"Here we are, at this place!"
Guo Xiu spread out the map, glanced at the surrounding terrain, and then said, "This mountain is easy to defend but hard to attack. The mountain is extremely steep, so thereâs no need to fight head-on. We will set an ambush here and lure that Mountain God out."
At his command, everyone busied themselves.
They did not enter the dense forest but instead arranged their formation on the open ground outside, with shielded spearmen at the front, gunners at the back, and a mountain assault cannon hidden in the middle.
The old Daoist who had spoken earlier stepped forward to set up a magic platform, splashed black dog blood, and took out an Eight Trigrams Mirror, inverting it and spinning it toward the mountain top.
These actions were quite particular.
Black dog blood broke evil and could equally stain the surrounding earthâs energy.
Using the Eight Trigrams Mirror, they reflected a light that formed a killing aura.
Its damage was average, but the provocation was strong.
This was a technique they had summarized over years, whether there were old spirit monsters or a Mountain God in the mountain, they would be provoked into appearing, and then they would destroy its body with firearms and cannons before using spells to extinguish its soul.
However, after a long time of busy work, there was no movement on the mountain.
"Already gone?"
"Impossible. The Mountain God is one with the earthâs energy. Unless in mortal danger, it would not leave easily."
"That Black Scale Young Master is mad, but his senses cannot be wrong."
Guo Xiu shook his head slightly, then looked towards the sky, "This delay till nightfall is unfavorable for us. Who will go up and lead that Mountain God out?"
He was not a fool, having noticed the dissatisfaction among the group.
On a normal day, he would simply give orders directly, but now he had no choice but to appear as though he was speaking amiably.
"Iâll go."
A silent man came out.
He was not tall, burly in build, dressed like a mountain woodcutter, but carrying a longsword in his hand.
When Guo Xiu saw this, his face immediately lit up with a smile, "With Wu the righteous on this task, success is certain."
The man nodded, as if reluctant to waste words with him. He took out a Yellow Silk Armor from his chest, tied it to his leg, and lowly shouted, "One step, one hundred steps, the ground contracts. Mountains level, waters dry, I ask the Three Mountain and Nine Lords swiftly, like a binding decree, capture!"
Whoosh~
As soon as the words fell, a strong wind suddenly blew around.
He leaped forward in just a few steps, actually jumping onto the treetops of the dense forest, galloping as if over a forest sea, quickly disappearing into the thick fog.
The old Daoist setting up the altar couldnât help but praise, "Truly from Emei, Wu Daoistâs Divine Movement Technique is extraordinary."
"Hmph! What good is it?"
The man dressed as a peddler earlier sneered, "So what if itâs from the Mystical Sectâs orthodox school, isnât it still a stray dog today?"
"Let me have a look, donât let that guy run away!"
With that, he simultaneously pinched a Yang Jue with both hands, swiped it across his forehead, and his unusually protruding eyes actually emitted a mysterious green light as if he could see through the forest and view the mountainâs scene.
"Hiss, somethingâs off!"
"What is it?"
"Thereâs someone on the mountain!"
...
On the cliff slope, Li Yan also opened his eyes.
He withdrew the spell, causing the Grass Spirit Paper Man in the dense forest to immediately turn to ashes.
"Those people havenât entered the forest yet, Uncle Sha, donât rush to act. I will kill the spy first and draw them into the forest!"
Turning his head to give a brief instruction, Li Yan looked towards the mountain path, and with a clanging sound, drew out the Duan Chen Blade, blocking the mountain entrance.
Quickly, a figure emerged from the thick fog, wrapped in a strong wind, coming up the mountain. Seeing him block the way, the figure hurriedly stopped.
It was the man dressed as a woodcutter earlier.
Clang!
The opponent also drew out a longsword, stepping backward into a Ding stance.
Looking at Li Yanâs strange attire, a bad premonition arose in the manâs heart, "Who are you?"
Li Yan did not answer, instead, he focused on the manâs way of wielding the sword, solemnly saying, "Holding the sword with the right hand, pinching with the left... Emei?"
"Five Flowers and Eight Leaves, I wonder which one?"
Though the man looked coarse, Li Yan saw at a glance that his skills were extraordinary, at least at the peak of Hidden Energy, and coupled with an impressive Divine Movement Skill, he was likely from the Mystical Sectâs orthodox school.
Five Flowers and Eight Leaves were the main branches of Emei.
Thereâs a saying: "One tree blooms five flowers, five flowers lift eight leaves. The bright moon of Emei shines over the pugilistic world."
This referred to the renowned Emei Sect.
"Emei?"
Being called out, the man wasnât surprised but showed a trace of resentment in his eyes, gritting his teeth, "Emei is long gone, now itâs just a bunch of evil spirits, whatâs the point of talking about it?!"
Before his words had finished, he crooked his little finger and ring finger into his palm, his thumb pressed onto his ring fingerâs tip, forming a dragon shape with two fingers, creating a special Sword Technique.
Then he suddenly inflated his chest, exhaled a puff of white breath, and with the sword technique, guided the white breath onto the longsword.
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
Immediately, the swordâs ringing was like a dragonâs roar.
Standing twenty meters away, Li Yan could feel the other personâs Sword Qi, a sharp aura coming directly at him.
"Indeed, itâs the Heavenly Gang Finger Qi Technique!"
Li Yan couldnât help but admire.
Shaolin, Wudang, and Emei were not just Mystical Sect orthodox, controlling Grotto Heaven and Blessed Lands, but also top of the pugilistic world.
The Martial Arts of these three were each distinctive.
Emei Sectâs skills bridged the gap between masculine and gentle, being both soft and firm, internal and external, long and short, with spells perfectly accompanying.
Among them, Emei Swordsmanship was renowned throughout the world, having this Martial Art called "Heavenly Gang Finger Qi Technique," which could empower the sword to slay demons and exorcise evil, break Qi and extinguish deities, and was said to be the introductory martial art for a Sword Immortal.
Seeing it in person now, Li Yanâs interest was piqued.
No sooner had he spoken than the man burst forth with Hidden Energy, switching from a Ding stance to a bow step, like an arrow suddenly released, following the sword, covering twenty meters in just two steps to thrust straight at Li Yanâs forehead.
This man clearly had no interest in sparring with Li Yan, from the start, he used a killing move.
Dragon Head Thirteen Swords!
Li Yan immediately recognized the origin of the manâs swordsmanship.
Emei Sectâs Swordsmanship was famous throughout the world, praised as: "Jade Maidenâs heart like a divine entry, one move settling the universe, the body like a startled swan weaving through willows, the sword like a soul-chaser ever adhering."
However, the Jade Maiden Heart Sword was only one among them, with many renowned sword techniques, such as Dragon Head Thirteen Swords, Phoenix Tail Thirteen Swords.
These twenty-six sword moves were all with agile steps, excelling at using speed against slowness. The Dragon Head connecting to the Phoenix Tail, each move aimed at seizing the soul.
Faced with the incoming longsword, Li Yan didnât retreat but advanced, lifting the Duan Chen Blade to directly deflect the longsword, then closed in for a palm strike.
This manâs swordsmanship was evidently stronger, though Li Yan was thrilled at the challenge, he would not show mercy.
Clang!
A clear sound, and the man felt a tremendous force with a shaking and spinning strength, almost causing him to drop his longsword.
He was shocked, finding it hard to believe.
Nothing except the fact that Li Yan was too young, appearing not even twenty, yet his power far surpassed his own.
Seeing Li Yanâs palm strike incoming, the man had a tingling feeling, as if he had been shocked, quickly retreating while turning his body, his almost losing longsword twisted downward to stab at Li Yanâs wrist.
This move was extremely clever, like a Phoenix flicking its tail.
Moreover, the man suddenly switched his left-hand Sword Technique while simultaneously shouting, "Hasten!"
The swordâs hum was like a dragonâs, with accompanying white energy howling out.
Startled, Li Yan quickly retreated.
Bang!
A dull thud was heard, leaving a hole in the ground.
And the man turned and ran.
"Stay here!"
Li Yan rushed forward in a few steps, launching the Soul-breaking Flying Blade with a whoosh.
The manâs movement technique was agile, dodging a couple of times, but seeing the flying blade trailing like a maggot on a bone, changing direction mid-air to pursue, he was mentally shaken.
"Flying sword?!"
Whoosh!
Before he could finish, the Soul-breaking Flying Blade struck his lower back, his pupils widened, and with a thud, he fell to the ground.
In the distance, Sha Lifei finally laid down the Fire God Gun in his hand, crawled out from behind a stone, and exclaimed loudly, "Brother Yan, why hold back?"
Li Yan said solemnly, "This man is from Emei, even a direct disciple. Letâs secure him first and interrogate him."
With that, he knocked the man unconscious, sealed his acupoints with copper needles, tied him tightly, and threw him behind the rock.
Just after securing the man, there was movement from below.
Outside the dense forest, the man dressed as a peddler put away the Eye Divine Power, cursing, "What kind of intelligence did the Heavenly Saint Sect provide? Thereâs someone up there, and a tough one at that. Wu Faluo has been caught."
Hearing this, Guo Xiu frowned, "Who is it?"
The peddler sneered, "Who else could it be, itâs that Li Yan who destroyed our phosphate mine. The Ghost Sect sent a bunch of people to capture him, never thought heâd be here!"
"Li Yan?"
Upon hearing the name, a trace of hatred rose in Guo Xiuâs eyes, "This brat has ruined our major undertakings several times, itâs time to settle the score with him!"
"Today heâs trapped on the mountain, thereâs no escape. Go up and shoot him dead with a barrage!"
Several people around, hearing this, immediately frowned.
They wanted to stop, but seeing Guo Xiuâs anger and with the Gun Team providing backup, they said nothing more.
At the order, the troops immediately set off into the mountain forest.
Meanwhile, deep underground in the forest, several small "Jing People" each carried a flint, blew it alight, ignited a fuse, and turned to run.
Woof woof woof!
The hunting dogs that followed into the forest suddenly howled uneasily.
Boom!
With a loud bang, rubble scattered, and blood and flesh flew among the vegetation...