517: Chapter 517: The Invincible Stance 517: Chapter 517: The Invincible Stance “Next, we just wait for Yang Jian to return, and then we’ll kill the tree demon below!”
Qin Jun said with a smile, causing Jin Chanzi’s eyes to reveal a look of curiosity.
Yang Jian clearly returned last night, so why had he suddenly disappeared again.
Could it be that Qin Jun had assigned Yang Jian a task?
“Who exactly is this Yang Jian?” Liu Ruolai asked Qin Jun, looking up with her head tilted, her long black hair casually draped down.
She hadn’t had ti to dress up this morning, offering a different charm in her untidiness, mischievous yet with a hint of laziness, particularly when she widened her eyes, which even made Qin Jun feel a flutter of attraction.
Qin Jun rolled his eyes and said, “You’ll find out in a bit!”
He was also very curious about what kind of power Yang Jian would have after recovering his peak strength.
Definitely surpassing the Scattered Immortal Realm, reaching the Mysterious Immortal Realm!
At that mont, Jin Chanzi suddenly leapt up, landing on the street.
He crouched down, ear pressed to the ground, listening for what was happening beneath the earth.
Seeing this, Qin Jun frowned, while Liu Ruolai beca nervous.
“Could it be that the Luoshu Demon King has awoken?” Qin Jun asked in a deep voice.
Luoshu Demon King?
Jin Chanzi stood up, looking at Qin Jun in surprise.
How did he know the na of the tree demon?
Had they known each other before?
“Yes, his consciousness has not fully awakened, but he is absorbing the essence of the people below,” Jin Chanzi said with a grim face.
He had always harbored the grand ambition of sacrificing himself for the sake of the people.
How could he endure seeing such a tragedy unfold before his eyes?
But he was not strong enough; if he rashly went down, he wouldn’t be able to save a single person and would instead sacrifice himself in vain.
Now, they could only wait for Yang Jian’s return.
Upon hearing this, Qin Jun’s brow furrowed even tighter.
The thought of millions of people hidden below, being devoured by a terrifying tree demon, made him itch with anxiety.
At this mont, Zhu Bajie also ca out of the house, rubbing his eyes and cursing, “What’s all the noise down there?
Who’s screaming?”
Screaming?
If everybody below was dead, could it be the souls wailing?
Liu Ruolai felt chills running down her spine at the thought, and goosebumps sprouted all over her skin.
Qin Jun felt even worse.
He quickly asked in his mind, “Why hasn’t Yang Jian co out yet?”
“Soon!”
The system answered assertively.
Hearing that, Qin Jun’s eyebrows shot up.
He imdiately leaped into the air, with clouds forming under his feet, and with a wave of his right hand, he brought Liu Ruolai up to the clouds with him.
Jin Chanzi and Zhu Bajie looked at Qin Jun with puzzlent, only to hear him say, “Yang Jian will return soon, get ready for battle at any mont!”
At those words, their faces lit up with joy, and they quickly jumped onto the cloud, joining Qin Jun and Liu Ruolai as they ascended into the sky.
As they moved farther from the ground, they could gradually make out the outline of the entire city.
Looking down from above, the city was large and seed prosperous, but it was empty of people.
The thought of a terrifying tree demon lurking beneath the city made their blood run cold.
Only when about three kiloters from the ground did Qin Jun stop, waiting for the appearance of Yang Jian.
Liu Ruolai’s gaze swept over the three of them, noticing their stern expressions, and she dared not even take a deep breath.
“Ding!
Yang Jian has recovered to his peak God and Demon state!”
The system prompt suddenly rang out, and at the sa ti, a black hole appeared in the air in front of Qin Jun and the others, its edges swirling with seven-colored lights, beautiful and illusory.
Yang Jian then stepped out.
At this mont, Yang Jian’s appearance had not changed much from the original, but the aura emanating from his body made Jin Chanzi and Zhu Bajie breathe rapidly.
With a tall and straight figure, he seed capable of supporting Mount Tai on his shoulders.
His handso face carried a resolute and sharp montum, and the battle god trident in his hands glinted with a chilling light under the sun.
The space around him visibly twisted, much like the scene surrounding a fierce fire.
Liu Ruolai, seeing Yang Jian for the first ti, was also stunned and subconsciously covered her small mouth.
Upon seeing Yang Jian, everyone could feel the divinity radiating from him, as if a celestial being had descended, looking down upon the world.
“This aura…
could it be…” Jin Chanzi murmured to himself.
Zhu Bajie swallowed hard, catching sight of Yang Jian, and suddenly another figure erged in his mind that did not yield in stature—this figure was not as overtly divine as Yang Jian, but his unruly defiance was indeed the finest of the age.
“No wonder he’s a match for Monkey Brother,” said Zhu Bajie with a bitter smile.
With Yang Jian around, the future days would probably be tough.
In the heavenly court, Yang Jian disdained all the divine officials and celestial ranks under the Jade Emperor, including Heavenly Marshal Tianpeng.
Now that he had beco incarnated as a pig and had joined Buddhism, Yang Jian would certainly disdain him even more.
Yang Jian slowly turned his head to look at Qin Jun and knelt on one knee in the void, suppressing his excitent as he said in a deep voice, “Thank you, Your Majesty, for the rebirth!”
Having regained his past life mories, he felt even greater awe towards Qin Jun.
In the heavenly court, he had suffered great frustrations—his mother was trapped under Mount Peach by the Heavenly Emperor, and his attempt to free her by splitting the mountain was futile.
He ended up serving the Jade Emperor like a walking corpse, and he had long despised a life akin to that of a lapdog.
Now, awakened to his past life mories by Qin Jun, he believed Qin Jun had rescued him from the talons of the Jade Emperor, and was imnsely grateful.
It is worth ntioning that the story of Chenxiang splitting the mountain to save his mother in the Treasure Lotus Lamp was actually adapted from the tale of Yang Jian saving his own mother.
However, Yang Jian was transford from the protagonist into the antagonist—how is that not an irony?
“Are you confident about dealing with the tree demon below?” Qin Jun asked with narrowed eyes, while excitedly thinking to himself, “Quickly bring up Yang Jian’s attribute list!”
As soon as he spoke, a screen visible only to him appeared before his eyes:
“Yang Jian, from mythology.”
“Identity: Erlang Shen, Origin Miao Dao True Monarch, Manifesting Saint Benevolent King, Erlang Manifesting Saint True Monarch!”
“Cultivation: Late Stage of Mysterious Immortal Realm in Taiyi!”
“Cultivation thod: Eight-Nine Profound Art!
Golden Elixir Path!”
“Divine Power: Earthly Fiend 72 Transformations!
Mountain Collapse and Earth Cleavage!
Pointing to the Ground for Steel!
Golden Light on the Ground!
Exorcising Heavenly Eye!”
“Magical Treasures: War God Trident!
Demon-slaying Sword!
Mountain Splitting Axe!
Demon Binding Rope!”
“Loyalty: 100 (Full Value 100)!”
Late Stage of Mysterious Immortal Realm in Taiyi!
Qin Jun’s breath surged as he saw this; most crucially, the loyalty had reached the full value, aning absolute devotion!
Yang Jian was a whole realm above the other gods and demons, with Zhong Kui being only in the mid-stage of Scattered Immortal Realm in Taiyi, and Old Man Yi, despite being a Demon Emperor, was only in the late-stage of Scattered Immortal Realm in Taiyi—he was indeed invincible!
“Your subordinate shall go and annihilate it at once!”
Yang Jian declared in a clear laughing voice, his casual tone made Jin Chanzi and Zhu Bajie break out in a cold sweat.
Together, the two of them couldn’t suppress Yang Jian!
Liu Ruolai’s beautiful eyes shone even brighter as she looked back and forth between Yang Jian and Qin Jun.
Yang Jian’s aura made her feel that he might just be the strongest being in the world, but what shocked her more was Yang Jian’s attitude towards Qin Jun.
Suddenly, a thunderous roar shook the heavens!
Like a falling teor, Yang Jian tore through the air, plumting into the city with an explosive sound.
Dust soared like a storm, the wild wind forced Qin Jun to fly higher, and Liu Ruolai, being the weakest in cultivation, was so frightened that she clung tightly to Qin Jun’s arm.
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