"Die!"
"Help !"
...
The battle had begun; chaos descended upon Tianluo Market.
The once-bustling streets were now ravaged, stalls shattered, and goods scattered everywhere.
Disciples from both sides battled fiercely, magic lights weaving through the air, with cries and screams echoing incessantly.
At the center of the lee, the duel between Yu Zoran and Miao Jun drew everyone’s attention.
"Shake!"
Yu Zoran, clad in a black robe, with a cold deanor, exuded a powerful aura.
With a light shout and a pinch of his hands forming a magic technique, sharp spells shot toward Miao Jun like lightning.
Although Miao Jun had the aid of two formidable third-rank lower-grade puppets, he was clearly at a disadvantage against such a powerful opponent as Yu Zoran.
Boom!
Another clash followed.
The powerful impact hit like a raging wave, causing Miao Jun to stagger involuntarily, blood slowly oozing from the corner of his mouth to stain his clothing red.
"Daoist Miao, perhaps you’re not my match. This Tianluo Market, I am determined to seize it," Yu Zoran said indifferently, as if everything was under his control.
With his strength, killing Miao Jun was not a difficult task.
However, the death of Lv Wenbo from the Ten Thousand Dragons Comrce Association was too suspicious, and he suspected that the Purple Mountain Association was sohow involved.
Thus, he dared not easily kill Miao Jun, fearing to accidentally plunge into an irreparable complex situation. After all, it was better to avoid trouble, and forcing Miao Jun to retreat was enough.
"That’s not necessarily true!"
Despite being at an absolute disadvantage, Miao Jun remained calm and composed.
"Roar!"
His words had just fallen when, accompanied by a deep and magnificent roar, a giant rat demon of purple and blue colors burst forth from the ground like a specter.
This rat demon, towering several feet high, exuded an unsettling aura of demonic power.
Imdiately after, an orb of ghostly blue water and a fiery purple fla quickly ford before the mouth of the water spirit rat.
In an instant, a terrifying pressure of a seasoned third-rank mid-grade great demon spread out like a black cloud pressing down, making everyone present feel breathless and fearful.
The next mont.
Bam!
The blue water orb and blazing purple fla shot toward Yu Zoran like two teors crossing the sky, carrying a montum to destroy everything.
"A seasoned third-rank mid-grade great demon!!"
Yu Zoran’s face changed dramatically, filled with shock and disbelief.
No matter what, he hadn’t expected the opponent to have such a powerful trump card, catching him completely off-guard at this critical mont.
However, there was no ti to ponder these things; a life-or-death crisis was imminent.
"Manifest!"
Yu Zoran hurriedly ford a magic technique, and a third-rank mid-grade turtle puppet appeared before him, gleaming with tallic luster like a solid barrier.
Boom!
At that mont, the water spirit rat’s attack smashed hard into the turtle puppet, producing an earth-shattering boom.
A vast wave of energy rippled outward, sending the turtle puppet flying backward, with its shell slightly charred and cracked.
However, Yu Zoran didn’t have ti to lant, seeing Miao Jun and the water spirit rat already advancing on him.
Despite Yu Zoran’s desperate resistance, controlling his puppet to entangle with the water spirit rat and Miao Jun, he gradually found it hard to hold out against their close cooperation.
The demonic power of the water spirit rat surged like turbulent tides, crashing against Yu Zoran’s defenses wave after wave. Miao Jun also launched even more ferocious attacks, leaving Yu Zoran no opportunity to catch his breath.
Seeing the situation becoming increasingly unfavorable, Yu Zoran lanted inwardly.
He knew that if the stalemate continued, both he and his disciples might not be able to retreat unhard.
Moreover, he was now more convinced that Lv Wenbo’s death was likely related to the Purple Mountain Association.
"Retreat!"
After weighing the pros and cons, Yu Zoran gritted his teeth and issued the order to retreat.
With Yu Zoran’s command, the disciples of the Qingyuan Sect began to withdraw in an orderly fashion.
Miao Jun and others didn’t choose to pursue and kill them.
At this mont, their primary task was to fully occupy the Purple Mountain Tianluo Market.
Furthermore, since Yu Zoran was a Middle Stage of Golden Core cultivator with a third-rank middle-grade puppet to protect him, killing him was nearly impossible.
Therefore, Miao Jun didn’t want to strain relations excessively to avoid further trouble in the future.
After the Qingyuan Sect mbers left, Miao Jun exhaled deeply, finally able to relax his taut nerves.
He turned to face the water spirit rat, cupping his hands in gratitude, saying, "Thank you, Rat Venerable, for your assistance. If you hadn’t arrived in ti, we would have faced significant trouble today."
The water spirit rat puffed out its chest, feigning an air of nonchalance, and said, "This is the master’s instruction."
It deliberately mimicked Xu Ping’s usual deanor, thinking it looked imposing.
Hearing this, Miao Jun smiled slightly and continued:
"The Tianluo Market holds countless treasures, and surely there are so spirit plants and spirit dicine beneficial to you. Why not take a look together?"
"Spirit plants, spirit dicine?"
At those words, the water spirit rat’s usually keen eyes lit up instantly, its heart stirring.
Having contributed to the effort, it figured its master wouldn’t mind it consuming a little spirit plant or spirit dicine.
So, the water spirit rat imdiately nodded and said, "Sure, let’s go."
With that, it couldn’t wait to head inside the market, its eagerness making it seem as if it already saw countless precious spirit plants and spirit dicine beckoning to it.
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