One person: Senior brother Zhang Zhiwei, the Celestial Master begged me to descend the mountain.

"Well……"

Lu Jin knelt on one knee, gripping her hair tightly with both hands, her knuckles turning pale from the force.

His sharp suit was already soaked with sweat and clung tightly to his body.

His breathing was heavy and labored, and with each breath, his lungs felt like they were being burned.

"Grandpa Lu, don't push yourself too hard."

Shen Chong adjusted his glasses, looking at the old man struggling to stay afloat, a playful smile curving his lips:

"Your Qi is currently in a chaotic state, like a pot of boiling porridge."

"If we continue to force it like this, you will die from broken meridians without us even having to do anything."

Lu Jin suddenly raised her head.

Those once bright and piercing old eyes now resembled bloodshot glass balls, filled with terrifying red veins.

His gaze wasn't focused on Shen Chong, but passed through him and looked into the unknown void.

"roll……"

A low, beast-like growl escaped Lu Jin's throat, his teeth grinding together.

"Stop playing tricks!"

Snapped!

He slammed his hand into his chest.

puff--!

He spat out a mouthful of black blood.

The intense pain brought a sliver of clarity back to Lu Jin's previously unfocused eyes.

The Tongtian Talisman in his hand lit up with blue light once again.

"The Supreme Star, ever-responsive... exorcising evil spirits and binding demons, protecting life and safeguarding the body..."

He tried to stabilize his collapsing mind with a purification mantra.

however.

"Hehehe..."

A low chuckle came from Gao Ning's mouth.

The fat monk's prayer beads spun rapidly, and his smile grew increasingly compassionate.

"Benefactor Lu, if your heart is impure, no amount of incantation will help."

"I can feel the bitterness in your heart."

"That is... a sorrow I can never let go of in this lifetime."

hum!

As Gao Ning finished speaking.

A gloomy aura, following the pathways of the Twelve Labors of Emotion, entered Lu Jin's body without any hindrance.

The Twelve Labors of Emotion – Tragic!

The wisp of Qi that Lu Jin had just gathered dissipated instantly under the impact of this aura.

The once clear view became blurry again.

Tick.

Tick.

Lu Jin felt her face was a little damp.

It's raining?

He raised his head blankly.

The surrounding firelight disappeared, and the Quanxing demon was also gone.

Instead, there was a pitch-black rainy night.

The torrential rain washed away the bloodstains on the ground.

A strong smell of burning filled his nostrils.

That's... the smell of burning wood.

"This is……"

Lu Jin's pupils suddenly contracted, and his body began to tremble violently.

He was all too familiar with this scene.

It's so familiar that even in my dreams, it can send chills down my spine.

This is the Trinity Gate from decades ago!

This was the night that changed the course of his life!

"Master..."

Lu Jin staggered forward two steps, reaching out as if to grab something.

In the ruins before him.

An elderly man with white hair was sitting cross-legged.

The old man had no wounds, but his entire body seemed to be made of smoke, gradually dissipating.

That was his mentor, Zuo Ruotong, the leader of the Sanyi Sect!

"Master! Don't go! Master!"

Lu Jin screamed like a helpless child, tears mixed with rainwater flowing into her mouth, the bitterness driving her mad.

He desperately tried to rush over and embrace the disappearing figure.

But no matter how fast he ran, that figure got further and further away from him.

Why...?

"Why did even you lose...?"

A deep-seated despair overwhelmed Lu Jin like a tidal wave.

The pain of that faith collapsing was ten thousand times worse than being killed.

in the real world.

Lu Jin knelt on the ground, her hands unconsciously scratching wildly in the air, two lines of bloody tears sliding down her cheeks.

A heartbreaking wail escaped its mouth:

"Master...don't leave me..."

"well……"

A soft sigh was heard.

Dou Mei walked slowly behind Lu Jin, reached out a hand, and gently placed it on Lu Jin's shoulder.

Her movements were very gentle, like a mother comforting a crying child.

"Grandpa Lu, you've suffered too much."

"If it's so painful, why not let go?"

"Go to sleep... when you're asleep, the pain will go away."

Intestinal poison – soothe!

A warm current flowed from Dou Mei's palm throughout Lu Jin's entire body.

The excruciating pain that had been tearing my heart apart actually began to subside under the wash of this warm current.

Instead, there was an unprecedented sense of ease and exhaustion.

It's like someone who has walked for three days and three nights in the freezing cold suddenly snuggling into a warm bed.

That comfortable feeling, where every nerve wants to go on strike, is simply irresistible.

Lu Jin's previously tense muscles relaxed.

The hand that was gripping in mid-air also fell limply to the ground.

His eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and his head drooped down little by little.

"Yes...that's it..."

Dou Mei's voice echoed in his ears, full of seduction:

"What good or evil, what revenge, none of that matters anymore."

"Take a good rest..."

As long as you close this eye.

Once a generation of ten elders is formed, they will become complete puppets of this Twelve Labors Formation.

Just as Lu Jin's consciousness was about to completely sink into darkness.

In that hazy, rainy night illusion.

The place where the white-haired old man disappeared.

Suddenly, a figure appeared.

A man wearing a tattered long gown, looking nonchalant, with a perpetually smug smile on his face.

He stood there, seemingly smiling at Lu Jin.

That smile carried three parts mockery, three parts pity, and four parts nonchalance.

It's like looking at a pitiful insect.

boom!

The moment I saw this face.

Lu Jin's heart, which was already on the verge of stopping, suddenly felt as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer.

That was hatred etched deep into his soul!

That was a nightmare he would haunt even as a ghost for the rest of his life!

"It's you..."

Lu Jin's eyes, which were about to close, suddenly opened.

His originally cloudy pupils were instantly replaced by a scarlet red.

"Ughhhhhh!!!"

Lu Jin suddenly let out a piercing scream.

Click!

He slammed his mouth shut and bit his tongue hard.

That bite was extremely forceful.

Half of his tongue was nearly bitten off.

Hot blood gushed out instantly, filling the entire mouth.

The intense pain, like a bolt of lightning, instantly shattered the warm trap that Dou Mei had created.

"Get out of here!!!"

Lu Jin shuddered, and an extremely violent burst of Qi energy erupted from his body without reservation.

That's a triple rebirth!

However, in his current state, he is completely unable to control this power.

The originally pure white Qi has now turned into a strange dark red.

boom!

Dou Mei, who was standing behind him, was caught off guard and was directly blasted back five or six steps by the shockwave.

"What?!"

Dou Mei clutched her chest, staring in utter astonishment at the mad old man before her:

"He was poisoned by my 'gut-piercing poison,' and he still woke up?!"

"This old bastard... is he out of his mind?!"

Xia He, who was standing next to her, also changed her expression.

She could sense that Lu Jin's current state was very strange.

If Lu Jin was a trapped lion just now...

So now.

This lion has gone completely mad.

In order to kill its enemy, it is even willing to bite off its own neck first.

wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Lu Jin staggered to her feet.

Blood foam clung to the corners of his mouth, and blood stained his chin and collar.

Those eyes no longer held any trace of human reason.

All that remained was the most primal desire for destruction.

He stared intently at the void in front of him, as if his mortal enemy stood there.

"none……"

Lu Jin opened his blood-soaked mouth and squeezed out the name he had hated his entire life from deep in his throat:

"No! Root! Life!!!"

Boom! ...

As the name was called out.

Lu Jin's suit instantly shattered into pieces, revealing his incredibly muscular physique.

On the skin's surface, blood vessels bulge out, like black venomous snakes writhing.

A terrifying surge of energy, centered on him, transformed into a red tornado that shot straight into the sky.

Under this immense pressure, the surrounding ground cracked inch by inch, with rubble suspended in mid-air before being crushed into dust.

"not good!"

Shen Chong's smile finally vanished, and he leaped backward more than ten meters:

"They've gone too far!"

"This old guy... he's gone mad!"

At this moment, Lu Jin no longer resembled a righteous senior at all.

He was like a demon crawling out of hell.

His hair was disheveled, and he was covered in blood.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Lu Jin looked up to the sky and roared, waving his hands wildly in the air.

Swish swish swish swish—!!

This time.

The Tongtianlu (a type of talisman) is no longer just a series of paintings.

Instead, they exploded in clusters!

Countless blood-red talismans, like Gatling gun fire, poured out wildly in all directions without any order or purpose.

Five thunder talisman, explosive flame talisman, trapped immortal talisman...

All the talismans exploded in this small space as if they were free.

No matter who it is.

Whether they are disciples of Quanxing or the Celestial Master's Mansion.

Anyone within this range is his target.

"I'm going to kill you!"

"I'll kill you all!!!"