NOVPUBStaring at Guan Ao, he sneered coldly,
"You wish to stop us? Utter madness!"
"Bring the ladle!"
As his words fell, a large iron ladle materialized out of thin air and silently plummeted towards Guan Ao!
At the same time.
Beneath Guan Ao, a phantom of firewood appeared, seemingly roasting him over a fire.
Guan Ao’s gaze slightly hardened—the ladle was too fast, and even though he was a Body Cultivator, he couldn’t dodge in time.
However, he seemed to have no intention of dodging at all.
His body swiftly swelled, and a mottled and murky phantom faintly circled around him!
With arms crossed and body slightly bent, he was heavily smashed down by the large iron ladle!
But he quickly flew back up into the air, looking somewhat disheveled, yet without any serious injury.
"Dao Domain!?"
"No, it looks somewhat incomplete..."
Among the cultivators of Jin, someone couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise.
The faces of the Evil Gods also changed slightly!
"Divine domain... Immortal Ascension Cultivator? No, he clearly isn’t an Immortal Ascension, how could he possess a divine domain?"
"No wonder he dared to utter such mad words!"
But cultivators from the Wanxiang Sect, like Ling Weizi and Hu Zaixi, who had personally experienced the extraction of Dao Secrets, suddenly thought of something.
"It’s what Elder Xun did before..."
With a Dao Domain, the substantial gap between Guan Ao and the Evil Gods was instantly bridged.
However, at this moment, the Evil Gods instead revealed joyful smiles,
"We didn’t expect there was still one left."
"Right, but luckily he showed up so early; otherwise, if we met him alone, we might have unintentionally capsized in the gutter."
"It’s also a good thing, let us few quickly take care of him. Jackal-headed God, Bag God, you two go handle those Jin cultivators, to prevent prolonging the night with dreams."
"Good!"
"Just as I wished!"
Several Evil Gods swiftly exchanged their thoughts and then pounced on Guan Ao and the Jin cultivators...
...
Sen State, Ghost Market.
The Ghost Market Teleportation Array slowly lit up.
Then the light dimmed, revealing seven or eight figures.
Among them, a young cultivator wore the standard pale yellow robe of the Diwu Hall.
Although his face was plain and his demeanor quite calm, there was a captivating brilliance in his glance.
Although his cultivation base was not remarkable in the crowd, he was clearly regarded as their leader.
And outside the teleportation array, a handsome middle-aged cultivator holding a folding fan seemed to have been waiting for a long time. Upon seeing the arrivals, he immediately went forward respectfully and gave a salute to the young cultivator:
"Lord."
The young cultivator slightly nodded,
"You did well before; I’m already aware of it, quickly lead the way... What’s the situation with Guardian Qu now?"
Ji Lan didn’t waste any time, rapidly constructing array patterns in the void.
Meanwhile, he responded,
"After I sent Guardian Qu there, he asked me to return first and wait for the support from the Upper Sect to arrive. I’m not very sure about the specifics, I only know there are Evil Gods there... Okay."
In just a half-sentence, he swiftly completed the construction of a teleportation array.
Before everyone, a temporary teleportation array formed.
The young cultivator remained calm.
He had already been informed about some matters, and now he was just reconfirming them.
He then waved his robe and declared solemnly,
"Fellow disciples, follow me, and welcome our sect members home!"
All the Immortal Ascension of Wanxiang Sect had ascended to heaven, but they still couldn’t allow these devious Evil Gods to bully freely.
After speaking, he stepped into the array first.
Several figures immediately followed without hesitation.
...
’Boom!’
In the sky, faint cracks could be seen, quietly sealing.
And the height of the sky also seemed to be silently dropping.
A huge meteor-like figure plummeted from the mid-air, crashing towards the ground.
Yet in just a moment, it struggled up from beneath the ground, rapidly soaring into the sky.
Most of the flesh and bones on his.body had vanished, yet under the nurturing of his strong Blood Energy, they crazily regenerated, returning to intact in the blink of an eye.
But the aura on his body inevitably plummeted.
And the mottled Dao Domain surrounding him had dimmed quite a bit, becoming nearly transparent.
He, however, was completely unaware and gritted his teeth at the Evil Gods in front of him.
"You are nothing special!"
The faces of the Evil Gods were embarrassed.
They hadn’t expected that, even with the combined power of several deities, they couldn’t swiftly kill this cultivator who was nearly at Immortal Ascension and instead kept dragging on until now.
"This man’s physical body is really too troublesome!" One of the paper-faced Evil Gods growled towards the Jackal-headed God and Bag God, who were hunting down Jin cultivators not far away,
"What are you dawdling for!"
Jackal-headed God and the other God, who was bloated, broad-faced, and covered in folds, sank slightly upon hearing_stylesheet the complaint.
Jackal-headed God coldly said,
"With the methods available to us, we can only target individually. Otherwise, you try!"
"Right, right... gurgle..."
Bag God spoke hesitantly, during which he suddenly opened his huge mouth.
A pile of bones was spit out. 𝘯𝑜𝘷𝘱𝘶𝘣.𝘤𝘰𝑚
Then he targeted a Jin cultivator who couldn’t dodge in time. The face full of folds suddenly tensed, and his mouth opened like a bag, sucking in the cultivator before quickly closing.
The bag-like mouth chewed rapidly then quickly spit out a pile of bones again.
"Hmph!"
The Pot Stove God, whose head resembled a pot, snorted coldly and suddenly pulled away from the attack on Guan Ao and instead headed towards the nearby Jin cultivators to kill.
