In the Forbidden Palace of the Capital City, Daoist Baisun was cultivating in seclusion, thick Black Mist swirling around him.
Suddenly, he snapped his eyes open, looked toward the door, and shouted, "Who goes there?"
Ye Wudao stood atop Daoist Baisun's residence and sneered. "Daoist Baisun, long time no see!"
Daoist Baisun teleported outside in an instant. When he saw Ye Wudao, he froze for a moment.
Then he burst into laughter. "Who did I think it was? So it's you, you wet-behind-the-ears brat!"
"What? You hid for over half a year, but couldn't keep hiding, so you came to die?"
"What a pity. I have a body now, so I can't possess you for the time being!"
"But don't worry. I'll cripple you and lock you away. Once I can possess someone again, I'll take over your body."
"Don't worry. I'll ascend to the Spirit Realm with your body and make it renowned throughout the entire Spirit Realm!"
Ye Wudao looked at Daoist Baisun as though he were an idiot.
He raised a hand, and a gigantic golden palm came crashing down upon Daoist Baisun.
Daoist Baisun did not react in time. By the time he did, it was already too late.
"Heavenly Demon Palm!"
With a roar, a gigantic black palm shot into the sky.
Boom...
The golden palm collided with the black palm, and thunderous rumbling instantly exploded across the heavens.
Then, the black palm dispersed inch by inch, its Black Mist scattering in an instant.
The enormous golden palm smashed down viciously toward Daoist Baisun.
Pfft...
Daoist Baisun spat out a mouthful of blood. His flesh was torn apart, and his entire body was drenched in blood.
Perhaps because of his cultivation technique, even the blood flowing from him carried a trace of black.
Daoist Baisun