The entire area fell into a deathly silence, except for the roaring sound of the gale.
Under Emperor Shun's lead, Ji Hao and the other human leaders looked at Buzhou Mountain, which was still floating in the air. Spirit Wa, Donggong and Ximu combined their powers, but they only managed to stop the falling mountain from falling, and allowed it to float in the air. As long as any one of them failed to stop it, it would smash down again at any time.
Emperor Shun straightened his tattered clothes, then solemnly bowed to Spirit Wa, Donggong and Ximu.
A colorful light flashed across Spirit Wa's body as she said in a low voice, "Don't be too polite. Just think of a way to deal with this crappy half of rock. Pan Gu, truly amazing. Even the three of us together can't do anything to this spine of yours? "
Spirit Wa's tone was extremely unfriendly. Drops of blood had been flowing down her snow-white cheeks. Obviously, she wasn't in a good mood.
Donggong raised his hands, and with his million-miles-wide pair of enormous hands, he barely held up the half of Buzhou Mountain. He couldn't stop shaking, sweat oozing out of his forehead. He didn't even have the strength to talk.
Ximu was sent flying away. Her body sparkled with a bright light as she darted up like a crazy devil. Above her head, a hazy beast silhouette expanded to tens of thousands of meters tall, fiercely wielding its front claw to stop the falling mountain.
Up in the air, the fierce gale stopped, and the mist faded. With Ximu's help, both Spirit Wa and Donggong looked much better.
However, Buzhou Mountain was so heavy that all three of them were shaking slightly. Obviously, they could only hold this half of Sky Pillar temporarily. As time went by, they would run out of power, and by then, they wouldn't be able to do anything to this half of Buzhou Mountain either.
Emperor Shun and the other human leaders looked at the enormous half of Sky Pillar with bitter faces. Spirit Wa told them to think of a way, but what could they do?
All of a sudden, the purely dark metal gate, which was embossed with the heads of countless evil ghosts, opened with a creaking noise. A dense black death power surged out of the gate. Netherworld Priest, who was wearing a long black robe and holding a pair of black and white swords, drifted out of the gate.
Looking at such a horrible scene, Netherworld Priest wasn't worried at all. On the contrary, he was overjoyed. He grinned to Emperor Shun and said, "Emperor Shun, this time, I will help you. In the future, if any of your brave human warriors die in battles, you have to convince the souls of a hundred million warriors to join my sect!"
Spirit Wa snorted coldly and unkindly glanced at Netherworld Priest.
Netherworld Priest quivered slightly. He raised his head, looked at Spirit Wa, smiled cautiously and said, "Spirit Wa, Spirit Wa, I know that you value these human souls, and don't want them to leave the great Dao of nature after joining me. But this is my Dao. We have to be reasonable. I can't work for the Human Race for no reason, can I? "
Spirit Wa's face twitched slightly, then she closed her eyes.
Netherworld Priest smiled, then a black stream of smoke rose from his head. Along with a sky-shaking roar, eight-hundred enormous silhouettes leaped out from the black smoke. A terrifying baleful aura swept through the air, and these massive figures that were over 1,000 feet tall began to rapidly expand in size.
Those silhouettes released by Netherworld Priest were clearly flying zombies made from Longbo Country people.
Ji Hao didn't know what method Netherworld Priest had used, but these Longbo Country people zombies were hundreds of miles tall, thickly covered in black dragon scales, with dragon horns growing out of their foreheads. The sense of power released from their bodies was neither human nor dragon, and seemed to be in between life and death, containing an inexhaustible evil power.
While opening and closing their mouths, these eight-hundred zombies had been letting out sparkling black mist. The black mist flowed in and out of their mouths like streams of water. From time to time, muffled sounds of waves could be heard from inside their bodies, making people wonder exactly how great the power was surging inside their bodies.
A series of thunderous booms could be heard without an end. The scales on the backs of the eight-hundred enormous zombies turned up, from which, a hundred-miles-long pair of fleshy wings grew out. They flapped their wings and flew straight up, raising their arms to hold Buzhou Mountain firmly.
Along with a rumbling noise, the slanted half of Buzhou Mountain began rising slowly. Because of the movement and friction between the two parts of Buzhou Mountain, a sky-devouring flame was raised, along with thunderbolts that dazzled from time to time.
Netherworld Priest had been incanting a spell as fast as he could. From his body, large amounts of black mist had been ceaselessly being swallowed by those enormous zombies, stimulating them and making them roar towards the sky. The muscles on their bodies grew tighter and tighter, looking like dragons and boas.
With the help of Netherworld Priest, the four powerful beings should be able to straighten the tilted half of Buzhou Mountain. In the future, if they could figure out a way, they might even have a chance to heal it.
However, high up in the sky, a seven-colored stream of warm mist flashed across. Along with thunderous booms, hundreds of water-tank-sized, colorful divine thunderbolts roared down, striking on Netherworld Priest's body without a single one of them missing.
Netherworld Priest had squeezed out the last bit of his power. He had been controlling the eight-hundred enormous zombies to straighten Buzhou Mountain with all of his power. He didn't even save a single bit of his power to defend himself. Hundreds of powerful divine thunderbolts struck down and immediately made Netherworld Priest howl in pain. His black robe was rippled while countless thunderbolts penetrated his robe and drilled into his body.
Netherworld Priest was a cultivator of the Netherworld Ghost Dao. His power was extremely negative, and the divine thunderbolts from the heaven and earth great formation were the natural enemies of the Netherworld Ghost Dao.
Normally, with Netherworld Priest's power, not even the heaven and earth great formation could do anything to him. However, at this critical moment, hundreds of lightning bolts struck his body at the same time, creating countless small holes in his limbs and bones, and almost shattering his Yuan Shen and True Spirit.
"Heaven!" Netherworld Priest growled hoarsely, "Who's controlling the core of the heaven?!"
Vomiting a mouthful of blood, the dark mist released from Netherworld Priest's body suddenly dimmed down. The eight-hundred zombies quivered, then their arms were crushed inch by inch by the especially heavy Buzhou Mountain. Countless dragon scales fell off from their arms, and dense clouds of dark mist puffed out of their arms.
Netherworld Priest gave a shrill snort and vomited a mouthful of blood as well. He fell down for tens of miles with a haggard face, and finally stabilized the cloud.
The looks of Spirit Wa, Donggong, Ximu, and Emperor Shun paled. They never thought that the divine thunderbolts from the heaven and earth great formation would give them such a deadly strike. Watching Buzhou Mountain slowly tilt down again, blood gushed out of the mouths of Spirit Wa, Donggong, and Ximu.
"Fellow Daoists, how can you underestimate us three?"
A gust of wind blew over from the sky. Priest Dachi, who was wearing a crimson robe of fire and water and had a gentle face, sat on a hassock made of fire and water. Seeing the tilting Buzhou Mountain, he slightly flicked the horsetail whisk held in his left hand and released countless lotuses condensed from clear mist, gently holding the mountain up.
Priest Qing Wei was holding a Chaos colored long streamer, surrounded by surging Chaos power streams that stirred up the entire space. He stood high up in the sky and wielded the long streamer, releasing a bolt of Chaos thunderbolt. The thunderbolt burst a dazzling fire in half of the sky and forcibly opened the gate of the heaven.
"Who's controlling the heaven? Come out and let me have a good look. Let me see who has the guts to harm this world! "
Priest Qing Wei's face was filled with a fierce aura of killing. The intent of killing released from his body was nearly tangible.
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