Starting as the young master of a medicine shop, he practiced swordsmanship for twenty years.

Chapter 358 A Feast of Yin Energy! A Gluttonous Extravaganza!
This is the "Nine Dragons Protective Body Scripture," a technique that only the core bloodline of the Wenjing Dynasty's royal family can cultivate!
In an instant, the roar of a dragon shook the entire alley!
One of the most sacred golden dragon phantoms immediately opened its mouth wide.

The ghost head, imprisoned by Peng Lie's crimson qi, also let out a shrill scream.
Suddenly, black blood gushed from the empty eye sockets—and the blood transformed into countless distorted human faces in mid-air!
Lu Xuan's eyes narrowed, and a golden dragon phantom swiftly streaked across the sky, suddenly snapping down towards the strange head.

With a "whoosh," those venomous faces were instantly shattered and scattered by the golden dragon phantom.

Just like ice and snow encountering the scorching sun, it melts into nothingness at an extremely fast speed.

The golden dragon phantom, its momentum undiminished, also devoured the strange head completely.

After doing all this, Lu Xuan did not hesitate at all and immediately checked the system panel in his mind.

Host: Lu Xuan, the Immortal of the Mortal World (Third Incarnation)

Realm: Inner Qi Realm (Beginning)
Technique: Nine Dragons Protective Scripture 3/9 (Can be deduced)

Score: 1002
Please confirm whether you wish to consume 20 system points to deduce the Nine Dragons Protection Scripture!
I've gained 1,000 system points!

"Grandfather, please continue."

Lu Xuan's voice suddenly became ethereal and otherworldly.

The remaining eleven golden dragons behind him raised their heads simultaneously, their eyes blazing as they stared intently into the deeper darkness of the alley.

Lu Xuan's gaze swept across the dilapidated houses on both sides of the alley with lightning speed.

The seemingly abandoned houses had broken doors and windows, but under the light of the golden dragon, strange black patterns vaguely appeared.

"very good!"

Lu Xuan's pupils contracted slightly, and a greedy golden light flashed in his eyes.

The dark, malevolent energy writhing on the ground became, in his eyes, the most precious tonic.

"go with!"

Lu Xuan flicked his fingers lightly, his movements revealing a hint of impatience. As the three golden dragon phantoms roared out, they created a series of whistling sounds in the air.

"No, it's still too slow..."

Lu Xuan suddenly took a step forward, his golden silk boots shattering the bluish-gray bricks on the ground.

As he spoke, two more golden dragon phantoms shot out from behind him, eagerly rushing towards the surging yin energy deep within the alley.

At this moment, Lu Xuan completely reversed the roles of hunter and prey.

Those evil spirits lurking in the shadows probably never dreamed of this.

The human who should have been hunted was now scanning every dark corner with the eyes of someone looking at prey.

Lu Xuan gently licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, feeling the increasingly dense Yin energy in the air.

This is not a life-or-death crisis, but the opening bell of a lavish feast.

The first golden dragon phantom smashed open the rotten wooden door on the left, and instantly a howling wind arose.

Inside the house, dozens of rotting corpses were hanging upside down, each body suspended by a red rope.

Water droplets dripping from the toes etched honeycomb-like holes into the blue bricks.

The second golden dragon burst through the right-side window frame, startling the lifelike paper figures that filled the room.

On the pale faces of those paper figures, there were dots of crimson cinnabar, as red as blood.

In an instant, the entire alley fell into an eerie silence.

The startled, pale paper figures suddenly turned their heads in unison.

Dozens of faces without pupils were facing Lu Xuan.

The lips, dotted with vermilion, curled slightly upwards, revealing a uniform yet stiff and eerie smile.

The way they "gaze" is chilling.

Even in eye sockets without pupils, one could clearly feel the venomous gaze.

Upon seeing this, Lu Xuan took a half step forward, his crimson dragon robe fluttering even without wind.

He tilted his head slightly, and when his golden eyes met the paper figures' gaze, an expression of almost nostalgia appeared on his face.

The faint smile on Lu Xuan's lips was as if he were seeing a long-lost friend.

Immediately afterwards, the third golden dragon shot straight into the courtyard, shattering an ancient bronze mirror hanging from the eaves. The instant the mirror broke, the wails of countless wronged souls suddenly echoed through the alley.

The sounds came in layers, as if they came from the deepest hell.

In an instant, the entire alleyway erupted as if boiling over in the deepest hell!

On the mottled walls on both sides, the originally dull dark red surfaces suddenly lit up with an eerie red light, as if they had been awakened.

The bronze bells hanging under the eaves of every house in the alley move automatically without wind, producing a chilling sound.

Each ring of the bell caused ripples to spread across the black water gushing from the ground.

Lu Xuan, however, seemed oblivious. As his crimson sleeves rolled up, the remaining golden dragon phantoms all raised their heads.

Amidst the earth-shattering roar of the dragon, the scales of several golden dragon phantoms bristled angrily.

The golden light dancing between the dragon's whiskers illuminated the entire alley as if it were daytime.

"boom--!"

Dozens of holes suddenly exploded in the ground in the distance, and viscous black water shot into the sky like a fountain.

The foul-smelling, cold black liquid condensed in the air into countless distorted human faces, emitting silent wails.

Even more terrifying is that the yin energy permeating the air has become so dense that it is visible to the naked eye.

It actually condensed into black ice crystals in mid-air, and then these ice crystals formed from yin energy fell to the ground with a "crackling" sound.

Upon witnessing this scene, Peng Lie, who was standing nearby, could no longer hold back and his eyes began to twitch violently.

His calloused right hand unconsciously pressed down on the dragon-headed cane tied to his waist.

Even this martial arts giant, who had dominated the Wenjing Dynasty for decades, felt a chill run down his spine.

Such a massive outburst of Yin energy could probably freeze an ordinary martial arts master into an ice sculpture in an instant.

Even for ordinary martial arts grandmasters.

Upon seeing such a formidable aura of yin energy, one must decisively turn and run, without even considering the consequences.

Unfortunately, Peng Lie was not just an ordinary martial arts grandmaster, but an unparalleled expert standing at the pinnacle of martial arts grandmasters!
“Good lad…” Peng Lie shook his head with a wry smile, but his crimson aura suddenly surged three inches. “He has really given his maternal grandfather a difficult problem.”

Suddenly, Peng Lie stepped forward, and his hunched figure, enveloped in blood-red qi, swelled by more than three times!
His white beard and hair stood on end, and his cloudy eyes shone like torches.

This old man, who stands at the pinnacle of martial arts, is finally going to get serious!

"Xuan'er, be careful of the strange things on the ground!"

Peng Lie's calloused hand pressed heavily on Lu Xuan's shoulder, and crimson Qi poured out like flowing water.

Instantly, Lu Xuan's body was enveloped in a warm red halo.

In that split second, the black water on the ground began to writhe strangely.

The eerie energy between the cracks in the blue bricks condensed into four grotesque blood-red characters: Unauthorized intruders will die!

A golden glint flashed in Lu Xuan's eyes, but he hadn't had a chance to speak yet.

Peng Lie's hunched figure shot out like an arrow released from a bow.

His body was enveloped in boiling crimson energy, leaving a trail of crimson afterimages in the alley.

"Xuan'er, catch!"

With a loud shout, Peng Lie's palm strike was as sharp as a knife, sending a struggling paper figure flying.

The paper figure was surrounded by crimson energy, and its features, painted with vermilion, were twisted into an expression of terror.

Although the paper arms were swinging wildly, they could not break free from the restraints of the martial arts grandmaster Gang Yuan.

Lu Xuan's lips curled slightly, and he lightly tapped his sword finger.

A golden dragon phantom burst forth from the sky, and before the paper figure could fly halfway, it was bitten by the golden dragon phantom.

Time slips away little by little!
A series of shrill screams echoed through the alley, as if thousands of wronged souls were wailing at the same time.

(End of this chapter)