Chapter One Hundred: The Good People of the Luo Family Take Action

  Seeing the opponent's body engulfed in fierce flames, Wang Guang was overjoyed and ecstatic. On one hand, he spewed out a vast amount of cyan smoke to enhance the power of the red copper sand, while on the other hand, he violently shook the long banner in his hand, releasing a foul-smelling black smoke. In an instant, the withered wood cultivators let out mournful cries one after another, and before they could even display their magical powers, they were reduced to flying ashes that dispersed into the air.

  Watching the seven or eight strands of black smoke drag the dry wood, the practitioners' souls drilled into the Wan Gui banner. Wang Guang didn't even bother to pick up the scattered materials from the dry wood practitioners, but instead shook the banner and released more black smoke, wrapping it around his own body as he continued to search within a radius of several dozen miles in order to find Luo's practitioner as soon as possible.

  Wang Guang was not convinced after searching in vain, he thought it was impossible for the Na Luo family's Qi practitioners to hide from him and escape under his nose in such a short time. So, with another surge of energy, he searched repeatedly dozens of times. However, after all the commotion, there was still no discovery.

  "Boundless Heavenly Venerable!" After dozens of searches with no results, Wang Guangqi's anger reached new heights. "Hmph! You little brat from the Luo family, don't think that just because you're hiding, I won't be able to find a way to deal with you. Come out quickly and let me finish you off, it'll save us both time. Do you think living a few more days will make you a successful alchemist? You'll die sooner or later, why not let me finish you off now and spare you future suffering?"

  After a series of loud shouts and chaotic movements, Wang Guang still couldn't find the Luo family's Qi cultivator hiding there. Unwilling to give up, he used the Blood Light Pursuing Soul Technique to search again, only to discover that his opponent was still within tens of miles and had not left.

  He was exhausted from the commotion, and in his anger, he took out eighteen iron flags to set up a formation within a range of tens of miles. As he quickly set up the formation, he also wildly shouted and threw out dark thunders to lock down the area, preventing the Luo family's Qi-refining warriors from escaping.

  Fortunately, the Qi practitioner from the Luo family was timid. After Wang Guang set up his flag array, the Blood Light Pursuing Soul Technique still showed that he had not left this area of dozens of miles around, which made the Taoist slightly relieved.

  "You little thing, since you're hiding and don't want to leave, then never think of leaving again." With a wave of his hand, the Blood Soul Pursuit Technique scattered, and this guy had a sinister smile on his face. He spat out eighteen mouthfuls of green smoke into the iron flag, and with a flick of his wrist, he activated the Flag Array.

  Only the iron flag was seen, and a thread of Western Xigong golden energy was drawn out from the void and the earth. At first, there was only one thread, but after dozens of breaths, it changed into a strand, and later it changed into a strip. In just three to five hours, the mountains and forests within tens of miles were covered with a layer of pure golden light. The trees, mountains, and mud turned gold, and even the birds and beasts that fell into it were wrapped in Western Xigong golden energy, and in the blink of an eye, their entire bodies were covered in a layer of gold.

  Wang Guang jumped out of the flag array and manipulated the red copper sand to change into a giant grinding disc, which wildly ground and crushed everything within the flag array. Trees dozens of feet tall were ground into powder, and boulders several feet in size were reduced to rubble. Millions of copper sands rolled about, each one burning with flames that danced wildly on the ground, scorching everything they touched; wherever they went, destruction followed. The copper sands transformed again, turning into a river of burning copper sand that flowed through the mountains and forests, causing the earth to crack open and all vegetation to be destroyed, leaving nothing but desolation and death in its wake.

  After a whole day and night of hard work, Wang Guang once again used the Blood Light Pursuing Soul Technique to check the location of the Luo family's Qi practitioners. This time, he found that they were still wandering in a golden mist, but Wang Guang couldn't see their figures at all.

  "Damn it!" Wang Guang was furious, he never thought that the Luo family's Qi cultivator would be so formidable and still be able to roam freely within tens of miles without being detected. In his anger, he didn't care about the consumption of his spiritual energy anymore, after calming down slightly, he leaped into the flag array and began to manipulate the law seals.

  With the Wang Guang Fa Jue dynamic, all the Xī Gēng Jin Qi within tens of miles were stirred up. These Xī Gēng Jin Qi merged and entwined with each other, condensing into fist-sized thunder fires out of thin air. In just a short period of time, nearly ten thousand Xī Gēng divine thunders condensed with the help of the flag array's power.

  "Boom!" Wang Guang saw the million Western Thunderbolts condense and come out, and he hurriedly jumped into the air, pinched his fingers together to form a hand seal, and loudly shouted. As soon as his voice fell, the million thunderbolts in the flag array exploded simultaneously.

  Only a loud noise was heard, as if the mountain had collapsed and the earth had cracked, and also like the spring thunder and the sea waves were continuous. Countless golden lights rose to the sky, and thousands of rocks turned into flying ash. The divine thunder exploded, causing the infinite Xī Gěng gold gas to become chaotic. This infinite Xī Gěng gold gas collided randomly, producing a series of intense explosions, and in an instant, the area within tens of miles was transformed into a desert, with the infinite Xī Gěng gold gas scattering and escaping in all directions. The eighteen iron flags were also shattered in this explosion, turning into scrap metal scattered on the ground.

  The effect of the simultaneous explosion of ten thousand first-class Xī Gēng divine thunder was not anticipated by Wáng Guǎng. Fortunately, at that time, in order to be cautious, he flew higher. This explosion only blasted him out hundreds of feet away, and after a few somersaults in mid-air, he was unharmed.

  "This time you're finished!" Wang Guang hastily stabilized his body, chose a huge stone to fall down, and then searched for some wild beasts hundreds of miles away before performing the Blood Light Pursuing Soul Technique. After a round of hand and foot dancing, the blood mirror appeared, and Wang Guang saw the shadow in the mirror, so angry that he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

  "You little scamp, you're even better at evading pursuit than I am!" Looking into the Blood Mirror, a young Qi Practitioner was seen rapidly advancing in an unpredictable manner, sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes left and sometimes right, causing Wang Guang to shout loudly.

  He didn't dare to slack off, and according to the Blood Mirror's indication, this guy wrapped his body with red copper sand and chased after him all the way. After chasing for a full half hour, Wang Guang finally saw the figure of that Luo family's Qi Practitioner. "Little guy, don't run, tell me what kind of technique you used? How were you able to dodge my technique?"

  "You're a ruthless and cruel demon, killing thousands of innocent people. Your eyes are blinded by evil, how can you understand the subtlety of divine power and the mystery of Taoist magic? One day, I'll kill you to avenge those who died unjustly and their family members." The Ro family's Qi-refining cultivator, who was running wildly, didn't expect Wang Guang to catch up with him so quickly, and was somewhat surprised. However, although he was young, after seven or eight years of mental training in the Qingmu Sect, he wasn't flustered, so he took out the treasure given by his master, turned around and threw it at Wang Guang to block his pursuit.

  But Wang Guang was hot on his heels, and with a sudden lift of his head, he saw that the Luo family's Qi practitioner had turned around and thrown something shiny at him. Although he looked down on someone who had only been practicing Qi for a few years, he didn't dare to be slow, not only did he use the Red Copper Sand to protect himself, but also shook the long banner in his hand to release black smoke to pollute that thing.

  Black smoke swirled, and that dazzling thing suddenly emitted a vast amount of intense light. The endless black smoke was instantly evaporated, and the thing continued to advance towards Wang Guang, slightly dimmer. Fortunately, there was the protection of the crimson copper sand, which rotated millions of times in an instant, grinding that dazzling thing into powder without harming Wang Guang in the slightest. However, it still made Wang Guang's entire body break out in cold sweat.

  "What a close call! Fortunately, I was cautious and had the protection of the red copper sand, otherwise being hit by that thing would have left me powerless to chase after it, even if my life wasn't in danger."

  As he pondered, the Luo family's Qi-refining warrior in front of him threw out another treasure to block Wang Guang. For a time, there were colorful small stones, flying knives, short swords, thunder and fire, Taoist techniques, even poisonous smoke, talismans, and other methods that were displayed. Every time Wang Guang was about to catch up with his opponent, the Luo family's Qi-refining warrior would throw out another treasure to block him. After a round of struggling, only Wang Guang was left panting and shouting in dismay, constantly complaining that his opponent had so many treasures on him.

  Wang Guang complained, and the Luo family's Qi cultivator in front of him also had endless complaints. This Luo family Qi cultivator was originally caught by the Qingmu Sect to be used against Wang Guang, but unexpectedly, the withered wood-like Qi cultivator saw that he had excellent qualifications, so he took him as his apprentice. Not only did he give most of the magical artifacts on his body to this young man, but also asked his fellow sect members for many treasures to give to him for self-defense.

  This young Luo family cultivator also had a good fortune, following his master to learn the art for only seven or eight years, and he had already learned his master's skills by heart. Under the influence of countless spiritual pills and medicines, his magical powers were only slightly inferior to those of his master, who was about to condense the golden elixir. Unfortunately, his magical powers grew too quickly, and during a cultivation session, he stumbled upon an ancient treasure in a desolate mountain forest. After witnessing its effects, he no longer followed his master's orders to fight against demonic beasts to gain combat experience. Instead, he spent his days traveling and having fun, which was why he ended up with a set of skills that he couldn't use, leading to him being frantically hunted down by others.

  One fled for his life, the other pursued to kill. The fugitive had many tricks up his sleeve, either using a shield or sword to defend himself from behind. The pursuer's skills were exquisite, with a ruthless nature, employing multiple tactics in succession, whether grabbing, stabbing, or entwining.

  Two people, one in front and one behind, ran through the long distance of ten thousand miles. The Luo family's Qi practitioner was running with his head down towards the barrier between the two realms, thinking only of hiding his figure in the mortal world. Wang Guang accelerated his speed again and again to chase and kill, hoping to block him before he entered the real mortal world.

  But then the Luo family's Qi practitioners, after rushing for a day and night, saw a large lake in front of them that resembled a lotus flower. In the middle of the lake was a small island shaped like a lotus flower, on which an old woman-like Qi practitioner sat cross-legged, floating in mid-air, swallowing and spitting out the essence of the sun and moon, as well as the lake's spiritual energy.

  The Luo family cultivator saw the old woman-like cultivator and immediately shouted for help. "Senior, save me! I am a Qingmu Sect cultivator. A few days ago, I was in the mountains with my master, secretly cultivating. We saw someone recklessly slaughtering innocent lives, so we went to stop them. Unexpectedly, that person's heart was filled with anger and killed my master. Afraid that I would leak the news, they also set up a flag array to destroy all living things within tens of miles, seeking to kill me. I am no match for them, please senior, save me!" The Luo family cultivator wailed loudly, fearing that the old woman wouldn't hear him, and turned around to throw out a Yin Thunder Bomb, the thunderous sound echoing repeatedly, hoping to let the old woman know of his predicament.

  "Stop right there, this is the Lotus Peak and Lotus Pond. A wicked person like you is not allowed to enter." The old woman who was practicing her Qi on the small island heard the call from the Luo family's Qi practitioner and quickly came out of her meditation. She followed the sound and saw a young Qi practitioner flying towards her with a panicked face. The young man had a clear brow and bright eyes, his face as red as jade, and he could be considered quite handsome. His Daoist robe was tattered and worn, making him look disheveled, and she suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for him.

  However, this old woman was not a fool either. She was born with a strong sense of justice and had an unusual skill on her body. She opened her wise eyes and carefully observed the large number of practitioners from the Luo family and Wang Guang's ferocious face behind them. Only to see that the former had a faint golden light flashing on his forehead, which was only possessed by practitioners who did not kill indiscriminately.

  Looking back, Wang Guang was still chasing after her, his hair disheveled and unkempt, with long fingernails that made a rattling sound. His face was twisted in a ferocious scowl, which made the old woman feel uneasy for no reason. On top of Wang Guang's head, there was a dark cloud about three to five feet high, which churned and rolled with the sounds of wailing ghosts and howling wolves, clearly a result of his numerous killings of innocent people.