Chapter Ninety-six

  Two people each showed off their skills, Xue Dao Ren displayed his Taoist magic to mix up heaven and earth, Wang Guang didn't have powerful Taoist magic, so he patted the top of his head and released thousands of long hairs mixed with five fingernails to resist. This move was a rare door.

  Among the thousands of hairs, seven or eight feet long fingernails collided in the chaotic sky and earth, only to hear a burst of burning sounds, in the blink of an eye, the large net of thunder and fire exploded, waves of smoke and fire rushed towards Wang Guangyuan.

  This guy is also a ruthless person, directly throwing the long handle into the treasure bag, and conveniently grabbing a handful of three-stage dark thunder from inside. After continuously throwing three to five handfuls of dark thunder, the sky was filled with smoke and fire, and endless thunder and flames rushed towards the Condensed Snow Path cultivator.

  Millions of thunder and fire rolled, rolling over an area of more than 100 square meters without seeing any human shadow. Taking this opportunity, Wang Guang sent a message to Hei Shan Dao Ren, asking him to lead Tie San Dao Ren away. As for himself, he transformed into a stream of light and threw out a burst of dark thunder before drilling into the well in the Luo family's mansion.

  Wang Guang dove into the well and didn't come up, making Cong Xue anxious. She continuously used her magic to clear the surrounding thunder fire. After clearing it all away, only a pile of ruins was left in front of her, where could Wang Guang's trace be seen?

  "That demon is in the well." Just as Gong Xue was searching around, a crack suddenly appeared on the ground, and Luo's leader emerged from the crack, pointing at the distant well and shouting: "He's there, worshiping a long banner, with an eerie and evil wind blowing around him."

  Xing Xue Dao Ren burst out laughing as soon as she heard this. She didn't go to the well to look for Wang Guang, but instead used her magic to spit out a blue, glittering bead from her mouth. The bead transformed into a fierce beast, which charged towards the well with its teeth bared and claws outstretched, trying to drag Wang Guang out from inside.

  But Wang Guang had lost a few Yin Lei to confuse Xing Xue Dao Ren, and was thinking of finding an opportunity to use the Wan Zang Chang Fan's technique. Originally, this treasure had great power, if it could reach the lower level of the top grade quality, the strongest technique would only need to shake the fan and spray out a few mouthfuls of magic power to achieve it. However, because Tie San Dao Ren secretly did evil deeds, the treasure's quality dropped by two levels, so in order to use the strongest technique, he had to spend some time to achieve it. Therefore, this guy hid in the well to delay some time and confuse Xing Xue Dao Ren, so that he could use his technique.

  He originally drilled into the well and sank to the bottom of the well, inserting the Wan Gui long banner into the mud, and separating the surrounding well water from left to right, not allowing them to approach. Then he took out three or five pieces of sandalwood from his arms and ignited them.

  Sandalwood ignited, this guy grabbed the sandalwood body upside down, split his head and muttered incantations, and a stream of filthy air emerged from his body and merged into the long banner.

  The treasure trembled, and threads of black smoke emerged from the long banner. The banners shook and squirmed in mid-air, quickly transforming into dozens of snake-like tendrils as thick as an arm. The snakes entwined and twisted together, merging into a single column of black smoke. A few mouthfuls of magical energy were sprayed onto the smoke, causing it to shrink from over ten feet high to just three or five feet in size, and from being as wide as a person to being only as thick as an infant's arm.

  Wang Guang was originally thinking of waiting until the power of the treasure reached its maximum, but unexpectedly heard the master of the Luo family outside revealing his identity. For a moment, he was furious and hated that his teeth were clenched tightly, really wanting to rush out and kill all the old and young of the Luo family.

  "Traitor, a traitor through and through!" Wang Guang shouted loudly. How dare he continue to urge the power of the magic treasure? He hastily stood up and pointed his hand at the long banner in front of him, only to see a thick black light bursting out from the top of the banner. Just then, a blue monster pounced down from above, which was exactly the magical skill displayed by Qingxue Dao Ren.

  The black light collided with the blue monster, and in the blink of an eye, the monster vanished into thin air, leaving behind thousands of ice blocks crashing down to the bottom of the well. The black light that broke through the monster did not shrink, but instead grew larger by a circle, however, Wang Guang knew that its power had weakened.

  In a moment of contemplation, he only heard a mournful cry outside, and Wang Guang felt that the aura of Cong Xue Dao Ren had weakened several times in an instant, and rapidly flew away into the distance.

  "Haha! You cheap thing, Cong Xue, don't try to escape!" Wang Guang burst out of the well and hovered in mid-air above the ruined courtyard. He saw a woman's lower body lying on the ground, twitching constantly, and immediately understood that this was Wan Gui's masterpiece. Without hesitation, he shook the long banner in his hand, and black smoke shot out, transforming into skull-like creatures that let out eerie cries as they chased after something in the distance. This treasure had used the remaining aura of Cong Xue to track down its target.

  " Fellow Taoist, please stop. Within the imperial city, fighting is prohibited, do not violate the rules." Just as Wang Guang Zheng was about to unleash his magical powers to follow Wan Xiu's guidance and pursue the killer, an old Taoist suddenly appeared from afar, blocking his path. This old Taoist had eight yellow jasper swords floating beside him, a wispy beard fluttering in the wind, thick eyebrows and big eyes with a dignified appearance, truly a good-looking man.

  As soon as he heard this, Wang Guangsan's corpse god violently jumped up, his heart burning with rage, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood. "Get out of my way, don't block my path." This guy was anxious in his heart, afraid that the other party would run too far and not feel the remaining aura of the Ten Evils, so he shifted his body to change direction and continue chasing.

  Never thought that the old man's face was a smile, stretched out his hand to play with the eight yellow jasper swords beside him, and the sword light flew down from the yellow jasper swords to weave into a sword net again, blocking Wang Guang's way.

  "Don't speak like that, fellow Taoist. I'm stopping you from fighting in the city because I was entrusted by the Split Earth Sect's people. Who dares to defy the rules? If the Sect Leader finds out that someone is causing trouble in my jurisdiction, I'll definitely be punished. The old Taoist smiled calmly and said, "I think it's better for you to rest here for a while and wait for the Sect Leader to come back and decide how to punish you. Who knows, maybe the Sect Leader will see your good attitude and reduce your punishment."

  "Haha! Good! Good! Good! I'll see how the earth punishes me today." This brief interruption, although only a breath's time, made Wang Guang unable to feel the filthy aura attached to Qingxue Daoist's body again. Several wisps of black smoke weakly drilled into the long banner and disappeared without a trace. Afterwards, Wang Guang threw the long banner to the ground and sat cross-legged under it, motionless. "I don't know what you just did? Why didn't anyone come to intervene in the fight?"

  "Heh heh! That poor Daoist was in seclusion, cultivating his skills, and didn't notice. He just came out of seclusion, so he's here to stop you." The old Daoist shook his head and explained, "You stay here for now, don't go anywhere, I'll go back and continue my seclusion cultivation. If you need anything, just tell the other Qi cultivators, they all listen to my orders and will help prepare some meat dishes and fine wine for you."

  Seeing the old man wanting to turn around and leave, Wang Guang laughed strangely: "Old miscellaneous hair, according to my idea, it's better for you not to go. You let that cheap woman Qingshu escape, I won't say anything, but unfortunately, we fought hard tonight, and didn't even really kill three or five people. I think you should let me slaughter you, to vent the anger in my heart!"

  "Inappropriate, inappropriate. You have anger, how can you vent it on me? I didn't provoke you, how can you take it out on me?" The old Taoist smiled and didn't put Wang Guang in his heart: "I am the direct disciple of Bai Shou Dan Shi Bai Qun Dao Ren, if you vent your anger on me, not to mention whether my master will find trouble with you, just relying on my thousands of fellow disciples, they will come over and toss you around, so you won't have any advantage." After finishing speaking, the old Taoist dispersed the sword net and thought about turning around to leave.

  "Boundless Heaven Venerable! I, Wang Guang, have killed countless people. After becoming a Qi Practitioner, every fight with others has been extremely stifling. Today, however, I want to change that. Don't try to decline, Miscellaneous Hair." Wang Guang said in a low, ominous tone.

  As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the long black flag in front of him. The flag shook, and a stream of black smoke spewed out from inside, wrapping itself around the old Taoist priest. The black smoke was not only extremely foul-smelling but also carried endless killing energy within it.

  I thought the old Taoist would have to spend some effort to take it down, but unexpectedly, after the black smoke wrapped around the eight flying swords surrounding the old Taoist, in the blink of an eye, those few flying swords were polluted into useless objects.

  The old Taoist was originally striking the flying sword to release the sword light to resist the black smoke, but he didn't think that his sword light was chaotic and couldn't resist Wang Guang's Wan Gui Chang Fan. Ding ding dang dang, eight flying swords fell to the ground, this old Taoist's whiskers jumped up and down, and he was heartbroken for his own flying swords. "You little devil want to die?" After saying that, he took out a symbol from his bosom to release it, but Wang Guang's method was too fast. Only saw a green light flew out from his fingers, the green light came to the old Taoist in the blink of an eye and made a turn, the old Taoist only felt a chill on his wrist, and the palm that held the symbol fell to the ground.

  "How dare you hurt me? Aren't you afraid that my master, Bai Qiu Dao Ren, will look for trouble with you? My master is the head of our sect's Dan Shi, and he loves us disciples dearly. You'd better let go quickly." The old Taoist covered his severed hand and wailed, trying to move away using his technique, but was entangled by the black smoke released from Wan Zui's long banner and couldn't struggle free.

  "You, a mere stray dog, dare to bark? I'll use you to continue killing that cheap woman, Xingxue." Wang Guang sneered, not putting the old Taoist or his master behind him in his eyes. "You think using big shots will intimidate me? I'll kill you first, and even if someone else tries to pressure me later, a piece of trash like you won't be able to see it."

  This guy's face was ferocious, he stretched out his hand to manipulate the law, and saw that the black smoke contracted, actually pulling this Taoist onto the Wanxie banner. The banner swayed, suddenly flying out from the ground and stabbing into the old Taoist's lower body, the top of the banner extending out from the Taoist's chest.

  That old Daoist was in unbearable pain and begged King Guang to spare his life. Unfortunately, this old Daoist had never fought with anyone before, and every day he would bully others within the sect without ever suffering any grievances. During this period of time, there were changes within the sect, and he received an order from his master to go down the mountain and mingle with others. After being seduced by Xue Bing, a Daoist nun, he ended up in such a miserable state.

  This change, if placed on an ordinary cultivator, would have them use all their might to counterattack or escape when their flying sword is destroyed. Unfortunately, this old Daoist had never engaged in life-or-death battles with others and had not gone through rigorous training in his sect. In the heat of the moment, he only felt a pang in his heart. And when his palm fell off, even a slightly experienced cultivator would have used their secret techniques to frantically escape, but he was only writhing in pain, stunned for a moment before remembering to flee, not wanting to lose his chance at survival.