Sun Wukong's Woman Cannot Be Touched

Eliminating Yue Feizhong and his group had not taken much effort from Yin Kuang. It was not that they were weak. Yue Feizhong, with late Nascent Soul-stage cultivation, counted as one of the rare powerhouses of the age. Not to mention the five elders and dozens of elite inner disciples. They had simply been unlucky enough to encounter Yin Kuang. Having long learned some intelligence about the Mount Hua Sect from Golden Swallow, he naturally would not foolishly give them the chance to form the "Myriad Flowers Unity Sword Formation." To end the battle as quickly as possible, Yin Kuang had unleashed all of his strength. The moment he struck, a massive dragon's roar erupted. The disciples were instantly shaken until their souls scattered, while the five elders were beheaded by Yin Kuang before they could even react.

Yue Feizhong had fought Yin Kuang for half an hour and exhausted every means at his disposal, only to be defeated in the end. Yin Kuang shattered all the meridians in his body with a single palm strike, and even his primordial spirit was completely dissolved by the Purple Dragon Soul Flame. Thus, when Yin Kuang severed Yue Feizhong's head, he was already utterly dead in body and soul.

"With this, the Mount Hua Sect is in the bag as well." Yin Kuang casually tossed Yue Feizhong's head aside. Yet before it could hit the ground, a long black shadow shot out from the grass. Yin Kuang knew it was a giant snake. This was a fifty-meter-long green serpent with a pair of wings growing from its neck, its appearance fierce and menacing. It swallowed Yue Feizhong's head in one gulp. After devouring it, the green serpent raised its head to look at Yin Kuang, its forked tongue flicking constantly.

Yin Kuang