A Long Grind to Daoist Monarch

Chapter 353 - 226: So It Really Is a Remnant of the White Sun Sect_5

A Long Grind to Daoist Monarch

Chapter 353 - 226: So It Really Is a Remnant of the White Sun Sect_5

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Chapter 353: Chapter 226: So It Really Is a Remnant of the White Sun Sect_5

By the time the two Cyan Register Daoist Officials from Yihai County City reacted, I was already thousands of miles away.

"To make an old man like me use this ’Black Heart Evil Spirit’, you can consider it a worthy death."

The water thunder was just about to explode when a broad palm appeared in mid-air, clenched five fingers around it.

Bang!

The explosive power that could easily flatten a mountain seemed like a soaking firecracker, making only a sound.

Chen Xing stood on the Luoxia Dike, took a step forward, his figure swaying, crossing dozens of yards, lightly landing on the rocking Pavilion Ship.

With just one foot, it was like a stabilizing force that calmed the surging waves.

He raised his hand to grasp again, and the water thunder was crushed!

The explosive force, akin to raging waves, dissipated invisibly in Chen Xing’s palms, causing no damage at all.

As the words "a worthy death" echoed, this Martial Arts Leader, rumored to have lost his true power foundation, casually raised a palm towards the thick blood cloud circling mid-air.

Crack, crack, crack!

Mr. Zhou Er’s solid thoughts, condensed over a hundred years, were crushed like glass beads exploding, and his Divine Soul, gathered and scattered at will, collapsed into shapelessness!

"What kind of... martial art is this?"

He was both shocked and puzzled, unable to comprehend why this palm seemed ordinary yet was so fierce?!

The solid true force released from afar was like a ferocious black dragon with claws and fangs, tightly coiling and entangling the blood cloud of Mr. Zhou Er’s changing Divine Soul!

Its vertical pupils were scarlet, like an evil spirit devouring everything, recklessly swallowing thoughts!

"My cultivation... is being eaten! Evil technique! Absolutely an evil technique!"

Mr. Zhou Er was appalled, this move was too sinister, even more vicious and terrifying than the Four Reversals Sect’s methods!

"Sect Leader Chen, it’s your turn to contribute."

With one strike of the Black Heart Evil Spirit, Chen Xing left Mr. Zhou Er half-crippled, and a few more moments, his soul might be scattered.

He lowered his eyes and called Chen Yin to make some moves within his heart.

"Framing, using a borrowed knife to kill... Chen Xing, your apprentice has a stomach full of bad intentions, likely learned from Ninghai Zen. Why not hand him over to this Sect Leader for proper guidance and correction!"

The Qingyang Sect Leader, named Chen Yin, appeared on the Spirit Platform with a smiling soul.

"If you have nothing to say, you can shut up."

Chen Xing straightforwardly refused.

Where is this called a stomach full of bad intentions?

Clearly, it’s full of wisdom, great strategy, and all-around talent!

"Truly a precious pearl!"

Chen Yin curled his lips, his hands performing the Walking Spell as if holding a giant sun, slicing a thread of energy from his Divine Soul.

"Take it!"

...

...

"That old bastard can’t hold on! Hahaha, heaven always leaves a way out!"

Just as Mr. Zhou Er was racking his brains on how to escape, the ferocious black dragon suddenly dissipated, and standing on the Pavilion Ship, Chen Xing seemed unable to maintain his strength, staggering slightly.

Seizing this opportunity, the blood cloud of the divine soul, almost half devoured, suddenly burst apart, using its surging unmatched power to break free of the constraints.

"Quickly, run!"

After escaping from a near-death experience, Mr. Zhou Er didn’t think twice and wanted to flee, but it was too late. As the "Heaven-Deceiving Talisman" burned completely, turning into a wisp of blue smoke, a heavy gaze was immediately cast down from thousands of feet above.

The Daoist official from Yihai Prefecture noticed him!

"What terrible luck! Should have checked the almanac before leaving this morning. How could this be so unlucky! A Second-Practice Guy so unyielding! A Four Cultivation Grandmaster so incredible! Completely stalling me!"

Mr. Zhou Er ground his teeth in hatred, hesitating no longer, pulling out his last resort.

"Conceal light and hide brilliance, disguise form and shadow; swallow filth and drink impurity, exhale haze and condense light... Praise Great Virtuous Meat Vajra! Upper God Protector, save my life!"

Mr. Zhou Er’s blood cloud soul shrunk again, becoming even thinner.

Meanwhile, the boundless void seemed to respond to the incantation, forming a giant portal.

Behind, an illusory deity with thirty-four arms and nine heads seemed poised to tear space, intending to take this fairly devout follower of the Four Reversals Sect away from danger.

"This time I fell hard, sooner or later..."

Mr. Zhou Er’s thoughts flickered, his gaze again swept over Bai Qilang on the Pavilion Ship, showing malice and desire.

But before he could rejoice at escaping, the entity called "Blood Vajra" by the Four Reversal followers seemed to sense something, erupting into furious anger:

"White Sun Sect... traitor!"

The thunderous roar echoed throughout Yihai County, like thousands of barrels of gunpowder simultaneously exploding, nearly crushing Mr. Zhou Er’s severely wounded soul.

White Sun Sect?

Traitor?

Who?

His mind filled with confusion, quickly replaced by terror.

Because the enormous portal in the boundless void was already closing with a roar, and the Upper God Protector, summoned with most of his cultivation and decades of incense offerings, also mercilessly abandoned him!

"Why exactly!" 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Mr. Zhou Er was tragically overwhelmed, at a loss.

"Indeed, the remnants of the White Sun Sect!"

The heavy gaze from the ninth heaven pierced through like thunder, shattering the blood cloud soul circling mid-air!

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