Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

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Shan Die and Liu Qingping suddenly turned their heads.

A dozen meters away, a person wearing a gray hoodie stood there, tilting his head and looking at them.

But a voice rang in their ears: "Back then, you burned, killed, and looted here. Baldy told you to leave, but you insisted on staying. Since you've stayed, then stay here forever."

Shan Die's pupils constricted sharply—when did this person arrive? She hadn't noticed at all!

A young man nearby reacted the fastest, shouting angrily as he charged forward.

He flashed to the man's side, his short knife aimed straight for his throat—

He walked right through it.

The young man stood there, stunned, and looked back.

The man was still standing there, tilting his head to look at him.

The young man looked down at his hands, then at the other person, and his face turned pale.

Shan Die and Liu Qingping exchanged a glance and exclaimed in unison, "A formation master?!"

The man's voice rang out again, this time coming from all directions: "You lot, I've been guarding the mountain god's temple for so long, and not a single one of you fell for it. Now look what's happened, heh, I've come straight here."

"That mountain god temple in Fengtian was the one you set up?!"

Shan Die's mind went blank. The fact that the trap could be set up so well that even someone as skilled as Na Du Tong almost fell for it was something that no ordinary array master could do.

Liu Qingping stepped forward, shielding her: "Who exactly are you?!"

The man chuckled twice: "Hehe, I'm not telling you."

As soon as she finished speaking, the world before Shan Die's eyes suddenly changed.

It got dark.

It wasn't just ordinary darkness; it was the kind of darkness where you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, as if something had completely blocked out the light.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening roar filled my ears, and the ground began to shake.

Shan Die reached out to grab Liu Qingping, but missed.

"Yohei?!"

Water seeped out from the cracks in the rocks; it wasn't ordinary water, but the kind that shimmered with a ghostly light and exuded a bone-chilling cold.

Fire fell from overhead, in clusters, and wherever it landed, it burned, turning the stones red-hot.

A wind blew from all directions, carrying fine sand that stung my face.

There was also the sound of metal, clanging and tinkling, like countless swords clashing.

Shan Die heard a scream behind her.

A young man was trapped between the stone pillars and his body was severed in two.

Another person was splashed by the eerie water, instantly freezing to death before crashing to the ground and shattering into pieces.

Others were hit by fireballs and burned, rolling on the ground in agony.

Several young people tried to rush out, but the sound of metal clashing together caused them to bleed from their seven orifices and collapse to the ground.

Mountain Butterfly dodged the attacks, trying to find a flaw in the formation.

But this formation is too tight.

The five elements cycle endlessly, creating a continuous cycle without any blind spots.

The man's voice came from the darkness: "You little devils, feel the despair! I've been preparing this thing for a full fifteen days!"

Liu Qingping's voice came from another direction, filled with shock and anger: "We've only been here for a day and a night, how did you manage to do this?!"

"What's it to you how I did it!" the man's voice was erratic. "You're all going to die!"

He was secretly wondering: Where did Lin Rufeng find this sorcerer? How could he predict events fifteen days in advance? Could this be the legendary Feng Hou Qi Men?

Inside the formation, the screams gradually subsided, and the space gradually brightened.

One by one, the young people fell down; some were burned, some were drowned, some were impaled by stones, and some were buried by sandstorms.

Shan Die watched them die helplessly, unable to do anything about it.

She swung her sword to slash at the incoming attacks, her swordsmanship fierce, cutting through one attack after another.

There are too many attacks, coming from all directions, endlessly.

Liu Qingping was also nearby, desperately trying to dodge.

A stone pillar rose up beneath his feet, and he leaped away.

Another stone pillar emerged where he had landed, and he dodged again.

The third stone pillar appeared the instant he landed—

boom!

He was thrown into the air by the impact.

Before he even landed, a blade of wind grazed his shoulder.

Another blade of wind slashed across his leg.

He fell to the ground and struggled to get up.

A stone pillar rose up beneath him, lifting him into the air.

Shandie shouted: "Yangping!"

Liu Qingping was hanging from a stone pillar, covered in blood.

He turned his head and glanced at Shan Die, when a burst of fire erupted from the ground and engulfed him completely.

Shan Die closed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, they were devoid of emotion: "You won. Now, can you tell me who you really are?"

There was a moment of silence in the darkness.

The man's voice rang out: "I'm not telling you."

Shan Die sneered, "Coward."

A stone spike pierced her chest from the side.

She glanced down at the bloody hole, swayed, and slowly collapsed, blood gushing out.

Yamacho stared into the dark void, muttering, "I see... Hirashi... returning..."

The sound grew weaker and weaker.

The formation continued to operate, and after another ten minutes or so, when there was no longer any sign of life, it slowly stopped.

The formation master stood at the edge of the formation, looking at the fallen corpses inside, and made a hand seal.

The stone pillars within the formation rose and fell one by one, examining each of the corpses.

Those who lost their heads, those who were hit in the chest, those who were burned to a crisp, those who were buried in the earth, those who were cut to pieces by wind blades—they were all completely dead.

The formation master breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his brow, and cursed, "Damn it all! This time, Lin Rufeng is definitely going to treat me to meals for a year... no, two years! I've almost used up my three years' worth of savings!"

He turned his head to look at the battlefield in the distance.

It's almost over over there too.

The Tang Clan members are wreaking havoc over there, and the Japanese soldiers are falling one after another.

The formation master gasped in astonishment: "Holy crap, are all the Tang Clan members killing gods? Could Lin Rufeng really be going to fight them head-on?"

Just then, I heard the sound of a car.

He quickly hid and peered over there.

A van and a motorcycle drove side by side, with a man and a woman on the motorcycle, Cheng Mo and Xia He.

……

Let's rewind half an hour.

Cheng Mo and Xia He rode their motorcycles into Yanbian City.

The streets were bustling with activity, people selling and buying things, and there was no indication that anything major was about to happen.

Xia He looked around: "Why don't I see any strange people?"

Cheng Mo slowed down: "We definitely won't fight in the city. Let me figure out a place."

"Don't bother calculating." Xia He took out her phone. "I'll ask Grandpa Xia."

Cheng Mo also took out his phone: "He might not know either, let's ask Lao Gao."

The two were about to dial—

"Hey! Little seedling! Young Cheng!"

A familiar voice came from not far away.

The two turned their heads to look.

A bread truck was parked by the roadside, the window rolled down, and Xia Liuqing was sticking her head out and waving at them.

A tall foreigner was sitting in the driver's seat; it was Barron.

Cheng Mo twisted the throttle, and the motorcycle swerved over: "Grandpa, what a coincidence."

Xia Liuqing smiled, her face crinkling with wrinkles: "It's quite a coincidence. Do you know the place?"

Cheng Mo shook his head: "You know?"

"Of course." Xia Liuqing pointed behind her. "Just follow me."

Cheng Mo glanced at the man in the driver's seat.

Baron looked at him too, his eyes holding something strange, like scrutiny, or perhaps... a fighting spirit?

Cheng Mo was puzzled, nodded to him, and said to Xia Liuqing, "Okay, lead the way."

The motorcycle followed behind the bread truck, heading out of the city.

After driving for almost half an hour, we arrived at the foot of a hillside. There was a cave in front of us, and several corpses were lying at the entrance.

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