The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1020

Chapter 1020: Chapter 1017: About to Erupt Chapter 1020: Chapter 1017: About to Erupt “Nine Netherworlds Daoist friend, you've ordered all the Demon Soldiers and Generals to entirely encircle Chang'an City, making it impenetrable. Isn't this arrangement a bit too cautious? All the immortals of heaven and the Buddhas of the western paradise have already fallen to us, and now that Lord Chiyou is about to be resurrected, who would dare to come here and run wild?” The Six-Eared Macaque's eyes flashed with blood light, portraying the situation both inside and outside the city in his vision, he spoke with nonchalance.

“Although we have destroyed the Heavenly Court and Ling Mountain, some remnants still exist. They have escaped from the Underworld before, and if those people learn of Lord Chiyou's impending resurrection, they will surely come to stop it. Now is the critical moment, and the more cautious we are, the better. Don't you agree, Ugly Bull Venerate?” Nine Nether turned to the Blue Bull Spirit beside him.

“Indeed, we should exercise caution,” the Blue Bull Spirit said in a deep voice.

“Let them come. My bones are itching for a fight, and it would be satisfying to engage in a fierce battle,” said the Six-Eared Macaque as he swung his black rod forward, unleashing a terrifying force that howled through the air.

Before them, the sky-obscuring Devil Clouds surged violently, and with a “zila” sound, they were torn apart, creating a massive rift hundreds of feet long.

“Ape Lord, our duty is to guard Lord Chiyou and ensure his smooth awakening. He has bestowed upon us supreme power, not for us to indulge in reckless bravery,” Nine Nether addressed the Six-Eared Macaque with a stern voice.

“Understood.” A flash of coldness passed the Six-Eared Macaque's eyes, but he did not argue with Nine Nether.

“Daoist friend Nine Netherworlds, if an enemy attack is possible, why are only the three of us guarding this place? Where are the others?” the Blue Bull Spirit asked curiously.

“The Yin Tiger, Mao Rabbit, Chen Dragon, Hai Pig, and Xu Dog, five of the Distinctive Ones, have been summoned by Lord Chiyou to the Blood Pool. The 'Snake Venerate' and Wu Horse are outside the city. As for the You Chicken, you know his nature; he does as he pleases, and even Lord Chiyou doesn't bother with him. No one knows where he has run off to,” Nine Nether spoke with dissatisfaction regarding You Chicken, but also helplessly.

As the Blue Bull Spirit was about to say something, a blood-colored jade pendant at his waist suddenly lit up with a dazzling blood light that flashed rapidly.

Both Nine Nether and the Six-Eared Macaque also wore blood jades, which, at this moment, were flashing wildly with blood light.

“Wu Horse has sent a message; a large number of enemies have appeared outside of Chang'an City!” Nine Netherworlds rose to his feet abruptly and took out a yellow mirror he had used previously in the Underworld, activating it with a magic spell.

Two beams of yellow light shot from the eyes on the mirror, projecting onto its surface, which then displayed an image of Yang Jian, the Bull Demon King, and others leading a great army charging towards Chang'an City.

Around them were Puhua Tianseng, Shen Luo, Zhenyuanzi, Nie Caizhu, and others.

“It's indeed them, and they've managed to recruit quite a number of people. Eh? Isn't that the Heavenly Court's Thunder God, Puhua Tianseng?” Nine Nether snorted coldly, his gaze lingering on the Thunder God, Puhua Tianseng.

“Since the enemy is attacking, I, Old Sun, will go and provide some support. You wouldn't object to that, would you, Nine Nether?” The excitement shone in the Six-Eared Macaque's eyes as he leaped up suddenly.

Having said that, without waiting for Nine Nether's response, he performed a magic spell, and a cloud of ash enveloped his body before he vanished with a whoosh.

“Wait a moment…” Nine Nether started to object, but the Six-Eared Macaque was already gone.

“These outsiders, though they have pledged allegiance to Lord Chiyou, are all insubordinate and disobedient!” raged Nine Nether inwardly, although he did not show his anger.

“Daoist friend Nine Netherworlds, shall we also go to support?” The Blue Bull Spirit looked over, his Eight-Foot Steel Spear radiating a green light that rattled the nearby void with a crackling sound.

“No need. There are many Demon Soldiers outside the city, and with the 'Snake Venerable' and Wu Horse present, and now with Ape Lord going there, even if the enemy is strong, they should be able to hold them off. Ugly Bull Venerable, you stay here and hold down the fort. I will go and report this matter to Lord Chiyou,” Nine Nether said before disappearing in a flash.

The Blue Bull Spirit settled back down, his eyes emitting two dazzling beams of green light as he surveyed his surroundings.

The great army led by Yang Jian and others rapidly approached Chang'an City. The demonic beings near Chang'an had already sensed them but did not immediately pounce to attack; instead, they gathered in one place.

“It seems that the Demon Clan Army of Chang'an is well-trained, quite different from the demon soldiers in the Underworld. There might be some of the Twelve Distinguished Ones commanding them. We must not act carelessly and should proceed according to plan,” said Yang Jian, a faint white light in his third eye, as he communed telepathically with the Bull Demon King and Puhua Tianseng, the Thunder God of the Nine Heavens.

“Alright!” The two responded and flew off to the left and right, darting toward two other locations around Chang'an City.

Following closely behind the Bull Demon King were the demons under his command, while the several hundred Heavenly Soldiers, Fire Virtue Star Lord, and the myriad monkey demons from Flower Fruit Mountain, previously brought by Puhua Tianseng, trailed right behind him.

The original Heavenly Soldiers and disciples of the Western Heavenly Buddha Gate all remained next to Yang Jian.

Shen Luo, Nie Caizhu, and Zhenyuanzi, all who had transformed from hair, also stayed on the spot, yet Nezha was nowhere to be found.

“Attack!” Yang Jian swung the Three-pointed Two-edged Knife, leading everyone to charge head-on toward Chang'an City.

Though their numbers were far less than those of the demon clan ahead, their cultivation level was much higher. Grand escape lights converged together, shaking heaven and earth, and their momentum was no less impressive than the demon clan army that darkened the sky ahead.

Standing in the depths of the Demon Clan Army were two figures–one a gloomy owl-like man of abnormal height, wearing a rotten silver helmet and armor that shone with bright silver brilliance, wielding a crescent shovel that emitted a fierce chill, appearing quite formidable.

The other was a Daoist clad in a yellow robe embroidered with a pattern of a yellow dragon, his three long beards reaching down to his chest, exuding an aura of an Immortal among gods.

“It's Erlang Shen! Fate has brought us adversaries together!” The gloomy owl-like man's expression suddenly chilled upon seeing Yang Jian, seemingly harboring old grudges between them.

Meanwhile, the yellow-robed Daoist who saw Yang Jian and his company from afar showed a complex countenance.

“Wu Horse Venerable, now that things have come to this, you surely don't harbor second thoughts?” The gloomy owl-like man said with a cold snort, noticing the expression of the yellow-robed Daoist.

“Snake Venerable, rest assured, I have long severed ties with the past and will not do anything unwise. The enemies are approaching in three separate groups; though their numbers are small, their strength is formidable, especially with so many Taiyi masters among them. How shall we contend with them?” The yellow-robed Daoist said solemnly.

“Although their individual strength is great, their numbers are ultimately few and not a concern. With the armies under our command, we can surely hold them off. The only trouble is those Taiyi masters, but there's no need to worry, we just need to entangle them. I have already sent the message back to the city, and the Nine Netherworlds will soon come with the other Venerates to assist,” the gloomy owl-like man said with a cold laugh.

“That is good,” replied the yellow-robed Daoist, offering no objection.

Seeing this, the gloomy owl-like man raised the crescent shovel in his hand and let out a thunderous shout:

“Attack!”

The demons around them, stained with Demonic Qi, had become bloodthirsty and bellicose, eager to fight. Upon receiving the command, they swarmed out immediately, splitting into three paths, charging toward Yang Jian, the Bull Demon King, and Puhua Tianseng, akin to three mighty tidal waves sweeping across the earth.