The Kunlun Immortal Generals were the direct subordinates of the Queen Mother of the West. When had they ever feared anyone? Before Qiao San could finish his words, a celestial general had already charged forward on a cloud, his roar shaking the heavens and the earth. “Hah! I am the Vanguard God of Kunlun, Liu Ding! What petty demon dares to act so arrogantly on the sacred mountain of the Queen Mother?”
Liu Ding brandished his massive twin hammers, waiting for Qiao San to announce his name before launching a thunderous strike.
Armies have their rules, and battles have their strategies. Liu Ding’s aura was indeed extraordinary, but unfortunately, he had encountered a rogue demon who knew nothing of such conventions.
With a strange laugh, Qiao San leapt away from the phoenix and charged forward without warning. “Haha! You hairy god, if you can beat me, I’ll tell you my name!”
In martial arts and magical duels, seizing the initiative is crucial. By the time Liu Ding swung his hammers, the rogue’s foot had already landed heavily on his face.
“Ah!” Liu Ding let out a cry of pain, falling to the ground like a stone. It took him a while to climb out of the crater he had created. When he looked up, he saw the demon playing with his twin hammers.
“Hehe… this is fun!” Qiao San tossed the three-thousand-pound hammers into the air one after the other, as if they were mere toys, thoroughly enjoying himself.
“Roar!” Liu Ding was so furious that smoke seemed to billow from his nostrils. He roared to the heavens, “Shameless demon, return my weapons!”
“Alright, alright, I’ll return them. No need to shout! How rude!” The rogue, true to his nature, stepped aside just as the hammers came crashing down. Not only that, he added a kick to ensure the hammers flew faster and struck harder.
“Ah—” This time, the scream pierced the clouds and split the sky. The hammers returned to Liu Ding’s hands, but they slammed him into the ground with such force that even a celestial being’s blood could stain the earth.
“Haha… idiot, you can’t even catch your own weapons!”
Qiao San’s ghostly cloud shifted beneath him, forming a seat that supported his body. The rogue crossed his legs in his signature insolent pose, thoroughly mocking the lofty celestial being.
“Damn it, you have a hundred thousand celestial soldiers stationed on a small mountain like Kunlun, yet when disasters strike the mortal world, not a single one of you lifts a finger!”
The rogue’s curses grew louder, his half-truths and twisted logic surging within him. His blood seal glowed, and a murderous aura erupted. The once-jovial Rebel Saint now descended from the sky with deadly intent, his lethal light aimed directly at Liu Ding.
“Bold demon, cease your insolence!” From the ranks of the celestial soldiers, a golden light shot into the sky. Before the figure even arrived, a long axe flew through the air, blocking Qiao San’s descent.
A true master had finally appeared!
The war drums of Kunlun resounded, and the roars of a hundred thousand celestial soldiers filled the air. The demon army, not to be outdone, responded with their own battle cries as the female demon commander ordered her troops to cheer for the Rebel Saint.
For a moment, the two armies faced each other, their combined two hundred thousand eyes fixed on the celestial and demon generals locked in combat.
In the battle of three armies, victory depends on momentum, and the outcome of the generals’ duel would directly affect the morale of the troops. The celestial and demon armies were evenly matched, and the fate of the battle now rested on the shoulders of their respective leaders.
Qiao San focused his gaze and saw the celestial general standing ten feet tall, with fierce eyes and a tiger-shaped battle armor. He wielded a long axe and rode a green lion—this was none other than the True Lord of Kunlun, the leader of all mountain gods.
The True Lord of Kunlun brandished his divine weapon and roared with authority, “Demon brat, Lu Wu is here! Cease your insolence and announce your name!”
“Haha…” Another celestial being, but the same old routine. The rogue’s throat itched, and he couldn’t help but burst into laughter. He responded in kind, without a word, and swung his sword to attack.
A rogue is a rogue, damn the rules! Strike first and strike hard, or suffer the consequences.
“Clang—”
The sound of metal clashing rang out clearly amidst the thunderous drums. Lu Wu was no Liu Ding, and the rogue’s clever plan did not succeed.
Trusted by the Queen Mother, Lu Wu was no pushover. He soared into the clouds on his mount, and the green lion let out a deafening roar, its mouth opening wide enough to swallow Qiao San whole.
A fiery red shadow shot forward, and the immortal phoenix intercepted the divine lion. Flames erupted as the two beasts clashed.
In an instant, gods battled demons, and beasts fought birds. The heavens and the earth were thrown into chaos, with sand and stones flying everywhere.
The two combatants were so engrossed in their duel that half a day passed in the blink of an eye. Lu Wu’s long axe split into two, the left axe blocking Qiao San’s sword while the right weapon struck directly at the rogue’s exposed chest.
Faced with such a fierce attack, Qiao San did not retreat but instead charged forward, throwing himself at Lu Wu’s right axe.
“Boom—”
The axe blade struck Qiao San, but Lu Wu did not hear the expected cry of pain. Instead, he saw a cruel smile on the rogue’s lips.
“Not good!” The ominous premonition had just formed in his mind when the rogue’s foot slammed into his abdomen.
“Hehe…” The rogue king relied on his Tai Xu Xuan Huang Armor to block Lu Wu’s divine axe, and with this unexpected advantage, he pressed his attack. His sword turned, following the axe’s shaft as he aimed for Lu Wu.
The True Lord of Kunlun let out a roar, his shoulders shaking as three heads and six arms appeared in mid-air. Six weapons easily shattered Qiao San’s attack, forcing the rogue to dodge and weave.
“Hehe, this move is fun!” The rogue’s laughter still echoed in the air as he began to transform. But he didn’t want to become a grotesque monster. With a shake of his body, three identical Qiao Sans appeared out of thin air.
This was no ordinary cloning technique but the most miraculous “external incarnation.” Each clone possessed the strength of the original, and although it could only last for an hour, it was more than enough to defeat the three-headed, six-armed Lu Wu!
The first Qiao San transformed into a green-faced, fanged demon, allowing the blades to pierce his body as the power of the “Ghost Scripture” tightly bound half of Lu Wu’s body. The second Qiao San, in the same instant, transformed into a large net, the power of the “Earth Treatise” tightly entangling the other half of Lu Wu’s body.
“Boom—”
Lu Wu was horrified. His divine weapons flew, and with all his might, he turned his left and right opponents into smoke. But he could no longer block the third Qiao San charging from the front.
The clone Qiao San collided with Lu Wu’s chest like a blade, exploding into a brilliant firework that scattered with the wind.
“Ah—” The rogue’s self-sacrificial, ruthless move was unstoppable. At the same time, the green lion was burned beyond recognition by the phoenix. Both the celestial being and his mount were defeated.
“Ugh!” With the destruction of the three clones, Qiao San’s arms exploded, and a terrifying hole opened in his chest. This move had indeed wounded the enemy, but at a great cost to himself. In all the heavens, the earth, and the three realms, only he could be so “foolish”!
With massive twin hammers in hand, the Six Ding Spirit split left and right, waiting for Qiao San to reveal his name before launching a thunderous attack.
There are rules in the army and methods in battle. The Six Ding Spirit indeed appeared imposing and mighty, but unfortunately, he encountered a rogue demon who knew nothing of etiquette.
Qiao San let out a strange laugh, flew off the immortal Fenghuang bird, and charged forward without warning, “Ha, ha… fuzzy spirit, defeat this young master first, and I’ll tell you!”
In martial contests, seizing the initiative is crucial. Before the Six Ding Spirit could swing his hammers, the rogue’s foot had already slammed heavily onto his face.
“Ahh!” A scream echoed as the Six Ding Spirit fell like a stone, crashing onto the ground. After quite some time, he leaped out of the crater he had made, looking up in shock to see the demon playing with his twin hammers.
“Heh, heh… this is fun!” Qiao San continuously tossed the two massive hammers, each weighing three thousand jin, up into the sky as if they were children’s toys, clearly enjoying himself immensely.
“Roar!” The Six Ding Spirit was furious, his nostrils flaring as he roared to the heavens, “Shameless demon, return my weapon!”
“Alright, I’ll return it, no need to shout. So impolite!” True to his nature, the rogue obediently stepped aside just as the falling hammers came down. Not only that, he even kindly kicked them with his foot to make them fly faster and strike harder.
“Ahh—” This scream pierced the clouds and split the skies. The twin hammers indeed returned to the Six Ding Spirit’s hands, but they crushed him straight into the ground. Even divine blood could stain the earth red.
“Ha, ha… What an idiot! Can’t even catch your own weapon!”
Qiao San’s ghostly cloud beneath his feet transformed, acting like a stool to support his posture. The rogue lazily stretched out his legs, adopting his signature insolent pose, mocking the lofty immortal high above.
“Damn it! You station a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers just for this small Kunlun Mountain, yet when disasters plague the human world, not even a single god has the decency to fart!”
The rogue grew louder in his cursing, spouting half-truths that surged from his heart. As a blood mark shone, a killing aura surged forth. The previously laughing Supreme Ruler of Rebellion soared into the air and launched a deadly strike straight toward the Six Ding Spirit.
“Daring demon! Don’t be reckless!” From the heavenly soldiers’ formation, a golden light shot straight into the sky. Before the figure arrived, a long axe flew across the sky, blocking Qiao San’s descent just in time!
An expert—an authentic expert had finally appeared!
The Kunlun Immortal Generals were the direct subordinates of the Queen Mother of the West. When had they ever feared anyone? Before Qiao San could finish his words, a celestial general had already charged forward on a cloud, his roar shaking the heavens and the earth, “Hah! I am the Vanguard Six Ding God of Kunlun! What petty demon dares to act arrogantly on the sacred mountain of the Queen Mother?”
With his massive twin hammers held apart, the Six Ding God waited for Qiao San to announce his name before launching a thunderous strike.
The army has its rules, and battle has its tactics. The Six Ding God’s aura was indeed extraordinary, but unfortunately, he had encountered a rogue demon who knew nothing of rules.
With a strange laugh, Qiao San leaped away from the Phoenix, charging forward without a word, “Haha… You minor deity, if you defeat me, I’ll tell you!”
In martial arts and magical combat, seizing the initiative is crucial. By the time the Six Ding God swung his hammers, the rogue’s foot had already landed heavily on his face.
“Ah!” With a scream, the Six Ding God fell to the ground like a stone. It took him a while to jump out of the crater he had created. Looking up, he saw the demon playing with his twin hammers.
“Hehe… This is fun!” Qiao San kept tossing the two hammers, each weighing three thousand pounds, into the air, enjoying himself like a child.
“Roar!” The Six Ding God was so angry that flames seemed to shoot from his nostrils. He roared at the sky, “Shameless demon, return my weapons!”
“Alright, I’ll return them. Why the fuss? So rude!” The rogue indeed complied, stepping aside just as the hammers fell. Not only that, he added a kick to make the hammers fly faster and hit harder.
“Ah—” This time, the scream pierced the clouds. The hammers returned to the Six Ding God’s hands, but they slammed him into the ground, and the blood of a celestial being stained the earth.
“Haha… Idiot, can’t even catch your own weapons!”
Qiao San’s ghostly cloud shifted, supporting him like a stool. The rogue crossed his legs, using his signature rogue posture to mock the lofty deity.
“Damn it, you stationed a hundred thousand celestial soldiers on a mere Kunlun Mountain, yet when disasters strike the mortal world, not a single celestial fart is heard!”
The rogue’s curses grew louder, and a flood of half-truths surged in his heart. His blood seal flared, and a murderous aura rose. The rebellious Saint Lord, no longer laughing, swooped down from the sky, deadly light aimed at the Six Ding God.
“Bold demon, cease your insolence!” From the celestial army, a golden light shot into the sky. Before the person arrived, a long axe flew through the air, blocking Qiao San’s descent.
A true master had finally appeared!
The Kunlun Mountain echoed with the thunderous beat of war drums, and the roars of a hundred thousand celestial soldiers filled the air. The demon army, not to be outdone, responded with their own battle cries under the command of the female demon.
For a moment, the two armies’ shouts shook the heavens and the earth, and two hundred thousand eyes were fixed on the celestial and the demon facing each other.
In the battle of three armies, victory depends on momentum, and the outcome of the generals directly affects the morale of the troops. The celestial and demon armies were evenly matched, and the fate of the battle was concentrated on their leaders.
Qiao San focused his gaze and saw a celestial general standing ten feet tall, with fierce eyes and a tiger-shaped battle armor, wielding a long axe and riding a green lion. This was none other than the Kunlun True Lord, the chief of the mountain deities.
The Kunlun True Lord brandished his divine weapon and roared with authority, “Child of the demon realm, Lu Wu is here! Cease your insolence and announce your name!”
“Haha…” Faced with another deity, the rogue’s throat itched, and he couldn’t help but burst into laughter. He remained true to his nature, saying nothing and immediately swinging his sword to attack.
A rogue is a rogue, who cares about rules? Strike first, and strike hard!
“Clang—”
The sound of metal clashing rang clear and long amidst the thunderous drums. Lu Wu was no Six Ding God, and the rogue’s plan did not succeed.
Trusted by the Queen Mother, Lu Wu was no easy opponent. He stepped onto a cloud, and his green lion mount let out a roar, its mouth opening ten feet wide, snapping at Qiao San.
A fiery red phantom shot forward, and the immortal Phoenix blocked the divine green lion. With a burst of divine fire, the beast and the bird clashed.
In an instant, deity fought demon, beast fought bird, and the battle raged from the heavens to the earth, stirring up dust and darkening the skies.
The two fought fiercely, and half a day passed in the blink of an eye. Lu Wu’s long axe split into two, the left axe blocking the Qiankun Sword, while the right weapon slashed at Qiao San’s exposed chest.
Facing such a fierce attack, Qiao San did not retreat but instead charged forward, seemingly willing to die as he collided with Lu Wu’s right axe.
“Boom—”
The axe blade struck Qiao San, but Lu Wu did not hear his opponent’s scream. Instead, he saw a cruel smile on the rogue’s lips.
“Not good!” The ominous premonition had just risen in his heart when the rogue’s foot kicked him hard in the abdomen.
“Hehe…” The rogue king relied on the Taixu Xuanhuang Armor to block Lu Wu’s divine axe, unexpectedly gaining the upper hand. Naturally, he did not let up, turning his sword and following the axe handle to strike at Lu Wu.
The Kunlun True Lord roared, his shoulders shaking as three heads and six arms appeared in the air. Six weapons easily shattered Qiao San’s killing move, forcing the rogue to dodge left and right.
“Hehe, this move is fun!” The rogue’s laughter still echoed in the air as he began to transform. But he did not want to become a deformed monster. With a shake, three identical Qiao Sans appeared out of thin air.
This was no ordinary clone technique but the most miraculous “external incarnation.” Each clone had the strength of the original, and although it could only last for an hour, it was enough to defeat the three-headed, six-armed Lu Wu!
The first Qiao San transformed into a green-faced, fanged demon, allowing blades to pierce his body as the power of the “Ghost Scripture” tightly gripped half of his opponent’s body. The second Qiao San, in the same instant, transformed into a large net, the power of the “Earth Treatise” tightly entangling the other half of Lu Wu’s body.
“Boom—”
Lu Wu was horrified, his divine weapons flying, using all his strength to turn his left and right opponents into smoke, but he could no longer block the third Qiao San in front.
The clone Qiao San collided with Lu Wu like a blade, exploding into a brilliant firework upon impact with Lu Wu’s chest, scattering with the wind.
“Ah—” The rogue’s ruthless, mutual destruction move was unstoppable. At the same time, the green lion was also burned beyond recognition by the Phoenix. Both the deity and the beast were defeated.
“Ugh!” With the destruction of the three clones, Qiao San’s arms exploded, and a terrifying hole opened in his chest. His move was undoubtedly a case of injuring the enemy by eight hundred while harming himself by a thousand. In the heavens, the earth, and the three realms, only he could be so “foolish”!
In an instant, both armies roared in unison, and four hundred thousand eyes fixed upon the one immortal and one demon locked in confrontation.
In a battle of three armies, momentum is crucial; the outcome between the two commanding generals would directly affect the morale of their respective armies. With both sides evenly matched, the victory or defeat unknowingly centered upon these two supreme commanders.
Qiao San focused his gaze and saw the heavenly general was a towering figure, over ten feet tall, with bulging eyes and tiger-shaped armor. He wielded an eight-foot-long axe, riding atop a blue lion—none other than Lu Wu, the true ruler of Kunlun, the chief of all mountain gods.
Lu Wu brandished his divine weapon, his voice mighty and fierce, “Demon child, I am Lu Wu here—don’t dare act recklessly! State your name!”
“Ha, ha…” Facing yet another god spouting the same old lines, the rogue couldn’t help but itch to laugh. He responded the same way—without a word, he simply swung his sword and attacked.
That’s just how this rogue was—rules be damned, strike first and ask questions later! Seize the initiative, or suffer the consequences.
“Dang—”
The sound of clashing metal rang clearly above the roaring drums, but Lu Wu was no Six Ding Spirit, and the rogue’s plans didn’t go as expected.
Trusted by the Queen Mother, Lu Wu was certainly no pushover. As he leapt into the clouds, his mount—the blue lion—immediately let out a beastly roar. Its mouth opened wide, nearly ten feet across, lunging straight at Qiao San.
A crimson blur shot forth—a phoenix of immortal fire blocked the divine beast, spewing divine flames as the beast and bird clashed furiously.
In an instant, gods and demons fought, beasts and birds battled, stirring up sand and stone, darkening sky and earth.
The two combatants grew more intense, and half a day passed in the fray. Lu Wu suddenly swung his axe, splitting it into two. His left axe blocked the Qiankun Sword, while his right weapon slashed straight toward Qiao San’s exposed chest.
Faced with such a fierce assault, Qiao San did not retreat—he charged forward recklessly toward Lu Wu’s right axe.
“Boom—”
The axe struck Qiao San, but instead of hearing his opponent’s cry of pain, Lu Wu saw a cruel smile curling at the rogue’s lips.
“Something’s wrong!” Even as the ominous feeling arose, the rogue’s foot had already slammed viciously into Lu Wu’s abdomen.
“Heh, heh…” Protected by the Tai Xu Xuan Huang Armor, the rogue blocked Lu Wu’s divine axe and seized the initiative. Naturally, he pressed the advantage, his sword turning along the axe handle and rushing toward Lu Wu.
With a mighty roar, Lu Wu’s shoulders shook, and his form transformed—three heads and six arms emerged midair. His six weapons easily shattered Qiao San’s attack, forcing the rogue to dodge frantically.
“Heh heh, that move was fun!” Even as his mocking laugh echoed through the air, the rogue began his transformation. But unlike the monstrous forms, he simply shook his body, and three identical Qiao Sans appeared out of nowhere.
This was no ordinary technique of clones—this was the miraculous “Body Outside the Body.” Each clone possessed the same strength as the original, and though they could only last an hour, it was more than enough to defeat Lu Wu’s three-headed, six-armed form!
The first Qiao San transformed into a green-faced, fanged ghost, enduring blade wounds as the《Ghost Sutra》powerfully ensnared half of Lu Wu’s body. The second Qiao San simultaneously became a vast net, binding the other half of Lu Wu with the power of《Earth Treatise》.
“Boom—”
Lu Wu was stunned, his divine weapons slicing through the left and right clones, turning them into smoke. But he could no longer stop the third Qiao San coming straight at him.
This clone of Qiao San struck like a blade, crashing into Lu Wu’s chest. At the moment of impact, it exploded into a dazzling fireworks display, scattering into the wind.
“Ahh—” No one could block such a ruthless, self-sacrificial move. At the same time, the blue lion had been burned beyond recognition by the immortal bird. Both god and beast retreated in defeat.
“Ugh!” As the three clones shattered, Qiao San’s arms exploded, and a terrifying hole blasted open across his chest. This move was undoubtedly a suicidal strike—hurting the enemy eight hundred, but damaging himself a thousand. Across heaven and earth, only he would dare to be so “foolish”!
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