The transmigrated villain wants to escape Feng Aotian's hellish situation.

The Taoist priest stared wide-eyed and cried out in disbelief. Just a moment ago, he felt the defensive talisman he had placed on his junior sister had been destroyed.

What a joke! That talisman was capable of withstanding a full-force attack from a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator! How could it be destroyed so easily?

In less than five breaths, his junior sister died, without even the strength to resist.

What kind of monster is this woman?!

At this moment, Changsun Youyou, surrounded by flames, turned her gaze to him.

The Taoist priest swallowed hard; he understood from the scene just now.

He was no match for this woman at all.

He tried to back away but found that the figure made of flames was already blocking his way.

Meanwhile, Qin Yangjun appeared on the other side at some unknown time.

The two split into two, forming a triangle that surrounded the Taoist priest.

He didn't even have time to grieve for his junior sister's death; the will to survive compelled him to speak.

"You...you're from the royal family, aren't you? I know you're here for that incomplete scroll. I can give you the scroll, and I can return the puppet. Just let me go..."

However, at this moment, the Taoist's eyes sharpened, and he pulled out a black short knife and rushed towards Qin Yangjun, with a wolf head phantom appearing above the Taoist's head.

There are only two possibilities why this man hasn't made a move.

Either they are so strong that they disdain to make a move.

They are either too weak to make a move.

He was forced into this situation in the blink of an eye. He was no match for this woman, and rushing over would be tantamount to courting death.

So the only bet is that this man is weak.

However, to his surprise, the man did not dodge and just watched as his Dark Wolf Dagger stabbed towards him.

In that instant, the ferocity in his eyes intensified, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Don't let the appearance of this Dark Wolf Short Sword fool you; it's a genuine sixth-grade weapon, forged from the souls of countless Earth Demon Wolves. Its blade can slice through spiritual energy shields and even has the power to erode the soul.

Many cultivators of the same realm have perished under this short sword. Their reputation as the Yin Soul Duo is half due to this Dark Wolf Short Sword.

Even a cultivator in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm wouldn't dare to take a direct hit.

This kid is too arrogant; he actually wants to take the hit with his bare hands.

But he likes arrogant people like that.

The short knife thrust out, and the ferocious wolf's head snapped at Qin Yangjun.

However, the next second, something unbelievable happened. Qin Yangjun raised one hand and used one finger to directly block the blade of the Dark Wolf Short Knife.

Golden veins swirl around his hands.

Qin Yangjun smiled slightly, raised his index finger to deflect the blade, and then flicked his finger out.

boom!

With a loud bang, Qin Yangjun skillfully broke the broken blade in two. The force of the explosion sent the Taoist flying and crashing into a roadside house.

Since his battle with You Huan, Qin Yangjun's Dragon Elephant Sky-Soaring Technique has reached the minor completion stage.

Not only has his strength increased to a terrifying level, but his physical body has also become extremely powerful. Now, his physical body is comparable to that of a cultivator at the first level of the Tribulation Transcending Realm.

Weapons below the seventh rank cannot harm him unless they have special enhancements.

The person in front of me is five or six hundred years old. He is only at the Nascent Soul stage at this age. He is obviously just a rogue cultivator. It is already quite good for a rogue cultivator to be able to take out a sixth-grade weapon, let alone to enhance it with inscriptions.

Chapter Seventy-Two: A Wave

After easily defeating the Taoist, Qin Yangjun felt no emotion whatsoever.

After his previous battle with You Huan, he had already reached the threshold of the mid-stage of the Void Realm.

The Taoist in front of them was only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and was even just a rogue cultivator. His methods and trump cards were simply incomparable to those of the major sects.

His treatment of the person in front of him was like an adult bullying a child.

However, Qin Yangjun was quite concerned about what this person had said earlier.

Royal family, fragments, puppets... what are those...?

Although Qin Yangjun had read the script, he was not omniscient or omnipotent.

He only knows what the protagonist sees from his perspective; there are many other things he is unaware of.

However, when it comes to the keywords "royal family" and "puppet," Qin Yangjun thought of one person...

Does it have anything to do with her?

Just as Qin Yangjun was pondering, Changsun Youyou and her spirit flame clone had already attacked the Taoist.

Just as Changsun Youyou and her spirit flame clone rushed towards the Taoist, the Taoist seemed to sense the danger and suddenly threw something at Changsun Youyou.

The object exploded, and the next second, a muffled thud was heard, a chill spread, and Changsun Youyou was sent flying backward from the burst of smoke.

Meanwhile, a hundred miles away, a group of people in uniform were searching for something.

At this moment, a jade stone at the waist of the two leaders suddenly began to flash, and the light extending out pointed in one direction.

The two exchanged a glance, and the next second, they rushed in the direction the jade was pointing.

Inside the town, upon seeing Changsun Youyou being blasted away, Qin Yangjun immediately stepped in and caught her.

At that moment, the Taoist's loud laughter could be heard coming from within the smoke.

"Originally, I wasn't planning to use this puppet; you forced me to!"

The next second, a white figure, accompanied by a biting cold wind, rushed towards Qin Yangjun.

Qin Yangjun put down Changsun Youyou, and the essence of the sun rose from his body, unleashing a punch.

The white figure was undoubtedly sent flying by a single punch, instantly crashing into the Taoist priest.

In that instant, Qin Yangjun realized that what was attacking him was not human and had no life.

More like a puppet, but a puppet capable of using magic...

It seems that it really is related to her.

At this moment, the Taoist priest who had been knocked to the ground by the white puppet spat out a mouthful of blood in terror.

"A Void Transformation cultivator... how could someone at the Void Transformation stage be so young..."

The next second, a white light flashed, and Changsun Youyou struck again, beheading the Taoist priest.

Even as the Taoist priest lay dying, he looked terrified, his face filled with disbelief.

Qin Yangjun, however, turned his gaze to the puppet.

This puppet was different from any puppet Qin Yangjun had ever seen. It was dressed as a human, wearing a white dress and with long, light blue hair.

Its flesh-colored arms revealed faint wood grain patterns, and its only distinguishing feature was its eyes.

It's less of a fighting doll and more of a doll.

Qin Yangjun's unintentional punch seemed to have hit the core of the puppet, causing it to twitch on the ground.

Changsun Youyou was also seeing such a doll for the first time, but she only glanced at it.

Her gaze fell upon the pile of corpses in the center of the town, and a trace of sorrow appeared in her eyes.

Now that things have come to this, all we can do is let them rest in peace.

As she was thinking this, the voice of the spirit immortal suddenly echoed in Changsun Youyou's mind.

"somebody is coming."

At the same time, Erhuang also reminded Qin Yangjun.

Before the two could make any further moves, streaks of light flashed, and a group of people in uniform surrounded Qin Yangjun and Changsun Youyou.

Qin Yangjun glanced at it briefly.

The strength of this group of people is around the peak of the Golden Core stage, and there are two Nascent Soul cultivators, who are obviously the leaders of this group.

These people were not enough to impress him.

However, he didn't make a move, partly to see what these people were planning to do.

Secondly, the entire Eastern Continent is looking for him, and his disguise isn't very clever. If he's exposed, there will be endless trouble, so it's better to keep a low profile.

The two leaders first examined the bodies of the Taoist priest and nun. After confirming that they were the people they had found, their expressions turned somewhat grave.

Upon seeing the broken doll, their expressions turned somewhat unpleasant.

The two looked at Changsun Youyou and Qin Yangjun, and without explanation, spoke directly.

"Seize them! Throw them into the imperial prison and await His Highness's judgment!"

Upon hearing their leader's words, their men took out the Spirit-Sealing Ropes and pounced on the two without saying a word.

Qin Yangjun's face twitched, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

Can't these people even talk properly?! And they're throwing them into death row?!

As the two streams of spiritual energy erupted, the once desolate village became lively once again.

About a dozen breaths later, the group of monks in their uniforms lay sprawled on the ground.

As for the two leaders, one was pointed at by Changsun Youyou's Wanhua, and the other was trampled under Changsun Youyou's feet.

The person being trampled underfoot appeared to have fainted.

The person Wan Hua was pointing at had a look of fear on their face.

"Who...who exactly are you people...?"

The two men's fighting prowess far exceeded their expectations, subduing a small squad in a short period of time.

This is a level of combat power that an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator could display.