Boom!
Thunder fell, shattering the mountain rock!
A Brocade-Robed Daoist sat atop the mountain, shaking a Thunder Banner while two maidservants attended him with fans.
With a flick of his hand, lightning followed the banner and crashed down, splitting the mountain and scattering the forest. It struck the dozen or so figures below and sent them flying in all directions.
Hu Qiu and Guan Yu of Lihuan Dao were among them!
Before Chen Cuo had attained Longevity, the two had encountered him near Jinzhou City. They had ended up in his hands, their cultivation suppressed, and remained in Hedong, too afraid of him to leave.
Not long ago, however, they had received help from fellow Creation Dao cultivators and found other opportunities. With Chen Cuo having entered the Divine Treasury and left the mortal world, Hu Qiu had finally slipped his bonds. Other members of the Sacred Church had also arrived, and after some twists and turns, they left Hedong to gather in Huainan.
"I've long heard of you Creation Dao fiends. Now that I've seen you, what a disappointment. You can't withstand a single blow! How did you trouble the Central Plains for centuries? Its Immortal Sects truly have fallen far if small fry like you could give them headaches for hundreds of years."
The Daoist swept the Thunder Banner aside and reclined with one leg bent. "By the way, I've encountered fiends three times on this journey, and all of them seemed bound for Huainan. Why is that?" As he finished speaking, he swung the banner again.
Thunder rolled in waves, drawing scream after scream from the cultivators. Hu Qiu's skin split and his flesh tore!
He had already lost nearly all his cultivation and was little different from an ordinary man. Years of tempering had left him