"Tang~yuan~hot~"
Hoarse singing pierces the snow curtain, echoing on the snowy dark street.
The voice is full of vicissitudes, like the granny next door, even sowhat kind, but in such an environnt, it is increasingly somber and terrifying.
"It’s her, I rember now, it’s her!"
Xu Yongqing suddenly froze, eyes filled with fear.
"Do you know her?"
Li Yan looked into the distance, his face solemn.
The opponent no longer concealed her Qi chanisms at this mont.
Li Yan could feel a dark and obscure power lurking deep in the alleys, viscous and filled with resentnt.
It even made him feel so pressure.
Li Yan understood the opponent’s identity.
Ascender!
Many had reminded him of the "Ascenders".
Li Yan had always been unclear about the difference between an "Ascender" and a normal cultivator. If it were by Dao, he was already at the Fourth Layer, surpassing the limits of mortal cultivators, which could be considered as an Ascender.
There were also many orthodox experts at the fourth and fifth layer, yet they were not called "Ascenders."
It wasn’t until he entered Shu and had contact with many predecessors that he gradually understood the boundaries.
"Ascender" was originally a term for cultivators who wholeheartedly pursued Dao and had opportunities for ascension, considered a respectful title.
And now, it carries so derogatory connotations.
Seeking immortality and Changsheng has been a dream for many since ancient tis, but those with the opportunity to succeed are very few, like eggs in the river, only one or two might ascend.
Many are willing to use any ans for this purpose, even turning into demons, losing humanity.
These people are now called "Ascenders."
Of course, not all "Ascenders" are demons, but you never really know when they might step onto the Evil Dao for that elusive chance.
That’s why many remind you to be cautious of "Ascenders."
The opponent gives him a sense of oppression, Dao at least at the Fourth Layer, and that Qi is demonic and bizarre, completely devoid of human flavor.
"She is Nie Sanggu!"
Upon hearing Li Yan’s inquiry, Xu Yongqing trembled and said, "Originally a Qingcheng discarded disciple, expelled for cultivating evil techniques and later joined the Maitreya Sect, rampaging through Shu many years ago, most fond of appearing and harming people during the New Year."
"She almost controlled the Salt Gang then, later hunted by Cheng Jianxian, whereabouts unknown, and the bounty notice remains at the Chengdu Prefecture Office."
"Over twenty years have passed, how... how is she still alive?"
"Tangyuan Granny?"
As Xu Yongqing spoke, Li Yan also ca to his senses.
They did not enter Shu recklessly. Before coming, including along this path, they gathered substantial intelligence on Shu from the Mystical Sect.
Regarding this "Tangyuan Granny," he knew more.
This old demon granny was an expert in the Evil Dao from over twenty years ago, originated from Qingcheng Xuandu Temple, later integrating various evil techniques, even learning Mo Sect’s chanical Techniques, very troubleso.
Only when collecting information about Cheng Jianxian did he learn of this person.
Thinking of this, Li Yan slightly shook his head, "Seems like King Shu has completely gone mad, even harboring such a demon."
After speaking, he suddenly exerted his breath, shaking his chest.
"Co out!"
He used Great Cloud Thunder Sound.
"Co out!"
"Co out!"
The loud voice, like the roar of thunder, continuously echoed on the street, even generating echoes.
The vast street still whistled with snowstorm.
Li Yan’s eyes slightly squinted, deep in thought.
He was conducting a test.
Great Cloud Thunder Sound possesses the power to break evil, although it’s far from one sentence breaking evil by his current Dao, the volu is loud enough.
No citizens on the street were awakened, indicating they were trapped in a Qin Formation.
But the problem lies here.
The Chengdu Prefecture is not so remote area, its City God Temple is of high rank, not weak compared to any major city in the Divine State.
The Chengdu City God is Ji Xin, with two subordinates: civil judge Fei Yi and military judge Zhou Dequan, both worshiped for centuries, with Community Order Soldiers suppressing demons all around.
Moreover, a few days later, on the twenty-fifth day of the twelfth month, is the City God’s patrol day.
Mystical Sect cultivators are extrely cautious when using spells.
Yet the opponent is brazenly bold...
There must be soone colluding from the City God Temple!
Of course, Li Yan’s shout was not without effect.
Behold, beyond a hundred ters, the snowstorm churned with dense mist, as if parted by invisible giant hands, seeping so crimson light.
"Black~sesa~sweet filling!"
Hoarse selling voice arose, as if throat stuffed with shattered porcelain.
Holding so sharpness, causing hairs to stand on end.
Crunch~
The red light drew nearer, accompanied by the sound of wooden wheels crushing snow.
Yet within the yin fog churned, an old woman pushed a wooden cart, slowly hobbling closer amid the raging snowstorm.
The wooden cart was crafted from cypress, surfaced by greasy black, similar to small food carts used for decades, yet blood scent perated, as if stained by foul blood.
The blood-yellow illumination, wavering, stemd from a red lantern hanging beneath the cart’s flagpole, surface painted with eerie talismans.
The cart wheels pressed over snowdrifts, even tainting the path blood-red.
Seeing this, Xu Yongqing’s eyes widened, face pale.
"Close your eyes, don’t look!"
Li Yan slapped him awake with a stern reminder.
The gathered intelligence indeed proved accurate.
Nie Sanggu was adept at chanical Techniques, the wooden wheeled cart specially modified, even the pungent bloody scent couldn’t mask the sound from within.
And that red lantern, was another form of Illusion Technique.
Highly conspicuous in darkness.
But if you stare too long, you’d fall into a nightmare.
His Dao is at the Fourth Layer, with various effective Magic Artifacts protecting him, naturally fearless, but for ordinary people or cultivators, this granny and demon are equivalently terrifying.
Just this entrance could frighten soone to death.
Stopping fifty ters away, the old woman paused, seemingly seeing him unmoved, speaking deeply, "Sinful~ Why are you protecting him? In such cold weather, still making the granny co out for business."
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