SFS Chapter 2 The North Sea is a Demonic Calamity
Chapter 2 The North Sea is a Demonic Calamity
His first instinct was to turn around and run away.
I am but a mere Golden Immortal, how dare I confront a Sage?
Moreover, the Western Sect and the Chan Sect are allies. He was already disliked by the Primordial Celestial Venerable because of his innate human origins. If this matter were to be ruined, the consequences would be unimaginable.
But the next second, he suppressed the thought of running away.
wrong.
The Taoist Master Zhunti was skilled in calculation and extremely cautious.
Now, the three religions are conspiring against the Jie Sect, but the Tongtian Sect Leader wields the Four Swords of Zhuxian, which cannot be broken by any but the Four Sages.
At this point, even if they didn't try to win over Nuwa, they certainly wouldn't dare offend her, and Zhunti would never personally intervene.
If a sage makes a move, other sages will surely be able to detect the fluctuations in spiritual energy. This action would needlessly offend the Holy Mother of Humanity, which is unwise.
The one who made the move must be one of his disciples.
Once the thought was settled, Yun Zhongzi took out the Demon-Revealing Mirror from his bosom and slowly poured his magic power into it.
"Zheng..."
The mirror rang out with a clear sound, and a beam of golden light shot out, instantly illuminating the previously invisible seven-colored threads, which shone with a dazzling luster in the hall.
"What is it? Protect me! Protect me!"
Shang Rong screamed in disbelief.
Following behind, King Wu Cheng, Huang Feihu, strode forward, his phoenix eyes sharpening. He raised his golden chisel and pestle high, their golden light blazing forth, and roared:
"You fiend, take this!"
The golden pestle slammed heavily onto the seven-colored silk thread, the sound of metal clashing was deafening, and Huang Feihu staggered back several steps, his face full of horror.
The seven-colored silk threads, struck by this, shrunk back with a "whoosh" like startled snakes, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
Di Xin's body trembled violently, and his eyes instantly regained their clarity.
He looked at the pen in his hand, and then recalled the words he had just blurted out and the evil thoughts that had arisen in his mind. His back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.
With a "thump," he knelt down before the statue.
He respectfully performed the grand ceremony of three kneelings and nine kowtows, repeatedly apologizing.
After hastily completing the worship ceremony, Di Xin, along with his entourage, left the Nuwa Palace with heavy hearts.
[Side Quest: Intercepting 50 units of Western Religious Luck - Nuwa Palace's Plan Completed]
[Reward 1: Cultivation level increased by one level]
[Reward Two: The Spell "Hidden Universe in the Sleeve"]
[Reward 3: Acquired Spiritual Treasure - Measuring Ruler]
The reward was quite good, but Yun Zhongzi didn't rush to redeem it, instead preparing for any unforeseen circumstances.
In an inconspicuous teahouse south of Chaoge City.
A businessman holding a teacup suddenly paused.
His previously amiable face showed surprise, and he suddenly looked up in the direction of Nuwa Palace.
Following the faint trace of magical energy fluctuations, Yun Zhongzi immediately saw through the merchant's disguise and recognized Maitreya's true form as a portly monk in a moon-white robe.
He realized immediately: It was him.
Maitreya calmly paid for the tea and strolled leisurely out of the city.
Yun Zhongzi hid in the clouds, his brows furrowed.
As the emperor, Di Xin was blessed with the greatest fortune of the human race. Maitreya used evil magic to manipulate him, yet he did not suffer any backlash from the fortune.
This matter is by no means simple.
He made a hand seal with his fingertips, chanted incantations, and a magic bean flew out from his sleeve.
Upon landing, he transformed into a young man with a mustache and an appearance that was both righteous and wicked, and his aura was exactly the same as Guang Chengzi's.
The soldier bowed respectfully, concealed himself, and silently followed Maitreya.
This is a backup plan that Yun Zhongzi has painstakingly laid out over tens of thousands of years.
Over the years, under the guise of exchanging skills with fellow disciples and discussing scriptures, he has quietly intercepted strands of magical power from the Twelve Golden Immortals, the Antarctic Immortal, and even the Burning Lamp Daoist, sealing them within immortal beans.
In case of trouble, they can be summoned using the technique of turning beans into soldiers.
Afterwards, the bean soldier resolved the matter himself, and his magic carried the information back, leaving no trace of himself.
When the secrets of heaven are in chaos, even a sage would find it difficult to decipher the key to understanding.
After dismissing the bean soldiers, Yun Zhongzi did not linger in Chaoge.
A dense aura of killing intent surged into the sky from the north.
Yun Zhongzi narrowed his eyes—it was Beihai.
According to the original text, in the seventh year of King Zhou's reign, Yuan Futong of Beihai joined forces with seventy-two feudal lords to rebel. Wen Zhong volunteered to lead the expedition, but was dragged out for fifteen years.
This is illogical.
Wen Zhong was a direct disciple of the Golden Spirit Mother of the Jie Sect, and his cultivation had reached the peak of the Golden Immortal realm.
He wields two whips, one male and one female, and has three eyes on his forehead that can distinguish between good and evil. He is also protected by a precious treasure of the Jie Sect.
Even if Yuan Futong of Beihai united seventy-two warlords, how could he possibly hold off Wen Zhong for fifteen years?
In the original story, when Wen Zhong returned to the capital in triumph, he repeatedly mentioned "destroying monsters and eliminating demons" and "slaying evil spirits". It can be seen that the rebellion in the North Sea must have been caused by the involvement of the demon race. Now that the demon race is weak, how dare they fight against the human race?
The Western religion must have been involved in this scheme!
After careful consideration, he had already made up his mind.
Wen Zhong was the pillar of Shang Tang. Only by returning to the court as soon as possible could the situation in Chaoge be stabilized and Emperor Xin be protected from being plotted against step by step.
If Wen Zhong remains trapped in the North Sea, even if he breaks the Nuwa Palace's trap today, he will continue to devise other schemes in the future, and Emperor Xin will surely be defeated.
With this in mind, Yun Zhongzi no longer hesitated, activated his escape technique, and headed straight for the North Sea.
In the Beihai region, a cold wind carrying the salty stench swept in, and the shouts of battle shook the heavens and the earth. The two armies were facing off on the battlefield.
Wen Zhong rode a black Qilin, his black battle robe fluttering in the wind, and the twin whips in his hands made a faint rumbling sound.
His divine eyes were half-open and half-closed, and his whole body exuded a blend of murderous aura and fighting spirit.
Behind him stood the four generals of the Demon Clan, each over ten feet tall, with fierce expressions.
Further on, there were Zhang Guifang and a group of other unorthodox figures.
Three hundred thousand merchant soldiers stood in gleaming armor, exuding a murderous aura, with a large banner bearing the character "闻" (wen, meaning "hear") fluttering in the wind.
A mile away, in the rebel army camp in Beihai, there was a mix of humans and demons.
The leader, Yuan Futong, was twelve feet tall, and his body was filled with a mixture of demonic aura and fighting spirit.
Behind him stood a demon king with a lion's head and a human body, a dragon spirit that was half human and half dragon, a monster with eight snake heads on its back, and seventy-two feudal lords leading their troops, a dark and swarming mass.
The verbal sparring on the battlefield had just ended when the war drums of the Shang army sounded in unison.
Holding a spear, Zhang Guifang spurred his horse forward and shouted at a warlord in the rebel ranks:
"Wang Cheng! Dismount and surrender! What are you waiting for?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the lord trembled, his soul and spirit left his body, and he fell headfirst off his horse, where he was captured alive by the Shang soldiers.
Yun Zhongzi, hidden in the clouds, suddenly brightened up.
This ability to bring down a famous general is indeed well-deserved.
In the original story, if Zhang Guifang hadn't encountered Nezha, who was a lotus incarnation and had no soul or spirit, it's unknown how long she could have held off the Xiqi army.
Such talent must not be wasted in Beihai.
Looking back at the formation, the four Demon Generals had already charged into the rebel army's ranks.
With a wave of his Azure Cloud Sword, Mo Liqing unleashed a myriad of sword shadows that filled the sky.
Mo Lihong opened the Hunyuan Umbrella, and all of the opponent's swords, spears, arrows, and magical attacks were absorbed into it;
Mo Lihai plucked the jade pipa, and the demonic sound shook the rebels so much that they staggered and could not even hold their weapons steady.
Mo Lishou released the Flower Fox Sable, which sometimes transformed into a giant beast to devour the enemy army, and sometimes shrank into a streak of light to take the heads of enemy generals.
The rebel ranks were thrown into chaos instantly, suffering heavy casualties.
Yuan Futong's face turned deathly pale. He looked up at the sky and shouted, "Please, Immortal Master, help me!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than a beam of yellow light flew out from behind the rebel ranks, and a rope, as fast as lightning, headed straight for the four Demon Generals.
"The Immortal-Binding Rope!"
Yun Zhongzi's pupils contracted; he was afraid of Liusun!
Wen Zhong urged the Ink Kirin to support the four Demon Generals, and together with his two whips, he engaged in a fierce battle with the Immortal Binding Rope.
Immediately afterwards, another white jade bottle fell from the clouds, its mouth upside down, and a powerful suction force suddenly erupted, heading straight for Zhang Guifang in the formation.