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Outside, the lake was bathed in sunshine and the sky was clear and calm, but inside the cliffs tens of meters deep, a fierce battle had already raged and the sky was dark!

Sparks of fire flew from Madison's small hands, and whenever they touched the surrounding black mist barrier, they would explode into massive fireballs.

Intense energy fluctuations and explosive shockwaves pierced through the black curtain, causing sand and gravel to tremble and fall from the cave ceiling. Coupled with her furious roars, it seemed as if she intended to collapse the cave and destroy the enemy along with it.

Amidst her deafening rage, hundreds upon hundreds of ethereal, cloud-like psychic spider threads climbed and extended, probing every inch of the void.

The faint, obscure magical light flickered on the spider silk, casting a variety of insidious curses: paralysis, poison, petrification, weakness... Zoe stood suspended in mid-air, her feet off the ground, like a spider queen lurking in the center of her web, silently manipulating the silk threads to trace the enemy's movements.

With the two teenage girls fighting so hard, Zhu Mingyao naturally wasn't idle either.

Although he took a direct hit from the enemy, sending him flying through the air, he relied on the ever-flowing circulation of the Five Elements True Qi within his chest after advancing to the Innate Realm. This spontaneously protected him from the attack, dissipating most of its power. The remaining minor damage was quickly healed with a change of fortune.

He rolled twice on the ground to dissipate his remaining strength, then channeled the lingering evil energy from his wound into the ground. He then leaped up, supporting himself with one hand, his right hand resting on his peachwood staff, the tip pointing skyward like a divine general wielding a whip. His left middle finger formed a seal, and he chanted rapidly:

Dingchou prolongs my life; Dinghai binds my soul.

The Ding-You year restrains my spirit, while the Ding-Wei year averts my calamity.

Ding Si (丁巳) brought me danger; Ding Mao (丁卯) brought me calamity.

The year of Jiazi protects my body; the year of Jiaxu safeguards my form.

Jia Shen (甲申) solidifies my fate, Jia Wu (甲午) guards my soul.

Jia Chen (甲辰) pacifies my spirit. Jia Yin (甲寅) nurtures my true self.

The dark Dao energy and pure white light arose in response to the incantation, swirling down from above his head and instantly condensing into a flowing Daoist robe with a white background and black patterns. Yin and Yang energies flowed continuously between the robe and sleeves, forcing the surging evil energy back three feet away, and the sluggishness that affected the flow of magical power was immediately eliminated.

Dingjia Protective Mantra!

After Zhu Mingyao attained the Innate Realm, his cultivation level became a foundation, and the power of his spells increased accordingly. Even though he had not yet improved his [Maoshan Miscellaneous Yang-Collecting Talisman Scripture], he could still forcefully use some advanced spells based on his cultivation level.

Under his full power, the originally formless and intangible divine incantation directly manifested a set of celestial official robes. The six Ding represent Yin and the six Jia represent Yang. The former blocks the poisonous curses and demonic aura, while the latter resists weapons and arrows. When the two are combined, the recipient will have the wonder of moving like the wind and possessing boundless strength.

With the powerful incantation in place, Zhu Mingyao raised his eyebrows, his eyes gleaming with divine light as he fixed his gaze on a corner of the darkness. He quickly slapped the talisman pouch at his waist, and dozens of emerald green lights, each the length of a finger and the thickness of a chopstick, shot out from the pouch like a storm.

Without him needing to give any instructions, the two clever little witches immediately turned their spears around, thrusting their flaming spears forward, using paralyzing spider webs to strangle them, and then followed with a fierce psychic attack!

The three extraordinary individuals had all reached the Innate Realm, which, according to Western classification, would be equivalent to surpassing the Knight Rank and approaching the Lord Rank. This chaotic combined attack would have been enough to destroy even a sturdy alloy armored vehicle on the spot.

How should we respond to such a fierce attack?

The answer is, raise your hand!

The figure that slowly emerged from the darkness casually raised its pale hand.

The blazing spear, engulfed in crimson flames, rapidly shrank in flight, transforming from a spear into a short sword, and then into a candle stub, dissipating into a wisp of smoke before even touching the enemy's clothes.

The seemingly fragile yet incredibly resilient psionic web crumbled inch by inch, turning to ashes and falling into the dust.

The combined psychic energy from the girls was like crashing into a towering mountain; the shockwave caused the two girls to clutch their heads in pain and bleed from their noses.

As for the emerald green light and shadow, under the suppression of an incomparably powerful evil force, its flight trajectory was forcibly reversed, and it fell into the enemy's hands like birds returning to the forest.

"Interesting little gadget, is it a leaf throwing knife? I've seen druids use similar spells."

The handsome young man, his face full of curiosity, picked up a stack of emerald green grass leaves shaped like small swords with his index and middle fingers.

The old calamus leaf, covered with tiny cinnabar talismans, was casually crushed into powder between his fingers, releasing a faint, bitter medicinal fragrance. The [Evil-Slaying Grass-Head Sword], which Zhu Mingyao had put a lot of effort into, was thus rendered useless.

"What other new little toys do you have that can make me happy?" The handsome young man patted the grass powder off his hands and made an expectant expression.

"If not, I'll start enjoying those two little cuties."

The young man stuck out his scarlet tongue, deliberately licked his lips, and his lewd gaze swept over the two girls, his tone filled with the pleasure of a cat playing with mice.

Trembling with rage at his disgusting appearance, Madison's pale blue eyes subtly turned dark red. She gripped the garnet bead bracelet on her wrist tightly, determined to use a forbidden technique to self-destruct rather than fall into the hands of this perverted monster!

Just then, a warm and strong hand suddenly reached out, grabbed the hot-tempered girl who was about to rush out and fight, and pulled her back to protect her. Madison was about to struggle again, but suddenly felt something strange on her arm.

Telepathy...preparation...

As she discerned the message, she suddenly felt inexplicably at peace.

Zhu Mingyao's little finger trembled slightly as he gently traced a line on her fair arm. He turned his head and asked in a cold voice:

"Stop pretending to provoke us. You're actually incapable of killing anyone on your own initiative, aren't you!"

The handsome young man was slightly taken aback, then smiled wickedly:

"Very clever! You actually figured it out. Indeed, but that only applies when you're not under attack. Now that you've made the first move..."

...The rules of the contract have been broken!

“Let me tell you a little secret…” he smirked, “When I’m in self-defense, I can hurt the other person in any way, 'any' way, you two little kittens…”

His words were overflowing with filthy, wicked desires!

"Do it!"

He was greeted by a thunderous roar!

A powerful psychic force, like an impenetrable wall, suddenly descended, freezing the handsome young man in place for a fleeting moment!

The next second, the psychic restraints collapsed and dissolved, and the violent backlash caused the girls to crouch down in pain, clutching their heads, with blood seeping from their mouths and noses.

That's enough time.

"The Azure Dragon of the East, the essence of the Horned Neck, exhales clouds and roars thunder, soaring to the eight extremes and roaming the four netherworlds!"

Amidst cheers, Zhu Mingyao hurled the peachwood staff in his hand with all his might!

Boundless blue clouds appeared out of nowhere, instantly obscuring the figures of the three. A high-pitched, clear sound that could shatter metal and stone rang out from the clouds, and a ten-zhang-long shadow suddenly shot out!

Its enormous head swayed, its eyes gleaming with golden light. Its head resembled a camel's, its antlers a deer's, its eyes a rabbit's, its ears a cow's, its neck a snake's, its belly a clam's, its scales a carp's, its claws an eagle's, and its paws a tiger's. Its back had eighty-one scales, possessing the auspicious number nine-nine. It had whiskers beside its mouth, a bright pearl under its chin, and a reversed scale under its throat...

It was a five-clawed dragon with blue scales all over its body and red stripes that coiled like cloud patterns!

The true dragon manifested itself and pounced down on the inhuman monster before it!

Chapter 160 Escape, Riding a Dragon

The midday sun in July blazed down, shining directly onto the azure water and creating shimmering golden light.

As a tourist destination, the natural environment around Lake Victoria is well protected, and the lake is rich in fish, attracting a large number of waterbirds to gather here.

A rose-faced spoonbill stood on a protruding stone platform on the shore. Having eaten and drunk its fill, it stretched out its long, bamboo-like beak and slowly preened its deep pink feathers.

Perhaps it's time to find a mate, the beautiful bird thought, gazing at a group of its kind wading through the reeds in the distance.

Survival and reproduction!

Even with its pitifully small brain capacity, it is enough to contain these two eternal themes of life.

Let's do it! Birds don't have the complexities of human thinking, their courtship behaviors don't require million-dollar salaries or exorbitant dowries as prerequisites.

Simply follow your natural instincts, gently unfold your wings, display your strong body, inflate your white chest, and play a soaring love song...

Unfortunately, it acted a little too late.

Before the first note was uttered, the rocky cliff beneath the Rose Spoonbill trembled slightly, and a thick, yellow light, about ten feet in size, suddenly burst through the cliff, brushing past the brave spoonbill who was about to proudly step into the grave of marriage, causing it to squawk and its feathers to fly.

The yellow light of the Earthly Mystic Technique dissipated, revealing three figures rushing into the air. It was none other than Zhu Mingyao and his two companions.

At this moment, he was carrying two girls, one in each hand, who had been harmed by the backlash of his psychic power, and was gliding through the air with a look of anxiety.

Knowing that the enemy was extremely powerful, even if he gave up the peach staff given to him by his teacher, he could not stop them for long. The only way to survive was to hurry back to the town!

—This guy, who is obviously a high-ranking vampire, is under some kind of powerful restraint and is unable to actively harm people. In crowded places, he probably doesn't even dare to unleash his aura.

Moreover, after the piranha attack that morning, the group urgently reported the situation to federal officials. The straight-line distance between Arizona and Los Angeles, Golden State, is not too far. If they were traveling by plane, the reinforcements would probably be arriving soon.

In broad daylight, he charged into crowds and government officials, risking unforeseen consequences and incurring the wrath of the authorities. This guy isn't that stupid!

Even when he plotted against the three of them, he had to carefully set up verbal traps, which shows that he was extremely cautious and cunning, and was by no means an impulsive person.

Zhu Mingyao made a decision in an instant. He took a deep breath, grabbed the two of them and threw them upwards with force. He then took out a small gray-green gadget from his pocket and tossed it into the air.

The bright sunlight made the gray-green object crystal clear; it was a lifelike little dragon made of straw, about five inches long!

Zhu Mingyao clasped his hands together, silently chanted an incantation, bowed at lightning speed in all directions, and pointed at the small dragon. Instantly, the five-inch-long grass dragon swelled with the wind and transformed into a green dragon more than three zhang long, floating in the air.

He stretched out his arms and caught the two little witches who had just fallen. He flipped over and mounted the dragon's back, and with a low shout, the grass dragon seemed to come alive. Its body emitted bluish-white smoke, and it swam around, carrying the three of them forward.

From beginning to end, no one paid any attention to the unfortunate bird. This probably shows that reproduction must give way to survival.

……

Disoriented by the unknown creature rushing to escape, the spoonbill warrior lay sprawled on the edge of the rock face, taking a long time to recover.

The minor setback did not dampen the bird's passion for procreation. It struggled to its feet, flapped its wings twice, opened its gray beak, and once again began its invitation mission.

"Gah-"

"Oh!"

The mate-chasing spree collapsed midway, and the poor spoonbill was instantly reduced to a pile of flesh and bones, along with the sand and gravel that rose into the sky from the rock wall beneath its feet!

Hundreds of tons of rocks broke apart and poured into the water, creating a huge wave that made the yachts parked nearby bob up and down.

The towering, grayish-yellow cliff collapsed halfway, and endless black clouds gurgled out from within, unleashing an extremely ferocious aura that swept across the land.

A malevolent aura swept through the air, and several flying water birds froze and plummeted to their deaths, terrified to death.

Dark clouds spread rapidly with a rumbling sound, filling the harbor in the blink of an eye. The temperature in the air suddenly dropped by dozens of degrees, as if it had changed from the height of summer to the depths of winter in an instant. Due to the rapid change in temperature, even the surface of the lake gradually became covered with white mist.

As if sensing something, the dark clouds condensed into a huge mass, rising up like a mountain peak, and chased after it in one direction with a faint, angry roar!

……

Under a cloudless sky, dozens of meters above the water, a wisp of clear mist carrying a long shadow flew away rapidly.

"What a big loss, what a big loss!"

As he rode his grass dragon, gliding through the rising mist on the lake, Zhu Mingyao felt his heart bleed.

He thought he was just here to clean up the mess, but unexpectedly a powerful enemy appeared out of nowhere and destroyed several of his magical artifacts in one go. Half of the family fortune passed down by the old man was gone on the spot!

Everything else was fine, but even his personal peachwood staff was lost, and he really couldn't explain it to his teacher.

"Damn it, the world is in chaos. Is it still the Middle Ages? How dare a dark tycoon of this level run around so recklessly? Aren't they afraid of being surrounded and killed by the federal government's experts?"

Before he could finish his complaint, his expression changed.

The ghostly soldier he had left behind to keep watch had lost contact; the enemy had clearly caught up!