Goodbye, Master; The Plan Begins

Rogue Cultivator Dong Sanchuan's face lit up with a flicker of delight.

"Could this be a natural illusion realm?"

Joy instantly filled his heart, and he moved to act.

A magical artifact appeared in his hand—a flying dagger.

Just as he was about to unleash it, a blackish-red aura spread through the air around him.

The aura was incomparably swift, sealing off the cave in the blink of an eye.

Dong Sanchuan's heart jolted, and he cried inwardly, Not good!

"Danger!"

He abruptly swung the blade in his hand. Blazing blade-light whirled fiercely as it slashed toward the exit.

Clearly, he wanted to break through the encirclement and escape alive.

But unfortunately, the dazzling blade-light released by his flying dagger was rapidly worn away within the blackish-red mist.

The flying dagger itself was completely swallowed by the blackish-red fog as well.

Clang.

The sound of metal striking metal rang out as the flying dagger fell straight to the ground.

It rolled about, its spiritual glow fading as it rapidly corroded away within the blackish-red mist.

Dong Sanchuan's eyes nearly split with rage. This was the most powerful magical artifact he possessed; with it, he had escaped danger countless times.

"This pains me to death!" Heart-wrenching anguish burst from Dong Sanchuan's mouth.

Though he was overcome with grief, his movements did not pause in the slightest.

A dim azure radiance spread from his body, transforming into the phantom of a great azure bell that directly covered the surrounding area.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle.

Fierce sizzling rang out without end as the blackish-red radiance eroded the azure great bell.

This was Dong Sanchuan's most powerful spell—Clear Serenity Divine Bell Shield.

Yet the divine bell's radiance was swiftly dimming as well, countless blackish-red marks appearing across its surface.

Dong Sanchuan rushed outward, his face