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Chapter 410

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Ah, it's not me saying, but Tang Anzhi, as a former Immortal Official of Qingyang County, how could he, after resigning, not care at all about the life and death of Qingyang County's people?

Wei Yuan's face changed drastically, but he dared not let Yu Die and Dai Zhishang talk about his comic strips, hastily changing the subject.

Once Yu Die finds out Dai Zhishang is drawing that kind of stuff, she might even have the heart to kill him.

If Dai Zhishang dies in front of him, he definitely won't have anything good coming his way.

Whether Dai Zhishang's death is his fault or not, it's Dai Zhishang's own doing, but who let him stand nearby?

How could he not take his anger out on him!

Later I still need to remind Dai Zhishang: drawing that stuff is fine, but under no circumstances will we use Yu Die as material; it's better not to even sketch her sword formation.

Who knows what absurd thing Dai Zhishang will draw based on Yu Die's sword formation.

"They two, merely getting what they deserve!"

Yu Die coldly gazed at the Du family father and son, who were almost in the same world as Tang Anzhi.

As the great cauldron before Tang Anzhi gradually took shape, under the blanket of terrifying pressure, the Du family father and son each spat a mouthful of blood, their whole bodies like mud, collapsing limp to the ground.

The pleading gaze fixed on Tang Anzhi, as if wanting to utter words of mercy, but under that terrifying aura, they lacked even the strength to speak.

She had no acquaintance or conflict with the Du family father and son, yet from their actions she knew that if they truly seized the Mountain God Token belonging to Zhang Deben...

No matter who fortunately refines the Mountain God Token and becomes the Mountain God of Shizi Ling, without a doubt they'd be an evil god.

It will surely bring calamity to all living beings around Shizi Ling!

Tang Anzhi, after all a former Immortal Official of Qingyang County, these two beasts dying at his hands can only be said to have gotten what they deserved.

"Yu Baihu, you're right, they got what they deserved, but the surrounding people are all innocent."

Dai Zhishang worriedly said: "Yu Baihu, you are a Baihu of the Demon-Suppression Office, protecting the people of Daxia is your duty; you must certainly safeguard the surrounding populace!"

Of course.

What he actually wanted to say was that failing to protect the surrounding populace didn't matter, but he must certainly protect him.

As Tang Anzhi performed the Nine Cauldron Classic, his aura gradually gathered, bit by bit reaching its peak; not long before he would forcefully blast open the Ghost Wall, the terrifying pressure seeping from the Ghost Wall made him, even though far from Tang Anzhi's position, feel a trembling dread.

For some reason, he felt that even the aftershocks of battle would take his life.

"Rest assured, with my Silkworm Sword Formation, the battle's aftershocks won't harm the surrounding people!"

Yu Die's face was full of arrogance.

"That's good, that's good..."

Dai Zhishang also let out a sigh of relief, just about to speak and ask Yu Die about the effects of her "Silkworm Sword Formation," when Wei Yuan cut in first, saying: "You all say, what's wrong with this Tang Attendant of mine? How could he even deploy his signature skill just to break a lowly, unorthodox Ghost Wall—isn't that overkill?"

Actually, he could roughly guess why Tang Anzhi did this, deploying his trump card without caring whether it might injure the surrounding populace.

Isn't it just frustration turning to anger?

Who let him, upon entering the Ghost Wall, clearly know there was a Ghost Wall, like an exam where the questions are announced beforehand, giving ample prep time, yet when the exam starts he still can't or won't do it?

Tang Anzhi, being someone who cares about face, how could he not become frustrated and angry over this?

Of course.

Another reason is that the Ghost Wall before him now is not the same as any he's seen before; it's been improved, though he doesn't know which monster altered it, causing Tang Anzhi to unleash one art after another yet still fail to break this Ghost Wall.

This is what forced Tang Anzhi to even deploy his trump card!

"Maybe..."

Dai Zhishang was about to answer Wei Yuan's question when his words hadn't even left his mouth, he heard a deafening explosion—Tang Anzhi suddenly blasted out a great cauldron, carrying terrifying momentum, instantly shattering the Ghost Wall; the resulting battle aftershocks were about to ravage the surroundings, so he hastily shouted:

"Yu Baihu, act quickly!"

"I know..."

Yu Die's words weren't even finished when her face drastically changed.

"Clang!", "Clang!", "Clang!"

The next moment, a clear, pleasant sword ringing sounded, followed by a barrage of sword apparatuses flying out; the raging air wave was instantly shredded into powder by those sword apparatuses, then a stream of flying swords, like multicolored divine dragons, surged from all directions, baring fangs and claws as they flew toward Tang Anzhi.

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Gold, green, blue, red, yellow!

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"

Tang Anzhi watched as one after another divine dragon suddenly sprang up; for some reason, a surge of fear welled up in his chest like a tide, spreading to his limbs; his years of combat experience let him act without hesitation, quickly raising the great cauldron he had just smashed onto his head to fend off the incoming dragons baring fangs and claws.

Forming one deafening explosion after another!

"Yu, Yu, Yu Baihu, you, you, you just said you were deploying a defensive sword formation, right?"

Wei Yuan swallowed, watching as under the siege of one divine dragon after another, he was clearly losing; the great cauldron Tang Anzhi had placed on his head showed crack after crack, shattering only a matter of time, he stammered in astonishment:

"Is this, is this, is this what you called a defensive sword formation?"

However.

If one looks closely, a hint of delight can be clearly seen deep in Wei Yuan's eyes.

It's not that he wants to see a good show; rather, he desperately hopes this beast Tang Anzhi dies—who let Tang Anzhi's deeds, this beast, already arouse his displeasure; if it weren't for too many scruples...

Most importantly, he isn't a match for Tang Anzhi; he himself wants to strike and kill Tang Anzhi.

Seeing Yu Die attack Tang Anzhi without mercy, how could he not be pleased?

Not only is he pleased, but the prospect of Tang Anzhi dying at Yu Die's hands pleases him even more; as the County Magistrate of Qingyang County and Tang Anzhi's employer, he could likely extort a hefty sum from Yu Die.

"Yu Baihu, I don't know where this Tang Imperial Attendant offended you, but since you've moved against him, you must have your reasons; surely he was in the wrong first, so even if he dies at your hands, Yu Baihu, he got what he deserved."

Dai Zhishang's face turned solemn, he spoke righteously, then shifted tone and continued:

"However, no matter what, Tang Attendant formerly served as the Immortal Official of Qingyang County; although he didn't do any good deeds in office, at least he never committed crimes that harmed the nation and people."

"If Tang Attendant's fault doesn't necessarily require reporting to the Yama King, then please show great mercy, spare his dog's life, and give him a chance to mend his ways!"

(End of chapter)

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