Chapter 174: Jiufang... No, He Is Jiu Hui

Why does Lu Ren look so confident?

Long Tian'ao's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

But no matter how he thought about it, he felt that Lu Ren's current confidence was inexplicable.

Long Tian'ao let out a cold sneer.

"Lu Ren, even now, are you still putting on a front?"

"Since that's the case, then I shall grant your wish!"

As soon as his voice fell, his figure had already fiercely attacked.

Fast as lightning, swift as the wind; his movement technique was almost impossible to capture with the naked eye.

What Long Tian'ao was most proud of was his own speed.

Not the speed of running away! He had always disdained practicing such things.

It was the speed of his attacks!

The fierce, wind-like attack landed by Lu Ren's ear, yet Lu Ren's expression did not change in the slightest; he merely stepped back faintly, and a look of disdain even curled at the corners of his mouth.

A distance of one step.

Lu Ren had only used a single step to dodge Long Tian'ao.

Long Tian'ao's attack missed its mark.

He was not discouraged, but instead backhanded his dagger and slashed toward Lu Ren's neck.

One strike.

Lu Ren tilted his head slightly once more, dodging this sudden blade technique.

Long Tian'ao was not most proficient with blades, but he had always been cautious and vigilant.

The two could be said to be trading blows back and forth.

But that was only how it looked to an outsider.

Anyone with even a little understanding could see that this was no trading of blows between Long Tian'ao and Lu Ren; it was clearly Lu Ren playing with him like a cat catching a mouse!

As time passed.

Long Tian'ao realized this problem himself, his complexion suddenly turning incomparably ugly, and he let out an angry roar.

"Lu Ren, if you're a man, stop hiding!"

"Is that so?"

Just after Long Tian'ao finished roaring that sentence, a somewhat indifferent inquiry reached his ears, and immediately following, he felt a violent impact strike his abdomen!

Thud! Everyone present heard this teeth-gritting sound, but it was Long Tian'ao who felt the pain the most.

His stomach took a palm strike from Lu Ren head-on.

This palm strike drove directly into his bones, caving his abdomen in by several inches, and he was sent flying backward.

It made his previous movements here and there look extremely ridiculous, just like a clown.

"Tian'ao!"

Seeing the situation was bad, Jiufang immediately flew up, rushing to catch Long Tian'ao as he was sent flying, his eyes filled with worry.

But the moment his hand touched Long Tian'ao's body, he felt a sharp pain in his arm! Jiufang's eyes split with rage as he watched his arm and his body part ways! He had only just supported Long Tian'ao, yet Lu Ren had found the opportunity to close in and sever his arm!

Blood sprayed everywhere, and the severed arm fell to the ground, instantly burned clean by the Wanzhen Liuli Fire that had just been subdued and had not yet been fully cleared away. If this arm were still attached to Jiufang's body, it would certainly not have suffered such a calamity so easily, but unfortunately, the arm was gone.

Jiufang let out a muffled groan, clutched his arm, and stepped back, barely managing to support Long Tian'ao, while quickly pulling a bottle of hemostatic pills from his Storage Bag and pouring a large handful into his mouth.

The blood on his arm stopped at a speed visible to the naked eye, but there were no pills to regrow a severed limb, so he could only watch helplessly as he became a disabled person with only one arm! But it was not over yet; he drew his monk's staff and blocked Lu Ren with some difficulty.

But Lu Ren's attacks were simply too fast!

Jiufang even felt that he could barely keep up.

The staff clanged, constantly emitting sparks from the collision of weapons.

In the end.

Jiufang even felt his hand going numb; he had lost count of how many times he had blocked Lu Ren, but he knew that if this continued, he would definitely die from being unable to hold his weapon! How could this be?! Jiufang gritted his teeth, his heart hardening.

He had always refused to discard his monk's staff, because it was the symbol of him walking outside representing Tongbei Temple.

If he were to discard it, it would be like betraying his sect and ancestors.

This was also what his senior brother had always taught him: if he wished to hide his identity, he should hold onto his staff and not expose his identity, lest everyone shout for him to be beaten.

But now...

He could not wait! If he continued to be entangled like this, he would definitely die!

It didn't matter if he died, but he absolutely could not let his senior brother's child die with him, and he hadn't even had the chance to resurrect his senior brother yet!

He believed that although his senior brother's remnant soul had been extinguished once, his senior brother must have left another chance for resurrection in the lower realm! Perhaps these Immortal Ruins were a good method!

It was precisely because of this that he had risked entering this Secret Realm!

"Lu Ren, I will absolutely not let you go!"

The handsome-looking monk's eyes grew increasingly vicious, emitting a series of painful creaking sounds that made one unable to help but click their tongue.

That sound initially made people feel somewhat baffled, but if one listened carefully, they would discover that this sound was clearly coming from inside his body! For some reason, most of the sensitive cultivators present seemed to see Demon Beast energy rising from this monk named Jiufang! Demon energy...

Long Tian'ao was the most sensitive one, because he had dealt with Demon Beasts before, and even with the little princess of the Demon race! Now that he saw demon energy on Jiufang, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

A thought suddenly popped into Long Tian'ao's mind: could this Jiufang not be human? However...

With a clatter of the monk's staff hitting the ground, the appearance of the monk named Jiufang changed completely, shifting from the appearance of a decent Buddha Son to an extremely feminine-looking monk, beautiful as a woman, looking fickle and unpredictable.

He stared coldly at Lu Ren, hissing words like a snake's tongue from his mouth.

"You are the only one who has ever been able to force me to this point!"

"Lu Ren, Wuliang Gate, Jiu Hui, remember this name, for it will be the one who kills you!"

Jiufang...

No.

It should be said, Jiu Hui.

The monk's staff in his hand had long since fallen to the ground, and with a shake of his body, his massive form soared directly into the air; it was a...

Giant snake resembling a Torch Dragon!

On the forehead of this giant snake, one could even see horns in the process of changing!

If only given some time, in the days to come, he would certainly be able to transform from a snake into a dragon! But now...

He had broken his vows, and in front of so many cultivators, he had uprightly revealed his true name and origin.

And... his true form! (End of chapter)