Chapter 38 Longhorn Beetle
Chapter 38 Longhorn Beetle
Before the three could exchange another word, the horned man conjured an iron rod out of thin air and smashed it down on Zhang Yunling's head.
The blow came extremely quickly. Zhang Yunling was still in shock at seeing Shen Xiaonan and was about to have his head smashed by the iron rod. But at this moment, Shen Xiaonan kicked Zhang Yunling aside, barely dodging the fatal blow.
"Who are you? How dare you trespass into my immortal abode and see things you shouldn't have? Then you shall die immediately!"
Enraged, the horned man, after missing his target, immediately raised his iron rod again and swung it at Shen Xiaonan. Ren Jixing, who had initially thought she was an enemy, reacted quickly after seeing Zhang Yunling being rescued. He grabbed Shen Xiaonan's arms and threw her directly under the stone table.
The naked woman on the stone bench then made a move. She got up and rushed into an inner cave, but a moment later she ran out again, shouting, "Old Niu! My banana leaf fan has been stolen!"
Shen Xiaonan smashed the stone table and sprang to her feet, holding a large palm-leaf fan that was entirely emerald green with a red handle. She shouted at the bull-horned man, "Monster, take this!"
Shen Xiaonan infused her spiritual power into the fan, and as she waved it, a powerful gust of wind emanated from its surface, sweeping directly toward the horned man.
The once tall, imposing, and robust bull-horned man was also blown away by this gust of cold wind, his body and staff embedded in the wall.
Zhang Yunling, standing to the side, was already wide-eyed, but this was not the time to ask questions out of surprise. Since the horned man was being suppressed, it was time to go up and finish him off.
Ren Jixing also stood up from the ground, his folding fan unleashing powerful energy, and together with Zhang Yunling, they charged towards the horned man.
The two attacked one after another, but the bull-horned man was completely unharmed, as all the attacks were directly neutralized by his thick, dark skin.
The horned man grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth. His right hand broke free from the wall first, and he swung the iron rod at Zhang Yunling again.
This time, being prepared, Zhang Yunling activated his cultivation and used the Divine Movement Ghost Step to easily dodge the attack.
But just then, the iron rod flew out of the bull-horned man's hand, as if it had locked onto Zhang Yunling's body. The iron rod, which had been stuck in the rock, broke free on its own and suddenly chased after Zhang Yunling.
"Huh?!" Zhang Yunling was also a little flustered by such a strange magic weapon. At this moment, Shen Xiaonan made another move, holding the banana leaf fan with both hands and fanning it in the direction from which the iron rod came. Another gust of wind came. Because she did not control the attack range well, this time Ren Jixing was also blown away and embedded in the wall.
"No... Big sister... can't you tell friend from foe..." Ren Jixing's cultivation had been scattered by the fan, and he was already seriously injured, spitting out blood. The horned man was also injured, but he couldn't withstand the overwhelming killing intent. The iron rod was blown away, but he grabbed it back into his hand as well.
"You audacious madmen... Today you will all die without a burial place!" Niu Jiao Nan roared, and a crimson light shone brightly on his tall body, and steel helmets and armor appeared out of thin air to arm him.
While Shen Xiaonan was in a daze, the woman beside her punched her away and snatched back the banana leaf fan. The woman also used magic to put her naked body back on her clothes and stepped to stand next to the bull-horned man.
"Die!" The horned man grabbed Ren Jixing and threw him away. Then, together with the woman beside him, they cast spells, unleashing a blade of energy with one swing of their staff and a whirlwind of wind, heading straight for the three people opposite them!
"Grandpa, save me!"
Just as the attack was about to strike, a loud shout came from the other side. The horned man was stunned when he heard those four words, his body trembled involuntarily, and his eyes were fixed on a spatial rift that had appeared on the ceiling of the cave.
"Could it be that stable boy?"
Suddenly, a dark purple hand appeared from the crack, blocking the combined attack of the horned man and the fan woman. Then, it suddenly reached out again and grabbed the banana leaf fan in the woman's hand. It was the Heavenly Tribulation Formless Hand!
Though the person was not seen, only the voice was heard. As the banana leaf fan was taken away, a deep voice slowly echoed from the crack where the arm had disappeared:
"It's a real shame that this treasure has fallen into your hands. Why not let it be used by me! Hahahaha!"
Seeing the crisis averted, Zhang Yunling clapped his hands excitedly and exclaimed, "Grandpa Sun is mighty! This magic weapon is extraordinary. Consider it a gift to thank you for saving my life!"
The spatial rift ceased to make a sound and slowly closed after the dark purple arm retracted, and Sun Jie's aura vanished without a trace.
The woman with the fan finally came to her senses. Her eyes were fixed on the spot where the arm had disappeared. She stomped her foot and cursed, "Damn robbers! You're all a bunch of robbers!"
The horned man was also horrified, and his gaze toward Zhang Yunling and the other two became complicated. Just then, another spatial rift tore open, and a gaunt old man in black robes walked out. It was Ming Shan.
Upon seeing the arrival of the Old Monster Ming Gui, Ren Jixing's face lit up with joy, and he hurriedly cried out for help, "Old Monster Ming! You've finally arrived! Please save your disciple! That demonic beast is extremely powerful. If you had arrived any later, we would all have perished here!"
Ming Shan remained calm and unhurried, directly taking out a magical artifact from his storage bag—the immortal Vajra Bracelet. During his time in the Ancient Realm, Ming Shan had already investigated the origins of the Ancient Realm by combining the information he had obtained from the Xuanxu Ancient Realm through the Quanzhen Sect. The Vajra Bracelet he held was a magical artifact left behind by the ancient immortal realm millions of years ago.
Upon seeing the appearance of the Vajra Bracelet, the bull-horned man opposite him finally lost all fighting spirit. It wasn't that he was afraid of the magic weapon, but that he finally saw the reason for the group of people in front of him.
A smile spread across Ming Shan's aged face as he held the Vajra Bracelet and said to the horned man, "Lord of Flaming Mountain, now that you've seen this, why don't you quickly confess everything?"
The woman with the fan suddenly collapsed to the ground, giving a helpless, bitter smile. The man with the bull horns also put down the iron rod in his hand and said to the group opposite him, "It is not that I am no match for you. Although I do not know how you obtained this Vajra Bracelet, seeing this treasure is like seeing the Heavenly Emperor, so I have no choice but to submit. My name is Mighty King, and beside me is my beloved wife, Rakshasa. I was originally the mount of a god in the Western Paradise, but later, by some twist of fate, I came to the Heavenly Court and became the Heavenly Emperor's disciple."
The Rakshasa woman stepped forward, stroking the Mighty King's strong arm, and began to speak eloquently: "Since I descended to the mortal realm, I have known and fallen in love with the Old Bull, until the natural disasters struck, and I realized that we had been living in an illusory world..."
Dali Wang sighed and continued, "The Heavenly Lord treated me well, but now that I have become a demon and the Heavenly Lord has disappeared, I can only live a dejected life and while away my days."
Ming Shan then pressed on, asking, "What exactly happened a million years ago?"
Just as Dali Wang was about to answer, dozens of people suddenly rushed into the cave, each wielding weapons and magical artifacts, and shouted:
"The fluctuations I sensed just now are quite interesting; the opportunity must lie here!"
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