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Biwu Sanren reappeared with a miserable look on his face.

The white beard on his chin was straggly, and the hollow in his stomach had recovered.

He stared at Fang Zuo viciously, his face twisted, and whispered:

"How did you tell that? I believe I've been honest with you about everything since you entered the cave, and I haven't shown any hostility towards you."

"Every word I said afterwards came from the heart."

"How did you figure that out at the last step?"

"I didn't notice it." Fang Zuo said lightly.

Bi Wu San Ren was stunned and said in disbelief: "Then why did you sneak attack me..."

"It's simple. I've been through a lot..." Fang Zuo said expressionlessly, "So I never trust anyone easily."

"What's more, when I fell into your little world, you didn't let me out immediately. You were observing me."

"This alone is enough to make me extremely wary of you."

"Also, I never believed that there are such good people in this world..."

Biwu Sanren's mouth opened wide, he couldn't believe the answer.

"Even if you don't believe me, just reject me. Why did you attack me?" Biwu Sanren shouted loudly.

"Because even though I don't believe you, I still have a glimmer of hope." Fang Zuo said, "I want to see what you want to do..."

Bi Wu San Ren shook his head repeatedly: "Impossible, impossible! Before you attacked me, I didn't show any malicious intent. Why did you attack before me?"

"This is a habit I developed in the past." Fang Zuo raised his eyebrows. "If something went wrong, I would stab the person first. But later I stopped using knives and switched to using fists."

“What~~? You~~???” Biwu Sanren couldn’t believe this answer even more and didn’t know what to say.

After a long pause, he continued, "Aren't you afraid of hitting the wrong person?"

"I have a habit of apologizing very well." Fang Zuo said nonchalantly, "If it was a mistake, it's his bad luck... I can apologize... A good person will definitely accept my apology."

"Of course...If he doesn't accept my apology, then it means I was right to beat him. I'll keep beating him until he accepts my apology."

"Unreasonable~~I don't understand what you're saying!! How could there be a cultivator like you!!" Bi Wu San Ren roared angrily, "Unreasonable...Unreasonable...How could there be someone like you...It's simply unreasonable!"

"I have a question for you, too," Fang Zuo said. "You don't seem to be very good at fighting. You're indeed a [Peaceful Immortal] as you said. How could you harbor any ill will towards me?"

"I think about it, and it seems that I haven't offended you in any way!"

"Because I'm afraid of death! Because I don't want to die!" Bi Wu San Ren finally calmed down from his anger and looked at Fang Zuo coldly:

"I saw with my own eyes, my relatives, friends, brothers, my fellow Taoists, and descendants, all dying before my eyes!"

"Now, it's almost my turn... The longer I live, the more I fear death... I don't want to die!!"

"But now I can neither return to my original world to seek some opportunities, nor do I have anywhere else to go. Even if there are some Yang Gods like me, we can't do anything to each other. I can only hide in my own world for so many years."

"I've been waiting for a long time, but the people who came to my little world were just ordinary people. Finally, I've waited for you..."

"Swallowing your spirit platform and chewing your Nascent Soul will at least allow me to live a little longer."

“That’s why…”

As soon as he finished speaking, Biwu Sanren's pupils suddenly contracted.

His face was full of disbelief.

Because a fist has already hit me.

Biwu Sanren's figure was about to disappear into the void.

But the other fist had already calculated and smashed into the void.

The void vibrates.

Countless cracks appeared and then recovered.

The soul of Biwu Sanren was smashed so hard that golden light came out of his mouth and his figure was revealed.

Rolling repeatedly in the void.

His white hair was disheveled.

The long white beard turned into fluorescent light and fell into the void.

"As a Nascent Soul cultivator, do you still have some identity as a Nascent Soul cultivator? How dare you launch a sneak attack?" Bi Wu Sanren was furious.

The entire void felt his anger.

There were wind, rain, thunder and lightning everywhere.

Earth, water, fire and wind invade.

"Do you think I really want to ask you? Life and death... only means can decide it. Either I live or you die!" Fang Zuo succeeded in his attack, shook his body, and slowly extended the other two arms from his shoulders.

"It's either my life or death... or your death..." Bi Wu Sanren was stunned when he heard this.

There seems to be some grammatical errors.

The more I thought about it, the more furious I became.

It seems that this guy has already considered himself dead.

"How audacious! So presumptuous, you are just a small Nascent Soul... a small Yuan..." Biwu Sanren was stunned again as he spoke.

The tiny Nascent Soul body in front of him had grown to the size of a mountain in just these few words.

The four arms and two legs suddenly grew like giant pillars supporting the sky.

His entire body was covered with broad and mysterious Taoist patterns, emitting a black light.

Like the white auspicious clouds of the sacred Yaochi Land, his body was vaguely covered.

Only a huge head emerged from the clouds, looking at him coldly.

"You are...is this a flesh body?"

"You actually want to achieve sanctification in the flesh?"

"What is this? ...Is it...Is it the Asura Dao pattern? How is it possible? The Asura clan was wiped out by the Heavenly Court a long time ago, and the remaining children were imprisoned in Mount Sumeru. How could there be an Asura Dao pattern on your body?"

"No... No... The auspicious clouds around you are the auspicious clouds of Acala... Acala's Dharmakaya has already gone with Mahavairocana to a new land, so how could it be here?"

"You are not an ordinary Nascent Soul. Who are you?"

Bi Wu San Ren took several steps back in shock, gritting his teeth. "Even so, you're only a Nascent Soul. You'll never know the terrifying power of a Yang God. This... is my world!!"

Biwu Sanren flicked his whisk, and 36,000 pure yang talismans flowed around his body like stars.

His entire body grew even larger than Fang Zuo's mountain-like Ashura Mingwang body.

His pupils emitted a silver light shaped like the sun and moon.

Mysterious runes rotated around him.

The blue-gray gale condensed into the image of the ancient Wind Lord.

shouted:

"The wind is coming!!"

There was a constant roar in the void.

The wind blows.

The nine-day strong winds condensed into materialized thousand-foot-long green glazed wind blades.

While dancing, he slashed at Fang Zuo's whole body.

Fang Zuo crossed his four arms to block, and the Asura Dao pattern emitted a black light and collided with the ten thousand foot wind blade.

Boom boom boom! !

As the sounds continued, continuous void cracks burst out all around.

Countless shattered star projections poured in from the cracks.

Fang Zuo was blown back a few steps by the wind blade, and his feet, which were stepping on the auspicious clouds, were plowed by the wind, leaving deep grooves that were visible to the bones.

"Thunder!"

Biwu Sanren roared again, and his whisk split the sky.

Behind him, there were countless real and unreal afterimages, and each afterimage had a ray of lightning at the fingertips.

Lightning condenses.

Three thousand thunder pools are hanging upside down.

Purple lightning and green thunder transformed and struck down from the void, forming the Eight Desolate Dragon Snake Thunder Formation.

Every bolt of lightning is entangled with the karma of the tribulation period.

They roared with their mouths wide open and fangs bared, and slashed towards Fang Zuo.

Fang tilted his head to the left and took the lightning strike head on, ignoring the various minor wounds on his body.

He ignored the golden blood flowing out of the wound.

The arms waved and grabbed around.

He held these lightning snakes in his hands with a grin.

Just like squeezing out the gallbladder of a seven-inch snake, he dug out the core of the thundercloud, then opened his mouth wide and swallowed it.

"It's so enjoyable~~~so satisfying!!!" Fang Zuo laughed.

As he swallowed these thunder cores.

Thunder burst out from all the wounds, but was suppressed by the Asura Dao pattern.

The more painful it was, the stronger his fighting spirit became.

He strode towards Biwu Sanren.

"Rain fast!" Biwu Sanren gritted his teeth like a madman.

The weak water of the Milky Way flowed out from his sleeves, and each drop of rain was engraved with the inscription of the Great Dao.

The entire void was instantly filled with bone-chilling cold rain.

Scarlet evil energy rose from the Asura Dao pattern poured on Fang Zuo.

"Hah!" Fang Zuo shouted.

A huge auspicious cloud spewed out from its mouth, blocking the top of the head and resisting the bone-eroding cold rain transformed from the weak water of the Tianhe River.

His right foot stomped hard into the air, the Nascent Soul in his body opened its eyes wide, and all the spiritual power in his body was unreserved.

A huge auspicious cloud carried him as he rushed towards the opponent rapidly.

"Den-te!"

Bi Wu Sanren watched as the tiny Nascent Soul was still able to get close to him despite his repeated attempts.

His eyes burst out with a white light of annihilation, and his innate spirit condensed into a huge [Electric Killing Mace].

It was as if a giant hand was holding it, and with the force that could split the sky and the earth, it slashed towards Fang Zuo who was approaching.

Fang Zuo didn't dodge or evade.

Let the [Electric Killing Mace] hit into his body.

"Not dead yet?" Bi Wu San Ren shouted excitedly after succeeding in his attack.

But Fang Zuo's body only took a few steps back.

The white auspicious cloud on his right foot pressed tightly against his heel.

A bloodthirsty grin appeared on Fang Zuo's face.

In the dissected body.

He clamped the [Electric Killing Mace] between his ribs.

The invisible big hand wanted to pull the [Electric Killing Mace], but was clamped by the ribs and could not move.

Fang Zuo's four arms muscles suddenly tensed up and he pulled out the [Electric Killing Mace], and the Asura Dao pattern emitted a strong light.

The four arms forcibly broke cracks in this electric and evil treasure transformed from the spirit.