Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

Chapter 63 Sick Cat

Xia Mingtang was stunned, and gently touched his face.

Even the sharpest toothpick couldn't possibly cause him any pain.

But the moment the thing pierced his cheek, Xia Mingtang's breathing gradually became heavy.

"Has he always been this arrogant?"

Gu Nanzhi was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at her nephew.

She had heard many stories about Tanlang, but had never seen what he actually looked like.

"At a time like this, don't worry about this!" If he hadn't been stopped, Chang Yi would have been so anxious that he would have drawn his sword and rushed forward himself.

Compared to the county magistrate's composure.

Among the Blackwater Gang members, a figure had already quietly stepped out.

What are you doing?

Bai Feng tried to grab the other person, but his hand missed.

As Yan Jin walked, she raised her fingertips, and sharp sword threads flickered and swayed.

She had already learned the answer she wanted from Lin Shu's actions just now, and the rest was about how to deal with this mad tiger.

"Ha—ho!"

Xia Mingtang's face trembled slightly, and his expression, which had been neither joyful nor sorrowful, gradually turned into wild laughter.

He reached out and patted the young man on the shoulder: "You're dead—but before you die, I'm going to let you see how I swallow that elixir whole."

As he spoke, crimson light surged around him, splitting into hundreds of beams that suddenly descended from the sky.

It transformed into a terrifying prison, locking not only the entire courtyard but also the young man.

The beam of light solidified, cracking open to reveal countless menacing eyes that stared intently at their imprisoned prey, emanating an eerie aura.

The tigers in the distance all instinctively looked away.

Chang Yi reacted a little slowly. From a great distance, after just one glance at those eyes, his expression became blank, as if even his thoughts had been pulled away.

"Watch closely."

Xia Mingtang slowly stood up, withdrew his hand, and planned to walk towards the closed courtyard.

He could already sense the fear lurking within.

He cut open its belly and swallowed its child alive.

The old man had already figured out how to vent the rage that had been building up all night.

But he couldn't pull his arm back smoothly.

Xia Mingtang turned around with a hint of doubt.

The young man casually extended his palm, and his slender fingers somehow passed through the crimson prison and landed steadily on his arm.

The next moment, the prison that had just been formed, along with the eerie eyeballs on it, shattered in an instant!

How is that possible?!

His lips trembled slightly, and a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes.

His immortal technique, which appeared to imprison the body with spiritual power, actually targeted the soul with its eyeballs. It had always been invincible in Blackwater City, and even other tigers were extremely wary of it.

Why—did it just break like that?

Where the old man couldn't see, the Filthy Moon Wolf Lord opened his eyes at some point, his eyes filled with an instinctive mockery.

To resort to such crude tricks in front of a master of illusion and magic is nothing short of ridiculous, like showing off one's axe in front of Guan Yu (a legendary Chinese general known for his skill in magic).

"You're asking for death!" Xia Mingtang originally wanted to keep the other party around for a few more moments.

Seeing the unexpected turn of events, his expression darkened, and he suddenly mobilized the spiritual energy of the immortals.

The entire wide sleeve transformed into raging crimson flames, threatening to engulf the madman entirely.

Feeling the sudden surge in temperature, Lin Shu casually clenched his fist, even foregoing his usual black mist. A sharp, white bone phantom appeared on his right hand, which, despite the crimson flames, cruelly dug into the old man's upper arm.

*Sizzle*

The sleeves were torn, and the crimson flames dissipated.

Xia Mingtang was momentarily dazed when he was pulled down onto the table.

The white bone claw shadow actually wiped out the skin and flesh from his entire arm!

"roar!"

Driven by intense pain, the already irrational tiger became even more frenzied.

He actually let out a roar like a wild beast, and cracks quickly appeared within the crimson light surrounding him, revealing eyes all over his body staring intently at the youth.

However—he just stared.

Lin Shu remained calm and unaffected in the slightest.

"Impossible, impossible." Xia Mingtang's face turned deathly pale.

This technique was a third-grade immortal technique that I had acquired at great expense, and I spent a tremendous amount of time cultivating it to perfection.

How come it's completely useless?

This blow was even more devastating for him than the destruction of his alchemy project.

He growled defiantly, trying to get up.

boom!

Lin Shu swiftly and decisively grabbed the tiger by the throat, slammed it onto the table, and her bony claws pierced into it.

Only when cultivators are at the same level can the terrifying suppressive power of a first-grade immortal technique be fully revealed.

Moreover, the illusion magic that the opponent mainly cultivated happened to be countered by this Foundation Establishment stage wolf cub.

If this still meant enduring a grueling battle, Lin Shu felt she might as well just smash her head against a block of tofu and die.

The bone claws easily tore through the crimson light, leaving five holes in Xia Mingtang's neck. The black mist then burrowed into the holes, heading straight for his head.

"ah!!!"

The old man's eyes were bloodshot, only the whites of his eyes were visible, and then they were filled with swirling black mist.

He seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying, letting out a sharp scream as his limbs thrashed wildly, trying to escape the mournful black river.

The whole process took only a blink of an eye.

Even before the screams of agony had fully echoed, Xia Mingtang's body had stopped convulsing.

Eerie black mist was emanating from his nostrils, ears, and even his mouth, which was agape to its limit.

"Murderers and arsonists wear golden belts, while those who repair bridges and roads leave no trace; killing a worthless life earns a reward of 189 coins."

As notifications flooded in.

Lin Shu casually tossed the corpse off the table, then looked up at the woman not far away, raising an eyebrow and asking, "What are you doing?"

"...

The entire distance was no more than a hundred meters, and Yan Jin hadn't even reached it when this massacre, which could hardly be called a battle of magic, was already over.

She glanced at the sword threads dancing on her fingertips, pursed her lips slightly embarrassed, and said softly, "It's nothing."

As she spoke, Yan Jin glanced at the hideous corpse on the ground out of the corner of her eye, and was momentarily lost in thought.

He had clearly reached the end of the Qi Refining Realm, yet he sensed an extremely dangerous aura emanating from this young man!

"really."

Gu Nanzhi took a deep breath.

In fact, she didn't need Chang Yi's reminder at all; the moment Xia Mingtang sat down, she had already made up her mind to make a move.

But Lin Shu's unconventional behavior suddenly reminded her of something.

That was the formation I had vaguely seen when I went to the dilapidated courtyard.

Even among disciples of immortal sects, array formations are an extremely rare skill.

Because this isn't considered a divine technique, it can't be comprehended from the aura emanating from one's master.

Only a disciple who is highly valued will have his master waste energy imparting his teachings to him.

At that time, the formation was incomplete and only had the function of concealing one's aura.

Since the two were not familiar with each other, she didn't ask too many questions and could only guess in her heart that the other party might have accidentally obtained the lost array diagram.

But judging from this crushing scene now...

The other party is not some rogue cultivator at all; he is clearly a disciple of an immortal family with an extremely complete lineage, and even ranks among the sect leaders!

In fact, the reason the other party seems so confident is very likely because—

His master is also in the city!

The moment this thought arose, the shock in Gu Nanzhi's heart made her slightly lose her composure.

After being trapped for ten years, she seemed to suddenly see a glimmer of hope for getting out.

"Third Master!"

The scene ended so quickly that it took the tigers a long time to recover.

Xia Mingtang arrived with a menacing aura, like a mad tiger, carrying a murderous intent that seemed to want to slaughter the entire street.

And then he was just casually strangled to death.

Such a huge contrast cannot be digested in a short time.

"Insubordination—must be dealt with according to gang rules, without mercy!"

Rather than anger, their voices were filled with more fear and apprehension.

The sudden appearance of such a ferocious wolf in the Blackwater Gang was beyond the tigers' comprehension.

In other circumstances, it would be fine; at worst, we could recruit him into the White Tiger Hall and share the Blackwater City with everyone.

If the other party breaks through to the Foundation Establishment stage, adding another leader to the gang, although they may feel jealous, it would be a good thing for them, as it would make things much easier for them in the future.

But what did this greedy wolf do to offend Old Xia? It was because he destroyed the other party's furnace of pills.

Today it's Xia Mingtang, but will it be me in the future?

This matter has seriously crossed the line for the White Tiger Hall!

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