At this mont, the slaughter on Penglai Mountain continued unabated.
The disciples of "Peach God Tao," who were cultivating the "Ganoderma Resurrection Immortal Law," had long since lost their human form.
With multi-colored mycelial strands—purple, red, yellow, white...—at their core, they connected bodies to form an enormous structure, transforming them into towering mountains of corpses.
Deadly toxins, manic laughter, plagues, parasitism, nourishnt... The spores, each with varying effects, nearly blanketed the entire Penglai Mountain.
Anyone who found themselves in the midst of it all, whether other Weird creatures or surviving mortals, constantly suffered from various negative effects, an agony beyond words.
dicine n, with grass growing on their heads, gathered in swarms like mobile herb gardens, sucking every living thing they encountered dry, turnings them to mummified corpses while their own herbal fruits grew ever more robust and succulent.
rmaids sang their enticing, lodious ballads, luring more and more people to rush into rmaid Bay. To eat and be eaten, the numbers of their kind rapidly ballooned.
The sole purpose of the Yan Armor Soldiers was slaughter. Since the order was to exterminate all life on the island, they would not spare even a dog...
Yet, in an instant.
Everything on the island seed to freeze, as a wet, violent, and sticky atmosphere of terror suddenly enveloped the whole island.
Rustle rustle...
Countless plants imdiately twisted and swelled, turning into slimy eels that wrapped themselves around the bodies of everyone on the island, immobilizing them on the spot.
Even with Shan Jun’s irritation at its peak, it could not bear to see its realm, which it had managed for many years, utterly destroyed.
"Ah!"
Lady Peach Fairy, who had been holding a Money Box and helping Wang Yuan frantically loot unclaid treasures, couldn’t help but let out a scream.
Like a startled rabbit, she dashed off the island at the first opportunity and burrowed into the Five Senses Altar City, never daring to co out again.
Then.
In Wang Yuan’s field of view, Shan Jun finally revealed its true form.
A dim yellow light mysteriously lit up above the entire Penglai Immortal Island, and mountain peaks, wells, ponds, inlets... nurous holes appeared densely packed across these locations.
Imdiately, innurable black and yellow tentacles sward out from these openings.
It was impossible to distinguish head from tail; one could only see masses, clusters, and bundles of limbs writhing and groping everywhere.
Strange hissing noises provoked a visceral urge to vomit.
This so-called Penglai Immortal Mountain, in the blink of an eye, seed no more than a plank of wood thoroughly hollowed out by ship worms, causing one’s scalp to tingle.
If an ordinary person were here,
just one distant glance would infect them with the horrifying Knowledge released by this Yellow Seal Strange Immortal, leading them to lose themselves and transform into ugly Weird creatures like "rmaids".
The female ghosts inside Five Senses Altar City had already consciously averted their gaze, but Wang Yuan felt it was bearable.
Perhaps it was because he had seen too many horrific Weird creatures through "Unsightly Observation," or maybe he had been influenced by the "Eating Ghost."
Seeing such large, nurous "eels," the first thing that ca to Wang Yuan’s mind was the number one dish at state banquets—soft-shelled eel sections!
"Tsk tsk, you bunch of deviants dare to claim yourselves as connoisseurs of cuisine?
The preparation of this dish is indeed quite sophisticated.
Add five coins’ worth of refined salt to boiling water along with eel and vinegar; bring to a boil, then stew for a mont, remove the eel to wash off the mucus.
Using your left hand, remove the belly skin and eel back at, wash away any bloodstains, and cut into two-and-a-half-inch long sections.
Soak mung bean noodles until soft and cut into two-inch long pieces.
Heat oil and fry a five parts’ asure each of minced green onions and ginger until fragrant, add the noodles, five coins’ worth of soy sauce, five parts of white sugar, one part of monosodium glutamate, stir-fry until flavored, then scoop onto a plate and set aside.
Fry green onions, ginger, garlic until fragrant, add eel strips, yellow wine, soy sauce, white sugar, refined salt, stir-fry and thicken with cornstarch, serve on a plate, and only then finish by sprinkling with pepper powder."
Thinking this, he subconsciously smacked his lips and found saliva almost drooling out of the corner of his mouth.
"Forget it, the conditions are lacking now; let’s skip to the last step—stir-frying with high heat!"
He ford the Left Thunder Bureau Seal with his hand, representing thunder and evil-suppression, and aid a fierce jab at the island.
"Dao! Order, explode!"
The Thunderclap Fire Talismans prearranged throughout the island’s structures imdiately lit up with a purple radiance of their own.
The newly awakened Shan Jun, still baffled, suddenly experienced the sa emotion as Xiao Shuiyuan just monts before.
Danger! Danger! Danger!
But as a Yellow Seal Strange Immortal, it sensed the source of the danger right away—the very ground of Penglai Immortal Mountain.
But it was already too late.
Boom! Boom! Boom!...
Countless Thunderclap Fire Talismans detonated first.
While effortlessly tearing apart the various structures on the island with a fierce storm of thunder, they also ignited the massive caches of gunpowder bags strategically placed across the island.
In an instant.
The entire Penglai Immortal Mountain leapt up amidst the flas.
Buildings, trees, human bodies, Weird creatures, and even the soil itself were thrown high into the sky.
Before they could fall back down, they were shredded into pieces by the ruthless Fla Dragon and ground into dust.
The tendrils erging from within the mountain fared no better.
Logically speaking, after achieving the status of a Yellow Seal Mage, a magician would be able to transform the True Qi within their body into mana.
Just like the Joyful Deity who was besieged by Nie Renxiong, Qiu Shaobai, and others within Luoyang City.
Without the need to waste ti casting complicated Daoist skills, rely by the inhalation and exhalation of Dharma Light, one could beco immune to the firepower of light firearms.
Realizing the danger, Shan Jun’s thoughts were clearly the sa.
A ring of dim yellow Dharma Light rose on the surface of the tendrils, preparing to briefly withstand the island’s explosions and take the chance to retract back into the mountain.
But how could the "frying pan" Wang Yuan had prepared for Shan Jun, integrating all the intelligence at his disposal, be so simple?
The crux was the concept held in high esteem by Taiyin Xuanbing Dao—the saturation of "Truth."
Wang Yuan’s understanding was:
"On the battlefield, we must unleash steel and fierce flas, not Daoist Soldiers.
We must leave countless craters in the enemy territory, a density so terrifying that one could jump from one crater to another.
Ample logistical support coupled with unrestrained firepower coverage, without a second word, just one command, blow it up for !
This is the great art of changing geography with artillery!"
No matter how strong the Dharma Light was, it couldn’t withstand the over-saturation baptism from Xue Family’s Armory.
Countless tendrils turned into barbecues with a "sizzle" amidst the rolling fierce flas, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into char.
The special properties of the purple gunpowder continued to generate high temperatures after the explosion, and the raging flas, like a necrotic ulcer that once clung, was difficult to shake off.
It not only burned the external tendrils but would also follow those countless holes and burn its way inside.
The surging fla stream outside transford into thousands of fla dragons, rolling all over the island, turning everything that was slightly above the ground into ashes.
Even the sea near the island boiled over.
rmaid Bay directly turned into a pot of fragrant and thick fish soup.
Whoosh—!
The scorching wave of heat swept out, carrying an indescribable scent of char, ssing up Wang Yuan’s clothes far away on the sea surface, curling up the hair on his forehead.
"What a magnificent sight!"
How should one describe the scene on the island at this mont?
One could only say, tonight, the island is full of... cooked acquaintances.
However, until Penglai Immortal Mountain was burned into a bare black hillock and completely silent,
Wang Yuan had not received a "kill prompt" for Shan Jun, the Yellow Seal Strange Immortal, from the Small Book of Life and Death.
Looking at the pitch-black mountain, he couldn’t help but hesitate.
[One, Group Living, Shan Jun is both a whole and at the sa ti, hundreds and thousands of independent individuals, extrely resilient in life force.
If all individuals cannot be killed at once, they could regrow sooner or later.]
[Two, Cave-Dwelling, after becoming a legitimate Deceit God, a large portion of power cos from the Spiritual Core of Penglai’s earth veins, and the body cannot leave this island.]
"It seems I might have taken things for granted.
Even after the island-wide saturation bombardnt, there are clearly still living individuals inside the mountain.
Unless the root of Penglai Mountain is completely destroyed and the whole island, along with Shan Jun, is sent to the heavens, it’s basically impossible to kill it."
"However, if I think about it from another angle.
Restricted by taboos, it can’t leave Penglai Mountain at any cost. If I co here every few years to reap a few harvests of leeks, wouldn’t that be delightful?"
It was at this ti.
With the small calamity successfully transferred to soone else, the Tribulation Energy above Wang Yuan’s head finally dissipated instantly.
A clear energy descended from nowhere, and the Earthly Que True Qi within him surged and cycled unceasingly.
Rustle rustle...
With each cycle, it grew stronger, and in just a dozen or so breaths, it was probably already equivalent to the hard work a normal magician would grind out over ten years.
And Huang Wu, whose fate was tied to the four Yin Officials within his body, also experienced a teoric rise, achieving significant gains in a blink of an eye.
Even the Abyssal Ghost King Banner benefited imnsely from this round of robust Qi cleansing, its runes and characters becoming several tis more complex.
Moreover.
The Yin Morality, which had been continuously growing since the "theft" operation started, finally jumped over the one hundred thousand mark again, quickly catching up to the salvation of Luoyang City.
Additionally, various spoils of war, including the successfully stolen Life Creation Pill, the Taoist Inheritance Artifact Fengdu Iron Enclosure, and the unclaid wealth collected by the Money Box...and so on.
Whereas the suffering party whose treasures were stolen, Penglai Immortal Island, was burned to the ground, all three protectors, Yin Gods, were eradicated, and not a single disciple was left.
Only Shan Jun survived with half a life left, as the "leek root" that could continue to be harvested next year.
Wang Yuan felt this was, well, a successful "theft."
Perfect!
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