"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of booming sounds rang out, and the souls of the pursuers exploded.

Suddenly, invisible and formless divine soul energy burst forth from their bodies, entangling and entangling Bai Cang.

Faintly, a cold snort seemed to echo, carrying with it contempt and hatred, and an overwhelming, powerful aura.

"Tsk, what kind of good person would plant restrictions in the souls of all their subordinates!"

Seeing this, Bai Cang smiled nonchalantly. As his sleeves billowed, a divine light of Yin and Yang swept down, obliterating the divine soul's aura.

To be honest, Bai Cang didn't think this level of soul restriction was very impressive.

If he hadn't been careless and hadn't overlooked this possibility, he wouldn't have failed to use the Blood Nightmare Heart Demon technique, instead simply letting the Blood Spirit forcibly possess his body and resorting to a straightforward and brutal approach.

It's estimated that the soul restriction didn't even have a chance to be triggered or activated.

However, Bai Cang decided to "respect" this move and did not intend to stay in the same place.

Judging from the power of that cold snort, he was already close to the level of a Nascent Soul Dao Lord, probably one of the so-called "Land Immortals" in this world.

Bai Cang, having just arrived in this noble realm, was unfamiliar with the place and its inhabitants and did not wish to engage in a direct conflict with the "Dao Lord" of this realm so soon.

Thinking this, Bai Cang's aura changed, and all his energy was now contained to the extreme, cutting off his communication with the outside world.

They looked no different from cultivators of the Divine Soul.

He would never again let anyone immediately recognize him as a "remnant of the heretical sect" of the Qi cultivator lineage.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Cang flicked his sleeves, instantly extinguishing the surrounding aura and turning the still relatively clear heavenly secrets into a tangled mess.

After doing all this.

Bai Cang then swept up the man and woman whose eyes had turned blood red with his sleeve, and with a leap, he disappeared without a trace.

In an instant, the entire wilderness became empty and deathly silent again.

A moment later, about half a cup of tea's time had passed.

Suddenly, clouds gathered and intertwined, forming a hazy, ethereal shape.

A vast and ethereal aura swept across all directions, as if it were searching for something.

After a long while, the hazy, illusory figure finally disintegrated in mid-air with a cold snort.

"They did a clean job, but they've underestimated the capabilities of Shuiyue Cave."

"I'd like to see who this person is, daring to challenge me on my own turf!"

As the lingering sound faded, the rich aroma of incense permeated the surrounding area of ​​hundreds of thousands of miles, transforming into divine light that soared into the sky.

One after another, hazy and illusory figures continuously coalesced in all parts of the world.

At the same time, Bai Cang had already used the "Five Elements Great Escape" and flown tens of thousands of miles away.

Suddenly, an infinitely rich aroma of incense soared into the sky, spreading in all directions and weaving together a divine realm.

It was like a net covering the sky and the earth, filling every inch of the void.

Bai Cang's figure flickered, and he jumped out of the "Five Elements Great Escape".

The next second, the sky was filled with clouds and wind, which gathered together to form a hazy and illusory figure.

In an instant, a vast amount of divine thought swept over.

The hazy, illusory figure gradually solidified, transforming into a female cultivator dressed in a moon-white black robe and wearing a crescent-shaped Taoist crown.

Her face was stunningly beautiful, but her eyebrows, sharp as knives and slanted upwards towards her temples, added a touch of menacing aura to her, giving her an air of authority that commanded respect without anger.

Since transmigrating, Bai Cang has never seen a cultivator dressed as a monk or nun.

This attire, which was neither Buddhist nor Taoist, was particularly novel to him.

I couldn't help but recall a classic saying by Father Wang, the Buddhist plenipotentiary ambassador to Wudang Mountain:

Abbess, how dare you try to steal the Taoist priest from me?

Just as she was thinking this, the female cultivator gracefully landed, and with a wave of her sleeve, a divine light, almost tangible, appeared, revealing countless white lotuses that filled the surrounding area for tens of thousands of miles.

Then he turned to Bai Cang and asked, "Boy, did you see the purple light fall?"

Bai Cang composed himself and said, "Reporting to Master, I have never seen him before."

Hearing Bai Cang's strange way of addressing her, the female cultivator's eyes flickered slightly, and she said in a strange tone, "You don't recognize me?"

Why should I, Daoist Master, have to get to know you?

Bai Cang rolled his eyes, feeling that this "old thief nun" had an even bigger mouth than athlete's foot.

However, he also understood that he had probably already been exposed and there was a high chance that he couldn't hide it any longer.

Although he still didn't know exactly where he had slipped up.

However, in front of such a local tyrant, his "appearance" was so grand.

The other party probably has a hundred ways to filter out themselves.

Thinking of this, Bai Cang couldn't help but mutter to himself, "If this old nun knows what's good for her, then we can go our separate ways. But if she doesn't know what's good for her and insists on exposing my identity, then I might have to be ruthless!"

Just then, the female cultivator said again, "I am Xiaoyue, junior, please state your name?"

Bai Cang had absolutely no liking for this arrogant "old thief nun".

But upon hearing the name, one couldn't help but feel a slight jolt.

Because of this name, he is renowned and famous in this world.

He is one of the Five Elements Grotto-Heavens, the master of the Water Moon Grotto-Heavens, and one of the "Land Immortals" known as the "Lord of Water Moon Heaven".

Bai Cang just couldn't understand: Are all the "land immortals" in this world so free?

They didn't even follow the basic procedures and just threw out a "trump card" right away?

What happened to the agreement that if you beat the little one, the big one would come, and if you beat the big one, the old one would come?

You're putting me in a difficult position!

Thinking this, Bai Cang simply said, "I am Daoist Blood River. What advice do you have for me, Fellow Daoist Xiaoyue?"

"Who is your fellow Daoist? What arrogance! How dare you address me as one of the same Daoists?"

Zen Master Xiaoyue sneered, "Hand over the treasure within the purple light, and I might spare your life. Otherwise, don't say I didn't warn you!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Cang couldn't help but exclaim, "Master, you have such a strong bloodlust! What makes you assume that I must have seen that purple light?"

And what makes you think there's definitely some treasure within that purple light?

I don't have any treasures, but I do have one big treasure, but I'm afraid you can't handle it!

Zen Master Xiaoyue sneered, "If you had no treasure, why would you need to kill my disciples at Shuiyue Cave to silence them?"

Bai Cang chuckled and said, "What the nun said makes so much sense; I have no reply."

But I don't want to die a gruesome death; I just want to be close to you in peace. What should I do?

When this "old thief nun" appeared, Bai Cang was already mentally prepared for a confrontation.

This nonsense is just to see what the people in this world really do.

It now seems that the cultivators of this world have indeed gone astray and urgently need his "Little Daoist Master Bai's" wake-up call.

"You old thief, pretending to be an elephant, you've run into the hands of this Taoist priest today."

"I want to see whether the divine soul techniques of this world are more powerful, or whether my divine swordsmanship is more formidable!"

Just as Bai Cang was pondering what posture to use to kill this "old thief nun" with a single sword strike.

Zen Master Xiaoyue had already struck first, unleashing a palm strike right into the air!

"That cowardly thief doesn't look like a good person at all!"

"Damn it! Take this!"

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