With a deafening roar, sand and stones flew, the sky seemed to collapse and the earth to split. The people of the Buddha Island high in the sky were struck, like stones thrown into water, creating a huge splash!
Splash!
People kept falling from the sky!
Dozens more perished!
The Buddha Lord's team was scattered by this palm strike, but they quickly regrouped, occupying four directions and launching an offensive against Shui Yunjun and the Literary Clan army.
These monks are far more troublesome than the Three-Clan Alliance!
They were all at the Dao Emperor Realm!
Shui Yunjun's gaze turned cold as he swung his sword once more, its light illuminating a million miles away!
Buddha Lord are constantly falling from grace!
Just when they were at a disadvantage, a dazzling red light suddenly descended from the sky, and a person tore open the sky and slowly stepped out. He was wearing a silver cassock and his eyes were deep and mysterious, as if they could see through eternity.
He walked step by step, the chanting of Buddhist hymns lingering, seemingly in sync with the wind and clouds.
Buddha Emperor, Ye Zhu!
He emerged from the sky, without uttering a word, yet his imposing aura swept across the heavens!
"Although I've never met you, just tell me directly, you are the Buddha Emperor of Buddha Island!"
Shui Yunjun met his gaze!
Ye Zhu clasped his hands together, his voice earnest. " Shui Yunjun, please cease hostilities."
Shui Yunjun raised an eyebrow. "I don't understand what you're saying. If you were truly benevolent, this war wouldn't have dragged on for years!"
Ye Zhu shook his head. "You've misunderstood me. What I meant was, you, cease hostilities."
Shui Yunjun laughed, "So what you're saying is, I'm trucing you so you can fight?"
Ye Zhu nodded.
Shui Yunjun sneered, "Shameless!"
"Alas, every time I see someone like you, I feel immense heartache. You have suffering in your heart, yet no one to confide in. You can try opening your heart to me; perhaps, I can make up for your shortcomings."
The Ye Zhu moved slowly and gently, its sound carrying a calming power.
"Have you finished talking nonsense?"
Shui Yunjun remained unmoved and said coldly.
Ye Zhu stared at her silently, then suddenly, he slowly took a bell out of his robe!
This bell is entirely blood red, slightly larger than the bells carried by other monks in the Dao Realm, but its color is extremely vibrant.
Normally, there are three small bells hanging at the bottom, but this one has seven. This is the mother bell of the Buddha Emperor Bell, which has a soul-capturing ability that surpasses all others!
When he asked her to take out the Buddha Emperor Bell, Shui Yunjun instantly became alert. She flew over and slashed at him with her sword!
The dazzling sword light stirred the sun and moon.
Strike first, strike hard!
This is the moment!
Ignoring the Sword Qi, Ye Zhu picked up the Buddha Emperor Bell and pointed it at Shui Yunjun.
Ding-dong~
He swayed slowly!
The sound of the bell, like ripples, swiftly spread across Shui Yunjun!
The fleeting figure came to a stop!
Shui Yunjun landed on the ground, staggered a few steps, the light in her eyes gradually disappeared, and a vast blankness appeared before her eyes, with clouds and mist surging in and surrounding her.
As time passed, the mist gradually dissipated, and she found herself standing on a secluded forest path.
Is this the domain of Ye Zhu?
Shui Yunjun thought to himself.
She took two steps forward and saw at the foot of the mountain, green hills, clear water, a small courtyard, and an osmanthus tree planted in the courtyard.
Squeak--
The courtyard gate opened, and a man in white stepped out, smiling at Shui Yunjun. He said, " Shui Yun, what are you daydreaming about? Come and eat!"
" Marquis of Mo Yang?!"
Shui Yunjun stared wide-eyed in disbelief, and then realized that she must have been under an illusion spell and her mind was being controlled!
This is Ye Zhu's seductive trap!
He can remain conscious now, but once he loses his senses, he will inevitably be stripped of his will and become immersed in this illusion of the moon reflected in water and flowers in a mirror!
Shui Yunjun restrained herself and made no further moves, but Marquis of Mo Yang opened the gate, took her hand, and led her to the courtyard. Under the osmanthus tree, a table of steaming hot food was laid out.
" Shui Yun, what are you standing there for? Eat up! I've been busy all day! Oh, right, didn't you want to go boating on the lake? We'll go in a bit!"
"Oh, this kind of secluded life is just too wonderful. Far from the imperial court, a secluded paradise. The words we spoke and the promises we made have all come true!"
"Speaking of which, where are those brats, the eldest, the second eldest, and Little Feng? The eldest isn't young anymore, why doesn't he bring me a wife? Especially the second eldest, he's always wandering the universe, and the eldest is nowhere to be seen. All in all, Little Feng is the best!"
Marquis of Mo Yang grumbled and cursed as he ate his food heartily.
Shui Yunjun's expression was complex. She remained silent, trying hard to stay awake, but as Marquis of Mo Yang continued his incessant nagging, the light in her eyes gradually dimmed, and finally, it was completely extinguished...
She sat down to eat with a smile on her face.
After dinner, Marquis of Mo Yang practiced his swordplay. Shui Yunjun recognized him as Cherished Wine Cup, and her State of Mind stirred. She smiled and said, "You're still carrying this sword? Didn't you give it to Xiao Xie?"
Marquis of Mo Yang pouted, "This is the token of our love that you gave me, how could I bear to give it to that little brat! I'm saving it for my coffin!"
Shui Yunjun smiled happily.
From then on, she and Marquis of Mo Yang lived a blissful, secluded life, watching the sunset, admiring the rosy clouds, boating on the lake, and brewing wine around a stove—a scene of idyllic bliss...
On the battlefield.
Shui Yunjun's eyes were slightly closed, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
Strands of energy converged, forming a sphere that enveloped her.
Ye Zhu looked at her and smiled, "Look, after regrets are filled, this is how happy and wonderful it is. To transcend worldly affairs and spread fulfillment and joy to those who defy convention is what this Emperor should do."
"Pah! Stop deceiving yourself! You bald-headed dog, it's you who controlled Shui Yunjun!!"
Suddenly, a furious curse rang out!
At the same time!
Four figures flew in from a distance in unison.
Qing Wu!
Xue Yan!
Yan Ming!
Ge Kuangwo!
The one spewing such foul language was none other than Xue Yan, the patriarch of the Snow Clan!
She's always been gentle and peace-loving, but right now she's absolutely furious!
How can there be such a shameless person?
She was disgusted!
As everyone approached, Ge Kuangwo looked at Shui Yunjun with a solemn expression. "This bald monk is too terrifying; even Shui Yunjun has fallen for his tricks!"
Yan Ming said, "The key point is the bell in his hand!"
Qing Wu said, "This bell is no ordinary bell. Do you remember what Dean Xie said before? The Buddha Emperor Bell is divided into a daughter bell and a mother bell. The one in Ye Zhu's hand is different from ordinary bells; it must be the mother bell with a more powerful soul-capturing ability!"
Ge Kuangwo said, "We were too careless coming here! If he has control of us..."
Xue Yan asked, "Did you take the Great Dream Calamity-Dispelling Pill from the Sushang before you came?"
Everyone nodded in unison.
" Shui Yunjun is like this, he definitely didn't renew his medication on time!" Yan Ming squinted, making a confident assertion.
"Now we'll split into two groups. One person will take Shui Yunjun away, and the rest will go and attack Ye Zhu!" Xue Yan clenched her fist.
" Ge Kuangwo island lord, you are the weakest in cultivation, you take Shui Yunjun and leave!" Qing Wu commanded.
Ge Kuangwo: "..."
Something about that sounds odd.
Are you sure you're not discriminating against him because of his low repair rate?
His cultivation level is low, but he possesses Emperor Fire! A whole bunch of it! And his weapons are powerful!