The woman in white, Lu Shiyun, is not mistaken; Chapter 66 mentions that this is her real name, and the name Gong Xiaoxi she previously reported was a fake.
He arrived almost simultaneously with the sound, clearly indicating his body was extremely resilient; otherwise, he would not have been able to withstand such a terrifying speed.
The surviving mutants showed signs of joy, thinking that with the arrival of a powerful rescuer, they might be able to survive and leave this mountain range.
"Uncle Qianye," Jiang Luoshen smiled and greeted the newcomer.
The newcomer was around forty years old, of medium build, with a wheat-colored complexion that had a crystalline luster. Though his appearance was ordinary, he was clearly no commoner, with his eyes sharp and spirited.
His body was slightly radiant, drawing people's attention and even overshadowing his looks.
"Only allowing you to kill beasts, but not allowing us to counterattack, otherwise it's considered too much killing intent?" The white snake's voice was cold, coiled into a mountain of snakes, looking down at the newcomer.
"Look at this forest stained with blood, how many innocent people have died, and how many beasts have been killed? Isn't your killing intent too heavy?" Qianye said.
"For a long time, humans have relied on birds and beasts for food. If we really want to compare, whose killing intent is heavier?" The white snake said coldly.
Qianye opened his mouth but found it hard to speak.
He was human, and the other was a mutant. If they were to switch places, it would be hard to determine who was right or wrong.
"You are a disciple of Shakyamuni, who believes that all beings have a spirit and are equal. Why do you dare to be so righteous and condemn mutants?" The white snake asked calmly.
Behind them, the mutants were stunned. This white snake was indeed extraordinary. Even a disciple of Shakyamuni had been lectured by it.
Qianye frowned and said, "You want to massacre the city, which makes me very anxious, so I came to the Taihang Mountains to stop you."
"Since ancient times, the weak have been preyed upon by the strong, and the fittest have survived. This is the most basic law, but it is also the cruelest." The white snake's tone was very calm.
"Humans took a shortcut at a certain point in time, but it's different now." The white snake's words were simple.
Many people were shocked, sensing that a dramatic change might be coming in the future!
"How will you stop?" Qianye asked, feeling something was amiss. This white snake was too calm.
"Until you feel the pain, there will be no respect. The massacre will not change!" The white snake said coldly, its voice echoing through the mountains.
The negotiation failed. Qianye's face darkened, and he formed hand seals, with no other choice but to fight.
The white snake also moved, its body emitting a silver glow. Its thick, long tail swung forcefully, like a silver waterfall, striking toward Qianye.
Qianye reacted quickly, taking a step and leaping nearly a hundred meters away to avoid it.
The mountain split, black cracks spreading, as if a natural disaster had occurred, beyond human control.
In the next moment, Qianye rushed forward, forming the Vajra Seal, his body gleaming with a metallic luster, moving at incredible speed. He attacked the white snake from the side, aiming to crush it.
The white snake did not dodge, sweeping its body to clash with him head-on.
Thud! It was as if a large drum had been struck in the sky, the sound deep and resonant, shaking the surroundings.
Bang! Qianye was thrown back, his face showing shock. Blood flowed between his right thumb and index finger, his palm split by the white snake's body.
"I thought you were a disciple of Shakyamuni from over two thousand years ago." The white snake said, slightly disappointed, shaking its head. "But that's impossible."
"Those who understand the true meaning of Shakyamuni can all be called his disciples." Qianye said.
"The so-called true meaning refers to Shakyamuni's combat techniques, but you are far from it." The white snake said coldly.
It dove down, spewing a sheet of silver light from its mouth, the power immense, destroying everything in its path, causing the mountain to split.
Qianye dodged, not daring to face the attack head-on.
He possessed extraordinary speed, leaping onto a mountain peak in a few bounds, evading the white snake's fierce attack.
The white snake moved incredibly fast, as if flying, reaching close to the forest. Its massive body coiled around the mountain, its huge head diving to swallow Qianye.
Qianye countered with a fist seal, his body glowing, but was still thrown back by the impact, clearly not as strong as the white snake.
Crack! The low mountain peak was shattered by the white snake, its strength truly terrifying. With a slight effort, it leaped up, as if flying through the air.
The white snake, like a true dragon, pursued Qianye in the air.
Qianye let out a loud roar, like a lion, spewing golden waves from his mouth, shaking the mountains. This was a sound wave technique.
The white snake was slightly hindered but quickly caught up again.
Whoosh! It moved very fast, its massive body pressing down on Qianye, crashing into a mountain, the impact tremendous.
Dust rose to the sky, the mountain range below collapsing. The white snake slammed Qianye there, crushing him forcefully, the mountain splitting, rocks rolling.
A figure broke free from the cracks in the mountain, fleeing into the distance.
Qianye was at a disadvantage, struggling to match the white snake.
The white snake moved its body, leaping like it was flying, crossing the sky to catch up with Qianye again.
Despite its massive size, it was incredibly agile, leaping hundreds or even thousands of meters in a single bound, crossing the sky with terrifying momentum.
Qianye lightly chanted, falling into the mountain, then continuously forming hand seals, emitting blinding light, striking the white snake's head as it dove down.
The white snake opened its mouth, spewing silver light, extremely brilliant, striking Qianye.
A massive explosion occurred, Qianye staggering, then being thrown back by the impact. He was no match.
At that moment, the white snake swung its tail, breaking the sound barrier, the boom shaking the entire mountain range.
The thick, white tail struck Qianye, causing him to cough up blood and fly like a cannonball, crashing into a distant stone mountain.
The mountain wall cracked, and he slid down.
The white snake was too fast, quickly following up, coiling around to crush Qianye.
The stone wall was shattered by the snake's body, and Qianye was thrown back. He let out a long howl, his right fist glowing, striking the white snake's eye forcefully.
The white snake slightly moved its head, dodging the attack.
Qianye rushed up, fleeing the stone mountain.
Behind him, rocks rolled, the stone mountain collapsing. The white snake moved its body, crossing the sky again, pursuing Qianye with terrifying speed, leaving people in despair.
The mutants were terrified. Qianye was very strong, with almost superhuman power, but he was still no match for the white snake.
Even a disciple of Shakyamuni couldn't subdue the white snake.
However, people also learned that the so-called disciple of Shakyamuni was not an ancient person from over two thousand years ago, but a modern person.
"Unless Shakyamuni is reborn, human power cannot match the white snake." Someone whispered.
Of course, this statement did not consider mythological elements and was based on some historical records.
According to legend, Shakyamuni, in his youth, could throw an elephant, displaying immense strength, leading to the various legends and eventual deification.
Throwing an elephant hundreds of meters, what kind of strength is that?
"In the end, Qianye is probably just a mutant, appearing in this world before us." Someone said, quickly moving, fleeing the White Snake Ridge.
All of this happened in a brief moment. People did not expect that even a disciple of Shakyamuni would be no match for the white snake.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
The mutants were all fleeing. Who dared to stay and watch? Qianye's arrival provided them with a chance to escape. Not leaving now would be foolish.
Chu Feng, with his keen senses, had already realized Qianye was at a disadvantage. He was one of the first to act, unable to fight back or help, and could only escape, not waiting to die.
In the mountains, Qianye staggered backward, struck again by the white snake's silver light, covered in blood, his body's glow dimming.
Each time he was thrown back dozens or even hundreds of meters, and if it were a normal person, he would have been reduced to mush. His body was extremely resilient.
"According to legend, Shakyamuni's strength was extremely powerful. Your techniques are far from his." The white snake said, its attacks becoming even more fierce.
Qianye was repeatedly thrown back, crashing into mountains and stone walls, unable to resist. If this continued, he would surely die.
"Why did you resist the missile with your body when you could have avoided it with your divine senses?" Qianye asked, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
He was worried because he realized how terrifying the white snake was, not just in strength but also in speed.
Additionally, it had divine senses, allowing it to avoid danger.
"I just wanted to see how long my body could withstand modern weapons." The white snake answered, its voice pleasant but chilling Qianye to the bone.
This white snake must have big plans to take such risks.
"What do you really want to do?" Qianye asked.
The white snake ignored him, starting to exert force, coiling forward, its killing intent spreading, making the entire Taihang Mountains cold.
The mutants shouted, fleeing for their lives.
The white snake did not pursue.
This battle was extremely brutal. Out of four to five thousand mutants, only about a thousand survived.
More modern weapons were launched into the Taihang Mountains, but the white snake was already gone.
Whether Qianye was alive or dead became a mystery, as the other mutants did not see him come out.
Chu Feng ran at full speed, like the wind, far from the terrifying mountains. He changed his clothes in an uninhabited area and quietly returned home.
"The white snake has emerged; this area is no longer safe." He was considering leaving.
Where was the yellow ox? He was worried about it.
Suddenly, he raised his head and looked into the courtyard, where a figure had appeared.