Yue Tong came up to Liu Qi and asked, "Sister, are you okay?"
Liu Qi shook his head and said, "I'm fine. Can you help me check on my master? He seems to be seriously injured."
When Yue Tong walked over and saw the person lying on the ground, he was stunned for a moment, but then he became excited. He squatted down to feel Lin Bo's pulse, and then said happily, "Master, one of the people we saved is seriously injured. He can help me test my elixir this time."
Liu Qi was stunned. What elixir?
The young man was at a loss whether to laugh or cry when he heard this. His apprentice was just that stubborn.
Shen Qiongying didn't want to talk to them any more, so he asked directly, "Who are you?"
The young man waved his hand. "Chen Qiongying began practicing at the age of five, ascended to immortality at the age of eighteen, and was invincible in the divine realm at the age of one hundred. At the age of three hundred, he was personally named the Holy Lord of War by the Emperor of Heaven. At the age of five hundred, there was a great war between gods and demons. Because he was no match for Yan Bitian, he relied on the power of the gods and perished together with Yan Bitian in that war. Am I right, God of War---Sir?"
Shen Qiongying's body trembled, his eyes full of panic. "Who are you?"
The young man continued to shake his head pitifully, "What a pity..."
"When you died, your spirit was shattered, and a wisp of your soul entered the defenseless Tongtian Realm. Then, you relied on deceiving those cultivators to sign contracts with you to improve and nourish their own spirits. However, those who signed the contracts with you did not know that if they signed the contract, their cultivation would be used by you in the future. Is that right, Lord War God......"
The young man spoke word by word, but Shen Qiongying's heart was in turmoil. He was not afraid of others knowing his affairs, but he was afraid that the person who knew it was more capable than himself.
Chen Qiongying smiled sinisterly and cunningly, "What do you know!"
"Of course I don't understand. I guess you want to be among the immortals again and become that invincible god of war again, right?"
Others don't understand Chen Qiongying, but the young man knows him too well. To describe Chen Qiongying, he must be arrogant, conceited, hypocritical, cruel, and two-faced... But he always pretends to be an upright gentleman in front of outsiders.
"Haha, so what if you know? What can you do to me?"
"I can't stand you, but your other two pets probably don't feel so well..."
"What did you do to them!!!" Shen Qiongying asked angrily, "What on earth did you do!"
The young man played with a strand of hair on his chest and said in surprise, "I didn't do anything. I just gave it as a gift."
In fact, it was not his fault. He encountered those two creatures when he was out, so he caught them and threw them to those human monks. He even told them how to kill them.
Chen Qiongying was so angry that his chest hurt. He had worked hard for tens of thousands of years to cultivate two of his human snakes, for a total of three. Now the man in front of him had actually captured his human snake. If his soul was unstable in the future, he would not have more cultivators' souls to help stabilize it. He looked at the man with a sinister look in his eyes, "You, damn it!"
The young man said in a calm and unyielding tone, "No, no, no, it's not up to you to decide whether I should die or not." Then he flicked his sleeves and a thick fog rose up. Shen Qiongying only felt a gust of wind passing by. Then he blew away the thick fog. The opposite side was empty. His red eyes were about to burst. "Good, very good, you dare to go against me, Shen Qiongying, I will kill you even if I have to dig three feet into the ground!"
After Chen Qiongying vented his dissatisfaction, he could only leave angrily.
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