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Chapter 401 The Jade Emperor's Words Become Law
Chapter 401 The Jade Emperor's Words Become Law
Yang Jiao was getting closer and closer to the Demon Master's Palace.
The stronger the monsters that emerged from it, the more powerful they became, far beyond her ability to fight.
It's already quite an achievement for a Golden Immortal to reach this point on the stone steps with the help of various magical treasures.
She had just blocked a sharp arm with her Thousand Machine Staff when she looked up and saw a demon beast with arms like blades standing in front of her. Yang Jiao took a deep breath, and the Bagua Cloud Light Cloth on the Thousand Machine Staff ignited Samadhi True Fire.
The place was already covered in ice and snow, and then it was baked by this Samadhi Fire.
The air was thick with mist.
The ice on the spine of the Demon Master's Palace began to melt.
Tick, tick.
Water droplets bounced and tumbled on the ice field, quickly freezing into ice beads after falling.
The Samadhi True Fire only blocked one wave of fleeing demonic beasts. After that, demonic beasts that were not afraid of the flames took their place, and soon they began to squeeze out again.
Yang Jiao was somewhat anxious.
Although the heavenly soldiers and generals were all at least at the level of celestial immortals, these demonic beasts had survived since the beginning of the war between the witches and demons and possessed profound cultivation.
If all the demon army in the Demon Master's Palace were to come out, these 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals would likely become nothing more than food to be chewed up.
She used her staff to push the monster in front of her aside, and then took another difficult step forward.
Behind.
The Heavenly General with the Curtain-Rolling Spear, holding a demon-subduing pestle, finally approached Yang Jiao and shouted urgently:
"Don't go there, that's the Demon Master's Palace."
Yang Jiao looked at the Hetu Luoshu so close at hand and was unwilling to give up just like that. Moreover, if this door could not be closed, the demon army would be a great calamity for the Three Realms!
She has taken another step up the ladder.
Then her waist tightened, and a huge force pulled her down another step.
Yang Jiao looked back.
Following the whisk at his waist, he looked at Venus with a solemn expression.
"Old Angel, the Hetu Luoshu inside is the key!"
Venus flicked his whisk, and it seemed as if thousands of needles had gathered together and then swept towards the inside of the door.
But before the whisk could even get close, it was burned to ashes by the Hetu Luoshu.
When Venus put away his whisk, all that was left in his hand was a bare wooden handle.
On this side, the Grand Master Xuandu was holding onto Kunpeng, the two were evenly matched, and he thrust his sword forward, passing it through Kunpeng's armpit.
Kunpeng raised his hand and struck out with a palm, but Xuandu dodged to the side, his sword flashing horizontally as he cut out.
Kunpeng took a few steps back, his eyes flashing coldly:
"What an excellent disciple!"
He pulled his palm back and drew energy from the Hetu Luoshu, which continuously supplied him with energy. Then, visibly, Kunpeng's body swelled up.
It stands on the ice field, several tens of feet tall.
The giant Kunpeng took a step, and countless heavenly soldiers were trampled to death.
A solemn expression appeared on Grand Master Xuandu's face.
Zhen Yuanzi came rushing up from behind.
It took the two of them working together to barely restrain the Kunpeng.
Yang Jiao watched as the Hetu Luoshu within the door continuously channeled power into the Kunpeng, her heart filled with anxiety.
Forcing himself to remain calm and suppress his emotions, he only began to ponder after brushing aside the demonic beast in front of him:
"Why does this aura seem a little familiar?"
Yang Jiao stared intently.
There are two patterns on the Hetu and Luoshu.
Heaven and earth are created, and yin and yang operate.
Derived stars.
Tai Chi!
Looking at the connection between Kunpeng and the Hetu Luoshu, Yang Jiao hardened her heart and held up her Taiji Banner, placing it horizontally between them.
For a time,
The River Chart and the Luo River Writing, Yang Jiao, and the Kunpeng.
A straight line between three points.
On the Tai Chi banner held by Yang Jiao, two dots, one black and one white, seemed to come alive, swimming and intertwining like fish, actually absorbing the energy of the Hetu Luoshu.
Yang Jiao was overjoyed to see that it worked.
The force that Kunpeng absorbed changed, and it suddenly shrank from its giant form.
"Are you looking for death?!"
He shouted angrily and then looked surprised.
"How could you possibly isolate the Hetu and Luoshu!"
Kunpeng's gaze turned even more intensely to the Tai Chi banner in Yang Jiao's hand.
Good indeed, Primordial Purple Qi, Taiji Banner, this little thing has quite a few good things in its hands.
In addition, there's Zhen Yuanzi's Earth Book and Laozi's Eight Trigrams Immortal Robe.
In the Three Realms, who could possess so many innate-level magical treasures at the same time?
Without the support of the Hetu and Luoshu, Kunpeng was no match for Zhen Yuanzi and Grand Master Xuandu. If the conflict continued, he would surely perish here today!
A thought suddenly crossed my mind.
The Kunpeng transformed into a giant Kun, and after sweeping its tail, it charged straight at Yang Jiao.
Everyone immediately panicked.
They came from all directions:
"Yang Jiao, watch out!"
After the shouts, the enormous body of the Kunpeng was already in front of Yang Jiao. In an instant, it transformed into a Peng bird and snatched Yang Jiao in its sharp beak.
Ksitigarbha's face was as white as paper.
Maitreya felt his blood rushing backward, and his scalp tingling.
They all let out a cry of alarm:
"Yang Jiao!"
The voice was hoarse, as if its throat had been ripped open, each word dripping with blood.
Bai Ze glanced at her, and although he was worried about Yang Jiao, he felt relieved when he thought of the protective magic treasure on her body.
Seeing the two Westerners so distraught, he said casually:
"She's not dead, so why are you all acting like she's about to die?"
Ksitigarbha glared fiercely at Bai Ze:
"You'd better spit three times on the ground."
Kunpeng held Yang Jiao in its mouth, its gaze growing ever deeper. It secretly bit her a few times, only to feel a sharp pain in its teeth.
His eyes darkened, and he cursed Zhen Yuanzi and Grand Master Xuandu under his breath.
However, Kunpeng was not in a hurry.
As long as Yang Jiao is taken away from this place, without Zhen Yuanzi's blessing, the Earth Book will be a useless book without him.
As for Laozi's Eight Trigrams Immortal Robe, just take it off.
Kunpeng burst into laughter, causing Yang Jiao, who was inside his mouth, to roll around several times.
He spread his wings and cried out:
"You all deal with the Demon Master's Palace slowly, I'm taking my leave!"
The Hetu and Luoshu can trap them for at least an hour. By then, the Primordial Purple Qi will already be his!
"Hahahahahaha."
Kunpeng smiled.
The Hetu Luoshu in the Demon Master's Palace continued to unfold, covering the entire icy plains.
With a flap of his wings, he flew away.
only!
Before he could soar through the heavens, a law suddenly descended, pressing him down hard.
"Kunpeng, why don't you surrender?"
A resounding, booming sound came from somewhere, instantly sending the Kunpeng back to the icy plains.
heaven.
The Jade Emperor is dressed in imperial robes, wearing a purple-gold crown, and holding the Haotian Mirror. The mirror's surface shimmers with light, as if it can reflect the origin of all things in the universe.
He stood amidst the clouds, exuding unparalleled majesty.
Kunpeng's pupils contracted sharply.
"Jade Emperor..."
He wished he could chew Yang Jiao to pieces!
Just who is this person?! Even the Jade Emperor himself has come out!
Startled, Kunpeng clung to his beak and shouted towards the sky:
"Uncle!"
The way he addressed me as "uncle" carried a hint of grievance.
Hearing this, the Jade Emperor felt a pang of sympathy, and his gaze toward the Kunpeng grew even colder.
Upon hearing the sound, Kunpeng trembled.
Who?
He is called Zhen Yuanzi's uncle, the Jade Emperor's maternal uncle, and also the last disciple of Laozi!
He felt his vision blurring in waves.
This background...
Kunpeng, let alone the Primordial Purple Qi, spat out Yang Jiao's breath, and even the Hetu and Luoshu were forgotten as he tried to escape.
The Hetu and Luoshu had already merged with him, and as long as he didn't die, he could summon them into his hands at any time.
Before Yang Jiao could even hit the ground, her body flew backwards into the sky uncontrollably, and she was immediately in front of the Jade Emperor.
She pursed her lips and shouted:
"uncle."
The Jade Emperor looked her up and down. Fortunately, she was wearing the Earth Book and the Eight Trigrams Immortal Robe, so the filth from that beast's mouth didn't contaminate her at all.
His stern expression softened slightly.
Seeing that Yang Jiao was unharmed, Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand, and the Earth Book flew back into his hand.
Then the book began to turn, and mountains emerged from it, crashing down on the Kunpeng.
He could have dodged it.
But the Grand Master Xuandu rose up with his sword, and from the area around the sword in his hand, tens of thousands of small swords materialized, shooting towards Kunpeng like a rain of arrows with a flick of his finger.
Seeing this, Kunpeng tucked its body in and swung its wings fiercely at the monster.
The demon beasts that had just left the Demon Master's Palace rose up from the ground, and before they could even howl, Kunpeng used them as shields.
Qin Yuan, who witnessed all of this from the very back, had blood in his eyes:
"Kunpeng!"
He clearly stated that demons and beasts are of the same race, and that their demon race is united as one.
Is this what happens when you follow him?
Corpses with swords stuck in their bodies littered the ground!