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Chapter 413 The Willow Clan, Demonic Blood Sacrifice (Supplementary Chapter 2, 8000 words)
Roar!
The old man roared to the sky, and the nine spiritual platforms within his dantian trembled simultaneously, with streams of magical power and malevolent energy surging out in an attempt to annihilate the golden flames.

The azure cauldron, which flew backwards to the ground, shattered space and arrived in front of the old man, striking the golden lamp.

Click~
The golden flame was extinguished, the lamp shattered, and fragments flew everywhere.

Mu Chen's body was hunched over, and he was breathing heavily. Wisps of acrid, ember-like mist came out of his mouth and nose.

The brief exposure to the golden flames had already severely injured him, almost destroying his powerful physique.

Before much recovery could take place.

Zhang Yuanzhu descended from the sky, his aura incredibly domineering. His eyes burned like the sun, and his fighting spirit seemed to fill the heavens and earth.

boom!
One arm was raised, as if a thunderbolt had exploded, shaking the sky.

With fingers spread wide, beams of light generated and flowed from fingertips, finally merging into one and pushing forward horizontally.

The sun, the moon, the stars, the mountains and rivers, the grass and trees—all things in heaven and earth, all things in the world, are within the five fingers.

The terrifying aura caused the space to ripple, as if a banished immortal had descended from the heavens to wield the seal of power and destruction.

Danger!

Danger! !
Extremely dangerous!!!

The old man's charred face was unusually ferocious, and a frantic warning emanated from the depths of his mind.

He felt as if he was about to be crushed to death by this palm strike.

"Zhang Yuanzhu!"

The old man roared to the sky.

The remaining blood energy, magical power, and spiritual consciousness began to burn, squeezing out all power and surging towards the green cauldron above.

The bronze cauldron trembled and hummed, and the patterns on its walls seemed to come alive, lifelike, with flowers, plants and trees appearing and surrounding the cauldron.

Kill!
The old man grabbed the green cauldron and struck it towards the sky.

In an instant, a fair hand traversed the sky and landed on the azure cauldron.

Clang~ Click~
With a dull thud, space crumbled inch by inch, revealing a pitch-black void.

Flowers were pulverized, grass and trees turned to ash, and the green cauldron flew out diagonally.

The palm continues its downward momentum, pressing down relentlessly.

Explosive and domineering, aiming to kill the enemy outright.

战~
The old man roared, raised his arms, and thrust his fists toward the sky to meet the attack.

Click!Click!
The hunched figure was thrown out.

Mu Chen staggered to his feet, his eyes filled with despair.

His arms were in an irregular shape, his chest was pierced, and the writhing muscles and mutilated internal organs could be vaguely seen inside.

The old man couldn't understand why he had been defeated so quickly and was so incompetent.

The youth's strength, speed, and magical power were barely on par with his own, or even somewhat lacking.

But within a few moves, the outcome was decided, leaving him utterly defeated.

"why?"

The old man muttered to himself, but he was destined to receive no answer.

Zhang Yuanzhu walked forward leisurely, like a noble young master enjoying a spring outing, carefree and peaceful.

His palm slowly retracted, and in less than a breath, his five fingers spread out, changing six times. Each change was the pinnacle of a spell: fire rain, ice crystals, heavy snow, and all sorts of strange phenomena were generated on his arm.

Finally, it transformed into a magnificent red lotus.

The red lotus spirals, beautiful and flawless.

kill!

With one arm extended forward, carrying an indomitable and invincible will, he charged out with a thunderous roar!
An unparalleled burst of fist light erupted, threatening to engulf everything and annihilate all.

The old man remained silent, watching the oncoming fist light, a glimmer of understanding appearing in his despairing eyes.

boom!
His body exploded, blood and bone splattered, and he was annihilated into ashes by the light of the fist.

The pitch-black void was bathed in light at this moment, and a red lotus bloomed, dazzling and eye-catching.

After an unknown amount of time, the light of the fist dissipated, and the red lotus disappeared.

The void was desolate, except for a crimson figure standing with his fist withdrawn.

He stepped forward, picked up the Azure Cauldron from the corner, and then slowly walked out of the void and back into the world.

What came into view was a slender young man kneeling on the mountaintop.

I thought you would run away.

"Is there a difference?" Du Qing asked bitterly, struggling to stand up.

"will not."

Zhang Yuanzhu stepped forward, his red robe fluttering in the wind, his expression as indifferent as ever, showing little concern for his opponent's various reactions.

Whether they flee in panic or kneel down to wait, it will not affect the final outcome.

He would kill his enemy no matter where they were, as long as they were alive.

tower!
Zhang Yuanzhu stopped in front of the boy, slowly drew out the Measuring Ruler, and placed it on his opponent's shoulder.

"The scenery of the underworld is beautiful; please travel slowly."

Bang!
With a swing of the long ruler, the boy's body exploded, scattering blood and bones everywhere.

clang!
A jade talisman and a storage bag fell to the ground.

Zhang Yuanzhu lowered his gaze, gently waving the long ruler, and a burst of light swept up the two objects.

"The young master of the Du family has died just like that."

The legal representative came from afar, carrying with him a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, deep emotion/reflection).

Even though Du Qing's status was quite noble in her eyes, he was no different from an ordinary cultivator in front of her fellow Daoist. He should still be killed.

"He's just a cultivator who has just entered the Qi Condensation Realm. Many have died along the way, so why bother thinking about it?"

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled, his gaze sweeping over the legal code to survey the surrounding landscape, confirming that nothing was overlooked.

"Gentlemen, it's time for us to leave. There are still some enemies we need to eliminate."

At the same time, legal words and legal provisions have come to the side of young people.

Fayan extended her palm, and strands of Buddhist light emanated from it, brushing over the young man's body. After confirming that he was not injured, a smile appeared on her pretty face.

"Alright, but I suppose you don't have a flying boat to take us along."

The woman made a pointed remark, flicked her sleeve, and a boat radiating Buddhist light appeared in the sky.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked up at the sky, his lips twitching, and slung the long ruler over his shoulder again.

He recalled his maneuvering with the magical artifact, carrying the two of them across the battlefield, and the shattering of the Golden Spirit Lamp during the earlier battle.

He really needs to prepare another flying boat.

Before I knew it, the woman had led me onto the Buddhist boat.

The three stood at the bow of the boat, their robes fluttering, like immortals.

"Brother Dao, where should we go?"

Zhang Yuanzhu flipped his hand, and a jade cup covered in cracks appeared in his palm, unleashing the [Special Feature] Tracking.

In an instant, a strange feeling welled up in my heart, and I spoke:
"East!"

boom!
A burst of Buddha's light shot out, swiftly traversing the heavens.

The three talked for a while on the boat, then each went their separate ways to begin their cultivation.

As their sense of crisis intensified, Zhang Yuanzhu, Fayan, and Fading were unwilling to waste any time and only wanted to focus on cultivation to become stronger.

The young man sat cross-legged on the deck, taking stock of the gains and losses of this campaign.

With the superior-grade spiritual artifact, the Golden Spirit Lamp, shattered, the only superior-grade spiritual artifact he can use now is the Jade Bracelet.

But for him, that was enough.

As for the harvest, Zhang Yuanzhu flicked his sleeves, and three streams of light burst forth, hovering in front of him.

A large cyan cauldron, a palm-sized jade talisman, and a storage bag stained with blood.

These are the spoils of this campaign.

He reached out, grasped the cauldron's surface, and pulled it close to his body for a closer look.

The bronze tripod has four wooden legs, which are decorated with patterns of plants and flowers. There is also a clearly visible palm print in the middle of the tripod wall.

"A mid-grade evil weapon?"

After observing for a moment, Zhang Yuanzhu deduced the situation and then took direct control of the army.

In an instant, the Azure Cauldron vanished, and the mirror formed by the interwoven three-colored divine light deep within the mind underwent a slight change.

Control: [Level 3] Green Willow Cauldron (Characteristic: Vitality)

"vitality?"

Zhang Yuanzhu's expression showed understanding; he had seen this property before, which could repair injuries and restore oneself.

The [Level 3] characteristic, vitality, is undoubtedly even greater than before. I wonder how it compares to the Azure Spirit Eye?
A hint of curiosity flashed in Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes.

However, he did not harm himself in order to judge the effectiveness of the healing, since the future conquests would inevitably be brutal, and he would naturally understand.

After determining the characteristics of the Willow Wood Cauldron, he put it into his storage bag and turned his attention to the jade talisman.

The jade talisman is about the size of a palm, surrounded by a faint jade glow, with ever-changing patterns engraved on it, giving it a hazy feel.

The young man had deep, double pupils. He examined the jade talisman carefully, and his spiritual sense flowed out and brushed against it.

This jade talisman is no ordinary item; it blocked the attack of the 'Soul-Suppressing Melody'. Otherwise, Du Qing would have perished along with many other cultivators long ago, without exception.

He stretched out his palm, grasped the jade talisman, and focused intently on observing the patterns on it.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yuanzhu had a vague answer in his heart.

"A secret treasure for defending against spiritual senses?"

The young man's eyes flickered, and strands of magical power and spiritual consciousness merged into them.

hum~
The jade talisman trembled slightly, its jade radiance flowing.

In the next instant, the jade talisman transformed into a stream of light and disappeared towards the space between the eyebrows.

call out!
The jade talisman entered his mind, transforming into a thin, jade-colored film that covered the glazed pagoda.

In an instant, a touch of jade color appeared on the eleven-story pagoda, and a cool sensation arose, bringing comfort.

A hint of surprise flashed in the young man's eyes.

His spiritual consciousness began to grow, slowly but steadily.

'Besides protecting the spirit, does it also have a nurturing function?'

Zhang Yuanzhu murmured to himself.

This jade talisman was even more precious than he had imagined; it was very likely the treasure that Du Qing had obtained from the ruins.

Only then did he turn his gaze to the blood-stained storage bag.

In his mind, the glazed pagoda trembled slightly, and a surge of spiritual energy burst forth, flowing into his storage bag.

bang bang bang~
The bag shimmered with light, and the layers of restrictions were broken.

Soon, all sorts of spiritual items in the storage space came to mind.

Spirit stones, elixirs, rare stones, clothing, jade slips
His spiritual sense swept over the area and finally settled on the stone box placed in the corner.

"interesting!"

He felt an extremely rich essence of life.

With a flick of his wrist, the stone box appeared in his palm.

Lightly tap the box with your five fingers.

Click!

The stone box was opened, and a bluish-gold radiance burst forth, instantly filling the Buddhist boat.

Immediately afterwards, a rich medicinal fragrance filled the surroundings.

At this moment, Fa Yan and Fa Dingjin both awoke and looked at the stone box in the young man's hand.

Or rather, the fruit inside the stone box, shimmering with a bluish-gold luster.

Zhang Yuanzhu lowered his gaze, picked up the fruit, and carefully examined it.

"A precious medicine, whose medicinal power far surpasses that of the three-thousand-year-old Vermilion Fruit!"

The young man deduced.

The medicinal power and energy contained in the blue-gold fruit are extremely pure. If you swallow it, your cultivation level will definitely improve significantly.

However, such a rare treasure needs to be consumed in a quiet environment, not here.

With a thought in mind, Zhang Yuanzhu lowered his hand and placed the precious fruit back into the stone box.

crunch~
He closed the stone box and put it into his bosom.

Afterwards, he collected the useful spiritual materials from the storage bag and put them into his own storage space.

Time passed, and about an hour went by.

The spoils have just been collected.

Afterwards, Zhang Yuanzhu took out the jade slip inscribed with "Requiem" and continued to peruse and study it.

Chuanyuan Secret Realm, an unknown immortal land where spiritual energy gathers like mist.

Tall willow trees stand on the earth, their branches swaying in the breeze, radiating a verdant glow.

In the valley, two blurry figures sat facing each other, with various spiritual fruits laid out in front of them.

One man was hunched over, exuding a sense of weariness; the other was robust and full of vitality.

"Elder Mu Chen has fallen!"

A hoarse voice carried through the air, filled with sorrow.

He paused, seemingly trying to calm himself, and then a hoarse whisper began again:

"I imagine that the young master of the Du family won't have a good ending either."

The hunched figure picked up the spiritual fruit and swallowed it in one gulp:
"We misjudged our enemy, which led Elder Mu Chen into a deadly conflict. This time, the rescue should have been a personal operation by you and me."

The old man wouldn't have sent Mu Chen unless it was a crucial moment in his cultivation.

The burly figure, the mist around him slowly dissipating, revealed an ordinary face, with green hair flowing down his shoulders, and a look of sadness on his face.

"Elder, there is no need to blame yourself. Who would have thought that a mere Foundation Establishment Level 8 cultivator would achieve such a feat, actually managing to kill a True Person at the third step of the Qi Condensation stage?"

"If it weren't for the images Elder Mu Chen sent me before he died, I wouldn't have been able to believe it either."

The burly man's sorrowful expression vanished, replaced by a chilling gaze filled with the coldest killing intent.

Such an outstanding person is unprecedented and unheard of; their mere existence is enough to awe the soul.

And now they have become adversaries.

"Since we've already provoked them, we need to kill them quickly, or they'll surely become a disaster."

"That's the way to go. Even if it's not for the 'True Lord's Magic Treasure' that Du Qing mentioned, we must still eliminate this person."

"This time, I will personally take action and use the talisman of the Supreme Ancestor. There will be no surprises."

"It's a pity that our ancestor is in seclusion to break through and needs someone to protect him. Otherwise, if we had joined forces, we could have captured and killed this kid."

After a brief conversation, the two made their decision.

Soon after, a green light shot out of the valley and disappeared into the horizon.

The Buddhist boat soared through the air, passing over mountains, rivers, and the earth.

Zhang Yuanzhu sat cross-legged on the deck, leaning against the railing, flipping through jade slips with one hand and fiddling with a crystal jade flute with the other.

In no time, with a light flick of the fingertips, the jade flute trembled and produced a melodious sound.

Half a month has passed since Du Qing was killed.

During this period, he devoted himself to perfecting his divine form and cultivating the art of sound attacks.

Putting aside the perfection of his physical form, he has gained a great deal of insight into the art of sound attacks, which can be used as a killing move.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuanzhu frowned slightly and quickly put away the jade slip and the Lingxi flute.

In the next instant, his figure vanished and appeared in front of Fayan and Fading, spreading his arms and grabbing the two women's shoulders.

Boom~
The heavens and earth trembled as a gigantic azure hand reached out from the horizon, obscuring the sun and covering the clouds.

A powerful aura erupted, distorting the very space around it.

"It's the Willow Clan!"

Fayan's expression was solemn, and with a thought, he directly put away the Buddhist boat.

"Such a powerful figure is beyond our ability to contend with. Let's go."

Before the woman could finish speaking, the young man had already made a move.

Strands of azure light emanated from his body, converging behind him and transforming into emerald wings.

Its wings spread out and flapped.

boom!
A streak of azure light tore through space, vanished at lightning speed, and disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, the hand that blocked out the sun fell.

Rumble~
Eight hundred miles of mountains and rivers were overturned, vegetation turned to ash, and tens of millions of tons of dust rose up, impacting the vast wilderness.

"Such fast escape technique!"

An elderly man with a hunched back, wearing a gray robe, stood in the sky, gazing in the direction the three had fled, his brows furrowed.

Things are in trouble!
Such a stealth technique would be difficult for even him to catch.

The old man hesitated for a moment, then transformed into a streak of blue light and sped away.

The two pursued each other, the distance between them widening, yet remaining within the limits the old man could perceive. "Young man, where else can you escape to?"

“My Willow Clan is a powerful clan in this world. If we pursue you with all our might, you will surely die. If you are willing to return to the clan with me and meet our ancestor, we may be able to show you some leniency.”

Zhang Yuanzhu remained indifferent, his expression unchanged.

With its wings flapping, it was always one step ahead of the old man.

“You old pigs and dogs, you are as disgusting as flies, you must be killed.”

The young man whispered, and within his dantian, the eight-layered spiritual platform trembled, with streams of magical power surging forth.

Huhuhu~
The wind howled and the snow fell heavily, obscuring the view of all living things.

Red lotuses appeared in the sky, their petals translucent and lifelike, fluttering in the breeze.

Ice and fire, freezing and burning, intertwine and converge at this moment, yet stand in opposition to each other.

Such a beautiful scene also contains a chilling murderous intent.

hum~
Red lotuses fluttered and danced, carrying with them a flurry of snow and wind, rushing towards the old man.

"Little Doyle!"

The gray-robed old man growled, reached out his hand, and pulled it out of thin air.

A gray stick appeared in his palm.

Take a step, raise your arm.

kill!

The gray stick danced, tearing apart the crimson lotus blossoms in an instant, piercing through the vast snow.

The hunched figure leaped out of the passage and continued the pursuit.

The long staff in his hand was constantly swung, piercing through space and shattering rivers and mountains, but the young man always managed to dodge it.

The two sides pursued each other from dawn till dusk, traversing hundreds of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, leaving behind a scene of devastation.

"Zhang Yuanzhu, you're trying to escape with two people, but your magical power will be exhausted. How long can you hold out?"

The gray-robed old man, wielding a gray staff, chased after the pursuer while speaking:
"If you surrender now, I am willing to swear an oath that I will never make things difficult for you."

"Ah!"

"You're nothing but an old dog nearing the end of your life. What difference does it make whether you keep your vow or not?"

As Zhang Yuanzhu sensed the surging magical power in his dantian, a smile played on his lips.

He could pursue them like this for a month, but he didn't have that kind of leisure; he wanted to...
Let's get rid of those annoying old pigs and dogs behind us as soon as possible!
After exchanging a few words, the two fell silent, and two streaks of rainbow light crisscrossed the sky.

Time passed second by second, from night to dawn.

As the first rays of light pierced the sky and fell down.

The wings behind Zhang Yuanzhu began to dim, the feathers fluttered and dissipated bit by bit, and the speed also decreased again and again.

The old man in the gray robe narrowed his eyes.

In the blink of an eye.

His entire body's magical power, blood energy, and spiritual consciousness burned simultaneously, desperately squeezing out all available energy.

Boom!

A burst of blue light erupted, shattering space and instantly appearing behind the Crimson Shadow.

The gray staff in his hand, carrying a wave of energy, crashed down at incredible speed, like a divine mountain collapsing, shaking the sky for hundreds of miles and causing the earth to cave in several feet.

Zhang Yuanzhu sensed the warning coming from within, a smile spreading across his face, but he didn't turn around.

A series of purple halos appeared around him, rising and falling, protecting him.

Golden light shone forth, flowing around him like liquid, exuding an aura of immortality and indestructibility.

A veil of starlight covered her entire body, fluttering in the wind, serene and mysterious.

The jade bracelet in her bosom floated out, hovering above her head, and beams of blue light descended from it.

In less than a breath, four layers of protection had already been set up.

At the same time, the gray stick traversed space and slammed down.

bang~ bang~ bang~
The azure light dissipated, the jade bracelet flew out, and the ninety-one purple rings exploded simultaneously. The starry gauze tore apart, and the golden light twisted, yet it still held firmly against the gray stick.

He ultimately took the hit.

Zhang Yuanzhu's expression was cold and stern. As he was sent flying backward, he threw the two women into the distance.

With a shift in his free hand, a divine sword shrouded in rainbow-colored clouds appeared between his fingers.

The divine sword trembled slightly, and wisps of sword energy drifted out, tearing through skin and slicing through flesh, staining the hilt with a purplish-gold crimson.

The young man seemed oblivious to the pain.

With a single turn, it stirred up layers upon layers of air currents, and the spiritual energy swirled everywhere.

He took a step, he drew his sword!
The sword strikes like a dragon!

The gray-robed old man swung his staff down, but before he could retract it, he felt his eyes explode with light. He saw the crimson figure wielding a sword, tearing the heavens and earth apart to reveal a deep, dark void.

The brilliance of this sword strike is beyond description!

It was like the first ray of light tearing through the darkness, or like a true dragon appearing in the world, its two horns slicing down the heavens and earth.

Danger!

very dangerous!!

Extremely dangerous!!!

The old man's mind and body were frantically warning him, but he had no time to put away the gray stick.

This strike was too swift, too fast, and too decisive.

"Junior!"

The old man roared to the sky, and a green talisman flew out from his arms and burned rapidly.

A mysterious aura was generated, and strands of azure light intertwined and converged, transforming into mysterious runes.

"A talisman left behind by a peak-level Qi Condensation Realm cultivator, what a pity..."

"late!"

The sword flashed and fell.

puff~
The azure light dissipated, the runes shattered, and the mysterious and extraordinary aura vanished.

Immediately afterwards, the talisman, which had not yet fully evolved, was torn apart.

The sword light continued its momentum, crashing down with a deafening roar.

stab~
An arm, along with half of his right chest, was thrown out.

The crimson blood flowed down like a waterfall, scattering across the void.

Ah ~
The old man wailed, his body violently retreating as he fled backward at top speed.

"not dead!"

Zhang Yuanzhu narrowed his double pupils. That sword strike was meant to behead his opponent, who had no time to dodge. He had simply missed.

No! It should be said that the Long Rainbow One Qi Sword itself missed its mark!
The young man had already sensed something was wrong; he became alert and lowered his gaze.

The divine sword trembled violently.

call out!
A sword light slashed upwards, aiming straight for his eyes.

"Those heretics and evil spirits are not worthy to use me."

The spirit of the Changhong One Qi Sword has awakened!
Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were solemn, and his double pupils shone with a blue-green light, like two great suns embedded in each other, swirling around each other and giving birth to the power of life and death.

His eyes gleamed as he met the flash of the sword.

At the same moment, the head is turned to the right with all its might, and the mind is in control.

puff~
His gaze pierced through the air, and the sword light swept across his cheek, leaving a deep ravine stretching for hundreds of miles behind him.

At the same time, the Long Rainbow Sword disappeared from his palm and was once again controlled by him.

Everything was done in an instant.

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!
Blood trickled down the young man's cheeks, staining the soil.

Zhang Yuanzhu remained expressionless, raising his hand to gently brush the sword scars across his face.

Strands of blue light emanated from the fingertips, healing the wounds.

After a few breaths, his face returned to normal.

At this moment, the old man in gray robes had already disappeared without a trace.

Fa Yan and Fa Dong came from afar, looking at the young man with a hint of worry.

They all witnessed the backlash from the divine sword; otherwise, the powerful members of the Willow Clan wouldn't have been able to escape.

"Brother Dao, you..."

"Fellow Daoists, please find a safe place first. I will return after I have killed that old dog."

Zhang Yuanzhu spoke directly, interrupting Fayan.

Immediately, with a wave of his hand, he retrieved the jade bracelet that had fallen into the rubble and put it on his wrist.

A beam of azure light emanated from his body, converging towards his back and transforming into wings.

The wings flapped.

boom!
His body shot out, instantly traversing hundreds of miles of rivers and mountains, speeding through the sky, and disappearing from sight.

For a time, only legal words and legal provisions remained in place.

The two women exchanged a glance, both looking somewhat helpless.

If that's truly the case, fellow Daoist, you're vengeful and relentless, never giving up until death.

"Senior sister, let's leave for now to avoid causing trouble for our fellow Daoist."

"Okay, find a safe place. He'll come looking for us once he's finished with his errands."

After a few words, the two reached an agreement.

Two streaks of blue light, one in front of the other, swept across the sky.

Zhang Yuanzhu watched the one-armed old man fleeing rapidly, but did not rush to make a move. Instead, he pondered other matters.

The Long Rainbow Sword, this divine sword, has had its spirit revived, and is now completely unusable.

I'm afraid that next time the divine sword leaves my grasp, it will kill me before I can even slay my enemy.

However, is it too wasteful to use this Golden Core level divine sword only as a control [characteristic]? It would be much better if it could be used again.

Unorthodox rituals, orthodox alchemy, Buddhist salvation—various methods flashed through Zhang Yuan's mind.

Ultimately, all proposals were rejected.

Either it takes too long, or the individual's own strength is too weak, making it impossible to achieve.

"Demonic Blood Refinement?"

Zhang Yuanzhu muttered to himself.

His eyes turned deep and dark, like two black holes that swallowed all light.

The so-called Demonic Blood Refinement is a secret technique for sacrificing demonic artifacts and filthy implements with blood. It requires countless living beings as consumables to increase the power of the artifacts.

As for the filthy magic weapon, even slaughtering the entire Ming and Qian kingdoms of Guyashan wouldn't be enough.

but
You can give it a try. There are so many enemies in the secret realm. Sacrifice all of them to the divine sword. You don't need to defile it. Just let its spirit sink and fall into slumber again.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yuanzhu had made his decision.

Then, he looked ahead and saw the old man fleeing in a disheveled state.

His gray robe was stained with blood, and blood continued to flow from the broken part of his chest, indicating that his vital energy had declined to the extreme.

The young man maintained his own speed, neither killing his opponent nor giving him time to recover, and continued his pursuit.

As time passed, the elder of the Willow Clan grew weaker and weaker.

run!
Run!!
I must survive!
The gray-robed old man's face was contorted with rage as he frantically squeezed the power from his body to increase his speed.

"If we travel another 300,000 li, we can return to our clan's territory. At that time, the younger generation will surely die."

The thought of survival swirled in his mind.

"Ah~"

"Having traveled nearly a million miles home, no one has come to meet me yet. Do they not care about an old man on the verge of death, or are they all making preparations ahead, waiting for me?"

A sigh came from right in front of me.

The old man in the gray robe lost his ferocious expression and looked on in horror as he gazed ahead.

A figure in crimson stood in the sky, a gentle smile on his face, his hand casually reaching forward.

"Old dog, the game's over!"

The jade bracelet on her wrist trembled slightly, with strands of golden light clinging to it, radiating an aura of immortality and indestructibility.

Gently swing your wrist.

call out!
The jade bracelet flew out, tearing through the sky, and hurtled towards the old man's head at great speed.

The impact was extremely fast; the jade bracelet had barely trembled before it was pressed against the old man's brow in the next instant.

bang~
The head and upper body exploded, blood and bones scattered everywhere, and the remaining half of the body also fell.

With a gentle wave of his hand, Zhang Yuanzhu's jade bracelet returned to his wrist, and the spilled blood, bones, and remains were collected, ready to be used as materials for a blood sacrifice.

Once everything was settled, he turned around, looked in the direction of the Willow Clan, a smile playing on his lips, and exhaled:
"Next time you need to ambush someone, don't use formations again!"

The youth strides forward, walking through the sky, calm and confident.

tower!
With the tenth step taken, one has already traveled a hundred miles.

Boom! Boom!
Beams of light rose from the earth and shot straight into the sky.

These rays of light intertwined and linked together, instantly transforming into a vast array that enveloped the mountains and rivers.

At the same time, figures emerged from all directions, each holding a formation flag and with icy eyes.

"To avenge my clan elders."

The roar shook the heavens and earth, echoing throughout the space.

An ordinary-looking middle-aged man with green hair gripped the battle flag tightly in both hands and shook it with all his might.

The Willow Clan outside the formation did the same, their magical power surging forth as they shook the formation flags.

In an instant, the array patterns on the light screen rapidly changed, and strands of azure light fell down, transforming into willow trees reaching into the clouds.

The willow trees are tall, like towering mountains, exuding a sense of oppression.

kill!kill!kill!

Roars echoed from outside the formation, filled with chilling killing intent.

next moment.

The willow branches swayed and danced, like countless thin snakes, as they attacked the crimson shadow.

Zhang Yuanzhu's smile deepened as he stepped forward, leisurely and composed.

They will always manage to evade attacks time and time again.

And so, under the incredulous gazes of the Willow Clan, he walked up to the green-haired middle-aged man, and the two looked at each other through the light barrier.

"The formation setup and location selection were far inferior, and even the formation itself was quite ordinary."

Zhang Yuanzhu commented, his palm falling to grasp the gleaming white ruler.

"A mere third-step True Immortal of the Condensing Qi Realm dares to come and provide support? Is he courting death?"

Those stronger than him fled in disarray, yet a weaker individual dared to bring people here. He couldn't understand it, but that didn't stop him from...
kill!

Take one step.

Boom!

The entire space trembled, and tens of millions of tons of air mixed with spiritual energy were forced out by an overwhelming force, sweeping across the vast wilderness.

The willow branches that were chasing from behind scattered one by one, and the light screen in front of him rippled.

And at the moment when the light curtain was shaking most violently.

The young man raised his arm and struck out with the ruler!
The surrounding space shattered instantly, and a beam of pure white light, like an eternal celestial radiance, tore through the darkness and struck the light barrier.

Rumble! Crack! Crack!
Amidst a deafening roar, the light screen trembled violently before shattering with a crash.

The long ruler continued its momentum, carrying with it a dazzling light and layers of air waves, as it struck towards the giant's head.

The green-haired giant was shaken to his core; with just one strike, his carefully laid-out formation had already shattered.

How could they be so domineering?

Before he could think any further, bursts of azure light erupted from his body, surging forward like waves.

A brilliant blue light shone, and the long ruler gleamed. In an instant, the two crossed the sky and touched.

Stab it!

There was no stalemate, no ear-piercing roar; the azure river of light was directly cleaved open, and a long ruler, like a sword, pierced out, reaching straight to the center of the forehead.

At the critical moment, the green-haired burly man remained calm and composed, showing no signs of panic.

He slapped him on the chest.

Click~
Amidst the shattering sound, a green light flashed from the burly man's body, and his figure vanished instantly.

Boom! Bang!

The long ruler pierced through the land for miles, turning the Willow Clan members who were originally behind the strong man into blood foam, staining the earth with blood.

Zhang Yuanzhu turned slightly to the side, gazing at the tall figure that had reappeared in the distance, and spoke softly:
"A spatial treasure?"

(End of this chapter)