This Dao Ancestor is too young.

In the courtyard of Guanglan Street, Linhai City.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood with his sword at his side, gazing towards the east of the city with a deep, unfathomable look in his eyes.

He didn't know what Huang Jiu's plans or schemes were, but he knew that strengthening himself was never a bad thing.

Arms raised, palms outstretched, porcelain vase appearing in the palm.

With a flick of the fingertip, the stopper popped open, and wisps of sky-blue light rose from the bottle like smoke.

The rich aroma of herbs permeated the courtyard.

The White Spring Pill, obtained from the Azure Cloud Merchant Guild, is an extremely precious pill that can enhance cultivation and refine magical power.

Zhang Yuanzhu lowered his gaze, examining the ten pills in his palm, each the size of a longan.

After confirming there were no problems, he had a thought, and a pure white pill floated out and landed in his mouth.

The pill melted instantly upon entering the mouth, generating streams of energy that surged throughout the body.

The boy's entire body emitted a faint glow, like a god descending to earth.

Zhang Yuanzhu raised his arms, formed hand seals, and his inner energy surged as he focused on refining the medicinal power. His cultivation level began to rise at a visible speed.

He did not finish his cultivation session until the sun set and night fell.

The boy looked inward and sensed the remaining medicinal power.

It should take three days to fully refine one White Spring Pill.

In other words, one bottle of pills can provide enough spiritual resources for one month of cultivation. He has three bottles of pills in total, so he will not lack spiritual resources for cultivation for three months.

Therefore, what he needs to make up for most is his body tempering.

The strength of one's body must keep up with the growth of one's cultivation!

Various thoughts arose in Zhang Yuanzhu's mind, but he then eliminated them one by one.

The Moonlight Protection Technique condensed into a spell pattern, and he relied on the moonlight to refine his body with excellent results, which was currently keeping pace with his cultivation growth.

dong dong dong~

The knocking interrupted the boy's thoughts.

"Time to go!"

A deep voice came through the crack in the door.

Without hesitation, Zhang Yuanzhu strode to the door.

crunch~

Upon opening the door, a group of cultivators clad in jet-black armor came into view, led by the heavily armored man they had met that morning.

Zhang Yuanzhu took a step forward and merged into the crowd. A radiant light flashed around him, and a set of crimson armor appeared.

The process was silent, without a single word spoken.

Upon seeing this, the heavily armored giant smiled across his rugged face.

The other party, who seemed unruly, now knew when to advance and retreat.

"Walk!"

With a low shout, many armored soldiers stepped forward, their armor clanging and weapons clashing, the sound of metal striking metal echoing through the street.

Zhang Yuanzhu mingled among the crowd, observing the surroundings. There were more than twenty armored soldiers, all of whom were Qi Refining cultivators. Apart from the burly man in the lead, whose cultivation level was unclear, the strongest of the other armored soldiers was only at the third level of Qi Refining.

From this perspective, the Bailong Society is truly just a 'chicken' used as a warning to others; its power is not particularly strong.

Of course, there may be reasons he didn't consider.

Zhang Yuanzhu walked forward, lost in thought.

Soon, they arrived at a manor and looked up.

The manor covers an area of ​​100 acres. The gate is scarlet and engraved with dragon patterns. Four guards at the Qi Condensation Realm stand on both sides of the threshold.

The guards roared the moment they saw the large number of armored soldiers arriving:

"Divine Arrest Bureau, what are you trying to do?"

"Your weapons and armor are fully prepared, what do you intend to do..."

Clang!

Zhang Yuanzhu stepped forward and drew his sword!

A cold, sharp sword flashed, piercing the night and leaving streaks of blood.

Several heads flew off and rolled to the ground, the headless corpses collapsed, lifeless.

"You talk too much nonsense!"

The boy, carrying his magic sword, stepped over the corpses and arrived at the scarlet gate.

A radiant light burst forth from his palm, spreading downwards to cover the magic sword, its dazzling brilliance burning like a raging flame.

He raised his arm and slashed out again.

Boom!

The vermilion gate exploded, and wood chips mixed with brilliance flew in all directions.

Zhang Yuanzhu strode across the threshold and entered the manor, his calm yet cold voice echoing throughout the manor.

"Follow me and kill!"

The armored soldiers exchanged glances, then stepped forward in unison, brandishing their battle spears.

The walls shattered, blue stones scattered, and armored soldiers rushed into the manor.

At the same time, figures emerged from all parts of the manor, carrying knives, swords, and a few magical artifacts.

Everyone's face was contorted with rage and filled with murderous intent.

At this moment, in this scene, nothing more needs to be said; it will only end when one side falls.

kill!

kill!!

kill! ! !

The sounds of battle, mixed with fluctuations of magical power, echoed throughout the manor.

Zhang Yuanzhu raised his arm, gripped the hilt of his sword tightly with his five fingers, and slashed out with a thunderous roar.

Tigers, bears, swallows, and apes... countless beastly figures leaped out from the radiance, charging forward accompanied by sword light.

Sizzle! Sizzle!!

The figures were torn to pieces and scattered on the ground.

The golden bell at his waist rose up, hovering above his head, and trembled violently.

thump~

The bell tolled violently.

Golden ripples spread out, crossing space and brushing over a dozen people.

One by one, the cultivators exploded, their flesh and blood mixed with white bones scattering in all directions.

With a sword and a bell, the crowd vanished.

The armored soldiers following behind the boy fell silent; the scene was too brutal, killing people as easily as slaughtering chickens.

Even the heavily armored giants who had been watching from the rear felt their minds shaken. How could their opponent, who was only at the second level of Qi Refining, have achieved such a feat?

Immediately afterwards, even more intense shouts of killing erupted from the crowd.

"The Dragon Worship Society has taken me in as an orphan for decades, providing me with food, clothing, spiritual food, and other necessities without ever neglecting me. What do I have to fear in death? Follow me to slay the villains."

Stab it!

With a flash of sword light, an old man was cut in two, his organs scattered on the ground.

Despite the horrific scene, no one was afraid.

They roared and howled, mobilizing all their energy and magic to charge forward.

With a golden bell atop his head and the Demon-Slaying Sword in hand, Zhang Yuanzhu charged into the manor without retreating a single step.

Many armored soldiers followed closely behind, brandishing their spears and charging forward side by side.

Blood covered the earth, limbs and flesh were scattered everywhere, and corpses lay sprawled on the ground.

kill!

The magic sword shattered the attacking magical artifacts, the golden bell trembled, and golden ripples swept over the head of an old man.

boom!

His head shattered like a melon, and the old man perished.

A Qi Refining Level 3 cultivator fell like a pig or a dog in the blood.

At that moment, no one cared, and no one paid attention.

Too many people have died; both sides have long been bloodthirsty.

Only outside the manor remained conscious, the heavily armored man staring intently into the depths of the manor, his brow furrowed.

"Why haven't you made a move yet? Have you already left?"

His purpose in coming here was not to fight, but to serve as a backup plan to prevent other forces in the city from interfering, and also to deal with the mysterious powerhouse in the Dragon Worship Society.

It now seems that the leader of the Dragon Worship Society is not prepared to make a move.

"The Divine Arrest Bureau, you deserve to die!"

A furious voice descended from the heavens.

It will awaken the followers who are caught up in the killing.

"The Second Protector has arrived; the thieves are doomed."

"The Second Protector possesses the fourth level of Qi Refining cultivation and is one of the high-ranking members of the guild. He is sure to be able to kill the Divine Gate warriors."

"Guardians, make your move! Kill them!"

A rainbow of light hung in the night sky, and a hunched figure looked down, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

kill!

In an instant, the ancient blue mirror rose from behind the two guardians, radiating rays of light.

Like a bright blue sun, it illuminated the mansion and dispelled the darkness.

This radiance, carrying an inexplicable majesty, makes living beings want to worship.