90: Chapter 90 Long time no see, you old scoundrel Wan Fu!

Now it seems that Old Thief Wanfu has truly gone ruthless!

He intends to use the Myriad Talisman Formation to blast everyone to death!

In truth, Ancestor Wanfu never really intended to kill Ancestor Chaotian, Immortal Master Xuanqing;

he was merely an insignificant character,

Ancestor Wanfu didn't even take him seriously,

but there was no helping it, he insisted on throwing himself into the fray!

While Old Thief Wanfu was forming the Myriad Talisman Formation,

Ancestor of Mount Shu, Yu Hengzi, could have flashed over at any moment,

and slapped him to death with a single strike!

Now, Ancestor Chaotian dared not move at all!

The eighteen hundred-foot Blood-colored Golden Talismans that Jiang Lan had unleashed,

slammed squarely onto the thousand-foot chaotian bell!

The next second!

"Boom!"

The eighteen Blood-colored Golden Talismans exploded simultaneously!

The thousand-foot chaotian bell was blasted into smithereens!

White Leaf Sky suffered a backlash, his face turning deathly pale, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood!

White Leaf Sky had truly lost his head; when he unleashed the chaotian bell earlier, he had drained all of his spiritual power!

And a person without spiritual power is no different from a dead man on the battlefield!

Jiang Lan drew his Immortal sword, Beiming, and vanished on the spot!

The next second!

Jiang Lan's figure brushed past White Leaf Sky, he casually swung his sword to sever White Leaf Sky's head, then landed and sheathed his sword!

Ruthless and decisive!

His expression was calm and indifferent, without the slightest ripple!

It was simply cool beyond measure!

The Beggar Clan Old Ancestor, Luo Xingfeng, and Saintess Luo Yao were completely stunned!

A Qi Refinement Stage Cultivator fighting a Great Golden Core Cultivator—most people would be scared to death just by the thought.

This kid unleashed a killing blow right from the start, ruthless and decisive; after only three exchanges, he had directly slain a Great Golden Core Cultivator with his sword!

Luo Xingfeng broke out in a cold sweat, his entire body feeling as if he had just been fished out of water.

If it had been him, he feared he would have died an even more miserable death than White Leaf Sky!

After all, White Leaf Sky still had the Chaotian Sect's sect-protecting treasure, the chaotian bell, and he still ended up like that.

As for himself, apart from the title of Nascent Soul Realm, he had nothing!

Wouldn't he have been blown to bits, leaving not even a scrap behind?

The father and daughter exchanged glances, immediately knowing what the other was thinking!

Luo Xingfeng: 'Girl, this kid you've set your eyes on is too strong! Your father cannot beat him! Trying to force the issue probably won't work; shouldn't we, father and daughter, think of another plan?'

Saintess Luo Yao: 'Father, I see it too! It seems we can only resort to soft tactics. I must carefully consider how to trick this kid back... no, that's not right, I mean marry him back to our Luo family!'

Saintess Luo Yao's beautiful eyes flickered, and she began to calculate how to trick this Young Master before her into... no, that's not right, how to invite him into her land of gentleness!

Ancestor Wanfu turned to look at the Ancestor of Mount Shu, Yu Hengzi.

"If the Seven Saints of Mount Shu were all still alive, I would still have some reservations. But now that only you remain, you actually dare to challenge me? You are courting death!"

Ancestor Wanfu pressed his life-bound golden talisman into the center of his brow!

Suddenly!

Ancestor Wanfu's aura changed abruptly!

Clad in a simple white robe, radiating Immortal Qi, his sleeves fluttering, his entire body shone with brilliant golden light, and a "Talisman" character ignited at the center of his brow!

It was as if an Immortal had descended to the world!

Ancestor Wanfu quickly formed seals with his hands, chanting incantations!

Countless golden talismans flew out from Ancestor Wanfu's sleeves!

They filled the sky, flying toward the battlefield above!

These golden talismans, without exception, were all Nascent Soul Realm golden talismans.

Finally, three Spirit Transformation Realm golden talismans flew out from the center of Ancestor Wanfu's brow and flew into the three array eyes of the Myriad Talisman Formation!

The Myriad Talismans were in position!

Then, Ancestor Wanfu bit his finger, using his own blood as ink to draw blood-colored runes, which flew toward the Myriad Talismans!

Instantly, the golden Myriad Talismans erupted with blood-red light, and they began to eerily turn blood-colored one by one!

Presumably, 400 years ago, the eight Nascent Soul old ghosts and over thirty Great Golden Core experts of the Demon Sect were wiped out by Ancestor Wanfu in exactly this way!

Trapped within a thousand-foot blood-stained cage, they could not escape.

They could not break through this Spirit Transformation Realm defensive formation, and could only watch helplessly as all the talismans were dyed blood-red!

When the Myriad Talismans finally formed the array, they struck down simultaneously!

Wiping out everyone from the Demon Sect in an instant!

This Myriad Talisman Formation was truly ruthless; the time spent waiting helplessly for death was enough to make a Cultivator's mind collapse several times over, suffering mental torment, only to be blasted to death in a single blow!

Ancestor Wanfu had originally thought that the Ancestor of Mount Shu, Yu Hengzi, would be terrified and lose all color in his face!

At the very least, his expression would certainly change dramatically.

However, that did not happen!

The Ancestor of Mount Shu, Yu Hengzi, just hung quietly in the air, watching him form the Myriad Talisman Formation with great calm!

Ancestor Wanfu was watched so quietly by Yu Hengzi that his scalp went numb and his heart grew uneasy!

This Seventh Saint of Mount Shu, Yu Hengzi, was not right!

Ancestor Wanfu had already unleashed the Myriad Talisman Formation; the Ancestor of Mount Shu, Yu Hengzi, was surely doomed, so why was he not panicking at all?

Why had his expression not changed in the slightest!

Even if Yu Hengzi did not have many days left to live and had seen through life and death, the dozen or so Qi Refinement Stage Disciples of Mount Shu he was protecting, along with his two Personal Disciples, would all die too!

Why was he so calm?

Ancestor Wanfu had a bad premonition; this Seventh Saint of Mount Shu, Yu Hengzi, had a problem!

"Old Thief Wanfu, who told you that of the Seven Saints of Mount Shu, only I, Yu Hengzi, remain?"

"Im... impossible! Besides you, all the Seven Saints have already passed away! After each Saint passed away, I personally went to your Mount Shu to pay my respects, and I personally watched them being buried! How could they still be alive?"

Ancestor Wanfu's body was struck as if by lightning; his face turned deathly pale, and he stumbled, nearly falling headlong!

He was clearly terrified!

"Old Thief Wanfu, long time no see!"

Ancestor Wanfu wore an expression as if he had seen a ghost, glancing in the direction of the Ancestor of Mount Shu—just one glance!

Cold sweat "popped" out!

His entire body felt as if it had been fished out of water!

Seven figures with white hair and beards appeared before him!

The seven figures, without exception, were all clad in moon-white robes, with the three characters for "Seven Saints" written in wild, blood-red cursive on their backs!

Ancestor Wanfu's face was deathly pale, devoid of any color, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably!

Ancestor Wanfu was clearly afraid!

The Seven Saints of Mount Shu had ruled the Taixu Realm for over six hundred years, leaving behind too many legends!

The seven of them had slain Spirit Transformation Realm old ghosts with their swords, and the seven sons had battled Body Integration Realm experts!

How could Ancestor Wanfu not be afraid?

Ancestor Wanfu formed seals with his hands like a madman; his Myriad Talisman Formation had reached the final critical moment, and in ten more breaths, it could be unleashed!

As long as the Myriad Talisman Formation was completed and the Myriad Talismans were blasted out together, let alone you Seven Saints of Mount Shu, even if your Saint of Mount Shu came back to life, he would still have to die!

The reason the Seven Saints of Mount Shu bore the name "Saint" was because they shared a common Revered Master!

That's right!

It was none other than the Saint of Mount Shu!