Chapter 248

「……」

The White Dragon King's body slowly stretched out, a flicker of something unusual in his eyes.

Another upper-tier Slain Hunyuan Sect master.

This vile fox is as cautious as ever.

Too bad, what does it matter if it's an upper-tier Slain Hunyuan Sect master?

Before it, they're equally insignificant.

No matter what scheme this group is plotting, before true strength, it all means nothing.

The White Dragon's eyes grew more savage as he turned his gaze toward the young man.

First seize this boy, then settle accounts with the fox.

In an instant, the three formed a pincer formation, tightly trapping Shen Yi in the center.

"Don't say I didn't warn you—reveal any hidden strengths you have, now."

To dare come out so brazenly, and be valued so highly by the Wumiao, you can't just be a showpiece.

Hu Zhenren gave Changqing Zhenren a glance; neither moved first, instead assuming a guarding stance.

As for who they were to deal with…

Both subtly glanced at the White Dragon.

What surprised them slightly was that Shen Yi frowned at Changqing Zhenren, and upon hearing his identity as Xuanguang Cave, he seemed somewhat disappointed.

But he said nothing more.

Shen Yi nodded, then calmly asked: "Any others?"

At this, the White Dragon's eager claw paused, then emitted a silent laugh.

It had been so many years since it left the Silver Moon Cold Pool—have human cultivators become this arrogant now?

「……」

Changqing Zhenren looked doubtfully at the fox spirit, wondering if this was truly the Shen Yi the Daqian had hidden away?

Maybe they brought the wrong person.

"Are you mentally ill?!"

Hu Zhenren's eyelid twitched twice—in this situation, instead of fighting the White Dragon to the death, he still had the leisure to ask such questions.

He said coldly: "If you don't act now, you won't get another chance."

Before his words had even ended—

A muffled crack echoed.

Hu Zhenren's head instantly exploded, no blood or shattered bone.

Beneath that brilliant golden fist, all flesh and filth turned to dust, then evaporated into nothing.

Shen Yi walked over and collected his corpse into his pocket treasure.

The Qiu clan's tricks are devious—he'd experienced them before; killing the fox spirit first should be fine.

"Huh… huh…"

Changqing Zhenren froze in place, staring blankly at the seven-foot-tall Golden Body that had suddenly appeared.

Until that Golden Body slowly turned, casting a cold gaze upon him.

He suddenly shuddered all over!

Transformation of Spirit Realm! Daqian didn't just gain another Slain Hunyuan Sect master—it had quietly gained another Transformation of Spirit Realm cultivator!

And had this titan been assigned to guard Shen Yi personally?!

"Kill that one first—don't let it escape."

Shen Yi idly rolled up his wide sleeves; he still wasn't used to wearing such clothes.

Compared to a useless martial brute, demons and monsters are far more important.

Under the White Dragon's terrified gaze, the Transformation of Spirit Realm cultivator bowed respectfully to the young man.

The next instant, the brilliant golden light vanished from view.

When it reappeared, the White Dragon felt its mighty demonic body slammed violently from midair, its two proud, sturdy dragon horns snapped off like chopsticks.

"Aaang!"

In excruciating pain, it rolled its body wildly, trying to flee.

Then its hooked dragon claws were seized by the Golden Body's form, and with a casual tug, a sharp ripping sound echoed—the demonic body, impervious to blade or axe, was instantly torn apart, claws ripped off along with a large chunk of flesh.

The piercing dragon roar shook the entire valley.

If not now, when?!

Changqing Zhenren turned pale, fleeing desperately in the opposite direction.

At that moment—

Shen Yi hovered silently before him, standing on crimson clouds, his dark-blue robes snapping in the wind.

"Get out of my way!"

Changqing Zhenren feared that Transformation of Spirit Realm elder, but he didn't truly take this young boy seriously.

He was an upper-tier Slain Hunyuan Sect master.

How dare a mere Zhen Mo Si patrol officer block him?

"I won't mention that Daqian has a Slain Hunyuan Sect master—let this end today!"

Changqing Zhenren roared, preparing to charge through.

But the young man smiled—his smooth silk robe stirred slightly, crimson light surged across his Bai Xi skin, adding a fierce aura to his handsome face.

"Gulping."

True Person Changqing swallowed hard, instinctively stepping back half a pace, his face flickering between light and dark.

It turned out there wasn't just one.

As a power that primarily cultivates Yin Spirits, the most valued person in the Wumiao... was actually a Slain Hunyuan Shen Zongshi!

With matters having come to this, suppressing the shock in his heart, True Person Changqing no longer felt panicked.

Since Shen Yi had revealed his Slain Hunyuan cultivation, it meant he had never intended to let him leave alive.

In that case, there was only one option: a desperate, life-or-death struggle.

Once he calmed down, he also perceived the specific level of Shen Yi's aura... though it was immensely powerful, it should rely solely on the profundity of the Condensed Core Method; in reality, he was merely a Initial Realm Slain Hunyuan.

He was still two levels below me.

Let's finish this quickly!

True Person Changqing glanced back at the distant, trembling, collapsing mountain range; the white dragon, whose body was shattered, had just leaped up before being slapped back down by the Golden Body Dharma Image.

The opponent was a Great Demon King comparable to an Ultimate Realm Slain Hunyuan Shen Zongshi.

Under that mere seven-foot-tall Golden Body Dharma Image, he was no different from a plaything.

This was the terrifying chasm between differences in realm.

I too would crush Shen Yi...

True Person Changqing's confidence surged; he turned around, only to find a knee inexplicably appearing before his eyes.

"Your mother!"

The opponent had just been standing with hands at his sides, in a posture of fair combat, and I merely turned my head...

Pfft!

Under that terrifying knee strike, True Person Changqing didn't even have time to summon his Dao Infant; his nose bridge collapsed, shattering along with his cheekbones.

Is this the kind of force an Initial Realm Slain Hunyuan should possess?!

He was sent flying backward, frantically summoning his Dao Infant; beneath his shattered, blood-gushing head, a face formed from lightning magma instantly appeared.

True Person Changqing touched the ground with one foot, leaving an extremely deep trench.

He had not yet fully stabilized his posture.

Shen Yi was already charging with his blade, the ink-black blade edge easily tearing through his neck and severing his entire head, sending it flying.

The blade passed through the lightning magma.

Shen Yi immediately felt his hands go numb; turning to look, he saw True Person Changqing bent over, a head flashing with Lei Guang perched upon his shoulders, the wound cauterized into a charred black mass.

Clearly, that was the opponent's Dao Infant.

However, if my Dao Infant expanded to the size of an ordinary person, it would appear somewhat illusory.

But True Person Changqing's Dao Infant, even at this size, was condensed as if it were solid substance.

"Is it my turn?"

True Person Changqing's heart burned with rage; he straightened his body again, sneering at Shen Yi's palms. On those long, red-glowing hands, arcs of lightning still jumped; it would clearly be difficult to adjust for some time.

"Come!"

He shouted loudly, and a straight long spear instantly appeared in his palm; the spear body, formed from lightning magma, illuminated the entire mountain forest in a blinding white silence.

Immediately following, he hurled that lightning spear at Shen Yi with boundless, tremendous force!

(End of this chapter)