anovelconsole Chapter 672 War God Axe!
Chapter 672 War God Axe!
"Haha, junior disciple, please rise quickly!"
Zhao Gongming quickly stepped forward and helped Yang Jian up, his smile even brighter than when he himself had broken through to a higher level.
"We're family, no need for such formalities! I'm so happy for you that you've successfully broken through!"
He looked Yang Jian up and down, becoming more and more satisfied with him.
Great Golden Immortal!
Moreover, he was a Grand Luo Golden Immortal with an incredibly strong foundation!
With that kind of aura, even three or five ordinary early-stage Grand Luo Golden Immortals probably couldn't get close to him.
By simply giving away a ginseng fruit, I've forged a bond with this incredibly promising junior disciple. What a profitable deal!
Yang Jian felt a warmth in his heart as he sensed Zhao Gongming's sincerity.
He knew that the other party was doing it out of respect for his master, Niu Ben, but the genuine joy and enthusiasm made him feel a sincere sense of closeness to this senior disciple.
"If it weren't for my uncle's generous gift of the fruit, I don't know how long I would have to wait to break through," Yang Jian said sincerely.
"Hey, we're all brothers, don't be so formal!" Zhao Gongming waved his hand dismissively.
The two sat down again, and the atmosphere became even more lively than before.
Zhao Gongming personally poured Yang Jian a cup of immortal tea and asked curiously, "By the way, nephew, now that you are a Great Luo Golden Immortal with a stable cultivation, what are your plans next? Where do you intend to go for training?"
He asked casually, after all, Yang Jian had just said that he was sent into the world to cultivate by his master and had no specific destination.
Yang Jian picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and a resolute glint flashed in his eyes.
"To be honest, my next step is to head to Buzhou Mountain."
"Mount Buzhou?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Gongming paused slightly, his hand holding the teacup pausing abruptly, and the smile on his face faded, becoming somewhat solemn.
"Nephew, that place is no benevolent place."
He frowned and said, "Since the great calamity of the Lich King, when Gonggong angrily struck Buzhou Mountain, causing the pillar of heaven to break, that place became one of the most malevolent and dangerous places in the primordial world."
"The oppressive aura formed from the spine of the Great God Pangu, mixed with the malevolent energy and resentment accumulated by the Wu and Yao races over millions of years, has created a deadly place. Let alone ordinary immortals, even a Great Luo Golden Immortal could be trapped there and, if not careful, have his Dao heart eroded by the endless malevolent energy, ending up dead and dissipated."
Zhao Gongming looked at Yang Jian and earnestly advised, "You've just broken through, and your cultivation level isn't stable yet. It's best not to go to such dangerous places. The Three Realms are vast, with countless blessed lands and grotto-heavens. Where can't you cultivate?"
Yang Jian knew he meant well and was grateful, but he still shook his head.
"Thank you for your concern, Uncle-Master, but I have no choice but to go to Buzhou Mountain."
He didn't mention that his cultivation of the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique required the Pangu's oppressive power and boundless baleful energy there to temper his physical body; he simply said, "Nephew went there to find something."
"Looking for something?" Zhao Gongming was even more curious. "What treasures could there be in such a desolate and barren place?"
Yang Jian paused for a moment, then finally decided to tell him the truth.
Firstly, Zhao Gongming is a reliable person; secondly, he is knowledgeable and experienced, and might be able to offer some guidance.
"Does Uncle-Master know that my nephew's mother is the younger sister of the Heavenly Emperor Haotian, the Fairy Yaoji?"
"Hmm?" Zhao Gongming was taken aback. He had heard about this matter before, as it had caused quite a stir back then.
"Because of her union with a mortal, which violated the heavenly laws, my mother was personally imprisoned under Peach Mountain by my uncle." Yang Jian's voice became somewhat low, suppressing a cold rage within it.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Gongming suddenly realized what was going on, and his gaze toward Yang Jian carried a hint of sympathy and understanding.
He split the mountain to save his mother!
No wonder Niu Ben's disciple went against the Heavenly Court as soon as he left the mountain.
Anyone would have blown it up!
"That Peach Mountain is protected by Heavenly Court restrictions, and even more so by a seal personally laid down by Haotian. To break through it would be as difficult as ascending to heaven," Zhao Gongming pondered. "Ordinary innate spiritual treasures would probably be ineffective. Nephew, are you planning to go to Buzhou Mountain to find a suitable divine weapon?"
"Exactly." Yang Jian nodded.
Zhao Gongming frowned, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, as if he were pondering something.
Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his eyes lit up!
"Got it!"
He slapped his thigh, looking at Yang Jian with some excitement: "Nephew, you've really come to the right place by going to Buzhou Mountain!"
"Oh?" Yang Jian's spirits lifted. "Please enlighten me, Uncle-Master."
"If you want to split the mountain to save your mother and break the Heavenly Court's restrictions, you do need a supreme weapon. And there is a divine weapon that is practically tailor-made for you!" Zhao Gongming's breathing became somewhat rapid.
"That divine weapon is called the 'War God Axe'!"
"The War God Axe?" Yang Jian repeated the name, a look of doubt in his eyes.
He had never heard of this name before.
"Haha, it's normal that you haven't heard of it. After all, it's something from the ancient era of witches and demons," Zhao Gongming explained.
"Nephew, do you know that in the ancient Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan, there was once an unparalleled and powerful figure, the Great Witch of the Witch Clan, named Xing Tian?"
Yang Jian nodded.
Xing Tian, that's a name that resonates far and wide.
Xing Tian wields his axe and shield, his fierce spirit undiminished. He was a peerless warrior who dared to confront the Demon Emperor Di Jun head-on, and even after having his head severed, he still used his nipples as eyes and his navel as a mouth, continuing to fight while wielding his axe and shield!
"That War God Axe is the weapon of the Great Witch Xing Tian!" Zhao Gongming's eyes gleamed with longing.
"That is an acquired supreme weapon of destruction, forged from boundless baleful energy and the essence of Geng metal! Its power is in no way inferior to some top-tier innate spiritual treasures! Most importantly, this axe is naturally endowed with the divine ability to break through all formations and restrictions!"
"Back then, Xing Tian relied on this axe to hack his way from the Southern Heavenly Gate to the Lingxiao Palace. The demon race's protective array was as fragile as paper in front of him! If it weren't for Di Jun joining forces with Donghuang Taiyi, using the power of the Hetu Luoshu and the Chaos Bell to barely suppress him, the demon race's Heavenly Court back then would probably have been overturned by him alone!"
Yang Jian was deeply moved by what he heard.
Break through all formations and restrictions!
Isn't this exactly what I need right now?
"Does Martial Uncle mean that the War God Axe is located at Buzhou Mountain?" Yang Jian asked excitedly.
"Not bad!" Zhao Gongming nodded heavily.
"Although Xing Tian's head was severed by Di Jun, his headless body remained fierce and invincible, his fighting spirit undiminished. Di Jun could not completely kill him, and in the end, he could only seal his corpse, along with the War God Axe, at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, suppressing him for eternity with the might of Pangu!"
"So many years have passed, the sealing power must have weakened considerably. Nephew, you possess the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique, share the same origin as the Witch Clan, and have cultivated to the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal. If you can find the place where Xing Tian sealed the weapon, you will very likely gain the approval of that War God Axe!"
Zhao Gongming looked at Yang Jian with burning eyes: "With the War God Axe in hand, what are the mere restrictions of Peach Mountain worth!"
"Thank you so much for your guidance, Uncle!"
Yang Jian suddenly stood up and bowed deeply to Zhao Gongming once again.
This bow was more solemn than any before.
The information Zhao Gongming gave him was even more valuable than the ginseng fruit!
This is like giving him a key that can break through the cage and rescue his mother!
"Hey, get up, get up!" This time, Zhao Gongming didn't help him up again, but accepted the bow calmly. Then he smiled and helped him up, saying, "I'm happy to be able to help my nephew."
With his objective clear, Yang Jian didn't delay any longer.
He now wishes he could fly to Buzhou Mountain immediately.
"Uncle-Master, I am deeply grateful. I will remember your kindness today. I have important matters to attend to, so I will not stay any longer."
"Alright!" Zhao Gongming knew he was anxious and didn't try to stop him. "Nephew, be careful in everything. If you encounter any trouble at Buzhou Mountain, send me a message immediately, and your uncle will be there right away!"
"Thank you, Uncle-Master."
Yang Jian clasped his hands in a salute once more, then turned around, transformed into a golden light, and swiftly rushed out of Luofu Cave, disappearing into the horizon.
Zhao Gongming stood at the cave entrance, gazing in the direction Yang Jian had left, stroking his beard and smiling.
Niu Ben's disciple split the mountain to rescue his mother, wielding the Xing Tian Battle Axe...
He seemed to already see that the Three Realms were about to be engulfed in a cataclysmic storm.
And he, quite honorably, became one of the driving forces behind this storm.
This feeling is actually pretty good.
After leaving Mount Emei, Yang Jian felt a burning passion in his heart.
The cultivation level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, and clues about the War God Axe.
All of this made him feel that the day he could rescue his mother was no longer far away.
He pushed his speed to the limit, transforming into a golden rainbow that tore through the sky, rushing straight towards the center of the primordial continent, towards the broken pillar of heaven—Mount Buzhou.
However, he had only been flying for half a day.
hum-
Without warning, the sky ahead lit up with a dazzling golden light.
The melodious music was filled with a chilling, murderous aura.
Large swaths of auspicious clouds gathered from all directions, forming a solemn and imposing formation.
Yang Jian's figure suddenly stopped, hovering in mid-air.
He raised his head, his gaze coldly fixed ahead.
Amidst the golden auspicious clouds, squads of celestial soldiers and generals, clad in golden armor and wielding divine weapons, emerged from the void in orderly formation.
Banners fluttered, and spears and halberds stood like a forest.
A majestic and icy aura belonging to the Heavenly Court instantly enveloped the sky, which stretched for tens of thousands of miles.
At a glance, there are at least 100,000 heavenly soldiers!
Before those 100,000 heavenly soldiers, a magnificent chariot pulled by four true dragons stood in a circle.
Standing atop the chariot was a burly general with a dignified face, clad in purple-gold divine armor.
He held a halberd, his body was surrounded by the laws of the Great Luo, and his aura was as deep as the sea. He was actually a powerful expert at the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm!
"People from Heaven?"
Yang Jian's brows furrowed instantly.
How did they end up here? And why did they make such a big fuss?
Could it be that the commotion I made while breaking through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm on Mount Emei alerted them?
That's a really fast reaction, isn't it?
The divine general, at the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, fixed his gaze on Yang Jian with lightning speed.
He drove the dragon chariot forward, taking a step forward, his voice booming like a bell, echoing through the sky.
"Who dares to trespass so recklessly in the territory patrolled by my Heavenly Court! Stop immediately and state your name!"
His voice was filled with an air of superior authority and an unquestionable domineering presence.
Yang Jian sneered.
Where does the Heavenly Court patrol its territory?
When did the entire Three Realms become your Heavenly Court's territory?
What a boastful tone!
He held a three-pointed, double-edged sword, pointing it at the divine general from afar, his voice equally cold.
"I am Yang Jian, a disciple of Niu Ben of the Human Sect!"
"Where I go is none of your business, Heavenly Court!"
"Yang Jian?"
Upon hearing the name, the general feigned surprise at first, then his eyes flashed with terrifying killing intent, as if he had heard some heinous crime.
"So it was you, you traitor!"
He abruptly stopped his halberd, pointing it directly at Yang Jian, and roared angrily, "Yang Jian! You are the son of Yao Ji, a sinful immortal of the Heavenly Court, burdened with sins, yet instead of repenting, you injured a messenger from the Heavenly Court, showing utter contempt for the might of Heaven!"
"His Majesty is merciful, and considering the difficulty of your cultivation, he intended to give you a chance to repent! But you are ungrateful and have run away in all directions!"
"Now that you've walked right into my trap, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"Someone come here!"
The god suddenly waved his hand.
"Set up an inescapable net! Today, we will capture this traitor, bring him to justice, and bring him to the execution platform for a public execution!"
"yes!"
One hundred thousand heavenly soldiers responded with a thunderous roar!
Golden nets flew from their hands, intertwining in the sky and instantly transforming into a boundless giant net covering the entire firmament, shimmering with law runes, which descended upon Yang Jian!
The entire process was smooth and seamless, clearly having been rehearsed countless times.
Looking at this scene, Yang Jian felt a growing murderous intent in his heart.
He was just worried about not finding a reason to start a war with the Heavenly Court, but unexpectedly, they delivered themselves to his doorstep.
it is good!very good!
Today, I'll use you heavenly soldiers and generals to test the mettle of this Great Luo Golden Immortal!
The magical power within his body began to surge wildly, and the three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand emitted a humming sound, yearning to drink blood.
However, just as he was about to take action and tear apart this so-called inescapable net, along with the 100,000 heavenly soldiers, he was about to act.
His movements suddenly stopped.
Because he clearly saw that the general opposite him, who had a murderous look on his face and seemed to want to devour him alive, winked at him very subtly as he gave the order.
That look, though fleeting, was all too clear in its meaning.
That wasn't murderous intent, nor was it anger.
Or is it a... signal?
A look that seemed to say, "Hey bro, let's play along."
Yang Jian's mind went through a hundred and eighty turns in an instant.
A thought flashed through his mind like lightning.
He remembered what his master, Niu Ben, had told him before he left the mountain.
"Your uncle Haotian is no pushover either. He was tricked by the Sage and has been a puppet emperor for so many years. He's been holding back his anger for a long time."
"This time, I caused a scene in Heaven, which served as a wake-up call for him. Now, he wants to overturn the table."
"However, he can't do it himself. So, he needs a knife, a knife that can legitimately stir up trouble in the Three Realms, attract everyone's attention, and preferably drag those two bald monks from the Western Sect into the mess as well."