As Liu Xue stepped through the stone gate, she saw that the huge stone hall in the distance was already surrounded by disciples of the Beast Taming Sect and the Myriad Wonders Sect.
Above the stone hall stood a burly middle-aged man dressed in an animal-patterned robe, holding a bronze staff in his hand.
On the other side stood a woman in a white dress, with outstanding beauty, carrying an ancient sword on her back.
"This hall is enveloped by a magic array!"
"Could it be that the old ghost isn't dead?" The middle-aged man frowned and said.
"Break the formation first!"
"As for whether they're dead or not, we'll find out once we go in!" the young woman said.
"Hmm." The man nodded, then swung his bronze cudgel and smashed it down.
A whooshing sound rang out, and countless shadowy staffs materialized, each containing immense power, and crashed down.
"Buzz!" A blinding yellow light suddenly shone, and then a huge light shield appeared, enveloping the hall.
Above the light shield, huge runes flickered incessantly, appearing extremely mysterious.
"Boom boom boom boom boom..." The shadow of the stick struck the ground, producing a series of deafening sounds.
A series of extremely powerful rebounding forces smashed the shadow of the stick that had struck it, causing it to disappear completely.
"Boom." The copper rod slammed into it, but was bounced back by a spring-like force.
"What a powerful protective array!" This scene startled the man.
With a loud roar, two streams of power poured into the staff, which immediately shone with a dazzling golden light.
"Whoosh!" He swung it high and slammed it down again.
"Boom boom boom!!" This time, the conjured staff shadows were even more powerful and terrifying than before!
It slammed into the magic circle, producing a series of muffled thuds.
The rebounding forces were crushed into fragments and disappeared by the accompanying power.
"Crack, crack, crack..." The huge runes shattered one after another and disappeared.
As the number of runes decreased, the light of the magic circle gradually dimmed.
"Bang." The copper rod struck it again, and a crack immediately appeared, which quickly spread out.
"Haha, one more blow and this magic array will be destroyed!" The man laughed excitedly.
"Sect Master is mighty! Sect Master is mighty! Sect Master is mighty!" The disciples of the Beast Taming Sect cheered loudly.
"Who's making such a racket?" At that moment, an old voice came from inside the hall.
Although it's not big, it's incredibly imposing.
The disciples of the Beast Taming Sect and the Myriad Wonders Sect felt as if a mountain was weighing on their backs, and they knelt down on the ground with a thud.
"I never expected you old ghost to still be alive." A protective shield appeared around the man and woman high in the sky, blocking the power of their voices. He sneered as he spoke.
"Looks like someone wants me dead!" A soft sigh came from behind.
"You came here because of this region?" he asked again.
"That's right."
"This is a treasure land, with abundant spiritual energy, enough for us to cultivate for hundreds of years!"
"Rumors in the cultivation world say you died three months ago after failing to break through your cultivation barrier!"
“We plan to take over this territory to avoid wasting it!” the man sneered.
"Three months ago, I did fail to pass the test!"
"The body sustained some damage!"
"But he's still a little too early to die!"
"This territory is left to my disciples!"
"Why would I give it to you!" the voice sneered.
"As far as we know, all your disciples have gone down the mountain."
"As for when we'll be back, that's still unknown!"
"Instead of leaving it idle, why not hand it over to us!"
"What do you think?" the man said with a smile.
"You're dreaming!"
"State your name!"
"No nameless bastards die in my hands," the voice said.
"I am Yang Wanshan, the leader of the Beast Taming Sect." Yang Wanshan sneered.
"Your voice sounds extremely weak!"
"Although he didn't die!"
"They're probably seriously injured too!"
"How do you plan to fight us!"
"Don't struggle anymore!"
"Otherwise, if you anger me, you'll be reduced to ashes."
"Heh, you think you can take it?"
"Although I'm a bit weak, killing you is still a piece of cake!" The voice revealed a hint of disdain.
"Yang Wanshan!"
"I haven't heard of him; he must be a junior!"
"I only know Hu Potian from the Beast Taming Sect!"
"Master Hu is the third-generation master of the Beast Taming Sect, and he is my grandfather's generation!" Yang Wanshan said.
"Ten years ago, it was already disbanded and extinct!"
"Understood!"
"Accept death!" The voice disappeared, and a huge, golden hand appeared from the sky and grabbed out.
Yang Wanshan poured all his strength into the staff and swung it to strike!
"Clang!" The stick struck the golden palm with a muffled thud, making Yang Wanshan's arm go numb and causing blood to flow from his tiger's mouth.
"A physical hand!!" He was immediately taken aback.
"This old ghost's Qi Condensation Technique has probably reached its peak!"
"Such a hard palm, this is troublesome!"
"Swoosh!" The large hand grabbed him again, pulling him into its grasp and closing its five fingers.
"Crack! Crack!" His body immediately deformed, and blood spurted from his seven orifices.
"Hold your hand, let's talk this out!" Yang Wanshan struggled desperately, but he couldn't break free from the grasp. Crackling sounds rang out as one bone after another broke in his body. Only then did he become afraid, his arrogance vanished, and he quickly said.
"Crack! Crack!" The other party ignored it and continued to exert force with their five fingers.
In a short time, all the bones in his body broke, piercing through his body and leaving him riddled with holes.
"Fellow Daoist Han, save me!!" Yang Wanshan cried out urgently to the young woman opposite him.
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