Yang Jian suddenly spun around, and with a cold snort, the cloud shoes she wore suddenly emitted a mist. Yang Jian had eight treasures, and these were the “Cloud-treading Shoes.” She pranced through the mist at extraordinary speed. At the same time, she attacked with her tri-tipped spear, its light bright, a Destined Skill. The spear-light slammed into the aurora.
This collision was like surging sea crashing against a cliff, all-engulfing. That glaring aurora exploded into millions of star-lights that endlessly rained down, becoming a rainbow that completely covered the sky in a range of several dozen li, a magnificent scene.
Wherever these lights fell, the ground immediately exploded. The blasts left Changliu’s great Immortal Slumber trees battered and unsteady.
The Western Sea God’s fists became dragon claws that firmly ripped apart the aurora. The woman’s body practically did not budge. She stamped both her feet, a golden line scuttled out, directly shooting over the Illusionary Flying Snow. Her dragon claws then suddenly grabbed.
“Western Sea Vicissitudes, Grain In My Palm!”
Yan Zi did not hesitate to use her Destined Skill. The seawater descending into the Heaven Sacrifice level surged with divine might.
“Do not kill it.”
Wu Xian was furious. Her figure moved, and she took out a peach staff to attack.
The Ten Shamans brought out Divine Weapons, wooden staffs, or magic staffs.
Yang Jian was unwilling to fall behind, activating her second magic treasure, the “Demon-binding Chain.” In an instant, the earth quaked, and the wind changed. A gust blew, the clouds churned, forming a single clump in the sky.
…
Qi Lin watched aghast from the edge of the Heaven Sacrifice level as the Illusionary Flying Snow was besieged by all of them, straining with increasing exhaustion. The Spirit Beast wailed, its clear spirit-light slowly dimming.
“Let us go.” Su Xuesha grabbed Qi Lin’s hand to stop him from being impulsive.
The Qilin Heart inside Qi Lin was already stirring awake under the Illusionary Flying Snow’s Divine Energy, however it was in faint agony.
…
After a long while, the Illusionary Flying Snow was finally unable to continue. After a mournful wail, it fell to the ground. Once it touched the soil, the Illusionary Flying Snow transformed into a heaving qilin, its entire body battered and bruised. “No-name Divine Names, as if I would ever submit to you.”
The Illusionary Flying Snow rose up with difficulty.
Three powerful abilities descended without mercy, slamming heavily into it like a mountain.
The Illusionary Flying Snow fell to its knees, its Divine Energy spent.
“Heavenly Law Net Formation.”
“Might Of The Western Sea!”
“The Demon Core is mine.” Yan Zi’s eyes gleamed, her finger slicing towards the Illusionary Flying Snow’s chest like a blade, impatient to extract her Demon Core.
“Stop.” Wu Xian promptly interceded.
“Divine Image!”
Yan Zi activated an enormous divine sculpture. This statue towered over Changliu, surprisingly sealing off the entire area. Gushing seawater poured down from the statue, completely submerging half of the land. This “Ancient Divine Image” was a gigantic sacrificial offering that Western Sea God Yan Zi had constructed years ago. It gathered the will of the Western Sea God’s acolytes, and after many years, it became an existence not inferior to a magic treasure. Yan Zi was able to re-establish the Western Sea God Cult, retaining countless adherents, even creating the calamity of shoal wind based on the Divine Image’s Divine Energy. Otherwise, given her current Realm, it would be insufficient to stir a wave on the Western Sea.
After the Divine Image appeared, Yan Zi’s Divine Energy magnified by severalfold. Wu Xian and the other Shamans’ powers were completely unable to stop her.
The seawater turned into a dragon, and Yan Zi directly aimed for the Illusionary Flying Snow’s heart.
But just at this moment, a finger gently tapped her shoulder. That finger was slender, gorgeous, flawless, and the pinnacle of perfection. This finger gently poked, breaking Yan Zi’s Divine Energy. Yan Zi had no choice but to gather the Divine Image’s power to resist. She looked over to see it was Yang Jian.
“Yang Jian, do you not want to kill this beast?” Yan Zi was furious.
Yang Jian’s expression was sincere and serious.
“Before we kill it, we cannot let others take advantage of us. Why not wait for them all to arrive first.”
What?
Yan Zi and the Ten Shamans were taken aback.
Yang Jian’s third eye ability peered at a place, and four figures walked out. The leader was a man who apologetically smiled: “Although I’ve already activated a ‘Concealment Barrier Talisman’ to hide, there is nothing that can hide from your third eye, Erlang Shen.”
“Hm…You are…”
“He is that Yang Yuanzhi.” Wu Peng recognized this person, the one who was recently most famous in Ten Shamans City, buying everything with extravagance, just like nouveau riche.
“Four Golden Core cultivators actually are capable of infiltrating Changliu. Your luck is not bad.”
“Can it be you honestly believe you can take advantage of us? That is suicide.”
The Ten Shamans disdainfully said.
Yang Yuanzhi and his three subordinates were all Golden Core Realm, but even a complete Golden Core Bagua was like an ant in front of a Divine Name, not at all worth attention.
But Yang Yuanzhi’s indifferent smile made everyone sense something was off.
They suddenly recalled something.
Yang Jian smiled as if she had guessed the answer: “Why bother continuing to hide it. Presumably, you are a legendary Invested Deity Emissary. Have your Divine Name come out…”
“Indeed, otherwise, Your Servant fears I would lack even the qualifications to converse.” Yang Yuanzhi deferentially bowed. Then, a woman walked out from his body, like the phenomenon of a soul leaving the body.
“Your Servant shall reintroduce himself – Your Servant is of the Western Sea Bai Clan – Bai Yuanzhi.”
“Western Sea Bai Clan?!”
Upon hearing this name, even the originally dismissive Wu Xian was shocked.
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