Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao-Chapter 657 - 361: Revenge_2
Subconsciously stimulating his power, Lu Chengqian formed a layer of armor around himself, securely protecting the Ghost King's Body within, like an indestructible shield.
When the long spear met the shield, a terrible crash resounded over Black Mountain. The entire mountain began to tremble, and the countless lost souls living within cried out in terror, never expecting to find unrest even in death.
The fearsome aftermath turned the battlefield into a wasteland, and when the rising dust gradually settled, the scene of the grand battle re-emerged before their eyes.
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After the fierce collision, the long spear in Lu Chengqian's hand had already shattered into pieces, and the Old Demon of Black Mountain was severely wounded. From this, it seemed that Lu Chengqian was a notch above.
"Why, why has your power increased so much?" the Old Demon of Black Mountain asked incredulously. He had fought with Lu Chengqian a few times before and never had it been so strenuous. It seemed that Lu Chengqian had transformed completely, startling the Old Demon of Black Mountain as well.
Yet, a mocking smile appeared on Lu Chengqian's face as he said, "Want to know? I won't tell you. Die!"
With that, he drew another long spear and continued his assault, causing the Old Demon of Black Mountain's brow to furrow; he had no idea how many more spears Lu Chengqian had at his disposal.
Not daring to be the least bit careless, the Old Demon of Black Mountain suddenly stirred up a terrifying black mist, becoming ethereal. It seemed as if countless roots sprouted from beneath him, these ghostly roots embedding deeply into Black Mountain.
At that moment, he borrowed power from Black Mountain. A fearsome aura instantly surrounded him, and the immense power inflated the Old Demon of Black Mountain's ego as he shouted, "On Black Mountain, no one can defeat me."
Seeing this, Lu Chengqian slightly furrowed his brows. The Old Demon of Black Mountain before him seemed to have become ethereal, almost merging with Black Mountain itself.
However, facing such a version of the Old Demon of Black Mountain, Lu Chengqian felt not a shred of fear. Accumulating centuries of Human Path Fortune and Destiny, and having received Dynasty Fortune and Destiny from Lu Xun after offerings to heaven and ancestors, Lu Chengqian felt so powerful that he himself was frightened.
With a cold snort, Lu Chengqian charged forward in his chariot, and a tremendous roar once again echoed through Black Mountain. This time, the Old Demon of Black Mountain was not injured, as all the damage was transferred to Black Mountain.
Therefore, Black Mountain shook violently, numerous rocks fell, and slight cracks appeared on the surface of the mountain.
"Don't waste your energy, you cannot break my defense," the Old Demon of Black Mountain laughed arrogantly, his mind seemingly affected, turning overly conceited.
"I don't believe in curses, I must break through your shell," Lu Chengqian was also riled up. Now with great Fortune and Destiny, he did not spare his strength, driving his chariot and relentlessly attacking the Old Demon of Black Mountain.
Gradually, he noticed something was off. The Old Demon of Black Mountain remained unscathed, while Black Mountain became increasingly cracked with his relentless attacks. At that moment, Lu Chengqian finally understood that the Old Demon of Black Mountain had secretly usurped the authority of Black Mountain. If allowed to accumulate enough faith, he could transform into the Mountain God of Black Mountain and shed his title as a Ghostly Entity forever.
Unfortunately, he had provoked the wrong person. Lu Chengqian would never allow someone who harbored hatred against the Dragon Court to ascend to a Divine Position. Thus, he intensified his attack, assaulting the Old Demon of Black Mountain like a fierce storm.
This barrage of attacks immediately overwhelmed the Old Demon of Black Mountain. If this continued, the whole of Black Mountain would be destroyed by Lu Chengqian, this young man. This was his foundation, his future, how could he let such a person destroy it.
At that moment, the Old Demon of Black Mountain, too, decided to be ruthless and summoned the power of Black Mountain. His Ghost King's Body grew even more formidable. Shockingly, eerie patterns appeared on his body, which upon closer observation, were exactly the shapes of Black Mountain.
The immense power suffused the Old Demon's body, causing him slight pain, but this unprecedented powerful sensation intoxicated him.
Raising his fist, he smashed it toward Lu Chengqian in the air. The gigantic fist, swirling with a terrifying aura, seemed to transform into the phantom of a great mountain, directly smashing toward Lu Chengqian's head.
Terrible pressure descended upon Lu Chengqian. The Old Demon of Black Mountain was about to fully grasp the authority of Black Mountain; had Lu Chengqian arrived a bit later, he might have faced a true Mountain God.
Even now, the horrifying power remained crushingly potent, to the extent that Lu Chengqian was completely overwhelmed, though fear never touched his face.
He slightly pulled out the sword worn at his waist. The characters for "Sword of State" seemed to flash momentarily on it. This was the Imperial Sword that Lu Chengqian had copied after his great-uncle's upon ascendance to the throne.
Over the centuries in Great Chu, this treasured sword had played a continuous role, so much so that the name of the Sword of State was ceaselessly passed down among the people, giving rise to many widely known tales.
Thus, this replicated treasured sword gradually transformed into a genuine spirit-communicating divine artifact. After death, it accompanied Lu Chengqian to Dragon Court, becoming one of his relied-upon means. Most terrifyingly, this replicated sword harbored the Sword Qi left by Lu Yu, which could be unleashed with sufficient Fortune and Destiny.
The sword emerged from its sheath, sword light illuminating Black Mountain, instantly turning this dim land bright. Numerous Lost Souls raised their heads to witness this startling scene; in this bright light, they seemed to see the joys of life once lived, inadvertently shedding tears. Soon, with a flash of Sword Qi, these Lost Souls closed their eyes amidst tears of bliss, their spirits scattering.
The Old Demon of Black Mountain shivered at this. He felt the aura of death emanating from the Sword Qi, as if his soul was frantically warning him. He dared not be the least bit careless, forcefully drawing on the power of Black Mountain, even at the risk of damaging its foundation—costs he was willing to bear.
The dazzling sword light approached, and within it, the Old Demon saw a gentleman in a green robe, though his features were unclear in the Sword Qi.
A terrible scream echoed through the Underworld. The Old Demon held his face, wailing non-stop, as that single slash of Sword Qi had cleaved off half of his skull. Fortunately, being a Ghostly Entity, he would not die from this, but the feeling of his soul being torn apart brought pain that pierced his heart, eliciting a mournful scream from this proud Ghost King.
Beneath him, the entire Black Mountain was cleaved in two by that fearsome Sword Qi, and the Old Demon bled inwardly, knowing the foundation he had painstakingly cultivated for years was completely ruined. Yet at this moment, his heart could no longer harbor thoughts of revenge. Lu Chengqian's sword had thoroughly chilled him to the bone, so he no longer cared about Black Mountain's fate and transformed into a gust of yin wind, fleeing northward. As long as he could preserve his life, everything else was expendable.
Lu Chengqian, gazing at the hastily fleeing Old Demon, oddly did not attempt to stop him. He merely watched silently as the demon departed, not because he didn't want to stop him but because he couldn't.
He had truly underestimated the power and toll of the Sword Qi; in an instant, the Human Path's Fortune and Destiny within his body had been drained. Now, he was merely struggling to conceal any flaws. Little did he know that the Old Demon had been so frightened by that one sword stroke that he didn't bother to check Lu Chengqian's situation and just ran scared.
"Pity, I let him escape," Lu Chengqian muttered, but now the Old Demon, without any foundation and severely wounded, had no chance of challenging Dragon Court anymore because the next time he faced Dragon Court, it would be a completely transformed and immensely stronger version.
After one last sweep over the now utterly devastated Black Mountain, Lu Chengqian steered his chariot back to Dragon Court.
