One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"You're being unreasonable, aren't you?"

"There's no solution, is there?"

Zhang Tianyi slowly raised his head, and his once clear black and white eyes were now filled with a chilling bloodlust!

Purple lightning spun wildly in his eyes, like a ferocious beast trying to break free of its cage!

"Today, I, the Daoist master, am going to be unreasonable!!!"

Accompanied by his inhuman growl.

Suddenly, a cracking sound came from Zhang Tianyi's right arm!

That wasn't the sound of clothes tearing.

Rather, it's the skin and flesh that can't withstand the uncontrollable force within the body!

A blinding purple light burst forth from the crack in his arm.

There was no blood, only pure lightning plasma!

Excruciating pain!

An excruciating pain, as if pierced by a thousand arrows, instantly swept over Zhang Tianyi's entire body!

His vision began to blur, and the sounds of the rain and Zhang Huaiyi's roars all began to fade into the distance.

But he didn't care at all!

He gritted his teeth, staring at the smug Abe Mudo, a cruel smile more ferocious than a demon's.

"The formation cannot be broken?"

"Then I'll take you, you bastard who set up this formation, and this entire world..."

"Grind them all into powder!!!"

"Ahhhh!"

This is simply not a load that the human body can withstand.

The excruciating pain, which felt like it was tearing his meridians apart, contorted Zhang Tianyi's features, but the madness in his eyes burned ever brighter.

"Second Brother Pig! Are you crazy?!"

When Zhang Huaiyi, who was lying in the mud, saw this scene, he was so frightened that his soul almost flew out of his body.

He knew all too well what this scene meant!

Before going down the mountain.

Master grabbed their ears and gave them a long and detailed warning, saying that the thunder energy in the second senior brother's body was a powder keg that could explode at any moment.

Once it gets completely out of control, even a celestial being couldn't save it!

"Stop right now! You'll die!"

Zhang Huaiyi scrambled over, tears mingling with the yellow mud on his face.

He recklessly reached out his hands, trying to grab Zhang Tianyi's arm and pull him back.

however.

His prized Golden Light Spell, when it came into contact with the leaking lightning magma...

"boom!"

A muffled thud.

Zhang Huaiyi was violently thrown away by that repulsive force.

He rolled around in the mud seven or eight times, knocking over two sandbags before stopping, and then vomited a mouthful of sour water.

Abe Mudo, who was in mid-air, was initially taken aback by Zhang Tianyi's suicidal aura.

Seeing Zhang Huaiyi being flung away and Zhang Tianyi looking like he was in great pain, he immediately burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha! This is hilarious! I thought he was some kind of unparalleled master, but he's just a half-baked guy who can't even control his own power!"

Abe ruthlessly closed his folding fan, his eyes turning ruthless:

"Have you gone mad with your cultivation? Since you're in such a hurry to leave, I'll send you on your way one last time!"

He swiftly formed hand seals, his fingertips pointing sharply towards the altar below:

"Blood Fiend, turn!"

"crystal!"

On the stone platform, the thick, blood-red cocoon enveloping Song Yuntao suddenly shone brightly with a red light.

The blood-red runes etched on his skin seemed like leeches that had smelled blood, frantically burrowing into his body.

"Uh……"

Song Yuntao, who had already fainted, was jolted awake by the excruciating pain that felt like his bones were being torn apart.

His gaunt, bloodless face was covered in cold sweat.

He struggled to open his eyes, and through his blurred vision, he saw Zhang Tianyi standing not far away, his body crackling with lightning and his flesh splitting open, and Zhang Huaiyi lying in a mud pit in the distance.

"Second...Second Senior Brother..."

Song Yuntao's voice was as weak as a candle flickering in the wind, with blood and froth gurgling in his throat.

He mustered all his strength and slightly raised his hand, which had been drained of its energy, and made a weak grasping motion toward Zhang Tianyi.

"Stop...quickly..."

"Don't worry about me...you two...you have to survive..."

This whispered sentence was almost inaudible in the raging storm.

But it was like a precise steel needle, piercing straight into the depths of Zhang Tianyi's nearly insane mind.

Those bloodshot, purple eyes, consumed by killing intent, trembled violently.

The lightning on Zhang Tianyi's body paused for a moment.

He stared intently at Song Yuntao on the stone platform.

This was the first time since he came down the mountain, and perhaps in his entire life, that he had truly tasted the feeling of "powerlessness".

He possessed powerful cultivation capable of wiping out this entire military camp.

He can smash those arrogant Onmyoji with a single punch and tear apart those menacing Shikigami with his bare hands.

But now?

He stood less than five meters away from his junior brother, yet he couldn't even reach out to pull him up.

Because as soon as he makes a move, that damned formation will return all the damage to Lao Ba!

This frustration and despair caused Zhang Tianyi's fingernails to dig deep into his palms, and drops of blood fell into the muddy water.

"Second Senior Brother... Fourth Senior Brother... Don't look so sad..."

Looking at their miserable state on the altar, Song Yuntao actually managed to force a smile of relief from his cracked lips.

"Actually... I was able to see the two of you come to pick me up before I died..."

Song Yuntao's voice grew softer and softer, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, but the smile on his face grew wider and wider:

"I am already... very content..."

In the final moments of his life.

Before Song Yuntao's eyes, there was neither the cold rainy night nor those ferocious Japanese devils.

In his mind, noisy and comical scenes flashed by rapidly, like a movie playing.

He recalled a New Year's Eve many years ago.

The second senior brother, for some unknown reason, insisted on improving everyone's meals.

In the middle of the night, he dragged him and Zhang Huaiyi to the back mountain to steal their master's most beloved rooster.

The second senior brother was in charge of plucking feathers and roasting meat, while Zhang Huaiyi was in charge of stealing salt and sesame oil from the kitchen.

As for Song Yuntao, he dutifully squatted at the windy spot to keep watch.

As a result, the sentry was so tired that he fell asleep leaning against a tree.

The next day, the master took a rattan cane that was thicker than his arm and chased the three of them all over the mountains.

Zhang Tianyi was hanging upside down from a crooked tree, still stubbornly shouting:

"Old man, you don't understand! That chicken leg was roasted to perfection, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Even if I didn't eat it, I'd still die of old age!"

Zhang Huaiyi hid behind the stone lion, clutching his buttocks, which were swollen three times their normal size, and howled in pain.

Meanwhile, he wiped his snot and foolishly laughed along with his second senior brother.

The sky was always blue back then, and the breeze from the back mountain was always refreshing.

That stolen roast chicken was the most delicious meal he had ever eaten in his life.

"so good……"

Song Yuntao half-opened his eyes, looking at Zhang Tianyi's face, which was tense with pain.

"Second Senior Brother..."

With his last breath, he mumbled intermittently:

"Next time... I'll go steal chickens from the back mountain again..."

"Remember... to save me a chicken leg..."

The words fell.

That hand, raised in mid-air, was like a puppet with its strings cut and no strings attached.

With a "thud," it fell heavily onto the cold stone platform.

The faint rise and fall of his chest stopped completely.

The rain was still pouring down relentlessly.