One Dao Fruit a day, starting with the Dragon Taming Technique.

Chapter 73 Superior Daoist Talisman

The black mist that was emanating from the bone hand behind Wu Daoren finally condensed and transformed into a human face.

He grinned maliciously and looked toward where Xu Guang was.

Both hands moved forward in unison, and a skeletal hand suddenly flashed behind him, appearing in front of him. The face in the skeletal hand gradually became clear, and it was none other than—Xu Guang's face.

"Die!!"

Suddenly, a large burst of white light exploded in the air.

boom!

Xu Guang was sent flying backward, his body shimmering with silver light, as if blood mist was spurting out.

Where it crashed, the white snow exploded, followed by black mud, almost completely obscuring the view.

Wu Daoren charged forward, "You think that a sixth-realm physical body can be my enemy? You have no idea what the Dao of Talismans is. Someone like you is nothing but a plaything in front of me."

Just as he was about to reach the large pit where Xu Guang was, a flash of silver light appeared, and a figure rushed out of the pit.

Wu Daoren was surprised.

Unexpectedly, the physical body of a sixth-realm cultivator was so resilient. If it were a sixth-realm internal martial artist, this attack would have been enough to break through the opponent's protective aura, disrupt their internal energy, and even shake their internal organs.

He is truly a genius of unparalleled talent.

He sneered, but if Xu Guang withstood this move, how much fighting power would he have left?

With this in mind, his attacks became even more ferocious, and the bone hand behind him became more solid, each strike carrying a determination to kill.

Click!

A giant tree, as thick as a person's embrace, was gripped so tightly by the bone hand that it created a large crater. With a kick, Wu Daoren broke the tree instantly, and it slowly tilted and slid to the side.

Wu Daoren didn't notice that Xu Guang's speed seemed to remain unchanged.

Xu Guang remained calm, glancing out of the corner of his eye at Wu Daoren, who was relentlessly pursuing him from the side and behind.

Aggregate human-face attacks and materialize attacks.

It seems these are the two methods of that bone hand.

Since that's the case—

He was unfamiliar with the Dao of Talismans and was especially wary of the Daoist talismans he had never seen before; he had only just learned about Wu Daoren's methods.

Now we know that he can handle things calmly.

Then there's no need to hide your talents.

With a thought, the black sword transformed into a long rainbow, emitting a sharp whistle in the air, seemingly accompanied by the roar of a dragon.

Wu Daoren still had a smile on his face. Xu Guang abandoned his troops and fled, seemingly having reached the end of his rope.

"It seems I should be the one saying those things."

Before the smile could spread across his face, his expression changed drastically in the next moment.

Bone Hand successfully grabbed the Black Sword, but what followed was Xu Guang's fist.

Amidst a flurry of punches, with each blow, he could clearly see Xu Guang's face grow paler.

Wu Daoren's expression changed when he threw the first punch.

Bang bang bang!

pat.

Footsteps landed, and the snow crunched.

Xu Guang gently picked up the black sword that had fallen to the side, frowned, and glanced at the corpse that was almost unrecognizable as human.

Xu Cheng said he had the means to collect the Daoist talismans from the bodies of deceased Daoist masters, and that they should not be wasted.

This is the corpse he beat up; it's rather disgusting.

Xu Cheng leaped into the air, his sword flashing past with a clear, sharp light.

Ding!

The sword light struck the iron armor, leaving a sharp sword mark, but it failed to completely pierce the armor.

The second level of the White Register is essentially equivalent to a level 4 expert in Xu Guang's eyes; his sword light clearly cannot cut through iron like mud.

Several sword lights slashed out again, forcing back the Wang family members who were attacking from the side at the same time. He forced his way out several meters, and the yamen soldiers behind him maintained their formation and quickly moved forward to fill the gap left by Xu Cheng's advance.

Seeing this, Xu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief; they truly lived up to their reputation as government troops.

With such well-trained personnel, if it weren't for the fact that the Wang family had more men and the government troops weren't exhausted, the outcome would have been uncertain.

Immediately afterwards, his gaze fell on the three people entangled not far away, namely Du Zhong and two disciples of Wu Daoren.

Du Zhong's cultivation level was not bad, reaching the fourth realm of physical body, but he clearly lacked experience in fighting against Daoist talismans. Although his realm was slightly higher, he had many wounds on his body due to the Daoist talismans.

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Wang Yan stood on a boulder, watching the chaotic battle. "It's such a pity about these government troops. I wonder how long it will take for our people to be trained to this level."

There was no response; training an elite force is not something that can be solved with a few words.

Wang Yan didn't continue the topic and spoke casually.

"What's the situation in the city?"

"Most of the yamen soldiers were poisoned by our 'softening powder,' and have basically calmed down, having been taken away by the demons."

This time someone answered.

The yamen soldiers were all martial artists with abundant qi and blood, making them a rare source of food for demons. Since Shuocheng had been sold off, it didn't matter if the yamen soldiers were sold off as well, especially since most of these yamen soldiers were from Shuocheng.

Wang Yan nodded and stopped talking, lost in thought.

Du Zhong kept retreating, his wounds multiplying, his clothes stained red with blood, and his armor covered in thorns.

"Lord Du, let's surrender."

Wang Yan's voice came through.

Du Zhong clenched his teeth, and blood oozed from between them.

"There are no cowards among the imperial guards!"

Wu Daoren's eldest disciple snorted coldly and went all out, becoming even faster than before. However, due to Du Zhong's blood loss, his speed unknowingly slowed down a bit.

In the midst of the battle formation, Du Changwei gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot.

The previous discussions about breaking through the encirclement seem like they were just yesterday.

"Uncle Du, I'll go stop those two experts from the Dao of Talismans."

"No, you have to lead the men to break through. You act as the spearhead and lead the brothers out. I'll hold off those two Taoist priests."

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"But--"

Du Changwei knew perfectly well what leaving the army formation meant during the breakout.

Without the protection of the group, Du Zhong will face more than just two masters of the Taoist arts.

"There's no 'but' about it. My cultivation level is higher, which is enough to stop them. Xu Cheng is enough to lead you out of here."

boom!

Under the heavy blow, Du Zhong fell backward, with stars twinkling above his head and the deafening shouts of battle ringing in his ears.

The tired eyes opened again after closing.

puff!

A brilliant splash of blood erupted.

The continuous cracking sounds initially went unnoticed until someone sensed something was wrong—the direction from which the sounds were coming was shifting far too quickly—and looked in the direction from which the sounds were coming.

Wang Yan stood on the boulder, motionless.

"No--"

His voice was suppressed in his throat, and then he collapsed with a face full of resentment.

Behind him, a figure slowly grabbed Wang Yan's clothes at the back of his neck.

"You can't die yet."

His tone was flat, as if he were talking about something insignificant.

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Xu Cheng was the first to witness this scene and was overjoyed.

"Wang Yan is dead! Surrender and you will not be killed!"

The soldiers all looked toward the boulder and saw Xu Guang, who was being held in Xu Guang's palm like a chick.

He Nian's eyes widened. "Team leader!?"

Not only him, but Yang Zhen and Du Changwei, who were standing next to him, also widened their eyes.

Didn't Xu Guang go to fight Wu Daoren one-on-one before? Now that he's back, doesn't that mean—

Is Wu Daoren dead?

Two hours later.

In a dilapidated temple in the hills.

Du Zhong looked at Xu Guang with complicated emotions. The soldier treating his wounds also stole glances at Xu Guang from time to time. Inadvertently, the silver needle reopened the wound.

"Hiss~"

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Du Zhong couldn't help but gasp.

"Xiao Guang, you—"

Xu Guang smiled slightly at Du Zhong, "It's alright, Uncle Du. I'll go pick up You Niang and the others later."

"I did not mean that----"

What did Du Zhong want to say?

Xu Cheng, who was standing nearby, let out a gasp.

"Brother, who is this old man? He actually possesses a high-grade Daoist talisman!"