Chapter 196 Fart

Such power was far beyond his imagination.

He had no idea who was coming from the other side.

He tried to repair his cracked golden body, but all his efforts were in vain.

In the end, he could only stammer and say:
"To go to such extremes, you are truly domineering!"
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King Wu Jingwei was having a hard time, and so was Patriarch Yi Qingshan.

It's only because he wasn't the first to be hit that he was more presentable than King Wei.

At least the illusory image he sent over disintegrated due to the backlash.

As for him, he clutched his chest, quickly regulated his breathing a few times, and barely recovered.

Although his face was still pale, he was at least much better off than King Wei, whose golden body had cracked.

"Could it really be that Taoist priest?!"

Startled, he considered leaving the Southwest.

This was never a sure-win situation to begin with, and now that a Taoist priest has intervened, it would be extremely unwise to continue down this path.

As for the various investments made previously
For a moment, the old Taoist's expression shifted between light and dark.
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The old ancestor of the enemy family, who controlled the Heart Demon Altar, was the least injured of the three, but he was the most disheveled.

He withstood all the backlash by relying on the Inner Demon Altar.

However, such a price is naturally the greatest reliance of this trip - the Heart Demon Altar has been severely damaged!

The dark green jade stones that make up the altar are almost all cracked, and the dark gold pillars are also twisted and unstable.

It doesn't look completely destroyed yet, but it's probably just one breath away from collapse!
This made the old patriarch of the enemy family so angry that his lips twitched uncontrollably.

This is a priceless treasure that his enemies have been plotting for years, with countless lives lost, before finally obtaining it!
If things are ruined in his generation...
How could he face the ancestors of his enemies?!

What's most infuriating is that even after being beaten so badly, they still don't know who their opponent is!

"Who? Who the hell!"

With the last bit of spiritual energy remaining in the Heart Demon Altar, the old ancestor of the enemy family roared and left.

One's own vision also transcends mountains and rivers, reaching the other shore.

They were determined to find out who their enemy was.

The menacing gaze transformed into a raging wind that swept across withered grass and yellow sand.

Du Yuan, who was at the source of this matter, simply looked at the small seal she had placed on the ground with a smug expression.

That power vanished in an instant.

My friend is truly remarkable!
My friend's voice chuckled softly in my ear:

'It's not that remarkable; after all, it was their own foolishness to fight me using ley lines.'

After Du Yuan chuckled lightly, she cupped her hands in a gesture of respect towards Qingzhou and said:
"Thank you!"

Having said that, he picked up the small seal and stood up.

Just then, a gaze that seemed to prey on its prey swept in, accompanied by a sky full of yellow sand.

At the same time, there was also a furious remark:

"Who is it? Who is it? Hiding like a coward, isn't that just a rat?"

Du Yuan was delighted to hear that familiar voice.

It's you again, you old beast!
Therefore, Du Yuan immediately stood up and replied loudly:

"You cowardly rat who dares to spout such nonsense? Hmph, I've been here all along, and now that you've seen me again, do you dare to come?!"

With a sharp shout, the sandstorm ceased instantly. The old patriarch of the enemy, hidden behind it, also had a distorted face, resembling a demon.

"It's you?!!!"

How could it really be that damned Taoist priest!
Suddenly, although he was physically unharmed, he felt as if his face had been slapped countless times from both sides!

First, he stood by the dried-up lake and told people to wait and see.

Then, turning back to their allies, they solemnly declared that it was absolutely not true.

Now that the person has actually come, they've embarrassed him again, and yet...
Thinking of this, veins bulged on his forehead, and a surge of evil fire rushed to his head, almost burning away his reason!

After taking a deep breath, he cursed:
"Fine, fine, fine! Since you dare to come, I'll show you!"

These words surprised Du Yuan. Could it be that this old beast was really driven mad by a few words?
Is he planning to come out and fight himself to the death?

In that instant, Du Yuan subconsciously perked up, preparing to deal with a madman's desperate killing move.

But just as they were gathering their strength, a series of extremely distorted and ear-piercing explosions suddenly erupted from the northeast! The sound was as if space itself was being forcibly torn apart and shattered!
'What a strange sound! Looks like it's really here! Alright, let's see what you're capable of!'

Du Yuan immediately looked around, waiting for the opponent to make a move.

But to everyone's surprise, after that distorted sound, there was no further sound!

This situation left Du Yuan completely bewildered.

Is it an attempt to lower my guard? Or something else?
Puzzled and still unable to discern anything, Du Yuan took a step forward.

I walked to the place where the sound came from.

At first glance, he was taken aback, then burst into laughter.

What kind of deadly move? What kind of mad monster?
That old beast clearly used all his strength to completely detonate and destroy the last bit of "belongings" he left behind, and then fled without looking back!
In the mountain stream, the eerie altar that had been trampled to the brink of collapse by Du Yuan, almost covering the bottom of the valley, had now completely swallowed even its last breath.

It no longer exists, leaving only a mess of fragments and remnants scattered haphazardly among the dust and sand, serving as a testament to its owner's hasty and disarrayed escape.

Du Yuan shook her head repeatedly, and laughed self-deprecatingly:
"I actually think the Demonic Path has some shame!"

On the other side, Master Yiqing Mountain and King Wujingwei were also almost convinced that their old enemy was really going to rush over and risk his life.

At this moment, they all looked at the old enemy, who had just uttered those harsh words, then hastily destroyed the Heart Demon Altar and fled, with a mixture of disdain and speechlessness.

I wanted to say something, but since we're all allies and we lost face together before...

Therefore, they swallowed the mockery that was stuck in their throats.

But while they remained silent, the old enemy spoke up:

"Hmph? Why are you looking at me? That guy's cultivation is extremely high. With such a powerful enemy in front of us, who would be foolish enough to confront him head-on?"

"Besides, I completely destroyed all the clues right under his nose! That way, he won't be able to follow the trail and find where we are hiding!"

In that situation, he could distinguish right from wrong very clearly.

The Three Mountain Lords within his own territory have all been killed. A direct confrontation would be suicide. Since the Heart Demon Altar has been destroyed, the primary task is to protect himself.

Therefore, the first thing to do is to find a way to get rid of the inner demon altar that might expose our whereabouts!
Is this something to brag about or use to cover up something? The other two listened with their lips twitching uncontrollably.

This guy is shameless!

After shaking his head, the patriarch of Yiqing Mountain heard the old ghost say in a sinister tone:

"I've cleaned up the mess, but you, old Taoist, your two disciples and grand-disciples seem to still be nearby, don't you?"

Upon hearing this, the patriarch of Yiqing Mountain instantly changed color.

Oh no, those two know where the Ancestral Hall is!

(End of this chapter)

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