The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1042

Chapter 1042: Chapter 1039: Battle within the Picture Chapter 1042: Chapter 1039: Battle within the Picture “I'll go,” said Ma Xiuxiu at that moment.

“Are you sure?” Kong Xuan raised an eyebrow and asked.

“Nine-Headed Insect needs to stay here to command the great army, so I'm the only suitable one to take on this task. We've finally managed to topple the Heavenly Court, and we must not let them have even the slightest chance of resurgence,” said Ma Xiuxiu.

Upon hearing this, Nine-Headed Insect nodded, a hint of joy flickering in his eyes.

“Alright, since you've said so, let it be as such. Prepare yourself when I cast the spell. Six-eared will be by your side to protect the law and ensure we are not disturbed,” Kong Xuan nodded and said.

“And what about me?” Nine-Headed Insect asked.

“Didn't I tell you? You're to command the army. Hurry up and go kill people; there's nothing for you here,” Kong Xuan said mercilessly.

The fury in Nine-Headed Insect's eyes surged, and after his expression changed several times, he turned and left.

Kong Xuan watched his retreating figure and scoffed.

“Elder, we are after all on the same side. Perhaps you shouldn't provoke him all the time,” Ma Xiuxiu couldn't help saying.

“Are you teaching me how to do things?” Kong Xuan's eyebrows rose.

“I wouldn't dare,” Ma Xiuxiu said with a fist-palm salute.

With a snort through his nose, Kong Xuan's figure soared into the air, rising high into the sky; his body twinkled with a five-color light, and immediately behind him, a fan-shaped arc of light brightened like a peacock's tail spread, within which clusters of five-color light groups shimmered.

His expression grew solemn as he formed a hand seal with one hand and pointed into the void in front of him.

A burst of five-color splendid light shot out from his fingertip, striking the empty space before him and emitting a dull roar.

Following that, the void in front of him rippled like water, and the empty space began to distort as a tiny spiral vortex slowly emerged.

“Go,” commanded Kong Xuan.

With his roar, the light groups behind him suddenly brightened, and beams of five-color divine light shot out like rainbows across the sky, entering the tiny vortex.

The vortex trembled violently the moment the five-color divine light entered and then began to spin faster, gradually expanding. Although its speed increased significantly, the extent of its expansion was still rather small.

Immediately, Ma Xiuxiu also leapt into the air, intently watching the vortex, ready to dive in as soon as it stabilized and expanded.

On the ground, Nezha stabbed through the body of a demon cultivator with his spear and felt something unusual. He looked up into the sky and saw the rapidly spinning vortex.

Although he was unclear about what Kong Xuan was doing, he had an inkling that something was amiss. With a shake of his spear, he disintegrated the demon cultivator's corpse and propelled himself into the air with two swirling flames beneath his feet, rushing towards the action.

Before he could get close, however, a figure stood in his way midair.

“Nezha, this way is blocked, you should turn back,” Yellow Dragon Immortal said with a grin.

Nezha didn't waste a word; he thrusted his long spear forward in an attack.

Yellow Dragon Immortal responded by drawing out a staff to parry the spear. He hadn't had the chance to counterattack when a gust of wind arose from behind, and a golden ring flew toward his back.

Just as the ring was about to hit, Yellow Dragon Immortal suddenly contracted his body, releasing his weapon, and leaped with a nimble somersault, evading the strike from the Qiankun Circle.

Immediately after, he kicked downward fiercely. The enormous force caused Nezha to crash toward the ground.

After that, he pursued closely and engaged in battle at a certain place.

Inside the Map of Mountains and Rivers, Sun Wukong and his four disciples were joining forces in besieging Chiyou.

From a distance, Tang Monk chanted Buddhist scriptures, brought his hands together in front of him, and, on the ground, two huge Golden Palm Seals appeared out of thin air. They moved together, as if clapping, and squeezed Chiyou between them in the center.

Zhu Bajie, positioned behind, let the golden light shine brightly on his Golden-edged Rake, and smashed it down onto Chiyou's back. The rake broke through Chiyou's protective demonic light, but the nine teeth only lodged on the surface of his skin and failed to pierce through.

Monk Sha stood right in front of Chiyou, his Demon Subduing Staff glowing intensely as it grew rapidly to a hundred feet tall in mid air and thrust towards Chiyou's chest.

Little White Dragon spiraled in the sky, breathing out icy breaths that condensed into white, cold Qi, winding around Chiyou's body and seeping into him.

Sun Wukong stood aloft, his Golden Cudgel transformed into a Pillar of Heaven, crashing down towards Chiyou's head.

Faced with the simultaneous strike of the five disciples, Chiyou simply held his battle axe above his head to block Sun Wukong's blow, not bothering to fully defend against the other attacks.

With a thunderous boom!

Chiyou's huge form shuddered violently, his massive body stooped down heavily, and the great mountain under his feet, Central Yue Mountain, could not bear the weight and collapsed.

The mountain crumbled, dust and smoke billowed up, obscuring the view for a hundred li.

Sun Wukong's eyes flashed with golden light, and his expression changed abruptly as he shouted, “Not good, retreat quickly.”

No sooner had his words fallen than an angry roar burst from the dust, along with a half-black, half-red arc of light which swept out with a booming sonic impact, slicing through the layers of dust and smoke in an instant.

Thanks to Sun Wukong's warning, Zhu Bajie instantly retracted his size, just losing a tuft of hair from his head–otherwise, he would have likely been decapitated then and there.

The arc of light expanded a thousand li before its might finally waned, leaving a visible slash in the sky that did not dissipate for a long time.

As the dust gradually settled, everyone turned their gaze back to Chiyou and found that he had shrunken his massive demonic form to about three meters tall, axe in hand, with a smile on his lips, coldly watching them.

“We're in trouble…”

Tang Monk looked at the ground beneath Chiyou's feet, his expression becoming solemn.

Where the five peaks had converged, the vegetation had withered, all life extinguished, and the Earth appeared to have been doused with ink, tainted black.

At the edge of that pitch-black area, layers of black light surged like living creatures, expanding outwards.

“No wonder he stood over there stubbornly resisting our attacks, he has been trying to erode the Map of Mountains and Rivers all this time,” Sun Wukong said, frowning deeply.

“Master, at this rate, even the Map of Mountains and Rivers won't hold up,” Zhu Bajie said with a bitter face.

“The power of Heaven's Path is too weak to sustain mutual support with the Earth. The grand momentum of the mountains and rivers depending on each other, the rotation of Heaven and Earth, cannot be maintained. The longer Chiyou stays awake, the stronger his regained fighting power will be. I fear we won't be able to hold on,” Monk Sha also spoke up.

Tang Sanzang glanced at Shen Luo and the others and said slowly, “Amitabha, we merged into this Map of Mountains and Rivers to deal with such a situation, right? Let's buy them some more time.”

“Buy time, can you really do it? You struggled for so long just to take this painting of mountains and rivers, and now you, mere juniors, talk so big?” Chiyou stretched his limbs and said with a laugh.

As his voice faded, his figure vanished like smoke in the same spot, and the next instant, a scream rang out. Little White Dragon unexpectedly plummeted from the sky, crashing into the Earth.

The ground shook violently, and a huge pit formed where Little White Dragon lay unconscious, covered in blood, his scales scattered all around.