Volume 3: The Four Great Continents, Chapter 140: Battling Taiyi True Person, Please Subscribe

  Lei Hao was shocked, the Dragon Slayer had been with him since he was still in the Unity Realm, and had gone through countless battles with him. It was a peerless killing machine! After being nurtured in his body for several hundred years, its power was now extraordinary, even without his control, an early Golden Immortal expert would not be able to withstand its blade. Now it was actually seeking his help! Was there another Golden Immortal in the Eastern Victory Divine State besides him and Wukong?

  Lei Hao's heart suddenly became urgent, and he naturally didn't have time to entangle with these small demons anymore. He stretched out his large hand and grasped them, causing the three Earthly Immortal-level demon kings to instantly explode into three bursts of bloody mist.

  "Lei Zijun, listen to the order! Drive away all these demonic soldiers. If anyone disobeys, kill them!" With that, Lei Hao's figure disappeared at the foot of the mountain.

  In the midst of the Kanyuanshan mountain range, Tulong was surrounded by a circular crimson seal of magical power, struggling with all his might. In the distance, an old Taoist stood tall, clad in a simple yet elegant cyan robe, his long hair as white as snow, his face pale and worn, yet exuding an aura of wisdom and age.

  "If not now, when? Must I erase your spiritual consciousness?" The old Taoist priest rebuked in a soft voice, his face expressionless, as he saw Tú Lóng still struggling ceaselessly.

  The butcher's knife suddenly flashed a bloody aura, and in the next moment it had transformed into a pale yellow five-clawed dragon, roaring as it charged at the old Taoist. After being bounced back by the ban, it once again pounced up with unyielding ferocity.

  The old Taoist frowned, and with a light wave of his sleeve, the restrictive spell surrounding Tú Lóng began to shrink bit by bit. It seemed that his patience had been exhausted, and he wanted to use his powerful magic to subdue Tú Lóng by force.

  "Don't waste your energy anymore. You can't defeat Tulong." Lei Hao's figure suddenly appeared in front of the old Taoist.

  The old Taoist raised his eyelids and took a glance at Lei Hao, only to see the young man standing in front of him with a gentle expression, his hands behind his back, wearing a white robe that fluttered in the wind, without revealing even half a hint of evil energy. He looked like a high-ranking immortal with great virtues.

  Lei Hao raised his hand and shot out a blood-colored spell, which crashed onto the seal, but only caused ripples on its surface without breaking it. Seeing this, he raised an eyebrow, made a knife-like gesture with his hand, and lightly slashed at the seal.

  In a split second, a tens of meters long bloody knife aura appeared in front of Lei Hao, fiercely slashing onto the seal.

  The circular seal burst like a soap bubble, and the five-clawed dragon god inside appeared beside Lei Hao with a flash of blood light. The Dragon Slayer returned to its true form, emitting a series of high-pitched whistling sounds towards Lei Hao.

  But the old Taoist did not say a word after Lei Hao appeared, and even when Lei Hao broke through the seal, he did not take action to stop him. He just looked at the sky of Kan Yuan Mountain with some emotion.

  Lei Hao opened his large hands to grab the hilt of the knife, and softly said: "Alright. Let's see how your master will avenge you." As soon as he finished speaking, Lei Hao suddenly jumped up and used all his strength to strike Huashan with a powerful slash towards the old Taoist priest.

  The next moment, a blood-colored sword energy several dozen feet long and round as jade burst out from the Dragon Slaying Knife and heavily smashed towards the old Taoist's head.

  The old Taoist seemed to have come back to his senses at this time, facing the blood-colored knife energy that was rushing towards him. His expression unchanged, he flicked the feather duster in his hand, and a red magical power shot out from it, flashing towards Lei Hao's knife energy like lightning.

  The next moment, Lei Hao's knife aura and the fiery red magic dissipated into nothingness.

  Lei Hao's eyes jumped, his body retreated a mile, and then he held the Dragon Slayer and asked: "Who are you? Why have you come to my Wang Kuan Mountain?" At their level, one move was enough to know the opponent's cultivation. Just now, Lei Hao had confirmed that the old Taoist in front of him was at least a Taiyi Heaven Immortal-level expert!

  The old Taoist said in a low voice with no expression: "I'm just an old Taoist who came here to see his disciple."

  Lei Hao heard this and asked doubtfully: "Kan Yuan Mountain only has monsters, where is your apprentice?"

  The old Taoist said in a low voice with a sorrowful expression: "My poor disciple died here, I came to see him and help him fulfill his last wish, otherwise he cannot rest in peace in the six realms of reincarnation."

  Lei Hao suddenly knew who the old Taoist in front of him was. In Dongsheng Shen Zhou, only Nezha had fallen into his hands! He looked at the old Taoist with a serious expression and slowly said: "Taiyi Zhenren?"

  The old Taoist collected the sorrowful color of his face and calmly said: "Not bad, it's indeed me! Since you already know my intention, then, considering that you buried Nezha in Chentang Pass, you might as well take your own life, I'll let your true spirit enter the six paths of reincarnation."

  Lei Hao said seriously: "When the Japanese king and Nezha brothers were in a fair fight, I won, so I'm still alive! If you want to avenge Nezha brothers today, just defeat me, and take my life, what's the harm?"

  Taiyi Zhenren's face was also stern, he stared at Lei Hao seriously and said: "Then, I will come to take it."

  Having spoken, the True Man of Taiyi waved his hand with a duster, and the white silk thread on the duster shot out like a thousand arrows, covering the sky and killing towards Lei Hao.

  Lei Hao's eyes flashed with a bloody aura, and he clearly saw that at the tip of each thread, there was a flickering crimson aura. Immediately, he dared not to be careless, and swung the Dragon Slayer in his hand out, casting a shadowy afterimage across the sky, forming a knife wall in front of him.

  All the silk threads seemed to have a spiritual intelligence, seeing the front being blocked by the knife wall, they immediately curved and bypassed the knife wall, stabbing towards Lei Hao in three hundred and sixty degrees. In a short span of one-thousandth of a breath, Lei Hao was surrounded by a white ball of silk threads.

  Lei Hao's consciousness was greatly expanded at this time, and every swing of the Tulong in his hand would block thousands of silk threads' attacks. The blade body of the Tulong knife transmitted a series of clear and crisp collision sounds, "ding ding ding". After several breaths, the Tulong let out a mournful cry. Lei Hao's consciousness swept over the blade, and he saw that the blade was covered with dense, pinhole-sized small pits.

  But Lei Hao hadn't rushed to the point of really using his physical body to resist, the hardness of the Tulong knife was stronger than his physical body by more than one degree, even Tulong couldn't withstand it, let alone his physical body.

  "This old monster really doesn't have a good fate!" Lei Hao's heart was anxious, and the Dragon Slayer in his hand moved even more urgently. But as the saying goes, "long defense must lose", Lei Hao defended for several breaths, but was finally broken through by the silk thread. He immediately felt a wave of severe pain spreading throughout his body, and with the corner of his eye, he saw that several muscles on his arm and waist had been pierced by the silk thread.

  At the moment when Lei Hao was furious, a sense of danger suddenly appeared in his heart. He raised his head and saw that within a few hundred feet above his head, a sword energy that seemed to be substantial and burned with cyan flames appeared, stabbing straight down towards his hair knot.

  Lei Hao's eyes widened in fury, and with a sudden movement, he raised the Dragon Slayer to the sky and let out a thunderous roar: "Annihilation!" In an instant, a fierce flame of blood erupted from Lei Hao's body, and a torrential, earth-shattering pressure burst forth from his flesh, forcing all the silk threads back by a thousandth of a breath.

  Lei Hao swung his hand with a dragon-slaying knife and slashed upwards in an instant.

  The next moment, Lei Hao was like all the law power, pressure, and the burning blood flame on his body condensed into a gray knife gas that was several meters long, rushing towards the sword gas that was burning with green flames. The violent energy shattered every inch of space around Lei Hao for hundreds of feet, and even the silk threads surrounding him were torn apart by the violent energy and spatial turbulence, turning into white dots in the sky.

  The sword aura on Lei Hao's head was also shattered by this gray knife aura that dominated the world.

  "What a great move, Annihilation! Did you use this move to kill my two junior brothers, Manjusri and Samantabhadra? It's really not bad, even Nezha didn't have such martial arts skills back then! Unfortunately, I am not Manjusri or Samantabhadra, and you are not Nezha, so... die!" Lei Hao had not yet caught his breath when he heard a voice.

  This time, what came pouring down from the sky was no longer a vast expanse of silk threads, but rather an aura identical to that of the sword which had just burned with a green flame.

  Lei Hao's heart was filled with a fierce determination, as he had been fighting against the Taiyi True Person until now. He hadn't even touched the corner of his opponent's clothes, yet the Taiyi True Person had forced him to reveal all his ultimate moves just by relying on a single feather duster and sword energy. Now, he was in an even more desperate situation.

  "Is this the difference between realms?" Lei Hao thought to himself, and then he straightened his body. After a single breath, a bloody glow flashed across his skin, and the white-robed Lei Hao disappeared. In the air, a ten-zhang-tall cow demon appeared, its entire body covered in red scales. Lei Hao had transformed back into his true form!

  "Furious Thunder Source." Lei Hao drank loudly while swinging his hand, the ferocious dragon-slaying sword energy clashed with the sky.

  All the sword auras that blocked Lei Hao's path were shattered by his one slash, and he charged towards Taiyi True Person like an unstoppable lion amidst a flock of sheep.

  Taiyi True Man saw the raging Lei Hao, and a hint of solemnity flashed in his eyes. In his heart, he secretly thought: "No wonder this demon king can kill Wen Shu and Pu Xian, two junior brothers at the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm. His strength is indeed comparable to that of Taiyi True Deity."

  Taiyi True Man didn't dare to be careless, if he, with his Taiyi Heaven Immortal cultivation, were to fall into the hands of this demon king, then his old face would truly be lost. Immediately, he raised his left hand, and a flash of magical power appeared on his left hand, revealing an ancient bronze wine jug-like treasure that was burning with fierce flames. On the surface of the treasure, nine fire dragons were constantly moving and roaring.

  While burying his head to think, Lei Hao suddenly felt a throb in his heart, as if his heart was racing. He raised his head and infused his magic power into his eyes. Then he saw the treasure in Taiyi Zhenren's hand, and a name of an extraordinary treasure appeared in his mind: Jiulong Shenhuo Zhao...