Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao-Chapter 449 - 222: Escape

Taking advantage of this brief respite, the Demon Lord of a Hundred Eyes waved his hand mightily, and the remaining few poisonous insects charged over as if they had gone mad.

The air was filled with a pungent stench, a poison so potent that it could kill a cultivator instantly, yet these terrifying toxins were still unable to penetrate the golden light cascading from the Treasure Vase above Lu Yu’s head.

At that moment, the Great Dao Treasure Vase was like an insurmountable chasm, warding off all attacks from the outside.

Meanwhile, Lu Yu’s hands did not pause for a moment. Sword Qi surged, and horrific wails echoed through the forest. Countless poisonous insects were utterly thrown into madness. Their queen had issued the command, and they surged in from all around the forest, creating a terrifying tide of insects that left other creatures along their path annihilated in an instant.

The intense activity of these insects released vast amounts of poison gas, which turned into a thick fog enveloping the entire mountain range. Numerous beastly roars arose, the terrible poison fog causing a chain reaction. The fierce beasts of the mountain began to stampede, thus initiating a terrible beast tide.

A flash of blue-purple light passed through Lu Yu’s eyes, and suddenly the sky was covered with dark clouds. Countless thunder strikes rained down from above, relentlessly striking the mountain range. Innumerable poisonous insects were killed by the thunder, turned to char, and a special scent of cooked flesh pervaded the mountain range. This meaty aroma mixed with the spreading poison fog to form a new, noxious gas that rampaged through the rarely visited mountains.

A few giant queen insects let out wails of agony. Several weaker poisonous insects had already died in front of Lu Yu, some torn to pieces by the terrifying Sword Qi, others destroyed by thunder, leaving only a black mark on the ground.

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After the last queen insect died under Lu Yu’s hand, the rampaging poisonous insects in the forest suddenly stopped their movements. At that moment, without their previous madness, they lay confused on the ground, and then slowly dispersed.

Lu Yu turned his head to look at the Demon Lord of a Hundred Eyes, only to find that he had taken the opportunity to jump into the Taoist Temple. Only then did Lu Yu have the time to take a good look at the Demon Lord’s Taoist Temple.

The Taoist Temple did not look very large, but it was built with great care. Mysterious patterns were drawn on the bricks and tiles, clearly indicating that the Demon Lord of a Hundred Eyes had put a lot of thought into his dojo.

"Whatever tricks you have left, bring them all out," Lu Yu said with a smile, holding the Sword of state in his hand and striding confidently over the corpses of the dead insects, slowly approaching the Taoist Temple.

The three big characters "Yellow Flower Temple" were now within reach.

"Lu Yu, don’t think you’ve got me beaten," the Demon Lord of a Hundred Eyes said through gritted teeth, looking at the chaos of queen insect corpses, his heart ached to the core.

These were his possessions, amassed over endless effort and long years; now all had been lost to Lu Yu’s hands. How could he not grind his teeth in frustration?

Hearing this, Lu Yu just smiled and continued walking; he wanted to see what other cards the Demon Lord of a Hundred Eyes still held.

Suddenly, the Demon Lord of a Hundred Eyes began to strip off his clothes, revealing his body covered with dense eyes, each eye’s pupil eerily shifting, which looked quite frightening.

As the golden light shone brilliantly, the Demon Lord finally used his trump card Divine Skill, and with that golden light a harsh poison was carried. If it were to enter one’s eyes, even the strongest individuals would suffer unbearable pain.

The golden light was dense, almost laser-like, shining onto the barrier in front of Lu Yu. The barrier, solid as a rock, shook for the first time, but it was just a mere trembling, nothing more.

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However, the Demon Lord of a Hundred Eyes took this opportunity to activate the formation. The entire Yellow Flower Temple emitted intense light, with countless runic inscriptions lighting up from the corners of the Taoist Temple, outlining a mysterious array.

The Demon Lord of a Hundred Eyes glared at Lu Yu with hatred and said, "I will not let you go!"

The resentment in his words seemed to break through the heavens, but it appeared somewhat blusterous. After all, he was well aware that the strength Lu Yu had shown was not something he could easily overcome. At this point, all he could do was make empty threats.

While his voice was still echoing, the Demon Lord of a Hundred Eyes, along with the Yellow Flower Temple, had vanished before Lu Yu’s eyes.

Lu Yu frowned looking towards where the Demon Lord of a Hundred Eyes had disappeared, silent and speechless. He hadn’t expected the Demon Lord of a Hundred Eyes to be so afraid of death, that after years of preparation, he would have an escape plan ready, fleeing not just by himself but taking the dojo with him as well.

However, at this moment, he couldn’t focus on pursuing the Demon Lord of a Hundred Eyes. He still had to clean up the mess left behind by the demon.

After the great battle that had taken place, the mountain had entirely turned into a poison mountain. The dense poison fog enveloping the mountain, if left unchecked, would be blown by the wind and wherever it drifted, that place would become uninhabitable. The Demon Lord of a Hundred Eyes might turn a blind eye, but Lu Yu could not allow the poison fog to spread.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the Treasure Vase above his head flew into the void. Suddenly, a breeze stirred in the calm mountain range. At first, it was but a slight gust, but before long, it turned into a strong wind that swept across the entire range.

A closer look would reveal that the wind was not blowing from the north, south, east or west, but was rising from the ground up.

The powerful airflow swept up the intensely thick poison gas towards the sky, eventually funneling into the Great Dao Treasure Vase. As the vase continued to absorb, the poison fog enveloping the mountain grew thinner and gradually disappeared.

Now visible due to the dispersing of the poison fog, the mountain reappeared in view, but it was estimated that no one who had seen the mountain’s former appearance could associate it with its current state.

The once lush and verdant forests were completely gone; the entire mountain had turned into a mountain of death. The ground was an eerie dark green, a manifestation of the poison having permeated the soil. All creatures within the mountain had been utterly destroyed by the terrible poison gas. The mountain had truly become a place of death.

Seeing this, Lu Yu’s expression turned grave. Anyone who saw such a transformation of a mountain would be in a bad mood. He used his divine skills to call upon the wind and rain.

Suddenly, the sky was shrouded in dark clouds, and fierce winds began to sweep across the mountain. Then, rain began to fall. What started as sparse droplets soon turned into a torrential downpour.

Large raindrops pattered against the ground, splashing up, but they also took on a thick green hue, which looked somewhat nauseating.

The heavy rain continued to wash over the mountain, rinsing away countless amounts of poison, which formed into streams and rivers, rampaging through the mountain. However, by this time, not a single wild animal remained on the mountain.

A strong stench filled the entire mountain, and despite the relentless blowing of the wind, it refused to dissipate. It was the smell of the poison mixed with the rainwater.

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