Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 262 Nothing's wrong? That's delightful.

As the words fell, the formation completely dissipated, revealing the earth.

Corpses and severed limbs were scattered in all directions, and blood meandered and flowed, converging into streams that converged towards a blood-red robe.

He was a young man with an eerily handsome face, long scarlet hair cascading over his shoulders, and narrow eyes that exuded a sense of peace.

"Brother Dao, why be so hostile?"

"I kept watch for you, fellow Daoist, for half the night, eliminating all those consumables that dared to disturb me."

The young man in the blood-red robe chuckled, extending his hand and pointing at the wreckage scattered on the ground.

"These are all documents."

Zhang Yuanzhu glanced around, a playful smile playing on his lips.

"A boring trick, and pitifully weak."

Raise your hand and place it on the hilt of the knife.

boom!
A violent and ferocious sword intent surged forth.

The wreckage exploded instantly, turning into a bloody mist, and even the clouds in the sky were pulverized.

The blood-clad youth's face grew more serious, and the blood-red stream beneath his feet rose up, neutralizing the approaching blade intent.

"They're not bad, but they're still not good enough compared to me."

The young man spoke softly, his eyes revealing admiration.

With such combat prowess, it was worthwhile for him to come all the way from Huapi Peak and wait here for a night.

Such a prodigy is more suitable to be refined into a natal painted skin than the deceased Golden Core seed of the Daoist lineage, so that he can transcend the superior spiritual platform and ascend to the Foundation Establishment stage together.

"Brother Dao, would you be willing to cultivate with me and ascend to the Great Dao together?"

The young man extended the invitation with a sincere expression.

Zhang Yuanzhu tilted his head slightly, his red robe fluttering, his eyes indifferent.

"Are you finished?"

He took a step, his body slightly leaning forward.

Like a volcanic eruption, it compressed and displaced the surrounding air, forming rolling waves that swept across the vast wilderness.

"Then go to hell!"

Bang!

The Dragon-Trapping Blade was drawn.

A dragon's roar shook the heavens and the earth.

A crimson dragon appeared in the sky, its body made of sword light, its feet the earth, and its horns the mountains and rivers.

The crimson dragon was enormous, soaring straight into the clouds with no end in sight.

The dragon's head was lowered, majestic and noble, looking down at the blood-stained youth.

The long sword was pressed down.

cut!
In that instant, heaven and earth seemed to vanish, leaving only a red dragon swooping down.

The young man's expression changed drastically the moment he drew his longsword, and the killing formation he had set up around him was activated without reservation.

One by one, talismans appeared and soared into the sky.

One after another, afterimages appeared behind them, charging madly towards the sky.
Magical artifacts, spells, and even trump cards were all revealed in an instant, with no time to hold back.

At this moment, this peerless genius from Huapi Peak, who was known as invincible among his peers, finally experienced the pressure faced by the Golden Core Seed of the Daoist lineage.

Unfortunately, it's too late!
The crimson dragon roared and slashed down with a thunderous crash.

All formations, blood-red hues, talismans, and even magical artifacts were shattered in an instant.

Unable to rival or resist, they could only flee in panic.

The young man roared with all his might, and streaks of blood appeared on his skin.

In the next instant, endless blades of light poured down, engulfing the blood-clad youth.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood with his sword in hand, head held straight, gazing at the earth covered by the light of the blade.

His free hand casually played with the white bone beads at his waist.

They seemed to be conversing, or perhaps confiding in each other:

"Blocking a blow is not bad."

The next moment, he took a step and raised his arm.

cut!
Another crimson dragon appeared in the sky and swooped down.

"I can unleash that kind of sword light a thousand times more."

With a calm, gentle whisper, all struggles vanished.

Bang!

He sheathed his longsword, strode away, and no longer lingered on the spot where the blade had struck.

He's nothing but a fool who overestimates his own abilities; his name isn't even worth remembering. Did he really think that Golden Core seed escaped from him on his own merits?

If the opponent hadn't brought several Foundation Establishment cultivators to surround and delay them, they could have killed him with a single punch; there would have been no need for the pursuit.

As he pondered, Zhang Yuanzhu's figure gradually faded into the distance, until it disappeared at the edge of the earth.

The violent blade light gradually dissipated, revealing a complex network of slashes.

A long time, a long time.

A beautiful figure draped in red gauze walked from afar.

She reached out her jade-like hand and gently beckoned.

A wisp of sword intent drifted down.

Stab it!

The palm was torn, but what was revealed was not blood, but a deep, dark black.

Strands of black mist emerged from the crack, obliterating the intent of the blade.

Wang Xi drew her red lips, her admiration heartfelt:

"What excellent sword intent! What brilliant sword light!!"

The woman smiled radiantly and, with a flick of her claw, aimed at the spot where the blood-stained youth had fallen.

A piece of skin, about the size of a palm and covered with blood-red lines, rose from the rubble.

At this moment, Wang Xi's smile became even brighter. It was worth it for her to conceal some information and lure this arrogant fellow, Daotong, here.

Now, it's time to reap the sweet fruits.

Suddenly, the woman's expression changed drastically, and her skin, covered with blood-red lines, exploded open.

A flash of light appeared, instantly tearing through the sky and piercing through the skull.

The blade continued its relentless advance, leaving a deep ravine stretching for miles behind the woman.

Wang Xi remained silent, then reached out her jade-like hand to touch the deep crack between her brows, and chuckled softly:

"What a stingy man."

bang~
As the words fell, the painted skin on his body gradually crumbled and vanished into the earth.

Zhang Yuanzhu paused slightly, glanced back at the battlefield, and a hint of regret flashed in his eyes.

With a stride forward, we continued walking towards the distance.

At the same time, the gray donkey's storage bag appeared in Zhang Yuanzhu's palm, and Zhang Yuanzhu casually flipped through it.

With top-grade spirit stones, demon beast flesh and blood, spirit wine, and two Foundation Establishment level talismans, the donkey's value is quite substantial.

Zhang Yuanzhu flipped his hand, and two talismans with different auras appeared in front of him.

One talisman was pitch black and filled with demonic energy, while the other was scarlet red like blood and filled with malice. Based on deduction, these two talismans were probably made by a demon cultivator at the sixth level of the Foundation Establishment stage.

After checking and confirming that there were no problems, the young man carefully put away the two Foundation Establishment Talismans.

Finally, he turned his attention to the deepest part of the storage bag, where a jade slip contained Ye Jinxian's aura and had a unique mark to prevent disguise.

Curiosity flickered in Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes.

With a flick of his wrist, the jade slip appeared in his palm, which he gently placed between his eyebrows.

A line of text flooded my mind.

'I am about to perish. Donkey, go back and spread the news of my death to the Valley of Immortal Soldiers.'

The message was extremely brief, seemingly an explanation of his final wishes, but he sensed something amiss and deduced some of the information.

Ye Jinxian was aware of her predicament, but she was confident that she could send the gray donkey away.

Zhang Yuanzhu put down the jade slip, his gaze calm and unwavering.

No joy or anger, no sorrow or happiness.

He's determined.

Fairy Ye is still alive, and she has chosen the path of 'betraying' her sect.

As for why the gray donkey had to personally return to Immortal Soldier Valley to deliver the message, it was an unnecessary action.

"Ah!"

"Is it so I can vent my anger?"

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled.

The various actions of the gray donkey could naturally be perceived by a person skilled in divination and divination, and in the past, no reckoning was done because of his 'rebellion'.

However, with the 'betrayal' successful, the reckoning naturally began.

Use all five fingers to exert force.

Bang!
The jade slip shattered and turned into powder.

The traces left by Ye Jinxian were completely erased.

(End of this chapter)