The Plan Foiled, Only to Suffer Losses Instead
"But..."
Looking at the towering, three-headed, six-armed Faxiang before him, Lin Yu added, "You're being too ostentatious. If you want to come back with me, you'd better tone it down to avoid attracting unnecessary attention."
Upon hearing this, the evil god simultaneously displayed a thoughtful expression on all three of its heads.
It paused briefly, and the chaotic energy flowing around it began to converge inward, causing its enormous body to shrink rapidly.
Lights intertwined, and in a few breaths, the fierce and ferocious three-headed, six-armed Faxiang disappeared, replaced by a child about the size of a palm, exquisitely carved like jade.
The boy wore a short jacket formed from Spiritual Power. He had delicate features, and his brows conveyed a mixture of Buddhist compassion, demonic evil, and Daoist transcendence.
The three qualities blend together to create a unique charm.
It looked down at its body, which had shrunk countless times, and seemed quite satisfied, clapping its little hands together.
Then it obediently flew and landed on Lin Yu's shoulder, sitting steadily.
"That's good then." Lin Yu nodded and didn't delay any longer.
With the young boy by his side, he took a single step and instantly traveled thousands of miles back to the Dragon Nation Kingdom.
When he arrived above the battlefield ravaged by thunder and fire, just as he had predicted, the crisis was nearing its end.
In the main battlefield below, the situation is even more one-sided and overwhelming.
With the patriarchs and immortals presiding over the central command, stabilizing the overall situation and firmly suppressing any potential last-ditch counterattacks from the enemy, the cultivators of all sects no longer had any worries.
Normally, even the senior and junior masters might be particular about proceeding step by step and preserving some Spiritual Power in case of unforeseen circumstances.
At this moment, however, they used every means at their disposal, sparing no effort in wielding their magical power.
The sky was filled with dazzling lightning, crisscrossing sword energy, flying talismans, and booming magical artifacts, all intertwining on the battlefield.
There was even a hint of urgency in their actions, as if they were afraid that if they were too slow, they would have no enemies to fight.
"Junior brother, the one on the left is trying to run away!"
"Leave it to me! Take this!"
Hey! That's mine! Don't you dare take it!
"Quick, quick, a few more have gathered over there! Don't let them form a battle formation!"
The senior and junior masters vented all the grievances they had suffered from the previous World-Destroying Grand Formation on Xiao Rizi.
Lin Yu hovered high in the sky, looking at the almost one-sided scene below, and his mood gradually calmed down.
The boy on his shoulder swung his legs, looking around curiously, observing the battle below with great interest, seemingly finding this pure power domination quite fascinating.
Lin Yu's gaze swept across the battlefield below and landed on the central area.
There, several imposing figures stood suspended in mid-air.
These were the three Heavenly Masters of Maoshan, Heavenly Master Zhang of Dragon Tiger Mountain, and several other leaders of the righteous path.
Their bodies emanated a Daoist aura, their hands pressed down lightly, and their immortal power surged forth, guiding the power of the Five Elements Eight Trigrams Formation.
It slowly calmed the chaotic spiritual energy of heaven and earth caused by the fierce battle, and guided the last few wisps of crimson lightning embers in the sky into the earth's veins to dissipate.
The scheme devised by the evil Japan cultivators this time was undeniably vicious.
Their original plan was to take advantage of the Dragon Nation's weakened strength due to the crisis of world destruction.
Using the immense resentment left over from the previous World-Destroying Grand Formation as a catalyst, they communicated with the laws of heaven and earth, forcibly triggering divine punishment.
Using the overwhelming power of the heavens, they severely damaged or even destroyed the foundation of the Dragon Nation's cultivation world.
However, despite their careful calculations, they underestimated the resilience and unity shown by the cultivation community of the Dragon Nation in dealing with the crisis of world destruction.
They also underestimated the true strength and resources of these reclusive masters.
Although the global catastrophe caused trauma, the core traditions and top-tier power were not significantly damaged.
Thanks to Lin Yu's timely assistance and the rapid removal of the global array core, the various Heavenly Master and Patriarchs were able to preserve most of their strength and are now in their prime, forced to emerge from seclusion and ready to unleash their fury.
Instead, after stabilizing their position, the patriarchs used their supreme Daoist methods to reverse the course of events and cleverly used the opponent's strength against them.
The residual power of divine punishment, which had been stirred up by the evil cultivator but had not been fully released, was forcibly sent back to the sky above the island of Japan where it originated through the ingenious transformation of the formation.
This was a classic case of trying to steal a chicken but losing the rice instead; it actually diminished the nation's luck.
Lin Yu gracefully descended, landing before the patriarchs, and bowed respectfully. "Patriarchs, Celestial Heavenly Master, your disciple has returned."
The Grand Heavenly Master of Maoshan stroked his beard and praised, "You've had a long and arduous journey."
It was obvious that they were all powerful Immortal Dao, and they all knew where Lin Yu had gone.
Just then, a crimson shadow darted up from beside the Grand Heavenly Master's feet and landed precisely on Lin Yu's shoulder.
It was that little fox that had always been obedient, or rather timid, lying at the feet of the patriarch.
Lin Yu had left in a hurry, leaving the little fox in the care of the patriarch.
It seemed quite wary of the unintentional pressure emanating from the patriarchs, remaining tense and daring not to move.
Seeing Lin Yu return, she felt as if she had found her pillar of support. She affectionately rubbed her cheek against Lin Yu's, making a soft "woof" sound, and her tense body relaxed.
However, its action immediately caught the attention of the new tenant on Lin Yu's left shoulder.
The palm-sized child was curiously observing the patriarchs when it felt the movement on its shoulder. It turned its head and its Four Eyes the little fox.
The little fox's fur instantly bristled!
This was its territory, and seeing a stranger daring to stand here, it immediately bared its teeth like a protective animal.
It let out a low, menacing growl, its bright red tail held high, giving it a fierce yet adorable look as if it were claiming its territory.
The boy blinked.
Although it has only recently developed sentience, it has fused with demonic aspects, and its true nature is far from being as pure and harmless as it appears on the surface.
Faced with the little fox's provocation, the evil and domineering nature belonging to the demonic aspect of its delicate little face was instantly aroused!
Its little face tightened, the character for "forbidden" between its brows flickered, and its originally clear and lively eyes instantly turned into a deep, dark abyss.
Its tiny mouth parted slightly, revealing a set of small, sharp teeth that were completely disproportionate to its size, and a cold, menacing aura pierced towards the little fox.
"Eek--!"
Where did the little fox experience this before?
The threat it sensed was far greater than any enemy it had ever faced before; it was a fear that struck at the very core of its soul.
It was so frightened that its fur stood on end, it let out a shriek, its legs went weak, and it slid right off Lin Yu's shoulder.
Just as it was about to fall to the ground, Lin Yu reacted quickly, reaching out his other hand to gently lift it up and catch the terrified little fox in his palm.
"Alright, stop fooling around." Lin Yu flicked the boy's head slightly as a warning.
Like raindrops falling on everyone, Lin Yu also flicked the little fox's hair.
As soon as the boy sensed Lin Yu's gaze and the faint sense of restraint emanating from the restriction between his brows, he immediately suppressed his demonic ferocity, and his little face instantly returned to its delicate, harmless appearance.
He even gave the terrified little fox, who was trembling in Lin Yu's palm, a slightly stiff but friendly smile.
Unfortunately, this smile, in the little fox's eyes, felt even more eerie and frightening than the fierce look from before.
It buried its head in Lin Yu's palm, trembling, and dared not look at the boy again.