Chapter 1997
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"Your life and death are no longer up to you."
Gu Fei hadn't said a word ever since he had arrived, so his words stunned Tu Qing. Just as he was about to laugh, Tu Qing suddenly realized that Gu Fei's eyes had suddenly lit up.
"This is …"
Tu Qing felt an indescribable suction force from Gu Fei's eyes that was tugging at his primordial spirit. This was no small matter.
For immortal cultivators, the primordial spirit was their everything. If it was destroyed, then their souls would scatter. This was the most thorough way to die.
Although Tu Qing was startled awake, the divine light in his eyes only brightened for a moment before dimming once again. This time, his consciousness quickly sank into darkness and his body fell from the sky.
A ball of divine light wrapped around a miniature version of Tu Qing emerged from his body and floated in the void.
This was Tu Qing's primordial spirit. His primordial spirit was lifeless and confused, as if it had lost its consciousness. Then, with a "bang", the primordial spirit suddenly exploded.
At the same time, a jade tablet in a pavilion in the phoenix nest suddenly shattered.
"What happened? Why did Old Thirteen's life tablet shatter?"
An exclamation came from the pavilion. Brother Jiu had just descended from the sky and arrived at the entrance of the pavilion.
"What … Old Thirteen is dead? How is this possible? "
Brother Jiu was extremely shocked. He had just been talking to Tu Qing, yet Tu Qing had died. Could Gu Fei have already killed his way in? Was this even possible?
The phoenix nest was protected by a Saint-grade array formation. Even Gu Fei would find it difficult to break the array and enter. Unless a true Saint came, no one would be able to attack the phoenix nest.
Brother Jiu rushed into the pavilion and took a look. Indeed, Tu Qing's life tablet had shattered. In other words, Tu Qing was as dead as a doornail.
"Old Thirteen … What's going on?"
Although the 13 Great Bandits had already been subdued by the Iron Blood Daoist, Tu Qing's death had enraged the other bandits.
Revenge? If the opponent was weak, it would be fine. But if the opponent was too strong, who would go?
Preserving oneself was the true nature of the Thirteen Great Bandits. As long as they could live, why would they care about the life and death of others?
However, Tu Qing's death wasn't a small matter. They had to inform their boss. Otherwise, when he came out of seclusion and saw Tu Qing's death, he would definitely blame them.
The 13 Great Bandits had never submitted to anyone, but this Iron Blood Daoist had convinced this group of arrogant bandits. They had no choice but to submit. Because they didn't submit, the Iron Blood Daoist beat them until they submitted.
The few bandits in the pavilion hurriedly used a secret technique to inform Iron Blood Daoist, who was in seclusion.
"Thirteenth is dead?"
A Daoist sat cross-legged in the spirit cave of the Phoenix Pavilion. This Daoist was absorbing the vast amount of spirit energy in the spirit cave and cultivating the supreme mystic technique of Immortal Bird.
The Undying Bird Mysterious Art was a mysterious art created by the ancient Daoist Undying. Once cultivated to the great success stage, one could become a saint. Of course, this Ironblood Daoist was still a distance away from becoming a saint.
At this time, a message talisman flew into Iron Blood Daoist's secluded cultivation area.
"How is this possible? Who could kill Thirteenth?!"
Iron Blood Daoist's pupils shrank. Thirteenth's cultivation had already reached the Fifth Heavenly Layer. There weren't many people who could kill him. Who was this Gu Fei?
There was very little information in the message talisman. It only mentioned that a person called Gu Fei had killed Thirteenth, but that person still hadn't left.
"He killed my people and still hasn't escaped. How audacious of him!"
Iron Blood Daoist stopped cultivating and stood up. This Gu Fei must die. Otherwise, he would be called the boss of the 13 Great Bandits for nothing.
Although he didn't want to come out of seclusion, he had no choice but to do so.
Just as Iron Blood Daoist came out of seclusion, Gu Fei and his disciple were talking outside the Phoenix Nest.
"Master, your Godly Stealing Secret Technique is getting more and more superb!"
Gu Zhong said. Just now, Gu Fei used the Godly Stealing Secret Technique to pull out the primordial spirit of Tu Qing, one of the 13 Great Bandits. His primordial spirit was destroyed and Tu Qing's soul scattered.
Although they were separated by a layer of Sky Curtain, it wasn't difficult for Gu Fei to kill Tu Qing.
Tu Qing's death shocked the core members of the 13 Iron Blood Flags in the Phoenix Nest to the extreme. It was hard to imagine how Gu Fei killed Tu Qing under the protection of a Saint-level grand formation.
No one in the Phoenix Nest knew how Tu Qing died.
Even the other bandits were the same. They couldn't find any damage on Tu Qing's body. This made the bandits look at each other in inexplicable horror.
"If you cultivate diligently, you can also reach my level."
Gu Fei said. He had already passed on the Nine Secrets of Immortal Path to Gu Zhong. The magic of the Nine Secrets of Immortal Path was that any cultivator could cultivate it.
"Roar!"
At this moment, a furious roar came from the Phoenix Nest. The entire world shook as an extremely powerful aura burst forth. An extremely powerful aura appeared between heaven and earth.
"The main character has made his appearance!"
Gu Fei said.
A figure rushed out from the depths of the Phoenix Nest. A terrifying aura shook the surroundings, causing everyone in the Phoenix Nest to tremble in fear.
The aura was so powerful that it deterred everyone.
"Who is Gu Fei? Come out and accept your death!"
The person rushed to the sky and shouted. The entire void trembled along with his voice.
"That person is dead for sure now that Boss Tie is here."
Some bandits were surprised and overjoyed, but others weren't so optimistic about the Iron Blood Daoist's chances. One should know that the invader was none other than the God of Death, Gu Fei.
The name of the God of Death, Gu Fei, had long spread across the entire southern region of the Ancestral Star. However, the Iron Blood Daoist had already gone into seclusion some time ago, so he didn't know who Gu Fei was.
"This is going to be a battle between a dragon and a tiger."
Brother Jiu said something like that.
"Gu Fei might be strong, but Boss Tie isn't one to be trifled with."
A bandit said.
None of the bandits dared to get too close. One should know that they would be in deep trouble if they were caught in the crossfire.
"You're the Iron Blood Daoist?"
Gu Fei walked up and looked at the Iron Blood Daoist. The Iron Blood Daoist was a skinny Daoist. He wore a grey Daoist robe and had a delicate face.
However, at this moment, this sage-like Daoist had a murderous look on his face.
"You're Gu Fei? You're the one who killed Thirteenth?"
The Ironblood Daoist stared at Gu Fei as a murderous aura spread from his body. The temperature around him dropped rapidly under the impact of the murderous aura.
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