"You evil woman, I will definitely tear you into pieces and grind your bones into ashes."
The old man in green trembled slightly as he struggled to get up. Although he was missing a leg and an arm, with his Cultivation, he could still stand up. However, standing on one leg on the ground, it was rather comical, like a golden rooster standing on one leg.
His voice was hoarse, as if something was stuck in his throat, making an unpleasant grinding sound.
Limping, he slowly walked towards Demoness Gong. Although he had no face, no expression, but anyone could see the malevolence in his eyes, as if he could not wait to eat the Demoness' flesh and drink the Demoness' blood.
He was a dignified ancient martial arts practitioner in the Embryonic Breathing realm, but he had almost died in her hands. Although he still had a breath left, he was almost half crippled. In the future, it would be good enough if his Cultivation did not regress, let alone improve further.
Destroying his body and cutting off his path to the pinnacle of martial arts was simply an irreconcilable feud.
Step by step, he walked towards Demoness Gong. Although it was very difficult to walk, but at least he could still walk. As for that Demoness, at this moment, she could not even move a finger. Later on, he would definitely tear that evil woman apart.
"Sect Granduncle, bad news. Sect Granduncle, bad news."
Suddenly, a panicked voice rang out in the silent forest. Then, a figure ran over from a direction with a panicked expression on his face. He shouted as he ran.
In a short while, that person ran in front of Old Man Fu Qing. He was panting, as if he had run a long distance.
Fu Qing looked at the youth in front of him and was slightly stunned. This person was wearing the attire of the Changtian Sect's Outer Sect disciple, so he subconsciously thought that this person was a disciple of the Changtian Sect. After all, other than the demoness, who else would dare to enter this area without permission?
"What's the matter? Why are you panicking?"
Fu Qing said hoarsely. A terrifying face faced the youth, his eyes were cold, and anyone who saw it would feel a chill in their heart.
This insignificant Outer Sect disciple in front of him, who had disturbed his revenge, made him very unhappy.
"Sect Granduncle, the sect leader is dead, just died … just died … just now …"
Mo Wen gesticulated and described for a long time, but he didn't make it clear. His face was full of panic and fear. He just kept saying that the sect leader was dead and that something big had happened.
"What …?"
The green-robed elder's bulging eyes immediately widened as he looked at the youth in front of him in disbelief. His already battered body suddenly became a little cold.
How could Sect Leader Senior Brother die? What was going on? With Sect Leader Senior Brother's cultivation, who could kill him?
Even that demoness was not a match for Sect Head Senior Brother, so how could something happen to Sect Head Senior Brother?
In an instant, the green-robed old man's thoughts were in a mess. The sudden news scared him so much that he could not wrap his head around it.
Gong Biluo, who was lying on the ground not far away, noticed the youth that suddenly appeared, and her pupils constricted slightly. A wisp of astonishment flashed in her eyes, and her beautiful face was stunned for a moment.
What was he doing here? Didn't they leave the Changbai Mountain Range?
"What the hell happened …"
The old man in green grabbed onto Mo Wen's lapel and almost roared. However, halfway through his sentence, he suddenly realized that something was wrong …
The youth in front of him was just a normal Outer Sect disciple. How could he possibly appear here? The aftermath of the wave of Tai Yin Qi just now was something that even ancient martial art practitioners in the Qi Nucleation realm could not withstand. Now, they were either dead or retreating thousands of meters away.
How could he, an Outer Sect disciple, survive? Moreover, he had just fought with the demoness for less than half an hour. How could Sect Leader Senior Brother die? That was almost impossible.
In practically an instant, a wisp of vigilance arose in his heart.
"What happened, you can ask your Sect Leader Senior Brother when you go to hell and you will know."
The corner of Mo Wen's mouth suddenly curled into a strange smile. The next moment, he put his hands together, and two auras, one cold and one hot, emanated from his body. One hand was blazing fire, and the other was cold ice. However, they disappeared in an instant, and only a shapeless mass of light appeared in his palm.
"Die for me!"
His figure flashed, and in an instant, he was almost pressed against the green-robed elder. Then, he pressed his palm on the elder's chest.
At this moment, although the green-robed elder had a bad feeling, it was already too late. He could not stop Mo Wen, who was so close at hand.
After all, the injury that he had suffered was almost immeasurable. His reaction was also much slower.
The palm landed on the green-clothed old man's chest without any resistance. In the next moment, a terrifying invisible ripple spread out and silently swept in all directions. In an instant, it covered a radius of ten meters.
Everywhere it passed, all the trees turned into dust without a sound, scattering on the ground. Those trees that were already withered completely disappeared from the forest, turning into piles of dust. The surrounding space seemed to have widened. It was not like standing in a forest, but more like standing in a public square.
The green-robed elder's eyes widened, and he looked at Mo Wen in disbelief. The corner of his mouth twitched a little, as though he wanted to say something. However, he could not say a single word.
In his chest, there was suddenly a dull explosion sound. A huge hole appeared where his heart was. The front and back sides were connected, and one side could see the scenery on the other side.
As for his heart, it had completely turned into fine powder and disappeared from his chest.
He looked down at the huge hole in his chest, stunned. Then, his body slowly fell backwards.
He had never dreamed that he, Fu Qing, would one day die at the hands of a youth. Even the Demoness had not killed him, but he had died at the hands of an unknown junior.
After the palm hit, Mo Wen's figure instantly flew backwards. With a puff, he spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale, and his aura was extremely weak. It was as though he had been seriously ill.
The palm just now was almost the strongest attack that he could unleash. The Yin and Yang fusion was something that he could not control at all. At this moment, he had unleashed it without holding back. Naturally, it had resulted in both sides being injured.
However, other than the terrifying power formed by the Yin and Yang fusion, it was almost impossible for him to kill an Embryonic Breathing realm expert, even if the expert was seriously injured and only had a tenth of his strength left.
In order to kill Fu Qing, Mo Wen had paid a huge price. Something that could not be controlled was a loss of one's own strength. However, it was fortunate that the old man in cyan was dead, and he was still alive.
After his figure flew a distance in the air, Mo Wen forcefully flipped over and controlled his body to land. He looked around, and then, with a few flashes, he appeared beside Demoness Gong. He carried her on his back and ran.
Now was not the time to care about injuries. If they did not leave now, no one would be able to leave.
Fortunately, Demoness Gong's Tai Yin Claws had formed a windstorm that had cleared out the surrounding people. So, at this moment, there were no more people from the Changtian Sect to stop them.
In a short while, Mo Wen and Demoness Gong's figures disappeared into the forest.
The surviving disciples of the Changtian Sect were all hiding a thousand meters away. They did not dare to get close to the center, afraid that they would be affected again. It was only until they realized that there was no movement inside that some of them realized that something was wrong and carefully walked back.
However, the scene in front of them made everyone pale with fright. Their bodies were stiff and chills ran down their spines. Demoness Gong had disappeared, and their Sect Granduncle had become a broken corpse. He had died a horrible death.
Their Sect Granduncle was a top expert in the Embryonic Breathing realm of the Changtian Sect. That Demoness was a little too terrifying. She was obviously seriously injured, but she could still kill their Sect Granduncle. She was simply a terrifying Demoness.
Everyone felt a chill in their hearts. They secretly thought that they were lucky to not have met the Demoness directly.
After about half an hour, a terrifying aura rose from afar, like a storm sweeping over. The next moment, it was still far away, but in the blink of an eye, it had appeared in front of them. It was like a fleeting light and passing shadow. Once the shadow flashed, there was another person in the desolate pit.
This person was dressed in a white robe. His hair and beard were all white. His face was lean and his gaze was calm. He looked like an ordinary old man. There was nothing special about him.
However, the way he appeared was so shocking.
"Sect Leader Granduncle."
After the appearance of the old man in the white robe, all the people of the Changtian Sect bowed to him immediately. Their eyes were full of respect. Their hearts, which were previously trembling, immediately calmed down.
With the Sect Leader Granduncle here, they naturally did not need to be afraid of the Demoness.
"What happened?"
The old man in the white robe looked at the crowd indifferently. His voice was calm, but it contained an imposing manner.
"Sect Leader Granduncle, Sect Uncle Fu Qing, he …"
An old man in the Qi Nucleation realm stood up and said to the old man in the white robe with fear and trepidation. His hand was trembling as he pointed at the unrecognizable corpse not far away.
The old man in the white robe was stunned when he heard that. His gaze instantly shot towards the broken corpse that was almost unrecognizable.
In the next moment, his figure appeared in front of the corpse. With a grab, the corpse appeared in his hand. If it wasn't his Junior Brother Fu Qing, who else could it be?
The current Fu Qing was almost completely dead. No matter how powerful he was, he was powerless to save him.
"Who killed Junior Brother Fu Qing?"
The old man in the white robe finally lost his calm expression from before. His expression was a little ugly as he asked. The anger in his eyes could be seen by anyone.
In the entire Changtian Sect, there were a total of seven ancient martial arts practitioners in the Embryonic Breathing realm. Every one of them was extremely precious. They were the veterans of the sect, the pillars of a big sect, and the symbol of strength and status.
Compared to the other nine big sects, their Changtian Sect did not have many ancient martial arts practitioners in the Embryonic Breathing realm. Although they were not at the bottom, they did not have any advantage. They could not even enter the top six. (To be continued.)
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