Published: March 8, 2025
“Aiya, Ancestral Patriarch, you have to trust me just this once.” Danqiong almost jumped up with injuries.
Xie Zhiqiu snorted and reluctantly opened his old mouth, fully believing in the improbable. The next moment, with a loud pop, a pill was thrown into his mouth from who knows where.
Is there really one?
Xie Zhiqiu was taken aback, thinking to himself, I don't know if it works or who threw it. There was no time to look around.
The next moment, he felt a surge of heat suddenly rise from his nearly dried-up dantian. In just a breath, his strength actually recovered by a small portion; he was instantly overjoyed!
With a roar, he charged out, and with a furious strike, his strength actually… was completely restored?!
The joy of Xie Zhiqiu was simply extraordinary!
He was at lord-level first rank strength; if his strength fully recovered, dealing with the Ao Clan would be a piece of cake! With a wild roar, he charged out lively.
With a palm strike to the chest, Cai Xiaocheng sneered and met him head-on with full force. He thought to himself, if you were at your peak, I would naturally fear you, but now you have already lost ninety percent of your life, I’m not afraid of your old mouth!
To his surprise, when their palms collided, he felt an overwhelming force rushing toward him. Cai Xiaocheng let out a loud scream, disbelief showing in his eyes as blood spurted from all seven orifices, and his body was sent flying far away like a battered ball, crashing violently into a large tree, with a crack as all his ribs broke.
Before losing consciousness, he still screamed, “Is this a ghost? This is impossible!”
Xie Zhiqiu laughed heartily, his white beard fluttering in the wind: the resentment that had been chased away was finally unleashed. He leaped into the crowd, left palm and right sword, starting a massacre!
Thinking of how his homeland had been ruthlessly destroyed, the hard work of his ancestors spanning hundreds of years turned into nothing, fleeing for his life, countless descendants dying before his eyes, Xie Zhiqiu laughed tragically, his anger boiling over, tears in his eyes, yet before they could fall, they were consumed by fury!
The blood splattering from beneath his palm and sword made Xie Zhiqiu, this elder, feel an unending satisfaction of revenge. Each splash of blood seemed to carry the peaceful repose of the heroic souls of the Xie Clan…
“Have a good journey! Have a good journey! Have a… good journey!” As Xie Zhiqiu struck, he roared madly and tragically for those heroic souls of his family, each one receiving his blessings!
Because I have avenged you!
It seemed he could already see on the silent and still Road to the Underworld, his kin witnessing the death of their enemies, each face bearing a comforting smile, floating towards that glowing path, unburdened, without regrets, never looking back…
“Look! Look! I have avenged you! Revenge has been taken!!…” Xie Zhiqiu’s strikes became more hurried, more violent; at this moment of restored strength, he completely went mad.
At this very moment, a radiant jade flower blossomed from his back; it was Danqiong who had also received an incomplete version of the ninefold pill, instantly restoring her strength, leaping down from the Ancestral Patriarch’s back, and the first thing she did was strike with the jade flower!
The splendid and brilliant jade flower emerged, unleashing a storm of blood and violence!
As the jade flower came out, a hundred flowers withered!
This number one in the world’s hidden weapons suddenly struck, and the effect was absolutely extraordinary!
Completely unexpected, no one thought that the young master of the Xie Clan would suddenly recover, and many people, just like that, were abruptly taken away from life by the jade flower.
The jade flower danced brilliantly, leaving behind a stream of tragic blood light. The sparkling petals pierced through one body, then another, screams intertwining into a chorus.
Then, as the Chu Yang ninefold pill flew out, Rocky Luo also rose to fight: his injuries also instantly healed!