Chapter Sixty: Taoist Fool

  A slender small knife, flipping and cutting, meat scraps falling into the dark cave, emitting a strong bloody smell.

  The middle-aged man with a suddenly weathered face looked up at the entrance of the cave and said coldly, "Tian Huang Lao Ren, since you've come, why hide?"

  As soon as his voice fell, the figure of Tian Huang Lao Ren suddenly appeared at the entrance of the cave. Tian Huang Lao Ren's body flashed slightly and he strode into the cave. He glanced at the man with an eerie gaze and said: "Dao Chi, you have been carving in this stone cave for 272 years, yet you still can't carve out your ideal perfect warrior physique. Why are you so obsessed?"

  The middle-aged man called Dao Chi by Tian Huang Lao Ren burst into loud laughter upon hearing his words, his voice like a bell, causing the stone wall to vibrate with a humming sound.

  Haha……haha……Tian Huang Lao Ren, I've been trapped in this stone cave by you for 272 years, without taking a single step out of this mountain cave. Yet every time, you still force me to sense the location of the Xianjing Yizhi Deyuan Baoge. Is it your obsession or mine?!

  The old man Tian Huang coldly laughed and said, "I didn't come here this time to argue with you. Although I haven't cultivated the complete Evil Emperor's Heavenly Swallowing Technique, I have already completed the first volume of it. This world isn't just limited to you being the only one who obtained the Evil Emperor's inheritance, nor are you the only one who can sense the location of the Xianjing Yizhi Dayuanbao Pavilion!"

  Haha……haha……The middle-aged man laughed loudly towards the sky, his voice filled with a strong sense of resentment and endless desolation. After his laughter stopped, he gradually calmed down and said indifferently: "Tian Huang Lao Ren, since you have already cultivated to perfection, what's the point of keeping me around? Why not give me a quick death?"

  The old man Tian Huang furiously shouted: "Dao Chi, I respected you for 300 years ago when we were fellow disciples of the demonic path. Spare your life and don't be ungrateful!"

  "Ha! You think you can use the tens of thousands of cultivators' yang bodies to cultivate evil techniques and it has nothing to do with me? But Master's final words were not to entrust the Evil Emperor Devouring Heaven Technique to you. You used the Blood Seal Method to plot against me, making me suffer in this stone cave for over 200 years. Is this what you call remembering the camaraderie of fellow disciples?"

  "Hmph! This is the punishment for your lack of awareness!" Tian Huang Lao Ren said, gazing at Dao Chi with a gloomy expression.

  "What a pity! What a pity!" Dao Chui looked at Tian Huang Lao Ren's calm and composed expression, sighed, and continued to carve the corpse in his hand with the small knife.

  The old man Tian Huang coldly laughed and said: "You want to disturb my mind!"

  "Sometimes the more you want something, the less likely you are to get it. After cultivating for hundreds of years, you end up doing all the work for someone else and still nobody appreciates it. And on top of that, you have to bear the reputation of being a fake master. How pitiful!"

  The old man's expression turned grave as he gazed coldly into the cave, his hands weaving a spell to activate the hidden arrays within. One by one, tiny symbol arrays sprang to life and began to revolve.

  Only then did countless dark flames emerge from the stone walls, and tongues of fire rapidly crawled towards Dao Chi, covering his entire body in an instant.

  Tiny beads of blood erupted from Dao Chi's entire body, his face twisted rapidly in agony as the dark fire burned his soul. Although he had endured for hundreds of years, it was still unbearable. He scrambled to his feet, grabbed a corpse, and used his hand seals to unlock the soul trapped inside. He opened his mouth and sucked it in.

  Looking at the Dao Chi crawling on the ground like a dead dog, the old man Tian Huang couldn't help but feel an indescribable sense of pleasure. This was the great disciple of the Evil Emperor, known as the Dao Chi, Xie Kongming.

  Once looked down on everything, high and mighty, but now crawling under his own feet, like a dog being pinched at will.

  He calmly looked at the Taoist who was curled up into a ball, and felt an indescribable sense of relief in his heart. The pent-up anger that had been accumulating in his chest for many years gradually dissipated.

  He sneered and looked at Dao Chi with disdain before disappearing into thin air.

  At this time, the originally prostrate Daoist slowly sat up, absorbing all the dark fire crawling on his body into his body. In an instant, a cluster of dark black flames appeared above his head, and the flames rose ceaselessly above his head. The black flame was strange and inexplicable, with fine white stripes on the tongue of the flame.

  This cluster of black flames is precisely the Nine Yin and Yang Fires that Xiū Dào has been dreaming of.

  It contains the nine yin heavenly killings, a flame tongue transformed from one's innate yang energy, tempering the five viscera and grinding the Dao heart, making it one of the most difficult to obtain fire seeds in cultivating truth.

  The Taoist retracted the flames on his head, counted with his fingers, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. He muttered to himself: "This child is indeed a rare talent, unexpectedly not dead, indeed a person with great luck!"

  He spoke as he pinched the law, and saw that the crimson blood under his feet quietly flowed out of the Seven Soul Lock Corpse Array set up by Tian Huang Lao Ren, and entered the main vein of the Blood Sacrifice Great Array set up by Tian Huang Lao Ren for hundreds of years, hundreds of meters underground.

  Dark blood flows into the great array, as if a drop of water falls silently into a river.

  The Taoist used his divine consciousness to investigate again, and saw nothing unusual. He only saw a blood bird flying in from outside, flapping its wings.

  "Ahahahaha! Brother, brother! This time all your plans will come to nothing, hahahaha...!"

  Daoci spoke as he took out a handful of white bone relics from his bosom, holding them in one hand and muttering strange incantations under his breath. The blood pool beside him began to churn and boil.

  One by one, the dark spirits, blood demons, and fierce beasts emerged from the bloody pool, rushing out of the mountain cave.

  The surroundings of the Taoist suddenly appeared with a strange and eerie golden glow of Buddhism, he was calm and serene, the mud around him began to collapse, and the mud slowly sank down.

  A gigantic blood array of ten miles in circumference revealed its true face, and the Seven Soul Lock Corpse Array set up by Tian Huang Lao Ren suddenly collapsed. Countless white skulls exploded into powder, and a burst of bloody fog rose from the pool, dyeing the entire stone cave into a bloody ocean in an instant. The ominous energy soared to the sky, and the bloody aura spread everywhere.

  A path of blood light that pierced the sky emerged from the pool of blood under Dao Chi's feet, and the blood light gradually rose, but in just a few breaths, only to see the upper air of the desolate sky gathering into clusters of deep red blood clouds, pressing down heavily.

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  When Zhang Hao opened his eyes, the light from the palace gate had already disappeared.

  At this time, only a fiery red shadow was seen flying out from inside, which was precisely the Vermilion Flame Fowei's Swallowing Spirit Beast.

  The little guy's hands were holding a big glass bottle, with part of the bottle already stuffed into his belly pocket, only exposing a large neck outside.

  Scarlet flames engulfed the Fow Xie beast as it swallowed the Ling Beast. As soon as Zhang Hao lifted its small head, it let out a series of high-pitched squeaks. Its tiny paws moved swiftly, and one by one, bottles of elixirs, spiritual stones, magical artifacts, weapons, knives, guns, swords, halberds, jade tablets, and stone steles emerged from its belly in an endless stream.

  Zhang Hao's expression was somewhat dull as he asked with his divine sense: "Old man, this little guy's belly space isn't small, is it?"

  The furious voice said: "The ancient Red Flame lineage is an extinct divine beast, which was extremely difficult to find even in ancient times. When the Red Flame Fuxi swallowed the Ling Beast as an adult, it could directly swallow a planet, what's the big deal about carrying some things now!"