Huangxiu

Chapter 1007 Block
A single stride covers a hundred meters; this is merely the weakest of the abilities attached to the Void-Breaking Magic Weapon.

"Good lad!" the white-bearded old man roared, his figure instantly becoming blurry.

Within a radius of 100 meters, eight figures appeared in an instant, each guarding a different direction.

Eight palm prints condensed in the air and then suddenly spread out.

The alarm bells rang loudly at Leng Tieya, and he hurriedly took two steps forward, reaching a distance of two hundred meters.

"boom!"

An invisible force sent him flying again, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air.

He shouted from mid-air, "Senior Brother Huang, you go first!"

Huang Daochu drew his sword and shot it at the old man. The sword light was light and clear, like a pool of autumn water.

He was clearly going to take a gamble.

But he knew that Huang Daochu was no match for him.

The difference between the eighth and sixth ranks of the Great Heavenly Demon is equivalent to a difference of tens or even two hundred years, which cannot be bridged by killing intent and will.

No matter how powerful the martial arts of the Great Heavenly Demon Palace are, it is difficult to erase this gap.

Huang Daochu made this choice because he was risking his life to save himself.

Leng Tieya suddenly felt a little ashamed.

Originally, it was thought that the two would run away separately and it would depend on their luck; whoever the old man chased first would be unlucky.

However, Huang Daochu did this by giving up his chance to escape, even though the two only had a very ordinary friendship.

He shook his head.

His original plan was to lure the old man into chasing him, and at the crucial moment, he would break through the void and escape, since he had the void-breaking magic weapon.

In this way, Huang Daochu was able to escape, which was a win-win situation for everyone.

But Huang Daochu's actions disrupted his plans, and now he had no choice but to fight desperately.

The Void-Breaking Artifact couldn't take Huang Daochu with it as it broke through the void and left.

This is the difference between the Sky-Piercing Demon Artifact and the White Cloud Diagram.

The White Cloud Map allows one to bring companions into the portal, but the Void-Breaking Magic Artifact cannot.

It only recognizes its owner and not anyone else, which shows that it is very intelligent.

"Clang..." The old man sent Huang Daochu's sword flying again.

Huang Daochu followed and flew out.

He waved his hand in the air, and the longsword that had been shot out flew back into his hand.

Leng Tieya smiled.

This is clearly a demonic sword, something akin to a magical artifact.

Having already acknowledged its master, it can be driven by its will, not just by demonic energy.

"Heh, you little rascal!" The white-bearded old man sneered, "I was going to spare your life, but you've chosen to die!"

He turned and shot towards Huang Daochu in mid-air while chasing Leng Tieya.

Helpless, Leng Tieya could only pick up his longsword and appear beside Huang Daochu, brandishing it to meet the old man.

"Ding..." Leng Tieya's longsword flew out again.

Taking advantage of the situation, Leng Tieya flew towards the cave and shouted, "Senior Brother Huang, hurry up, I have a plan!"

Huang Daochu ignored him and continued to swing his sword to meet the old man.

"You're courting death!" The old man sneered and waved his palm, the palm print turning golden.

The golden palm print, as if cast from gold, shone brightly and drew a golden streak in the air.

A red pearl flew out from Huang Daochu's sleeve.

The red beads, about the size of longan fruits, are as deep red as blood, bright and eye-catching.

"Bang!" The red pearl exploded in mid-air, causing a tremendous shock.

The old man was stunned.

Huang Daochu also paused for a moment, his body falling down, just avoiding the golden palm print.

The golden palm print paused briefly in mid-air.

Leng Tieya had already entered the cave and appeared directly at the small altar. He lifted the black altar and shot it out of the cave.

He stood in mid-air, holding a black jar in his hands, and shouted, "Stop!"

The old man had been watching Leng Tieya's movements closely, and when he saw him carrying out the Soul-Dispelling Altar, he frowned.

Leng Tieya smiled and said, "You recognize this thing, right?"

"You recognize it?" the old man scoffed.

Leng Tieya said, "The Filthy Soul Altar, isn't it? If we destroy it, none of us will escape."

The old man said coldly, "It's good that you know, but do you dare to break it?"

Leng Tieya laughed, "Why wouldn't I dare? Our Great Heavenly Demon Palace experts are on their way. Even if we all fall, it doesn't matter. You'll be the one who suffers!"

The old man scoffed, "Our experts from the Netherbone Sect are on their way!"

Leng Tieya said, "Then let's see who gets here faster."

As he spoke, he was about to smash the jar.

"Wait!" the old man shouted.

Leng Tieya stopped and looked at him with a smile: "Not going to take a gamble? We'll die if we don't gamble anyway, so why not take this chance?"

"...You two get out of here," the old man said coldly. "Before I change my mind!"

Leng Tieya looked at Huang Daochu.

Huang Daochu floated down to his side and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

The Ghost Bone Flower has been destroyed, and the Great Demon of the Ghost Bone Sect has arrived. There is no point in staying here any longer.

Dealing with this old man would require more than just the efforts of Leng Tieya and himself; it would necessitate the personal intervention of a master of the highest rank. However, Zhu Qingzhi was not present, so the fact that Leng Tieya and he could escape safely was a great stroke of luck.

Leng Tieya laughed and said, "Then I'll take my leave. Until we meet again!"

He carried the black jar and Huang Daochu away into the distance, gradually disappearing from the old man's sight.

After drifting for three miles, Leng Tieya stopped and turned to look at Huang Daochu: "Senior Brother Huang..."

"No need for further explanation," Huang Daochu waved his hand.

Leng Tieya said helplessly, "Fine."

Seeing that he had no intention of going any further, Huang Daochu said, "The two of us can't handle him!"

He had already informed Zhu Qingzhi of the situation through the Soul Pearl, but Zhu Qingzhi would not be able to arrive in a short time.

Leng Tieya said, "Let's wait and see what he's going to do."

He turned and walked back.

Despite his supernatural perception, the old man did not leave immediately. Instead, he stood outside the cave with his hands behind his back, deep in thought.

This situation was very unusual, which immediately put Leng Tieya on alert.

Could there be something inside this cave that I haven't discovered yet?

The super-sensory cave illuminated every part of this mountain.

He had already broken its patterns, shredded every Ghost Bone Flower and skull in the cave, and even shredded the Ghost Bone Flowers and skulls on the small altar.

Only the black jar remained untouched.

The black jar gave him the most dangerous feeling; apart from that, there was nothing else unusual.

Huang Daochu shook his head helplessly.

“Senior Brother Huang, if you leave first, I can actually escape as well,” Leng Tieya said.

Huang Daochu said, "That does not conform to my Dao."

"When will Steward Zhu arrive?"

"It will take at least an hour."

"...Senior Brother Huang, you go and greet Steward Zhu first. I'll go check on this old man."

"It's really okay?"

“He wouldn’t dare to do anything reckless,” Leng Tieya said. “Especially since you’re not by my side, he’d be even less likely to do so.”

Huang Daochu understood the meaning after a moment's thought.

Not showing up is indeed more intimidating than showing up.

Once the Altar of the Impure Souls shattered, all living beings within a radius of several miles became confused or even fell into a coma.

Even the Great Demon King is no exception.

This is what makes the Filthy Soul Altar so terrifying.

He was ten miles away when Leng Tieya sent a signal before breaking the old man. He could wait a little while and then rush over to kill the old man.

Leng Tieya didn't rush to get closer; he dawdled and even stopped two miles away.

The old man stood with his hands behind his back on the cliff, facing the wind, his expression somber and stern.

Fifteen minutes later, four old men appeared in front of him at the same time.

Leng Tieya became increasingly puzzled.

These four old men were only at the Heavenly Demon level, or even just at the fifth rank of Heavenly Demon.

Their qualifications are clearly quite ordinary.

Judging from their vitality, their lifespan is nearing its end, and they won't live much longer.

He did not underestimate the four old men.

Compared to those of the highest rank of Heavenly Demon, they are less afraid of death and are most likely to become suicide warriors, facing death with equanimity.

The Great Demon was beyond their reach, and they had completely given up hope, so they weren't so unwilling to accept it.

The struggle has already been endured; the Great Demon can only remain for one more lifetime to pursue it.

"Elder."

The four elders approached and bowed in greeting.

The white-bearded old man slowly swept his gaze over the four of them and sighed, "Have you thought it through?"

"Elder, we are ready!"

"Elder, there's no need to hesitate any longer!"

"I only wish to be a disciple of the Nether Bone Sect again in my next life!"

"You are the heroes of our Nether Bone Sect. Your souls will be summoned to return to the Nether Bone Sect in your next life to continue cultivating the Nether Bone Undying Scripture!"

"Yes!"

The old man, with white hair and beard, looked up at the sky.

He took a small black stone from his pocket and tossed it into the air.

The small black stone actually grew larger in the wind, and after landing, it became a small, dark altar.

Leng Tieya's expression changed slightly.

This small black altar is almost identical to the small altar inside the cave.

Is this a sacrifice?!

He looked solemnly at the black jar in his hand.

His figure flashed, and he rushed towards that side.

The white-bearded old man suddenly turned around and saw Leng Tieya smash the black jar in mid-air.

(End of this chapter)