"Zhongnan Mountain Ningyang Cave Taoist Temple's Zhengyang Immortal's disciple Chen Pu comes to engage in a battle with his younger brother in the way of Tao!"
The voice of the young Taoist sage echoed throughout the sky, and almost all the nearly 200,000 people in the Yushui City, which was more than 3 or 4 miles away, could hear it clearly.
Initially, the citizens of Yushui City were plunged into deep despair as a result of Yan Wuming's harsh words and the imminent arrival of the seven-day deadline.
Then, the arrival of the Bag Monk and Du Guangting one after another, once again gave the people in the city hope to live on, filling them with joy and encouragement.
Indeed, Du Guangting's reputation was not false. As soon as he arrived, he repeatedly used his great powers to suppress Yan Wuming.
Just as everyone thought the "slaughter crisis" was about to be lifted, another abrupt change occurred. Yan Wuming, with his most despicable methods, suddenly injured Du Guangting and the Bag Monk, and even intended to take their lives right before their eyes.
The people who witnessed this scene were both filled with grief and fury, as well as despair.
The saddening thing is that Yan Wuming, this demon, acted so ruthlessly by betraying Du Guangting, who was seen as a god by the people of Sichuan, and the Bag Monk, who was an avatar of Maitreya Buddha.
The despairing fact is that everyone knows that if Yan Wuming kills Du Guangting and the Bag Monk, and if "Chen Pu" does not appear at that time, they will still be unable to escape the fate of being slaughtered in their city.
However, right at this moment of grief, anger, and despair for the entire city's people, something unexpected happened.
Suddenly, a young Taoist sage appeared in the eastern sky, transforming the perilous situation into a safe one!
Everyone knows how formidable Yan Wuming is; he was someone who could rival Du Xianshi, who was revered as a god in Sichuan, and he had almost won by cunning means.
Now, such a fierce demon who had not even seen the shadow of the young Taoist sage was frightened away by his great powers, leaving no trace?
Hmm, everyone only saw Yan Wuming's yin god in the sky suddenly disappear, but they did not know that he returned to his corporeal form. They mistook him for Chen Yun who drove him away.
For a moment, the over 200,000 people in Liuxi City seemed to be hit with a pause button, and all of a sudden, there was an eerie silence.
Although the people in the city could not see the situation in the small forest at that moment, the image of Chen Yun transformed into a beam of golden light, standing proud and handsome, was deeply impressed on everyone's mind.
Silence!
A deathly silence!
This situation lasted for several blinks of an eye.
Soon after, it was unclear who shouted first.
Immediately following that, the entire city erupted in a commotion.
"My heavens!"
"Did I not see correctly?"
"This young Taoist master defeated that terrifying demon with just one move?"
"That's an incredibly powerful demon who is on par with Du Xianshi!"
"Wow, this young Taoist master must be exceptionally powerful?"
"By the way, what did he say his name was just now? Chen Pu?"
"Ah? So he is Chen Pu, the one the demon is looking for?"
"I initially thought that Daoist Master Chen's power was relatively shallow, so I avoided fighting him, causing all the citizens of our city to suffer on his behalf. Who would have thought that Daoist Master Chen's first move was so breathtaking, beating the demon into submission and causing him to flee in shame? Daoist Master Chen is truly formidable!"
The 200,000 people of Liuxi City were shaken, and the resentment towards Chen Yun disappeared in an instant.
Yes, when they heard that they would have to die for Chen Yun, everyone not only resented Yan Wuming but also hated Chen Yun.
Certainly, when people are living peacefully and happily, suddenly being involved with Chen Yun and facing unexpected misfortune, how can there not be resentment?
All the resentment towards Chen Yun was immediately smoothed over the moment he appeared and demonstrated his strength.
People are practical creatures. The citizens of Liuxi City resented Chen Yun because they felt they were being affected by his troubles, and their lives were at stake. However, with Chen Yun's appearance and demonstration of strength, the situation was suddenly turned around, potentially defeating the demon and even causing him to flee. Everyone felt that the crisis had been resolved, and it was Chen Yun who had relieved the situation by defeating the demon that had been specifically targeted by the evil demon.
Naturally, the resentment vanished.
Conversely, many people, after witnessing Chen Yun's great arts, believed that he had not appeared earlier because he may not have known about the situation in Liuxi City. Otherwise, with his extraordinary arts, how could he not have come to fight?
Zhou Mansion.
A group of relatives and servants were also in a commotion.
"This Chen immortal is truly formidable!"
"He just defeated that demon head with a single move?"
Unlike the excited chatter among the relatives and servants, Master Zhou, upon witnessing this incredible scene, quickly looked at his daughter Yao with reverence and asked, "Yao daughter, do you know this Chen immortal? He is even more powerful than Du Xianshi by three times?"
Yao was completely stunned. As a disciple of Du Guangting, she had naturally heard of the Zhengyang Immortal at the Jingnan Mountain Ningyang Cave Daoist Temple, but she really did not know that Zhongli Quan had a disciple named Chen Pu. Moreover, she hadn't expected that this Chen Pu brother was so heroic and could defeat Yan Wuming, who was almost on the same level as her mentor considered to be invincible in the world, with just one move. This achievement was simply shocking to her.
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Inside the small forest.
The Bag Monk, severely wounded, fell to the ground.
The greatly injured Du Guangting also sat cross-legged on the ground.
Both of them watched with disbelief as Chen Yun finally arrived.
Although they were both incredibly deep in cultivation, even without using divination-type spells, they could feel the faint but powerful energy emanating from Chen Yun's body. They could tell that this disciple of the Zhengyang Immortal was only an average cultivator at best, far inferior to them.
Yet, it was this young Taoist master who appeared to be only an average cultivator, yet who had just shown such extraordinary abilities.
It was as if a high-level magician had unleashed all their power in a single blow, naturally astonishing both of them.
Of course, Du Guangting and the Bag Monk knew that this cross-level super skill was definitely not a conventional method. It would likely take a long time to "cool down" after just one strike.
Yan Wuming, who had fortunately returned to his corporeal form with his yin spirit, sustained relatively minor injuries. However, he was far better off than Du Guangting and the Bag Monk. At least, he still had the strength for a fight.
He glared fiercely at Chen Yun and roared, "Thief, what kind of skill is shooting arrows in the back?"
Chen Yun did not greet Du Guangting and the Bag Monk. He merely nodded slightly at them, then calmly turned his gaze to Yan Wuming, a smug smile on his face. "Yan Wuming," he said, "if it were not for you resorting to treacherous acts first, how could I have acted so fiercely in saving my friend? As the saying goes, there is a cause for every effect. When dealing with a demon like you who lacks morality, what is stealthy attack?"
"Very well! What Chen Yun says is true!"
"Namo Amitabha Buddha. Indeed, it is true that if Yan Jushi had not done the baseless thing first, Brother Chen would not have acted in such a manner."
Du Guangting and the Bag Monk both spoke in agreement with Chen Yun's words.
Chen Yun's words were spoken with great righteousness, leaving Yan Wuming speechless.
Indeed, if Yan Wuming had not first resorted to treachery against the Bag Monk, causing both Du Guangting and the Bag Monk to be in grave danger, how could Chen Yun have resorted to stealthy attacks?
At least in the eyes of Yan Wuming, Du Guangting, and the Bag Monk, that is indeed how things are.
In fact, only Chen Yun knows that he is not as righteous as others may perceive him to be.
Just a moment ago, he used the Diao Jie Fuhao from afar. He wanted to save Du Guangting and the Bag Monk.
But that was only one of the purposes.
Chen Yun also had another purpose of taking advantage of Yan Wuming's lack of preparedness and trying to kill him in one move.
Since his own strength was not sufficient to compel Yan Wuming's yin god to leave his body, he had to take advantage of the moment when Yan Wuming's yin god was fully engaged in his secret technique. He promptly used the Diao Jie Fuhao, hoping to defeat Yan Wuming and obliterate his essence in one strike.
Unfortunately, Yan Wuming was incredibly quick to react. As soon as he felt the invisible divine power of the Diao Jie Fuhao sweep over him, he immediately retreated back into his corporeal form, allowing Chen Yun to miss his chance for a decisive strike.
Chen Yun couldn't help but feel regretful internally. The Diao Jie Fuhao was his ultimate weapon, yet he failed to kill Yan Wuming with it. It seemed that the prospect of killing Yan Wuming now appeared much less likely.
However, having come here with the determination to die, he naturally had no fear in his actions.
Yan Wuming was somewhat angry and embarrassed, biting his teeth at Chen Yun and saying, "Although you have secretly injured my yin spirit, with your meager cultivation, how can you hope to defeat me? I will immediately use my great magic to crush you into dust!"
Just as he finished speaking, the dark qi around his body surged once again.
A powerful pressure burst forth from Yan Wuming's body!
However, Chen Yun suddenly interrupted, "Yan Wuming, wait!"
Yan Wuming, who was gathering power, paused and furrowed his brow, "What are you planning to do?"
Chen Yun pointed to Du Guangting, the Bag Monk, and the many monks and Taoists who had been poisoned by the charm, "If I were to fight with you, it might hurt these fellow cultivators..."
Du Guangting and the Bag Monk couldn't help but express their gratitude with a look of appreciation.
Considering their safety at a time of life-or-death battle, how could one not be filled with gratitude towards Chen Yun?
Unfortunately, before Chen Yun could finish his sentence, Yan Wuming coldly interrupted with a laugh, "What if I hurt them?"
Du Guangting and the Bag Monk sighed inwardly.
Indeed, what if I hurt them?
Yan Wuming seemed to have no obligation to care about their lives or deaths.
Indeed, Du Guangting and the Bag Monk, who are severely injured and unable to fight, are truly at the mercy of others.
They felt a bit melancholic.
If it weren't for the 200,000 people in Liuxi City, with either of them, their cultivation would be enough to decapitate Yan Wuming on the spot.
Indeed, they feel extremely humiliated that they have to rely on an average cultivator of medium status like Chen Yun to save them, and there is even uncertainty whether he can do so.
Chen Yun spoke calmly, "Even though you have fought with these cultivators, it's at most a personal grudge, not a blood feud. At most, if we meet again in the future, we'll have a few battles. You won't come to their homes or summon your sect's fellow cultivators and elders. To be honest, if I were defeated and killed by you in our fight, and if in that battle you also killed them, don't you think their sect elders might come after you? Even some senior figures might become so angry that they would seek revenge on your Yinsi Sect. If you don't hurt them now, even if you kill me later, as long as you're not really slaughtering the masses, there is no reason for their sect elders to seek revenge on you. Do you think what I said makes sense?"
Yan Wuming was stunned, and Chen Yun's words were absolutely reasonable.
If he doesn't kill these people, even if he kills Chen Yun, it's at most a feud with the Daoist Temple. However, if he kills Du Guangting, the Bag Monk, and others, I'm sorry, but he will be surrounded by the prestigious Daoist Temple of Mao Shan and the Snow Putou Buddhist Temple. Moreover, this will also involve the Daoist Temple.
Doing such a thing of making enemies everywhere is extremely disadvantageous both to him personally and to his sect.
Thinking about it, Yan Wuming's face may still be fierce and tyrannical, but his tone has become somewhat relaxed. "Okay, I'll let them go for now and transport them to Liuxi City. However, if you dare to escape in the meantime, I will definitely destroy the city!"
Chen Yun said in a calm and indifferent manner, "I came here today to fight with you. I have already made up my mind to die!"
Du Guangting and the Bag Monk exchanged looks, all somewhat taken aback.
They never expected Chen Yun to be so "wise," to hit the weak spot of Yan Wuming with just a few words and allow them to successfully escape!
They have successfully saved their lives, but they are very pessimistic in their hearts.
Both Du Guangting and the Bag Monk know that Chen Yun is far inferior in strength to Yan Wuming, and if they were to confront him, the outcome would likely be grim.
They silently thought in their hearts, "We must restore our strength as soon as possible and help Chen Yun."
Both Du Guangting and the Bag Monk, who have cultivated to such a level, are certainly not foolish. They all know that Chen Yun's use of wit and strategy in allowing Yan Wuming to let them go is to gain time so that they can quickly recover their strength and subdue Yan Wuming later.
After all, Chen Yun's cultivation level is too low, and Du Guangting and the Bag Monk do not believe that a medium-level cultivator can defeat an upper-level cultivator.
The difference between an upper-level cultivator and a medium-level cultivator is an insurmountable chasm.
Even though the upper-level cultivator had expended much energy earlier and was also attacked by the Diao Jie Fuhao from the Saintly Statue of Zhong Kui, he is still not a match for a medium-level cultivator.
Indeed, that was Chen Yun's plan. When the Diao Jie Fuhao struck but failed to kill Yan Wuming, his chances of defeating him decreased to an all-time low. Therefore, he had to think carefully before taking action and try to gain as much advantage as possible for himself.
He doesn't want to die and his strength is far less than others', so he has to think hard and come up with every possible way to survive.
As a thought flashed across his mind, Chen Yun suddenly asked a strange question, "By the way, I see black gas swirling around Liuxi City. Did you set up all the flags around the city?"
Du Guangting and the Bag Monk were startled, not understanding why Chen Yun asked such a question.
Yan Wuming seemed to have guessed what was in Chen Yun's mind and said coldly with a laugh, "That's right. You understand, which is good enough. If you dare to try to escape, I will immediately activate the Qinglong Red Blood Formation. By then, the 200,000 people in Liuxi City will surely have nowhere to be buried!"
Only regretfully, Yan Wuming guessed wrong.
Chen Yun's mind was not what Yan Wuming thought it was.
Chen Yun's eyes flickered slightly and he laughed, "I will not run away."
Good, the Qinglong Red Blood Formation cannot be used for battle. I will definitely be able to drag it out until Du Guangting and the Bag Monk recover, and then we'll join forces to deal with this dog!
(Chapter ends)
