Chapter 139: Chaos in Shu Mountain! Martial Uncle, Let Me Tell You a Little Secret!

Chapter 139: Chaos in Shu Mountain! Martial Uncle, Let Me Tell You a Little Secret!

The bystander struggled free with all his might and disappeared at the end of the street.

Xu Changqing's expression darkened instantly.

Suddenly, Chu Yang seemed to recall something. He turned to Li Xiaoyao and said, "This is Shu Mountain's territory. Forget the Lunar Sect Cult—even the Cult Leader himself wouldn't dare set foot here. You all should find an inn and settle in first. My senior brother and I will return to Shu Mountain by sword, and at the latest, we'll meet you tomorrow."

Understanding the urgency, Li Xiaoyao immediately nodded.

Shi Gonghu clasped his hands together and said, "You two need not worry. I will protect the princess with my life until you return."

Lin Yueru and Liu Jinyuan, standing quietly on the side, didn't insist on going to Shu Mountain either. From the local people's reactions, they had already realized the severity of the situation.

With everything arranged, Chu Yang and Xu Changqing took to their swords and flew toward Shu Mountain.

Not long after they left, monsters suddenly appeared in the streets of Yuzhou, chasing after the civilians who had yet to return home.

"Damn beasts! How dare you kill people in front of me, Shi Gonghu?!"

With a loud roar, Shi Gonghu charged forward. Li Xiaoyao followed closely behind, sword in hand, and the two of them began slaughtering the monsters in the streets.

The others remained tightly clustered around Zhao Ling'er, fearing she might get hurt.

But Zhao Ling'er's expression was resolute. The frail demeanor she once had was gone. Stepping forward, she chanted a Five Elements spell at the monsters.

A bolt of lightning split the sky and struck a monster dead on the spot!

Everyone stared at Zhao Ling'er in shock.

"As a descendant of Nuwa, it is only natural that I protect everyone!"

Her slender frame carried a powerful and determined voice.

Meanwhile, Chu Yang and Xu Changqing had returned to Shu Mountain—only to be greeted by utter devastation!

Aside from the sect's main hall, everything else was in ruins. The once-bustling plaza was now eerily empty, not a single Shu Mountain disciple in sight.

It was as if a great battle had taken place!

Who knew if the other mountain peaks had suffered the same fate?

Xu Changqing stood frozen in disbelief, muttering, "How could this happen…?"

Having grown up in Shu Mountain, he had never imagined that one day it would be reduced to such a state.

"To the Demon-Sealing Tower!"

Chu Yang took off again on his sword.

Clenching his teeth, Xu Changqing followed.

At last, near the Demon-Sealing Tower, they spotted a large number of Shu Mountain disciples—along with countless wisps of black mist.

The mist was composed of monsters that had just escaped from the tower. Having lost their physical forms inside, only their souls had managed to flee.

But given the chance, they could quickly return in full force. Unlike humans, demons faced far fewer restrictions when it came to possessing new bodies.

Beyond the disciples, Chu Yang also spotted the sect master, Qingwei; his master, Cang Gu; and the three elders—Jingming, Youxuan, and Heyang.

The five of them were seated in a pentagram formation, each occupying a position of wind, fire, thunder, earth, and water. It was only thanks to this array that the Demon-Sealing Tower had not completely collapsed.

Among them stood none other than the legendary Drunken Sword Immortal, leading the disciples in fighting off the escaped demons.

Xu Changqing descended and silently joined the battle.

"Changqing is back?!"

Cang Gu's face lit up with joy. Though Xu Changqing's return wouldn't change the dire situation, it was still a comfort to see him.

"Where's Ayang?"

He immediately followed up with a question.

After cutting down a demon's soul, Xu Changqing replied, "My junior brother has also returned, Master. You don't need to worry."

Cang Gu gave a bitter laugh. "It's because he's back that I'm even more worried!"

As they spoke, Chu Yang was observing the Demon-Sealing Tower from above.

At the tower's peak, where the damage was most severe, stood a figure with long white hair yet an upright and imposing posture.

Like a towering mountain, he stood firm, sword in hand, single-handedly forcing the most powerful demons back into the tower.

Who else could wield such overwhelming force?

It could only be the infamous Sword Saint!

The Sword Saint had also noticed Chu Yang and Xu Changqing's return, though his gaze lingered on Chu Yang with an approving glint—he must have heard of him from the Drunken Sword Immortal.

Chu Yang glanced at the Sword Saint before turning his gaze back to the chaotic battlefield.

With the power of a thousand years backing him, he could now reveal some of his strength to help Shu Mountain overcome this crisis.

He summoned Fengdu.

The Gates of Hell silently appeared behind him.

Sensing the impending danger, the demon souls and evil spirits ceased their attacks on the Shu Mountain disciples, desperately trying to flee.

Everyone looked up at the sky!

The Gates of Hell had opened!

The demon horde trembled in terror!

The massive portal in the sky resembled the gaping maw of a god or devil, swallowing countless demon souls and evil spirits whole.

The phenomenon was so shocking that even Qingwei and the Sword Saint were dumbfounded.

Chu Yang felt Fengdu's joy—every devoured demon soul and evil spirit became nourishment, furthering its growth.

In just moments, the battlefield had been swept clean.

Everyone stared at Chu Yang in stunned silence.

"Ayang… what's going on?"

No one was more shocked than Cang Gu. The Chu Yang before him now felt like a stranger.

"Junior Brother! Stay focused!"

Qingwei's sharp rebuke snapped Cang Gu out of his daze.

Maintaining the Demon-Sealing Tower's array required absolute concentration—any lapse could lead to total collapse.

Chu Yang landed, ignoring the stunned disciples as he approached Qingwei and the elders.

Bowing, he asked, "Sect Master, I have returned. What exactly happened here?"

Xu Changqing stepped forward as well.

"Not long after you both left the mountain, the Demon Lord Chonglou suddenly appeared and shattered the Demon-Sealing Tower's seal, taking something from within. That's how all this happened."

"By the time we realized it, a massive number of demon souls had escaped, wreaking havoc below the mountain."

"But right now, our priority is to prevent the tower from collapsing. There are even stronger demons inside—we cannot let them escape into the world."

"We've dispatched some disciples to deal with the demons below, but it's a drop in the bucket… Fortunately, you've returned."

Qingwei sighed in relief. "I don't know how you did it, Chu Yang, but for now, Shu Mountain's crisis has been alleviated. We can spare some forces to descend the mountain and eliminate the remaining demons."

Xu Changqing hesitated before stepping forward to reveal how Chu Yang had used demon-devouring gu to enhance his cultivation.

However, he immediately followed up with an explanation of Chu Yang's reasons, also detailing their encounters during their journey down the mountain.

The Drunken Sword Immortal listened with great interest—until Xu Changqing mentioned the descendant of Nuwa. His smile froze.

Qing'er's daughter?

He instinctively glanced at the Sword Saint standing atop the Demon-Sealing Tower.

Cang Gu frowned. "Ayang gained a thousand years of cultivation… but what does that have to do with the strange phenomenon just now? You brat, don't try to fool me!"

Xu Changqing sighed helplessly—he had told them everything he knew, yet he was still getting scolded…

Chu Yang handed Fengdu to Qingwei and the elders, explaining, "On my journey, I stumbled upon this celestial sword. By chance, my cultivation surged, allowing me to wield it."

Feeling its unusual aura, the elders trembled.

At that moment, a figure descended from the sky and took Fengdu from Chu Yang's hands, then commented, "Though this sword contains the aura of the underworld and can communicate with spirits, it is not tainted with any evil. On the contrary, it exudes a grand and righteous aura..."

"If my guess is correct, this must be an innate supreme treasure, born from the fortune of an entire realm."

After speaking, the Sword Saint handed Fengdu back to Chu Yang and asked, "Have you already merged your primordial spirit with this sword?"

Chu Yang nodded. Fengdu had originated from his very soul.

"Keep it well. This is your destined path. There is no need to seek another."

The Sword Saint sighed, though it was unclear whether he lamented that Chu Yang's path had widened—or narrowed.

After hearing the Sword Saint's explanation, Qingwei and the others visibly relaxed.

As long as it wasn't an evil and heretical path, they could accept it.

"Now that the demonic spirits near the Demon-Sealing Tower have been cleared, Master and the elders can finally take a short rest..."

Xu Changqing moved to help his master and the sect leader up, but the Drunken Sword Immortal immediately yanked him back.

"Kid, you mustn't move those old men now. The formation beneath them is connected to the Demon-Sealing Tower's spiritual veins. Even the slightest disturbance could bring disaster."

The Drunken Sword Immortal's words made Xu Changqing's face turn pale. This meant that unless the Demon-Sealing Tower was fully restored, Qingwei and the others would have to remain seated there, unable to leave.

The Sword Saint let out a cold snort, his gaze filled with killing intent. "That Demon Lord... Just for his own desires, he destroyed the Demon-Sealing Tower, disregarding the fate of all living beings and playing with Shu Mountain as if it were a mere toy in his hands..."

The Drunken Sword Immortal shook his head. "Senior Brother, there's no point in dwelling on this now. We should focus on how to fix it."

The Sword Saint pondered for a moment before slowly speaking. "At this point, our only option is to find the five spirit pearls left behind by Nuwa. Only by restoring balance to the tower's five elements can we fully repair it."

At the mention of the five spirit pearls, Xu Changqing's expression shifted. He reached into his robes and took out a pearl. "My junior brother and I ventured down the mountain and found the Earth Spirit Pearl inside a general's tomb!"

The Drunken Sword Immortal took the pearl, rubbing it in his hands before laughing. "It seems fate truly favors us. Shu Mountain was meant to survive this calamity."

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