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In the Cheng Dao Sect's Xiao Family Cave Heaven, Xiao Zhe, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. Even from thousands of miles away, he could still sense the impending destruction that loomed. He flipped a copper coin into the air, which appeared in his palm, and turned it eastward. Gradually, the figure of Gu Ping began to materialize. However, just as he caught sight of the shattered jade slip, the image dissipated with a cold snort from Xiao Zhe.
As Xiao Zhe stepped out of the Cave Heaven, his expression was as if shrouded by the Eternal Cold River. Even Xiao Heng, who was laughing and chatting warmly in Pingyue, dared not say much upon seeing him.
Xiao Zhe crushed a piece of blue stone beneath his foot and leaped into the sky, disappearing into the horizon without a trace. A figure drifted by in the sky, watching the direction in which Xiao Zhe had left, shaking their head slightly, lost in thought.
Not knowing where my senior brother intends to go, I have come to see him off.
A figure clad in a green Dao robe stood in front of Xiao Zhe, smiling brightly. To those unaware of the truth, it might seem as if they were basking in a spring breeze.
See me off? Xiao Zhe's leg shimmered with silver light as Dust Whisk appeared beneath him. Zhang Heng—did he wait specifically for me?
Junior brother dares not! There is Demonic Energy stirring in the southwest direction of Bu Luo; I merely wish to investigate it and do not wish to trouble my senior brother. Please return.
If I dare to stop him, I would leave my own head here to honor the name of his disciple.
Senior brother, please be quiet; you are quite frightening. But Zhang Heng cannot allow senior brother to proceed like this.
Do you think that stopping him means no one can deal with my faction? The Ancestor of the Xiao Family is not dead yet.
After speaking, Xiao Zhe said no more. The Dust Whisk beneath him stirred with Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy and transformed into a formation aimed at trapping Zhang Heng within it so he could hurry to find Gu Ping.
Senior brother, don’t be so impatient! Don’t you want to know why there has been no message returned from the jade slip? Thank my gatekeeper Dao Child Xiao Heng for intercepting the spiritual essence contained within the jade slip with the talisman he gifted. Senior brother should consider your disciples and everyone from the Xiao Clan more carefully! Hahaha!
As Zhang Heng laughed towards the heavens, his entire being suddenly exploded apart. Blood gushed forth but did not flow away; instead, it coalesced into a Blood River surging toward Xiao Zhe.
With a shake, Dust Whisk transformed into a shield, blocking Xiao Zhe's path. It then began to envelop Blood River, but whether Blood River was liquid or not, it changed direction and broke through Dust Whisk's defenses, continuing to advance toward Xiao Zhe.
Casting spells with his legs in rapid succession, a bronze furnace carved with dragons and winds emerged above Xiao Zhe's head. The lid flew open, and a fierce flame swept over Blood River. Five meters in front of Xiao Zhe, the flames surged, yet Blood River showed no signs of dissipating; instead, it grew even stronger.
"I don't deny it," Xiao Zhe thought. "That is the Blood River Demon Technique."
Xiao Zhe was indeed a Great Master of the Transcendence Period. After several attempts, he finally recalled the infamous demonic technique from the Battle of Good and Evil. If not for the notorious reputation of the Blood River Demon Technique, how could he, a cultivator who took tens of thousands of years to achieve Transcendence in that battle, recognize such a technique?
"Hahaha!"
Blood River surged as an unpredictable head emerged from its depths. It solidified into an imposing elderly man with slightly red hair, his wild laughter echoing through the realm.
"I am the Blood River Ancestor; Junior shall not escape death."
In an instant, Blood River enveloped Xiao Zhe's head, attempting to swallow him whole into the Blood Sea and refine him into blood water. But just then, an Azure Jade Beam descended from the sky. The Jade Lotus covered the area above Blood River, drawing it into the Liuli Lamp and preventing any further waves from rising.
An Elder with Crane Hair and a Youthful Face approached from afar, chattering away: "Ah, Great Strife Year! Even those rats in the sewers are restless. One avatar dares to challenge our Cheng Dao Sect's trump card. Where have those Juniors in the Sect gone? What about that little brat Xiao Hongji? Why hasn't he come to handle this matter? Look at me! Little brat, Old Man thinks highly of you—truly better than those wooden-headed fools in the Sect."
"More legs from Xie Laozu! I wonder what your esteemed surname is?"
Even he didn't know; my little Kid! Old Man praised me so much that even Yu Qing San Ren's name had never been heard before. How things change! How things change!
Yu Qing San Ren continued to chatter on, leaving even the crane sitting nearby unable to bear it any longer as it ignored the Elderly Daoist with White Hair and a Childlike Face.
"Master Yu Qing," Xiao Zhe suddenly recalled the esteemed figure's identity and quickly bowed, saying, "I did not know you had returned, please forgive me. My disciple is currently entangled with the Demonic Path; I ask for your assistance."
"My disciple?" Master Yu Qing looked at Xiao Zhe in surprise. He furrowed his brow and calculated with his fingers, then slapped the back of a celestial crane in alarm. "This is bad; it could lead to trouble. Hurry, hurry! That foolish one of mine has gotten himself into a predicament."
"Thank you for your help, Master," Xiao Zhe said gratefully.
After the formalities, he rushed toward the battlefield.
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