Master of Strange Dao

Chapter 1598 - 428: Peak Path, Mixed Yuan Gold Bowl

As long as things remain under control on our side, I won't actively give up.We'll see if Jiu Nian comes then.

If he comes, it proves the Black Mountain Demon King's value is higher than expected."

Yang was very calm, not in a hurry at all, nor would he be thrown off course by others.

Yu Ziqing nodded and looked at the Black Stone Mountain trapped in the center.

"With the Earth Deity Origin present, why is it still so difficult to refine it? Where's the problem?"

"The Black Mountain Demon King is resisting fiercely, and besides, he's a Demon King. You think it's that easy?"

"You take me out first."

Yang waved his hand, sending Yu Ziqing out. Yu Ziqing beckoned to Wu Shuangge and entered the array with him.

After entering the array, Yu Ziqing asked.

"If Gege gives the Black Mountain Demon King a hard hit, will it affect your big array?"

Yang glanced at the Mixed Yuan Gold Bowl, his eyes lighting up.

"Oh, I forgot you mentioned it. We can try. As long as Wu Shuangge cooperates and it doesn't affect anything beyond the Black Mountain Demon King's main body, it shouldn't be a big problem."

Yu Ziqing patted Wu Shuangge's shoulder.

"Understand? If not, just follow Yang's command."

Wu Shuangge lifted the Mixed Yuan Gold Bowl with one hand, ready to toss it, and Yu Ziqing sighed.

"Artifact-controlling, artifact-controlling."

Wu Shuangge was taken aback, tightened his expression, and seriously controlled the artifact. The Mixed Yuan Gold Bowl trembled on the spot for a while, then suddenly transformed into a streak of light, flying into the Black Stone Mountain.

With a muffled boom, the Mixed Yuan Gold Bowl exploded, and terrifying filth erupted within the Black Stone Mountain.

The vast filth explosion spread like condensed lava, turning the already barren Black Mountain even more desolate, instantly eradicating the few remaining weeds.

The Black Mountain Demon King, who had been hiding like a turtle, couldn't hold back any longer.

The Black Mountain trembled slightly, and an angry roar echoed from within.

When the filth dissipated and spread out of the Black Mountain, the Mixed Yuan Gold Bowl reformed in Wu Shuangge's hand, gathering the dispersed filth once more.

Yu Ziqing looked at the result of the assault, a hint of surprise in his expression.

The main body of the Black Mountain was already starting to cleanse itself, even managing to purge the pollution from the Mixed Yuan Gold Bowl so quickly.

Yang was surprised as well. He had studied Wu Shuangge's Companion Magical Treasure, and over the years, the filth bucket had continuously gathered filth from around the world. The Mixed Yuan Gold Bowl had advanced.

"It's truly surprising. What is that main body really?"

Yu Ziqing grinned and patted Wu Shuangge's shoulder.

"Continue, wash him a few more times, marinate him thoroughly, I don't believe his main body can withstand it. Can he bear it?"

Wu Shuangge continued to control the Mixed Yuan Gold Bowl as it flew out, hovering deep within the Black Mountain, with a flood of filth pouring down like a torrential flood, continuously washing over the main body of the Black Mountain.

After dozens of washes, the surface of the Black Mountain was left with no intact spot, and filth gas was emanating from every part.

The Black Mountain Demon King wanted to struggle, but was firmly suppressed by Yang's heavily-invested big array. Yang himself was a node of the array, and the Earth Deity Origin was another node, leaving the Black Mountain Demon King unable to break free.

After several days, the Black Mountain Demon King's roars and curses ceased.

Within the Mixed Yuan Gold Bowl, where filth from the Four Divine Dynasties had gathered over the years, the contents had long since ceased being ordinary filth.

He felt his realm becoming unstable, the realm was dropping, everything seemed to be contaminated, and his body was decaying.

He could only continuously carve away the rotten flesh, maintaining himself so as not to be completely affected, not allowing the pollution to reach deeper parts.

The cost was that power began to wane, and the realm began to fall.

He held on, every moment seeming as long as a year, practically living as if day by day were years.

He was waiting for Jiu Nian, waiting for Jiu Nian to complete the ancient contract.

From the moment the Endless Hungry Ghosts appeared, he knew he had caused enormous trouble.

However, turning into a devil, he no longer cared, for he could accommodate even Demonic Qi with his main body.

Moreover, he knew that guy was coveting his main body, that to do anything, he needed to use him.

But now, with the realm dropping quickly, nearing the drop out of the Ninth Tier, Jiu Nian still hadn't come.

The Black Mountain Demon King's mindset had changed a little.

He had never seen such terrifying filth, so terrifying that his main body couldn't accommodate it.

Holding on and refining, he could endure, he even decided to endure a thousand or eight hundred years, he wasn't in a rush anyway.

But with the realm falling quickly to the Ninth Tier, he couldn't accept it.

He knew if he fell out of the Ninth Tier, it would be like opening a floodgate, only declining in a straight line, at an ever-faster speed.

By the time he fell to the limit, he might return to a time of confusion, undefined, and not yet demon-transformed.

Because his main body fundamentally couldn't transform, his transformation generated a demon soul, forming it out.

Main body and him, were two different things.

This was why he had to bring his main body.

When his realm completely fell out of the Ninth Tier without any change, the Black Mountain Demon King's mindset was a bit shattered.

"Wait a moment!"

He shouted.

No one responded, Wu Shuangge wouldn't stop just because the enemy said so, he continued carrying out his task, and the execution was becoming smoother. The surging filth was no longer confined to the surface of the Black Mountain, but permeating through various caves and crevices into the interior of the Black Mountain.

After another washing, the Black Mountain Demon King grew anxious.

"Wait, we can talk."

No one responded, continuing the washing, and after another round.

"I have something to tell you, a very terrifying guy emerged among the devils, and I have already made an ancient contract with him."

Yu Ziqing waved to Wu Shuangge to pause for now.

He was very sensitive to the words 'ancient contract'.

"Tell us, what's going on."

"I turned into a devil, became his subordinate, and he needs to help me through this calamity..." The Black Mountain Demon King saw it working, and spoke out the contract's contents directly.

The contract didn't require confidentiality anyway.

Yu Ziqing confirmed, and it really seemed like that kind of ancient contract, he couldn't help but laugh.

Yang was right, Jiu Nian had been beaten by the Mountain Lord for so long, his mind was probably almost beaten away.