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Tang Wu was unable to dodge in time, but a golden light suddenly shone from his chest, forming a barrier that blocked Li Shen's fatal blow.

Tang Wu was still somewhat shaken, breathing heavily, his hands trembling slightly.

Fortunately, knowing that he was going deep into the prison mountain, he brought with him a high-grade defensive magic weapon given to him by his father. Its quality was close to that of a spiritual weapon and it had an automatic defensive effect.

Otherwise, I would have almost lost my life.

Seeing this, Li Shen frowned slightly, thinking of testing the power of the first-tier high-level attack talisman he obtained from the Zhao family, the Flying Needle Talisman.

He hadn't expected to use this to destroy Tang Wu, but the opponent's automatic defensive necklace had piqued his interest.

Having suffered a loss from the water curtain talisman, Tang Wu retreated repeatedly, holding his silver-white spear, glancing around at his feet, wary of the strange black insects.

To avoid damage, Li Shen moved his fingers and put the Soul-Eating Ants into his bag.

The two sides confronted each other again.

After a brief pause, Tang Wu regained his composure.

"Spirit insects, formations, and high-grade magic artifacts—I really underestimated you, you rogue cultivator."

"Young Master Tang, this is nothing."

Li Shen sneered, and the two high-grade fireball talismans that were already held between his fingers were suddenly activated, and flames roared out!

Tang Wu swung his spear, the wind from it like a dragon, directly scattering the fireball.

Before the dust settled, Li Shen's figure had already disappeared from the spot.

Tang Wu's heart tightened, and he spread his divine sense to the fullest extent, but he could not detect the slightest trace of the other party's aura.

He looked around, gun in hand, his voice sharp and menacing.

"Hiding and showing your true colors, what kind of skill is that! If you have the guts, show yourself and fight!"

Having experienced everything that had just happened, Tang Wu no longer believed that the other party was someone who wanted to escape.

It was obvious that he was trying to kill himself.

Occasionally, a night breeze would rustle through the trees, producing brief whispers.

Tang Wu's heart began to race.

Despite being filled with rage, there was nothing he could do about the other party.

It seems that their identities were reversed the moment they stepped into this place.

A slight noise suddenly came from the left. Tang Wu quickly turned the tip of his spear, but missed.

Tang Wu kept adjusting his breathing; even with spiritual energy protecting him, he was still very nervous.

However, this state did not last long, as his divine sense detected Li Shen's presence.

Right behind him!

Without hesitation, he turned around, his arms tensed, and with all his might, he swept his arm towards Li Shen.

Although he didn't miss this time, his full-force attack was actually blocked by a force.

A huge snake shadow came into view. Tang Wu's pupils contracted, cold sweat slid down his forehead, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.

He felt like he was facing an angry father.

This is the aura that only Foundation Establishment cultivators possess.

"A second-tier demonic beast!"

Tang Wu blurted out, his mind instantly clearing away all the possible coping strategies he had been working on, leaving only one thought.

That's running!

So what if it's a top-grade magic weapon? It won't even scratch a second-tier demon beast.

Tang Wu struggled to move his feet, stumbled around, and ran a few steps.

Several fireballs descended from the sky.

Although it didn't cause him any real harm, it forced him to retreat.

The array plate of the Fire Rain Array in Li Shen's hand glowed slightly as he walked up to Tang Wu.

Who...who are you?

Tang Wu's voice was hoarse, and the veins on the back of his hand gripping the gun bulged, but he dared not move an inch.

A Qi Refining cultivator who can control a second-tier demon beast is beyond his comprehension.

Li Shen looked at him coldly, without answering.

"You can't kill me!"

Tang Wu said urgently, his expression fierce but his heart weak:

"I am a direct descendant of the Tang family, and my life is in my father's hands! If I die here, he will not let you go..."

"You won't let me go?"

Li Shen interrupted him and shook his head slightly:

"Young Master Tang, didn't you die in the mouth of the monsters of Prison Mountain?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Wu's face turned completely ashen.

He made one last struggle, slapping his chest, and the necklace shone brightly once more, its spiritual energy shield becoming even thicker than before.

"If you want me dead, you'll have to die with me!"

Tang Wu roared, holding nothing back, burning his life essence to activate his magic weapon. His spear shot out like a dragon, piercing straight at Li Shen!

He was determined to fight to the death to severely damage his opponent, hoping to gain a sliver of hope for survival.

However, Li Shen only took half a step back.

The second-tier giant python moved.

The enormous snake tail, like a black steel whip, whistled through the air and struck the golden barrier with overwhelming force!

"boom--!"

The deafening roar was deafening, and the golden light flashed intensely.

Tang Wu felt an irresistible force, and his whole body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into an ancient tree.

Click! Click!

A series of soft cracking sounds rang out.

Tang Wu's protective aura was subsequently covered in cracks.

Before Tang Wu could struggle to his feet, a dark shadow flashed before his eyes.

A cold, slippery sensation instantly enveloped his entire body. The giant python's body gripped him tightly, and a terrifying strangling force surged forth. His protective aura shattered repeatedly, making it difficult to withstand.

Li Shen walked closer and looked down at the high and mighty young master of the Tang family.

With a thought, the spirit-devouring ants silently crawled out and quickly began to gnaw at Tang Wu's cracked spiritual energy shield.

The spiritual energy shield could no longer withstand the damage and completely dissipated. Tang Wu could clearly feel the cracking sounds of his bones being squeezed.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but the words wouldn't come out.

He was overwhelmed by suffocation and excruciating pain.

Before long, his eyes bulged out, his spirit began to fade, and he soon breathed his last.

Li Shen recalled the Soul-Devouring Ants, and the Soul Slave also twisted its body, quickly shrank, and returned to the Yin Soul Banner.

Li Shen quickly groped around and removed the necklace and storage bag that could automatically defend themselves, and then put away the spear he was holding tightly in his hand.

He removed the hidden battle flags, then extracted the soul, released the seven-colored python, drained its life force, and burned the corpse in one swift motion.

A night breeze swept by, carrying the scent of scorched earth.

Li Shen looked towards the direction of Howling Wind Valley, pondered for a moment, patted a Concealing Talisman on his body, and plunged back inside.

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Inside Howling Wind Valley, the battle was drawing to a close.

The golden-striped leopard lay in a pool of blood, its body crisscrossed with deep axe marks that revealed the bone, and it was lifeless.

The Shadow Rat was tightly trapped by the fishing net artifact, struggling incessantly and emitting sharp hisses.

The Tang family's situation is also not good.

The cultivator wielding the double-edged axe lay lifeless in a pool of blood.

The Tang family elder, who was at the peak of Qi Refining, was deathly pale, clearly indicating a huge depletion of spiritual energy.

The cultivator holding the fishing net artifact also turned pale; the shadow rats were still undefeated, and he dared not relax his spiritual power.

Turning back with concern:

"Brother, Wu'er has been gone for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. Could it be...?"

The Tang family elder frowned even more deeply, feeling somewhat uneasy.

With Tang Wu's cultivation and magical artifacts, dealing with a Qi Refining Level 6 cultivator should have been a piece of cake. Why has it taken so long?

Just as his mind was slightly disturbed, several flying needles struck his face.

At the same time, five streaks of dark green light, faster than lightning, struck the back of the cultivator who was controlling the fishing net and whose spiritual energy was nearly exhausted!

"Be careful!"

The elder of the Tang family shouted urgently.

The cultivator turned around in shock, but it was too late.

The green light pierced through his chest.

He looked down at the bloody hole in his chest, opened his mouth, and fell backward.