Just after Mu Xu hit the target.
In Huang Laojiu’s eyes, the original white robe had somehow turned into a green robe, and the appearance had greatly changed. It was not the person he wanted to kill at all.
Within the gale, the green-robed scholar fell straight down, plunging into the depths of Luofeng Slope as if returning to the abyss, from then on disappearing without a trace.
"Haha, it’s been so many years since this old man came out, and to be tripped by a cripple, truly useless indeed."
Huang Laojiu has already understood the chain of events.
Only after he no longer concealed his cultivation could he see that the other party used Essence Blood and lifespan to activate a Second-Tier Talisman, but it was too late.
At the moment Master Feng Qi struck, the Wind Queen’s Magic above shattered into pieces, then unfolded a gray barrier like a curtain to cover him.
A strike only happened once.
Or rather, as soon as he displayed any law power, spells, or magic artifacts of the late Golden Core stage, even for an instant, he would be exposed, and could only hide within the concealing boundary of the Wind Queen’s Magic afterward.
The concealing boundary is equivalent to a solid wall, trapping Huang Laojiu within it. If he continued to strike, he would personally break the cage protecting him.
For this reason, it was impossible for him to prematurely reveal any spells of the Golden Core Realm to investigate, wasting a precious chance to strike.
In an instant of distraction, a crack appeared on the concealing boundary.
At the same time, a flame shot up into the sky, heading straight towards Luofeng Slope from a distance.
"Old thief, return my senior brother’s life!!!"
The true white robe emerged amid raging flames, his pupils spitting fire, his visage terrifying like the Fire God descending from the heavens.
Huang Laojiu chuckled indifferently, still revealing his blackened teeth with a simple face: "Little Chen Daoist, this old man’s observation shows your senior brother’s meridians have dried up, and old wounds are hard to heal. He didn’t have many days left, cutting his life short saves him from suffering, shouldn’t little Chen Daoist be happy? Why such anger?"
"What did you say?!!"
The Burning Sky Intense Flames consumed the Heavenly Dome.
The setting sun fell on the phoenix, fire clouds filled the sky.
"Big movement but little skill."
Huang Laojiu, hiding inside the Heavenly Mechanism’s concealed boundary, watched the beautiful scene of dusk, took a sip of bitter yellow wine: "Little Chen Daoist, you won this round, this old one will take his leave, advise you not to waste your effort chasing. If a mere True Power Martial Cultivator could kill a Core Formation Cultivator, our hundreds of years would have been lived in vain? Farewell, farewell!"
He, along with the cage formed by the Heavenly Mechanism Boundary, turned into a light of escape, in the blink of an eye reaching the edge of the sky.
No matter how much Chen Sansi chased, his Magical Cultivation realm was only at the Qi Refining Middle Stage, how could he compare to a cultivator of late Golden Core stage.
Even though he burned mana and activated talismans, he could only watch as the toothless old cultivator grew ever distant from him.
The white robe’s anguished roar echoed across the heavens and earth: "If you are executed on the spot today, I will only kill you! If you escape the Divine Continent today, one day I will annihilate your entire Guiyuan Sect!!!"
Huang Laojiu chuckled awkwardly: "Young in age but not in arrogance, think first where little Chen Daoist will get resources for future cultivation after offending all sects under heaven."
Golden light accelerated again.
His figure completely disappeared.
Chen Sansi chased until his mana was exhausted, no longer able to sustain flight, falling like a wingless eagle from a great height, crashing into a mountain top, raising a cloud of dust.
With a thunderous sound, he leapt from the devastation, crashing through countless towering ancient trees, running wildly into the depths of Luofeng Slope, finding the corpse wearing green robes.
Chen Sansi collapsed in the dirt, silent for a long time, just quietly watching the body, his face resembling a deep dark lake, no one could tell what he was thinking.
Until night fell, the sound of armored horse hooves rang continuously.
Xu Wencai and the generals of Beiliang arrived one after the other.
Wang Zhi and others were all stunned on the spot, the forest once again plunged into deathly silence.
Xu Wencai closed his eyes and breathed, calming his mind before walking to the highest point of Luofeng Slope. As he observed the stars again, he saw.
With Phoenix fallen, a new star over Beiliang, Ziwei bright, taking dominion over the Five Emperors.
Under the flickering torchlight, Chen Sansi slowly rose, facing the direction of Chang’an, and ordered solemnly: "Beiliang fights to the death to protect the nation, yet the court endlessly suspects, colluding with Guiyuan Sect to kill our strategist, intending to destroy our Beiliang, retreat is no longer an option, immediately march to the Capital City, to punish the unworthy Emperor!"
Thousands upon thousands echoed in unison, the sound shaking the heavens and earth.
During the time of Mao, just at the break of dawn.
The rightful Emperor Cao Huan got up early, preparing to attend court and listen to government affairs. The Great Sheng has been decaying for a long time, he must strive energetically to set the world in order with his remaining life, so that he may support the society.
He did not indulge in women or pleasure, having been diligent these past two years.
Two palace maids opened the palace doors, and as Cao Huan stepped over the threshold, he saw several officials, ignoring attempts to stop them, stumble into the bedchamber.
He frowned: "I’m about to go to court, why such urgency, can’t it wait?"
"There’s a big incident, a big incident!"
Overly alarmed, Shangguan Haichang stumbled and fell to the ground: "Guiyuan Sect, that Guiyuan Sect’s Huang Laojiu, has killed Fang Qingyun!"