For Whom Does the Death Knell Toll?
The Black Dragon True Lord struck the Mountain-Water Realm for twenty-three years.
This day.
The void was silent and still, the sky clear and bright.
Beyond the Three Mountains and Nine Rivers.
Ding~
Ding~
Ding~
The bell tolled throughout the universe, and a majestic divine mountain from beyond the heavens appeared in a grand procession.
This mountain is shaped like a bronze bell, with purple clouds swirling around its summit. Strange rocks and forests interspersed among it resemble dragons coiled and tigers crouching, creating a harmonious blend of mountains, water, city, and forest, exuding a magnificent aura.
At the summit, a Daoist priest stood with his hands behind his back, gazing upon the Three Mountains and Nine Rivers.
The Daoist priest was dressed in a yellow crown, cloth robes, straw sandals, and plain socks. He had a very dignified appearance and seemed to possess an aura of invincibility against all evil.
It also possesses supernatural Divine Ability such as moving mountains and crossing seas.
The sacred mountain fell.
The bells rang out.
Han Ling'er came out upon hearing the sound and gazed at the sacred mountain in the distance.
"This is--"
She gazed at the mountain, unaware of its origins. She looked at the Daoist priest, unaware of his background.
Be on your guard.
But Han Ling City, which was surrounded by Three Mountains and Nine Rivers, was being eroded and driven away by this sacred mountain, and was in complete disarray.
"Who goes there?!"
Han Ling'er shouted the question.
She was ordered to guard the Mountain-Water Realm, and she couldn't allow anyone to take away her power to seal off the area from the inside and outside. Otherwise, if the Star-Sucking Demon Spirit could come and go as it pleased, she would no longer have the authority to intervene.
"Don't panic, Fairy Han."
"I, Hu Feng, have been entrusted by the Black Dragon True Lord to lend you a helping hand and relieve the demonic tide in the Mountain-Water Realm!"
At the summit of Shenshan Mountain, the Daoist priest uttered a loud voice that resounded throughout Han Ling City.
"Black Dragon True Lord?"
"Daoist Hu Feng?"
Han Ling'er's eyebrows immediately furrowed.
The Black Dragon True Lord has been missing since he left twenty-three years ago. Unexpectedly, twenty-three years later, the True Immortal helper he found arrived in the Mountain-Water Realm before Zheng Tu of the Flame God Palace.
With a flicker of thought, Han Ling'er said loudly, "Fellow Daoist's cultivation is profound, and the Divine Mountain is fierce. Why not go to the Outer Realm Battlefield to make a name for yourself and achieve great things, instead of wasting your time in this desolate place? With me here, I will definitely not let the Star-Sucking Lord harm Spirit Birth. Please rest assured, Fellow Daoist."
It is self-evident without being asked.
This Daoist Hu Feng who controls the sacred mountain is definitely not here for the Star-Sucking Lord. Having been dispatched by the Black Dragon True Lord, he is clearly here for the Daoist Du Tian.
Han Ling'er's heart sank.
"Fairy Han is joking."
Daoist Hu Feng ignored Han Ling'er, and the divine mountain continued to descend. Compared to this divine mountain, Han Ling'er's Han Ling City, was utterly vulnerable. The formation that had previously enveloped the entire Three Mountains and Nine Rivers was being driven away with the force of a landslide and a tsunami.
In the blink of an eye.
Leave not an inch!
"Fellow Daoist, you've gone too far!"
Han Ling'er's pretty face flushed with anger, and her beautiful eyes glared angrily at the Daoist of the Divine Mountain.
The Daoist priest glanced at Han Ling'er, his expression unchanged.
But a faint light could be seen flickering inside the sacred mountain.
The next moment.
Rumble!
Countless large rocks rolled down in all directions, each weighing hundreds or even thousands of kilograms. As they rolled down the sides of the sacred mountain, the rocks collided and merged along the way.
They landed outside the sacred mountain.
Dust billowed from all directions, and four towering giants suddenly rose up. The sacred mountain was about 1,200 feet tall, while these four rock giants were also 700 to 800 feet tall.
Standing tall in the void, like a divine mountain protecting the Dharma.
Han Ling'er was startled at first glance, "Mahayana True Immortal?!"
She looked at the four rock giants, whose auras resembled those of Dao Soldiers but were not quite Dao Soldiers, and were no different from ordinary True Immortal. They had regular features and bright eyes. When they looked at Han Ling City, some of the four rock giants had a playful expression, some had a provocative look in their eyes, some had a slight upturn of their lips in a disdainful manner, and one rock giant simply ignored them.
"This person—"
Han Ling'er remained silent.
Given the Daoist's strength and his claim of eliminating Devil Creature, she had no grounds to drive him away. And if she were to resort to force, these four rock giants would be a blatant warning.
"Young Daoist priest."
Good luck to you!
Han Ling'er stood in the city, gazing at the Daoist priest of the sacred mountain, and no longer tried to stop him.
One hour.
Two hours.
Three hours.
The Daoist priest remained standing on the sacred mountain, without moving.
It wasn't until the fourth hour that the Daoist's lips curled into a slight smile. Immediately afterward, the divine mountain erupted with chaotic light, and streaks of light burst forth, some heading straight for the stars. As the streaks of light entered, the stars exploded with deafening roars, plummeting towards the earth, followed by billowing smoke and swirling dust.
On the way to falling stars.
Transforming mid-air, the raging flames surrounding it transformed into a towering rock giant. Every gesture of this giant exuded boundless power—
With both feet stomping wildly, the gale shattered.
With arms outstretched, he scattered the white clouds.
They headed straight for the Black Cloud Archipelago, nestled among the Three Mountains and Nine Rivers.
"They're here."
Black Cloud Archipelago.
Lu Qingfeng walked out of Yuan Gui City and looked up at the sky. What was invisible to ordinary eyes, Lu Qingfeng could see clearly—
Clusters of fire descended from the sky.
Within the flames, rock giants were enveloped. Besides these flames and giants, streaks of light descended even faster, falling upon the land and waters of the Black Cloud Archipelago and disappearing without a trace.
Lu Qingfeng stared intently, Grand Luo Insight—
[Dao Soldiers: Mountain Spirit Warrior]
[Grade: Tier 4]
[Note: Hu Feng, the lord of Bell Mountain, recruited the Mountain Spirit Tribe for his own use, refining them into Dao Soldiers. This clan possesses spiritual bodies, capable of merging with mountains and stars, refining the earth, and transforming it into their own bodies. They possess boundless strength, capable of moving mountains and overturning seas, and destroying stars!]
"Mountain Spirit Warrior".
Lu Qingfeng raised an eyebrow.
Such an intangible being, capable of freely controlling mountains, and existing as a physical entity, is truly wondrous. The wonders of nature are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
I just don't know.
Just how skilled are these Mountain Spirit Warriors?
He remains in the center, refraining from taking action for the time being.
One by one, the Mountain Spirit Warrior fell to earth like meteors.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The four islands and the four earths trembled violently, shaking the ground, and one after another, Mountain Spirit Warrior descended. As soon as they landed, they stomped their feet and rushed towards Lu Qingfeng's location.
"Seven-Star Beauty Serpent!"
Lu Qingfeng's mind stirred, and between the islands, in the waters—
Splash!
Suddenly, curtains of water rose up, blocking the path of the Mountain Spirit Warrior from all directions. These water curtains acted like layers of barriers, capable of holding off even ordinary Primordial Spirit cultivators for a moment.
But the Mountain Spirit Warrior remained calm, neither dodging nor avoiding, and continued to advance while unleashing a punch.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
It smashed the thick curtain of water into pieces.
Take a step forward.
He forced his way through, moving at an incredible speed.
"Such powerful force!"
Upon seeing this, Lu Qingfeng raised an eyebrow. This force was comparable to the power to uproot mountains, like Mount Tai pressing down, unstoppable.
Hiss!
In the water.
One by one, beauties in sheer veils rushed up.
They spun in mid-air and transformed into giant pythons.
Nearly two hundred giant pythons stretched across the sky, their expressions ferocious, spewing out clouds of mist from their mouths as they swept towards the Mountain Spirit Warrior. A chilling, eerie Yin Qi emanated from within the mist.
The cold fog erodes.
"Roar!"
The Mountain Spirit Warrior roared, bent his knees, and with a powerful thrust of his legs, his entire body shot towards the giant python like a cannonball. While still in mid-air, he unleashed a punch—
Bang!
A deafening roar erupted, and blood and flesh rained down everywhere.
It was a fourth-tier, Seven-Star Beauty Serpent, yet it was so easily killed by this Mountain Spirit Warrior with a single punch.
They were utterly vulnerable.
"The powerful force grants the Mountain Spirit Warrior incredible speed. Being made of mountain rock, they are unburdened and can unleash their power at will."
This Mountain Spirit Warrior is simply a powerful cultivator who focuses solely on Body Refinement.
He has a strong and powerful physique.
He possesses immense strength.
It is not made of flesh and blood, and is not afraid of freezing cold or scorching heat.
"The Seven-Star Beauty Serpent alone is not enough to stop it."
Lu Qingfeng shook his head.
He opened his mouth and called out, ordering the remaining Seven-Star Beauty Serpent to retreat.
In this single collision, thirty-eight Seven-Star Beauty Serpent were blasted into a bloody mess by the Mountain Spirit Warrior, never to be resurrected. The remaining one hundred and sixty Seven-Star Beauty Serpent, caught in the icy mist, plunged headlong into the water.
But I saw it.
Beneath the waters, mountain ranges evolved, then suddenly transformed into underwater rock giants. The Seven-Star Beauty Serpent dived underwater and crashed into them.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The Mountain Spirit Warrior, underwater, unleashed a punch that compressed tens of thousands of tons of water, slamming it down on the Seven-Star Beauty Serpent from all directions. Flesh and blood could hardly withstand such immense force.
In an instant.
It was blasted to pieces.
This resulted in the killing of more than forty more Seven-Star Beauty Serpent.
Lu Qingfeng suffered heavy losses.
"What a formidable Mountain Spirit Warrior!"
Lu Qingfeng looked around and saw three hundred Mountain Spirit Warrior falling from the sky, rising from the earth, and surging from the water, all attacking him. They stood firmly on the ground, completely controlling it. A powerful pressure descended upon Lu Qingfeng from all sides.
Just like the gravity on the stars in the Heaven Stele Secret Realm, making it difficult for Lu Qingfeng to take even one step.
"Are they trying to capture me alive?"
Lu Qingfeng looked up at the sky.
Upon reaching the sacred mountain, the Daoist priest stood with his hands behind his back, his face calm and indifferent, seemingly unconcerned about the matter. The sacred mountain, shaped like a bell, emitted resounding chimes from within—
Ding~
Ding~
Ding~
Like a death knell, it heralded Lu Qingfeng's impending doom.
"In that case..."
"I will gladly accept these three hundred mountain spirits."
Lu Qingfeng smiled.
Swamps appeared in all directions. The Mountain Spirit Warrior charged towards Lu Qingfeng, his speed instantly slowed as he stepped into the swamp. The warrior's feet emitted an earthy yellow light, attempting to flatten the swamp and overturn the earth.
But from the swamp, Marshwalking Spider the size of millstones burst forth.
They were covered in mud.
As soon as it appeared, it clung to the foot of the Mountain Spirit Warrior. Its eight legs gripped firmly, and its pincers dug into the rocky body of the Mountain Spirit Warrior. It emitted a hazy gray aura, which turned the surface of the Warrior's rock-hard body into specks of mud.
The Marshwalking Spider kept climbing.
The Mountain Spirit Warrior ignored it completely, focusing solely on running, hoping to use the vibrations from its run to kill and detach the Marshwalking Spider.
But the Marshwalking Spider held on firmly.
The fangs pierced deeply into the Mountain Spirit Warrior's foot. The fangs were short, but they sprayed venom, which seeped into the Mountain Spirit Warrior's body. In an instant, what had been just scattered specks of mud began to spread.
The more you run.
The faster it spreads.
However, these Mountain Spirit Warriors are all dozens of feet tall, and even if the little Marshwalking Spider can transform its rocky body into swampy mud at the fastest speed, it still takes time.
The difference in social class is there for all to see.
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