Battle Through the Heavens: It turns out I'm actually the patriarch of the Xiao family!

Chapter 67 The Wrath of the Azure Scales

Shuiyun Mountain.

The night was dark.

Inside a dilapidated temple built halfway up a mountain, an old man wearing an old Taoist robe and with thinning hair sat cross-legged on a futon in front of a desk.

If Xu Ping'an were here, he would recognize that the old man in the Taoist robe was the one who gave him the talisman.

Suddenly, a figure walked into the courtyard.

It was a pale-skinned middle-aged man in a blood-stained robe, walking silently through the night.

The middle-aged man in the blood-red robe arrived at the temple, knelt down, and respectfully said, "Ancestor, tonight we have captured forty-nine boys and forty-eight girls. As you instructed, only one girl is missing, and we can activate the sacrificial array tonight to offer a sacrifice to the Underworld God."

Inside the temple, the old man in the Taoist robe gave an "oh," and asked in a low, hoarse voice, "Who is the missing virgin girl?"

The middle-aged man in the blood-red robe trembled and hurriedly replied, "It should be the girl named Xu Huanhuan from Qingyu Village. I have already dispatched Bai Xiang to Qingyu Village, and I believe it won't be long before he arrives—"

boom!

Before he finished speaking, a jade tablet in the sleeve of the old man in the Taoist robe suddenly shattered.

The old man in the Taoist robe suddenly turned his cloudy eyes into a sinister and sharp one, a bloodthirsty and chilling killing intent silently churning in his eyes.

Bai Xiang is dead.

The old man in the Taoist robe suddenly turned his gaze to the middle-aged man in the blood-red robe kneeling outside the main hall, and said in an icy voice: "Among you nineteen, he was the one with the best chance of reaching the Dou Zong realm, but now—he is dead—"

The middle-aged man in the blood-red robe trembled all over and said, "Ancestor, please calm your anger. This subordinate will personally go to Qingyu Village immediately—"

The old man in the Taoist robe interrupted, "No need. It's just a matter of missing one offering. If we miss the time set by the Underworld God, all my preparations will be in vain."

He paused, sighed, and said, "Go and prepare the offerings. When the time is right, I will personally activate the sacrificial array."

"yes!"

The middle-aged man in the blood-red robe stood up, hurriedly walked into the depths of the courtyard, came to an ancient well, and jumped in.

Inside the temple, an elderly man in a Taoist robe stood up from his prayer mat, turned to look at a statue of a deity enshrined on it, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"The common people worship you, the so-called mountain god, with incense day and night, but in my eyes, you are nothing more than a clay sculpture. Those mortals think that they can gain protection by burning incense and making offerings. How pathetic and laughable."

I don't know how much time has passed.

Xiao Chen and Qing Lin suddenly appeared outside the dilapidated temple.

With his hands behind his back, Xiao Chen strolled into the mountain god temple with an air of leisure, as if he were taking a walk in the night.

Qinglin followed behind.

"Hmm, young man, you have such delicate skin, would you like to play with me for a bit?"

A graceful figure suddenly emerged from the shadows and stood before Xiao Chen.

The graceful figure was shrouded in a thin layer of pink mist.

The moonlight shone through the broken walls of the dilapidated temple, outlining her full and alluring curves and her charming and enchanting face. Her beautiful eyes stared boldly and passionately at Xiao Chen, and she deliberately made her high and full breasts appear even more plump and full.

As she approached, she extended her slender fingers, which carried an alluring sweet fragrance, and made as if to touch Xiao Chen's cheek.

At this moment, Qinglin's delicate eyebrows furrowed, and a surge of anger, which she herself was unaware of, quietly welled up in her emerald eyes.

Xiao Chen's steps did not stop at all, and he did not even linger his gaze on the alluring woman, as if the enchanting beauty in front of him was just an insignificant speck of dust.

The next instant, the air around Xiao Chen seemed to distort slightly, and a flash of blue light appeared.

The alluring woman's smile froze instantly, replaced by disbelief and terror.

Her outstretched hand felt as if it had struck an invisible wall, and a crisp sound of bones cracking came from her wrist.

Not only that, but an invisible, immense force suddenly crashed down upon him.

"what!"

A piercing scream, so loud it was inhuman, tore through the night sky.

She felt as if she had been struck by an invisible, massive hammer; the pink mist around her instantly dissipated, and her alluring body was violently flung away.

His body was contorted in mid-air at an eerie angle, gushing blood from his mouth, mixed with fragments of his internal organs.

Boom!

The graceful figure shot backward like a tattered sack, crashing heavily against the mottled wall of the side hall of the dilapidated temple.

The wall collapsed, sending up dust and debris that buried half of her body.

As the dust settled, only the pitiful gasps and the heavy stench of blood remained. The figure was no longer alluring, only the convulsions of someone on the verge of death.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Qinglin snorted, "Don't you even know who you are? How dare you show off in front of my senior? You're simply courting death!"

boom!

As she spoke, the two-headed fire spirit snake darted out and instantly appeared in front of the woman.

The female ghost was dumbfounded and didn't even have time to dodge before the two-headed fire spirit snake bit off her head.

It's unclear whether it disliked the woman itself or if it was an order given by Qinglin.

Xiao Chen smiled slightly, glanced at Qing Lin, and continued walking forward.

"The rest of the men are all yours to handle."

Qinglin immediately smiled and nodded in agreement.

"I never expected to encounter this fellow Daoist in this desolate wilderness. I am truly fortunate."

Inside the temple, the old man in the Taoist robe looked at Xiao Chen as he walked towards him step by step. Although there was a look of surprise and doubt between his brows, he was not afraid.

Xiao Chen sized up the old man in the Taoist robe, his eyes narrowing slightly as he asked, "Did you give Xu Huanhuan that crimson jade?"

His attitude caused the old man in the Taoist robe to frown slightly, and he immediately said, "It seems that there must have been a misunderstanding. If I have offended you, I apologize in advance. I also hope that you can be lenient. Otherwise, fighting will not be good for anyone in the end."

As he spoke, he bowed slightly, clasped his hands in greeting, and adopted a very humble posture.

Xiao Chen couldn't help but nod in approval, saying, "Your attitude is quite good."

"But who do you think you are, to presume to speak of being a fellow Daoist with me?"

A hint of ferocity flashed in the old man's eyes. He slowly straightened up, and a chilling and terrifying aura emanated from his body.

That aura had actually reached the Dou Huang realm!

His cloudy eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty, sinister light as he stared at Xiao Chen standing before the gate. He said coldly, "Respect is mutual. Is this friend truly unwilling to give this old man the courtesy of turning today's misunderstanding into a peaceful resolution?"

Xiao Chen couldn't help but laugh loudly, "You old codger, you're quite cultured."

"Oh."

The old man in the Taoist robe smiled, and with a flick of his sleeve, a flash of blood-red light shot out.

The blood-red light was as swift as lightning, accompanied by a sharp whooshing sound, like countless bloodthirsty venomous bees, instantly enveloping Xiao Chen's figure. Wherever it passed, the air was scorched, releasing a pungent, fishy smell, and the bluestone pavement was silently corroded into fine pits.

The old man in the Taoist robe curled into a chilling smile, his cloudy eyes blazing with murderous intent: "You're asking for trouble, then let another skeleton be added to this hall!"

The Blood Fiend Technique he cultivated was extremely vicious. This blood light contained potent poison and could corrode battle qi. Ordinary Dou Wang would die upon contact with it, and even Dou Huang would not dare to easily take it head-on.

In his view, faced with his thunderous attack fueled by anger, Xiao Chen would either have to dodge in a sorry state or wait to be corroded into a pool of pus by the bloody light!

However, the next moment, his cold smile froze completely on his face.