Oh no, if the Blossoming Blade Soul really cleaved Yue Wuyang to death, then we'd be done for!
Li Qingshan was about to stop him, but Yue Wuyang roared out. With him at the centre, a ring-shaped wave of air swept out for hundreds of kilometers, knocking the End of the Wild Flower Blade away.
Yue Wuyang's eyes were blood-red. His muscles bulged, and his wounds rapidly healed. He was like a true Asura King. He entered an explosive state similar to the Tiger Demon's Fury, lunging towards the End of the Wild Flower Blade. He moved several times faster than Just Now, swinging his dagger rapidly.
A sharp stream of energy shot out like a bolt of lightning, destroying everything in its path.
"It's finally getting a little interesting," the Blossoming Blade Soul smiled. Right when he was about to swing his blade to receive the attack, he suddenly vanished.
"Fellow Yue, I think we should stop here!"
Li Qingshan extended his hand and fished the End of the Wild Flower Blade back from the Asura Field.
The Blossoming Blade Soul roared furiously, "Li Qingshan, I've warned you before! Mind your own business!"
"You can't kill him," Li Qingshan said firmly.
"Nonsense!" The End of the Wild Flower Blade trembled violently.
"Don't look down on him. He can't defeat you, but can't he run?" Li Qingshan said.
"Shut up. Where can he run off to in the Asura Field?"
"I never said I'd help you trap him."
"You traitorous bastard!"
"Shut up, you bitch! This is your battle, not mine! "
The Unraging monk sweated profusely from the side as he listened on. He was even more shocked by the power of the End of the Wild Flower Blade. With a blade in hand, even mortals could kill great cultivators. Just how powerful would it be in Li Qingshan's hands?
Yue Wuyang's chest heaved up and down a few times before his eyes returned to normal. The impact of this battle was not small. He was almost defeated by a saber, but it also aroused the desire in his heart. If he could get his hands on such a weapon, his strength would undergo an earth-shattering change. He flashed to the Asura Sacrificial Altar and stared at the mottled stone platform with sparkling eyes.
After a while, Yue Wuyang walked out of the Shura Field. He had already tidied up his clothes and said seriously, "Fellow Cultivator Li, please lend me the Shura Sacrificial Altar!"
He completely acknowledged Li Qingshan's strength and no longer treated him as a junior.
…
Chain Mountain Range, Qing Xiao's cave.
The thirty-three Skull Prayer Beads spun and flew around, constantly changing their formation. They maintained the Skull Demonic Formation, stirring up strong gales in the belly of the mountain. Little Ann's white monk robes fluttered in the wind.
She waved her hand, and the skulls turned into prayer beads. They formed a string and returned to her wrist.
She sank into her thoughts for a while, and her body suddenly shone with a faint, golden light. She was dignified, enough for people to feel deep veneration at first glance.
She raised her hand with the Skull Prayer Beads, and light gathered on it, coating the white prayer beads with a faint layer of gold. It no longer seemed evil at all, like a supreme treasure of buddhism.
As soon as she stepped out of the dwelling, mist swirled through the mountains, and it rained continuously. The mountains became verdant again.
"You've been hiding for so long. It must have been hard on you. Come out!" Little Ann's clear voice echoed through the mountains.
A hoarse, cruel voice rang out, "I heard you're Li Qingshan's partner and the most outstanding disciple of the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga?"
Little Ann leapt onto the top of a mountain and drew the Trouble Severing blade with a backhand, raising it high into the air.
"Trouble Severing!" the voice said in surprise.
"Trouble Severing," Little Ann repeated calmly.
"Where did you get this blade from?"
The clouds and mist suddenly parted, and a locust the size of a huge ship swooped down from the sky. The sound of its wings was deafening, kicking up a shrill gust of wind.
Boom!
The mountain beneath Xiao An's feet collapsed, and huge rocks flew in all directions. She had already arrived at another mountain peak.
The Flying Locust Daemon Commander's huge compound eyes reflected countless figures of Little Ann. He was filled with surprise and doubt. Her strength had exceeded his expectations, but what Little Ann said next left him with no time to think about this.
"Do you want to know the location of the Golden Cicada Spirit King?"
"The Golden Cicada Spirit King!" The Soaring Locust King ground his teeth. During the countless days and nights in the Demon Suppression hall, he had been thinking about how to get revenge, but there was no other form of hatred that was deeper and more pressing than this.
"The Golden Cicada Spirit King," Little Ann repeated calmly once again.
"Tell me exactly where he is. I can spare your life! "The Soaring Locust King said.
"He's right here in the Ruyi commandery, and he's about to ascend soon. If you want to stop him, you better be prepared!" Little Ann said emotionlessly.
"Where in the Ruyi commandery?" The Soaring Locust King asked. The Ruyi commandery spanned tens of thousands of kilometers, so finding a hidden great Daemon King was like finding a needle in a haystack.
"You'll understand when the heavenly tribulation descends," Little Ann said.
"I want you to explain it to me right now!" The Soaring Locust King roared and charged towards Little Ann again.
Little Ann stood at the top of the mountain and opened her mouth slightly. The mountains were suddenly illuminated by buddhist light, and the cry of a dragon pierced through the surroundings.
"Monk King!"
The Flying Locust Daemon Commander cried out in surprise. The colossal Flying Locust Daemon Commander was torn to pieces within the dragon's cry, while a strand of Samādhi Flames of White Bone swept and retracted within the dazzling light, collecting the resources.
The light gradually dimmed, and the clouds and mist in the mountains gathered together.
"I don't need you to spare me." Little Ann sheathed his blade and took off into the air.
A few mountains away, Ru Xin emerged from her dwelling with a vicious plague ghost beside her. She rubbed her chin in thought for a while before smiling and following closely behind him, flying into the clouds.
… …
On the Lake of Dragons and Snakes, on a barren island so small that it basically could not be regarded as an island, the disciples of the Hundred Schools of Thought all avoided the island from afar. It was not only because this was where the White Wolf commander cultivated, but also because of the terrifying hiss that rang out from time to time.
Regardless of whether it was day or night, whether it was winter or summer, it seemed to come from the depths of hell, occupying everyone's hearts.
A few months ago, a disciple of legalism had wanted to approach this island, hoping to obtain a fortuitous encounter from this legalist senior. However, before he had even stepped onto the island, he had returned to his dwelling with a pale face. Very soon, he had gone mad and died. Since then, he had never dared to approach this place again.
At this moment, the hiss rang out once again. In the center of the verdant island, a naked woman knelt on the ground. Beautiful little snakes coiled around her body, swimming around her skin. Occasionally, they would raise their heads from her skin and spit out their green tongues. Her originally beautiful face was currently contorted due to pain. Her eyes were filled with hatred, making her appear even uglier. She was like an evil spirit that had sunk into the depths of hell.
Suddenly, the hell snakes became agitated. They raised their heads and looked in the same direction, filled with hostility.
Qian Rongzhi raised her head and saw a figure walking towards her. His footsteps were light and silent, as if he was riding on the wind. His clothes fluttered in the wind, and she could not help but hold her breath. As the figure approached, the hell snakes calmed down and dove into her skin. They intertwined to form a strange and beautiful tattoo.
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