"Haha..."
"Bald monk, are you still not going to hand over the sarira?"
Seeing this situation, Yao Ruomo became even more excited and bloodthirsty.
As long as he could obtain the sarira, he could use it to further increase his cultivation. He could even refine the bald monk, who was a fifth level Martial Ancestor, and use him as a puppet.
Thinking of this, Yao Ruomo became even more greedy and expectant.
The bald monk closed his eyes and silently chanted the name of Buddha. His cultivation was basically exhausted and he could not use the Light of Buddha for a second time. He could only silently wait for death to come. He was not afraid of death. To him, the Six Dao was an illusory world. Death would be a form of release.
"Bald monk, I'll send you on your last journey so that you can give up. Your Buddha is fake. He won't save you at all."
Yao Ruo Mo laughed maniacally and raised his hand. The black fog rolled and condensed into the shape of a claw. Then, he grabbed the bald monk and pulled him in front of him with ease.
The bald monk did not resist and allowed Yao Ruomo to grab his neck. Although it was difficult for him to breathe, he did not struggle too much. Instead, he silently chanted the name of Buddha. No matter what Yao Ruomo said, he still believed that Buddha would save him unconditionally. This was the mercy of Buddha.
"Die for me. Your Buddha won't come."
He exerted a little force in his hand and wanted to crush the bald monk to death.
However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a threatening aura lock onto him.
"Hmm? Could it be that someone has come to die? "
He furrowed his brows and muttered. The black mist around his body began to roll.
Looking over, he saw Xiao Yang stepping on the air and slowly appearing in front of Yao Ruomo and the bald monk.
"Fifth level evil cultivator, Yao Ruomo, one of the top ten experts of the Evil Cultivator Alliance. Fifth level Martial Ancestor."
Xiao Yang was calm and composed as he spoke calmly. His calm eyes fell on Yao Ruomo.
He could have not shown himself or pretended that he did not know this had happened. He could have just left this place. He was very lazy and did not want to cause trouble.
But in the end, he still came.
Firstly, he couldn't stand the Heretic Cultivators from the Heretic Cultivator Alliance. Since young, they had been instilled with the idea that killing Heretic Cultivators was an honor. Secondly, he couldn't just watch the bald monk die here. It would have been fine if he hadn't noticed it in the beginning, but now that he had, he couldn't just pretend that he hadn't seen it.
"Kid, you know me?"
Yao Ruo Mo sneered and stared at Xiao Yang with great interest. His bloodthirsty eyes revealed greed.
He could see that Xiao Yang's physique was unusual. If he could devour Xiao Yang, then he would be able to comprehend the mysteries of Xiao Yang's physique and absorb the mysteries of Xiao Yang's cultivation method. To him, this was an extremely tempting existence.
Furthermore, he could sense that Xiao Yang's cultivation was only at the fourth level of the Martial Great Realm, one level lower than his own. Even the dignified fifth level Martial Great Realm bald monk was no match for him, much less a fourth level Martial Great Realm kid. He was very confident that he could take care of Xiao Yang.
Xiao Yang sneered and the corners of his mouth curled into a mocking smile. He mocked, "The Heretic Cultivator Alliance's infamy has long spread across the entire mainland and even the other realms. Who doesn't know about it? Who doesn't know about it? Everyone is ashamed of you and yet you're happy about it? How strange. "
Hmph.
Yao Ruo Mo scoffed loudly and his expression turned ugly. His expression was gloomy and murderous intent filled his eyes.
He flung the half-dead bald monk away and sneered, "If you want to die, then I'll take care of you first. Then, I'll slowly take care of that bald monk. Today, none of you will be able to escape."
"Kid, are you regretting it now? Originally, you could have escaped. Now that you've gotten involved in this matter, you'll have to hand over your little life. Do you know your wrongs now? Tsk tsk … "
Yao Ruo Mo raised his hand and in an instant, countless black mist swirled around. This black mist was no ordinary mist. It contained the power of decay, evil, and devouring. It was the pinnacle of evil.
"Eat my palm, Yao Ruo Palm."
Yao Ruo Mo's condensed black palm rushed towards Xiao Yang.
Previously, he had used this move to slap the bald monk until he couldn't even lift his head. Now that he was using it to deal with a mere Xiao Yang, he was full of confidence.
Xiao Yang scoffed and was not afraid in the slightest. Even if his cultivation was one level lower than his opponent's, he was still confident that he could fight him.
"Yao Ruo Mo, I, Xiao Yang, am not afraid of you. Eat my Cloud Expelling Palm."
The Cloud Expelling Palm was a Black Level Upper Grade Martial Skill. It was also one of the basic palm techniques that everyone in the Xiao family had to learn.
Xiao Yang had already grasped this Martial Skill long ago and had even cultivated it to the extreme. He could unleash the power of this Martial Skill to a great extent.
As he roared and formed a seal with both hands, his cultivation erupted. The Cloud Expelling Palm was formed with supreme Spiritual Energy.
"Go."
The Cloud Expelling Palm was like a five-fingered mountain peak. It was a hundred feet in size and pressed down from the sky towards Yao Ruo Mo. Its aura was monstrous and the wind and clouds changed.
A huge rumbling sound was heard.
The collision of the two Martial Skills set off a shocking sound. There was even a huge shock wave that swept in all directions, engulfing everything.
Even Yao Ruo Mo had no choice but to take a few steps back. Every step was about ten feet in size.
After he steadied himself, he couldn't help but be stunned. He looked at Xiao Yang in shock, as if he didn't expect Xiao Yang's combat power to be so strong.
"Kid, I've underestimated you. However, you still can't escape the fate of being devoured by me."
"Eat my Illusion, Illusion Illusion."
Yao Ruo Mo instantly executed an illusion technique to confuse Xiao Yang.
This kind of illusion technique might not work against an experienced old monster. However, against an inexperienced young man, there was an eighty to ninety percent chance that he would fall for it. This was the reason why Yao Ruo Mo used this technique to deal with Xiao Yang.
He believed that Xiao Yang definitely wouldn't be able to resist the temptation of this illusion technique.
When Xiao Yang exchanged a blow with Yao Ruo Mo, his body was swept away by the shock wave and he couldn't help but retreat. He thought to himself that a fifth level Martial Ancestor was indeed a fifth level Martial Ancestor. He couldn't be underestimated. However, just as he steadied himself, his opponent had already executed an illusion technique.
In the next instant, Xiao Yang seemed to have arrived within a courtyard, and there were over 10 beautiful women standing around him. All of these women were different in appearance, some were charming, some were delicate, some were pure, some were bold, and there were so on and so forth, and the only thing they had in common was their drop dead gorgeous appearances.
"Come, husband, eat another grape."
"Come on, husband."
A young woman with an enchanting figure was feeding Xiao Yang grapes. There were also women as gentle as water who were gently massaging Xiao Yang's shoulders. This caused Xiao Yang to be immersed in the land of gentleness, unable to extricate himself.
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