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89: Chapter 89 Isn't it all the same—death?

Ancestor Wanfu and the Ancestor of Mount Shu, Yu Hengzi, had already exchanged over a hundred blows, and the former was frowning deeply.

He had never truly crossed swords with the Seven Holy Sons of Shushan before.

Only after officially engaging one of the Seven Holy Sons of Shushan today did he realize how truly troublesome they were.

The Seven Holy Sons of Shushan not only possessed extremely high Sword Intent, but their moves were also grand and unrestrained.

After all, the Seven Holy Sons of Shushan were Sword Cultivators, holding every advantage in combat: fast speed, precise strikes, and ruthless attacks.

Wielding his life-bound golden talisman, Ancestor Wanfu couldn't gain any advantage and was constantly on the defensive.

Seeing Yu Hengzi transmit a message to Ancestor Chaotian, Ancestor Wanfu couldn't help but glance toward Jiang Lan.

Ancestor Wanfu took only one look, and his expression changed drastically!

Were these eighteen Blood-colored Golden Talismans not the very ones he had given to his fourth-generation great-grandson, Wan Xiushan?

Each one had been tempered with his own essence blood. Preparing the Materials and tempering a single Blood-colored Golden Talisman took at least half a year!

He had spent a full ten years refining these eighteen talismans!

In other words, this Shushan Disciple before him had not only killed his great-grandson but had also recklessly thrown away all the Blood-colored Golden Talismans he had painstakingly crafted over ten years!

Ancestor Wanfu's composure instantly shattered!

His Killing Intent surged upward in an instant!

His mind was filled with only one thought: kill this Shushan Disciple!

Everyone from Shu Mountain deserved to die! No... everyone in the entire Taixu Realm deserved to die!

Ancestor Wanfu took a step forward, hovering high in mid-air, and raised his life-bound golden talisman high with both hands!

"Myriad Talisman Formation, rise for me!"

A bizarre scene unfolded! The Void Realm above the battlefield was torn open!

A square, blood-dripping cage, a thousand zhang in size, descended from the sky and slammed down!

It trapped the entire battlefield inside!

Everyone's expression changed drastically! This Old Thief Wanfu actually intended to use the Myriad Talisman Formation to annihilate everyone!

Ancestor Hehuan had anticipated this; she had engaged in deep exchanges with this old thief many times and knew just how black-hearted Old Thief Wanfu was.

Just as Ancestor Hehuan sensed something was wrong and wanted to run, the thousand-zhang blood-dripping cage slammed down; it was clearly too late.

Ancestor Wanfu pulled out ten Spirit Transformation Realm defensive talisman arrays and threw them out! Instantly, a Spirit Transformation Realm defensive array covering a radius of ten zhang was erected!

Ancestor Wanfu took a step and leaped inside!

Ancestor Wanfu's eyes were bloodshot, his face filled with Killing Intent, as he looked down at the people on the battlefield.

"You all deserve to die! All of you, die! Be buried with my good great-grandson, Wan Xiushan!"

Ancestor Hehuan had wanted to run from the beginning but had been forcibly blocked by Ancestor Wanfu!

Later, she had been suppressed and beaten by the Shushan Wine Immortal, Dust-Forgetting Master!

The key was that this Dust-Forgetting Master didn't know how to cherish the fairer sex at all; her delicate body had been struck solidly by him over thirty times!

If not for her natal sky lantern constantly healing her injuries, she would have been beaten to death by the Shushan Wine Immortal long ago!

And now, this Old Thief Wanfu wanted to kill her along with the others!

She felt absolutely stifled at this moment!

She had served this Old Thief Wanfu with all her might, yet she was treated as a pawn to deal with Shu Mountain, and in the end, he even used the Myriad Talisman Formation to bury her along with the rest!

What methods! What schemes! How ruthless!

While dodging, Ancestor Hehuan coquettishly scolded the Shushan Wine Immortal, "Dust-Forgetting Master, are you a blockhead? Can't you see that Old Thief Wanfu is going to use the Myriad Talisman Formation to annihilate all of us? Why are you still suppressing and beating me?"

However, the Shushan Wine Immortal acted as if he hadn't heard her at all, delivering another set of Drunken Immortal Fists. Ancestor Hehuan gritted her teeth, her beautiful eyes filled with grievance!

Who had she offended? From the start of the fight until now, she had been constantly beaten. Soon, when Old Thief Wanfu's Myriad Talisman Formation was complete, he would blast her into nothingness!

Was there any justice left in the world?

Ancestor Wanshou, Myriad South Mountain, and the tail-less Heaven Swallowing Giant Python—one man and one snake—were fleeing with their tails between their legs!

Shu Mountain Xiaoyaozi, in his white immortal robes, brandished his immortal sword, chasing the man and the snake and slashing wildly!

Ancestor Wanshou felt stifled to the extreme. He had lived his whole life bearing the title of Prodigy, never having been this pathetic!

Ancestor Wanshou had calculated that while Shu Mountain Xiaoyaozi's Immortal Form was indeed monstrous, it couldn't possibly last long!

He was waiting—waiting for the duration of Xiaoyaozi's Immortal Form to end so he could avenge his old companion, the Heaven Swallowing Giant Python, for the sword strike that severed its tail!

But Ancestor Wanshou truly hadn't expected that Old Thief Wanfu would try to kill him as well!

"Old Thief Wanfu, I didn't provoke you! Isn't your heart a bit too black?"

Ancestor Wanshou roared in the direction of Ancestor Wanfu!

Ancestor Wanshou thought about how he was being chased and slashed by Xiaoyaozi, and would soon be blasted to death by Old Thief Wanfu's Myriad Talisman Formation! It was just too stifling!

If he fled, he would die; if he didn't, he would die too. Wouldn't death be inevitable regardless?

Ancestor Wanshou steeled himself! He let out a roar to the sky! And couldn't help but run even faster with his tail between his legs!

In the end, he didn't have the courage to face death! Ultimately, he was still afraid of death! He wanted to delay it as long as possible!

The most wronged Old Ancestor on the field was likely Ancestor Chaotian, Immortal Master Xuanqing.

He had originally intended to leave, because it was clear that Shu Mountain was about to fall out with Ancestor Wanfu!

If Shu Mountain and Ancestor Wanfu started fighting, with only his Nascent Soul Realm tenth-layer cultivation, he wouldn't even know how he died!

The mere shockwaves from their battle could annihilate him!

But, in the end, he had felt a pang of compassion!

For one, White Leaf Sky was his closing Disciple, and he had even named White Leaf Sky's son, Bai Jingyang.

Ancestor Chaotian had watched Bai Jingyang grow up with his own eyes! To tell the truth, from the bottom of his heart, Ancestor Chaotian still wanted White Leaf Sky to get his revenge!

Secondly, the moment the Shushan Beggars Sect Disciple appeared, the scene instantly descended into chaos! The level of chaos far exceeded Ancestor Chaotian's imagination!

The Ancestor of Mount Shu and Ancestor Wanfu had started fighting directly; this was fine and within his expectations!

But he truly hadn't expected Ancestor Wanshou to attack the Shushan Disciple, and to be chased and slashed by Xiaoyaozi! Who could have foreseen that?

And that Ancestor Hehuan would also attack the Shushan Disciple, only to be suppressed and beaten by the Shushan Wine Immortal! Who could have foreseen that?

The scene had turned into a complete mess!

The Shushan Disciple only had Beggar Clan Old Ancestor Luo Xingfeng in front of him, a junior who had just stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm—someone he could crush with a wave of his hand!

The opportunity to avenge White Leaf Sky's son, Bai Jingyang, had arrived perfectly, hadn't it?

But Ancestor Chaotian truly hadn't expected that this Qi Refining Stage Shushan Disciple would be so strong, and more importantly, possess so many trump cards—able to produce over twenty top-grade Nascent Soul Attack Talismans! Could you believe that?

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