Simultaneous Transmigration: Freedom Across the Heavens

The dense forests behind Longhu Mountain have long been turned into a bloody battlefield.

Shouts of battle, screams of agony, and the clash of weapons filled the air; everywhere was a scene of life-or-death struggle.

In a clearing in the woods, Lu Linglong was surrounded by several members of the Quanxing Sect.

Not far away, Zhi Jinhua's limbs were pinned to the mud with steel needles, her appearance extremely pitiful. She looked at Lu Linglong, her voice trembling, "Linglong, save me..."

A fat man suddenly ripped off Zhi Jinhua's outer garment, chuckling, "You want to use these two little girls to exchange for some Heavenly Talisman?"

He stirred the steel needle, a lewd smile spreading across his face. "I can't bear to part with it."

Lu Linglong's expression was resolute. "Hua'er, if we give in to these guys, will they let us go?"

"I can only assure you that if anything unfortunate happens to you, it will be after I die in battle."

After saying that, Lu Linglong made a fierce move, rushing straight at the two Quanxing members, fighting two against one without any fear.

Seeing this, Tu Junfang chuckled and said, "If capturing a member of the Lu family could force Lu Jin to hand over the Tongtian Scroll, we would have done it long ago."

"One of the two major characteristics of the prestigious Lu family is that there is no such word as compromise in their dictionary."

Up in the tree, Zhang Chulan was still hesitating whether or not to intervene.

"I say, you grown men are bullying two young girls, how can you be so shameless!" A detached voice rang out from the woods.

"Who?" Tu Junfang turned his head and saw Xiao Zizai with a faint smile on his face slowly walking out of the shadows.

Xiao Zizai's gaze swept across the scene, finally landing on Tu Junfang, and he said calmly, "So it's the Corpse Demon."

"Xiao Zizai!"

Tu Junfang continued to smile outwardly, but was inwardly very wary. He said to the woman beside him, "Let's go."

"Uh, Brother Tu..." The woman wanted to say something more.

Tu Junfang raised his hand to interrupt her. As one of the three corpses of Quanxing, he naturally knew Xiao Zizai. This person was a temporary worker in the East China region and had dealt with them many times. He was extremely powerful and difficult to deal with.

Now that Xiao Zizai has shown up, it's impossible for Lu Linglong to succeed. Time is of the essence, and if they don't leave now, they'll only get themselves into trouble.

Tu Junfang suddenly leaped backward, and the woman beside him hurriedly followed. The two disappeared into the depths of the dense forest in a few leaps.

"The Corpse Demon, why did it run away?" The remaining people were completely confused.

"Don't you understand?"

Xiao Zizai looked at the Quanxing members in front of him, pushed up his glasses, and a sickly crimson glint appeared in his eyes. "You...you've been sold out!"

Buzz! A gust of wind howled as Xiao Zi's Great Compassion Palm transformed into a gigantic handprint, crashing down with a deafening roar.

One member of the Quanxing gang was smashed into a pile of minced meat on the spot before he could even scream.

"Let's attack together!" the skinny man shouted, his eyes wide with rage.

"Hahahaha!" Xiao Zizai's killing intent surged, and he became like a madman.

The Great Compassion Palm in his hands held no mercy, only a heart-burning, bone-corroding killing intent; the palm wind raged, and palm prints filled the sky.

The fat man's brain hadn't yet been controlled by Little Head. He knew that if he didn't deal with this person, he really wouldn't be able to play Little Head anymore.

He gritted his teeth and flicked his wrist, sending several steel needles flying unremarkably toward Xiao Zizai.

Ding Ding Ding!

The steel needles struck Xiao Zizai, making a series of sounds, but they couldn't even break his skin.

Within five breaths, all the fodder were slaughtered.

Xiao Zizai twisted his foot and shot towards the fat man like an arrow released from a bow.

The fat man's face turned pale. He pushed off with his feet and leaped backward, but suddenly a suction force came from the front, and his body flew forward uncontrollably.

"What is this? What the hell are you?" the fat man screamed in terror.

The Buddha held up a flower, and Kasyapa smiled.

Xiao Zizai's smile widened, clearly indicating that he was seriously ill. His five fingers formed claws, and his fingertips swept through the air, creating a piercing sonic boom.

Snap snap snap...

The tearing sounds continued, and the fat man was frozen in mid-air as his body was torn apart inch by inch by the dragon's claws, his flesh and blood were a mess, and his internal organs were scattered all over the ground, a truly gruesome sight.

Lu Linglong helped Zhi Jinhua up, and the two of them couldn't help but swallow hard as they watched the bloody scene.

Zhi Jinhua muttered softly, her voice trembling, "Linglong, this person doesn't seem like a decent person."

"Huh?" Lu Linglong looked bewildered. He was clearly using Shaolin martial arts, so why did it look so magical when he used it?

Xiao Zizai threw down the skeleton, which still had bits of meat clinging to it, and turned to look at Lu Linglong and Zhi Jinhua.

The two women were startled and jumped back.

Lu Linglong forced a dry laugh, "Thank you, thank you for your help, senior."

"I... I can't hold it in anymore! Ugh..." Zhi Jinhua covered her mouth and ran to the side to vomit violently.

The red light in Xiao Zizai's eyes faded. He glanced at the branch where Zhang Chulan was hiding and said calmly, "You up in the tree, you've been watching for so long, come out!"

Zhang Chulan's body stiffened, on the verge of tears: Damn it, I should have run away earlier.

He jumped down from the tree, laughing and greeting everyone: "Haha, we're all on the same side, we're all on the same side."

"Zhang Chulan?" Lu Linglong asked in surprise.

Zhi Jinhua puffed out her cheeks and turned around, groaning, "Ugh..."

Xiao Zizai recognized his name and was somewhat surprised. "You're Zhang Chulan?"

"Yes, that's me."

Zhang Chulan scratched his head, feigning ignorance, and asked, "May I ask which side you're from, brother?"

"East China Region, Xiao Zizai."

"Ah, so you're colleagues. I'm from the North China region." As he spoke, Zhang Chulan was about to step forward to shake hands, but when he saw Xiao Zizai's hands covered in blood, he stopped abruptly.

Xiao Zizai confirmed that they were his own people and didn't linger, as he still had a mission to complete.

He glanced at the three of them indifferently, then turned and disappeared into the dense forest.

Lu Linglong, Zhi Jinhua, and Zhang Chulan looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

...

On the other side, Xue Fan, the mourner of Quanxing, wailed loudly while waving his filial piety banner, fighting against three opponents single-handedly.

Xiao Xiao, Yun, and hope worked in perfect harmony, launching a relentless offensive that forced Xue Fan into a series of defeats.

"Waaah, why is my life so miserable?"

The louder Xue Fan cried, the more ruthless his blows became. His cries shook the mind, and he struck hope unexpectedly.

After succeeding, he cried even louder, "Waaah, why am I so unlucky?"

"That damned Yuan Tao..."

Xiao Xiao warned at the right moment, "Be careful, he's calling back the soul."

"So you're the one who keeps wailing and howling, aren't you?!"

Bai Li emerged from the forest, his expression extremely gloomy.

He had been searching for Gao Ning for a long time without success, and was already furious. Hearing the wailing and howling from afar only made him feel even worse.

"Ugh..." Xue Fan's heart skipped a beat: Another one? Looks like I need to find a way to escape.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept across the field. Xue Fan's expression changed drastically. Just as he raised the filial piety banner, a crack was heard, and the banner pole immediately broke in two.

Then he watched helplessly as a large hand pressed down on his head.

*Pfft!* Red and white splatter everywhere.

Xue Fan's head was smashed by Bai Li's Great Sage Cleave. The headless corpse swayed twice and knelt on the ground, still tightly clutching the broken piece of the Filial Piety Banner in its hand.

"Phew!" That feels good.

After venting his frustration, Bai Lifa's face returned to normal, and a smile reappeared.

He looked at Xiao Xiao and Yun, "Have you seen Gao Ning, the 'Thunder Smoke Cannon'?"

The two shook their heads mechanically.

Bai Li was a little disappointed and turned to leave, but suddenly stopped and pointed at hope, saying, "He's not acting right, you guys be careful."

After saying that, his figure disappeared into the shadows of the forest.

Xiao Xiao and Yun patted their stiff legs at the same time and looked at each other.

Xiao Xiao smiled bitterly, "This Luo Tian Grand Ceremony has truly broadened my horizons."

Yun nodded, his expression obscured by the iron mask, but his pupils trembled slightly. Suddenly, he slapped his forehead. "Right, he said hope's condition isn't right, what did that mean?"

Xiao Xiao suddenly woke up with a start.

The two looked at hope at the same time, only to see that a strange blackness had spread through hope's eyes.

Xiao Xiao's expression changed drastically: "This is... possession by a vengeful spirit!"