The gray-robed Taoist threw a crumpled piece of purple paper in front of Shen Zhao and said in a hoarse voice, "Simple, write your birth date and time on this paper and let me see your recent fortune."
Shen Zhao glanced at the paper and smiled slightly: "Strange, don't fortune tellers usually use yellow or white paper? This is the first time I've seen purple paper."
The gray-robed Taoist laughed and said, "So those you've met are all charlatans who make a living by extorting money, while those who can truly glimpse the secrets of heaven are rare and hard to find."
"Hehe, it seems you're quite confident in your abilities?"
"I've lived for 130 years. I can't speak for other things, but I've never been wrong about this divination."
"Is that so? Perhaps you've misjudged me today."
"Then please ask your friend to write down your birth date and time."
Without saying a word, Shen Zhao picked up a brush and wrote his birth date and time on the purple talisman.
"Alright, let's settle this. How can I avert this bloodshed?"
"hehe."
The gray-robed Taoist took the purple talisman, glanced at it casually, and then revealed a set of jet-black teeth.
"Don't worry, this old Taoist priest will help you get rid of this trouble. Please don't struggle later."
The next moment, a red light suddenly flashed in the gray-robed Taoist's withered eyes.
The purple talisman in his hand instantly transformed into a ball of dark blue flame, which then turned into endless ash and scattered in all directions.
At the same moment, a sinister hand covered in sharp claws slowly descended from above Shen Zhao's head.
Shen Zhao, however, seemed oblivious to this and remained standing there, dazed.
"Anyone who dares to obstruct my grand plan for the eternal ages of the Nine Netherworlds must die!"
The gray-robed Taoist immediately shook the Soul-Capturing Bell placed on the corner of the table.
The moment the bell rang, time seemed to stand still, the scene before Shen Zhao's eyes began to distort, and he gradually closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, the atmosphere around him was eerie, and he couldn't see his own hand in front of his face. He had obviously been pulled into a deep consciousness space by the gray-robed Taoist using a special secret method.
Suddenly, Shen Zhao heard a strange "hehehe" laugh.
"There are fresh ingredients again. Don't resist, don't struggle. Let me obediently enjoy this feast of flesh and blood, hahaha."
As the eerie laughter drew near, Shen Zhao remained unmoved.
Feeling the chilling wind sweeping across his face, carrying an eerie and malevolent aura, he was silently calculating something.
"Heh heh heh, who do we think you are? Mere ants and mortals, daring to disrupt the grand plan of the Nine Netherworlds for eternity?"
The mocking voices were incessant. Shen Zhao clearly felt that his opponent's speed had increased significantly compared to before, and the next moment should be the time for an attack.
"die!"
The killing intent was palpable, almost within reach.
Just before the strange man's evil blade was about to pierce Shen Zhao, he finally moved.
"Crack!"
Bang!
Cluck~
A crisp fist slammed into the monster, making a sound like bones breaking.
"Pfft~"
The strange man immediately disappeared into the shadows, exclaiming in shock, "How is this possible? How could you have known where I was?"
Shen Zhao scoffed: "So you're the masterminds I've been looking for. That explains everything."
Besides, what can mere illusionary magic do to me?
"You actually knew this was a Netherworld Illusion Technique?"
"Are you coming out on your own, or should I give you a ride?"
"Ha, do you think such a low-level intimidation tactic will work on me?"
Despite his strange words, the man immediately disappeared into the deeper darkness.
Shen Zhao took a deep breath and then said, "Since you are unwilling to show yourself, then die in the shadows."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Southern Bright Fire erupted, instantly dispelling the eerie darkness and enveloping the consciousness space in a blue light and shadow.
"Three-Point Divine Finger - Urgent Need!"
A finger pierces the sky, carrying boundless and vast primordial energy, tearing through the space of consciousness, and rushing straight into the depths of darkness.
Ah~
A scream rang out, and a pool of dark green blood spilled into the space of consciousness.
At the same time, in a corner of Yanhuang City, a middle-aged Taoist priest in black robes who was meditating suddenly opened his eyes. The next moment, a finger force pierced through his brow, and he fell to the ground without a sound, instantly becoming silent.
He died with his eyes wide open and his face full of disbelief.
At this moment, the gray-robed Taoist who activated the Soul-Capturing Bell also felt a tightness in his heart and looked at Shen Zhao with disbelief.
"He can actually break through reality and kill physical entities in the realm of consciousness? This kid is indeed extraordinary; he must not be allowed to live."
Thinking of this, he activated the Soul-Capturing Bell again.
The giant claw that had been slowly descending in mid-air accelerated its speed again, urged on by the sound of the bell.
but……
Within the realm of consciousness, Shen Zhao, realizing he had not yet returned to reality, decisively launched another attack.
"How long can such a mere illusion trap me? You have once again driven yourselves to the brink of destruction, Nine Netherworlds."
Thinking of this, he focused his energy in his dantian, and the ground beneath his feet immediately cracked.
With a sudden roar, a majestic golden lion appeared around Shen Zhao's body, both in the realm of consciousness and in reality.
"Roar~"
The lion's roar dispels evil, its soaring cry shaking the heavens and the world.
The descending giant claw instantly shattered along with the illusion of consciousness, leaving no trace.
"Pfft~"
The gray-robed Taoist priest immediately suffered a huge backlash, blood seeping from his seven orifices, and he was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into a wall.
"The Fearless Lion's Roar Seal... Could it be him? Oh no, this person is the Nine Nether Calamity the High Priest spoke of. We must leave immediately."
With a single move of the Fearless Lion's Roar Seal, the gray-robed Taoist recognized his opponent's identity and, in a panic, decisively prepared to escape.
"Can they get away?"
Without saying a word, Shen Zhao caught up and slapped him to the ground with a "crack," instantly knocking the gray-robed Taoist's two front teeth out.
"Who...who exactly are you?"
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