Old Yao's Despair

"What?!"

The sudden appearance of the figure was clearly beyond Ling Ying's expectations.

When he turned around in shock, he saw Xiao Yan's mangled corpse lying on the ground, having been beheaded by the other party.

You deserve to die!!!

Shocked, Ling Ying instantly flew into a rage and, disregarding everything, struck the suddenly appearing dark figure with a palm strike.

Without any chance to resist, or even scream, the body of the black figure that had just killed Xiao Yan exploded in mid-air like a watermelon.

The blood sprayed several meters away, staining all the surrounding flowers, plants, and trees.

Unfortunately, all of this was just for him to vent his anger, because Xiao Yan was already dead beyond any doubt!

"How dare you turn your back on me, the This Emperor! You're utterly courting death!"

A cold shout from behind instantly snapped Ling Ying out of her rage.

In that instant, seeing Xiao Yan, whom her young mistress had repeatedly told her to protect, killed, Ling Ying was completely overwhelmed by anger and fear.

By the time he came to his senses, it was too late...

An irresistible force came from behind, sending Ling Ying flying.

Feeling as if he had been hit by an Ancient Void Dragon, Ling Ying spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling as if his body was about to fall apart.

"Oh no! Run!"

In an instant, only this one thought remained in his mind.

"Shadow Transformation Clone Technique! Escape!"

Just as Han Feng was about to press his advantage, Ling Ying suddenly transformed into countless shadows and fled in all directions, making it impossible for him to discern her true form...

"Hmph! You're lucky you ran fast!"

Ignoring his subordinate who had been crushed by the other party, Han Feng watched the disappearing shadows with an uncertain expression. In the end, he could only snort coldly, then found Xiao Yan's corpse, picked up his head, and flew towards the battlefield of Old Yao and Protector Wu on the other side.

What he didn't know was that amidst the bloodstains where Xiao Yan's head had just been picked up, a piece of Ancient Emperor Jade emitting a strange glow lay quietly...

Through the blood-red light, the strange patterns on the surface of the Ancient Emperor Jade were sometimes bright and sometimes faint, as if they were breathing.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from the side and took the Ancient Emperor Jade in its grasp...

"This... could it be the Tou She Ancient God Jade?"

The owner of this hand, Mo Tang, looked at the Ancient Emperor Jade in his hand and his heart trembled violently.

The thing that the two strongest forces on the Soul Clan and the Gu Clan Continent had been painstakingly searching for was now quietly lying in his hands. This feeling stirred up a storm in Mo Tang's heart.

"This is truly a death knell..."

If people found out that the Tou She Ancient God Jade, which belonged to the Xiao Clan, was in his possession, Mo Tang estimated that he might even be hunted down by a Dou Saint level expert...

Thinking of this, he instantly felt a chill run down his spine!

"Damn! Unless I become a peak Dou Sheng, it's best not to reveal this..."

While quickly placing the Ancient Emperor Jade into his Storage Ring, Mo Tang secretly made up his mind.

Fortunately, the Ancient Emperor Jade itself does not emit any aura, otherwise Xiao Yan would not have been able to wear it on his body without being discovered.

Unless someone brings another Ancient Emperor Jade to Mo Tang, this thing is no different from an ordinary piece of jade, which is why he dares to carry it on his person.

Of course, aside from the unexpected surprise of the Ancient Emperor Jade, Mo Tang's main target now is the two Storage Rings in Xiao Yan's possession.

One of these was the black ring that Old Yao possessed, which Mo Tang dared not touch now, since Old Yao was still alive. So he directly took off the Storage Ring that belonged to Xiao Yan.

"Hehe, the Remnant Map of the Pure Lotus Demonic Fire, the Three Thousand Lightning Movement, the Yin Yang Profound Dragon Pill... and Xiao Yan's Green Lotus Seat and Earth Fire Lotus Seed, now they all belong to me!"

At the Auction, Xiao Yan snatched the Remnant Map of the Pure Lotus Demonic Fire, the Black Skull Tomb acquired the Three Thousand Lightning Movement, and the Heavenly Snake Mansion obtained the Yin Yang Profound Dragon Pill...

In the end, both items were stolen by the Blood Sect, who had been preparing to become bandits.

Blood Sect and Fan Ling never imagined that before they could even enjoy their prey, they would be shot by a hunter who suddenly appeared and die.

But even Xiao Yan, who ultimately became the hunter, couldn't escape Mo Tang's secret schemes. He was suddenly attacked by Han Feng, a hungry tiger, and torn to pieces...

"In the end, won't it all still be mine..."

Squinting at the sky in the distance, now dominated by pale white, pitch black, and sea blue, Mo Tang's smile grew wider and wider...

Instead of paying attention to the three-way battle, Mo Tang went to the side of the manager of the Thousand Medicine Pavilion, who had been crushed by Ling Ying.

Although all that remained on the ground was a bloody mess, Mo Tang still dug out the other person's Storage Ring without any disgust.

It's Storage Ring belonging to a Dou Spirit level expert, so it should contain some good items...

"Breath Concealing Pill? And a Grade 5 Breath Concealing Pill at that? No wonder this guy was able to ambush Xiao Yan right under Ling Ying's nose without being detected. I never expected he possessed such a treasure!"

Mo Tang's eyes lit up immediately, and he was overjoyed.

This level of pill must have been made by Han Feng.

I just didn't expect him to give such a high-grade and precious pill to a Dou Ling subordinate. It must have been a backup plan he arranged in advance.

And it just so happens to come in handy...

"With this, I'm much more confident from now on!"

A glint flashed in Mo Tang's eyes, and he poured out a Brown Pill from the medicine bottle and swallowed it without hesitation.

In an instant, Mo Tang felt that there was no breath emanating from his body, as if he were just a lifeless corpse...

"As expected of Fifth Grade Pill, its effects are indeed powerful!"

After praising it, Mo Tang immediately began running towards the battlefield through the jungle.

Above the sky...

At this moment, Old Yao's condition was very bad. His originally very solid body had become illusory and even appeared somewhat transparent.

Not far from the two, Protector Wu stood suspended in mid-air, a huge Black Light Sphere hovering above his withered palm, within which a faint soul power was condensed...

"Hehehe, Yao Chen, do you see this? This is your disciple's soul. Although it's a bit weak, don't worry, I will take it back to the Soul Hall, and then together with you, refine it into the purest soul power..."

The Old Yao's eyes flickered slightly. He knew that with his current severe injuries, he didn't have much strength left to resist the combined attack of these stinking rats and that traitorous disciple.