Ning Fan seemed to have turned into a statue. He sat on the shore of the island without moving an inch.
The water rippled slightly and the dragon bait was eaten by the dragon soul.
Ning Fan was not in a hurry to catch the dragon soul. He just repeatedly reeled in the line, shaped the bait and cast the rod, allowing the dragon bait to be eaten again.
His gaze became deeper and deeper, as if he could see the satisfied expressions of the dragon souls in the water.
"Is the bait delicious?" Ning Fan murmured with a sigh.
Half a day had passed since the second day of the conference.
Night had already fallen. The moonlight was dim and yellow. Ning Fan was dressed in white robes, sitting alone in the darkness.
When there were only a few dragon baits left, he tossed all of them into the water. However, this caused the dragon souls in the water to fight over them.
The dragon bait had been used up, but he didn't buy any more. He just hung the hook in the air and waited.
Without the Dragon Bait, the Dragon Souls finally dispersed after waiting bitterly for nothing. In this place, there were no longer any dragons biting his bait or disturbing his state of mind.
The dragon souls in this place seemed to have grown accustomed to it. They knew the benefits of dragon bait and they also knew that Ning Fan did not have any more dragon bait.
The dragon souls swam to the islands where the other cultivators were and began to steal the dragon bait.
Some succeeded, and some failed. Those who failed were naturally fished up by others.
On this night, many of the cultivators who participated in the competition had gained something. Most of them were thanks to Ning Fan.
All of this had nothing to do with Ning Fan.
Ning Fans heart seemed to have turned into a gentle ripple, without a single ripple.
He looked at those Dragon Souls that had walked right into the trap, and it was as if he was looking at himself. He was so good that he could be compared to all living beings.
On the first day, he fished the dragon crazily, easily deciding the death of the dragon soul.
On the second day, he pardoned the dragon from death and used it as bait to decide the life and death of the dragon soul.
But in this life, most of the ending was still a dead end …
This was similar to cultivating Dao. Heaven could easily decide a person's death, yet it used longevity and Dao Truth as bait to lure all living beings to cultivate Dao.
Without the bait, one could not transcend life and death.
The immortals who obtained the bait thought that they had transcended life and death, but most of them would still fall one day.
First-step cultivators were limited by their lifespans, while second-step immortals were limited by the Heavenly Tribulations.
As long as one was still restricted by the heavens and earth, one would not truly be considered to have transcended the restrictions of the heavens and earth.
Immortals were people who stood on the mountain, but even if they stood on the mountain, there was still a sky above their head and a land below their feet … This mountain was still trapped in the cage of Heaven and Earth …
The one holding the bait was the fisherman, and the one fighting for the bait was the fish.
At this moment, Ning Fan was holding the bait. He was the fisherman. The dragon souls fought against each other for the bait and died because of it.
If the Dao was the bait, then the living beings would be the fish and the dragon. They would fight with each other, and the heaven and earth would be the fisherman.
Ning Fan raised his head and looked at the sky in silence.
If heaven and earth were the fisherman, if longevity and Dao were the food, he did not want to be like most people, running around for the bait and losing his life for it.
He didn't want to be a fish at the mercy of others. He didn't want to be fished out by others. He wanted to be the fisherman in charge of the fish's life and death.
"If you want to be a fisherman, you must first understand the Dao of Angling … Anglers should hide in the river, cast bait unseen, and kill silently …"
At this moment, Ning Fan's eyes shone with a mysterious light. There was reality in the illusory and death in the midst of life.
His body began to fade, and so did the fishing rod, fishing line, and fishing hook in his hand.
The night ended and the sun rose. Ning Fan's body had already faded like a mirage.
On the night of the third day, Ning Fan's body had completely disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Erm … Where did Fellow Daoist Bai Mu go?" A few of the First Break Realm old monsters asked in surprise.
The eruption on the first day, the silence on the second day, and the disappearance on the third day …
What he did in the first two days was to comprehend the Dao of Angling and prepare for the third day.
Ordinary people would not know where Ning Fan went.
Cultivators at the Fifth Break Realm and above could see that Ning Fan did not actually go anywhere. He was still sitting on the same spot. He just concealed his body and the fishing rod so that ordinary people could not see him.
Only the three rogue demons could see that Ning Fan had gone through three extremely mysterious changes during the process of concealing himself.
Ning Fan's body went from being real to illusory, from illusory to life, from life to death … His body was constantly changing between being real and illusory. His qi was hovering between life and death.
Even though he was just sitting there, it was as if he had become one with the entire Dragon Raising Pond, as if he did not exist. His qi was like a dead object.
The three rogue demons who had achieved the Dao Fusion with their demon souls could also do this. However, they would not be able to do it as perfectly as Ning Fan.
It was as if Ning Fan had really disappeared.
Other than the Yin Yang power on the fishing hook, the Yin Yang Dragons would not notice that someone had set up a fishing hook and was waiting for them to take the bait.
Ning Fan did not need other dragon baits. He directly extracted a trace of the purest Yin Yang power from the Yin Yang Locket and channeled it into the fishing rod.
To the Yin Yang Dragons and Yang Dragons, this trace of Yin Yang power was much more tempting than any other dragon bait.
At first, they did not dare to take the bait. However, they still sensed Ning Fan's presence in the end. Even though they wanted to eat the dragon bait, they did not dare to do so.
When Ning Fan concealed himself, the two dragons no longer concealed their desires. For that trace of pure Yin Yang power, they began to fight each other in the Dragon Raising Pond.
Ning Fan was still waiting. He was waiting for the crucial moment of the battle between the two dragons. Then, he would split the fishing hook into two and catch the two dragons in one go!
The result he achieved on the first day was his usual performance.
On the second day, he wasted hundreds of dragon baits and released hundreds of dragon souls in order to comprehend the Dao of Angling and comprehend the key to fishing dragons.
He set up the Yin Yang Bait and waited in the dark with purple luck.
Once the Yin Yang Dragons let down their guard and began to fight each other and swallow the bait, he would be able to achieve success in one go.
"It's a little strange. Why didn't Old Ancestor Bai Mu get anything from the second day onwards …?"
"Do you think Old Ancestor Bai Mu doesn't want to fish for ordinary dragon souls anymore? Maybe he wants to fish for the legendary Yin Yang Dragon Souls?"
"Fellow Daoist, don't joke around. No one has fished out the Yin Yang Dragon Souls for millions of years. Why would Old Ancestor Bai Mu seek trouble for himself by fishing for the Yin Yang Dragon Souls that are so difficult to catch?"
On the four jade platforms of the Dragon Raising Pond, many cultivators were discussing in low voices.
The nine Demon Sovereigns remained silent. All of their spirit sense were gathered on Ning Fan.
He Shixiu used his spirit sense to detect Ning Fan's actions. His eyes were filled with impatience.
"What is Bai Mu trying to do by deliberately mystifying things …?"
"Speaking of which, why is it so difficult to catch the Yin Dragon and Yang Dragon … My luck is already close to purple and I've even used some secret medicine on the dragon bait. However, I still can't catch the Yin Dragon and Yang Dragon …"
"If I don't have the Yin Yang Dragon Pearl, the stage of getting the map will be extremely dangerous. This is going to be troublesome … "
Half of the third day had passed. After the last night, the Dragon Fishing Convention would come to an end.
How could He Shixiu not be anxious? He only had less than half a day left.
Initially, he came to fish the Yin Dragon and Yang Dragon with confidence. However, his confidence had already been depleted.
"Could it be that even my half-purple luck isn't enough to catch the Yin Dragon and Yang Dragon?!"
The night gradually faded and the sky turned white. He Shixiu's heart also sank.
Not only did he fail to catch the Yin Yang Dragon in this Dragon Fishing Convention, but he also failed to catch the ordinary dragon souls.
He Shixiu could not accept such a result, but he had no choice but to accept it.
"The convention will end in another hour … Damn it. Do I really have to have the best luck to catch the Yin Yang Dragon?!"
Just as he was muttering to himself, his eyes suddenly flashed with surprise.
He Shixiu wasn't the only one who was shocked. Countless cultivators in the entire Dragon Raising Pond and the four jade platforms were also astonished!
At this moment, Ning Fan, who was originally invisible, showed his figure at this moment!
On the surface of the sea where the night had yet to end, a dazzling aurora suddenly flashed!
Within that aurora, there was an existence of Dao Power that could look down on the sun and moon!
When that Dao Power spread out, the shadows of the sun and moon rose to the sky at the same time and a strange phenomenon took place!
Two extremely furious dragon roars came from the deepest part of the Dragon Raising Pond, penetrating through the water and spreading across the entire pond!
* Roar *
"This … This is the roar of the Yin Yang Dragon Souls! Someone actually caught the Yin Yang Dragon Souls when the Dragon Fishing Convention is about to end! Who is it?! "
"It's Old Ancestor Bai Mu! He's the one who caught the Yin Yang Dragon Souls. Moreover, he managed to catch two dragons at once. However, he still can't pull them out of the sea for the time being! "
Exclamations of surprise could be heard from all directions.
He Shixiu's eyes were blank as if he had just received a huge shock.
"Why can Bai Mu catch the Yin Yang Dragon Souls? Could it be that he really has the purple luck?!"
"Evil creature! What great strength!"
Ning Fan stepped on the shore of the island and pulled the Tai Gong Fishing Rod. He wanted to pull the Yin Yang Dragon Souls out of the water but to no avail.
The Yin Yang Dragon Souls were gigantic and they were still struggling with great strength.
Even with his strength, he could not catch the two dragons at once.
The strength of these two dragons was comparable to that of sovereign beasts. As they struggled, their strength increased by a few times.
"Dragon Subduing!"
Ning Fan secretly activated a trace of dragon subduing power on the fishing rod without anyone noticing.
After activating the Dragon Subduing Technique of the Tai Gong Fishing Rod, the Yin Yang Dragon Souls which were roaring furiously suddenly let out a miserable shriek and were pulled out of the water by Ning Fan.
They were two dragon souls which were thirty thousand zhang * (3.33m per zhang) in size. One of them was black while the other was white!
The black dragon was the Yin dragon while the white dragon was the Yang dragon!
The eyes of the two dragons were filled with fear. Their bodies were severely injured by the Dragon Subduing Technique. Their blood was flowing uncontrollably.
If it wasn't for the sake of keeping the souls of the two dragons for them to devour, Ning Fan could directly use the Tai Gong Fishing Rod to kill them instantly.
At this moment, the Old Yuan Emperor suddenly rose to his feet. His eyes were filled with astonishment.
The other two loose demons also rose to their feet. However, their eyes were filled with greed when they looked at the Yin Yang Dragon Souls.
Among the old monsters present, they were not the only ones who showed greedy eyes at the Yin Yang Dragon Souls.
The Yin Yang Dragon Souls contained the Yin Yang Dragon Pearl. A single pearl could increase the demon power of fifty thousand Life Periods. Two pearls would increase the demon power of one hundred thousand Life Periods.
The Yin Yang Dragon Souls were just First Grade Dragon Souls which were not worth mentioning.
Some of them looked at Ning Fan with greed in their eyes. However, none of them made a move for the Yin Yang Dragon Pearls.
The old Fox Sovereign and the old Chi Sovereign were already loose demons. It was useless for them to devour the dragon pearls.
Other than the two loose demons, the other experts were afraid of the reputations of the Yuan Palace and Li Long. Thus, none of them dared to snatch the treasures from Ning Fan.
Ning Fan's expression relaxed a little. It couldn't be any better that no one tried to snatch the treasures.
He kept the fishing rod and kept the Yin Yang Dragon Pearls from the bodies of the two dragons. Then, he sealed the two dragon souls into the Sealing Pot.
Li Long, on the other hand, had already separated the sea and came to Ning Fan's side to protect him. He would not allow anyone to snatch the treasures from him.
"Hehe … I didn't expect this. I really didn't expect this! The Yin Yang Dragon that no one had fished for millions of years has been caught by someone again. How rare. "
The old Fox Sovereign and the old Chi Sovereign withdrew their greedy expressions and returned to their seats. Their facial expressions had already returned to normal.
The Old Yuan Emperor also gradually withdrew his excited expression. He returned to his seat with an undisguised smile on his face.
Now that Ning Fan had fished up the Yin Yang Dragon Pearls, he could use them to heal his injuries. To him, it couldn't be any better.
"This Bai Mu's luck is truly heaven-defying. It seems like it's most likely a purple luck …" The Old Primitive Emperor was both impressed and envious.
Purple colored luck was extremely rare. Since Ning Fan possessed such a powerful luck, he would certainly encounter more opportunities in his path of cultivation compared to ordinary people.
"He fished out the Yin Yang Dragon Ball …" He Shixiu had a complicated look on his face.
He didn't want Ning Fans to obtain such a precious treasure, but no matter what, Ning Fans was the helper invited by the Little Demoness, so he would go with her to get the map.
Obtaining the Yin Yang Dragon Ball could be considered as reducing the difficulty of passing that level. Perhaps, it was a good thing …
"It would be great if I could fish out the Yin Yang Dragon Pearl. I'm not far from breaking through to the sixth level. If I had the Dragon Pearl …"
Yun Youmu laughed at himself. He was laughing because he actually did not know that Ning Fan's luck was so strong.
Li Long was very proud. He was proud that his master had fished up the Yin Yang Dragon Pearl that countless people dreamed of.
"Master definitely has purple luck!" Li Long was convinced.
As the sun rose in the east, the last trace of darkness finally dissipated.
When dawn arrived, the Dragon Fishing Convention was finally coming to an end.
Ning Fan heaved a sigh of relief and sat cross-legged on the ground. He closed his eyes and rested, waiting for the Dragon Fishing Convention to end.
He did not continue fishing for dragons.
Since his luck was strong, he had already fished out most of the dragon souls that had dragon pearls. There were only a few dragon souls left and most of them did not have dragon pearls. Thus, there was no value in fishing anymore.
The Yin Yang Dragon Pearl was already in his hands. That was enough.
With these two dragon pearls, the risk of helping the Little Demoness obtain the map would be much lower.
Before leaving the Demon World, he could still borrow the power of these two dragon pearls to completely restore the demon soul of the old Yuan Emperor and return the favor to him.
After obtaining the map, Ning Fan's cultivation base would certainly skyrocket if he devoured these two dragon pearls.
One should know that Ning Fan was an ancient god with one aperture. To him, devouring a Yin Yang Dragon Pearl could increase his magic power by one hundred thousand yuan instead of fifty thousand yuan.
"Now that I've obtained the dragon pearls, it's about time for me to leave the Demon World …"
Ning Fan estimated that the Appearance Changing Pill would lose its effect in a few days. It was about time for him to leave.
On the four jade platforms, countless cultivators were discussing among themselves. All of them were talking about something related to Ning Fan.
In this Dragon Fishing Convention, Ning Fan ranked first in terms of the number of dragon souls and dragon pearls he fished. Moreover, he fished the Yin Yang Dragon Pearl. No one could compare to him.
On the eastern jade platform, the mysterious man who wore a thick cloak was wearing a jealous expression.
"Damn it. This fake Bai Mu actually fished so many dragon souls and dragon pearls. He even fished out the Yin Yang Dragon Pearl that no one has managed to fish for millions of years … I'm the real Bai Mu. All of these things should belong to me!"
No one knew that this mysterious man in a cloak was the real old ancestor of the Light Feather Clan – Bai Mu.
He had the Green Yang Physique which was one of the Seven Yang Physiques. He would not be happy without women. He had committed many evil deeds and was once expelled from the clan.
His combat power was low and he was the weakest among those who were at the same level as him. Moreover, he was often tortured and hunted down by those who were at a higher cultivation level than him.
He was once hunted by the leader of the Black Crane Clan and nearly died. When he was recuperating, he met Cheng Huang of the Yellow Dragon Clan by chance and acknowledged him as his master.
Originally, he planned to expose Ning Fan's identity after meeting up with Cheng Huang. Then, he would use Cheng Huang's deterrence to take away all of Ning Fan's opportunities.
The Star Stones, the broken seven servants and everything else. He wanted to take everything away.
Unfortunately, Cheng Huang's son had yet to show up. He did not dare to challenge Ning Fan alone.
Seeing Ning Fan using his name to fish for countless dragon souls and dragon pearls, he was envious but he could not do anything about it.
"Why isn't my son here yet?! If my son is here, he can just ask this fake Bai Mu for the Yin Yang Dragon Pearl and the Star Stones with his reputation. The fake Bai Mu certainly would not dare to disobey him. After all, which demon cultivator in the lower world would dare to disobey a cultivator from the upper world? "
"My son, why aren't you here yet? If you don't come, the Dragon Fishing Convention will end soon. Perhaps the fake Bai Mu will leave …"
"My son, come quickly. Let's snatch all of the fake Bai Mu's items together!"
"My son, hurry up. The Dragon Fishing Convention will end in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn!"
"My son, where are you?! Come back quickly! "
The cloaked man's heart was really burning with anxiety.
He almost wanted to kneel on the ground and pray. Just as he was feeling anxious, he suddenly saw a massive dragon-shaped formation mark appear in the sky.
The formation mark was dark yellow. The moment it appeared, the cloaked man was overjoyed.
"This is the formation mark of the lower world that only the Yellow Dragon Clan has. I have seen my son descend to the lower world with this formation mark. I've seen it before!"
"My son is here. My son is here to deal with the fake Bai Mu with me! Haha! My son is finally here! "
The cloaked man sneered. Green light flashed in his eyes.
Even though the formation mark had already appeared, it would still take around one hundred breaths for the teleportation to be completed.
The cloaked man could no longer wait. After all, he would have the support of his son in another one hundred breaths. At this moment, he was full of confidence. Even if he were to face a rogue demon, he would still have the guts to scold him.
"Bai Mu, die for me!"
He shouted pretentiously. Using his Second Heavenly Layer Void Fragmentation Realm cultivation base, he leaped up from the jade platform and stood in the sky, looking down at the living beings below.
At this moment, the teleportation runes of the Yellow Dragon Clan appeared in the sky, shocking countless cultivators.
Just as many old monsters were wondering about the members of the Yellow Dragon Clan descending to the lower worlds, they suddenly saw a Void Fragmentation Realm cultivator wearing a cloak jump out from the lower worlds and speak arrogantly. He actually wanted Ning Fan to die.
"The Yellow Dragon Clan's upper demons are about to descend. Are they here to watch the Dragon Fishing Convention?"
"Uh, who is this cloaked man? Even though he is a Void Fragmentation Realm old monster, he is only at the Second Heavenly Layer of the Void Fragmentation Realm. Why does he dare to challenge Old Ancestor Bai Mu?"
The moment the Yellow Dragon Clan's Lower Realm formation pattern appeared, the Old Primitive Emperor's eyes turned cold while Tan Zixin became nervous.
Tan Zixin was feeling anxious for Ning Fan. She knew that the Yellow Dragon Clan most likely harbored malicious intentions when they descended to the lower worlds this time. It was highly likely that they were here to seek revenge for Cheng Huang.
"Are they here to deal with Senior Bai Mu? Oh no, Senior Bai Mu is in danger …"
Just as Tan Zixin was worrying about Ning Fan, she suddenly heard a cloaked man provoking Ning Fan. Her beautiful eyes darkened.
"Who is this person? Why is he shouting at Senior White Wood?"
As soon as he saw the Yellow Dragon Clan's formation pattern appearing in the sky, Li Long's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise. However, he did not pay too much attention to it.
Naturally, he did not know that Ning Fan had killed the dragon son Cheng Huang. This group of experts of the Yellow Dragon Clan was here for Ning Fan.
However, when he saw a cultivator with two broken bones speaking arrogantly to Ning Fan, Li Long's eyes were filled with rage.
Is my master someone that anyone can provoke?!
Ning Fan rose to his feet and his eyes turned cold.
There was no need to guess the reason why the experts of the Yellow Dragon Clan descended to the lower worlds. They were most likely here for Cheng Huang.
Putting aside the experts of the Yellow Dragon Clan, who was this cloaked man? Why did he provoke Ning Fan for no reason?
With a leap, Ning Fan flew up to the clouds and stared at the cloaked man from a distance of ten thousand zhang * (3.33m per zhang).
"Who are you?!" Ning Fan asked.
"You're asking me who I am? Haha. Who do you think I am? Who do you think I am?! "
The cloaked man suddenly lifted his head and laughed heartily. Then, he abruptly removed his cloak.
"Who do you think I am? I want to ask you who you are! I am the old ancestor of the Light Feather Clan, Bai Mu. What exactly are your intentions by impersonating my identity and sneaking into Tianyuan City?! I'll give you three breaths. Give me all the dragon souls, dragon balls and ten pieces of star stones that you've fished up. Also, give me your seven broken slaves. Then, I can forgive your crime of impersonating me. Otherwise, when the dragon son Cheng Huang from the upper worlds arrives, you, the fake Bai Mu, will certainly die! "
When he was speaking, his eyes were constantly flashing with green rays of light that carried scorching Yang power.
His words entered the ears of countless people, causing their expressions to turn strange.
Ning Fan is the fake Bai Mu? Is this cloaked man the real Bai Mu?
No one knew who was the real one. They only knew that it was a foolish act for a Second Heavenly Layer Void Fragmentation Realm cultivator to provoke Ning Fan.
Ning Fan himself was already strong enough to defeat all cultivators at the Second Heavenly Layer of the Void Fragmentation Realm. Moreover, he had his seven broken slaves and had a close relationship with the Yuan Palace.
Whether Ning Fan was Bai Mu or not, he was not someone that this cloaked man could provoke.
At first, Ning Fan wanted to raise his hand and kill the cloaked man. However, when he saw the green Yang power in the man's eyes, he was slightly stunned.
"This is … the Green Yang Physique!"
Now that a person with the Seven Yang Physique had delivered himself to his doorstep, how could he not accept him?
However, judging from the cloaked man's words, he seemed to be the real Bai Mu. The one that he was impersonating was him …
What Bai Mu said revealed a lot of information.
He was acquainted with Cheng Huang and they came for the star stones …
All of a sudden, Ning Fan understood something.
Before he killed Cheng Huang that day, Cheng Huang firmly believed that Ning Fan was not Bai Mu and asked for the star stones of the Light Feather Clan. It turned out that there was a reason behind it.
Cheng Huang was in cahoots with this Bai Mu. Of course, he knew that Ning Fan could not be Bai Mu.
However, he did not know if this group of cultivators from the Yellow Dragon Clan who borrowed the formation marks to descend to the lower worlds was also in cahoots with Bai Mu.
However, it seemed like Bai Mu was still unaware that Cheng Huang was already dead.
"How dare you! How dare you act so presumptuously in the Dragon Fishing Convention organized by the Palace of Origin?! Seeing that you are a Void Fragmentation Realm expert, I won't hold you accountable for disrupting the convention if you leave now! "
Great Elder Zhou Nan led four Void Fragmentation Realm experts of the Void Fragmentation Realm of the Origin Palace and flew towards Ning Fan. They surrounded Zhen Baimu and each of them glared at him.
"Palace of Origin? In my eyes, what is the Palace of Origin?! Do you know who my master is?! My master is the dignified dragon son of the Yellow Dragon Clan – Cheng Huang! Everyone, please take a look at the formation marks in the sky. I believe many of you know that these are the formation marks of the lower worlds that only the Yellow Dragon Clan has … Hehe. My master, Cheng Huang, is about to descend to the Heaven Origin Realm with the help of the formation marks. He is here to help me deal with the fake Bai Mu! "
The cloaked man's words caused countless cultivators to gasp in shock.
No one cared about who was the real Bai Mu and who was the fake Bai Mu. After all, Bai Mu was not a popular person. He had a terrible reputation. If it wasn't because of Ning Fan's strength, his name would not have spread across the Demon World.
However, what everyone was concerned about was that the cloaked man was actually the demon servant of the dragon son of the upper worlds. Moreover, he even invited the cultivators of the Yellow Dragon Clan to deal with Ning Fan …
The formation marks in the sky could not be faked. What the cloaked man said was probably true.
He really invited the members of the Yellow Dragon Clan to deal with Ning Fan!
"I didn't expect such an unforeseen event to happen at the end of the Dragon Fishing Convention … The real and fake Bai Mu, the intervention of the Yellow Dragon Clan …" Some old monsters whispered to each other.
Just as they began to discuss among themselves, everyone suddenly became silent.
It was because the formation marks of the Yellow Dragon Clan in the sky suddenly flashed and emitted a million rays of light, condensing into a dark yellow realm gate.
The realm gate opened and hundreds of experts of the Yellow Dragon Clan walked out of it. The ones leading them were actually four rogue demons!
"Who is Bai Mu?!"
The leader of the group was a rogue demon. He wore a yellow demon armor and had a head full of white hair. His eyes were filled with monstrous rage.
His cold shout caused the entire city to fall into dead silence!
"Esteemed Demon, this lowly one is Bai Mu! I wonder where is Cheng Huang Longzi? Why don't I see him? "
The real Bai Mu wore an incomparably proud expression. He stepped on the sky and flew towards the large group of experts of the Yellow Dragon Clan.
His expression seemed like he wanted to show off to all the experts in the city how strong his backer was.
"Four rogue demons! Four rogue demons! Oh my god! Cheng Huang has brought so many people with him. Let alone snatching the fake Bai Mu, even massacring a few demon palaces would be a piece of cake for them! "
The real Bai Mu excitedly walked towards the rogue demon. He did not realize how great the killing intent in the rogue demon's eyes was.
"Are you Bai Mu? Hehe. You still dare to ask me where Cheng Huang is …? I want to ask you, who gave you the guts to kill Cheng Huang?! I'm going to tear you into a million pieces! "
The rogue demon suddenly raised his finger and pointed at the fake Bai Mu.
He only used thirty percent of his demon power in that finger attack. However, it was enough to kill a Second Heavenly Layer Void Fragmentation Realm cultivator ten times over.
That one finger attack turned into yellow demon flames that filled the sky. They carried boundless killing intent, causing the real Bai Mu's face to turn pale.
"What's going on?! What's going on?! Why are the experts of the Yellow Dragon Clan attacking me?! How did this happen?!!! "
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