Chapter Thirty-Two: The Stone Dragon Travels the Earth

  The wolf ancestor's order was lifted, and in an instant, the battlefield seemed to have a sign of reversal.

  The wolf demon of Hei Mu Shan was now fully revived and launched a desperate counterattack, while Meng Xuan's side was affected in both morale and combat effectiveness, barely able to hold on with almost no power to fight back. Even the masters who had fought against the top ten elders of Hei Mu Shan felt immense pressure, General Liu was already at a disadvantage in his one-on-one battle, and Water Moon Niang and Xiao Fenghe, Leng Daoshi and the masked old man with the sword were also gradually losing their upper hand, seemingly about to be turned around.

  It was also at this moment that Meng Xuan suddenly felt a chill in his heart and looked up towards the high sky.

  That Wolf Ancestor Token actually made him feel a sense of extreme familiarity, as if the power emanating from the token was from the same source as his Great Sickness Technique. And when he looked up at the sky, the token in his arms began to heat up, it was the Great Sickness Token that the old man had given him. Faintly, he actually felt a sense of joy coming from the Great Sickness Token.

  "What's going on here?"

  Lian Mengxuan himself was also confused about what had happened. After the disease was transmitted to his hands, it only had the effect of taking away the patient's spirit and soul. Apart from that, it was just an ordinary token, and such a strange phenomenon had never appeared before.

  "If I can be of some help, then it won't be a wasted trip for me today..."

  At the time when Meng Xuan was puzzled and couldn't figure it out, Master Chengdeng suddenly said a sentence in a low voice, sat down cross-legged, and began to recite scriptures.

  "Hmm..."

  In the midst of the battle, a brilliant light suddenly burst forth from Master Ch'eng's Tianling Gai, and transformed into a majestic Buddha sitting in mid-air. The chanting voice emanating from his mouth was transmitted through the Buddha's mouth, instantly spreading across the entire battlefield.

  The Great Buddha and the wolf ancestor Leng Hua transformed into a demon wolf, staring at each other. One thought of evil magic spells, one sound of Buddhist chanting.

  At this moment, the influence of those evil words was actually offset.

  Four Image City elite soldiers, Jian Lou disciples, Qing Qiu Ridge Fox Girl, combat power restored, start to reverse the battle situation again.

  Meng Xuan was stunned, and he couldn't help but be amazed that the monk had such incredible abilities.

  These top-notch masters in the Four Symbol Cities, although they are not from the Immortal Gate, have extraordinary means.

  "Hurry up and end this, Wolf Ancestor's command has contained the power of a thousand years of faith in Hei Mu Shan... I also can't hold on for much longer..."

  Chengdeng Dashi informed Shuimoye Niangniang and Leng Dashi through divine thought.

  "Good!"

  Many masters shouted in unison, their strength fully unleashed, stirring up true flames.

  "Heavenly flames fall in disarray, and the demonic clouds dissipate..."

  Xiao Fenghe let out a loud roar, pinched his fingers together in a gesture, and the sky was once again filled with countless fireballs.

  That dark cloud was already unable to hold on under the pincer attack of Huo Yue and Shui Yue's Mirror Flower Water Moon magic, and was only struggling in its death throes. Now that it had suffered this wave of attacks, the three elders who were casting the spell all spat out fresh blood and fell to the ground with a thud. With their vital energy scattered, the dark cloud lost its source and immediately dissipated under Huo Yue's attack. The battle was over, and Hei Mu Shan was defeated.

  "I'll use all my might to cast the spell, and I also ask Fox Immortal Maiden to correct me..."

  Hei Mù Shān was defeated, but Xiāo Fén Hé showed no signs of stopping, instead letting out a low growl, his killing intent chilling.

  "Alright, sir, rest assured!"

  Shuǐ Yuè Niáng Niáng dā yīng.

  Translation: Shui Yue agreed.

  Rumble...

  More fireballs fell from high above, like one giant shell after another, pounding the battlefield.

  At this time, Xiao Yan had already begun to use his magic with all his might, without considering whether the fireballs were hitting his own or the enemy's troops. Everything on the battlefield was within the range of his fireball coverage. However, Shui Yue Niang also brought her Mirror Flower Water Moon technique to its peak at this moment. Every falling fireball was corrected in its direction and accurately hit the wolf demons of Hei Mu Shan.

  She and Xiao Yanhe are both rare masters of magic, and this cooperation is seamless.

  "Ah..."

  The Blackwood Mountain Wolf Demon was burned by the fireball, its skin cracked and flesh burst, and it had no intention of fighting back, beginning to retreat.

  "Go die!"

  General Liu took advantage of a fireball falling towards the three elders, affecting their morale. He suddenly let out a loud shout and charged forward on his horse, directly spearing one of the elders with his gun. Then, he pulled back his silver gun, as if it were a swimming dragon, and knocked another elder flying. The last Black Wood Mountain elder had wanted to rush up, but was intimidated by General Liu's powerful presence. He suddenly abandoned his companions and turned around to run away.

  "Where to escape?"

  Commander Liu galloped forward, his silver spear shooting out of its sheath and pinning him to the ground.

  "Haha..."

  General Liu rode his horse wildly and laughed maniacally. After a fierce battle that lasted for half a day, he finally got an opportunity to strike down his opponent.

  Outnumbered three to one, he won a complete victory, and this campaign would become his most brilliant battle.

  At this time, Leng Dashi's sword flashed out like lightning and heavily chopped off the neck of Hei Mu Shan's elder, a huge head flew up. Then his sword light didn't stop, chopping towards Hei Mu Shan's second and third elders who were already being pressed by Mian Mian Dao Ke. Those two were already unable to withstand the enemy, how could they defend against Leng Dashi's divine sword?

  "With a swish", another head flew up, and it was the three elders who were beheaded by this sword.

  The two elders were shocked and wanted to escape, but they were cut in half by the masked swordsman with one knife.

  "Haha..."

  Leng Daishi burst out laughing, he finally got two heads, without weakening his Sword Pavilion's prestige.

  "Hmmph!"

  The masked swordsman was somewhat displeased, after a bitter fight for half a day, he naturally did not want to be robbed of his merit.

  He thought for a moment and decided that since he was there to repay a debt of gratitude anyway, and was fighting incognito, it didn't matter.

  According to his temperament, if he were to take action with his true identity, he would definitely not let Leng Daoshi steal the credit.

  "How dare you..."

  The wolf king saw the death of many elders and the injury of others, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and burst into furious action.

  With this loud shout, his body suddenly transformed into a thick black smoke, like the Yellow River bursting its banks, and rushed towards the entire battlefield.

  Rumble...

  It was as if an earthquake had occurred, and the entire mountain range was shaken. Those who were not prepared directly fell to the ground and couldn't even stand steadily.

  The black smoke emitted by the wolf master, each thread seems as heavy as a mountain, can capsize mountains.

  "It's your turn now, Shi Jian..."

  Meng Xuan bowed to the last masked old man who had not made a move and said in a low voice.

  "I've been waiting for quite some time now..."

  The old man with a covered face said something lightly and took a step forward as if he was going out for a stroll.

  Rumble...

  The ground suddenly transmitted a dull vibration, and then the soil layer cracked open, and a stone dragon actually drilled out from underground. The old man with a covered face was standing on the head of the stone dragon. Then the stone dragon plunged forward, carrying him as he swam forward. Wherever it passed, the earth split, mountains collapsed, and in front of him, the ground seemed to have become water, arbitrarily dividing and splitting, easier than cutting tofu.

  "Riding a stone dragon, roaming the vast land... Could it be that person?"

  Leng Daoshi was stunned for a moment, extremely shocked in his heart.

  He had long known that the last masked man to make a move was not ordinary, although his true energy was introverted, and his actual strength was the strongest among the three masked old men, but it wasn't until he saw him take action that he realized his greatness, which was beyond his own imagination.

  Moreover, the masked old man's moves reminded him of someone who was a generation higher than him and had not appeared in the Jianghu for nearly a hundred years. Many people had already forgotten this person.

  "You've finally made your move..."

  The wolf master let out a loud howl, and the black smoke suddenly gathered in one place, transforming into a giant running wolf, as big as a mountain peak. With each step it took, the ground shook violently, ferociously pouncing towards the masked old man on top of the stone dragon.

  The Wolf King was not one of those big BOSSes with zero IQ that appeared in Meng Xuan's previous life, who would only take action after his subordinates had been killed. He had not taken action earlier because he was locked down by the aura of the last masked old man, knowing that if he took action, the masked old man would also take action. However, he couldn't gauge the strength of the masked old man, so he was hesitant.

  "Boom..."

  The stone dragon and the black wolf collided in one place, as if the sky was exploding, with flying debris and rolling black smoke.

  The ground was affected by this huge power, and a crack appeared, one after another, with magma rushing out.

  "Quickly leave the battlefield..."

  Commander Liu shouted loudly and withdrew all the elite soldiers who were fighting in the arena, so they wouldn't be affected.

  "Hurry up..."

  Under the cover of Cold Master, General Liu and Masked Swordsman, the elite soldiers of Sicheng City, as well as the disciples of Jianlu and Qingqiu Ridge Fox Girl, all safely retreated from this battlefield. However, some lucky surviving wolf demons were not so fortunate. The battlefield where two great masters clashed had become a land of no return, and even a slight exposure of their powers would be enough to cost them their lives on the spot.