Sun Bo'an's Demise!
Behind the main peak, deep underground.
The pungent smell of blood solidified and filled the entire secret room.
The Lord Rat lay in the center of the blood pool, its gray fur long gone, revealing scarlet flesh, making it look incredibly ferocious and terrifying.
The Blood Sha Dagger bestowed by Shi Jian hangs above its head, continuously dripping viscous Blood Sha energy.
The Blood Sha entering the body is like scraping the bones and washing away the marrow.
"Pain..."
The Lord Rat convulsed, its bones cracking under the strain.
It is the lowest of creatures; if compared to the qualities of Human Race, it has only Five Spirit Roots, which is extremely poor.
Moreover, their species is of low status, only slightly higher than that of insects.
The price of forcibly breaking through is a near-death experience.
But its eyes were filled with madness. The ancestor had given it the fortuitous opportunity to gain intelligence, the chance to stand up, and even a status it never dared to dream of. How could it bear to give all of this up!
"I'm just a worthless life, I'd rather die than back down!"
"Even if I am just a rat, I have the right to question the laws of Heaven!"
"If I fail today, I will die with my eyes wide open in disbelief!"
The Lord Rat let out a shrill roar, opened its mouth and swallowed the Blood Sha dagger whole, attempting to forcibly refine it.
Boom!
A violent surge of Blood Sha energy exploded within his body in an instant.
Its body swelled at a visible rate, and its originally grayish-black skin was covered with a layer of dark red scabs.
A row of sharp barbs grew from its back, and its eyes turned pure scarlet.
The overwhelming pressure of the Foundation Establishment Realm erupted suddenly.
Moreover, its soul merged with its Blood Sha, and through repeated destruction, it completed its final transformation.
No one can understand the excruciating pain of being skinned alive...
And this is the price to pay on the road to growth!
"Ancestor..."
"I've finally succeeded! I haven't let you down!"
The Lord Rat lay on the ground, panting heavily. Its scarlet eyes revealed extreme coldness and cunning, and a violent rage raged within it!
He craved blood to quell his burgeoning bestiality!
Three hundred li Hongtian City One-Line Gorge.
Sun Bo'an, dressed in a gray robe, rode in an inconspicuous beast-drawn carriage. Now that he had relinquished his Lineage affairs, he was completely free to live his own life.
They are all smiles every day and are living the retirement life they've always dreamed of.
He was going to a neighboring county to meet a good friend, where they would enjoy tea, discuss philosophy, play chess, and chat about everyday life.
The Sun Clan is now extremely powerful.
There are three Foundation Establishment cultivators in the clan alone, plus several guardian spirit beasts comparable to Foundation Establishment cultivators, each of them incredibly powerful.
And there is a clan patriarch whose combat power is comparable to that of the False Core Realm still alive. Among the surrounding counties, it is undoubtedly the number one force below the Golden Core!
At his age, it's time for him to enjoy life...
Sudden--
The Scale Horse pulling the cart let out a miserable whinny as its front legs were snapped cleanly. The cart overturned with a crash, and the change happened in the blink of an eye!
Sun Bo'an reacted extremely quickly, smashing through the roof of the car in an instant.
He soared away on his sword, simultaneously grasping two second-tier defensive talismans in his hands, with sword shadows scattering around him to protect him.
Who is it!
The surroundings were eerily silent.
Immediately afterwards, three figures slowly emerged from the shadows!
Their auras were powerful, and they all possessed the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage. Each of them wore black robes, their faces shrouded in mist, deliberately concealing their identities...
"Clan Chief Sun, it's been a long time."
The leader's voice was hoarse, tinged with a hint of mockery.
Upon hearing this, Sun Bo'an felt uneasy. He had no idea why these people would specifically try to ambush him, and to do so with such a large force was one thing...
Three Foundation Establishment Middle Stage cultivators ganged up on him, the weakest Foundation Establishment; they really overestimated him.
No nonsense.
The three Foundation Establishment attacked simultaneously, and in an instant, sword light, poisonous mist, and Law Seals sealed off all of Sun Bo'an's escape routes.
Sun Bo'an was ultimately just a Foundation Establishment who had reached that level through the use of pills, and he was only a half-baked one at that, with even less experience in combat.
Since reaching the Foundation Establishment, he has never fought with any cultivator of the same realm.
He bit his tongue, his eyes reddening.
He could only frantically urge his inner energy to try and tear a path to survival!
But in the end, it was all in vain.
After barely managing to withstand more than ten attacks, the defensive light shield shattered with a deafening roar.
A jet-black short blade pierced his Dantian with pinpoint accuracy, shattering his Dao foundation and severely injuring him...
"Puff!"
Sun Bo'an coughed up a mouthful of blood, fell from the sky, and knelt on the ground.
The leader of the black-robed men stepped forward, a long black nail emitting a ghostly light between his fingertips, and then suddenly drove it into Sun Bo'an's skull.
"This is the Soul-Locking Nail. We will temporarily borrow your physical body, fellow Daoist."
At this moment, Sun Bo'an's consciousness began to blur. His life force was forcibly locked within his body, while his soul was being torn apart and shattered bit by bit.
He is not afraid of death.
Having lived to this age, witnessing Sun Mao's Foundation Establishment and the prosperity of his Lineage, he had already achieved his goals, so he let go of everything long ago...
But he was not willing to give up.
"The Ancestor's forbidden zone... is not yet finished..."
"Xiao Mao... watch out..."
His eyes widened as he stared intently in Hongtian City's direction.
In my mind, I saw the energetic children in the Sun Clan's martial arts arena, and the misty Spiritual Qi on the main peak.
The Sun Clan has finally achieved what it has today after much hardship.
He hadn't yet witnessed his ancestor's Core Formation, nor the Sun Clan's complete dominance over the region, nor the Lineage's golden age...
"We can't... let them... ruin it..."
"Cannot..."
Sun Bo'an mustered his last bit of strength. Even though his soul had completely vanished, he instinctively tried to detonate his Dantian and perish together with the thief!
However, the chilling power of the Soul-Locking Nail completely froze his meridians.
Life was cut off.
The patriarch of the Sun Clan family has fallen quietly...
Sun Bo'an...
fall from the sky!
The man in black robes sneered, his hands flashing with Method Formula.
Sun Bo'an, who had been dead, slowly stood up. His eyes were vacant for a moment before he regained his usual shrewdness and composure.
Except for the lack of a heartbeat, this body was no different from a living person.
"Let's go, Chief Sun."
"Take us to see what that bear demon is up to."
At the same time, at the border of the nine counties of White Cloud Commandery.
More than ten concealed auras, taking advantage of the night and the cover of various merchant caravans, silently infiltrated White Cloud Commandery...
These people were all at the Foundation Establishment stage and were scattered across various key locations.
They don't cause trouble, they don't make a fuss, they just lie in wait, like a pack of wolves awaiting their king's command, waiting for their chance...
Hongtian City, Sun Clan Council Hall.
"Sun Bo'an" strode into the hall, his expression as usual. Sun Mao, seeing this, went to greet him and respectfully bowed, saying:
"Grandpa Chieftain, why are you back?"
"Don't even mention it. My fellow Daoist friend suddenly went off on a journey. Nothing much happened, so I came back."
Sun Bo'an smiled and patted Sun Mao on the shoulder, his tone as gentle as ever. Ever since he stopped getting involved, he had become like a mascot.
They didn't expect to cultivate, and their Lineage already had successors.
There's really no need for him to keep running around and working so hard...
Sun Mao didn't notice anything unusual, as if he was already used to it. After exchanging a few words, he turned and took his leave to attend to his business.
However, behind the main peak, deep in the Beast Valley.
The Lord Rat, who had just emerged from its enclosure, was lying on a blue stone, licking its paws.
Suddenly, it paused, its scarlet eyes abruptly turning towards the council hall at the foot of the mountain, ever since it mutated.
He was extremely sensitive to blood and evil spirits; from a great distance, he could smell the scent of Blood Sha, a Qi and Blood that didn't seem to belong to a living person...
Instead, it was an aura of death, tightly concealed yet still exuding a hint of Decay.
There was also a faint, extremely faint, chilling Sha Qi.
"Old Sun... is he dead?"
The Lord Rat stood on end; it was all too familiar with the scent of Sun Bo'an, that always-smiling old man who schemed to steal Spirit Stone.
At this moment, he exuded an aura like a walking corpse!
"Oh no, something really has happened."
Without any hesitation, the Lord Rat transformed into a blood-red afterimage and vanished from the spot in an instant.
Half an incense stick later.
The edge of the forbidden area in the back mountain.
Shi Mo Dark Gold body stood like an iron tower, while Shi Yin's grayish-white figure appeared and disappeared in the shadows.
The Lord Rat stood before the two giant bears, its voice sharp and cold:
"Sun Bo'an is dead; the one that returned was just an empty shell."
Shi Mo suddenly stood up, crushed a boulder under his claws, his eyes flashed with ferocity, and the fur on his body stood on end!
"Our ancestor is still in seclusion; he must not be disturbed."
The Lord Rat's gaze swept down the mountain, and he sneered repeatedly, "Those rat bastards outside sent word back that a dozen or so small fry have sneaked into the county."
"They're all from Fenghe Commandery; it seems someone's about to make a move!"
Upon hearing this, Shi Yin's voice seemed to come from all directions, carrying a chilling aura:
"Kill."
"No rush."
The Lord Rat licked his scarlet lips, a cruel cunning gleam in his eyes. "The ancestor said that no one is allowed to set foot in the back mountain until the formation is broken."
"If they want to put on an act, then let them keep acting!"