Almost at the sa mont, a faint golden sword light silently broke through the waves from the Chaos Origin Substance above.
It disappeared in an instant and reappeared silently in front of Yin Tianzhi at the critical mont.
"This, this is..."
Yin Tianzhi’s expression was astonished, his pupils reflecting that sowhat familiar faint golden sword light.
Imdiately, that sword light, calmly and steadily, pierced through the demonic aura rolling around the young man in a green robe!
The young man in a green robe’s expression changed drastically!
Dodging, his demonic aura rapidly rolled, blood and resentnt intertwined, eroding the sword light at speed!
Whoosh!
The sword light silently passed through the demonic aura barrier, straight towards the young man in a green robe’s forehead!
Yet it was still narrowly avoided by the young man in a green robe, rely slicing across his cheek.
Crack!
Ti seed to freeze.
In the astonished gazes of the white-haired elder, the young woman, Yin Tianzhi, and a group of early-stage Crossing Tribulation cultivators.
On the young man in a green robe’s cheek, fine cracks suddenly appeared, then quickly enlarged and broke...
Underneath the peeling skin, purer and deeper black demonic qi slowly flowed down...
"You’re not Tian Guiye!"
Yin Tianzhi’s pupils couldn’t help but twitch violently, as he said in a low voice.
...
Swoosh——
A streak of green light shot up from the depths of the canyon, circled slightly in the air, then suddenly darted in a certain direction.
Over a dozen breaths later.
The beam of light suddenly stopped above two huge caverns that were very close to each other!
The green light paused slightly, then revealed the figure of Wang Ba.
He looked down at the two caverns below, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.
He casually raised his hand and struck each of the caverns with a palm, then once again transford into a beam of green light, continuing to fly off into the distance.
After he left, a massive rumbling sound suddenly ca from below, and then countless figures frantically flew out from the caverns, looking down at the huge handprint in the caverns below with shock, anger, and fear, lingering on their faces for a long ti...
After flying for a while longer.
Wang Ba’s figure silently ca to a stop above a much larger, dark cavern.
He looked down at the cavern below from a distance, with Chaos Origin Substance gushing around, flowing into this cavern, which, though fewer than the mouth guarded by the Yin Family of Baichu, could still be deed vast.
"This is the Ten Thousand Demon Palace?"
Wang Ba’s eyes faintly flickered.
From within his sleeve, a frightened voice with a hint of pleading:
"Taoist Friend Taiyi, no, Senior, Jiu, no, Little Jiu didn’t recognize your distinguished face before, accidentally offended you, please forgive , Senior!"
"Little Jiu?"
Wang Ba’s expression was sowhat peculiar.
This early-stage Crossing Tribulation cultivator from the Ten Thousand Demon Palace seed far too afraid of death, even going as far as to use such a shaless title like ’Little Jiu’ to beg for life.
However, he couldn’t be bothered with such things, and said casually:
"The Death Qi you’ve condensed is quite refined..."
From his sleeve ca Jiu Futu’s sowhat trembling voice imdiately:
"Senior wants to die? No, no, I an, does Senior want Death Qi?"
"Hmm... Senior? Senior? Are you listening?"
"Nothing."
Wang Ba slowly retracted the Dao Domain instantly condensed in his hand, spoke calmly.
It startled him.
He had just thought the other person had so formidable ans and almost decided to take them down.
Luckily, it was just a slip of tongue due to fear.
He then asked out of curiosity:
"Do you have a lot of Death Qi?"
"Yes!"
Jiu Futu responded resolutely, without a trace of hesitation:
"There’s a lot accumulated at the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, all collected over the years from the ruins, at least forty percent of the Death Qi there is here at our Ten Thousand Demon Palace, not just Death Qi, but also Blood Energy, Resentnt Qi, Miasma Qi, Poison Qi, Pestilence Qi... Now that the Palace Master is absent, I can take you into the Taoist Field to take everything away!"
"Just ask for your great rcy, spare Little Jiu’s life!"
"Oh?"
Wang Ba’s interest was piqued: "That sounds doable, but inside that Taoist Field, there won’t be any danger, right?"
Jiu Futu appeared to be very frank:
"No, with the Palace Master absent, there’s no danger for you, he took almost everyone crossing tribulations this ti... I told him not to do such things detrintal to fighting against the Supre True Buddha together, but he wouldn’t listen, alas, but can I ask you, what do you need the Death Qi for? I am quite familiar with Death Qi, perhaps I can aid you, Senior."
Wang Ba did not hide it, speaking in a relaxed tone:
"Corpse Refining, I noticed just now your Death Qi was very pure, was originally planning to refine the Death Qi from you..."
"Senior, I also know the treasury where Tian Guiye has hidden his treasures, there perhaps might be a lot of Death Qi there as well! I’ll take you there right now!"
Jiu Futu stated decisively.
The level of cooperation was almost making Wang Ba doubt if he’d caught the wrong person:
"Are you really that early-stage Crossing Tribulation cultivator, Jiu Futu?"
"Haven’t you been possessed by so Golden Core cultivator?"
Being possessed by a Golden Core cultivator was a re joke, an early-stage Crossing Tribulation cultivator could wipe out a Golden Core cultivator with a thought.
Yet he was genuinely puzzled, as soone who managed to reach this stage should have a resilient Dao-heart, why fear death so much?
"Ahem... It’s normal for you not to understand, Senior, Corpse Immortal Technique, existence without life, once cultivation is successful, the True Spirit rges into the flesh, if the flesh perishes, the True Spirit ceases to exist as well, there is no reincarnation, therefore, Little Jiu cherishes his mortal body more than anything, has fortified it extrely well, even these middle-stage Crossing Tribulation cultivators in the ruins cannot generally kill , but you, Senior, are different..."
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