Jiang Wu’s cry for help made the killing intent in Mo Fan’s heart even stronger, he did not expect this fellow, facing death, to still try pinning the blame on him, which he could not tolerate.
He must kill this guy!
Otherwise, there would likely be endless trouble in the future!
He slapped down fiercely with his claw, wanting to directly smash Jiang Wu to death, however, with a explosive sound, his falling claw was actually blocked by an artefact!
“Kid, was what you just said true?”
A muffled voice sounded from under Mo Fan’s dragon claw, making his heart jump slightly.
He understood, a Nascent Soul cultivator had acted!
Although Dragon Ruins restricted these great powers’ cultivation, even so, Nascent Soul cultivators were not comparable to ordinary Foundation Building cultivators.
Because they were more skilled in combat, knew more powerful dao laws, and the treasures they held were more terrifying!
The previous Lei Yu Purple Lightning was a good example, even after Mo Fan’s chi dragon transformation, it took great effort to erase him.
“Reporting to Ancestor Huang Xuan, this junior naturally dares not lie, personally witnessed this demon kill Uncle Master Yun Shan!
I hope senior can discern, kill this demon, avenge Uncle Master Yun Shan’s hatred!”
Mo Fan withdrew his dragon claw, his gaze icy as he looked at the two figures below protected by a black small mountain.
Jiang Wu, though dishevelled, respectfully saluted the person in front of him.
That was a tall middle-aged man in green robes, not looking particularly powerful, yet he blocked Mo Fan’s dragon claw with just a small mountain treasure.
Supernatural power, Blue Eye Golden Eye.
Mo Fan immediately used the power to probe this person’s background, finding he was only an early Nascent Soul cultivator, which eased his heart somewhat.
In his current state, an early Nascent Soul cultivator was not impossible to fight.
“Ancestor Huang Xuan?”
“You want to stop me?”
Mo Fan spoke deeply, terrifying dragon patterns spreading, forcing Ancestor Huang Xuan to look up and face his existence.
Ancestor Huang Xuan did not attack directly, but raised his head and asked, “Did you really kill Yun Shan?”
“This king wishes he had killed him, unfortunately he followed this guy in front of you and jumped off the cliff first.” Mo Fan coldly hummed, then looked at the two with amusement, asking, “How, is Old Yun Shan really dead?”
“Ancestor Huang Xuan, do not listen to this demon’s nonsense, I personally saw him kill Uncle Master Yun Shan with one sword!” Jiang Wu gritted his teeth.
“You say he killed Yun Shan, but why would he kill Yun Shan?”
Ancestor Huang Xuan spoke calmly, then looked at Jiang Wu coldly, “If this old man remembers correctly, it was you fighting Yun Shan earlier, so your words cannot be believed, unless… you let this old man personally soul-search you!”
Ancestor Huang Xuan’s words surprised Mo Fan deeply, he originally thought this old fellow would blindly believe Jiang Wu and fight him.
But unexpectedly, he first suspected Jiang Wu.
This unexpected scene made Mo Fan’s mouth curve slightly, looking at Jiang Wu with interest.
Sure enough, this guy was now stunned, clearly not expecting Ancestor Huang Xuan to say such things.
“Ancestor Huang Xuan, are you joking with this junior?”
Jiang Wu’s face looked very ugly at this moment, he wanted to escape immediately, but his whole body was restrained by Ancestor Huang Xuan’s mana, no escape possible!
“Do you think this ancestor is joking?”
Ancestor Huang Xuan coldly hummed, raising his hand towards Jiang Wu’s forehead.
“Fellow Huang Xuan, Jiang Wu is a personal disciple of my Tian Lu Holy Land, your actions are a bit excessive, right?”
At this moment, another cultivator appeared not far away.
This was a white-haired old man, but his aura was not weaker than Ancestor Huang Xuan at all.
His appearance immediately lifted Jiang Wu’s spirits, he shouted, “Ancestor save me!”
Seeing the newcomer, Ancestor Huang Xuan’s eyes narrowed, coldly humming, “Situ Yun Zhen, this personal disciple of your Tian Lu Holy Land nearly wiped out my entire Huang Xuan Valley, now trying to provoke this old man to fight this great demon to the death, your Tian Lu Holy Land disciples are really impressive!”
“Fellow Huang Xuan, it’s just a joke among juniors, no need to get angry!”
Situ Yun Zhen smiled lightly upon hearing, glanced at the chi dragon hovering above, then said calmly, “Both fellow daoists came for the treasures in this true dragon cave, why bother with my Tian Lu Holy Land disciple?
Now someone has already got ahead, wanting to seize the true dragon inheritance, we should join forces to break this cave.
So now is not the time for internal fighting, I hope both fellow daoists can weigh the pros and cons!”
As soon as Situ Yun Zhen said this, Ancestor Huang Xuan frowned, sneering, “According to you, my Huang Xuan Valley disciples died in vain?”
“Fellow Huang Xuan, this old man is also pained by your sect disciples’ deaths, after all, they are righteous cultivators, they should not have died here.
But speaking of which, this Dragon Ruins treasure hunt is full of dangers, your disciples should have been prepared to die here before entering!”
Situ Yun Zhen sighed, faintly saying, “Our strengths are equal, do you really want to fight this old man to the death over those dead disciples?”
“Not to mention if others pick the leak, but after our fight, we definitely cannot compete with other fellows for immortal treasures, then watching immortal treasures fly away in front of us would be even more painful, right?”
“I hope fellow daoist can understand the stakes!”
“You…!!”
Ancestor Huang Xuan was furious upon hearing, but had to admit Situ Yun Zhen’s words were correct, so soon calmed down.
After taking a deep breath, he nodded, “Fine, this old man will let this matter go for now, but the death penalty can be spared, the living punishment cannot!
Since fellow insists on protecting this little guy, this old man can spare his life, but I will cut off his cultivation path!”
“Old Huang Xuan, do you really want to oppose this old man?”
Situ Yun Zhen was shocked upon hearing, his green robes immediately billowing, astonishing aura emitting, heading straight for Ancestor Huang Xuan.
“Ancestor save me!”
Jiang Wu was now terrified to the extreme, but no matter how he struggled, it was useless.
Mo Fan at this moment just coldly watched the scene.
His goal was simple, just wanting Jiang Wu dead, who killed him did not matter to him.
So he was not in a hurry to intervene.
“Hahahaha… save you?”
“Rest assured, this old man won’t kill you, just cripple you!”
Ancestor Huang Xuan laughed sinisterly, one palm slapping Jiang Wu’s chest, terrifying spiritual power instantly surging into Jiang Wu’s spiritual sea.
Boom!
A surging spiritual qi wave instantly overflowed from Jiang Wu’s body, soon disappearing into the world.
At this moment, Mo Fan sensed Jiang Wu’s aura plummet instantly, no spiritual qi fluctuations on his body, as if becoming a mortal in that instant.
“No!!”
Jiang Wu knelt on the ground, screaming in pain.
Situ Yun Zhen came before Jiang Wu, looking at Ancestor Huang Xuan who had retreated several zhang, gritting his teeth in hatred.
“Situ Yun Zhen, don’t blame this old man for being ruthless, compared to this little guy’s methods, this old man is already very mild.
Not taking his life is already for your Situ Yun Zhen’s face!
If you want revenge for him, come then!
This old man will take it!”
Ancestor Huang Xuan laughed loudly, clearly feeling much better.
“Ancestor, save me… save me!!”
Jiang Wu knelt on the ground, suddenly raising his head to look at Situ Yun Zhen, placing his last hope on him.
“I know the sect has heavenly-grade spiritual medicine that can reshape the spiritual sea, it can save me, right?!”
Jiang Wu reached out tightly grabbing Situ Yun Zhen’s trouser leg, face full of longing, eyes showing deep fear.
One moment ago he was the admired Thousand Illusion Prince, one of Tian Xuan Holy Land’s three personal disciples.
But now he had become a cripple.
How could he accept this?
How could he not fear?
“Child, you have suffered, this ancestor will now help you escape this sea of bitterness…”
Situ Yun Zhen took a deep breath, raising his hand to brush Jiang Wu’s forehead.
In that instant, a faint crimson appeared at Jiang Wu’s brow, like a vermilion mole.
The next moment, his body uncontrollably trembled violently, strands of golden light overflowing from his seven orifices, all entering Situ Yun Zhen’s palm.
Moments later, Jiang Wu died violently!
