Free Web NovelChapter 854: Chapter 331:
"This time, we certainly cannot let Huang Xuanpu escape!"
Tang Xiaotang’s eyes flickered with golden lightning: "I am bringing the Celestial Master’s Three Treasures on this trip!"
Yuan Mobai and Wang Guiyuan, who had already returned to the mountain after going out earlier, did not object upon hearing Lei Jun’s plan.
Wang Guiyuan simply said, "Acting alongside the court is appropriate. Besides Huang Xuanpu, there may be unknown opponents from the Great Ming realm, so be cautious, be cautious, and you must stay alert."
The three of Xu, Tang, and Lei, along with the Celestial Master’s Three Treasures, left the mountain, leaving Dragon Tiger Mountain’s Ancestral Court nominally under the care of only Yuan Mobai.
On the surface, it appeared quite empty.
As before, similar situations require the Tang Imperial Court to take some care.
The Taoist Nation is also officially announced as a rebel force by the Great Tang Dynasty.
The Celestial Master Mansion launches a full-scale assault to help the Great Tang suppress the rebellion. The Tang Imperial Court should provide comprehensive coordination to relieve the Celestial Master Mansion of any worries.
"Apart from people from the Mortal Tao Country in both Great Tang and Great Ming, we must also consider others." Yuan Mobai, knowing Lei Jun’s character, didn’t need to explain much, just mentioned it briefly.
Lei Jun: "Master, Senior Brother, don’t worry, we understand."
Xu Yuanzhen: "Let’s set off."
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South of Bashu, at the southwestern border of the Great Tang, in the land of Nanzhao.
Amidst the desolate mountains, human traces were almost non-existent.
Under the scorching sun, amidst the dense forest, a sudden surge of dark energy appeared.
Two middle-aged men of differing heights appeared in the forest.
Both had dark skin, expressionless faces, and vacant eyes.
After looking around for a while, the lifeless eyes of the two men withdrew their gaze.
One of them took out a bone flute and began to play softly.
The flute was soundless.
However, the surrounding mountains instantly thickened with dark energy, initially spreading like dark clouds, then seemingly condensing into lake water.
After accumulating for a long time, the lake of dark energy gradually took shape.
The other, a tall middle-aged man standing aside with vacant eyes, suddenly raised his hand.
His arm, like a blade, plunged directly into the chest of his flute-playing companion.
The companion continued playing the silent flute, with no blood flowing from his chest.
The tall man withdrew his arm.
The flute-playing man then fell, his entire body sinking into the lake of condensed dark energy. frёewebnoѵēl.com
The lake water immediately changed color, as if thick ink had been dripped into it, turning the entire lake of dark energy black in an instant.
The tall man raised his hand again, writing in the air.
Patterns resembling Taoist Dharma Essence Dao Runes appeared in the air, exuding a cold and lifeless feeling amidst their mysterious ancient simplicity.
This Taoist rune was infused into the now blackened lake of dark energy below.
The black lake water churned instantly.
A giant whirlpool appeared in the center of the lake, as if an abyss.
There, the realm of the Mortal World seemed to warp, and the void trembled.
Beneath the black lake water, it appeared as though an abyssal hole was rapidly draining the lake.
But when the lake water completely disappeared, a real fissure seemed to emerge in the void.
Subsequently, colorless and clear yet pale and cold water poured forth, arriving in the Mortal World.
Netherworld Water.
The tall man stood at a distance, silently observing this scene.
Watching the portal between the Netherworld and the Mortal World open wide at that moment.
Soon, mist emerged from the void gateway.
The mist condensed, revealing a female figure dressed in simple attire, wearing cloth shoes, in the guise of a female crown.
It was An Zhiyu, Elder of the Inner Mount Shu Sect in the Netherworld.
Her gaze swept over to the tall man:
"Walking Corpses?"
The tall man, with an emotionless face and vacant eyes, spoke: "Wu Sect Golden City Stronghold lineage, Zonghan."
An Zhiyu nodded: "I am An Zhiyu of the Inner Mount Shu Sect. This was hard work for Daoist Zong."
Not personally present, Zonghan spoke through the walking corpse: "No problem, Taoist, you’re too polite."
He paused, then frankly said: "There was a little leak of the news recently, and the Tang people have been looking for me. Someone might already be coming to Nanzhao, and this place could be exposed at any moment."
An Zhiyu: "No matter."
Zonghan’s heart stirred slightly.
Through the walking corpse, he could see beside An Zhiyu, the Netherworld Spring Eye was actually expanding again at this moment and was stirring in all directions.
As more Yellow Springs Lethe Water poured forth, more people emerged from it.
Zonghan’s walking corpse trembled slightly, almost collapsing on the spot.
Not because the other side targeted him, but because those who emerged first from the Netherworld exuded a mysterious yet deathly aura, exerting an overwhelming presence.
The person’s attire was as simple as An Zhiyu’s, but with crane-like hair and childlike features, exuding an immortal aura that was awe-inspiring.
Yet when people cast their gaze upon this Taoist, they couldn’t help but feel their spirit tremble.
It was as if the place where life and death reside, drawing one’s soul to willingly throw itself toward it.
Though the person showed no hostility, Zonghan’s walking corpse still froze in place, unable to move.
At that moment, he saw An Zhiyu salute the young manlike but white-haired Taoist: "Disciple greets Sect Leader Master." freeωebnovēl.c૦m
The Taoist nodded slightly, then looked toward Zonghan’s direction: "Thank you for your hard work."
Not where his walking corpse stood.
But towards the direction where Zonghan himself was located far away.
Zonghan took a deep breath: "Taoist, you flatter me."
Ordinary cultivators of the Fourth Level of the Nine Heavens in the Daoist Artifact Refining Sect might not possess such powerful pressure, nor such acute soul perception.
This head of the Inner Mount Shu Sect, even if not at the peak Nine Heavens Realm of Five Qi Chaoyan Perfection in the Daoist Artifact Refining Sect, must be at least at the Fourth Level of the Nine Heavens, at his prime, with extraordinary strength, and carrying extremely powerful magical treasures...Zonghan felt awe in his heart.
