Fairy, help me cultivate.

Chen Yao, wielding two swords, deflected the overwhelming pressure from Pang Xi. He immediately felt his blood surging and felt very uncomfortable.

Jinlong smiled and said, "You shouldn't have come, but it's also my fault for not being able to notify you in advance."

"Ancestor, do you have a solution?"

Jiang Bailin said happily.

Jinlong nodded: "I have. Good children, listen to me. You retreat three hundred miles away and proceed as originally planned."

"Want to go?"

Pang Xi's two large sleeves billowed, and he whipped out two gusts of wind.

Blood and energy filled the sky.

Jiang Bailin's face turned pale, and he raised his hairpin to defend himself.

Chen Yao took out the dark green flag spear, the long flag fluttered, and the giant snake danced up, protecting the three of them.

But it only lasted a few breaths before the wind blast defeated the giant snake.

"go!"

With great difficulty, Jinlong gathered some strength and swept his single arm, sending Chen Yao and Jiang Bailin flying.

Watching the two fly further and further away, he smiled smugly at Pang Xi: "The people are not afraid of death, so why threaten them with death?"

Pang Xi was filled with rage, but he had to suppress the Golden Dragon and couldn't leave. So he waved to the nobles behind him, signaling them to send men to hunt down Jiang Bailin and Chen Yao.

A group of nobles obeyed the order and left. Among them, the Lü clan saw that Chen Yao had obtained Lü Ke's magic weapon and naturally understood that Lü Ke had met with misfortune. Driven by hatred, they were the most eager to join in.

"I'm going to twist off those two heads and use them to keep you company on your journey to the underworld."

Pang Xi pointed at the golden dragon.

Jinlong took a step to the side, his other arm exploding and bleeding profusely. He looked up at the nobles in the sky and said, "The Pang family has acted perversely, using you as medicinal ingredients in order to forcibly refine this evil technique. They are not far from death."

The nobles remained expressionless.

Pang Xi smiled smugly: "Not to mention that my cultivation technique is already complete, even before it was complete, they wouldn't dare to harbor any disloyal thoughts!"

Jinlong glanced at the nobles, then closed his eyes and said, "Not necessarily."

"A dying man, still spouting arrogant words?"

Pang Xi pointed at the golden dragon's head again.

This time, Jinlong neither dodged nor was injured.

"Back then, I fought on the battlefield for the Jiang family, conquering Jiujiang and establishing the foundation of the Divine Continent. I don't know how much blood of heroes and immortals I have on my hands."

He suddenly raised his eyes, staring intently at Pang Xi: "Who do you think you are!"

Pang Xi knew that Jinlong was now powerless, but the look in his eyes still made his heart skip a beat.

He immediately unleashed a stronger attack, locking onto the golden dragon's head.

The nobles saw a deep bloodstain appear between the golden dragon's brows, like a blood-red eye opening.

But that's about it.

Pang Xi was stunned again, and exclaimed, "Impossible!"

Jinlong's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Pang Xi, his tone fierce: "How could you, a frog in a well, know how vast this world is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the pool of blood on the ground suddenly flew into the air and spun around, like a huge silk handkerchief being held in place by an invisible index finger.

With each swirling motion of the pool of blood, the malevolent aura in the square intensified.

The civilians on the ground were filled with burning hatred.

The nobles in the sky gradually became enraged.

Pang Xi knew he had to kill the golden dragon immediately, otherwise the terrifying pressure he had painstakingly built up would vanish.

While these commoners could be slaughtered all at once, the nobles of Jinchang City were not so easy to deal with.

Since Pang began using cultivators as a catalyst in his research on this cultivation technique, he has already shown signs of losing popular support.

Therefore, he lunged forward, like a magnificent crane embroidered with colorful silks. Amidst the fluttering of his sleeves, blood-red wind blades flowed like rain, directly striking the golden dragon.

The wind blade pierced through the pool of blood and easily struck the golden dragon, slicing off a large chunk of flesh from its chest, leaving it bare and skeletal.

Jinlong seemed completely unaffected, and with a smirk, shouted, "Suppress!"

The pool of blood surged upwards, catching the swooping Pang Xi and enveloping his entire body, forming a blood cocoon.

Blood-red wind blades kept bursting out from the blood-red cocoon, but Pang Xi could never break free of it.

His frantic breathing, amplified by Jinlong, resounded throughout the entire sky.

Jinlong looked at the civilians who were slowly gathering, his eyes softening: "Defying fate always begins with bloodshed and sacrifice. Everyone, do your best!"

A ray of golden light shot out from the blood hole between his eyebrows, shattering in mid-air and turning into specks of golden dust that sprinkled onto the heads and shoulders of the commoners.

"Your descendants will surely appreciate your great deeds and inherit your courage to point to the heavens."

The golden dragon looked up at the nobleman in the sky: "Look! Look at what's on him!"

The blood cocoon shrank violently, and a chilling sound of flesh and bone breaking rang out.

Pang Xi's furious roar echoed across the sky, sounding more like a beast than a human.

Blood was scattered everywhere.

Pang Xi's body, now ten times its original size, was revealed, and the nobles gasped in shock at the first sight of him.

Pang Xi had lost its human form and become a monster pieced together from countless bloated corpses.

He himself did not realize that he had gathered a "arm" composed of a pile of severed limbs and pointed it at the golden dragon.

The fingers and toes on the "arms" moved and stretched out, pointing towards the golden dragon.

Its mouth remained wide open, emitting sound waves that were inaudible yet seemed tangible.

It was this sound wave that rapidly consumed the spiritual energy within the bodies of cultivators several feet around it, even the powerful Golden Dragon Ancestor could not withstand it.

"So that's how it is, I understand now."

Jinlong knew he had no way to deal with the sound waves emanating from Pangxi, but thankfully they still had a chance. With that thought, he closed his eyes with satisfaction.

Since ancient times, who has ever escaped death?

To die leaving someone with hope...

"A worthy death."

Jinlong's exposed heart burst open, blood gushed from his dantian, and he collapsed in the broken cage.

"That's Ke'er!"

The clan chief of the Lü clan suddenly lost his composure, pointing at a severed face behind Pang Xi, and began to tremble.

Meanwhile, more and more nobles found their relatives in Pang Xi.

The nobles stood in formation, surrounding Pang Xi.

Pang Xi turned his face, a jumble of deathly expressions, and asked in astonishment, "You... you want to rebel?"

A green light from the Lü clan struck first, shattering the mask on his face.

……

Chen Yao and Jiang Bailin flew for three hundred miles before finally managing to stop.

"If we had known this would happen, we shouldn't have rushed up. If the Ancestor hadn't wasted his spiritual energy on us, we might have had a better chance of winning."

Jiang Bailin is now in a very optimistic state of mind.

Chen Yao forced a smile at her: "Maybe!"

He touched a blood-red jade slip in his hand, his heart sinking slightly.

That was what Jinlong stuffed into his boot as he swept them away.

It contains both the aura of Jiu Luo and the blood energy of Pang Xi.

Chapter 149 Re-entering the City Lord's Mansion

What do we do now?

Chen Yao turned to ask Jiang Bailin.

"Wait, wait until chaos breaks out in the city. Or until the Ancestor informs us."

Jiang Bailin landed on the mountaintop, where he could overlook Jinchang City.

A whooshing sound suddenly arose, and many rays of light fell from the clouds in the sky.

"I was just feeling a surge of killing intent and wanted to kill a few people to vent my anger, and you all delivered yourselves right to my doorstep!"

Jiang Bailin gritted his teeth and said, his figure flashing as he ascended into the sky.

The fierce storm shrouded the clouds in disarray, and upon first sight, many of the pursuers from Jinchang City fell into the deep valley.

The remaining people were surprised by Jiang Bailin's ferocity and retreated to create distance from her attacks.

"Fang Xiang! You actually want to be a traitor to Jinchang City!"

One of the monks from the Yi family roared angrily.

Jiang Bailin glanced at him, then with a flick of her slender hand, the silver hairpin flashed and returned, causing the cultivator's blood hole between his eyebrows to explode, and he softly fell into the deep ravine.

This is when Chen Yao saw the sky in the very center of Jinchang City flashing with light and blood energy soaring into the heavens, and he knew that the time had come.

He wielded the dark green spear that he found quite easy to use and soared into the sky.

"Let's finish this in one go! It's time."

Jiang Bailin nodded, and the silver hairpin in his hand split into three, then into nine. With a series of hissing sounds, the cultivators died one after another before they could even react.

Chen Yao swept his spear horizontally and vertically, slicing off several heads. In no time, the two of them had wiped out the pursuers.

He sheathed his spear, and his head fell into the valley like a broken bead.

"let's go!"