The last Sword Tomb dissipated.
Everyone left the Dark Abyss.
Sun Lichai suddenly clutched her chest, her brows furrowed in concentration, feeling an inexplicable sorrow.
Then, a chill, malicious intent assailed her from an unknown source, making her shiver.
She lost focus for a moment, and the Fuyu Sword Hilt in her hand tried to fly away, but luckily, she was quick and grabbed it.
The sword hilt was still vibrating, pointing towards Taiwu Village, as if a monstrous beast at The Ends of the Earth had opened its gaping maw, waiting for her to throw herself in.
Simon sighed comfortably, "Finally, an opponent!"
As he spoke, he also shaped the last Incinerating God Refining Sword Hilt.
A young girl holding a fox walked out of the light.
She wore a simple ruqun, and her hair was as thick and dark as leaden clouds.
Seeing the strangers, Yi Yihou raised the fox in her hands, covering her face, and stammered, "You… don't look at me… Chou Hu… will bite people…" She kept backing away as she spoke, but the seven-tailed spirit fox, with a grin, narrowed its expressive, smiling eyes, observing everyone, especially nodding at Simon.
Yi Yihou mumbled, "Chou Hu, set them on fire… No… don't hurt anyone, we should hide quickly…"
The fox let out a soft cry, and the wariness in the girl's eyes slowly faded.
She finally peeked out to get a good look at Simon and the other two.
"Chou Hu… says you… are all good people… Are you good people?"
Simon smiled gently at her and waved his hand, releasing all the little alien from the Pure Land.
Everyone looked at each other, and a sense of realization suddenly dawned on them.
They turned their heads, looking around and gazing towards Taiwu Village.
Da Yue Yaochang snorted coldly in indignation, "What a demon! Black qi pierces the sky! If it is not killed, how can there be peace in the world!" He drew his broadsword, pointing it directly at the location of Taiwu Village.
Jin Huang'er shouted, "Exterminate demons, protect the righteous Dharma!" She craned her neck and let out a loud cry that reverberated across the four fields.
Yi Xiang's face radiated pure, beautiful jade light, and his breath transformed into a gentle breeze.
Shu Fang performed a hand seal, and suddenly a long rainbow pierced through the heavens and earth.
Mo Nü tossed away her flower branches, and countless birds obscured the sky.
Yi Yihou lightly flicked her finger, and wildfires surged from the cracks in the soil.
Wei Qi tore off his tiger-head hat and roared, "Sacrifice for righteousness!"
The various strange people transformed into rays of light, coalescing into sword hilts that circled in the Celestial Realm.
On the sky, colorful clouds and spiritual birds flew; on the thick earth, a myriad of winds surged.
The Divine Sword, kept in its sheath, is constantly sharpened, ready to sweep away demonic influences at this very moment.
Fearless of demonic Buddhas, ghosts, or immortals, they sing even in death, mocking heroes.
Ten reincarnations reveal true extraordinary qualities; the ancient human world is but a clamor.
Seven Strange People, seven sword hilts, spiraled into a circle, rotating behind Taishi, like a magnificent halo.
The celestial phenomena slowly dissipated, but new disturbances appeared on the horizon.
Thunder rumbled—no, it was the sound of waves!
It was a great flood!
From the northwest, sky-high waves surged forward.
Touching the earth below and reaching the clouds above, with no end in sight to the left or right—a world-ending tide!
At this moment, a pitch-black hole suddenly tore open in the dome of the sky, instantly dimming the sun's light.
A hundred-zhang-tall, blood-haired demon god descended from the heavens, holding a giant python whip, crashing down like a meteorite.
The dark, endless turbid waves behind him could not conceal his wild demeanor.
The one who arrived was none other than Chi You reincarnated, the divine being Blood Maple!
Sun Lichai shouted, and her body suddenly grew tall.
Her hands formed mudras that illuminated the universe, her long hair coiled like a fleshy conch, her face solemn, with a wide mouth and broad nose like a lion.
A lotus seat appeared beneath her feet, clear for ten thousand li, and when her eyes opened, they transformed into majestic Buddha pupils, her entire body radiating bright light, like the blazing sun of the human world.
The chief of the Fourteen Venerables, the Great Bright Pure Heart Demon-Subduing Treasure Lion Superior Reverends!
People said that the greatest in the world was the Buddhist Son, and the second in history was Li Dingxun, the One-Man Army, but this was based solely on battle achievements.
In terms of true strength, Sun Lichai was the second only to the Buddhist Son.
Upon seeing such a powerful being, equal in stature to himself, Blood Maple was overjoyed and burst into maniacal laughter, "Come and fight! Come and fight!!!"
Fists and palms collided, and the aftershocks cracked the earth.
The furious waves from the horizon surged to this point, but in a mere few breaths, they froze into a magnificent glacier.
The ripples and tidal flowers were completely frozen, clear and distinct, the turbid waves solidified into ice, seemingly a reflection of another extremely cold world.
On the ice wall, the figure of an elderly man appeared, insignificant compared to the entire ice body, like a grain of sand in a vast desert.
However, he gently stepped out of the ice, like a phantom, and as soon as he appeared, a faint frosty wind blew, freezing everything.
Mo Yun gently raised his right hand, and a clear light flew out from his sleeve, which was Wang Ping'an's flying sword.
"That kid calls you the Azure Dragon in the Sleeve, but I prefer to call you Wave-Slicing Sky-Splitter, don't you think that's better?" He gently pinched the sword, as if holding a lover's hand.
The flying sword trembled slightly, as if weeping and sighing.
The Strange Person in the ice stood in opposition to him from afar, both of them graceful gentlemen, even though they were about to engage in a life-and-death struggle, they remained perfectly polite.
"Mo Yun."
"Jiu Han."
"My respects!"
The flying sword shot out like lightning, and the 異人 retreated into the glacier.
Ice and sword clashed, clanging like resonating jade.
…
Simon took a step towards the southeast and appeared inside Taiwu Village.
Compared to ordinary farming villages and towns, this place was unusually prosperous and deserted.
Prosperous because of the various buildings.
Deserted because it was empty of people.
In the village, there was an ancient pond, its water as black as thick ink, and along its edge stood hundreds of stone tablets.
All the sects and aristocratic families of the jianghu had pledged to teach their martial arts to the Taiwu Successor.
These stone tablets recorded the vows and the merits of sealing Xiang Shu back then.
The pond water slowly receded, revealing smooth stone walls, until it was completely dry.
The deep pond was now a deep pit, filled with chains, binding a three-headed, eight-armed demon god.
He sat cross-legged with closed eyes, and when the dim light swept into this ancient place of darkness, his body was even deeper than the shadows.
The three heads represented the aspects of wrath, sorrow, and madness.
His entire body was entwined with mane-like flames, and his eight arms stretched out, pointing in all six directions, each hand forming a mudra.
The true body of Xiang Shu, what a magnificent demon god.
The demon god opened his eyes.
The wrathful head looked up at Simon by the pond.
All three heads spoke in unison, "Little Bald Donkey! You've come to die!"
He stood up, and the chains burst open with a resounding clang, echoing like bells and chimes.
With just one struggle, all the countless chains shattered.
He leaped into the air, landing in front of Simon, three zhang, three chi, three fen, and three cun tall, perfectly formed.
Simon said nothing, and struck out with a palm.
Transcendent God Tier One, Sumeru Palm!
Xiang Shu shrieked, striking back with eight arms, Transcendent God Tier One, Blood God Hammer!
The vast Taiwu Village vanished into thin air!
Palm strike! Fist punch!
Xiang Shu's mad head spewed poisonous water, polluting a thousand li, and where it passed, not a blade of grass would grow for a thousand years.
Simon waved his sleeve, fanning away the wave-like poisonous water, but the toxic mist corroded his robes.
"Roar—!" Xiang Shu suddenly punched Simon, sending him flying far away, crashing through several hills, with smoke and dust billowing.
In a blink of an eye, he appeared behind Xiang Shu again, and a fleshy palm, like a cattail fan, viciously struck the evil god's lower back, emitting a metallic, explosive roar.
"Ow!!" Xiang Shu cried out in pain.
This Bald Donkey's palm force was so heavy, it almost pulverized his spine, but luckily, his evil karma solidified, making his body indestructible.
The two went back and forth, their fist and palm forces scattering in all directions, forming continuous tornadoes.
Looking from afar, a squall line from the direction of Taiwu Village rushed chaotically into the distance, felling trees and shattering mountaintops along its path.
The battle between Buddha and demon, its power was immense.
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