Qiao Yu wielded the Fang Tian Huaji (halberd) with such force that anyone could tell he was adept at betraying foster fathers.

"Heh, Tang Lan, you really are my good granddaughter! Sadly, you are still too weak!"

Tang Wumou's figure emerged from the darkness once more, still clutching the vine Tang Lan had stabbed at him with!

Seeing this, a glint flashed in Tang Lan's eyes. Sharp thorns suddenly sprouted from the vines, instantly piercing through Tang Wumou's palm.

"Damn it!"

Tang Wumou immediately flung off the vines. A massive force surged back along the vines to Tang Lan, causing her to cough up a mouthful of blood.

A hint of purple flashed across Tang Wumou's face, but he quickly suppressed it!

Tang Lan's expression became extremely unsightly. She hadn't expected that even a sneak attack wouldn't kill Tang Wumou.

"Don't be afraid, watch me!"

Qiao Yu's eyes narrowed, and he prepared to strike Tang Wumou with his Fang Tian Huaji.

The Fang Tian Huaji was especially effective against foster fathers. It was fate, in a way; he and Tang Lan, one wanting to kill his own grandfather, the other wanting to kill her foster father, were both very filial.

"Good, then I'll count on you!"

However, Tang Wumou didn't seem afraid at all, and instead revealed a strange smile.

Immediately afterwards, Qiao Yu discovered that his body was beginning to move uncontrollably. The Fang Tian Huaji, which had been aimed at Tang Wumou, instead swept sideways, almost killing Tang Lan.

"What are you doing?!" Tang Lan was both shocked and angry.

"I dunno! I can't contwol mysewf!"

Qiao Yu swung the Fang Tian Huaji around like a madman, scaring Tang Lan into retreating repeatedly.

If that small frame of hers got hit by Qiao Yu's swing, she'd definitely be dead.

"Heh, did you really think I only used the Binding Shackles to control you? You should enjoy the feeling of killing each other!"

A cold glint flashed in Tang Wumou's eyes. He had planted a puppet on Qiao Yu while he was unconscious.

As a Shadow-type mage, controlling a mid-level unconscious person was as easy as pie for Tang Wumou.

He slowly sat down cross-legged and began to suppress the toxins in his body.

Although his puppet could only control Qiao Yu for a short time, it was enough.

"Qiao Yu, stop it!"

Tang Lan fought and retreated, the battle with Qiao Yu putting immense pressure on her.

"I can't stop!"

Qiao Yu felt as if he were a marionette controlled by countless threads, every move beyond his control.

Boom!

Qiao Yu slashed down with his halberd, instantly creating a large crack in the ground.

Tang Lan gasped. If that hit her, wouldn't she be split in two?

Tang Lan couldn't sit still any longer; she had to take out her staff and fight back.

If she didn't, she felt like she might really die here.

"Plant Parasitism!"

Countless green plants grew out of Qiao Yu's body, dense roots piercing into his flesh, making him grit his teeth in pain.

Qiao Yu had used this move on Wallace of the Jini Tai Mei Academy before, but he never expected to be the one suffering now.

Seeing this, Tang Lan immediately bound Qiao Yu tightly with vines, afraid that he would lash out.

But she still underestimated Qiao Yu's terrifying physical body. It wasn't an ordinary physical body, it was a physical body worthy of Wang Wei's poetry.

Qiao Yu strained with all his might, and the vines binding him instantly shattered into several pieces.

"Run!"

Qiao Yu shouted at Tang Lan to run, but he swung the Fang Tian Huaji even faster.

Tang Lan relied on the vines to maneuver, constantly dodging. She was already cursing in her heart, even feeling an impulse to just kill Qiao Yu.

With Qiao Yu blocking her path like a tiger in the road, she had no chance to continue attacking Tang Wumou.

If things continued like this, once Tang Wumou forced out the Seven-Step Violet Toxin from his body, Tang Lan would be the one to die!

Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in Tang Lan's beautiful eyes.

Qiao Yu! I'm sorry!

Ever since witnessing her parents and relatives being sacrificed by Tang Wumou, only one thing remained in Tang Lan's heart! Revenge!

Thinking of her parents' tragic deaths, Tang Lan felt a sharp pain in her heart.

Revenge was the only motivation supporting her to live on. For revenge, she was willing to do anything! Willing to give up anything!

"Wooden Dragon's Roar!"

Tang Lan decided to go all out, first killing Qiao Yu, then killing Tang Wumou along with him!

Countless vines intertwined, slowly condensing into a mighty wooden dragon!

Then, the wooden dragon opened its mouth and roared at Qiao Yu, spewing a mouthful of green dragon breath at Qiao Yu like year-old phlegm.

"Crap!"

Qiao Yu wanted to dodge, but how could Tang Wumou give him the chance?

Qiao Yu unwillingly opened his arms and used his physical body to block the dragon breath.

The smell of roasted meat filled the air as the flesh on Qiao Yu's body was burned, but Tang Wumou, hiding behind him, was completely unharmed.

Qiao Yu had already silently cursed Tang Wumou's ancestors for eighteen generations. Of all the people he'd met, Tang Wumou was the most insidious. That old bastard had no martial morality at all.

Tang Lan was panting, her eyes full of disbelief. Even her full-force attack couldn't seriously injure Qiao Yu?

Back at Soul Cleansing Lake, Qiao Yu was no match for her at all.

How long had it been? Qiao Yu was now standing there letting her hit him, and she couldn't even move him.

"Well done! Your physical body is indeed frighteningly strong!"

At this moment, Tang Wumou stood up and patted Qiao Yu on the shoulder, his old eyes filled with greed for Qiao Yu's body.

There was a puddle of purple blood on the ground, the Seven-Step Violet Toxin that Tang Lan had injected into Tang Wumou's body, which he had now completely forced out.

Tang Lan's eyes were filled with despair. This toxin was her biggest trump card to kill Tang Wumou. With the poison broken, it meant that the person who would die today would probably be her.

Qiao Yu really wanted to turn around and give Tang Wumou a halberd strike, but he couldn't move at all.

Tang Wumou waved his hand lightly, and Tang Lan was sent flying like a cannonball, as if she had been hit by an speeding semi-trailer.

Then, he hugged Qiao Yu, revealing his toothless red gums, looking extremely sinister.

"Alright, Qiao Yu, now there's no one to disturb the two of us!"

Just as Tang Wumou thought he would definitely be able to seize Qiao Yu's body this time, a gloomy voice sounded.

"Heh! I knew it, someone must be secretly helping my good nephew! It seems the mysterious expert by his side is you!"

Bai Shiyan walked in with a gloomy face, carrying the Ninth Elder as he pushed open the door of the hut.

Behind him were also the Wood King, the Sword King, and the Hammer King. Bai Shiyan had originally planned to leave directly, but he unexpectedly sensed Qiao Yu's aura here.

Seeing Tang Wumou hugging Qiao Yu so intimately, Bai Shiyan became even more certain of his guess.

He had previously felt that Qiao Yu couldn't have escaped from the carp's watch, let alone killed Ma Benwei. Now, seeing Tang Wumou, Bai Shiyan instantly understood everything!

"What mysterious expert? I don't know what you're talking about!" Facing Bai Shiyan's questioning, Tang Wumou looked confused.

"Don't know what I'm talking about? Heh... the carp I left to watch over Qiao Yu, you killed it, didn't you?" A cold glint flashed in Bai Shiyan's eyes.

Tang Wumou: "?"

"The subordinate I sent out to capture Qiao Yu, Ma Benwei, was also killed by you, wasn't he?" The coldness in Bai Shiyan's eyes intensified.

Tang Wumou: "??"

"A mere old and decrepit Emperor-realm cultivator dares to oppose me, Bai Shiyan! Today, I will make sure you die without a burial place!" The coldness in Bai Shiyan's eyes completely turned into a cold killing intent!

Tang Wumou: "???"