Chapter 120

She knew that all of this was a scheme to lure King Wu'an into a trap.

This was not a conspiracy, but a calculated move that left King Wu'an with no choice but to willingly fall into the trap.

In fact.

As King Wu'an strode towards Xiao Minghuang, he was already on high alert. His spiritual energy surged rapidly, and a dense evil aura gathered within him. He was ready to strike with lightning speed if things changed, kill Xiao Minghuang, and then flee the scene immediately.

"Damn it! I was so careful, which old geezer saw right through me?!"

As he walked step by step towards us.

A faint, ancient figure could be seen in the shadows of the clouds, yet it revealed no trace of its presence, and no one could detect its existence.

Xiao Minghuang sat cross-legged, his palms pressed together in his lap, a small golden seal clutched in his hand.

As King Wu'an drew closer, Lin Wanqiu quietly pulled Ye Ruoshui and Xu Xiuer back.

Only Wang Jin remained in front of Xiao Minghuang.

The people in the distance, puzzled, asked:

"Weren't you supposed to be healing Princess Xiao? Why have you all stepped back?"

"Perhaps they're making room so that King Wu'an can take action."

A few breaths later.

King Wu'an stopped a foot away from Xiao Minghuang.

Now he understands.

His identity as a heretical cultivator has been completely exposed; this is a trap designed to kill him.

He had witnessed Xiao Minghuang's extraordinary talent firsthand. If allowed to grow unchecked, he might very well become someone comparable to the Sect Master the Spirit Sword Sect.

Sheng Bailan alone has already created so many obstacles for them, causing the Blood Demon Path's plan to be delayed for twenty years. If another genius of similar caliber were to emerge, controlling the Southern Border would become even more difficult.

In an instant, he made his decision.

Princess Ziwei, you must die today!

Suddenly, King Wu'an leaped up, his figure transforming into a cloud of blood mist as he charged towards Xiao Minghuang.

"We've been waiting for you to make your move!"

Xiao Minghuang shouted and suddenly spread her hands. A dazzling golden light suddenly appeared, transforming into a small golden seal that hovered above her head.

A rich golden light, like an inverted bowl, surrounded Xiao Minghuang, protecting her firmly within it.

The eerie blood mist crashed directly into the golden light shield. The evil cultivator immediately felt a tremendous force strike him, as if he had hit a solid wall and was being held back, unable to advance an inch.

At the same time.

A golden light flew out and instantly plunged into the blood mist.

King Wu'an saw that within the golden light was a mysterious talisman; once touched, his evil aura would be greatly suppressed.

"Oh no!"

In an instant.

He realized that Princess Ziwei and the others had been prepared all along, and this move was intended to completely annihilate him!

If he doesn't retreat in time, he'll surely be trapped like a turtle in a jar, and he'll probably perish here today!

Thinking of this, his pupils contracted, and a sense of fear rose in his heart. He circulated his evil energy to its limit, and his body turned into blood mist, instantly disappearing into the earth.

However, that talisman was like a persistent, intractable disease, clinging to him relentlessly!

"Hmph! People of Xia, I will definitely return!"

A faint smell of blood lingered in the air, and Xiao Minghuang dared not relax for a moment, continuing to maintain her vigilance with all her might.

The place where the evil cultivator vanished in a blood mist was left with rotten soil and a bloody, evil aura.

On the ground, specks of golden light flashed, revealing the location of the evil cultivator.

"Trying to leave? You won't escape!"

In the sky, an ancient voice suddenly boomed.

As the sound rang out, a huge golden palm print condensed in the void, carrying overwhelming pressure, and pressed heavily towards the spot where the evil cultivator had just disappeared.

Boom!

The entire earth trembled violently.

Wherever the palm print passed, the earth shattered and dust flew everywhere.

"Ah!"

A scream echoed through the sky, followed by the shockwave that sent the cloud of blood mist crashing to the ground with a thud.

The blood mist transformed into a pool of filthy blood, writhing on the ground before gathering together and reforming into a human form, but no longer resembling the King Wu'an.

The human figure was blurry and indistinct, appearing ferocious and terrifying, and exuding a strong stench of blood.

"Finally, are you going to reveal your true form?"

Xia Hanbing took a step in the void, instantly traversing tens of millions of feet, and descended above the evil cultivator. Although his figure was old, he exuded an extremely terrifying pressure, as if even a trace of his aura could crush a mountain.

"Old man!"

The evil cultivator looked up at Xia Hanbing in the void, his eyes filled with not only fear but also disbelief.

"You survived being poisoned by blood?!"

Xia Hanbing straightened her back, her aged appearance seemed to lessen slightly, and she spoke calmly:

"If I die, how can I suppress you?"

"Once I break through to the Primal Embryo Realm, I will personally visit the Blood Demon Sect to settle old scores!"

Upon hearing this, the evil cultivator suddenly burst into wild laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Overestimating yourself! The Blood Demon Sect is a branch of the Southern Wilderness Blood Demon Path. With Nascent Soul True Person in charge, even the Sect Master your Southern Border's strongest sect Spirit Sword Sect, wouldn't dare say he could break in and out. And you, an old man nearing the end of your lifespan, are you?"

In the sky, Xia Hanbing's expression remained unchanged as she calmly said:

"Whether it works or not, you'll only know by trying, but today, you are doomed to die!"

"Hmph! Even if you kill me, it won't change the overall situation in the slightest. You're nothing but withered bones in a grave!"

The unruly cultivator spoke arrogantly.

Seeing that escape was impossible, he changed his strategy.

He wanted to create as much panic as possible among the cultivators in the Southern Border, making them extremely fearful and paranoid. This would also have some effect.

You talk too much.

A love-hate duo:

Kiana looked at the bounty poster and newspaper in her hand. She wasn't even a pirate, so how did she suddenly become one of the Four Emperors?

Mei sat in the Marshal's seat, watching Akainu giving his report. Something was wrong, very wrong. Shouldn't you be here to take the seat? Why are you being so obedient?!

Orphanage Harem King:

"Boss, the World Government wants to buy weapons manufacturing technology, and Kaido, one of the Four Emperors, wants to buy Devil Fruits. And..."

"Tell them to wait. Bronya doesn't want to see them right now," said Bronya, who had Black Kiana in her left arm and White Kiana Sheen in her right. (The twins are considering whether to join Bronya's harem for some fun.)

Rita's Goose Farming Group:

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Durandal "..."

136. Don't be fooled by the enchanting women of the demonic path.

Xia Hanbing took a step forward, and the entire space seemed to shatter under his foot, making a crisp cracking sound. The evil cultivator immediately felt a powerful pressure descending from the sky, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him.

The evil cultivator's expression changed, and he hurriedly activated his evil energy, condensing a blood seal above his head to block it.

"Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, utterly overestimating one's own strength!"

The words had barely left his mouth.

Xia Hanbing extended his palm, and a huge palm print condensed in the void, slamming down fiercely towards the evil cultivator.

The palm print and the blood seal collided heavily, exploding apart. The blood seal collapsed, turning into countless blood mists that splattered in all directions.

Thump!

The palm print slammed down, sending the evil cultivator flying a hundred meters away. He spat out a mouthful of blood, crashed to the ground, and disintegrated, turning into a pool of filthy black blood.

The blood mist condensed, reforming into a human figure. The evil cultivator's face was filled with madness as he roared:

"Xia Hanbing, your arrogance won't last long. Once my Southern Wilderness army arrives, this tiny Southern Border will be reduced to an abyss!"

"Hmph! You're about to die, and you still dare to be stubborn!"

Xia Hanbing snorted coldly, stretched out his right hand, which instantly transformed into a gigantic hand that blotted out the sky, and grasped the Blood Shadow in his hand.

"Town!"

As he spoke, a golden bell the size of a palm flew out, trapping the blood shadow inside, and then flew back into his sleeve.

Upon witnessing this scene, everyone present was filled with shock.

"This mysterious evil cultivator was at least at the Spirit Seed Realm, yet Xia Hanbing suppressed him so easily?"

"Although Xia Hanbing's cultivation level is higher, they are still within the same major realm. The evil cultivator didn't even have the power to fight back. Xia Hanbing's strength is truly formidable!"

"Within the Southern Border, no one is a match for Xia Hanbing unless Nascent Soul True Person appears!"

Just as everyone was surprised...

Seeing the Blood Shadow suppressed, Xu Xiuer's face was full of complex emotions.

She never imagined that her grandfather would be possessed by an evil cultivator without anyone noticing.

Now that the evil cultivator has been defeated, where is her grandfather?

In the sky, Xia Hanbing flashed and landed on the ground.

With a flick of his sleeve, a mangled body flew out and landed flat on a clean boulder.

Upon seeing this, Xu Xiuer quickly ran over.

Xiao Minghuang and the others also started walking.

"King Wu'an was harmed by an evil cultivator. Although his spirit remains, his physical body is severely injured. In addition, evil energy has entered his body, so it is unlikely that his cultivation will make any further progress in this life."

Xia Hanbing sighed softly and spoke.

"What? Ah..."

When the King Wu'an awoke from his coma and heard these words, he immediately fainted again.

Upon seeing this, Xu Xiuer was taken aback, and her eyes reddened.

"Grandfather!"

Seeing the King Wu'an was like a candle flickering in the wind, barely breathing, and Xu Xiuer weeping bitterly, Xiao Minghuang frowned slightly, turned to look at Xia Hanbing, and asked:

"Old Ancestor, is there any way to cure King Wu'an's illness?"

Whether King Wu'an lived or died was none of her business, but seeing Xu Xiuer crying so sadly, she felt a pang of pity.