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Chapter 36: Holy Mother? Experience the Ultimate Darkness
"This Chen Mo deserves to die!" Zhang Wuji gritted his teeth after listening to Song Yuanqiao's story.

In his opinion, how could the master uncle who had been so kind to him since he was a child do such a thing? He must have been forced by the devil Chen Mo!
Yes, Grand Master only wanted to survive, and if Grand Master had not been there, the other uncles and aunts would have surely been killed or injured. It was Grand Master who protected the other uncles and aunts.

Just when Zhang Wuji was distracted, he suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind. Before he could react, he was hit by a palm from behind. Fortunately, he was protected by the Nine Yang Divine Art, so he only felt his blood boiling and was not seriously injured.

He turned his head and saw the person who attacked him in the light of the fire. He was wearing a green cloak, was not young, and was tall and thin.

"Wuji, be careful, this is Wei Yixiao, the Green-Winged Bat King of the Ming Cult, and now he's Chen Mo's running dog!" Song Yuanqiao reminded from behind.

Opposite them, Wei Yixiao was also stunned when he saw that he failed to seriously injure the opponent with one palm strike. He thought to himself: What's wrong with these young people nowadays? Are they all so complicated?
After hearing what Song Yuanqiao said, Wei Yixiao sneered: "Good Wudang Song Yuanqiao, I have finally seen your ability to confuse right and wrong today. I have been hiding in the dark and watched you do those dirty things with my own eyes. You keep saying that Chen Mo harmed you, but why don't you say that you were the ones who caused trouble for Chen Mo first?

It's bad enough that you're not as skilled as others, but you even slander others behind their backs!
Your junior fellow apprentice feels pretty good, right? You made a grown man go crazy!
Don't tell me you have no choice. If you really care about your reputation, why don't you commit suicide before you lose your mind? Or kill your fellow apprentice and son? Isn't it because you are afraid of death?

No, it's all of you who are still alive who are afraid of death!"

Wei Yixiao's voice was not very loud, but it seemed particularly loud in the quiet night.

When the others heard his words, their faces changed several times, but they didn't dare to speak in the end. The thoughts of the Shaolin people were:
That Zhang Wuji is Zhang Cuishan's son. We forced his parents to death back then. Who knows if he will take this opportunity to take revenge? Since Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao are against each other, let them kill each other!

Song Yuanqiao, who was the focus of Wei Yixiao's attack, said with a grim expression: "You are lying, it's not like that, it's not like that, Wei Yixiao, you deserve to die, Wuji, kill him quickly to avenge everyone!"

He thought to himself: If Wuji could listen to me and really kill Wei Yixiao, then he and others would be able to escape; if Wuji was killed by Wei Yixiao, then it didn't matter, anyway there would be no worse situation than now!
After going through all that happened before, the evil in Song Yuanqiao's heart has been completely released. Now that he doesn't care about his own son, how could he care about other people!
Zhang Wuji didn't know whether the story was true or not. As he had just entered the martial arts world, he couldn't fully distinguish right from wrong. He just chose to trust Song Yuanqiao first based on their close relationship, so he decisively attacked Wei Yixiao.

For a while, the two sides fought fiercely.

The fire illuminated a limited area, so people couldn't see the details of the fight, but from the sounds, they could tell that Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao were evenly matched.

This was indeed the case. Wei Yixiao was good at martial arts and had more combat experience; Zhang Wuji was protected by the Nine Yang Magic Art, and the characteristics of the Nine Yang Magic Art meant that any punch or kick attack had enormous power, so the two sides fought for dozens of moves but it was difficult to determine the winner.

"Haha, good boy, you have such internal strength at such a young age. It's a pity that you don't know any advanced fighting techniques.

Humph, since I can't take you down, I'll go find someone who can take you down!" After Wei Yixiao finished speaking, he withdrew from the battle circle and left quickly into the distance. Zhang Wuji had deep internal strength, but he didn't know any Qinggong, so he couldn't catch up even if he wanted to.

"Hey, Wuji, how could you let Wei Yixiao run away? Once he goes back and tells others, the big devil Chen Mo will definitely come, and then it will be terrible." Song Yuanqiao complained.

"Master, I can't catch up!" Zhang Wuji said somewhat embarrassedly, thinking that it was indeed his fault. Song Yuanqiao actually wanted to ask Zhang Wuji where he learned this strength, but thinking that Chen Mo might come at any time, he quickly said to Zhang Wuji: "Wuji, try to see if you can rescue us!"

Zhang Wuji nodded upon hearing this, walked around the area, and finally found the cell door. Unfortunately, the entire cell door was locked, and there were a hundred locks on it. Even if the most skilled locksmith came, it would probably take a while to open it.

Zhang Wuji was somewhat speechless: Isn't Chen Mo too cautious? Or, Chen Mo had no intention of letting Master Uncle and the others out at all.

Since the main gate is not an option, I can only break into the iron cage by force. But I don’t know if I can break open such a thick iron pillar.

After instructing Song Yuanqiao to take his men a little further away, Zhang Wuji mobilized all of his Nine Yang internal energy and smashed it towards one of the iron pillars.

Bang!
After the loud noise, everyone took a closer look and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, because Zhang Wuji's punch only made the iron pillar bend slightly.

Seeing that everyone was a little frustrated, Zhang Wuji quickly comforted them: "Don't worry, as long as it works, just hit it a few more times and it will definitely break the iron cage."

In fact, if someone taught Zhang Wuji martial arts like the Vajra Palm at this time, the progress of breaking the iron prison would definitely be greatly accelerated.

Unfortunately, no one knew that Zhang Wuji was practicing the Nine Yang Divine Art, and no one believed that Zhang Wuji could learn a martial art in a short period of time, so they never thought of teaching him the skills on the spot.

On Chen Mo's side, after hearing Wei Yixiao's report, he was also slightly stunned. He didn't expect that Zhang Wuji would actually come here. He thought that the first person to come to rescue would be Wudang or Shaolin.

Zhang Wuji? If I don't let this saintly man experience the greatest darkness in history, I would be sorry for traveling through time!
Thinking of this, Chen Mo directly used [Shadow Change] to disappear from Wei Yixiao's sight.

"Hiss, with this speed, I can't even see his movement trajectory at all!" Wei Yixiao was shocked again, or rather, he would be shocked every time he saw it.

Using the power of [Shadow Change], Chen Mo arrived near the iron prison in just a few breaths. The so-called darkness could not affect his sight at all. He clearly saw that Zhang Wuji had broken one iron pillar, and the second iron pillar would be broken soon. By then, anyone with a slightly smaller body would be able to escape from there.

Without any hesitation, Chen Mo used [Shadow Change] again and appeared directly behind Zhang Wuji.

"Uncle Master, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Wuji found that everyone in front of him was looking at him with horror, and couldn't help but ask in confusion.

Before anyone could answer, he felt a hand falling on his shoulder. His heart trembled: What's going on? The Nine Yang Divine Art didn't automatically protect his body?
Not only did it fail to automatically protect his body, he found that even when he actively activated the Nine Yang Divine Art, he was unable to repel the person behind him. It was extremely difficult for him to move, as if a mountain was pressing down on him.

(End of this chapter)