The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 35 - 20 Yang Mei Great Immortal_2

35: Chapter 20 Yang Mei Great Immortal_2

35 -20 Yang Mei Great Immortal_2

“This second matter!” Yang Mei lowered his head and pondered for a while, his gaze shifting uncertainly.

When his eyes swept over Li Qingming, they brightened and he said, “This second matter, I want you to find me a Swallowing Sky Bear to take me as its Master and inherit my mantle!”

A hint of a smile flickered in Hong Jun’s eyes, and he said, “Well played, Yang Mei, you sure have your plans all figured out!”

At this moment, Li Qingming suddenly had a revelation, quickly moved forward a few steps, bowed to Yang Mei, and said, “Senior.

My mother has not yet taken a Master.

After I return to the island and consult with her, if she agrees, then I’ll have my mother take Senior as her Master!”

Yang Mei sized up Li Qingming for a moment and said, “Good!

Little child, remember your words must hold true!”

“How dare I deceive Senior!” Li Qingming behaved with utmost respect on the surface, but he was inwardly overjoyed.

When one looks at the Primordial novels of later generations, not only does Yang Mei appear as a good friend of Hong Jun, but he himself is also a Chaos Spirit Root, the Empty Heart Willow Tree, and is among those who became Saints not relying on the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

If Li Yanran could take Yang Mei as her Master, wouldn’t he have to do his utmost to protect her throughout the upcoming calamities?

“Good!

Hong Jun, follow me to that Outer Heaven Chaos for a carefree battle!

Hahahaha…” Yang Mei laughed heartily, his mood lifted.

Hong Jun’s eyes shone brightly, and he said, “Excellent!”

“Hong Jun, since Pangu split Heaven and Earth, we have not crossed hands again.

Today, we can finally have a hearty battle!” Yang Mei stood firm in the Void, with an Empty Heart Willow twig suddenly appearing in his hand.

“Fellow Daoist, if you wish to fight, then let’s fight, why say more!” As he spoke, he casually waved his hand, and from his empty palm, appeared a primitive azure small banner.

It was none other than the Innate Treasure that had transformed from the blade of the Sky-Opening Divine Axe, the “Pangu Banner”!

Hong Jun shook his hand, and in the Void, the Pangu Banner projected a phantom that spun swiftly, releasing layers of Chaos Sword Qi, which burst forth towards Yang Mei.

“Ha ha, Hong Jun, are you joking with me?” Yang Mei laughed heartily, flicked his sleeve with his left hand, and the Chaos Sword Qi was instantly absorbed into his sleeve.

Hong Jun frowned slightly and said, “Yang Mei, still the same old tricks.

Can your body’s space only capture all things?”

Upon hearing this, Yang Mei’s long eyebrows quivered, and he said, “Old friend, won’t we know if we continue fighting?”

Without saying another word, Hong Jun rapidly waved his left hand, and the Pangu Banner spun faster and faster.

The Chaos Sword Qi, initially only about three feet long, gradually became more numerous.

The densely packed Chaos Sword Qi began to condense, and finally formed a Chaos Sword Qi that was about ten feet wide and nearly a hundred feet long.

The Sword Qi floated up and shot fiercely towards Yang Mei.

Yang Mei extended his hands, fingers together, and viciously clawed at the Void in front of him.

A twenty-foot-long spatial rift suddenly appeared.

Through the gap, one could vaguely see a space within, with mountains and water, grass and trees.

This massive Chaos Sword Qi was directly sucked into the spatial rift.

Then, the rift vanished.

“Yang Mei, this is becoming interesting!” Hong Jun’s mouth curled into a slight smile.

“The more interesting part is yet to come!” Yang Mei smirked mysteriously and shouted lightly into the Void: “Fellow Daoist, I still need your help, why not show yourself?”

As Yang Mei’s voice fell, a middle-aged man dressed in a brown Daoist robe abruptly appeared beside Yang Mei.

This Daoist was Yang Mei’s Good Corpse, the Void Daoist, created by leveraging his true body, the Empty Heart Willow Tree.

“The Void has seen Fellow Daoist!” The Void Daoist greeted Yang Mei with a bow, saying.

“What a Void Daoist!” Hong Jun’s eyes emitted golden light, and with another flash in his hand, a strange hood appeared.

He threw it towards the Void and said, “Nine Dragons emerge, Innate Fire Essence arrive!”

“Roar!” “Roar!” “Roar!”

As several resonant roars rang out, nine hundred-foot-long red Fire Dragons emerged from the hood, and with teeth and claws bared, they rushed towards Yang Mei.

Actually, Hong Jun’s original plan wasn’t bad.

After all, fire overcomes wood, and this Innate Fire Essence was taken from the Fusang Divine Wood on the Sun Star by Hong Jun himself and then refined.

It was enough to burn all wood-attribute things in the world.

Alas, dreams are lush while reality is skeletal.

Only to see Void Daoist, amid the void, transfigure into a giant willow tree that soared into the heavens.

This willow was verdant and robust, so thick that not even tens of thousands of people could encircle it together.

Billions of willow strands hung down, swaying and weaving into a massive net.

This net shone with a green light as it moved to envelop the Nine Dragons.

Something astonishing happened — the Nine Dragons, once caught by the massive net, began to shrink mysteriously, and then disappeared without a trace.

“Hong Jun, your flames aren’t all that.

They can’t even break through my defense,” Yang Mei, with an air of nonchalance, gestured for Void to retract the true form of the Empty Heart Willow Tree, all the while dangling a careless smile as he made his sarcastic comment on the side.

Even for Hong Jun, who was by nature emotionless, upon hearing Yang Mei’s words, he couldn’t maintain his usual serene composure.

Pointing above his head, a fragmented Jade Plate appeared.

That Jade Plate, appearing so crystalline and pure, enticingly white!

“What?

The Creation Jade Disc!” Yang Mei’s eyes almost popped out in shock, exclaiming, “I say, Old Hong Jun, how did you come into possession of the Creation Jade Disc?

And how come a piece of it is missing?”

Hong Jun remained unfazed and didn’t respond.

His hands continually formed spell gestures, then pointing at the Jade Plate atop his head, he muttered in a low voice: “Appear, Purple Night Divine Thunder!

Strike!”

The sky abruptly changed colors as dense, dark clouds began to gather above Yang Mei’s head.

Suddenly, gigantic bolts of lightning tore through the void, bombarding violently from high above.

Thick arcs of lightning, each stretching dozens to hundreds of yards in length, with tens and hundreds of bolts chaotically striking down.

Upon witnessing this purple lightning, Yang Mei’s expression changed drastically!

Within the few hundred yards around Yang Mei, every inch of space was filled with thunder.

The converging Purple Night Divine Thunders, like purple jade pillars, fiercely exploded across heaven and earth.

Everywhere there was lightning, everywhere there were huge electric arcs, thunder roaring deafeningly.

Yang Mei, finding himself in a predicament, looked up and hollered desperately: “Fellow Daoist, if you do not show yourself now, I shall fall!”

A figure wearing a black Daoist robe, indistinguishable from Yang Mei, appeared suddenly at his side.

This elder was the Evil Corpse, cut out by Yang Mei with the help of Innate Treasure “Space Shuttle”, known as Daoist Xuan Kong.

Daoist Xuan Kong greeted Yang Mei with composure, saying cheerily, “Hee hee, Xuan Kong has met Fellow Daoist!”

Yang Mei immediately had a dark line across his forehead, saying: “Fellow Daoist, please make your move quickly!”

Xuan Kong nodded and with swift hand motions, declared: “Space Restriction!

Bind!”

Within a hundred yards all around, the lightning ceased to fall.

Some bolts even bizarrely remained suspended midway, oddly maintaining their descending momentum!

And within this pervasive lightning, Void and Yang Mei walked leisurely towards Hong Jun.

“Fellow Daoist, I wonder what you think of this Space Restriction?” Yang Mei stopped before Hong Jun, speaking flippantly.

Hong Jun himself, normally still as stone, rolled his eyes before saying, “Not very impressive!” Following this, he threw a punch straight at Yang Mei’s cheek.

As a sub-saint, his body had been continuously washed by Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, making it much stronger than that of an Ancestor Witch.

Hong Jun’s punch was not something that could easily be withstood.

Caught off guard, Yang Mei was hit squarely in the face by Hong Jun’s punch, now sporting a black eye, he said, “Old fellow, that’s really underhanded!

A sneak attack, how do you even qualify as a teacher!” As he said this, he looked towards The Three Pure Ones standing two hundred paces away.

The faces of The Three Pure Ones suddenly twitched and they turned away, bursting into uncontrollable laughter.

Yang Mei looked on, baffled, then casually conjured a Water Mirror.

An image of an old face with one side bruised appeared within.

With an iron look, Yang Mei said, “Hong Jun, you truly have no shame!”