RPAGF Chapter 458 Yang Tianyou is much safer than Yang Jiao
Chapter 458 Yang Tianyou is much safer than Yang Jiao
Chapter 458 Yang Tianyou is much safer than Yang Jiao
This proves that King Zhou was present in person.
When kings meet, a great battle is inevitable.
Yang Jiao flew extremely fast. The Mosquito Taoist beside her frowned. Her eyesight was better than Yang Jiao's, and she could see further and wider. She even spotted some Taoists hidden in the clouds. She then reminded them:
"Many Taoist practitioners."
"Could it be that the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation is about to begin?" Yang Jiao guessed, then immediately dismissed it: "Something's not right."
That purple aura is strange.
She dared not pause and hurriedly landed high in the sky above Tongguan. Looking down, she saw a heavily armed army lined up in rows.
Yu Hualong, the original garrison commander of Tongguan, knelt on the ground, welcoming someone.
Could it be Yin Shou who has come to make the city's general kneel down to welcome him?
The gates of Tongguan were wide open, and the cart shafts rolled over the mud, leaving deep wheel tracks.
Standing atop it was a majestic and imposing man, his face resolute, looking down upon everyone below.
Upon his arrival,
The Tongguan generals, led by Yu Hualong, shouted in unison:
"Welcome, Your Majesty."
Yin Shou hummed in agreement, gathered his energy in his dantian, and asked in a loud voice:
"Having lost two cities and a bunch of good-for-nothings, if I don't personally take to the battlefield, won't I lose Tongguan as well?"
After passing Tongguan, we will be closer to Chaoge.
He asked the question sternly, and the soldiers buried their heads even deeper.
Yin Shou got out of the car, stood on the ground and reached his hand into the car roof. A moment later, a soft, boneless hand gently rested on his rough palm.
Yin Shou clenched his fist, revealing a seductive and alluring face.
Upon seeing that face, gasps of astonishment rose and fell around them.
Yin Shou's eyes turned cold.
No one dared to look anymore.
Mosquito Taoist watched as the woman was brought into King Zhou's arms, sniffed, and said, "She's a fox spirit, a fox spirit."
"Yes, Daji."
She had just murmured something when she peeked out from King Zhou's embrace. Her alluring eyes lit up the moment they saw Yang Jiao, and her vulgar coquettishness turned into playfulness.
Daji blinked and curled her lips into a smile.
Then, following the force of King Zhou's embrace, they entered the city.
Outside Tongguan Pass.
Jiang Ziya paced back and forth anxiously, his wrinkles deepening.
He said urgently:
"Why would King Zhou come? He is protected by the Purple Star True Qi, so all Taoist magic is useless against him."
"With King Zhou leading the charge and the Tongtian Sect Leader blocking our way, how can we possibly capture Tongguan?"
Even the learned Master Yu Ding, despite his extensive reading, had no solution.
The Purple Star True Qi is true strength.
The Shang Dynasty's fate was sealed, and no one could subdue King Zhou.
He watched as Jiang Ziya paced back and forth like an ant on a hot pan, making Yu Ding Zhenren dizzy, and reached out to pull him up, saying:
"If Taoist magic is no longer effective, then let's lead the troops into battle head-on."
Jiang Ziya's Hammer Hand:
“What my senior brother said is true, but King Zhou is incredibly strong, and ordinary people are no match for him.”
"Tongguan Pass is difficult to capture."
That night.
Yang Jiao waited quietly outside the checkpoint, hearing a rustling sound in her ears.
She looked over and saw a small, snow-white fox emerge from a hole in the city wall. Its bright, watery eyes caught sight of Yang Jiao, and it quickly ran towards her.
As it approaches,
She then transformed back into the charming woman she was during the day.
He stepped forward a few paces and bowed to Yang Jiao:
"Daji has met the God of Pure Blessing."
Yang Jiao looked at her, unsure whether to judge her as good or bad. Women in history were often condemned as calamities against the country with just a few strokes of the pen, but how could a small woman possibly bring about the downfall of a nation?
They are all pitiful people caught in the torrent.
Daji bowed and gave Yang Jiao a good look.
She had wanted to see him for a long time, but missed the opportunity.
Now that she has seen it, she hurriedly said:
"Daji knows she has committed a grave mistake and will surely die. She begs the gods to help this little demon."
"To help you survive after the Investiture of the Gods?" Yang Jiao asked subconsciously.
The main reason is that Daji was ordered to sabotage the Shang dynasty's fortune, but she died in the process. If there were a way to change her fate, it wouldn't be wrong for her to want to live.
"No," Daji hurriedly shook her head.
The jeweled hairpin in her hair jingled, clearly indicating that King Zhou treated her very well.
With utmost seriousness in her eyes, Daji knelt heavily on the ground and pleaded:
"I hope that the God of Pure Blessing can save the King's life."
"Daji knows she has made a grave mistake and has no chance of returning to Xuanyuan Tomb to cultivate. She is willing to reveal an important message to you in exchange for the King's survival."
Yang Jiao was slightly stunned.
Unexpectedly, Daji had 'important information' that she wanted to know, and instead of exchanging her own life, she begged Yin Shou to live.
Indeed, no book provides definitive conclusions.
It is better to believe in books than to have no books.
She looked back at Daji and said, "Even if I die, what does it matter? Wouldn't it be better to exchange your information for your life? Even if Yin Shou dies, he will become an immortal."
"Immortals?" Daji repeated the word with infatuation in her eyes, then chuckled softly, "Only we demons would want to become immortals. Look at those Taoist priests, which one of them wants that?"
"His Majesty was originally an emperor on earth. If he were to become some kind of immortal after death, he would rather die of old age on earth."
Being a deity is not something everyone aspires to.
Yang Jiao shook her head regretfully:
"I can still save your life, but his..."
Before she could finish speaking, Daji understood, and she collapsed to the ground, looking dejected.
This matter will only be over when the king dies.
Yang Jiao's ability to save Zhao Gongming was a process in the Investiture of the Gods, while Yin Shou was the result.
"You can leave now. You don't need to tell me anything."
Yang Jiao looked at Daji with some sympathy.
She never had a choice.
Daji thanked him softly, and although she didn't get a promise from Yang Jiao, she still spoke:
"Before I left the city, I heard that a Taoist priest suddenly came and took away Yu Hualong's son, saying that he was going to bring your father to threaten you."
"That's all Daji knows."
After she finished speaking, she bowed again in thanks and left, looking dejected.
Before Yang Jiao could react to the news, the Mosquito Taoist beside her became anxious:
"Who? Who wants to cause trouble for Yang Tianyou? Let's hurry to the Netherworld Blood Sea."
"Not urgent."
Yang Jiao curled her lips into a smile.
He suddenly burst out laughing.
Yu Hualong's son? Yu De, the one who got smallpox? Even if you add Yuan Hong behind Yu De, it would still be difficult to catch him.
Yang Tianyou is much safer than Yang Jiao herself.
The small courtyard, transformed by the twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus, was undetectable even to the two Western Saints and the Styx Ancestor. Even if their tracks were discovered, it would be incredibly difficult for this group to wait and ambush them.
Far from being in a hurry, she even began to sympathize with Yu Dehe, the mastermind behind this plan, and started counting on her fingers:
“Zhao Gongming…”
"The Three Immortal Maidens..."
"Daoist Lu Ya..."
“Kong Xuan…”
"Kinnara..."
"There are still seven Calabash Brothers..."