My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion-Chapter 948 - 549: Your Lord (3-in-1 Bonus) (Part 2)

Lü Leren swept his Bone Fan to block, the steel bones of the fan clashed with wooden thorns, sparking flashes of fire. Yet one last thorn pierced through his left shoulder blade, pinning him to the wall behind along with fragments of flesh.

At this moment, his face was completely ferocious, his pupils trembling as if he were a fearsome beast baring its teeth.

As the black aura rose, his true form slowly emerged.

With only a few wisps of hair on his head, his pupils were protruding red, his neck stretched unusually long, and his skin clung to his bones. His entire body was emaciated except for a belly that bulged like that of a nine-month pregnant woman.

Chen Yi sneered, "I wondered what it was, turns out it's a Hungry Ghost cultivated over hundreds of years."

"I will eat you!"

Lü Leren let out a garbled roar, ripping his body away from the wall, shooting forward like a cannonball.

A bolt of lightning struck him, yet his pace didn't falter, instead, it became faster than before.

Chen Yi thrust his sword once more.

Black blood splattered against the wall, painting an ink-wash painting pattern, Lü Leren growled beast-like from his throat, grabbing the sword blade to swing both Chen Yi and the sword against the pillar.

Chen Yi used the force of his waist to somersault in mid-air, his feet landing on the pillar to pull back and smash Lü Leren fiercely against the wall. A sharp Sword Qi exploded from within his body, instantly creating dozens of cracks in that twisted form...

Pulling the sword out, Lü Leren's swollen belly deflated like a punctured ball, first bulging out, then spewing out black blood mixed with filth from all the cracks.

Dead...

To be precise, he was about to die.

Chen Yi reached out to extract the soul, but the leather bag was empty inside.

Upon a closer look, the entire tavern seemed to suddenly come alive.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

It turned out this was also a leather bag, and the tavern was the true body.

The engraved windows turned into snapping fangs, the green brick floor cracked open with viscous fleshy seams, black mist erupted from everywhere, and amidst the gale carried Lü Leren's ferocious voice, alternating between roars and laughter.

Thousands of struggling human faces squeezed out of the building's facade, composed of countless Hungry Ghosts, even Lü Leren himself was a soul nurtured from the resentment of innumerable Hungry Ghosts.

The vermilion lacquer pillar he leaned against suddenly softened, crimson wood grain transformed into intestine casings swallowing around him, and he hoisted Yin Tingxue, flying out of the tavern with the coffin on his back.

The remaining Jianghu people saw the astonishing change and dared not entangle, rushing out in quick succession.

The entire blood-flesh tavern lunged at them, the terrace as a lower jaw, the eaves an upper jaw, opening a bloody mouth to devour them.

Chen Yi's sleeve billowed, raising a sword,

"A pack of Hungry Ghosts, quickly go reincarnate instead of dreaming of eating humans."

Sword Creation of Heaven and Earth.

As if an invisible skyscraper descended from the heavens, the flesh-tavern collapsed inward from the eaves, as the upper and lower jaws collided heavily, the vermilion pillars and green walls crushed to powder, the screeching sound of collapse echoing in all directions, the whole structure desperately struggling to support upward, but how could it withstand the vast force of heaven and earth?

It toppled to the ground, head heavy, feet light.

Boom!

The massive noise shook the entire market, every street seemed to tremble.

Just as Chen Yi was about to finish the job, an abrupt change occurred.

The market's tremors did not cease...

The shaking intensified, streets and alleys crumbled, countless vegetable people wailed in despair, a hopeless roar echoing for a thousand zhang into the abyss.

The earth's crust upheaved, a huge crack splitting open in the ground.

This market... has awakened?

Jianghu people were utterly horrified, Chen Yi's eyes flashed in shock.

The entire gigantic market quaked as if collapsing a mountain, raising fierce winds whipping through the Demon Refining Abyss with wails.

Chen Yi tread the wind, ascending higher.

But he saw,

Even the "sky" above collapsed,

as if heaven and earth were being exterminated!

....

Atop Dragon and Tiger Mountain.

The mountain lay shrouded in lead-gray clouds and mist, the Jade Emperor Hall perched high on the summit, its glazed golden top flickering faintly with a sheen.

On this day, the Old Heavenly Master, usually dressed in plain robes, uncharacteristically wore a crane cloak, Furong Crown, with a Peach Wood Sword hanging at his waist.

Standing before the incense table, he shook out a piece of green words from his sleeve, sparks danced, and it ignited.

"The Emperor is greatly pleased, it is auspicious."

As the voice arose, thunder unexpectedly rumbled over the mountain ridge outside the hall.

The Heavenly Master's incantations grew urgent, forming a hand seal at his fingertips, offering three incense sticks, the blue smoke rising straight upwards, after the final bow he lifted his head, seeing within the orb not the hall anymore but a thousand li away, a scene of seeming heaven and earth collapse.

The Old Heavenly Master maintained a calm face, stepping out quietly, glancing toward the distant Demon Refining Abyss, the breeze brushed past, he stroked his beard muttering:

"After sleeping so long, it finally wakes."

He closed his eyes, made a divination with his fingers, lowered his head, and glanced at the Divination.

The Old Heavenly Master turned his head for a look.

No need for him to speak.

Zhao Tong rode the wind, arriving at the mountain top,

"Master…"

"It is time to retrieve the Ancestor Heavenly Master's Three Five Evil-Slaying Sword left behind." The Old Heavenly Master said slowly, "This is the best opportunity, do not miss it, and do not delay, you must bring it back. Our Dragon and Tiger Mountain's thousand-year lineage depends on this sword."

Zhao Tong nodded slightly, his expression solemn.

Legend has it that the first generation Heavenly Master Zhang Daoling met the Dao Ancestor in a dream, receiving three treasures.

The first was a talisman, the second a seal, the third the Evil-Slaying Sword.

The sword was divided into male and female, the male governs life, the female governs death. With it, the Heavenly Master could summon the Six Jia Divine Soldiers, banishing demonic presence under the heavens.

[Ancestor Heavenly Master instructed his son Zi Heng with the sword seal: 'This sword acts in accordance with heaven, slaying demonic spirits, those not endowed with the righteous essence of heaven and earth must not misuse it.' At the time of the fourth-generation Heavenly Master Sheng, the sword suddenly transformed into a green aura soaring to the sky, leaving only a sheath.]——"Han Heavenly Master Family"

...

"Have you awakened?"

Chen Yi opened his eyes.

All around was the dim darkness, nearly pitch black, with the sound of dripping in his ears. Chen Yi touched and found it was smooth stalactites.