A book with 3 lines

Chapter 411 - 163: Enough With Your Dog’s Bloody Farts! (6k)_3

Chapter 411: Chapter 163: Enough With Your Dog’s Bloody Farts! (6k)_3


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At the same time, in the rear mountains of the Taiqing Sect, Duanmu Shu and others, who were originally in seclusion, suddenly had a change in expression and rushed out one after another.


Soon, they saw the space in the distance ripple, and the next moment, a giant Corpse Wax Crow walked out from it.


It looked at a certain location with hollow eyes, as if suddenly stimulated by something. It spread its wings abruptly and flew straight into the sky, disappearing from everyone’s sight in the blink of an eye.


"Why did it come out of the Pocket World?"


"I don’t know, but something major must have happened."


"You guys keep an eye on the other two, we’ll follow it and check it out first."


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When Zhou Qing and the others arrived, they saw that the originally lush forest had collapsed at some point, revealing a huge pitch-black abyss.


In the high sky, there were two elders fiercely fighting.


One of them had wings growing from his back, flashing with strange light in the sunlight.


The other, with every move, emitted an awe-inspiring Emperor Dao aura, exuding dominance.


"Spirit Severing Realm Demon Emperor!" Mo Xingjian’s face was filled with horror when he saw the elder with golden eyes and wings.


As a Late-stage Divinity Transformation cultivator, he could clearly feel the terrifying pressure emitted by the opposite party.


Hearing Mo Xingjian’s words, Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu were equally shocked.


Spirit Severing Realm?


In the entire Fourth-level Cultivation Country, across the Eight Prefectures and Seventy-Two Mansions, Spirit Severing Realm experts are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, with only a dozen or so in total. And now one has appeared alive in Canglan Mountain?


A Demon Race?


The last time Zhou Qing saw such a terrifying monster was the Flame Fire Crocodile King in the third coffin of the Pocket World.


"Xuanyuan Shuo, I thought you would sneak around like a mouse forever!" In the midst of the battle, Elder Feng released fierce Divine Techniques while mocking the elder opposite him.


The elder opposite laughed heartily: "Nonsense, this is my territory. I have always walked openly. Instead, you all sneak around like a few mice, sneaking in from the border—for the Golden-winged Roc’s legacy?"


"We possess the bloodline of the Golden Roc tribe. The Sumeru Sect of this place revered our ancestor. It is only right for us to accept this legacy. It’s not your place to interfere!"


Elder Feng’s eyes widened in anger, voicing his rebuttal loudly.


Xuanyuan Shuo snorted coldly: "Who knows how long ago that was. Ever since our Holy Martial Dynasty ascended to a Fourth-level Cultivation Country, countless Third-level Cultivation Countries, including this place, have been bestowed to us by the Cultivation Alliance. Even if there is a legacy here, it is not for you demons to touch!"


"Nonsense, let’s see who is stronger!" Elder Feng was infuriated and shouted curses, no longer wanting to talk, and immediately launched a fiercer attack towards Xuanyuan Shuo.


The battle between the two grew increasingly intense, each collision releasing terrifying energy waves, as if to tear the sky apart.


Mo Xingjian, full of surprise, looked at the human elder, muttering to himself: "Xuanyuan Shuo? It’s actually him!"


Yan Xiaohu, shocked, hurriedly asked: "Master, is Xuanyuan Shuo also a Spirit Severing Realm?"


Mo Xingjian nodded slightly, explaining with a serious expression: "That’s right. Over three thousand years ago, after the Old Emperor successfully ascended to the Spirit Severing Realm, he immediately used vast royal resources to help his brother, this Prince Xuanyuan Shuo, to ascend to the Spirit Severing Realm as well."


"After all, brothers united can conquer any enemy. With both supporting each other, they solidified the foundation of the Holy Martial Dynasty. After that, they even helped other sect elders to ascend to this realm."


"Many years later, the Old Emperor passed the throne to the current Emperor and retreated for cultivation. This Prince Xuanyuan Shuo has since been guarding the border, rarely appearing in front of people, so many are not familiar with him."


Hearing Mo Xingjian’s explanation, the two gained more reverence and awe towards such a strong figure.


"Shh, people from the Cangyan Daoist Palace are coming!" At this moment, Mo Xingjian seemed to sense something, looked towards a direction, and signaled for silence while memorizing the direction they were coming from.


Soon, five people, including Yu Ziqi, hurried over, but their faces turned shocked when they noticed the terrifying duel in the sky.


"Is Second Senior Sister okay?"


Seeing their expressions, Yan Xiaohu looked worried. Did they abandon Second Senior Sister or had it ended?


Zhou Qing also looked anxious and tried contacting Second Senior Sister again.


In the next moment, a reply came through the Token from Luo Lingling: "Who told you to come?"


Seeing this message, Zhou Qing was overjoyed, finally able to calm his anxious heart.


"Master, Third Senior Brother, look!" Zhou Qing hurriedly called out.


Seeing Luo Lingling’s reply, Master and Third Senior Brother were also delighted and quickly tried to contact her.


Before long, they saw Luo Lingling, covered in blood, rushing over from the other side.


Seeing this, Yu Ziqi immediately wanted to attack, but Mo Xingjian stepped out and stared at him coldly.


"There will be opportunities in the future. Right now, the chance is more important!" An elder of the Divinity Transformation Realm from the Cangyan Daoist Palace quickly spoke to stop him.