Chapter 114: Master's Technique: Eight Serpents Turning the River, Flexible Attack and Defense

Chapter 114: Master's Technique: Eight Serpents Turning the River, Flexible Attack and Defense

Clang!

Boom!

The wind and thunder raged, lightning flashed and thunder roared! Raindrops fell from the dark clouds, pouring down upon the earth.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—

The arcs of lightning danced upon the azure-colored Horn Hammer, as if imbued with life, intertwining with an awe-inspiring and domineering divine power.

The leader of the Black Snake Gang, a powerful figure who had used the Corpse Curse Seal to refine his physical body to the level of a Cursed Iron Corpse, was a formidable opponent. Even a Grandmaster would find him extremely tricky to deal with and hard to defeat easily.

However, this howling Horn Hammer effortlessly shattered his skull into four pieces, demonstrating the immense power and divine force contained within.

The entire territory of the Black Snake Gang instantly stirred with the spreading bloodshed, and countless gang members trembled in fear.

They looked towards the direction of the lightning and thunder.

There, they saw a figure wearing a cat-faced mask, strolling with hands behind his back, distorting the wind and rain, and landing on the black-tiled rooftop with a light tap of his toes.

After landing outside the gang's courtyard, he lifted his foot and walked slowly.

With each step, it seemed as if the earth trembled in sync, like drumbeats pounding against their hearts, causing the gang members' blood to freeze and their heartbeats to be pulled and linked together.

Pfft—!

A Bone Tempering Fighter couldn't bear it, sweating profusely, coughing up blood, and collapsing to the ground, his eyes filled with uncontrollable fear.

Many Blood Exchange Fighters also had their blood vessels dilated, almost unable to steady their bodies!

Cat-faced mask, Horn Hammer...

Horn Piercing Heaven, Li Qingshan!

The members of the Black Snake Gang were terrified, as they were all too familiar with the reputation of Li Qingshan.

That Horn Hammer had smashed the skulls of countless experts in the capital city and was stained with the blood of many masters! Compared to the Demon Ox, they feared this notorious figure even more!

The rain fell from the sky, but before it could reach Li Qingshan, it was completely twisted and dispersed by an invisible force.

Even in front of Granny Mu, Li Qingshan maintained a stooped posture, letting her know that he had aged and didn't harbor any other intentions.

But when it came to killing, Li Qingshan didn't hold back.

He stretched lazily, and countless divine forces gathered around him, like an electric snake coiling behind him, yawning and stretching lazily!

"It's much more comfortable in the capital city; you can mobilize as much divine power as you want..."

"True Qi and blood essence can be used at will."

A faint laughter echoed from behind the cat-faced mask.

"It's a pity you didn't kill me while I was away from the capital city..."

His voice reverberated in the dead silence of the Black Snake Gang's courtyard.

No one dared to respond.

The members of the Black Snake Gang knew that Li Qingshan wasn't talking to them.

The two deputy leaders of the Black Snake Gang were terrified, their legs trembling as they threw down their weapons and knelt on the ground.

"Spare our lives..."

"Spare us, Leader Li!"

Perhaps setting an example, the gang members followed suit, throwing down their weapons and kneeling, with not a trace of resistance left in their hearts.

Li Qingshan's eyes, hidden behind the mask, glanced at them indifferently.

He clenched his five fingers.

The Horn Piercing Heaven Hammer, with its dancing arcs of lightning, suddenly shot out from its embedded pit, smashing the skulls of the two deputy leaders on its way back, spraying blood and brains everywhere.

With a slap, Li Qingshan gripped the Horn Piercing Heaven Hammer and, without paying attention to the gang members, stomped his foot, instantly unleashing a burst of powerful blood essence. It was as if he had transformed into three furious serpents surging into the sky!

Heavenly Origin Divine Sect, Master's Technique: Eight Serpents Turning the River!

Boom! The entire earth instantly cracked open, with countless dense cracks and scattered stones being blown away by the rising heat from underground.

Li Qingshan, entwined with three furious blood essence serpents, rushed out like an ancient ferocious beast!

A building instantly exploded!

"Li Qingshan!"

The solemn voice carried a hint of fear.

It was Liu Jinsong, the Deputy Leader of the Fishing Gang, who had hidden here to target the Demon Ox and set up a trap with the help of the Corpse Deity Sect's experts.

However, before the Demon Ox arrived, a heaven-piercing sheep had fallen into the trap! Li Qingshan was much harder to deal with than the Demon Ox! Not only because of his identity but also his strength!

The mighty true qi raged and swept away the shattered building fragments, leaving Li Qingshan standing with the Horn Hammer in one hand.

With his body as the center, the surrounding airflow was violently squeezed and emptied by the three furious blood essence serpents.

Liu Jinsong, hovering in the air with a blurry and illusory divine form, had an extremely unsightly expression.

"The Demon Ox slaughtered seven forces under the Fishing Gang. Today's trap was set to kill the Demon Ox! What are you, Li Qingshan, getting involved for?!"

Liu Jinsong shouted angrily.

In the Cloud State Divine Foundation Records, he was ranked seventh!

Possessing the Six Ministries Divine Foundation, the Suspensive Thought Thunderstrike Annihilator, and having cultivated the Master's Technique: Eight Serpents Turning the River from the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect, he was no match for ordinary Illusory Form Realm cultivators!

Unless it was a cultivator who had forged a Six Ministries-level Illusory Form, it would be difficult to suppress Li Qingshan with their cultivation level.

And in a direct physical confrontation with a Grandmaster, who could be a match for Li Qingshan, who had cultivated the Master's Technique: Eight Serpents Turning the River?

"I'm a Divine Sect Wanderer, and I don't care... Who does?"

Li Qingshan laughed behind his mask.

The next moment, he exhaled thunderously, his voice like a startled swan! Without any unnecessary words, Li Qingshan knew who the Demon Ox was, why he had killed the Fishing Gang's forces with his bare hands, and had gathered all the relevant information.

This Fishing Gang... colluding with the Corpse Deity Sect, harming the common people, practicing evil arts—they deserved to die! Today, upon his return to the capital city, he wanted to show his might and intimidate the others.

He wanted the people of the capital city to remember his Horn Piercing Heaven Hammer!

Li Qingshan took a step forward, and the three furious serpents danced wildly, like flames leaping.

It was as if countless arcs of lightning were surging and erupting, following the sound of his voice.

"Can I not get involved?!"

Boom, boom, boom!

The Horn Hammer broke through the air, and in an instant, it was like a giant hammer striking a drum, with countless thunderbolts rising and arcs of lightning shooting straight into the sky, as if a thunderstorm was lashing the earth!

With just one hammer strike, it covered a hundred zhang, and everywhere was filled with dazzling lightning!

The lightning entwined the Grandmaster's blood essence serpents, making it seem as if the heavens and earth had lost their brilliance at that moment!

Liu Jinsong's illusory divine form was overshadowed and dimmed by this strike!

This hammer strike!

Such a hammer strike!

The Six Ministries Divine Foundation spanned the heavens and earth, entwined within the shadow of the hammer, and Li Qingshan's spirit, true qi, and aura were all released in this single strike!

I'm going to die!

I'm going to die!

"I'm in the Divine Form Realm!"

Liu Jinsong roared, pushing his hands forward with all his might, his illusory divine form seemingly condensed and glaring at the world.

However, beneath the cat face mask, Li Qingshan chuckled.

With a single swing of the hammer, the thunderous sound reverberated through the heavens and earth, echoing with his laughter.

"Divine Form? It's just an illusion. Besides, what Divine Foundation have you forged..."

"And what kind of Divine Foundation have I forged?"

"My Divine Foundation was obtained by risking my life before the Temple Deity..."

"How dare you compare yourself to me?"

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...

In the darkness, Li Che wore a cute bull mask, suppressing his aura, and stood far away, observing Li Qingshan's attack.

"So fierce!"

Li Che's pupils constricted slightly, and his heart trembled.

Just sensing the faint rumbling thunder, he felt his flesh go numb, as if his cells were being stimulated into paralysis!

With thunder, the darkness was shattered!

The evil spirits were dispelled!

The power was overwhelming!

Moreover, the Grandmaster's vitality was so strong that the three-headed raging Furious Serpents seemed to turn the river and sea, causing the heavens and earth to change color! This was far more powerful than when he was in Thunder City; it was as if they were not on the same level.

Li Che knew that in Thunder City, Li Qingshan had not yet cultivated his Sacred Energy, relying solely on his physical body, and even then, his physical body's vitality seemed restrained.

But even then, he had smashed three Cursed Iron Corpse experts from the Corpse Deity Sect with his hammer.

Li Che thought that with Li Qingshan's Sacred Energy restored, his vitality unleashed, he wouldn't be that much stronger...

But who knew the gap would be so vast!

Li Qingshan... was just a Divine Foundation!

However, Li Che quickly calmed down, his eyes narrowed, and his mind filled with countless thoughts, constantly turning over ideas.

Finally, he exhaled, just like rolling thunder.

His figure instantly merged into the darkness.

Silently.

...

...

Puff!

In the night sky, countless falling raindrops were blasted into fragments, turning into dense mist!

The illusory Divine Form, like a porcelain sculpture, cracked all over and shattered into pieces, disappearing into the heavens and earth.

Liu Jinsong, the vice-guildmaster of the Fishing Gang, screamed miserably as he spat out mouthfuls of blood. His agonizing cries tore through the darkness!

With a single hammer strike, thunderbolts blossomed like a spider web in the pitch-black sky, as if the void itself had been shattered!

Liu Jinsong's body was smashed and sent flying in mid-air. His bones cracked and popped, and as he flew, blood gushed from his mouth like thick, viscous mercury!

Thud!

Liu Jinsong smashed into the long street, shattering several dozen bricks. The ground caved in, and dust rose, spreading out in concentric circles.

With just one hammer strike, Liu Jinsong, a Phantom Realm Cultivator, was defeated!

"Cough, cough, cough..."

"Why isn't the Corpse Deity Envoy making a move?!"

In the several-meter-deep pit on the long street, Liu Jinsong clutched his chest, teetering on the edge of collapse. His eyes were bloodshot, and he roared.

With just one hammer strike, he was covered in blood. If this were a real fight, he would have been hammered to death!

Therefore, at this moment, without hesitation, he shouted out the hidden identity of the Corpse Deity Envoy.

Die with friends, not alone!

The Corpse Deity Sect's expert, attract the enemy's fire!

He had no shame; he had been hammered by Li Qingshan too many times. One more wouldn't make a difference, and it was normal to not be able to defeat him.

The main thing was that for the first time, he truly felt the power of that hammer strike, and he was genuinely terrified.

No wonder he was a master on the Cloud State Divine Foundation Spectrum!

How terrifying must the top three be?

All he wanted now was to escape!

Liu Jinsong's body trembled, and the moment he finished speaking, he used a secret technique of the Sacred Energy, turning into a streak of blood and shooting away!

Along with Liu Jinsong's roar.

Li Qingshan didn't pay attention to the escaping Liu Jinsong. His eyes were filled with killing intent, and compared to Liu Jinsong, the Corpse Deity Sect's expert was a big fish!

As his consciousness surged, he gripped the Horn Hammer and slammed it into the ground, unleashing currents that spread through the earth!

"Come out, you old man!"

Li Qingshan roared.

Behind him, a Divine Foundation appeared, like a millstone formed from thunderbolts. Countless thunderbolts formed ancient symbols that moved within it, and a unique aura belonging to the Temple Deity spread out!

In the distance, dense Corpse Qi and Death Qi rose up, and in an instant, the heavens and earth seemed to grow darker.

A Temple Deity floated into the air, its appearance extremely bizarre. Its enormous nose swayed like a heavenly hammer, and a strange scent immediately wafted from its nose.

"Six Desires... Pili Nose Corpse Deity!"

"The Corpse Deity Sect's Divine Form."

A black shadow appeared from the heavens and earth, and the pressure of its rank swept over Li Qingshan, who was holding the Horn Hammer, causing his eyes behind the cat face mask to narrow.

A true Divine Form Realm was not as easy to hammer as a Phantom Realm Cultivator.

Although the Phantom Realm was called the Divine Form Realm, it did not possess the rank pressure of a Divine Form Realm cultivator. Therefore, Li Qingshan, relying on the Six Ministries Divine Foundation, still had room to counterattack.

However, a true Divine Form Realm, with its rank pressure, would make it difficult for Li Qingshan to swing his hammer freely.

But of course, a Divine Form Realm expert should be dealt with by another Divine Form Realm expert.

"It seems like a big fish has been forced out."

Li Qingshan laughed, his eyes shining.

The Demon Ox had pushed the Corpse Deity Sect to the brink, forcing them to send an Eight Extremes Corpse Deity Envoy, who personally took action!

What a situation! Li Qingshan himself was no different.

How long had that guy been in the capital city?

"Everyone, are you still enjoying the show? Isn't the Corpse Deity Sect's Divine Form Realm a great achievement? Li Qingshan won't compete with you all for this."

Li Qingshan retracted his hammer and laughed.

In the void, the Corpse Deity Envoy was wrapped in dense Corpse Qi, wearing a white mask with a giant 'Eight' written in blood. His eyes were cold and calm.

Behind him, the Temple Deity with a huge nose suddenly swung its nose, as if pounding the heavens and earth.

The void was instantly shattered, and the Corpse Deity Envoy was about to break through the void and escape.

Originally, he had been arranged to ambush the Demon Ox. As soon as the Demon Ox made a move, he would use his Divine Form Realm pressure to suppress him, and with the help of divine talismans and divine armaments, he would block the void and capture the Demon Ox.

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Demon Ox held an eighth-rank Corpse Curse Seal, a seal that must be retrieved!

But before Demon Ox could react, he was met with a crazed sheep.

Bad luck.

"Hahaha, Li Qingshan, you've caused quite a stir on your return."

Suddenly, a faint laughter echoed through the heavens and earth.

A handsome young man in a robe appeared, stepping through the air. Although he hadn't unleashed his Divine Form, the terrifying oppression had already distorted the world.

The expert from the Corpse Deity Sect paled.

"Deputy Director of the Heaven-Enraged Bureau, Lin Xiu!"

The expert from the Corpse Deity Sect broke out in a cold sweat. He had been lying in ambush for Demon Ox, but Demon Ox was merely bait to lure him out.

However, he quickly calmed down, and his eyes beneath the Eight Trigrams mask were icy cold.

"The might of our Corpse Deity Sect will sweep through Yunzhou, and Yunzhou will become the next Jizhou. You will all bow beneath the might of the Corpse Deity and bathe in divine grace!"

The Corpse Deity Envoy spoke in a detached tone.

"You're merely a mantis trying to block a chariot. Even Ji Mo Li was stopped by our sect. In the end, you will all be crushed under the grand scheme!"

"What grand scheme do you speak of?" Deputy Director Lin Xiu sneered, and without another word, he curled his fingers. Countless streams of energy surged, and the pressure of his Divine Form roared like a thunderous storm.

Li Qingshan silently retreated, leaving the battle of Divine Forms to unfold without his interference.

Today, he had successfully lured a big fish, which could be considered his greatest achievement upon his glorious return.

However, the encroachment of the Corpse Deity Sect on the various powers in the capital city was even worse than he had imagined.

As for how the Divine Form cultivator from the Corpse Deity Sect would be captured, it wasn't his concern. Now that the Corpse Deity Envoy had openly revealed himself, he was like a rat crossing the street.

The Corpse Deity Sect operated in the shadows, and no one could interfere with their affairs. Each family had their own thoughts, but once exposed, no one wanted to openly admit their collaboration with the demonic sect. Therefore, they would all take action, as each family had their own Divine Form cultivators in the capital city. The Divine Form cultivator from the Corpse Deity Sect would truly have nowhere to escape.

Jing Wudao, the guildmaster of the Fishing Gang, could no longer hide and had to curse as he made his move. Meanwhile, a Divine Form cultivator from the Temple Enforcement Command also unleashed their oppressive might.

This night, the capital city was in chaos.

A battle of Divine Forms erupted from the scheme to lure Demon Ox.

However, from start to finish, Demon Ox, who was supposed to be the target of the lure, didn't even show a single hair of his oxen self.

Boom!

The oppressive might of the Divine Forms clashed, like raging thunder rolling through the clouds.

The night sky above the capital city seemed to brighten.

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...

A blood-red thread shot through the heavens and earth, swiftly pulling and tugging.

It shot out of the city walls and continued to blast forward for several dozen zhang before finally slamming into the ground of the Official Road, carving out a deep gully.

Liu Jinsong's body was flung by a powerful force, slamming into the ground like a water strider, bouncing up and down several times before coming to a stop.

Steam rose, and thick smoke filled the air.

A deep pit appeared on the Official Road, with intricate cracks spreading out from it. Inside the pit, scorching heat and a thick, nauseating stench of blood permeated the air, making it hard to disperse.

Liu Jinsong stood unsteadily in the pit, turning to look back at the Divine Form battle rising into the high skies of the capital city.

His expression changed several times.

"Li Qingshan..." Liu Jinsong clenched his teeth, filled with anger.

He pulled out his leg, ready to turn and flee.

Now that everyone's attention was on the Divine Form battle, this was the best time for him to escape.

He had deliberately lured out the Corpse Deity Envoy to create an opportunity for his own escape.

"At this moment, with the Divine Form battle raging in the city, Li Qingshan won't have time to spare for me. He won't be able to chase after me..."

"Cough, cough, cough... Damn you, Li Qingshan."

"What a Thunderstrike Annihilator!"

"Once I join the Corpse Deity Sect and become a Cursed Bronze Corpse, I'll return. When the Corpse Deity Sect conquers Golden Light Prefecture, and when they attack Divine Sect Thunder Peak, I'll personally twist off your dog's head, Li Qingshan!"

Liu Jinsong was filled with resentment.

His eyes flashed, and a Corpse Curse Seal emitting dense death energy floated above his Niwan Palace.

Instantly, countless streams of death energy, like furious serpents, wriggled beneath his skin, rapidly healing his injuries.

Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, he unleashed a secret escape technique that utilized blood as a medium. At this moment, his consumption was immense.

It was as if all the blood in his body had been drained.

Fortunately, his powerful Grandmaster's body was continuously generating new blood, giving him new life. However, he needed to quickly find a place to heal his injuries; otherwise, if his condition worsened, it would completely cut off his path to the Divine Form Realm.

"A Six Ministries Level Divine Foundation is indeed impressive..."

"Unfortunately, I'm not a true Divine Form cultivator. Under the pressure of your rank, how dare you, Li Qingshan, be so reckless!"

Liu Jinsong coughed up a mouthful of black blood, his face dark with resentment.

Boom!

Dark clouds covered the sky, and ink-like darkness stained the night, as if countless thunder snakes were writhing and roaming within.

The downpour finally burst forth, pouring down on the mountains, land, and rivers of Golden Light Prefecture!

The heavens and earth became hazy and pitch-black, making perception blurry.

Liu Jinsong's body was drenched by the rain as he tried to escape from the deep pit.

However, as he lifted his foot out of the pit, he suddenly stopped.

As a Phantom Realm cultivator, his powerful spiritual sense alerted him to something amiss...

From all directions, a terrifying and suffocating killing intent surged like a tidal wave, making him feel like a tame deer in the forest, hunted by a skilled hunter.

The rainwater gathered under Liu Jinsong's chin, dripping endlessly.

Suddenly, lightning snakes writhed in the dark clouds, illuminating endless white light.

In the dazzling light,

Liu Jinsong's hair stood on end, and he abruptly saw a figure wearing a straw hat appear silently, just two zhang away from him.

As his gaze fell, the figure under the straw hat suddenly lifted its head, splashing water everywhere.

Revealed was a cute bull mask, looking even more lively and adorable in the rain.

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