Hearing Yan Zhaoge's question, Zhuang Chaohui was clearly taken aback for a moment.
As he regained his wits, his expression involuntarily turned rather strange.
After looking dazedly at Yan Zhaoge for a moment, Zhuang Chaohui looked like he was angry whilst also not, seemingly smiling whilst also not, "I remember now. That Meng Wan originated from the same lower world as you. Her lineage in the lower world was destroyed by your Broad Creed Mountain, right?"
"Who is her father, who is her father … ha! Who is her father? "
Zhuang Chaohui suddenly laughed loudly, "You wouldn't want to know."
"But you will know very soon!"
His smile was filled with mockery, "Very soon!"
Zhuang Chaohui stared at Yan Zhaoge, "I really want to see what your expression will be like after knowing this. Still, it would not be fun for me to tell you now."
"Oh?" Hearing his words, Yan Zhaoge was not angered, "Since that is so, you can leave with regrets."
Saying thus, he grabbed that clump of flame, clenching his fist and shattering it!
Zhuang Chaohui's face gradually dissipated amidst the flames.
Still, there was still a joyful expression on his face as he roared loudly, "Yan Zhaoge, I will be waiting for you down below! That day is not far away, very soon! Very soon! "
"While you did not tell me anything, from your words, I can basically tell that Meng Wan was safe and sound after being taken away by you," The corners of Yan Zhaoge's mouth arched slightly upwards, "This is actually already enough."
Zhuang Chaohui roared, "Surnamed Yan, I want to see how you die!"
"That is not something you should worry about," Yan Zhaoge chuckled, exerting force with his fingers as he completely extinguished that clump of flame.
The flourishing life force was extinguished at this moment as Zhuang Chaohui's life force was severed just like that.
Yan Zhaoge retrieved that jade talisman and looked at it, "It is indeed troublesome to kill a martial practitioner with a powerful life force who cultivates in a special martial art like this."
Still, there was no reaction from the jade talisman this time.
Zhuang Chaohui's nirvanic rebirth had already been used up and the backup method left behind by his father Zhuang Shen had been dispelled as well.
However powerful Zhuang Chaohui's life force was, he would definitely be meeting the King Yama this time.
Zhuang Chaohui having been slain here, Yan Zhaoge's enmity with Broad Creed Mountain and the Southern Exalt Zhuang Shen had reached a new height.
Yan Zhaoge, on the other hand, was very calm as he kept the Extreme Yang Seal and the jade talisman, swivelling his head to look at Ah Hu and Pan-Pan, smiling, "After searching this Daoist temple one last time, we can leave."
While Yan Zhaoge had only clashed for a short period of time with Zhuang Chaohui and the other man having already taken care of them, the force exerted by him was not weak at all.
The effects of the battle affected the entire Daoist temple, causing it to be on the verge of collapse.
After all, this place had been abandoned for many years and was not as sturdy and powerful as it used to be.
There were still many treasures and pills stored in the temple.
However, after experiencing the great calamity back then and enduring the corrosion of time, most of the stock had already decayed.
But even so, there were still many precious treasures among the remaining items.
In the eyes of most people, some of these items were mediocre and had limited value.
However, in Yan Zhaoge's eyes, he lacked something that could turn something rotten into something miraculous, turning trash into a treasure.
After tidying up everything here that caught his eye, Yan Zhaoge brought Ah Hu and Pan-Pan along as he returned to the great hall.
After bowing once more towards the statues of the founders of the Three Purities, Yan Zhaoge came before the incense burner table, looking at the runes inscribed with cinnabar on a yellow cloth.
"Oh, they're leaving?"
Because those of Wutong Slope had first suffered the simultaneous attacks of the three tribulations set up by the Daoist temple, the second batch of people of Three Foot Mountain had it much easier.
While the simultaneous attacks of the three tribulations were terrifying, it also formlessly lowered their continuity.
Still, seeing that Zhuang Chaohui and Pan-Pan had instead passed through the protective restrictions after undergoing nirvanic rebirth, the hearts of those of Three Foot Mountain began pounding.
While the others of Wutong Slope had been completely wiped out, the two Immortal Bridge Martial Saints who had survived possessed extraordinary strength.
Two batches of people had already arrived before them, both of them extremely powerful as well.
The first batch of Three Foot Mountain martial practitioners, their Chief included, had most likely perished. The second batch of Three Foot Mountain martial practitioners had still chosen to give up in the end after some hesitation, attempting to leave this cave manor which had cost them so much.
Now that the protective restrictions had weakened, they had successfully escaped.
Yan Zhaoge smiled, shaking his head as he led Ah Hu and Pan-Pan out of the great hall.
Feeling the spiritual qi flow here for a moment, Yan Zhaoge could not help but raise his brows slightly, "Someone opened another door. It looks like Zhuang Chaohui and the others entered from that newly opened door. It is just that …"
It was just that with this, the door through which he and the martial practitioners of Three Foot Mountain had entered from the Wilderness Sea had been affected and closed, unable to be opened again.
This meant that if Yan Zhaoge or those martial practitioners of Three Foot Mountain wanted to return to the World beyond Worlds, they would have to take the same path that Zhuang Chaohui and the others had entered from.
It did not have to be asked for it to be known that the other side of the exit was most likely in the lands of the southern Blazing Heaven Territory.
Yan Zhaoge could not help but laugh as he strode out of the Daoist temple. After determining the general direction, he headed towards that great lake from which those of Wutong Slope had entered.
Just having arrived by the lake, he saw a few figures preparing to enter the lake as well. From their attire and martial attainments, they were precisely martial practitioners of Three Foot Mountain.
Seeing Yan Zhaoge appear, their expressions all changed slightly.
They wondered what exactly was going on in the temple.
Yan Zhaoge did not stand on ceremony as he strode directly before those martial practitioners of Three Foot Mountain, raising his palm and striking out with a Cyclic Heavenly Seal!
"You …" That leading Three Foot Mountain Elder was just about to speak when a gust of wind assaulted his face, forcing him to shut his mouth.
While he was an early Immortal Bridge Martial Saint, he was hard pressed to withstand the peerless, massive force of Yan Zhaoge's Cyclic Heavenly Seal as he was sent flying in retreat with just a single strike.
Yan Zhaoge's palm did not cease in pressuring downwards as it resembled the collapse of the sky.
Beneath this palm of Yan Zhaoge's, the entire heavens and earth distorted as they converged and collapsed towards the centre of the lake.
The martial practitioners of Three Foot Mountain dared not resist as they hurriedly fled towards the dimensional passageway at the bottom of the lake.
Yet, beneath Yan Zhaoge's palm, many people were still directly slain!
Only two were heavily injured as they spurted out blood, barely managing to preserve their lives as they scrambled and fled into the entrance of the dimensional passageway.
Yan Zhaoge appeared leisurely as he sat on Pan-Pan's back.
Pan-Pan strode forward neither hurriedly nor slowly, closely following him into the dimensional passageway.
Seeing this, those two Three Foot Mountain Elders were both shocked and fearful, "This is that Yan Zhaoge? Vicious indeed! Chief and the others have already perished at his hands? "
After passing through the dimensional passageway, they arrived at the other exit.
There, however, were people blocking their path.
They were from the southern Blazing Heaven Territory's Phoenix Ritual Mountain's Wutong Slope.
As Zhuang Chaohui and the others were heading towards the cave manor of the Daoist temple, there were still other fellow disciples guarding the entrance here.
Seeing those two Three Foot Mountain Elders appear, the expressions of the Wutong Slope martial practitioners who were guarding the entrance all changed, "Who is it?"
"Hurry up and leave! Hurry up and leave! "The two Three Foot Mountain Elders spoke simultaneously as they fled like madmen.
Still, they were heavily injured and unable to move as they were blocked by the Wutong Slope martial practitioners, their eyes turned bloodshot in panic, "Make way if you don't want to die!"
The Wutong Slope martial practitioners were greatly enraged upon hearing their words, "What big words!"
Blazing fire transformed into all-encompassing sabres that hacked towards the two.
The two Three Foot Mountain Elders wanted to cry yet had no tears to shed as that indistinct, terrifying aura behind them grew closer and closer!
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