Many cultivators were simultaneously shocked.
It's truly hard to believe that even Chen Yun can't be affected by a treasure that Changle Second Uncle can easily subdue.
As the conveyer of the Liusan Hall, Second Uncle Chang is a true immortal, even though his true strength is not comparable to that of a person immortal. However, he has at least cultivated an immortal body, which is stronger than ordinary fleshless immortals and even comparable to ordinary ghost immortals.
Naturally, no one would think that the previously subdued Second Uncle Chang was weak in strength.
The reason he performed poorly just now is entirely because he was suppressed by the artifact.
The Jurchen military camp.
"Mr. Chen is truly worthy of his name!"
"Really impressive! How can it be ignored by Wu'erge's artifact?"
"His reputation is well deserved, Mr. Chen indeed lives up to his name!"
A group of cultivators praised endlessly.
Yelv Honggu and Yelv Chazhe, along with other soldiers and soldiers, also appeared to be filled with excitement.
Mr. Chen Yun's strength is something that many people have already known.
Otherwise, it would not have been possible for him to gain such a significant reputation.
Just his strength to this extent is truly something that no one would have expected.
...
On the battlefield.
With a calm face, Chen Yun looked at Wu'erge and said slowly, "Since your artifact is ineffective to me, would you like to come with me for a trip?"
Wu'erge's face changed color, and with a loud shout of "Don't think of it," he transformed into a beam of moonlight, escaping the battlefield.
"Want to run?"
Chen Yun snorted coldly, "Where do you think you can run to?"
Upon speaking, a golden light burst from his body, transforming him into a gigantic golden hand that fiercely reached out and grasped forward.
"Ah!"
Wu'erge screamed in horror, directly caught by the giant golden hand and held in his palm, unable to move an inch!
Now Wu'erge truly understood the extent of Chen Yun's extraordinary power.
As the master of the early stage, he could easily destroy an area of a few thousands of miles in diameter.
Yet in the presence of Chen Yun, even escaping was impossible.
It can be imagined just how powerful the opponent is.
Wu'erge was afraid that he would be killed after being captured, and he panicked, shouting, "Darma Teacher! Hezhe High Priest! If we don't help you now, when will we?"
Darma and Hezhe have a million hearts that don't want to make a move.
Now, with Wu'erge about to be captured, there's no way they can refrain from making a move.
Otherwise, it would definitely be considered that Tibetan Buddhism and the natural shamanism Tungusic fear Chen Yun.
Darma said nothing, his whole body was filled with Buddha light, and a large Rúlái Mítuo was condensed again behind him.
Hezhe knew that Chen Yun was formidable and also brought out his most powerful skills.
He let out a loud roar and with a whoosh, his whole body was engulfed in blazing flames.
For a moment, Hezhe seemed to have become a human of fire.
Not only that, initially the fire man was only as tall as a person, but as the wind blew, it grew in height, instantly becoming several hundred zhang tall.
Instantly, a giant formed entirely of pure flames appeared in the sky.
The scorching hot wave swept around instantly, setting fire to all visible plants and trees nearby.
Even the earth softened at this moment, as if it could be melted by the flames at any time!
Turning into a fire spirit, Hezhe shouted loudly, "Mr. Chen Po, quickly release the Urigu Priest, otherwise don't blame me for being heartless!"
Chen Yun completely ignored Hezhe and continued to hold Wu'erge with the golden giant hand.
He turned to Chang Eryu and said lightly, "These two late-stage master of the Great Vehicle are not worth me to make a move, you can handle them yourself."
Chang Eryu had been holding back his anger since he almost fell under the control of the soul-absorbing rod just now.
Now, seeing Chen Yun "shaking the head," he was incensed.
He immediately smiled coldly, "Huh, thank you, Mr. Chen."
Just as he finished speaking, Chang Eryu's whole body burst with clear light and soared into the sky.
Chen Yun didn't even glance at the battlefield; he simply used the golden giant hand formed by his elixir gas to pull Wu'erge back.
Teng Li Priest and Yi Nuo Master saw Chang Eryu about to make a move and feared being affected, so they followed Chen Yun back to the encampment.
A moment later, the three had already arrived at the front of the encampment.
Chen Yun ruthlessly threw Wu'erge to the ground.
In an instant, several cultivators rushed forward and held down Wu'erge, using artifacts to pierce his collarbones, preventing him from using any further force.
Yet in just that brief moment, the blue light surging from Chang Eryu had completely enveloped the fire spirit formed by Hezhe and the illusion of the great Sun Buddha condensed by Master Damu.
It's worth noting that Hezhe and Master Damu are late-stage master of the Great Vehicle.
Even together, they were easily suppressed.
It can be imagined just how powerful the true strength of Chang Eryu, this immortal, truly is.
Nevertheless, the cultivators on the Jurchen army side looked regretful.
"Ah!"
"Oh! I had thought I could witness Mr. Chen demonstrating his great arts, but who would have thought that the cultivators on the other side were so easily defeated."
"Yes, how can they challenge Mr. Chen when even Darma and Hezhe can't defeat Chang Eryu?"
A group of cultivators were deeply regretful.
It's a pity that they were able to see Mr. Chen, who is famous throughout the heavens, but couldn't witness him displaying more of his great arts.
This made the cultivators on the Jurchen army side all seem a bit regretful.
Just as the crowd was lamenting, Chang Eryu unleashed a divine attack, using his blue light to extinguish the flames on Hezhe's body and another blue light resembling a giant python surged towards Darma. It seemed that he would capture the enemy in the next moment.
Suddenly, just as Chen Yun had returned to his camp, his gaze shifted, looking towards the city wall across from him.
He felt a violent "qì" fluctuation from over there, as if something powerful was about to arrive.
...
Xiazhou City, on the city wall.
A group of cultivators were staring in amazement, speechless for a moment.
Li Renfu, although not understanding the gap in cultivating achievements between the scholars, knew.
But he knew about the immortal, Chang Eryu.
Looking at Chen Yun's performance now, he felt that it far surpassed Chang Eryu's.
He immediately took a deep breath and turned his head to ask, "Sister Daoist, do you have the ability to subdue this person?"
The one addressed as "Sister Daoist" was a middle-aged woman who was married.
She was dressed in ordinary clothes like a common household matriarch.
However, she had a long bell hanging around her waist and held a pair of snare drums, clearly indicating that she was a shaman who could summon spirits.
Indeed, she was a "one-spirit" who could invite the great deities, often serving as a carrier for the divine presence.
By the middle-aged woman's side, there was a strong and sturdy young man.
He was covered with various spells and talismans, and he belonged to the category of "two-spirit," typically involved in communication with deities or immortal beings.
The middle-aged woman said with a serious expression, "If it were only Chang Eryu, I might have a chance to win in sheer strength. But if they join forces, even if I summon the deity onto me, I may not be able to withstand them."
Li Renfu was getting anxious, "Urugge sacrifices are about to be defeated, please help us, Lady Immortal."
The middle-aged woman took a deep breath and firmly declared, "Let's move!"
Immediately, a group of people brought a portable table.
On the table were arranged candles, incense sticks, paper horses, and wine.
The others scattered.
The middle-aged woman and the sturdy young man, with a tense, mysterious, and serious attitude, picked up the drum and rotated the burning yellow paper on its surface. They drank a big gulp of wine, spraying and roasting it onto the drum while beating it. The eight copper coins hanging from the drum were shaking loudly as they swung back and forth.
Afterwards, the middle-aged woman held the drum and drank wine, spraying it three times into the void while hitting a tight rhythm of short points and spinning in place.
Turning back, the middle-aged woman lit the candles on the altar, offered incense, and after a series of "three bows and nine kowtows," tied the "sacred skirt" around her waist. She then placed both hands on her hips against the altar, closed her eyes in anticipation of the immortal spirit coming to "possess" her body.
At this time, the sturdy young man began to summon the spirits.
Seeing him not hurrying nor hesitating, he rhythmically beat the drum, sometimes tight and sometimes loose, playing single strokes and flower points.
Dancing in time with the rhythm, he moved forward and backward, left and right, advancing and retreating.
After jumping around a bit, the sturdy young man began to sing:
"Ah……I took up the Wenyang drum in my left hand, round and round oh……"
...
The entire sky and earth shook.
A deep, ancient, and rugged voice resounded from the city wall of Xiazhou City.
"Liuli wood ring, sheepskin laced."
"Three strings horizontally and four vertically, a total of eight."
A strange shout from a young man echoed.
At the same time, the sound of drums and bells began to resound.
"Something's wrong!"
"Someone's dancing the great god dance!"
The faces of the cultivators on the Jurchen army side changed.
Even Chang Eryu, who was about to subdue Darma, changed his expression at that moment.
Although Chang Eryu, as an immortal, is inherently the object of "invoking the deity," the great god dance and the horse spirit are two similar yet distinct practices.
The great god dance and the horse spirit are both practices of the Shaman.
"Outing Horse Spirit" means that the spirits of the horse spirit are sent to help you handle affairs."
Only the immortals in the hall can take on the form of a horse spirit.
The immortals in the hall will not let the creditors bind the horse spirit.
Most of the deities summoned by the great god dance are "creditors", and then the "two-spirit" of the great god dance will handle and settle affairs through negotiation.
The deities summoned in this way are often wild spirits or demons and monsters with extremely strong power.
As long as the physical body of the big god is strong enough, it can almost use all the power of the "god."
Of course, as the saying goes, it's easy to invite a deity, but hard to send it away.
After the great god dance is over, it is very troublesome to send the deity away.
In general, it is necessary to be "extorted" by the deity or to send it away with extreme means, such as self-mutilation.
Chang Eryu's change of color was due to the fact that the other party dared to summon a deity in front of him, implying that the deity summoned would be stronger!
As expected, the great god dance reached its final verses.
At this time, a loud, unhuman voice of a middle-aged woman rang out: "I am here to live and stay here, I have practiced at the Tai Gong Wharf……"
The sturdy young man's voice rang out again, "The gourd flower blooms white, who is the great immortal coming down from the mountain?"
The middle-aged woman... or rather, the deity that had been summoned, replied, "My title is Hu Laoxian!"
Bang, a thunderous roar echoed.
A massive red spiritual pillar shot out from within the walls of Xiazhou City, surging up to the heavens, spreading out and dyeing the entire sky in a deep crimson blood-red!
The terrifying and oppressive aura spread out, making the entire world silent in an instant.
A monk on the Jurchen army side panicked and exclaimed, "It's an evil god! The deity summoned on the other side is a tiger spirit that has achieved enlightenment, a god that can match the power of ghosts and immortals. Chang Eryu is no match for it!"
As he finished speaking, a flash of blood-red light suddenly swept over the city wall.
This blood-red flash disappeared in an instant.
In the next moment, Chang Eryu, who had suppressed Darma and Hezhe, a master of the Great Vehicle stage, was caught off guard and crashed backward with a heavy groan.
Chen Yun only saw Chang Eryu being shot back at high speed, spitting blood from his mouth in mid-air, clearly attacked by surprise.
Despite the fact that it was a surprise attack, the cultivators present were still shocked in unison.
After all, Chang Eryu was easily suppressing two masters of the Great Vehicle stage, and he was unable to fully display his power.
Now, how could he not withstand a single attack from the wild spirit atop the deity across from him?
This is evident that the wild god called "Hu Laoxian" is incredibly powerful!
However, just as everyone was stunned into a daze, an even more shocking scene unfolded.
On the side of the Jurchen army, they only felt a flash of golden light, and then the blood-red glow that had just successfully attacked Chang Eryu was as if it had been struck by something powerful, crashing down heavily to the ground and creating a huge hole in the earth.
At this very moment, Chen Yun's voice rang out calmly, "Demonic spirits dare to call themselves gods?"
(Chapter ends)
