Chapter 1711: 780: Falling for the Trap (Part 2)
“The Immortal Emperor Supreme has hidden his strength. His true power may not be weaker than the three sect leaders of the Three Pure Ones Realm; he might even contend with the Great Heavenly Venerate… Wait, why did the Primordial Worm lead me here? What exactly is the green stone it mentioned?”
He leapt into the air, ascending to a high vantage point, straining his eyes to gaze over the ruins of these green stone structures.
All the buildings here were completely destroyed. Even the indestructible green stone was shattered in this battle; one can only imagine how fierce the fight was in those days.
Beyond the buildings, there were numerous remnants of magical treasures made from green stone—some quite large—either stuck in the ground, buried in the soil, or lying on the surface, tangled by spirit roots and only showing a corner.
However, the power of these green stone magical treasures has mostly dissipated, with no energy fluctuations remaining.
The prehistoric imprints on these treasures have also vanished.
Chen Shi flew through the air, surveying this ancient battlefield, as the dense spirit roots below blocked his view.
His mind stirred slightly, and nine dirt bodies flew out from within him, landing in different directions to search.
“The Primordial Worm led me here not without reason. It indeed wants to eliminate me but also seeks to use my hand to unravel the mystery of this place. There are many green stones here, but surely one holds a mystery that even it and the Immortal Emperor cannot decipher.”
Chen Shi’s body shuddered, and the three Corpse Gods, Peng Jue, Peng Zhi, and Peng Ju, also flew out, searching in different directions.
Various Taoist Bodies also emerged from him—sometimes as children, sometimes as old men, sometimes as fairies, sometimes as Daoists—amounting to hundreds, each searching in different directions.
“The Primordial Worm needs to find it, and so do the two old emperors.”
Chen Shi’s dojo gradually spread outward as he sighed, “Green mountains bury loyal bones, green waters entomb heroic souls. If the two old emperors could be buried in this spirit root-rich Great Wilderness, their lives would not be in vain.”
The two old emperors he referred to were the Subtle Taoist Monarch and the Emperor Wan Shou.
At this moment, the Subtle Taoist Monarch and the Evil Emperor Wan Shou were not far away, sensing the expansion of Chen Shi’s dojo, feeling a chill in their hearts, and hastily avoiding it.
Both were ambushed by Chen Shi and received heavy injuries. Initially, their wounds had almost healed, with only minor injuries remaining, which were not significant. Unexpectedly, they were deceived by Chen Shi, first attacking Ning Zhenzi, and then falling into Chen Shi’s trap.
Though they escaped to the Great Wilderness, witnessing countless Earth Treasure Spirit Roots left them profoundly shocked.
Using these roots to heal their injuries would be easy, but healing takes time.
Now that Chen Shi has arrived in the Great Wilderness, he would certainly not allow them this time.
“Your Majesties, why skulk around like stray dogs?”
Chen Shi’s voice echoed from all directions, laughing, “Why not be frank and allow me to send you on your way?”
The Emperor Wan Shou snorted, unable to discern from which direction Chen Shi might emerge, as if he was everywhere.
“This scoundrel’s strength does not lose to ours, and he possesses treasures capable of contending with the Alchemy Furnace and Demon-sweeping Duster. If he finds us, escaping death might be impossible!”
They hid here and there, but with so many of Chen Shi’s outer bodies, their hiding space grew ever smaller. As they found themselves in a tight spot, suddenly a voice came from the front, laughing, “Your Majesties, had you anticipated today, why did you act as you did? If you had not joined Chen Shi against me, you would not have been betrayed by him and reduced to such a state of panic!”
The Emperor Wan Shou and the Subtle Taoist Monarch each coldly snorted, “Ning Zhenzi?”
Ning Zhenzi limped forward with a smile, greeting them, “Ning Zhenzi greets the two fellow Daoists.”
The Emperor Wan Shou and the Subtle Taoist Monarch scrutinized him, their hearts filled with alarm, “What is this person’s background? Surviving our three assaults and still able to move, his cultivation must be at the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm!”
Previously, Chen Shi had been the first to attack, launching a green arrow at Ning Zhenzi, followed by the Subtle Taoist Monarch’s Eight Trigrams Refining Furnace and the Emperor Wan Shou’s Demon-sweeping Duster. Three Taiyi Golden Immortals, wielding three powerful treasures, yet Ning Zhenzi could withstand and retreat, leaving the two of them deeply astonished!
The Emperor Wan Shou fixed his gaze on him, “You are not Ning Zhenzi. Who are you? With such strength, yet you hide your face, despicable!”
Ning Zhenzi laughed heartily, bowing, “To be honest, I am the Central Yellow Extreme Yellow Horned Immortal. Back then, I promoted the Taoist path, triggered the Yellow Turban Army uprising, and led to the chaos of the Three Kingdoms; that was me. Fellow Daoists, you and I come from the same Ancestral Court, is there a need to be so anxious?”
“Yellow Horn Immortal?”
The Subtle Taoist Monarch sneered, “So you are the sect leader of the Taiping Dao, a rebel. Do not flatter yourself, tarnishing the Taoist gate’s name.”
Ning Zhenzi smiled, “The Subtle Taoist Monarch has a notorious reputation, far surpassing mine.”
The Subtle Taoist Monarch snorted, his expression unfriendly.
Ning Zhenzi’s expression shifted slightly, and he turned away, “Mr. Chen is approaching again! Fellow Daoists, follow me quickly!”
The two hesitated for a moment before hastily following him.
The Emperor Wan Shou caught up with Ning Zhenzi, his gaze flickering, “I heard that the Yellow Horn Immortal possesses extraordinary strength, has cultivated the Nine-section Staff, and his mastery of the Taiping Nine Heavens Thunder Technique is unmatched. Could you enlighten us?”
Although the Yellow Horn Immortal also hailed from the Ancestral Court as an immortal, being of the Evil Dao, he rarely interacted with others, and the Emperor Wan Shou had never seen his true face, thus distrustful of him.
Ning Zhenzi quickly said, “It is normal for you both to have doubts about me; only now Mr. Chen pursues us intently. Revealing my divine skills would certainly draw him here. After we shake him off, I will naturally prove my identity.”
His steps light, he weaved through the ruins and spirit roots.