allonlinenovel Chapter 127 The Eight-Headed Serpent Escapes, Black and White Impermanence Appear
Chapter 127 The Eight-Headed Serpent Escapes, Black and White Impermanence Appear
The sharp branches were like swords pointing upwards, about to pierce Yang Jiao through.
She was completely helpless; even turning over was impossible due to her stiffness.
Having lost its companion magic treasure, the Poison Pouch, the Nine-Headed Xiangliu in the heavens wished nothing more than to tear Yang Jiao to pieces. It unleashed all the magic treasures it had stolen last time, determined to make Yang Jiao utterly and irrevocably dead.
Seeing her jade branch, gold hairpin, and Bagua cloud-patterned handkerchief all appear, and still facing her!
Yang Jiao shouted:
"Falling Treasure Coin!"
In an instant, all of Yang Jiao's magical treasures fell down, and the jade branch grew larger the moment it hit the ground, just in time to catch Yang Jiao.
Seeing that all his old friends had returned.
Even without any magical power, Yang Jiao was confident that she could immediately use the Cold Jade Staff to deflect the force of the fall.
The ground beneath her was soft and yielding.
She smiled with relief:
"It's not like you always have bad luck every time you use this Treasure-Dropping Coin."
Just as she finished comforting herself, she noticed a foul smell around her. She looked up and then frantically rubbed her hand on the ground.
"No wonder it didn't hurt when I rolled down!"
This ground is covered in cow dung!
Sure enough, this magic weapon can't be used carelessly; I'm so unlucky!
It depletes one's luck, and luck is a person's fortune. If it's all drained, all bad things will happen.
Yang Jiao was filled with regret.
At this moment, seeing that Yang Jiao was not dead, the nine heads of Xiang Liu fell down simultaneously. Xiang Liu then gave the order:
"No matter which head devours her, I will relinquish control of her body to it!"
The other seven heads became excited.
Only the sixth brother, who was missing an eye, murmured:
"I still prefer to eat dirt."
But it dared not disobey Xiangliu, for it was the leader of the nine heads, and disobedience would result in its being devoured…
Seeing the Nine-Headed Willow Tree descending rapidly, Yang Jiao immediately took out the 'Willow Tree Painting' given to her by Bai Ze, and then ran wildly with the painting in her hand:
"Bai Ze didn't tell me how to use this diagram!"
She ran while looking at the picture, repeating it to herself:
"I call upon the Nine-Headed Willow, hurry and bring retribution... Ahhh, it's no use!"
At this time, Yang Jiao was still unlucky, and she tripped and fell flat on her face every time she took a step, leaving her covered in bruises.
Even his face had several bloody scratches from the fall.
Yang Jiao panicked, but then noticed several creases on the portrait. On a whim, she quickly folded them out.
Soon, she folded a paper sword from the willow-shaped pattern.
She held it in her hand, then waved it at the pursuing Nine-Headed Willow...
The paper sword was thrown.
Without the power to propel her to the ground, Yang Jiao watched in despair as her last hope vanished.
But at that moment, the aura of the Nine-Headed Willow enveloped the area.
The Xiangliu Diagram sensed the aura and located its position, transforming into a sharp sword that shot straight at Xiangliu's head.
Yang Jiao was overjoyed!
"The image that Bai Ze gave me, which helps to restrain the demon race, is indeed very useful!"
Even though her magic power hasn't recovered yet, the sword formed from the image still left Xiang Liu helpless.
Despite being made of paper, it caused more damage to Xiang Liu than any magical artifact; even a slight touch would leave an extremely deep wound.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yang Jiao quickly restored her magical power.
On Mount Kunlun, Bai Ze opened his eyes and gazed towards the mouth of the Guanjiang River, then sighed:
"The Demon Register is naturally able to restrain the demon race depicted in it; it can kill them with just a little bit of magical power."
"I hope that, considering I even tore a page from the Demon Register, the Heavenly Court will spare the demon race after Xiang Liu dies..."
Bai Ze had planned everything meticulously, but he overlooked one crucial point.
Because Yang Jiao used the Treasure-Dropping Coin, she not only lost all her magical power, but also her luck.
The painting of Xiang Liu could not play a significant role in her hands.
After the paper sword had been locked in combat with the nine-headed creature for a long time, Yang Jiao shouted:
"Cut off its head that has a human face!"
The human-faced head is the one that controls Xiang Liu's main body; the others are merely appendages.
As soon as Yang Jiao finished speaking, the Xiangliu picture, which had been folded into a paper sword, unfolded, and thousands of lights leaped out from it, enveloping the nine-headed Xiangliu within. What was amazing was that this image appeared the instant the nine-headed Xiangliu unfolded.
Xiang Liu couldn't move an inch. Staring at the jagged marks left by the torn portrait album, his eyes bulged, and he roared in disbelief:
"Bai Ze!"
"How long will you betray the demon race! You're even willing to tear up the demon register just to help humans!?"
The Demon Compendium was the nemesis of their demon race. He never expected that his former strategist would disregard the advice of Ji Meng and Qin Yuan and still stand on the side of humans.
Xiangliu was completely under control.
For him, the Demon Manual was more deadly than the Three-Headed Flood Dragon's incantation!
The moment the nine-headed willow tree was frozen in place, the willow tree diagram folded back into a sword.
As the icy python passed by, the human-faced snake head fell to the ground...
The paper sword, stained with Xiang Liu's head blood, slowly fell beside Yang Jiao and reformed into paper.
The remaining eight heads, now free from their control, panicked and fled in eight different directions, tearing their flesh apart.
Yang Jiao pressed her advantage. Even without magic power, she held the Xiangliu Diagram and the Qiongzhi in her hand and immediately rode up to pursue them.
Without a leader, the eight heads fought amongst themselves for control. Seeing Yang Jiao approaching, the sixth brother shouted:
"Don't take it, give it to me, I'll escape!"
Despite losing a head and suffering a significant reduction in his cultivation, he still remained above the Golden Immortal level as he rapidly flew northeast.
Yang Jiao, sitting on Qiongzhi, followed closely.
I saw with my own eyes that the Nine-Headed Willow had landed on a small island and disappeared without a trace.
At this time, the island was uninhabited. Yang Jiao was not afraid of accidentally harming the people. He took the golden hairpin and cut off the top of the mountain to find the snake's body.
Unfortunately, Xiang Liu, who thrived in the mountains, was nowhere to be found.
Enraged, Yang Jiao furiously slashed at the mountain.
"Where did those eight heads go?"
Yang Jiao couldn't be found immediately. If they waited for him to come to them or spent time leveling the mountains here, it might be possible, but the people of Guankou couldn't wait any longer!
She couldn't.
Looking down, I saw the drawing depicting Xiang Liu's appearance and name, and I sensed Bai Ze's voice coming from it:
"This picture contains Xiang Liu's innate demonic script, which can be transformed into talisman paper to suppress Xiang Liu in this place for ten thousand years."
"You can do that?!"
Yang Jiao was overjoyed.
He then said "Go" to Xiang Liu Tu.
Suddenly,
The drawing depicting Xiang Liu's appearance, like a seal, fell onto the island.
Xiangliu, who had taken refuge beneath the island's volcano, saw the talisman falling and roared in terror:
"Bai Ze, you actually wanted to seal me here! Bai Ze, you treacherous demon, you traitor! Crown Prince Lu Ya will not let you get away with this!"
The talisman fell.
They suppressed the entire island and quelled Xiang Liu's anger.
With the help of Xiang Liu's innate demonic script, Yang Jiao completely suppressed the eight-headed serpent on the small island.
Little did they know that this place would later become Japan.
She only heard Xiang Liu's angry roar, followed by a cold snort:
"It is I who will not let you go. From today onwards, I will fill this place with Samadhi Fire every day to burn you and avenge the people you have harmed."
Immediately, she shook out the Bagua Cloud Light Cloth with her small hand, released the Samadhi True Fire, and burrowed into the island.
Woo-la-la!
The Samadhi True Fire burrowed into the earth's veins and burned directly towards the body of the Eight-Headed Xiangliu.
It will not lead to death.
But it causes excruciating pain to the soul; the Samadhi Fire specifically burns the primordial spirit!
"Aaaaaah!!! I'm burning to death!" Xiang Liu roared, howling in agony, "You little beast, when I get out of here one day, I'll definitely rip your heart and liver out."
Yang Jiao sneered, "If you can come out, by then I will have achieved mastery in my cultivation and will personally suppress you!"
With a flick of the handkerchief,
Look, these places that I filled with Samadhi Fire have all become active volcanoes.
This is actually the reason why the island nation experiences frequent earthquakes and volcanic eruptions in the future.
With Bai Ze's help, Yang Jiao suppressed Xiang Liu and then quickly returned to Guankou.
Looking down, one sees corpses strewn across the field; countless families have been wiped out, some with not a single survivor left, and no one has come to collect the bodies.
She was extremely anxious, and from the clouds she saw two people, one black and one white, emerge from the ground.
With a long tongue holding a banner, he beckoned to the dead people, and their souls followed behind the two of them.
"Oh no! Those are the Black and White Impermanence!"
The current Black and White Impermanence are not Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu, but these positions already exist in the underworld.
Black Impermanence began to complain:
"How come so many people suddenly died in Guankou? We'll have to work hard for several more days."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Jiao stood behind him and pulled him by the hands.
The miracle has appeared!
Yang Jiao actually pulled back the soul that had been stolen away.
She looked at her hands suspiciously, when she heard a system notification sound:
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully captured a soul. Mission activated: Save every fifty souls. Reward: 1 gacha fragment.]
Yang Jiao immediately remembered the ten fragments of Fan Wujiu that she had drawn before entering meditation; they were the Soul-Hooking Technique!
The Black Impermanence in front snatched away the soul of a commoner, and Yang Jiao pulled one back from behind.
"Give it to me! Today, not a single person is allowed to die at Guanjiang Estuary, that's what I, Yang Jiao, said!"