Yan Yushu's injuries were purely self-inflicted.
Through a communication talisman, Chen Xuan said, "You've eaten enough lately. You'll soon become a Dao Repository grand cultivator, so there's no need to take risks."
Yan Yushu's thoughts came through, filled with fury: "It was my first time encountering cultivators who practiced Sun Qi. Who knew they'd explode after dying? They blasted a pit over a hundred meters wide right where they fell and sent me flying. It was so humiliating. My chest still hurts."
Although Lu Zhuan had left, he had forcibly conscripted quite a few Qi Refining Aristocratic Clans along the way to escort Yan Yushu, including Clan Head Xie and several Dao Repository Realm cultivators. A group of foreign Daoists had charged in, but they hadn't gained the slightest advantage.
The clans had counterattacked fiercely, leaving one Dao Repository Realm Daoist behind. Yan Yushu had tried to eat him, only to be blasted into a sorry, ash-covered mess.
Mountains and Seas Twelve Qi.
Five Elements Qi was the most common, while Yin and Yang Qi were comparatively rare. In the Qi Refining World, there were very few records concerning the Sun and Moonline branches. Yan Yushu had failed to take precautions and suffered a small setback.
Chen Xuan asked, "Have you figured out the attackers' identities?"
He was puzzled. In the territory around Red Crow City, was anyone still bold enough to provoke Yan Yushu?
The Hanging Temple had been defeated and retreated, Green Deer Mountain had withdrawn, and all those tragic incidents had occurred. Were there really still experts reckless enough to snatch food from a tiger's mouth?
"A bunch of mad Daoists whom people hated like dogs hate fleas. Lu Zhuan said they came from Little Azure Heaven, and they're far more sinister than the Hanging Temple."
Yan