"You deserve to die." Ma Hehua looked at him with a gloomy face, her words chilling.
Ma Lihua's greatsword was not put away; it kept dangling in front of him.
Old Yang was scared, but he stubbornly insisted on sticking his tongue out.
"She brought this on herself. She's a vain woman who only wants my family fortune. I can't stand women like that. She deserves to die." Old Man Yang became more and more agitated as he spoke.
Ma Hehua thought he made sense. "Mother, it's not his fault!"
Ma Linghua raised her hand and slapped her on the head.
"Smack!"
It was exceptionally loud.
"Mom, why did you hit me?" Ma Hehua asked, feeling a little aggrieved.
"You talk too much, shut up." She looked at Ma Hehua with a hint of exasperation.
How could she not know Xiao Feng's temperament? But her crime didn't warrant death!
This old man doesn't look like a good person at all. No, that's not right. He's not even a living person.
"Pear Blossom, can this place of gathering yin energy be broken?" Ma Linghua asked with a furrowed brow.
"I can't break it. If I use too much force, my power will cause a chain reaction, such as volcanic eruptions, tsunamis, earthquakes, and other natural disasters." She always creates a barrier when she makes a move, but this time her divine power is not enough to create a large barrier. The evil energy in this community is too great, and the area is too wide, including the living area of normal people. She has no mana to support her.
"Sigh! If it can't be, it can't be! We're not saviors, someone will always come to the rescue." Ma Linghua sighed.
Then she changed the subject, "Although we can't be saviors, we still have to kill this scourge."
Old Man Yang immediately sensed something was wrong. If he had known that bitch had such a powerful backer, he would have spared her life no matter what! Now, he was in deep trouble.
"Lotus, guard the door, don't let him get away."
"Alright, Mother!" Ma Hehua stood in front of the door with lightning speed. Thinking it might be too risky, she immediately set up a barrier. Still not sure enough, she drew her broadsword from her waist.
Old Man Yang: "………………"
There's no need for that. Can he fly all by himself?
Ma Lihua approached him step by step, and he was terrified. Just as she was about to reach him, he hurriedly said, "If you kill me, aren't you afraid of the vengeance of the Light Cult? Let me tell you, I'm a group leader, you can't kill me..."
"Tear!"
The greatsword pierced right through his body, and he stared at Ma Lihua in disbelief.
"The Church of Light is nothing. If they dare to come, I'll make sure they don't leave alive. My Ma family isn't easily intimidated." Ma Linghua's eyes were full of disdain for the Church of Light.
Then, Old Man Yang transformed into a shower of golden light and vanished into the world.
"The Church of Light, what exactly is this evil cult plotting? Not only are they collecting Yin energy everywhere, but they're also collecting Qi (luck/fortune)." Ma Linghua pondered. Right now, the Church of Light seems unrelated to them, but what about the future?
After Old Man Yang passed away, a sign of the Church of Light exploded, and a man wearing a skull mask rushed forward to check it.
"That's it... It seems we'll have to send someone else. Assimilating living people is too costly, so let's send another person!"
When Cha Siu Bao received the news, he was overjoyed. Once he got there, he would have to find a way to get rid of the Brightness Cult. Remembering what Ma Linghua had said, he thought it made sense and it would be best to get away as soon as possible.
The three members of the Ma family left the residential area, which disappeared into the mist behind them. At that moment, thunder roared in the sky, and dark clouds covered the entire Jiangcheng. It seemed that a storm was about to hit.
"Why is it pouring rain during the Lunar New Year?" Ma Hehua was annoyed.
It's 7 PM now, and the three of them went into a shopping mall.
A torrential downpour began outside, the sky was terrifyingly dark, and lightning flashed like fiery snakes, streaking everywhere.
Ma Lihua looked at the lightning in the sky, her mind wandering.
Deep within the Ailao Mountains, a thick cloud blanketed the area, making the entire forest feel suffocated.
In this solemn atmosphere, a black dragon coiled in mid-air, its enormous body stirring up the wind and clouds, causing the heavens and earth to change color.
The black dragon's scales, which should have shimmered with a cold luster, now appeared pitted and uneven, as if they were scars left from countless fierce battles.
The edges of each scale were jagged, and in some places they had even fallen off, exposing the dark red muscle underneath, which was shocking to behold.
The ground was covered in black blood, and the thick liquid gathered into streams that meandered down the hillside.
Blood dripped onto the rocks, making a "drip-drip" sound that was particularly clear in the silent mountain forest, as if it were a countdown to death.
Wherever the black blood touched, vegetation withered instantly, and the land was stained black, as if cursed.
Thunder roared in the sky, like the booming of war drums, shaking every inch of the air.
Streaks of lightning tore through the clouds, like silver serpents dancing wildly, closing in on the black dragon. The flashes of lightning illuminated the black dragon's ferocious face, its enormous eyes filled with disdain and an indomitable flame.
The wind howled, making the black dragon's whiskers dance.
It opened its gaping maw and let out a deafening roar that echoed through the valley, causing rocks to crack and trees to fall.
The roar was filled with pain and forbearance; the rules of this world were about to punish him.
As the lightning drew closer, the black dragon's body began to tremble, but it remained calm as it circled in the air, its massive form defying the impending divine punishment.
It swung its enormous tail, stirring up gusts of wind to block the merciless lightning.
Each bolt of lightning left a deep wound on the black dragon's body.
Sparks flew, smoke billowed, and the black dragon's agonizing howl echoed through the sky.
However, it did not back down; instead, it twisted its body even more frantically, charging towards the lightning in the sky.
In this fierce confrontation, the Ailao Mountains also fell into chaos.
Sand and stones flew, mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, turning the once peaceful forest into an apocalyptic scene.
The monsters scattered in all directions, and the insects screamed in terror, as if the end of the world had come.
But the black dragon persisted; though its power was gradually weakening, its will grew stronger.
Shangguan Wenyan knew that this was a contest of strength; he either had to overcome this divine punishment or submit to it.
Finally, as the last bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, Shangguan Wenyan used half his strength to unleash a domineering roar.
Its body began to fall from the sky, like a mountain peak, crashing heavily to the ground, stirring up a shower of water droplets and pebbles.
The Ailao Mountains returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.
Only the black blood and the pitted scales on the ground bear witness to the thrilling battle that had just taken place.
A black dragon was seen frantically scraping its own scales, its face cold and ruthless. Its claws scraped like it was scraping fish scales, and its body looked horribly mangled, but it did not stop for a moment.
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