The First Victory! Sooner or Later, We'll Settle This Score with the Xie Household!
Just now, with a thought, he silently moved hundreds of feet to the side and landed in the shadows of another alley.
Almost simultaneously, the head of the Buddha statue in the temple turned in his direction by an extremely subtle angle.
Yu Tunzhou looked up and saw a gilded Buddha statue sitting at the top of the temple, its cold metallic luster shining in the night. The Buddha's head was slightly lowered and its eyes were half-closed. It should have been a compassionate posture looking down on all living beings, but it made him feel a little uncomfortable.
That lingering, venomous feeling of being watched came from this Buddha statue.
Speaking of which...
When he descended upon the Turbid Kingdom not long ago, he attracted the attention of Heavenly Dao.
At that time, the Heavenly Dao descended upon the place, using the Buddha statues in the temple as its "eyes."
"Has the Heavenly Dao of this world been corrupted by the Annihilation of Mietian?"
"Very likely," Huntian said solemnly. "This person most likely follows the path of Incense and Fire Prayer Power, weaving an invisible net with it. Throughout the entire Turbid Kingdom, any temple he has bestowed a title upon can monitor all directions on his behalf. You are an outsider, your aura is inherently incompatible with this world. Stepping in is like a spark falling on a black cloth; it's hard not to notice you."
"Then we can't infiltrate."
Yu Tunzhou nodded, no longer avoiding the way, and walked to the entrance of the hall where the Golden Body Buddha statue was enshrined.
"A few hours ago, the [Mind Aspect Temple] was in a similar situation, except that old monk interfered."
"In that case, it does seem so," Huntian mused. "It seems that Venerable Rahula most likely didn't perish, but rather encountered a significant problem."
How so?
During the exchange, Yu Tunzhou crossed the threshold and entered the main hall.
As his foot landed, the Buddha statue in front of him fully opened its half-closed eyes, a faint smile curving its lips as if it were smiling at him. Combined with the flickering candlelight around it, the scene was undeniably eerie.
"This world exists in dependence on His Great Dao. After His death and the dissipation of His Dao, even if this world does not perish along with Him, the Heavenly Dao contained within it will certainly cease to exist."
The Yu Tunzhou— it was obvious.
"Judging from this, it's highly likely that this 'Mietian' has mastered the method of eroding the Heavenly Dao, and wants to use it to break through the limits of heaven and earth. If he succeeds, what will be the final outcome?"
"Ascension." Hun Heavenly Dao said, "The Inner Heaven and Earth Immortals and Gods also belongs to the lower realm. If the limits are broken, the world cannot contain it. The best outcome is to be attracted by the main world centered on the Central Plains, and then ascend."
"Can't we stay in our original world?"
"By lowering one's own rank, one can remain there, but how could someone who can reach the end of a realm not go to see higher places?"
Yu Tunzhou nodded in agreement.
A powerful individual who can reach the pinnacle of a particular realm is unlikely to remain confined to that place.
As he discussed with Huntian, he walked to the center of the temple. The night wind blew in through the gate, causing the candlelight to crackle and flicker. The shadows of the Buddha statues on the wall also twisted and undulated, gradually stretching out long, resembling a giant beast ready to devour its prey.
Just then, Yu Tunzhou noticed that the Buddha's shadow on the wall was slowly straightening its back and stretching its shoulders, as if it were about to get up from the altar.
But upon closer inspection, the Buddha statue on the platform remained seated on its lotus pedestal, its eyes open, staring at him, without making any actual movement.
Yu Tunzhou stood in the center of the temple, closed his eyes, and carefully felt the atmosphere.
"The aura is similar to the previous descent of the Heavenly Dao, but it's mixed with too much worldly dust and impurities, and it's much weaker."
He opened his eyes and muttered to himself.
On the wall, the Buddha's reflection had fully risen and walked in front of him, a Buddha's hand slowly rising to grab his head.
The Buddha statues on the altar remained completely still, one real and one illusory, creating an extremely eerie scene.
Yu Tunzhou stared at the shadow of the Buddha statue on the wall, wondering if, if he were truly caught, this attack would be materialized or targeted at his Primordial Spirit.
He just didn't have the habit of experimenting on himself.
As Yu Tunzhou stepped down, the entire temple trembled violently, as if the earth had turned upside down. The Buddha statues swayed, and the Buddha shadows on the walls seemed to lose their balance and topple over.
Immediately afterwards, he raised his right fist and threw a punch. His Limitless Gang Qi as fierce as a dragon. The punch was aimed at the Buddha statue on the altar, but it was blocked by something.
An invisible yet massive barrier stood between him and the Buddha statue. The punch seemed to have struck a part of heaven and earth, generating an astonishing recoil that forced him to take a half-step back.
"The power of incense offerings?"
Yu Tunzhou instantly discerned the source of the barrier and couldn't help but wonder how much incense offerings Mietian had collected over the years, and where they had been used.
"It's a pity it's not Golden Body forged from the power of incense offerings, just a mere barrier. I'd like to see how many punches you can withstand."
He took another step forward and threw a punch.
A piercing sound came from ahead. With just the second punch, the invisible barrier exceeded its limit and shattered!
The Buddha statue's reflection on the wall seemed enraged, its palms reaching out to grab the Yu Tunzhou.
Yu Tunzhou, his expression indifferent, stepped forward and delivered a solid third punch to the Buddha statue's heart.
Crack--
A dull, low rumble erupted from within the Buddha statue. Cracks began to appear on the gilded Buddha's body from its heart, and spiderwebs instantly covered its entire surface. The golden light in the Buddha's eyes flickered violently, emitting a silent, piercing shriek at the level of the Primordial Spirit.
The incense in the courtyard suddenly turned upside down, the oil lamps went out with a "poof," and the temperature in the entire temple instantly dropped several degrees.
Despite the terrifying impact of the Primordial Spirit, Yu Tunzhou's Primordial Spirit Heaven and Earth remained as stable as a rock, standing motionless in place.
At the very instant the Buddha statue shattered, Yu Tunzhou clearly felt that the all-knowing, watchful feeling receded like the tide.
Even a typical External Scenery Third Layer might be a bit tricky.
Yu Tunzhou assessed the eeriness inherent in this temple.
It's surprising that a temple in a small border town could be so troublesome; no wonder Abbot Jingchen and the others couldn't suppress the Turbid Kingdom even when they joined forces.
I fear the Incense and Fire Prayer Power within the capital is even more unfathomable.
"Um?"
Yu Tunzhou suddenly looked out of the temple. After the Buddha statue collapsed, the connection between this world and him seemed to have become even closer.
"If the Mietian the Heavenly Dao relies on the Incense and Fire Prayer Power to erode the Heavenly Dao, then my destruction of a temple is equivalent to cutting away a piece of rotten flesh for the Heavenly Dao, Heavenly Dao then turns it into a blessing for me?"
He thought of the old monk again. If what he thought was true, the old monk was most likely the only remaining "consciousness" of the Heavenly Dao in this place, and had chosen him from among the many outsiders who had descended this time.
Interesting, I've become a "pesticide" in the eyes of this world?
Yu Tunzhou's gaze swept across the small town, and he noticed that the eerie atmosphere that had been hanging over the town had largely dissipated at that moment.
Those citizens of the Turbid Kingdom standing in the darkness seemed to have just woken up from a nightmare, looking around blankly, not understanding why they were standing there.
"It seems this temple is still the key means to Mietian the bewitching and brainwash the entire Turbid Kingdom's people."
Yu Tunzhou looked at the Buddha statue and understood the root cause of Abbot Jingchen and others' desire to eradicate all the temples in the Turbid Kingdom.
As the Buddha statue collapsed with a crash, a relic slowly rolled down to the feet of Yu Tunzhou.
He bent down to pick it up, his fingertips touching a warm, mellow fragrance, imbued with the scent of incense...
A glint of light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
I had expected it to be a mixed offering of incense filled with the delusions of all living beings, but to my surprise, the vows sealed within were refined to an extremely pure degree, as if they had been tempered and refined through countless trials. Their quality was so high that they were not far from the fortune bestowed upon them by the Three Rankings of Heaven, Earth, and Man.
Since entering the Buddhist Kingdom, his connection with the Three Rankings of Heaven, Earth, and Man has been severed, and the continuous flow of fortune that nourished him has been interrupted.
He examined it repeatedly to confirm that the power of his will was pure and solid, with impurities almost negligible.
"How did this guy do that?"
Huntian was also very surprised. Although the "quantity" was not large, the fact that a mortal who was not even Immortals and Gods could refine such pure Incense and Fire Prayer Power was remarkable. Such a method would be considered "skilled" even in the Primordial Era.
Yu Tunzhou played with the relic for a moment, but did not refine it. He fed it to the Dao Sprout Immortal Embryo, but he still had to be careful.
He looked up at the land of the Turbid Kingdom, as if he saw countless relics, and the blessing of heaven and earth, and murmured:
"No wonder even a temple in a small border town is so troublesome. Decades of accumulation are all contained within it. This Demonic Monk has laid out 'incense furnaces' throughout the region, simultaneously setting up an inescapable net to monitor and accumulating resources."
"Just dismantle it along the way," Huntian said, intrigued. "We can dismantle his inescapable net, cutting off his intelligence, and also seize his cultivation resources—a double win! This is how the path of cultivation should be!"
Yu Tunzhou looked up in the direction of the capital city; the night was deep, and the mountains stretched endlessly.
He had originally planned to sneak in and avoid being seen along the way, to test the strength of the Turbid Kingdom and search for Dingguang's whereabouts. But now it seemed that sneaking in was impossible, so he decided to attack openly.
For every official temple that Mietian erected, he demolished.
He won't need to come to him; the Demonic Monk will come looking for him himself.
Turbid Kingdom, the capital city.
Royal Palace.
Deep within the royal palace of the Turbid Kingdom, a map of the Turbid Kingdom's territory, about ten feet wide, hangs on the wall. The mountains, rivers, and cities on the map are outlined with ink lines, and the boundaries are clearly defined.
On this map, oil lamps the size of soybeans are distributed in a specific pattern, corresponding to temples, and there are nearly a hundred of them.
The lights are always on, day and night.
These are the "eyes and ears" personally set up by the Imperial Preceptor. Each lamp is connected to the incense power of the corresponding Buddha statue in the temple. As long as the lamps Indestructible, it means that the Golden Body of that temple is still in operation, monitoring everything around it.
At that moment, one of the lights suddenly went out.
The guards below changed their expressions and immediately raised their hands to strike the bronze bell. The bell rang three times, but it was enough to alarm the king.
A moment later, King Yang Chong of the Turbid Kingdom arrived hurriedly, wearing an outer robe. His usually pampered face was filled with panic, and even his hat and belt were askance. As soon as he entered, he asked urgently:
"What's going on? Which lights are out? Did Jingchen's group attack?"
"Your Majesty, it's a small town on the southeastern border," the guard replied, bowing. "One of the lamps went out; it seems... something happened at the official temple."
"The border?" Yang Chong frowned. The Imperial Advisor had only recently repelled those people, and now they're causing trouble again?
His heart pounded with anxiety, but after calming himself, he immediately waved his sleeve and said, "Let's go! To the Imperial Preceptor's residence!"
Not long after, Yang Chong hurried along the road and had just stepped into the gate of the Imperial Preceptor's residence when he saw several figures quietly guarding the residence.
All four were dressed in gray monk's robes, and an aura of deathly stillness emanated from them, keeping strangers at bay.
Looking at the expressionless faces of these people, Yang Chong felt inexplicably uneasy, but thinking of the Imperial Advisor, he suppressed his inexplicable panic. Before he could speak, one of them said hoarsely:
"Your Majesty need not worry, we are already aware. The visitor is an outsider, not belonging to this realm. Xue Wuya has already gone to deal with it, and will retrieve the person's head before dawn and bring it before Your Majesty."
Yang Chong then realized that there were only four people left in front of him.
"Xue Wuya went?" Yang Chong's face showed worry. "Sending only one person, isn't that too risky? That Madman dared to invade our Turbid Kingdom alone and destroy temples, he must have some skill. What if..."
"There's no 'what if'."
The Yellow Springs Daoist interrupted him, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable certainty.
"The five of us have all received Divine Ability bestowed by the Imperial Preceptor, allowing us to mobilize the power of incense offerings within the realm to strengthen ourselves. Your Majesty need not worry; even Jingchen and the others Non-Self match for us in a one-on-one fight."
Upon hearing that the strength of these five individuals surpassed that of Abbot Jingchen, Yang Chong was overjoyed, as if he had received a reassuring pill, and he held the Grand Preceptor's methods in even higher esteem.
"Good! Good! The Imperial Preceptor Divine Ability truly powerful!" He clenched his fist, a fierce glint in his eyes. "I urge you all to capture that scoundrel who dared to destroy the temple alive! I will have him Qiandao before the Nirvana Grand Ceremony, as a warning to others!"
Although we don't know who the intruder is, anyone who dares to disrupt the grand plan of our Turbid Kingdom deserves to die a thousand times over!
Yellow Springs Daoist did not respond to his words, his face remaining completely expressionless. He simply said, "Your Majesty should return to the palace to rest as soon as possible. Our main task is to guard until the Imperial Preceptor emerges from seclusion."
Yang Chong gave an awkward laugh and could only utter the following sentence:
"Then I'll have to trouble you all."
The night wind swept through the broken walls and ruins.
Yu Tunzhou stepped out of the collapsed temple gate, his fingertips twirling the second relic, the size of a pigeon's egg.
This is the second government-run temple he demolished tonight, and it's slightly larger than the previous one.
As the temple collapsed, his connection with heaven and earth became even closer, which confirmed some of his previous conjectures.
"Although the amount of fortune in this relic is not much, it is pure enough. As long as there are no problems, it can help your Dao Sprout Immortal Embryo grow faster." Huntian chuckled, "Decades of painstaking efforts by Mietian have ultimately accumulated resources for you, fellow Daoist."
Yu Tunzhou shook his head. "My breakthrough speed in the Divine Ability Realm is fast enough. After the Luofu incident, I only need to settle down for a while, and even without this relic, I can quickly advance to the later stage. So compared to this item, I am more concerned about the extent of the blessing from this world."
With a hint of anticipation in his eyes, he said, "If I can benefit from the blessing of this world and once again experience the splendor of the [Nature-Seeing Heaven], I am confident that I can reach the threshold of this realm within a year."
While he was in Luofu Grotto-Heaven, he briefly experienced the splendor of the third level of Martial Fortune, [Nature-Seeing Heaven], through martial Nature Cultivation.
The Pure Land is about suppressing distracting thoughts and seeking purity externally, while the Nature-Seeing Heaven is about clearly seeing one's true self and achieving self-perfection.
This level of cultivation no longer relies on arduous meditation, but rather on realizing one's Mingxin and seeing one's "true self" amidst worldly choices and Life-and-Death Tribulation.
Many powerful cultivators who have External Scenery for hundreds of years in the Outer Realm, especially those from aristocratic families, enjoy the offerings of their clans after entering the External Scenery, never experiencing hardship or adversity. They never have the opportunity to confront their true nature or even touch the edge of their true self.
At this stage, true nature endures, all laws arise from the mind, and the wondrous Divine Ability powers that arise naturally include great supernatural Divine Ability such as Heavenly Hearing and Earthly Perception, and even the Primordial Spirit initially possesses the principle of immortality.
"If I can break through to the Nature-Seeing Heaven, my true nature will endure, and my Primordial Spirit Indestructible. Then I won't need to worry about the tribulation of the third level of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art. Even if my physical body is destroyed by the tribulation, I will still have..."
Yu Tunzhou suddenly looked up.
I turned my head and looked towards the northwest horizon.
In the darkness nearing dawn, a streak of blood was hurtling along the horizon at an astonishing speed, its ferocity and chaos terrifying.
Yu Tunzhou's spirits lifted. "The Demonic Monk Mietian? He arrived so quickly!"
He put away the relic, glanced around, and stood up to greet the Demonic Monk Mietian outside the city.
When the distance closed to a hundred feet, Yu Tunzhou was the first to see the face of the newcomer clearly.
It was a man dressed in a gray monk's robe, thin and withered, his eyes and brows silent, completely different from the face of the Mietian painted by Jingchen, and his body was filled with a strong aura of fierce Blood Qi.
Not the Mietian?
The words of Abbot Jingchen and others flashed through Yu Tunzhou's mind.
Although the Turbid Kingdom has Mietian in charge, it lacks a powerful figure of the same level, which is one of the reasons why various parties have been able to work together to resist the Turbid Kingdom in recent years.
However, the aura emanating from the other party was clearly that of Quasi-Grandmaster, on par with Fu Tingxue!
Yu Tunzhou was trying to determine the other person's identity, but the newcomer did not give him any chance to speak.
Buzz--
The gray-robed monk's aura suddenly intensified, plunging the area within several miles into darkness. In the blink of an eye, trees withered, the earth cracked, and snakes, insects, and rodents were all reduced to mummified corpses...
All the life force around him flowed into his body, turning his withered face a strange crimson. His body suddenly swelled several times its original size, four hands ripped out from under his armpits, and two heads grew from his neck, both with fierce and furious expressions...
Yu Tunzhou's pupils constricted sharply. "Three heads and six arms?!"
wrong...
Having three heads and six arms is not just Nezha's Divine Ability; it is also a characteristic of certain races, such as the Asura race who live in the Blood River!
Before he could even confirm it, his opponent had already attacked him. Six arms were either forming Law Seals, clenching fists, or striking out with a palm... each employing their own methods, attacking from different directions simultaneously.
At the same time, three pairs of fierce eyes stared at Yu Tunzhou, their tyrannical Primordial Spirit attacks seemingly about to crush his mind.
In a daze, a towering, blood-red Asura appeared before Yu Tunzhou's eyes. It had three heads and six arms, stretched across the heavens and earth, and its ferocious flames were overwhelming, suppressing people so much that they could not resist and could only sit and wait for death!
Despite the clash of such imposing power and energy, Yu Tunzhou remained motionless, his gaze fixed on the attacker.
Martial artists use their fists as a guide; no matter who comes, they first confront them with their fists.
At the last moment, Yu Tunzhou suddenly sprang into action, severing the overwhelming mental pressure in his heart. He stomped down with his right foot, his Limitless Gang Qi spreading across the sky. With a punch, he stirred up the flow of the heavens and earth, directly confronting the attacker!
The clash Mortal Realm was like a thunderbolt striking the earth; with a deafening roar, the raging Gang Qi that erupted caused the ground within several miles to gradually sink!
The Yu Tunzhou Fist exploded like thunder, its powerful force piercing through the opponent's body, causing a series of cracking sounds.
The opponent was equally fierce and had a clear "advantage," with all six arms reaching out simultaneously.
Six directions, six attacks, converged almost simultaneously, leaving no room for maneuver!
In the gap between the six arms surrounding him, Yu Tunzhou advanced instead of retreating, twisting his body and punching Bajiquan, shattering all the blood-red palm winds, fist imprints, and Law Seals coming his way!
Boom--!
A visible shockwave swept outwards in a ring, causing the ground around the two people to collapse layer by layer, sending dust billowing into the sky and obscuring most of the night sky.
The ground beneath Yu Tunzhou's feet cracked, yet his body remained motionless. His fist was incredibly powerful, and a series of rapid cracking sounds rang out as two of the monk's six arms bent at bizarre angles on the spot.
As a price, he also took three punches from his opponent, his Inner Qi surging violently. He suppressed the metallic taste in his throat and relied on the recovery and toughness of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art to endure it.
Seeing that the other party showed no intention of communicating, he didn't waste any words. He clenched his right fist, and water rippled around it, deep and black, as if his fist carried the entire ocean, aiming straight for the head in the center.
He had already determined from their earlier exchange that his opponent was not of the Asura clan, and that the three heads and six arms he currently possessed were merely activated by some kind of secret technique.
Smash his head, he'll still die!
The force of the punch broke his remaining arms as he tried to block, and with the remaining power, it smashed directly into his face, causing him to fall backward and fly without any resistance.
Yu Tunzhou took a step forward, and the ground beneath his feet seemed to have transformed into a lake. His Gang Qi surged and rippled. He turned his fist into a palm and pressed it against the enemy's face, slamming it directly to the ground.
Boom--!
Centered on their feet, a depression suddenly appeared hundreds of feet in the direction of the ground, and the area continued to expand outward.
When the smoke and dust cleared, only a headless body remained.
Yu Tunzhou slowly withdrew its hand.
The opponent is quite strong, but seems to lack common sense, only knowing how to fight with brute force, and has none of the strength expected of Quasi-Grandmaster. This is...
Suddenly--
Splash!
The roar of the mighty river surged and roared endlessly; the sound alone sketched in his mind the outline of a long, blood-red river, containing an indescribable, terrifying power.
Immediately afterwards, a Blood River appeared, with white bones floating and wailing souls, as if it had gathered all the filth and despair in the world. This scene of Yu Tunzhou seemed strangely familiar.
The next moment, the figure whose head had been smashed stood up again, and his body healed at an astonishing speed.
Yu Tunzhou spoke slowly and deliberately, "The Blood River Blood River True Scripture Blood River Dao?"
The same Divine Ability and Secret Method he used to kill Wu Xuan in Dragon Gate.
But the person before him was far more advanced than Wu Xuan.
Is this person a powerful figure from the Blood River Dao from the outside world, or merely a reflection of someone from the Blood River Dao in this realm?
Yu Tunzhou's brows slowly furrowed. He had previously exchanged blows with Fu Tingxue and had roughly confirmed that he and Old Mo were not on the same path at all. One used the sword and the other used the Dao. The outward manifestation of their Inner Heaven and Earth further showed that the two Dao Path.
This shows that there is no necessary connection between the "true self" of the Central Plains and the projection of the lower realm. How could this person possess the Blood River True Scripture?
Furthermore, this guy's condition seems a bit off.
Even if one possesses the Blood River Dao Blood River True Scripture and is unafraid of exchanging injuries or death, one should not only know how to fight hand-to-hand. The Blood River Dao is not lacking in all kinds of strange and unpredictable Divine Ability.
In terms of perfect inheritance, the Blood River Dao, a top-tier demonic lineage, is simply incomparable to the Yao and Nan families of the Eastern Wilderness; the latter are not even worthy of carrying its shoes.
Something was definitely off.
The thought flashed by in an instant. Yu Tunzhou's expression turned cold. His already imposing aura intensified like oil being poured on a raging fire. With one step, he seemed to cause the Heaven's Collapse and Earth's Collapse and the earth to sink. His Fist Intent encompassed heaven and earth, as if supported and blessed by all Buddhas and dragons. Wherever his fist struck, everything was destroyed!
This punch was Yu Tunzhou's all-out effort, like a star falling from the sky, creating a tsunami-like torrent.
"So what if it's the Blood River True Scripture? I, Yu, have killed one before! Today is just another one!"
A long howl swept across the fields, rolling away and startling all around.
Dozens of miles away.
"This Fist Intent..."
Xie Heyu turned around abruptly, his eyes revealing both ruthlessness and surprise.
"It's that little beast!"
Two dark figures stood beside him, their auras perfectly concealed; they were assassins hired by the Xie Household from the Underworld.
[Underworld] is a notorious assassin organization that has been established for over a thousand years. It operates on the principle of doing things for money, and its members are a mixed bag, ranging from elders of prestigious families to Rogue Cultivator and thugs. Some of them secretly hold nominal positions, and their influence is deeply entrenched. Therefore, it is not within the scope of the Six Paths of Evil and Demons.
Assassinations targeting the External Scenery realms are all categorized under the "Ten Yama Kings," covering everyone from the External Scenery First Layer to the Grandmaster.
To ensure absolute success, the Xie Household immediately hired two Yama-level assassins with proven track records in assassinations on the Earth Ranking, aiming to leave no room for the Yu Tunzhou to struggle.
The two men were codenamed "King of Equality" and "Wheel-Turning King," respectively, and they always addressed each other by these codenames, never revealing their true identities.
At this moment, feeling the strong wind and roaring sound coming from dozens of miles away, Xie Heyu's eyes shone with excitement, and he said with invigoration:
"Gentlemen, that little beast seems to be in a tough fight. He must have encountered a local powerhouse. I beg your help to take him down!"
King of Equality and Wheel-Turning King exchanged a glance. The former said in a hoarse voice, "This world is different. Our strength has not yet fully recovered. Whether we can take it down depends on Yu Tunzhou's current strength."
"He's probably busy fighting and barely able to take care of himself right now!" Xie Heyu sneered, gazing at the battlefield. "We don't even need to attack head-on; a surprise attack from behind will be all it takes. You two are experts in assassination; this should be a piece of cake for you!"
King of Equality was silent for a moment, then nodded and said hoarsely, "It depends on the situation."
"Let's go!" Xie Heyu smiled, as if he could already see the ending.
"You're too slow. I'll give you a ride," Wheel-Turning King said coldly, raising his hand to grab Xie Heyu's shoulder.
The three figures moved like ghosts, disappearing into the night. Even with their strength suppressed, they covered dozens of miles in no time.
Having witnessed the two men's Void Secret Method firsthand, Xie Heyu's confidence soared. With such Secret Method, a sneak attack on Yu Tunzhou, who was locked in a fierce battle, would surely be a piece of cake!
The three arrived several miles from the center of the battlefield. Listening to the terrifying roars and crashes of flesh coming from ahead, and feeling the constant tremors beneath their feet, Xie Heyu's expression changed slightly.
Wheel-Turning King and King of Equality also had solemn expressions.
Such a physique is simply superhuman; even among the Demon Race, which is known for its physique among those of the same level, it is probably no more than this!
"Who exactly is he fighting?" Xie Heyu couldn't help but ask, "Could it be Bao Ruyin?"
Having been dozens of miles away before, he now realized the horror of this battle as he approached; this was no ordinary battle in the External Scenery!
Even Grandmaster who has mastered Ultimate Art skill would likely be no match for Yu Tunzhou at the External Scenery Third Layer. The only one who could fight Yu Tunzhou to this extent is probably that female bodhisattva from the Bao Household.
Wheel-Turning King's voice was hoarse as he said, "If it's Bao Ruyin, that would be best. I have some grudges with the Bao Household. I'll ask you to lend me a hand, and the reward will be based on the market price for Quasi-Grandmaster."
"Fine," King of Equality said coldly.
The two waited patiently, not rushing to make a move, until the movement in the billowing dust ahead gradually diminished until it disappeared completely.
Their gazes gradually turned cold and profound, knowing that the time was approaching.
As the dust and smoke in front of them dissipated, a figure slowly emerged, carrying an unresponsive corpse in his hand.
King of Equality's sharp gaze locked onto the face of the figure whose head was being carried out of the ruins by Yu Tunzhou. Suddenly, he trembled as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, and without hesitation, he turned and fled, afraid of being even a step too slow.
Wheel-Turning King frowned, just as he was beginning to have doubts, he also saw the figure being held in Yu Tunzhou's hand. His face twisted with sudden horror, and he turned to leave as well, but Xie Heyu stopped him.
"Why run?" he asked in surprise. "Now is the best time to strike..."
"Fuck you!"
Wheel-Turning King suddenly unleashed a palm strike in anger. Caught off guard, Xie Heyu had no time to defend himself and was sent flying by the blow, breaking many of his bones.
Wheel-Turning King dared not linger, and sped away without looking back. He did not even choose the same direction as King of Equality, but instead went their separate ways as disaster struck.
It was all because of what the Yu Tunzhou in its hands...
It was Blood River Dao, the newly promoted Dharma Aspect who had resisted the Supreme Sword Lord Yan Huifeng for several days Xue Wuya being defeated!
Xie Heyu had no idea what was happening. A metallic taste gushed from his mouth, and he heard the furious voice of Wheel-Turning King in his ears:
We'll settle this score with the Xie Household sooner or later!