In the depths of the swamp, around the altar in the center of the mound, thousands of believers of the Evil God were prostrated there, constantly kowtowing to the altar above.
Even more believers of the Evil God were kneeling at the periphery, densely packed together, numbering in the tens of thousands.
At the center of the altar, there was a huge and weird tree trunk. As the believers worshipped and the priests poured the blood of the slaughtered believers on it, the tree trunk slowly began to melt and wriggle. Puddles of weird scarlet liquid flowed to the ground.
As the tree trunk slowly changed shape, one after another protruded from within, and as it continued to twist and change, facial features and limbs gradually grew. Not long after, a huge scarlet monster that looked like it had been skinned appeared on the altar.
Overall, it looked like it had been forcefully squeezed out, and its body was filled with arms of different lengths, some abnormally strong, some extremely deformed.
Densely packed eyes grew on its head. Some of them were piled together, while others were sparse. It could be said that they grew without any pattern. On its lower body, there were thick and strong tentacles. It was hard to tell if they were a tail or a leg.
At this moment, the old Daoist's Yuan Spirit Projection had already appeared in the sky. When he saw this scene, he coldly sneered, "Evil God, you can be my nourishment!"
He took a step forward, and with a boom, his entire body burned with a scarlet-gold light, and at the same time, a vast Dao sound rang out around him. Then, like a meteor, he dove directly toward the Evil God's True Spirit!
Before his figure arrived, the vast Dao sound had already resounded through the sky, and the tens of thousands of believers of the Evil God below immediately bled from all seven orifices, their internal organs rotting, and large swaths of them were shaken to death.
The Evil God's True Spirit raised its slimy upper body and faced the oncoming Primordial Spirit Reflection. The eyeballs on its head kept turning, and a strange colored mist rose from its body. As if affected by this, all the plants and swamps below it seemed to have become a part of its body. It kept twisting and spreading outwards.
However, the reddish-gold shadow in the sky was extremely bright. It shone like the sun in the night sky, and the writhing corpses in the surroundings melted like snow under the light.
A moment later, the scarlet-gold figure fell from the sky like a falling star and crashed into the body of the Evil God's True Spirit. On the ground, a burst of scarlet-gold light exploded.
One of the old Daoist's disciples saw the situation from afar and immediately flew back. He arrived in front of Gu Shaolang and shouted, "Shaolang, teacher has already restrained the evil god. Act according to plan!"
Gu Shaolang nodded at him and raised his hand. Ten armored soldiers stepped forward with Xuan Weapons in their hands. With a flash of spiritual light on their bodies, they threw the Xuan Weapons toward the flickering light with all their might.
At the same time, the 10 white specks of light that were originally floating in the sky descended in unison as if they were being pulled by a powerful force. After just a single breath, incomparably dazzling light illuminated the entire sky.
After a short moment of silence, an earth-shattering explosion rang out, and a shockwave of air crashed towards where they were standing with a force that could topple mountains and overturn seas.
Gu Shaolang and the others were already prepared. More than a hundred armored soldiers in front of them formed a semi-arc formation and propped up a thin spiritual light curtain, blocking the shockwave outside like a dam.
The Xuan Weapons that were thrown out just now were extremely ordinary and couldn't destroy the divine power. Therefore, the old Daoist's soul projection wouldn't be affected too much.
However, the host body of the Evil God in the world was a physical existence, so it would definitely be affected.
Once the host body disappeared, the pure divine power would lose its restraint and would constantly scatter. It would either be attracted by the sacrifices of the believers elsewhere or return to the depths of the outer layer. Unless the Evil God found another host body in a short period of time, it would be difficult to unify them to fight against the enemy.
This was the countermeasure that they had discussed long ago. The combination of Creator-level Xuan Weapons and magic was the simplest and most labor-saving way to deal with the Evil God's true spirit. There was no need to fight to the death like before.
After a while, the shockwave weakened slightly. At this moment, a scarlet light suddenly flew out from the place where the Xuan Weapons exploded. One could see that there were only a few arms attached to the Evil God's broken upper body.
As expected, the old Daoist priest's Primordial Spirit Reflection was not affected much. After splitting apart a group of tentacles that were wrapped around him, he also flew up and turned into a reddish-golden ray of light that chased after the old Daoist priest. At the same time, he kept releasing red flames behind him.
The old Daoist was very clear that although the host body of the Evil God was greatly damaged, there were still some remnants left. Therefore, the divine power was still attached to it. If it could find a suitable host body in a short period of time, it could still recover. Therefore, he couldn't let it succeed.
However, all of the Evil God's power was used to maintain the last remnants of its body. For the time being, the old Daoist couldn't do anything.
At the edge of the swamp, Zhang Yu floated in the air. Since the beginning, he had been watching the battle. At this moment, he noticed that the Evil God was escaping in his direction.
He thought about it and understood that he had killed the incarnation of the Evil God during the day. Therefore, he had attracted the Evil God's attention. At this moment, he should be the host body of the Evil God.
His eyes flickered slightly and he sent a voice transmission, "General Wei, the Evil God is coming here. You all should retreat a little."
Wei Lingying hadn't rested for the entire night and had been on guard. When she heard this, her heart couldn't help but jump. She knew the seriousness of the matter. She hurriedly called everyone who was resting and quickly retreated into the distance.
At this moment, the old Daoist was chasing from behind. He also noticed Zhang Yu who was floating in the air. He couldn't help but frown.
Due to Zhang Yu's Heaven Domain Jade, his presence was obscured. As a result, in the old Daoist's eyes, Zhang Yu was an extremely ordinary cultivator.
In his opinion, such a cultivator would not be able to put up much resistance before the Evil God's True Spirit. If he lacked any methods, it was extremely likely that the Evil God would seize his body in a single encounter and use it as a host body.
However, the body of a cultivator was enough for the Evil God's True Spirit to recover all of its strength. It might even become even more powerful. At that time, the old Daoist would be in an extremely passive position.
His gaze turned cold. If that was the case, rather than letting the young Daoist be devoured by the Evil God, it would be better for him to kill him first. Even if the military wanted to punish him afterwards, he would accept it.
He was extremely decisive. After making up his mind, he pointed his fingers and golden light immediately flickered on his fingertips. However, just as he was about to use his methods, his heart suddenly palpitated. He sensed an extremely dangerous feeling and paused.
He raised his head and saw a streak of sword light circling in the air above him. His pupils abruptly contracted and he stopped his charge.
Zhang Yu calmly looked at the Evil God's True Spirit that was charging towards him. He extended his hand and slowly grasped the hilt of the Heaven Shocking Sword. He sensed the excited sword intent coming from it and then drew the sword. With a shocking sound of the sword, a streak of sword light that illuminated the night sky flashed through the night sky.
Against the backdrop of the half-moon in the sky, his sword slashed across the remains of the Evil God's True Spirit's body. Behind him, the Evil God's figure raised its head slightly and then split into two. The red light that surrounded it was suddenly extinguished and then it fell from the sky like a piece of junk.
Zhang Yu's strike not only used the Sword of Wisdom Art, but also condensed the power of "Severing All". His powerful Heart Force directly severed the Evil God's True Spirit's divine power and wiped out the consciousness that had descended.
At this moment, he shook the blade and turned around to face the old Daoist. His face was hidden under the hood, but the cold light of the Heaven Shocking Sword in his hand did not recede.
The old Daoist looked at him in bewilderment. Zhang Yu's Qi was obscure and it seemed that he did not have much strength. The sword that killed the Evil God's True Spirit made the old Daoist very wary.
After a long time, he snorted and waved his sleeve. The Primordial Spirit Reflection turned into specks of light and disappeared.
In the distant sky, the old Daoist opened his eyes and said to the disciple beside him, "Let's go back."
The disciple also saw the scene just now. He did not dare to say anything and followed the old Daoist back.
When they arrived in front of the Gu Army, Gu Shaolang saw them and his eyes lit up. He immediately went up and asked, "Master Chen, where's the Evil God's True Spirit?"
The old Daoist said expressionlessly, "Dead."
Gu Shaolang said excitedly, "Then can Master Chen hand over the Evil God's True Spirit's body to me?"
The old Daoist did not answer and only said, "All the believers of the Evil God are dead. This place is not suitable to stay." After saying that, he turned and left.
Gu Shaolang looked at his back and did not understand.
The disciple walked up and sighed, "Shaolang, I'm afraid you can't get what you want?"
Gu Shaolang said in surprise, "Why? Was the battle so intense that not a single scrap was left?"
The disciple smiled bitterly and said, "That's not the reason. It's because the Evil God's True Spirit was killed by that cultivator from the Wei Clan's army when it was escaping. According to the rules, we can't fight for it anymore."
Gu Shaolang was shocked and said, "Then Master Chen …" He did not continue. If Master Chen did not fight for it, it was obvious that he was not confident. Obviously, the cultivator on the other side was also a powerful figure.
The disciple said, "It's good that you understand. If it's not necessary, Master Chen will not casually fight with a fellow Daoist."
Of course, this "fellow Daoist" had a prerequisite. If one's strength was not enough, they would not care about these things.
Gu Shaolang frowned and thought for a moment. In the end, he waved his sleeve and said, "Forget it. There will always be a chance to kill the Evil God's True Spirit. It seems that we are not lucky this time. Let's go back!" He wouldn't dwell on one thing. If he had the time, he could have done more things a long time ago.
After the old Daoist left, Zhang Yu put the Cicada Sword back into its sheath. At the same time, the Cicada Sword fell from the sky and circled around him.
He looked down and saw that the Evil God's True Spirit's body was still there. He changed his mind. The old Daoist retreated just now because he had given up on the object. Since that was the case, there was no need for him to be polite. He waved his sleeve and rolled it up. Then, with a flash of light, he flew toward the Wei Army.
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