"With just this?" Zhang Xiaohao narrowed his eyes.
"Hmph! Human boy, you know nothing! This is not just an ordinary puppet; it is a Foundation Establishnt Early Stage puppet! Although its combat power is diocre, it excels at tracking! Once it rembers your scent, within a hundred thousand miles, no matter how you escape, you cannot escape its nose! How about it? Are you scared?" Teng Muci said proudly.
"In that case, you may begin your journey!" Zhang Xiaohao’s gaze turned cold.
A powerful killing intent erupted from his body, darkening the sky. The blood-red aura instantly covered the entire area.
Zhang Xiaohao held a fiery red talisman between his fingers, one of the three interdiate talismans given to him by the Snow Spirit Palace Master.
"Fire Sea Talisman—!" Zhang Xiaohao roared lowly.
He threw the Fire Sea Talisman out of his hand, and it spun in the air, instantly transforming into a sky-covering sea of fire, its powerful presence suppressing Teng Muci and the others.
"What? This is an interdiate talisman!" Seeing this scene, Teng Muci cried out in shock.
As the overwhelming sea of fire was about to fiercely blast them, a sudden breeze blew through, instantly making the sky-covering fire sea disappear.
"..." The sudden scene left everyone present dumbfounded.
Zhang Xiaohao’s face was grim and terrifying, his heart filled with murderous intent.
"Snow Spirit Palace Master, today I, Zhang, will rember this!"
Elsewhere, within the sacred land of the Spirit Clan, amidst a vast ice mountain and huge palace.
The Snow Spirit Palace Master suddenly opened her eyes, glanced east, and a mocking smile appeared on her lips.
"Non-clan mbers, their hearts are punishable!"
Then she closed her eyes again, believing that Zhang Xiaohao, having used her life-saving trump card, must be in a life-and-death situation. Now that his life-saving trump card had suddenly failed, he was surely dood.
"Hahaha—! Human boy, you almost fooled this young master! Thought you could perform a trick before dying?" Teng Muci mocked.
The surrounding guards silently surrounded Zhang Xiaohao.
The Xuan Dog Puppet took a step, squinting its eyes as it walked towards Zhang Xiaohao, revealing its Foundation Establishnt Early Stage cultivation without any concealnt.
"Looks like I have to use that move!" Zhang Xiaohao ntally sneered.
As for the debt owed by the Snow Spirit Palace Master, he would have to settle it later.
He flipped his hand and took ten Fla Divine Stones from the Shennong Ring, his last stock. Once these ten stones were used up, he truly would have no life-saving cards left.
A fierce glint flashed in Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes, and without hesitation, he hurled the last ten Fla Divine Stones at the Xuan Dog Puppet.
"First Transformation!" After doing all of this, Zhang Xiaohao transford into a Shadow Demon Mosquito, using its stealth talent to head into the ground.
"Ridiculous! Do you think this young master will fall for it again? Simply foolish!" Teng Muci scoffed.
"Young Master, danger! Run!" Elder Snake King, however, shouted at this mont, wanting to stop things, but it was too late. He could only protect himself, slapping his storage bag at his waist, retrieving a yellow talisman to stick on himself, and then took out a small black shield to block in front.
Just as all this was done, the ten Fla Divine Stones exploded, their powerful destructive force expanding from the Xuan Dog Puppet as the center, pushing out in all directions.
"Ah!!!" A miserable scream echoed from within the sea of fire, gradually fading away.
Three minutes later.
When the sea of fire vanished completely, the Xuan Dog Puppet and Teng Muci had already been annihilated.
Half of the guards around, who were farther away, were also wiped out, leaving only Elder Snake King, with his Mid-stage Foundation Establishnt cultivation and protection from a magic artifact and a low-level talisman, barely escaping.
Whisk!
The Shadow Demon Mosquito’s figure flashed as it collected the remaining half body of the Xuan Dog Puppet and Teng Muci’s storage bag, flapping its wings as it fled ahead.
"Ah! Human boy, stop! I will cut you into a thousand pieces to avenge the young master!" Elder Snake King roared angrily.
Saying this, he saw over twenty guards remaining in a daze, his murderous intent enveloping them.
"What are you useless fools standing around for? Hurry up and chase! If that human boy escapes, I will peel your skin and extract your sinews!"
"Yes, Sir!" the group of guards imdiately responded.
They quickly took out a basic Featherweight Talisman, stuck it to themselves, and activated spiritual power, rushing forward.
Just as their bodies took three steps out, they visibly turned into a puddle of mush.
"Bad! This peach forest is poisoned!" Elder Snake King’s face changed dramatically, forced to ignore pursuing Zhang Xiaohao. He imdiately sat cross-legged on the ground, slapped his storage bag at his waist, took out bottles of elixirs containing various detoxification pills, opened them, and gulped them down all at once...
Elsewhere, this is within the territory of Qingyuan Town, with several thousand kiloters of land under its jurisdiction.
In the Town Hall, a burly man with three dark green leaves on his head was cultivating in seclusion.
Suddenly, a weeping voice rang out.
"Yingkong, it’s bad! Mu Ci’s, his Lifebound Jade Scroll has shattered!" Ye Mulan cried.
Bam!
The hall door was violently blasted open, and Teng Yingkong rushed out with a grim face.
"Mulan, what happened to Mu Ci? Quickly tell your husband!" Teng Yingkong urged.
"Just now, when I went to the forbidden area in the backyard to offer incense for my father and brother, Mu Ci’s Lifebound Jade Scroll shattered!" Ye Mulan cried.
"Damn it! How dare soone kill my son, Teng Yingkong; I will tear them to pieces!" Teng Yingkong roared in fury.
...
Zhang Xiaohao was unaware of the events in Qingyuan Town; even if he knew, he wouldn’t care. Since they were enemies, killing them was justified.
At this mont, Zhang Xiaohao was furiously flapping his wings, flying swiftly ahead.
A day and a night later.
Zhang Xiaohao chose to stop by a wide river, still a seven-day journey from the Weishui Mountain Range.
Whisk!
Zhang Xiaohao transford from a mosquito back to human form.
"Huff!" He sat lazily on the ground, panting heavily.
After a day and night, Zhang Xiaohao had been fleeing nonstop without any delay, his Divine Thought constantly monitoring the surroundings, fearing that the remaining old man might pursue him again. Fortunately, he had shaken off his pursuers, and they had not continued the chase.
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