"How could this be?"
Senluo Wu's heart churned like rivers and seas overturned. He simply could not believe what was happening before his eyes.
Zhou You and Cao Wudang had no connection whatsoever; it could even be said that they did not know each other at all. Why had they colluded to ambush him?
What he found even harder to accept was that Zhou You had not only seen through his trap, but had turned the tables and plotted against him.
"Netherworld Chariot!"
Amid Cao Wudang's thunderous shout, the bronze carriage raised the grotesque upper body of its bewitching creature. As it howled and struggled, vast clouds of gray vapor spilled forth.
In the blink of an eye, the gray vapor filled the space, forcibly dragging Senluo Wu into the Netherworld Chariot's domain.
The veins on Cao Wudang's forehead and neck bulged. Clearly, he was channeling Blood Qi energy beyond his own limits. Even with the aid of the Calamity Bewitching Treasure, ambushing a Strong Martial Third Heaven expert was far too great a burden for him.
His fate had truly been full of twists and turns.
The Prefectural City Hate Hegemon, Wei Nan Cao Wudang, had originally stood on equal footing. But ever since Hate Hegemon advanced into the Strong Martial realm, Cao Wudang had been left far behind, forced to bear pressure from every side.
He had intended to go into seclusion and make a breakthrough, only for unexpected disasters to come one after another. First, a woman of his clan was abducted, drawing him into the battle that destroyed the Myriad Poisons Secret Workshop. Then the shamans launched an invasion war of even greater scale.
The Golden Immortal Path stirred the winds and summoned the rain from behind the scenes. Its shadow blanketed the six northern provinces