NOVEL NEXT Chapter 26 Mount Shu Disciple
The mysterious elder scrutinized Lu Yu and his group with greater pleasure as he looked, and could not help but burst into laughter. He said, "Such strong spiritual nature, these are indeed the favorite sacrifices of my lord."
Then, with a fanatical expression, he spoke to Lu Yu, "Truly perfect, it's as if the body was specifically crafted for my lord."
The siblings Yang Wen looked upon the elder with disgust, and Mo Chou even went so far as to say, "Evil demon and heretic!"
These words caused the elder's face to suddenly change. He glared maliciously at Mo Chou and said, "How can you possibly understand the greatness of my lord? He is the arbiter of fate, the origin of all things, and the master of this land. But no matter, once you see my lord, you will naturally comprehend his magnificence."
"Come, accept your fate, my lord will surely be pleased." The elder raised his hand with a fanatical expression, yet there was a strange solemnity to him.
"Indeed a follower of the evil god," Yang Wen whispered, his vigilance reaching its peak. He now seriously suspected that his sect mates and elders who had gone missing in the Southern Borderlands had been caught up in events like these.
The fanatical elder suddenly started performing a peculiar dance, mumbling in an ancient language that was difficult to understand, which looked somewhat comical.
But none of the group felt like laughing, for as the words were spoken, a special power seemed to descend upon them from heaven and earth.
Dark markings appeared out of nowhere on their faces, crawling up like ivy, seemingly intent on taking over their entire countenance. A bone-chilling cold penetrated deep into their marrow, making their souls shiver.
An unknown power seemed to control their bodies, rendering them unable to move. The fleeing girl's face already bore an expression of despair, for the man in the black robe who had been protecting her was killed under such means. She had hoped that these mysterious siblings might save her, but seeing this eerie scene, she had lost all hope.
"What a strangely eerie technique, one can't even perceive how the power is entering the body." At this moment, the woman realized there was not a hint of panic or fear on Yang Wen's face; instead, he seemed exceptionally calm, even finding time to evaluate the elder's capabilities.
"But to think such a trick could defeat a Mount Shu disciple is far too naïve." As soon as the words left his mouth, a soaring Sword Qi burst forth from within him, and the sinister black markings on his face dissipated like snow under scorching sunlight, at a rate visible to the naked eye.
At that moment, Yang Wen's brilliance was revealed, like an unparalleled treasured sword. With Sword Qi sweeping through the air, a blue-glowing Immortal Sword appeared in his hand, radiating light.
The young girl from the Southern Borderlands had never seen such a technique and was astonished by Yang Wen's actions.
His sister, Mo Chou, also unleashed sword light, but compared to Yang Wen, her display was much less impressive. Holding the Immortal Sword, she smiled and said, "I didn't expect to see our kind-tempered senior brother take action; this trip to the Southern Borderlands was worth it."
However, none of them noticed that Lu Yu, whom they considered virtually powerless, stood his ground completely unconcerned with the black markings spreading over him; instead, he seemed quite interested in examining this eerie power.
"Why does this power feel so familiar? It seems I've seen it somewhere before, targeting the soul and originating from fate," Lu Yu murmured to himself.
Recalling the things he had encountered, he suddenly thought of one thing—that was the corner of the Book of the Earth he held when he was being conferred the title of City God in Great Chen, which had now transformed into the Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Book of Life and Death of the Underworld.
"How is it possible? How can this power be so similar to the Book of Life and Death?" Lu Yu was shocked in his heart; he didn't understand why this was happening, but anything related to an Innate Spiritual Treasure was bound to be no small matter.
For the first time, he developed a strong interest in the divine spirit mentioned by this mysterious old man. The Book of Life and Death was the treasure of the Underworld after all. If anyone found out that there was an Evil God in the Southern Borderlands who could wield the power of the Book of Life and Death, the gods of the Underworld would probably all take action.
As Lu Yu was still guessing, the showdown between the old man and Yang Wen was on the verge of erupting. The head disciple of Mount Shu brandished his Immortal Sword, and a bright sword light flashed by, with the aura of thunder, reducing the chopped trees and grass to ashes.
The sword light cut through the old man, instantly cleaving him in two. A strong thunderous noise erupted, turning the bisected body into a charred mass. However, when the corpse fell to the ground, it turned out to be a straw man that had been sliced in half, onto which strange patterns were drawn, turning into ashes under the thunder.
Rustling noises came from the jungle, as numerous poisonous insects, seemingly influenced by a mysterious power, madly attacked everyone.
The enormous swarms of poisonous insects formed a sea of bugs. The potent venom turned the ground they crossed into poisoned land. The stench wafted over, barely taking a light breath made one feel dizzy and nauseous. This was the combined venomous power of the insects, incredibly potent. Several people quickly held their breath and used their own strength to purge the poison.
Yang Wen took a deep breath and flew into the air. He swung his Immortal Sword, bringing down a sword strike, and innumerable thunders fell from the sky, enveloping their location. The huge thunder struck the ground with a thunderous roar, and the sea of insects was swept into ashes in an instant, even the ground turned black and emitted steam from the thunder strike.
"Thunder from the Nine Heavens, it's been a long time since I've seen the head disciple use this move," Mo Chou, who was watching the battle, was almost too excited to jump. It was his head disciple's most proud technique, rarely used because of its immense power.
The girl from the Southern Borderlands was also full of admiration as she stared at Yang Wen, who was in the air, her thoughts unknown.
"Quite interesting," Lu Yu said softly, showing that he thought highly of this move.
However, at this moment, the battle was far from over. The mysterious old man had already disappeared from their sight earlier with the help of the straw man decoy, and who knew what other tricks he had up his sleeve.
Just then, Yang Wen suddenly felt his body churning, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
"A curse?" Yang Wen frowned. This bizarre power was truly too terrifying. He had no idea when he had been affected, silent and unguardable. A vast aura burst forth from his body, attempting to disperse the mysterious curse but found that he couldn't even locate where the curse was.
"Haha, don't waste your strength. This is the power of my master. How could you mortals ever break it? Just surrender obediently, and let me take you to meet the great master," the mysterious old man emerged slowly from the dense forest, his face full of glee, happily sizing up the crowd, already calculating what kind of reward he could get from the divine spirit for this capture.