"These scraps are truly unreliable!"
Deep within a hidden valley on the eastern foot of Longevity Mountain, a faint voice of cold mockery arises.
Moonlight like silver, spills over the valley, casting a mysterious and gloomy scene.
In the center of the valley, an ancient stone platform floats mid-air, upon which sits a dignified and solemn middle-aged man.
His build tall and formidable, skin dark, pupils shimring with a sharp cold light; he sits with his arms crossed over his chest in a mighty pose, emitting an overwhelming sense of oppression.
Especially when he speaks, his tone is remarkably arrogant, showing utter disdain for those gods and demons.
At this mont, soone beside him speaks softly with a chuckle, "Yaksha King need not be annoyed, these fellows are just ant to serve as a distraction… They are probably this frightened because they witnessed Vina Night's defeat in the Earth Immortal Realm firsthand, that's why they harbor such fear towards Yu Yuan.
Honestly, if it weren't for you, Yaksha King, and Mahu Luo Ga joining forces this ti, if it were just alone, I too would hesitate to confront Yu Yuan."
The one called Yaksha King is the imposing middle-aged man; even seated upon the stone platform, his presence exudes a fierce aura, as though he could erupt in violence at any mont.
He lifts his head, speaking coldly: "Hearing you put it that way, I'm even more eager to et this Yu Yuan. Defeating Vina Night isn't much to be proud of; that man is nothing but a fool who relies on supplentation, but if Yu Yuan can instill fear in you, Jialouluo, he must be extraordinary."
Following his gaze, one could see a young man with a strong and slender build standing proudly mid-air, like a fierce War God. He wears a golden armor decorated with complicated silver patterns that glint coldly, resembling a kind of array pattern.
His nose is well-defined, and his sword-like eyebrows fly diagonally above steely eyes that radiate a spirited brilliance, the whole of him resembling a straight and sharp spear.
This man is Jialouluo; next to him stands a youth in blue robes.
His face is handso, his body slender, akin to a withered leaf flickering in the wind. His face is elongated, but it is his eyes that are particularly unique, deep like eralds.
These snake-like pupils, carrying a mysterious and eerie glow, make him stand out.
His long black hair falls to his shoulders, fluttering slightly in the breeze like a black waterfall under the night sky, contrasting with his pale skin.
He is dressed in a lavish black robe, embellished with patterns of pythons, exuding a mysterious air.
This youth is the Mahu Luo Ga spoken of by Jialouluo.
In the secluded valley, these three individuals might be unknown in the Eastern regions, but in Western Niuheshou their fa is unparalleled, known to all.
The King of Yakshas needs no further introduction. As the warrior king of the brave Yaksha tribe, he spent the first half of his life battling ceaselessly in mountains of corpses and seas of blood until no one dared to oppose him!
It can be said that his Dao accomplishnts were forged through real combat.
In his early years, he was said to have been unbeatable across Western Niuheshou, and thereafter he secluded himself to ditate deeply on the Dao, aspiring to attain the Dao fruit of the Quasi-Saint. Мy Virtuаl Librаry Еmpirе (
And Jialouluo is no less outstanding.
He is one of the rare Golden Winged Great Peng birds between Heaven and Earth.
Legend has it that he dominated the West Sea, no one could match him, consuming daily one Dragon King (a type of poisonous snake) and five hundred lesser dragons, amassing massive amounts of toxins within his body, refining a divine skill capable of killing Daluo Golden Immortals.
Then there's Mahu Luo Ga, it is said his true form is the Swallowing Sky Giant Python, bearing a world within its belly, whose re turn could cause land and mountains to quake, laying the human world to waste.
At this mont, watching a pack of demonic gods and snakes scurry away at the sight of Yu Yuan, Yaksha King could no longer contain his fury. He stood abruptly and stepped from the stone platform into the sky, incidentally blocking Yu Yuan and Yun Xiao's path.
Jialouluo exchanged a look with Mahu Luo Ga, hastily following him.
...
In the heart of Western Niuheshou, there lies a Divine Mountain called Suru Mountain.
This Divine Mountain was once towering and majestic, akin to a titan among Heaven and Earth.
It stood beneath the Heavenly Vault, its imposing presence spectacular, rivaling only the ancient Buzhou Mountain and the Eastern Ancestor Vein, Kunlun Mountain.
However, Suru Mountain is now shrouded in desolation and silence.
The peaks reaching into the skies have vanished, leaving only a low mountain exposed with hard rocks and cliffs, devoid of any greenery.
The mountain is filled with the marks of the ages, cracks and ravines crisscrossing, the historical sense of passing eras hitting one squarely.
The harsh cold winds that whip past carry the desolate and solemn breath of Suru Mountain, even the pale clouds in the sky seem dimr as they drift over the summit.
Yet, in the wasteland above Suru Mountain, there lies a tranquil and serene pure land.
The air is fresh here, filled with the fragrance of flowers and the lodies of birds. The azure sky hangs high, with sunlight gently sprinkling across every corner of this pure land.
In the depths of the pure land within the Eight Treasures rit Pool, floats a stunning rit Golden Lotus.
This lotus blooms in the erald-clear water, with twelve distinctive grades of blossoms rging into a golden lotus platform, upon which sits a Saint with a sorrowful expression.
Beside the Lotus Pond, a Bodhi Ancient Tree filled with a mysterious aura stands quietly.
This Bodhi tree, though seemingly decayed, bristles with vitality, its roots intricately intertwined.
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