Raise a sword!

Before Old Hao could even speak, Jiang Peng had already slipped away and fled.

Old Hao could only vaguely see a figure fleeing quickly into the distance through the dark green poisonous fog.

This scene brought a look of joy to Old Hao's face.

"Good lad, you're quite clever!"

His gaze returned to what was in front of him.

Looking at the gloomy-faced Dan Laomo who was so close at hand, Hao Lao finally let go of the resentment and fear he had felt towards this person.

At this moment, Old Demon Dan was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his eyes wide open like copper bells, with bloodshot veins covering the whites of his eyes.

He glared fiercely at Old Hao, but remained silent, quietly regulating the chaotic spiritual energy within his body after the heavy blow to his dantian.

But Mr. Hao clearly wouldn't give him that chance.

"You old devil, you're probably still wondering how that kid, who was clearly refined into a body of copper and iron, can still be so clear-headed? Or perhaps you can't understand why I, who was clearly tormented for years by you who found my weakness and always appeared submissive and barely surviving, suddenly changed my nature and became fearless of death!"

Dan Laomo listened casually, not taking Hao Lao's words to heart.

Once he finished recuperating, he had his own ways of making this old man wish he were dead.

As for Danu who escaped, he was even more of a joke.

This underground cave was a hiding place he valued highly; how could he escape so easily?

Just wait and see!

In another fifteen minutes, it will be the time for your suffering... Wait!

Just as he was thinking this, Old Demon Dan's pupils suddenly shrank, and his expression changed drastically.

He keenly sensed that a large amount of spiritual energy had somehow gathered within Old Hao's body, which was originally extremely weak, even weaker than an ordinary person.

That's right, it's not the spiritual energy stored in the dantian after cultivation, but the most violent spiritual energy in the world.

Dan Laomo realized in an instant what the person in front of him was about to do.

He's going to self-destruct!

This coward, who dared not die in his hands and had eked out a living for years, now dared to self-destruct!

"You old scoundrel, how dare you!"

While Dan Laomo was shocked, he hurriedly raised his hand and pointed, triggering the poison seed in Hao Lao's body.

Old Hao's originally vigorous vitality dissipated in just a few breaths.

His already pale face was covered in sores at a visible speed.

But Mr. Hao seemed completely unaware.

"Hahaha! I am Hao Qian, an inner disciple of the Cangshan Sect!"

"Old Demon Dan, today—"

Old Hao's voice stopped abruptly; his life had been completely cut off, and he hadn't even finished saying his last words.

However, his body remained upright on the ground, and at the same time began to expand rapidly.

"It's too late!" Old Demon Dan was so shocked he almost held his breath.

While he was distracted by Jiang Peng's sneak attack, this old man secretly began to gather his strength.

It was all for this very moment of self-destruction!

With the poison seed present, the old man can't use any decent methods, otherwise he would die from the poison immediately.

However, for a solo explosion, all you need to do is absorb as much spiritual energy as possible into your body!

Realizing what had happened, Old Demon Dan no longer cared about adjusting his spiritual energy.

He was both shocked and furious, and began to retreat rapidly, trying to get away from the late-stage Qi Refining body that had been activated by the violent spiritual energy.

As he retreated, he raised his hand and made a gesture.

Several array flags, gathering Yin energy, then protected him from the side.

But he was still worried.

The green poisonous mist that had originally exploded gathered around him, and even the still-raging spiritual power within his body was activated by him, transforming into a spiritual power shield that spread outwards.

During this process, a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of Dan Laomo's mouth.

He knew this was due to damage to his meridians.

But at this moment, he couldn't care less!

Several more magical artifacts flew out of the storage bag, each attacking Hao Lao's corpse, attempting to trigger the self-destruction in advance and reduce its power.

All of this sounds complicated, but in reality, it only takes a few breaths.

Just as Dan Laomo was making his hasty arrangements, his vision was suddenly completely enveloped by a bright light.

Even though he closed his eyes immediately, the sudden flash of light in the dark cave still made Dan Laomo scream and shed tears of blood from his eyes.

"Aaaaah!" Old Demon Dan screamed, but his voice was quickly drowned out by the deafening roar.

Rumbling--

The roar lasted much shorter than Dan Laomo had imagined, but it wasn't because the power of a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator's self-destruction was insufficient; rather, it was because Dan Laomo had temporarily lost his hearing.

The flying magical artifact was blasted into pieces.

The flags could no longer bear the weight; their surfaces turned to charcoal, and the flagpoles leaned precariously to one side.

The spiritual energy shield was shattered when the first wave of energy arrived.

The poisonous mist around him only held out for a brief moment.

At the moment his physical body directly faced the impact of the self-destruction, Dan Laomo felt a long-lost sense of regret.

If this cave were more spacious and not so cramped, could he have escaped further?

If we had killed that old bastard earlier, could we have avoided this calamity?

Even if, when capturing Dannu, they hadn't also captured that lone boy from the mountains...

A jumble of thoughts churned amidst the pain and tinnitus. Old Demon Dan coughed up blood and slammed his body heavily to the ground.

His green Taoist robe was tattered and torn, reduced to mere strips of cloth, and all that remained of his body was a tattered inner armor protecting his upper body.

Before the heavily injured Old Demon Dan could make any further move, the cave collapsed violently, and a huge boulder fell from above, crashing heavily onto his body.

...

An hour after the cave collapsed, a huge rock suddenly shattered at the site where the cave had fallen silent.

Covered in blood and with disheveled hair, Old Demon Dan slowly rose to his feet.

"Cough cough." He coughed, feeling a burning pain in his chest.

"The foundation is damaged, and the meridians are also severely damaged."

Dan Laomo's eyes trembled, his heart filled with hatred, making it difficult for him to calm down.

After this, he has almost no chance of reaching the Foundation Establishment stage!

"If that little beast hadn't attacked first, if the cave hadn't been so cramped and difficult to escape, if Hao Qian hadn't been so cowardly and feigned weakness for years, making me less guarded..."

If even one of these conditions had been missing, Old Demon Dan believed he would never have ended up in this predicament.

He never could have foreseen that Jiang Peng, who was immobilized by his formation in the Yin Sha Land and had been forged into a body of copper and iron, would still be able to maintain a clear mind and intact consciousness.

"It's not my fault, it's fate." Old Demon Dan sighed, his gaze falling on a spot not far away.

It was about a quarter of a skull, right next to his feet.

Looking at the empty eye sockets of the skull, Old Demon Dan seemed to see what Hao Qian looked like when he was alive.

"Fellow Daoist Hao, impressive skills!"

Dan the Demon said viciously, then raised his foot and stomped on the skull, one stomp after another, until the skull was completely shattered.

Even after doing all this, Old Demon Dan was still not satisfied.

"And that little beast!"

"Who are you calling a little beast?" a voice suddenly rang out from not far away.

"You little beast, you're cursing... huh?"

Dan Laomo was startled and subconsciously turned around.

But then, in the ruins of a grotto not far away, Jiang Peng pushed aside the rubble and slowly got up.

His gaze fell on Old Demon Dan, then shifted to the shattered skull beneath Old Demon Dan's feet, and finally returned to Old Demon Dan's face.

There's not much to say.

He unleashed the power of the white ape, his feet treading the clouds.

Jiang Peng swiftly traversed a distance of over twenty zhang and arrived in front of Old Demon Dan.

He lifted his leg and kicked!