"Damn it, what are you trying to do?!"
Long Zhenliang sensed that something was terribly wrong. Panic filled his face as he staggered back repeatedly.
Yet the two direct-lineage clansmen pressed forward step by step, giving him no chance to summon the Earth Vein Carriage and withdraw from the trial.
Seeing this scene, a chill immediately rose in Long Zhenliang's heart. He frantically pulled out all manner of talismans and single-use magic treasures from his Storage Bag, barely managing to hold the two of them back.
However, just as he was about to use an escape technique to flee, an enormous force suddenly struck him in the back.
With a sharp crack, Long Zhenliang's body bent forward in a huge arc as blood sprayed wildly from his mouth.
"Hmph! Take him back!"
The next moment, Wu Liang appeared nearby. With a beckoning gesture, he recalled the Blood King Halberd to his hand and coldly called out as he watched Long Zhenliang fall toward the ground.
About half a shichen later, Long Zhenliang was brought to an oasis.
A formation had been set up in the oasis lake. Several branch-lineage clansmen familiar to him were soaking limply in the water, with only the parts of their bodies above their chests exposed.
Sensing that the direct-lineage clansman escorting him intended to toss him straight in, Long Zhenliang said with difficulty, "Wait, I want to see Long Dong. Take me to see him!"
"Do you think Brother Dong is someone you can see whenever you want? Get down there!"
The direct-lineage clansman snorted coldly and released his grip.
Soon, a splash was heard, and Long Zhenliang vanished beneath the surface.
Yet only a few breaths later, the formation caused him to float back up. Gentle Spiritual Qi slowly gathered around him, healing his