Chapter 23: Dad

This old man was none other than the corpse herder Dad.

"Dad!" Tang Yun looked at the old man, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

"Medicine King bloodline... you finally came after all..." Dad looked at Tang Yun, a complex look flashing in his eyes.

At the same time, Lin Xiyue looked at the tiger tally in Tang Yun's hand and exclaimed: "This tiger tally... is very similar to the Taixu Order left by my mother!"

The Asura Guard commander also felt the movement of the Gu poison in his body: "When the Young Master crushed the Cauldron Spirit just now, I felt the Gu poison in my body trembling!"

Tang Yun looked at the scene before him, his heart filled with confusion.

What secret was hidden in this Xiangxi Corpse Herder tribe?

Dad's lips trembled, spitting out a few words: "Medicine King bloodline... has returned..." His murky eyes stared fixedly at Tang Yun, as if wanting to see through his soul.

At the same time, the light of the tiger tally in Tang Yun's hand grew intense, resonating with the Taixu Armor on Lin Xiyue's chest.

"Hum—"

A long, resonant sound echoed through the valley, making everyone's eardrums ache.

Above the sky, wind and clouds changed, and a huge phantom slowly emerged.

That phantom was none other than an ancient medicine cauldron, the body of the cauldron engraved with countless strange patterns, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

"Taixu Medicine Cauldron!" Lin Xiyue exclaimed. "The Taixu Medicine Cauldron that legend says can only be awakened by the Medicine King bloodline!"

The Asura Guard commander's expression changed drastically; he felt the agitation of the Gu poison in his body becoming more intense, as if it were about to break out of his body.

"Not good! It's the suppression power of the Taixu Medicine Cauldron!" He shouted in terror. "My Gu poison is about to go out of control!"

Just then, a cold voice descended from the sky: "Hehe, Medicine King bloodline, it really lives up to its reputation."

A man dressed in black robes, with a pale face and sunken eye sockets, slowly descended from the sky.

Behind him followed two men also dressed in black robes, all three of them exuding a nauseating stench of corpses.

"Heavenly Medical Sect, Three Poison Holy Son!" Dad's expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with fear.

"'Three Poison Holy Son'?" Tang Yun frowned, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

The Three Poison Holy Son smiled insidiously, his gaze landing on Tang Yun: "You are Tang Yun? The descendant of the Medicine King?"

Tang Yun looked at him coldly, not speaking.

The Three Poison Holy Son stretched out a withered finger and pointed at Tang Yun: "Capture him!"

The two black-robed men behind him immediately lunged toward Tang Yun.

"Seeking death!" A cold light flashed in Tang Yun's eyes; the Shennong Cauldron fragment within his body trembled slightly, and a powerful force surged throughout his entire body.

His figure flashed, dodging the attacks of the two black-robed men, and at the same time, he threw a punch, hitting one of them squarely in the chest.

"Bang!"

That black-robed man flew backward like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily to the ground, spitting blood.

"What?!" The remaining black-robed man was terrified, not expecting Tang Yun's strength to be so formidable.

A flash of surprise also crossed the Three Poison Holy Son's eyes, followed by a cold sneer: "A bit of skill, no wonder you dared to come to the Xiangxi Corpse Herder tribe."

He pointed his finger again at Dad: "Old thing, do it!"

A struggle flashed in Dad's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a scarlet hue.

"Roar!"

Dad let out a beast-like roar and lunged at Tang Yun.

"Dad!" Tang Yun felt a pain in his heart; he knew that Dad had been controlled by the Three Poison Holy Son's Seven Emotions Gu.

He dared not use heavy force against Dad, only continuously dodging.

"Hmph! Overestimating yourself!" The Three Poison Holy Son sneered, a black flute appearing in his hand.

He placed the flute to his lips and played an eerie melody.

As the flute sound rose, the scarlet color on Dad's body became even more intense, and his attacks became even more frantic.

Tang Yun gradually felt the strain, and several wounds appeared on his body.

"Damn it!" Tang Yun cursed under his breath; he knew this couldn't go on.

With a thought, the Shennong Cauldron fragment within his body rotated frantically, and a powerful suction force radiated out.

The surrounding Gu insects were sucked into the Shennong Cauldron fragment one after another.

"What is this?!" The Three Poison Holy Son's expression changed drastically; he felt his Gu insects being devoured.

A sharp glint flashed in Tang Yun's eyes; silver needles danced in his hands, performing the Taixu Reincarnation Needle.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

The silver needles shot toward Dad like meteors.

"Ah!" Dad let out a miserable scream, the scarlet color on his body gradually fading, and his eyes regained a trace of clarity.

"Yun'er..." Dad looked at Tang Yun, his eyes filled with guilt and reluctance.

He used his last bit of strength to push Tang Yun into the space rift behind him.

"Dad!" Tang Yun shouted, his heart-rending.

"You're dead!" The Three Poison Holy Son sneered, playing the flute again.

Countless Gu insects surged toward Tang Yun.

"I have the final say!" A flash of determination crossed Tang Yun's eyes, and he crushed a piece of the Shennong Cauldron fragment within his body.

"Boom!"

A terrifying force erupted, shattering all the surrounding Gu insects, and even the Three Poison Holy Son's life-bound Gu was shattered to pieces.

When Tang Yun opened his eyes again, he found himself in a desolate desert.

The biting cold wind howled, rolling up yellow sand that filled the sky.

"This is..." Tang Yun looked around, his heart filled with confusion.

Suddenly, he felt the movement of the Shennong Cauldron fragment within his body, as if it had received some kind of summons.

He followed the feeling and looked, seeing a stone stele towering into the clouds in the distance, emitting an eerie blood-red light.

"Martial Dao Stele!" Tang Yun's heart shocked; he knew he had arrived at the Mobei Forbidden Ground.

Just then, a group of people surrounded him from all directions, led by a burly man with a ferocious face.

"Tang Yun, you finally came!" The man sneered. "Today is your death day!"

"Han Xiaotian!" Tang Yun gritted his teeth. "You actually chased me here!"

Han Xiaotian sneered: "You killed my son and took away my Han family's supreme treasure; today I will make you pay in blood!"

"Your son deserved to die!" A cold light flashed in Tang Yun's eyes. "As for the supreme treasure, that was originally something belonging to my Tang family!"

Han Xiaotian stopped talking nonsense and waved his hand: "Set up the formation!"

The Han family experts quickly spread out, standing in specific positions, and a powerful aura shot into the sky, shrouding Tang Yun within it.

"Tiangang Beidou Formation!" Tang Yun recognized this formation, and his heart sank.

The Tiangang Beidou Formation was a unique skill of the Han family, incomparably powerful; once trapped within it, there was no escape.

In the center of the formation, a huge stone stele slowly rose, covered with ancient runes, exuding a heart-palpitating power.

"This is..." Tang Yun's pupils shrank; he felt a familiar aura, that was... his father's aura!

"That's right, this is your father's residual soul!" Han Xiaotian said insidiously. "I used his residual soul to suppress the eye of the formation; let's see how you break it!" ===== CHAPTER 24 =====