I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality-Chapter 923 - 444: [2]

The Drought Fiend’s eyes were cold to the extreme, her peripheral vision swept over the dojo, and upon seeing the azure and red twin dragons coiled beneath her seat, and the Bird of Grain and the stove spirit Stove Lord on her shoulder, she instantly realized the General’s scheme.

"I thought after so many years you would have some progress, but I never expected that not only have you made no progress, but you’ve become even less accomplished."

The Drought Fiend ruthlessly said, "Buddhism says: one should arise without dwelling anywhere, which means only by not being attached to gains, losses, or fear, can one shoulder great responsibilities!"

"The Emperor said: The heart arises from things, dies in things, the opportunity lies in sight. If you are attached to external things and your heart is fearful, you will certainly be controlled by things!"

"You call yourself a General, how could you not have heard the saying: warriors have no fear, ten thousand embrace the certainty of death, thus they can traverse the world!"

"You fear the karmic fire burning your body, dread my monstrous strength, and invite a Dharma Corpse for assistance, you are already in a defeated army’s place. Since you are defeated, why do you not kneel upon seeing me?"

The Drought Fiend swung her large sleeves, her phoenix crown and wedding robe suspended like a great sun, red as blazing fire.

The General trembled all over, whether from anger or having his thoughts exposed by the Drought Fiend, it is unclear.

"Drought Fiend! You are no longer a celestial maiden today, nor am I the defeated commander of the past."

The General’s gaze fell upon the countless Fierce Generals behind the Drought Fiend and sneered:

"When you were a celestial maiden, you had a hundred thousand divine soldiers and generals to support you, how glorious? Look at yourself now, do you know how the people you once saved regard you today? They call you a Walking Corpse, a Drought Ghost, saying you are the source of the world’s disasters!"

"A savior celestial maiden who would destroy her own divinity to end calamities was banished north of Chishui, yet became a demon in the eyes of the world, do you not resent this?"

The General spread his arms, the myriad weapons around him hummed in astonishment, he seemed like the supreme deity here, looking down on his ministers and said, "I was summoned by the Dharma Master, commanding a million ghost soldiers and ghost soldiers, and only when the mortal realm falls, will I be its master."

"And you have long become a discarded pawn."

The General’s momentum climbed continuously and said, "Do not forget, celestial maiden, apart from being a General, I am also the common lord of a million armies! You bested my tribe in the past because of tens of thousands of divine soldiers aiding you. Does the celestial maiden think she can defeat me alone, with just ten thousand Rampant Soldiers?"

The Drought Fiend’s gaze flickered, had it been before she might indeed be discouraged, but today...

A Drought Fiend with determination cannot possibly have her mind shaken by the General’s few words.

"A dead abomination, how dare you speak of bravery. If you truly have no fear in your heart, why not dare to face me!"

The Drought Fiend glanced at Feilian and Pingyi, and the Four Sin Gods surrounding them, and coldly said, "Ultimately it is fear in your heart that makes you rely on others’ protection, such actions, not to mention matching heroic rulers, cannot even compare to your former self."

"Though I have not fought today, victory is already mine!"

The General squinted his eyes, and as the Four Sin Gods surrounded intending to aid him, he raised his hand to stop them:

"You all guard the dojo well, do not let anyone take advantage."

With that said, the General once again displayed his three-headed six-armed form, stretching out to summon bow, truncheon, spear, halberd, and lance, keeping one hand to draw the bow with an arrow.

"This moment is our personal resentment, irrelevant to the battle. The grudge of the past must be resolved today!"

As the General spoke, he had already drawn the divine bow.

When the booming sound of thunder on the string echoed throughout Zhuoshui Dojo, arrows with the power to shoot the sun and chase the moon tore through the air, directly headed to where the Drought Fiend stood.

However, before the arrows could touch, the Drought Fiend’s body transformed into several bundles of fiery energy, and in just the blink of an eye, nine Drought Fiend avatars appeared in front and behind the General.

Hidden within the Fierce Generals’ battalion, Xu Qing was somewhat surprised, never thinking this Drought Fiend had also learned the avatar divine techniques.

But besides the avatar divine techniques, the symbols and divine techniques the Drought Fiend showcased next, and martial arts cultivation beyond the Celestial Person, were not something he possessed.

Perhaps to counter the General, Drought Fiend’s martial arts techniques had already reached the supreme level.

Xu Qing even saw beyond martial arts, the Drought Fiend using corpse claws to perform sword divine techniques, summoning a myriad of sword lights.

After seeing the Drought Fiend’s ultimate martial arts display, when Xu Qing recalled the martial arts techniques of those worldly Martial Arts Grandmasters, he instantly felt the latter seemed like a puny bookish scholar pressing turtle punches.

Not only without strength but too flashy.

Unlike the celestial maiden before him, every punch and kick was pure violent aesthetics.

If someone were to marry her, wouldn’t they end up crying to the neighbors seeking fairness every other day?

Xu Qing watched with his teeth clicking, this celestial maiden had everything good about her, except being too violent.

This kind of war-born goddess, how could she have the gentle disposition of a celestial maiden, untouched by smoke, softly emerging from the clouds?

However, not everything can be judged by appearances; at least Xu Qing could see the compassion for the world and the virtuous nature of a goddess on the Drought Fiend.

This is the beauty of divinity; without such qualities, the goddess might have long become a true walking corpse.

Xu Qing watched the Drought Fiend retreat while fighting, struggling with all her might but still vaguely appearing to be at a disadvantage. He thought that besides extraordinary divine techniques, the goddess’s acting had reached perfection.

It wasn’t until the General shot an arrow into the Drought Fiend’s arm and threw a spear that destroyed her two clones that Xu Qing finally woke up.

This was not great acting, this was true to her nature!

"Indeed!" The General’s face showed joy.

"Years ago, when the Dharma Master’s clone descended upon the Yin River, you appeared to stop him. I thought you were so formidable to dare provoke the Dharma Master. Today I see, you are merely the end of a strong bow, ha..."

The Drought Fiend ignored the thousands of Fierce Generals being swallowed by the General’s army outside the dojo, her eyes gleamed with scarlet light as she said, "You know I once battled the Dharma Master, yet you dare not go to Chishui to settle the old scores. It shows you are no longer the General you were before; the current you is nothing more than a cowardly rat!"

"What does it matter, facing a mere rat, even with a wounded body?"

The Drought Fiend looked at the Four Sin Gods, extending their heads to watch within the dojo, and continued, "Now, besides the authority to command ten thousand soldiers, what remains of your dignity as a General?"

"Silence!"

The General’s face turned completely grim, the Drought Fiend’s words were truly too venomous, and with these words falling into the ears of his subordinates, how would they view him?

"Goddess! Today I swear to the heavens, if I do not obliterate you, I shall become the water of the Yin River, never to be free for eternity!"

Although the Yin River has the character for ’river’, it is merely a reflection of worldly famous rivers and great rivers. Barring a dried riverbed, the Yin River has never had rainfall, let alone a river.

To transform one’s body and will into the world is the greatest karmic retribution for celestials and divines, and also the venomous of oaths.

Once transformed into mountains and rivers, not to mention rebirth, even after limitless kalpas when the world undergoes creation, persistence, destruction, and void, entering a new cycle, rebirth would still be impossible.

The General, already influenced by obsession, after making this venomous oath, fell completely into madness.

Xu Qing watched the General leave Zhuoshui Dojo, pursuing the goddess towards Chishui, feeling a chill in his heart.

They say women are not to be trifled with, but in his view, the Drought Fiend he deceived into coming here was clearly even worse.

"The Daluo Sect Leader is Xu Qing; what he does has nothing to do with me, Xu Xuan of the Cat Immortal Hall?"

Xu Qing’s gaze turned towards Zhuoshui Dojo, where the Blood Lake Realm had already unfolded.

Although the Yin River has the character for ’river’, it is merely a reflection of worldly famous rivers and great rivers. Barring a dried riverbed, the Yin River has never had rainfall, let alone a river.

To transform one’s body and will into the world is the greatest karmic retribution for celestials and divines, and also the venomous of oaths.

Once transformed into mountains and rivers, not to mention rebirth, even after limitless kalpas when the world undergoes creation, persistence, destruction, and void, entering a new cycle, rebirth would still be impossible.

The General, already influenced by obsession, after making this venomous oath, fell completely into madness.

Xu Qing watched the General leave Zhuoshui Dojo, pursuing the goddess towards Chishui, feeling a chill in his heart.

They say women are not to be trifled with, but in his view, the Drought Fiend he deceived into coming here was clearly even worse.

"The Daluo Sect Leader is Xu Qing; what he does has nothing to do with me, Xu Xuan of the Cat Immortal Hall?"

Xu Qing’s gaze turned towards Zhuoshui Dojo, where the Blood Lake Realm had already unfolded.

Although the Yin River has the character for ’river’, it is merely a reflection of worldly famous rivers and great rivers. Barring a dried riverbed, the Yin River has never had rainfall, let alone a river.

To transform one’s body and will into the world is the greatest karmic retribution for celestials and divines, and also the venomous of oaths.

Once transformed into mountains and rivers, not to mention rebirth, even after limitless kalpas when the world undergoes creation, persistence, destruction, and void, entering a new cycle, rebirth would still be impossible.

The General, already influenced by obsession, after making this venomous oath, fell completely into madness.

Xu Qing watched the General leave Zhuoshui Dojo, pursuing the goddess towards Chishui, feeling a chill in his heart.

They say women are not to be trifled with, but in his view, the Drought Fiend he deceived into coming here was clearly even worse.

"The Daluo Sect Leader is Xu Qing; what he does has nothing to do with me, Xu Xuan of the Cat Immortal Hall?"

Xu Qing’s gaze turned towards Zhuoshui Dojo, where the Blood Lake Realm had already unfolded.