The men following behind him also leaped up and swung their swords at the heads of the hydra.
Bian Lang stood still, smiling as he watched everyone.
The two outermost heads of the Hydra suddenly swung past with lightning speed.
Those who were in the air were all knocked away and coughed up blood after landing.
"Didn't you say this snake was dead?" The leader struggled to his feet, his face full of anger.
Bian Lang laughed and said, "It's dead."
Even a blind man could see that this hydra was no inanimate object.
I've heard that Hydra is powerful, but only by fighting it myself can I truly know its strength.
The Hydra only used two of its heads, yet it easily inflicted heavy damage on them; it was truly terrifying.
"Forget it, there's no point in arguing with you small fry. I'll leave once the body is delivered to the mountaintop." Bian Lang said, shaking the Soul-Capturing Bell to urge the Hydra to climb faster.
Although Mount Mazong is high, at the speed of the Hydra, it would only take about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea to climb to the top.
Unable to give chase, the leader had no choice but to send out a signal.
Those on the mountaintop saw the signal and immediately sounded the alarm.
A large number of sword-wielding disciples appeared ahead, but with their strength, they were no match for the Hydra.
The eight heads of the Hydra attacked simultaneously, routing the disciples of Mazong Mountain.
In a short while, we reached the top of the mountain.
There were even more white-robed disciples on the mountaintop, all holding long swords, looking tense, and not daring to step forward.
"Who dares to cause trouble at my Mazong Mountain?" A thunderous roar suddenly echoed from the starry sky.
Those white-robed disciples who had looked fearful all broke into joyful smiles upon hearing this.
"Master is here."
"That's wonderful! When Master emerges from seclusion, he will surely have mastered divine skills."
When they looked at Bian Lang again, their eyes were filled with arrogance, and they were certain that Bian Lang was dead.
Although the voice was majestic, Bian Lang could still tell that the immortal on Mount Mazong was a woman.
Just as a white shadow drifted down in front of the group of disciples, Bian Lang jumped from the snake's head to the ground.
The woman in white had her face veiled, but her eyes, which were clear and beautiful, were visible.
"You dare to come and disrupt my Mazong Mountain's Daoist temple? Which mountain are you from, fellow Daoist?" the woman in white asked in a deep voice.
Bian Lang smiled and said, "I'm just a corpse driver. I was transporting the corpse of this nine-headed serpent to Mazong Mountain, but someone blocked my way, so I had no choice but to force my way up."
"You're saying this snake is dead?" The white-clad woman's tone was exactly the same as the previous disciples.
The hydra stormed up the mountain with imposing ferocity, and no one would believe that it was a dead snake.
Bian Lang waved his hand and took the talismans from the nine heads of the Hydra.
In an instant, the heads that were standing in the air all crashed down.
The hydra lay motionless on the ground.
The woman in white looked surprised and doubtful.
Bian Lang clapped his hands and laughed, "Corpse drivers, of course they have ways to make corpses move. Do you expect us to carry the corpses ourselves on the road?"
"How should I address you, fellow Daoist?" The woman in white could not sense any sign of the hydra's life.
Bian Lang clasped his hands and said, "I am Bian Lang, a corpse driver from the Righteous Fortress."
"Justice Fortress?" The woman in white was quite knowledgeable, but she had never heard of a place called Justice Fortress.
Even the corpse-drivers were hearing about this for the first time tonight.
Bian Lang offered no explanation, but clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Until we meet again."
Watching Bian Lang turn and leave, the woman in white frowned, feeling that all of this was too outrageous.
It should be noted that the Hydra is extremely rare, and even if one can find its trace, killing it is very difficult.
Bian Lang, on the contrary, actually sent such a huge hydra corpse to Mazong Mountain.
What exactly is this guy up to?
On the way down the mountain, the Corpse Brother had already delivered the reward.
[Successfully drove the hydra's corpse to Mazong Mountain, reward: 10,000 years of internal energy.]
[Bonus: Reduces the abstinence period by 100 years.]
Bian Lang was stunned to see that he had directly gained ten thousand years of internal energy.
Including his ten thousand years of cultivation, he now possesses a full hundred thousand years of cultivation.
The contract is about to expire. Is Corpse Brother trying to lure him into renewing it in this way?
Bian Lang felt that he had been underestimated by the Corpse Brother.
After reaching the foot of the mountain, Bian Lang finally managed to find a small inn.
The room was fairly clean, so I was finally able to get a good night's sleep.
But none of the people on Mazong Mountain could sleep tonight.
The next day, Bian Lang wandered around and found that the local food was indeed to his liking.
For this reason, he plans to stay here for a while longer.
People on the mountain have been secretly keeping an eye on Bian Lang.
Bian Lang didn't care at all; he played and ate as he pleased, having a great time.
On the sixth day, the six golden monkeys, accompanied by a group of capable subordinates, appeared near Mount Mazong.
When the disciples of Mazongshan realized this, they were all shocked and could not believe it.
The multi-headed animals almost all live in the Misty Forest.
The multi-headed animal possesses what cultivators need most.
Even capturing one occasionally is very important for a sect.
But those animals stay in the forest and never go out; the only way to catch them is to venture deep into the Misty Forest.
Many monks tried to take the risk, but ended up losing their lives in the Misty Forest.
In recent years, very few people have dared to go to the Misty Forest.
Bian Lang, on the other hand, directly sent the corpse of the Hydra to Mazongshan.
Regardless of the Hydra's status in the Misty Forest, its nine heads alone are enough to prove its rarity.
They haven't touched the hydra's corpse yet, for fear that the animals of the Misty Forest might come looking for it.
As it turns out, their concerns were valid, and this was probably Bian Lang's intention.
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