All the cultivators were so frightened that they retreated repeatedly.
Some even turned and ran away.
The scene instantly descended into chaos. Seeing this, Jiang Sanzu was overjoyed and busied himself searching for the best escape route.
He had just spotted a path when a furry paw landed on his shoulder.
The claws were small, just enough to cover the only remaining intact piece of skin and flesh.
But Jiang Sanzu was so frightened that his hair stood on end.
He didn't sense Wukong's approach in the slightest.
Moreover, Wukong pressed him down so lightly, yet he felt as if he were carrying a thousand mountains on his back.
They were completely unable to move.
Jiang Sanzu struggled only twice before stopping and standing there with his head hanging low.
I'm not going to struggle anymore; it's pointless.
He was no match for even a half-step immortal like Wukong, let alone the two other immortals eyeing him covetously.
Let's save our energy and see if there's any hope left.
As long as you're alive, there's hope.
After I escape, I must find my two brothers and then wreak havoc on the five continents.
Thinking of this, Jiang Sanzu became calm.
"I'm taking this person away to deal with him. Do you have any objections?" Wukong, tiny as he was, stood in the void, holding Jiang Sanzu by the collar with one hand, and asked.
All the cultivators shook their heads in frustration.
Even someone as powerful as Jiang Sanzu is now as docile as a cat in the hands of that monkey.
They are no match for Jiang Sanzu.
"Let's go then." Wukong pulled Lin Buhuan over from the side and immediately activated the collar's location teleportation.
The cultivators assumed that Wukong and his companions were using a teleportation talisman and didn't think much of it.
It wasn't until someone spoke up: "This is the ancestral home of the Yun family, so why is there not a single member of the Yun family here? Could it be that they were all killed by that devil Jiang Sanzu?"
“Possibly,” someone immediately chimed in, then their eyes gleamed with greed: “In other words, this place is now unclaimed territory.”
"Don't do anything reckless," someone warned.
It wasn't that he wasn't tempted, but the cultivator's death was so gruesome that he was still shaken.
Things may be good, but life is more important.
"If you're cowardly, then step back." The man snorted coldly and was the first to get up and fly towards the main residence of the Yun family.
This is the Yun family's training ground.
Once there's a first, there will naturally be a second, a third...
It was a dense, dark mass, quite a sight.
Yun Xi, who had been hiding in the shadows, shook her head and then dripped blood to activate the Yun family's protective formation.
This is a formation left by the ancestors of the Yun family.
Since the formation was set up, it has only been activated once. This is the second time.
The formation was activated, and the cultivators inside the Yun family were immediately transported outside the Yun family's gate by a powerful force.
All cultivators were forcibly sent out.
The crowd looked at each other.
No one thought that activating the clan protection formation might mean that some members of the Yun family might still be alive.
Instead, they unanimously concluded that there must be treasure in the Yun family's residence.
Even those who were initially hesitant couldn't resist rushing in; first come, first served, and those who arrived later would be left out.
However, how could they possibly break through the protective formation left by the ancestors of the Yun family?
The first batch was directly attacked and severely injured.
They were all curled up on the ground, unable to get up.
They still wouldn't give up.
After several more attempts, they discovered that the Yun family's protective formation was absolutely impregnable.
Moreover, each time they break through the formation, they suffer varying degrees of backlash.
After they were attacked by the backlash, the formation seemed to become even stronger.
In the end, everyone had no choice but to give up.
They have confirmed that the Yun family members are still alive, and it's possible that they are the ones manipulating everything behind the scenes.
But since they're still alive, why don't they stand up?
The Yun family has several experts at the half-step immortal realm, and also has exceptionally talented individuals like Yun Yi and his wife.
Presumably, the strong ones are all dead, leaving only some insignificant members of the Yun family.
Thinking of this, everyone's eyes lit up with excitement again.
The Yun family's Cloud Auction Houses span five continents, and they are filled with all sorts of good stuff.
With no one left in the Yun family, they can barely take care of their clan residence, let alone have time to manage any auction house.
Especially those small auction houses.
The cultivators were all eager to get started and immediately left the Yun family's ancestral home, heading towards the various Yunjian auction branches.
Wukong and his companions returned directly to the gate of the mortal dwelling.
Suddenly, the two characters on the plaque burst forth with golden light, and an overwhelming pressure surged forth.
All of this was focused on Jiang Sanzu.
Jiang Sanzu was already severely injured, and now he coughed up a mouthful of blood, his breath becoming increasingly weak.
Wukong hurriedly stuffed a mouthful of mud into Jiang Sanzu's mouth, then shouted at the top of his lungs, "Sister Tao, we're back."
Even the plaque, written by the owner himself, is something it can't change.
Jiang Sanzu was still vomiting blood.
He was more terrified than he was vomiting blood.
If he had previously only felt a sense of apprehension towards Wukong and his companions, it was merely that he was wary of them.
But this plaque filled him with fear to the core, and he dared not even entertain the thought of resistance.
Before Wukong returned, he asked the Bull Demon King via telepathy.
Knowing that Bai Qingqing had gone out, he dared to shout loudly outside the door.
As soon as Wukong finished speaking, the surging pressure gradually dissipated, and the two characters on the door plaque returned to normal.
Jiang Sanzu was panting heavily, his body covered in cold sweat.
It looked like it had just been pulled out of the water, dripping wet.
"Come in," Yan Xi said calmly.
The courtyard gate opened automatically, and a terrifying atmosphere rushed out of the courtyard.
Jiang Sanzu was so frightened that his soul almost left his body.
A foul odor wafted out instantly.
Wukong frowned in disgust, casually cast a cleansing spell, and threatened, "Hold it in, or you'll regret it..."
Jiang Sanzu finally came to his senses, nodded with difficulty, and then forced a smile that was more like a grimace.
At this moment, he truly regretted it.
I regret it terribly.
When Niu Shanming came to the Jiang family seeking revenge, he should have fled far away since he had already survived by sheer luck.
Why must the child be bewitched by that demon?
"Is everything taken care of?" the peach tree asked, swaying gently.
"Hmm." Wukong nodded: "Everything in Zhongzhou was done by this old bastard. He killed tens of thousands of people in a frenzy. He deserves to die."
"Lord Peach God, those sects and civilians were all killed by this old bastard in league with demons. Their deaths were extremely gruesome. Could you..."
Luo Ci only said half of what she wanted to say; she didn't dare to say the other half.
He was merely a dragon servant.
In the past, I didn't even have many opportunities to speak with the Dragon Lord, let alone Lady Peach God.
Even now, despite the changes that have occurred, he is the only dragon servant left, and he has even met the legendary one.
But he still dared not overstep his bounds.
At this moment, Xingyi flew out of the lotus pond, flicking its tail.
It flew to Luo Ci's side.
"Dragon Lord." Luo Ci had just bowed when Xing Yi lashed out at his face with her tail.
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