Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!-Chapter 497 - 325: Recruitment_2

Chapter 497: Chapter 325: Recruitment_2

“Obstinate and unenlightened.”

Huiji’s face changed immediately, for they had just witnessed the power of the rocket artillery firing in unison.

Such war puppets may not be much for experts, but they are exceptionally deadly against the defenceless; those Outer Disciples, if bombarded indiscriminately, countless would perish.

“Heh, since you dare to meddle in sect warfare, then you must be prepared to face death.”

“It seems you’ve been deeply corrupted by the ideology of the Demon Path, beyond salvation. Fine, today I will personally eliminate you, to prevent future calamities upon the common folk.”

With a slap of his golden ruler, Huiji Monk released a burst of golden brilliance, which exploded with a pneumatic force—indeed, it was a Low Grade Magical Treasure.

Pale arms writhed out from Su Jie’s body, swiftly ensconcing him within their secure embrace.

The golden light clashed with the Corpse Hands, annihilating one another, while Su Jie’s indifferent voice echoed through.

“Bald donkey, do you really think you can defeat me? Even if my Spiritual Power is greatly depleted now, I’m still beyond your reach.”

The sky turned ominously overcast, as howling winds ushered in a downpour, with lightning flickering amidst the clouds.

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Su Jie extensively summoned the power of his Primordial Spirit; the Primordial Spirit didn’t require the involvement of his internal Spiritual Power, ensuring that Su Jie still possessed ample combat strength.

“Is this Heavenly Might?”

Huiji Monk sensed the thickness of the dark clouds above and a trace of shock flickered through his eyes: “A God Unification Level Primordial Spirit, reaching such heights with his current Third Level Cultivation of the Secret Realm, this man is truly exceptional even among the numerous Immortal Seeds, no wonder the Head ordered me to recruit him.”

Before Huiji had time to think further, the consolidating clouds shrouded the surrounding miles.

Crack! Boom!

A flash of white light and a thunderbolt, thick as a barrel, descended, winding its way down to strike the golden radiance surrounding Huiji Monk.

His golden light barely rippled, like a lake into which a pebble had been tossed—a single thunderbolt was not enough to harm him.

“Let’s see how many you can withstand.”

With a grand wave of his hand, Su Jie unleashed not one, but thousands upon thousands of thunderbolts.

Following a brief accumulation, countless thunderbolts fell from the clouds, bombarding Huiji Monk incessantly, turning him into a lightning rod amidst the storm.

The layer of golden light radiating from Huiji Monk began to undulate violently—the Purple Cloud Heavenly Thunder was naturally formidable, and with the supplemental authority of the God Unification Domain, its might was even more tyrannical.

“It’s a blunder, I’ve underestimated him.”

Huiji sought to escape, but his speed was nowhere near the rapid descent of the Purple Cloud Heavenly Thunder, and the dense clouds above trailed his movement.

From afar, the thunderbolts nearly formed a continuous line, resembling a brilliant pillar of light between heaven and earth.

“Who is undergoing Heavenly Tribulation?”

Some junior disciples, unclear about the battle, only saw a figure illuminated by the lightning and thought of the legends of transmutation.

“It’s Master Huiji; he’s in trouble. That devil from Ghost Ridge Palace is ferocious.”

Some monks from Lingfa Temple also noticed something was amiss, recognizing that their Master Huiji was being struck by lightning.

“Buddha’s light shines upon all!”

Taking a deep breath, a halo emerged atop Huiji’s head, followed by a burst of golden light, turning him into a miniature sun, with infinite Buddhist Treasure Light spreading out. It even briefly delayed the Heavenly Might consolidated by Su Jie’s Primordial Spirit by two seconds.

Seizing the opportunity, Huiji hurriedly escaped the range of the Heavy Clouds of Heavenly Might.

At this moment, Huiji appeared somewhat disheveled; his skin was scorched, his monk robe tattered, looking as though he had just emerged from a coal mine. Had he not been bald, his hair would resemble that of a porcupine.

“Indeed, a devil remains a devil. Since reason fails to prevail, I will use my fists to teach you what is known as the true essence of Buddhism.”

Huiji shook his body, and the charred cracking layer of grime on his skin flaked off inch by inch, spontaneously forming a new golden monk robe as his piercing gaze sought out Su Jie again.

However, when he laid eyes on Su Jie once more, his pupils involuntarily narrowed.

For Su Jie was clutching the neck of the Guan Chao Pavilion Elder, whose head dangled loosely, evidently having had his neck broken by Su Jie.

In the brief moment that Huiji was trapped, Su Jie caught up to the still-near Guan Chao Pavilion Elder and successfully killed him.

The Elder of Guan Chao Pavilion’s Primordial Spirit drilled out from his skull, but as soon as it appeared, it was absorbed by Su Jie’s Ten Thousand Soul Banner, further strengthening the banner.

By now, the Divine Souls that Su Jie’s Ten Thousand Soul Banner had absorbed in this war already amounted to six from the Secret Realm, including the Divine Soul of Immortal Seed Wei Ji.

Many souls from other battlefields were also sucked in by the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, with many Disciples’ souls being drawn towards the center where Su Jie was.

Before the Heavenly Soul Sect had appeared, no one competed with Su Jie for these souls, and the usual Soul Summoning Banners didn’t have the strength or range to absorb souls like Su Jie’s Ten Thousand Soul Banner.

Looking again at Su Jie’s Ten Thousand Soul Banner, it had become much stronger than before, with the consumed Yin Souls being replenished by absorbing more souls, and the number of Ghost Generals bred inside surging to over a hundred.

“This little devil is so brutal and vicious, we cannot let you go unchecked,”

Huiji’s face turned dark, feeling his intelligence insulted, he now wished he could send Su Jie to meet the Buddha with a slap.

“In such a rush? Why don’t you watch a bit longer?”

Su Jie sneered disdainfully and put the corpse of the Guan Chao Pavilion Elder into his Storage Bag.

Almost as soon as Su Jie’s words fell, a series of thunderous roars suddenly came from the distance.

On the battlefield, countless trails of fire rose from the ground, sounding like a howling gale, a massive meteoric firestorm covering the sky and reddening half the heavens: that was the barrage of Rocket Artillery.

The reorganized Puppet Hall once more brought out rocket launchers from their Storage Bags, setting up launch sites to strike at the Righteous sect.

16,000 rocket shells fell, and even though a portion was intercepted early, nearly 10,000 rockets successfully bombarded the target area.

The target area was the very position of Lingfa Temple.

A single rocket could cause destruction over an area the size of a soccer field, and the acid, fiery poison, poisonous insects, and other loaded ammunitions resulted in widespread casualties.

Countless disciples of Lingfa Temple lay on the ground wailing and rolling in pain, with even more turned into cold corpses under the carpet bombing of the rockets, many without even a complete body left.

These Lingfa Temple disciples, to their death, were full of unwillingness, sent by the rockets to meet their Buddha and ascend to the paradise of the Western Heaven.

Seeing this scene, a barrage of rockets causing the death of thousands of his young monks, Huiji’s eyes immediately reddened, and he charged towards Su Jie without regard for his own safety, yelling, “Devil, I’ll send you to Hell.”

“Hit Lingfa Temple with two more rounds, then target this one coming to assist,”

Su Jie said with a cold laugh, continuously taunting the opposition as the Purple Cloud Heavenly Thunder bombarded wave after wave, contending fiercely.

And under Su Jie’s command, Puppet Hall quickly reloaded the Rocket Artillery, with each rocket weighing 300 kilograms being launched into the sky, hitting the areas of Lingfa Temple and several other Righteous Sects.

These rockets specifically targeted Outer Disciples, pushing the effectiveness of their bullying feature to the limit.

Each wave of over 10,000 rockets caused the deaths of thousands of disciples, and the numbers of those wounded and losing combat capability were even greater.

Such fearsome casualties enraged all of the Righteous sects.

Whether it was Lingfa Temple or several other Sects like Guan Chao Pavilion, they dispatched inner disciples and Secret Realm Elders, intending to destroy the rocket launcher positions.

The Thousand-Handed Centipede and Han Ruyan protected the rocket launcher positions; later, Su Jie even threw over his Ten Thousand Soul Banner and raised the Blood River Formation for full protection.

But as more and more Righteous Elders arrived to attack, one centipede, one ghost, and one banner couldn’t hold out.

Fortunately, Ghost Ridge Palace saw the situation and decisively called in reinforcements to protect the rocket launcher site.

“Keep it safe; we can’t let anything happen to it,”

Taoist Qiu shouted loudly, his left hand transforming into a huge sky-reaching python that flung an Elder of the Dragon and Tiger Sect away.

“As long as the rocket launcher site is operational, killing enemy low-level cultivators en masse, we might force the enemy to retreat,”

Tang Peiqing also arrived at the rocket launcher site, the battle situation was very disadvantageous for the Ghost Ridge Palace, and now he was not thinking about victory but merely hoping to repel the opposition.

With more and more Elders contesting the area, the rocket launchers, which could only bully the weak, ironically became the focal point of the battlefield.

Meanwhile, four powerful cultivators of the Taoist Platform Realm, soaring tens of thousands of meters high, Zhuang Liangru sensed the changing tides of battle. If too many disciples were lost, he wouldn’t be able to justify it when he returned.

Zhuang Liangru gritted his teeth and took out a Jade Token from his chest, activating his last resort, “Hundred Rivers Covering Sea Array, activate!”

The sky trembled slightly, and an immense crack appeared high above, as an aura of terror permeated the air.