The Heaven-grade Cultivation Technique Director Xiao had specifically requested. Perhaps this group of suspicious individuals has already taken it. Damn it, they've gone completely out of control!
The aide-de-camp sneered and waved his hand.
CLACK!
Dozens of gun barrels locked onto them. The Vice Hall Master and his companions' expressions all darkened.
"How audacious! Daring to provoke the Langhuan Holy Land? You're looking for death!"
The aide-de-camp scoffed. "Langhuan Holy Land? Never heard of—wait! The Langhuan Holy Land? That legendary superpower?" He froze and gasped. He recalled a ti when, thanks to his connection with Director Xiao, he'd had the rare opportunity to view a top-secret file that ntioned those very words: Langhuan Holy Land!
In ancient tis, martial arts flourished, and experts were nurous. The top Martial Artists, in particular, paid no mind to the imperial court. They would ignore the emperor's summons, proclaiming themselves immortals among n! As the years passed, martial arts gradually declined while modern weaponry grew ever more ferocious. As one waned, the other waxed, but so declining powers failed to recognize this shift.
Thus, a massive cleansing operation swept through the land, suppressing many factions with modern weapons. The survivors all went into seclusion, like Mu Jiuzhou's Mu Family and Zhao Xinghe's Zhao Family.
Originally, the purge was ant to continue until every last hidden power was ferreted out and forced to submit. But the Langhuan Holy Land could no longer stand by. The Saint Master at the ti personally traveled to the capital. He debated and discussed matters behind closed doors for several days, and by so unknown ans, managed to halt the cleansing. At the sa ti, at least a hundred reclusive families relocated to the Langhuan Holy Land, seeking its protection. To this day, it's clear just how much weight the na Langhuan Holy Land carries.
"Are you really from there? You aren't impostors?" the aide-de-camp asked, a mix of shock and suspicion in his voice.
"Hmph!" Xiao Qingcang stepped forward, his aura erupting with intimidating force. The soldiers groaned under the pressure, nearly collapsing to their knees.
"A Grandmaster! That's a Grandmaster!" the aide-de-camp cried out in horror. Now finally convinced, he quickly softened his stance and filed an urgent report.
"What? A Grandmaster from the Langhuan Holy Land has appeared in public?!" Xiao Xuanye was also shocked and imdiately inford the elders in the capital. The elders were equally troubled and issued a directive: "Engage in peaceful talks. Do not be negligent!"
A man and a woman? And the man might be a Heavenly King? He killed a close relative of a Vice Hall Master from the Langhuan Holy Land... Could it be him? the aide-de-camp speculated. He promptly shared Long Tianji's file with Xiao Qingcang and the others.
"Long Tianji? The new Heavenly King? It must be him!" the Vice Hall Master declared with murderous intent.
Xiao Qingcang looked at the aide-de-camp. "Long Tianji is a middle-aged man? But I distinctly sensed the killer was very young..."
The aide-de-camp wore a strange expression. "Could you have sensed it incorrectly, senior? How could soone so young break through to the Heavenly King realm?"
"This..." Xiao Qingcang frowned. He was very confident in his tracking abilities, yet the aide-de-camp had a point.
The Vice Hall Master said indifferently, "Whether he's young or old is irrelevant. Once we find them, no one involved will be spared!" Even if the killer isn't Long Tianji, as long as he's a Heavenly King, he must be captured as a sacrifice.
Such arrogance... the aide-de-camp thought. His own hatred for Long Tianji made him feel compelled to offer a warning. "Seniors, you mustn't be careless! People from the Heavenly Person Academy previously brought a Holy Corpse, claiming it could suppress a Heavenly King's spirit and guarantee Long Tianji's capture. But in the end, it was completely ineffective..."
"Oh?"
"Is that so?"
"Hah! How can those pedantic scholars from the Heavenly Person Academy possibly compare to our Langhuan Holy Land?"
The Vice Hall Master and his group were briefly surprised before dismissing the information with contempt. Unwilling to waste any more ti, they resud the hunt.
When Xiao Xuanye learned that the Heaven-grade Cultivation Technique from the dical Immortal Sect was likely taken by Long Tianji, he cursed him silently. You're already a Heavenly King! What the hell are you doing taking that technique? He eagerly anticipated a dog-eat-dog fight between the Langhuan Holy Land and Long Tianji. No matter which side fell, it would be a win for him.
「Elsewhere」
Lin Tang led Lee Encai onward.
"Weren't we going back to Jiangbei? Where are we headed now?" Lee Encai asked, checking their direction.
Lin Tang's face lit up with excitent. "I found so more good things in the dical Immortal Sect's warehouse. I can refine another pill. With a two-pronged approach, my chances of breaking through the bottleneck will be even greater."
"So we need to find another volcano?"
"Refining the Five Spirits Pill requires a volcanic environnt. Refining the Seven Emotions Pill, however, requires a Yin Sha Evil Land."
"Oh..." Lee Encai said, impressed even if she didn't fully understand.
The Mu Family's ancestral cave would have been a perfect example of a Yin Sha Evil Land, but Lin Tang didn't know about it. He would have to find another location at random.
Deep within the ancestral cave, Mu Fan opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath of purple mist. Damn this wretched thing. I've finally forced it all out of my body. He now possessed a form of immortality. As soon as the purple qi vanished, the necrotized parts of his body were filled and covered with vast amounts of mycelia, which transford back into flesh and blood. Once his wounds had fully healed, he picked up a long sword and slashed fiercely at the giant cocoon beside him!
SLASH!
The cocoon, as fragile as an eggshell, split in two, and a torrent of viscous fluid gushed out. Yan Renjie slid out from within.
"...I'm still alive?" Previously, Lin Tang had been hunting him relentlessly. Out of options, he had detonated his sword seed to force Lin Tang back and escape, but he had fallen into a coma as a result, on the verge of death.
"Of course!" Mu Fan said proudly. "The ancient god may have tampered with you and limited your freedom, but he also made you immortal. As long as you had a breath left in you, I could bring you back."
Yan Renjie showed no joy. "I never imagined that even being this powerful, I'm still no match for Lin Tang. I'm afraid I'll never get my revenge."
"Tsk," Mu Fan sneered. "Stop pretending. Do you think I don't know what you're planning? You want to secretly find three more Sword Dao geniuses, have them undergo the baptism of the other three Immortal Swords, and then rge the four swords. You'd use that power to kill and regain your freedom, right?"
"You..." Yan Renjie's expression changed. Damn it! He knows!
Mu Fan patted his cheek, his gaze ice-cold. "You really are an untamable dog."
Yan Renjie's pupils constricted, expecting to be tortured to the brink of death. Instead, Mu Fan's next words were laced with hidden aning. "Go ahead with your plan. Find more Sword Dao geniuses. I'll be waiting for your four swords to beco one!"
Yan Renjie was silent for a mont. "Fine. I'm leaving now!" Whether he regained his freedom or not, Lin Tang had to die!
After leaving the ancestral cave, Yan Renjie imdiately set off for the Sakura Country. One of his martial uncles was living there in retirent and was said to have taken on a talented Disciple who might just fit the criteria.
Mu Fan then found the half-dead Yan Luoyang. Seeing his withered body, like charred wood, he let out a strange laugh. "Hehehe, why don't you stop holding on? Follow in believing in the ancient god, and you'll be granted immortality. Wounds like these will heal in an instant."
Leaning on crutches, Yan Luoyang struggled forward and said coldly, "Thank you for the kind offer, but I have my own way to heal."
"Oh? And what way is that? I'm curious to see," Mu Fan said, following him to a poor, mountainous region.
"Big brother, were you burned? You poor thing, that must hurt! My dad is the best doctor around here. You should co to my house for treatnt!" a simply dressed little boy said. Despite Yan Luoyang's ghoulish appearance, the boy wasn't afraid, only filled with sympathy.
Yan Luoyang reached out and patted his head. "Alright..."
Leaning on the boy for support, he arrived at a farmhouse where he saw a doctor treating several simple farrs. After finishing, the doctor didn't charge them any money.
"Oh, brother, your burns are terrible!"
"You ca to the right person, asking A'Gui for help."
"A'Gui is a truly good man. His skills are excellent, and his heart is kind..."
The farrs praised the doctor profusely to Yan Luoyang before they left. The doctor, his face full of pity, urged Yan Luoyang to lie down. But Yan Luoyang didn't move.
"What's wrong?" the doctor asked, confused.
The next mont, Yan Luoyang opened his mouth and a large Corpse-eating Worm crawled out with a shrill cry. Instantly, the doctor's body convulsed as if shocked by electricity. Then, as if waking from a dream, he kowtowed to Yan Luoyang. "This servant pays his respects to Master!"
"Dad!" the boy exclaid, completely dumbfounded. A second ago, his father didn't even recognize this man. Now...
Yan Luoyang asked indifferently, "Is the specin you've been raising here Number Two?"
The doctor, his face expressionless, pointed to the boy. "He is Number Two. He still needs three more years of natural growth to fully mature."
"I am gravely injured. I can't wait for him to mature. Give him to now."
"Yes, Master. Please, enjoy your al."
Mu Fan watched in stunned silence. The boy was speechless.
"Dad, are you insane? I'm your son! Wake up! Oh, no!!" the boy scread, utterly terrified, as if trapped in a nightmare. Like Zhang Xinyu, he was a "specin" cursed by Yan Luoyang's grandmother long ago. There were many others like him scattered across the country. But while Zhang Xinyu had been lucky enough to be saved by Lin Tang, this boy was not. He struggled in despair, and his short life ended.
Mu Fan had no intention of saving the boy and rely sneered, "You made a father murder his own child. How twisted can you be!"
Yan Luoyang replied flatly, "A lowlife who killed his own wife has no right to judge ."
When Lin Tang finally found a Yin Sha Evil Land, the dense, malevolent qi concealed his and Lee Encai's auras so completely that even Xiao Qingcang lost their trail. The chase was over.
The Vice Hall Master was furious. After harshly punishing Xiao Qingcang, he summoned the aide-de-camp again.
"Tell ," the Vice Hall Master demanded, "does this Long Tianji have any family or other weaknesses we can use to lay a trap for him?"
"Well... he has several wives in Jiangbei and founded a power called the Heavenly chanism Martial Alliance."
At once, they headed straight for Jiangbei City.
Upon their arrival…
BANG!
The main gate of the Heavenly chanism Martial Alliance was kicked off its hinges.
"You have one day to tell Long Tianji to get his ass over here, or we'll annihilate your entire clan!" one of them roared. "And another thing... who are Long Tianji's wives? Drag them out onto the street and strip them naked, now!"
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