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What a ruthless kid! It's time for you to make a name for yourself!
The Old Celestial Master’s body radiated a golden light, solidifying like a barrier. He aimed his palm at the black needle and struck it with force. A blue-purple Lightning Serpent erupted from his palm in an instant.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The collision of the black ghostly light and the blue-purple thunder unleashed an explosion of colors that condensed into a point before violently bursting apart. The immense force of the explosion tore through the surrounding space, and a blinding white light radiated outward like an enormous spotlight, resembling the height of day.
The Black Hand, grasping the Old Celestial Master’s golden light spell, shattered in an instant. However, this momentary disruption left the Old Celestial Master suspended in mid-air for a brief moment, providing Zuo Ci with a crucial opportunity to escape.
Seeing the Old Celestial Master frozen in the air, Zuo Ci wasted no time. He immediately commanded the Lu Hun Fan, transforming it into a streak of Black Flowing Light as he fled rapidly.
A wave of clear light brushed past him.
The Old Celestial Master landed somewhat awkwardly, his beard slightly singed. The brilliance of midday faded, and the surrounding area became lively again, filled with the sounds of vendors calling out their wares.
Clearly, the Old Celestial Master’s Dao Domain had been shattered.
Indeed!
The Old Celestial Master exhaled a breath of foul air, nearly forcing out all of Lao Fu's hidden cards.
That kid is something else!
“Master, would you like some candied hawthorn?”
The Old Man who had previously offered Zuo Ci a discount approached the Old Celestial Master with a beaming smile, eager to make a sale.
“Two for ten?” asked the Old Celestial Master with a chuckle.
“Oh no, Master! We monks don’t speak falsehoods. Others sell two for ten; how about three for you?” The Old Man grinned widely.
The corners of the Old Celestial Master’s mouth twitched slightly as he decisively turned away.
“Wuliang Tianzun, Poor Dao isn’t angry!”
In the distance, in the outskirts.
Zuo Ci hid in a secluded spot within Luanzanggang, his breath somewhat weak. It was evident that this had been the most challenging battle he had faced. Looking around Tongcheng, who could possibly kill Daoist Zuo?
The Team Qingming? They were still not up to the task! Yet, someone had almost managed to do it! Zuo Ci was not foolish; he understood that the Old Celestial Master had held back. However, he couldn't quite grasp the Old Celestial Master's intentions. Was it a matter of seeking justice? That didn’t seem right! Was it about imparting teachings? That didn’t fit either! Could it simply be a case of taking pleasure in the hunt? It was hard to say!
Suddenly, a figure with hair covering her face and dressed in red, a Li Gui, crawled onto Zuo Ci's shoulder. She began to blow cold winds against his cheek with wild abandon. Normally, a Li Gui would extinguish a person's yang fire. Yet before Zuo Ci stood a malevolent presence, one that was on the verge of becoming an extremely yin and sinister type of Li Gui, able to barely roam in broad daylight.
Of course, this was also related to Luanzanggang's unique geographical position; the buried souls here were not those who had died peacefully. Their grudges ran deep, and without anyone to offer incense or prayers, over time this place had transformed into an absolute realm of yin. This was precisely the kind of location favored by practitioners of Deviant Arts.
However, it was clear that this Hong Yi Sha had chosen the wrong target. No matter how fiercely she blew, Zuo Ci's soul remained undisturbed, even in his weakened state. The Hong Yi Sha seemed unwilling to accept defeat and continued to blow with all her might. Zuo Ci appeared to grow somewhat impatient.
Tilting his head, he wore a sullen expression.
He whispered into Hong Yi Sha's ear, "Keep it up, and I'll kill you!"
Hong Yi Sha retorted, "Brother, show some respect! I'm a ghost! A ghost! Has the status of ghosts fallen so low now?"
She was somewhat annoyed and embarrassed. A sinister smile crept across her face as she opened her mouth, revealing her crimson tongue.
Taking advantage of Zuo Ci's moment of recovering his magic, she began to lick his face with her crimson tongue, which was slick with thick saliva, continuously gliding over Zuo Ci's cheek.
"I’m going to have you today!" Hong Yi Sha declared.
Zuo Ci was caught off guard and didn’t dodge in time!
Suddenly, the Black Soul Banner soared into the air.
Hong Yi Sha immediately displayed a look of human-like confusion. "Ren Huang Fan? But why is this banner emitting black mist?"
"Die!" Zuo Ci scoffed as he wiped his cheek and changed his hand seals.
Ahhhh!
In an instant, Hong Yi Sha was shattered by the Lu Hun Fan, her soul scattering into pieces as the black Sha Qi was completely absorbed by Zuo Ci.
Reversing the Celestial Pole!
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