169: Powerful and terrifying protectors

The shadow of death instantly enveloped Jia Wenmo's entire mind!

He could feel it!

He truly, vividly felt a thick, fatal crisis sufficient to completely erase him!

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

For the first time, a look of panic appeared on Jia Wenmo's face!

At this moment, he no longer cared about hiding anything; he suddenly looked up and roared in frustration toward the empty void!

"How much longer are you going to watch?!"

"—If you don't make a move now, just wait to collect my corpse!!!"

His voice seemed to contain some kind of peculiar magic, piercing through the barriers of space.

"Sigh..."

The next moment.

A sigh, full of helplessness and vicissitudes, seemingly coming from the ancient past, abruptly sounded between heaven and earth.

It was just this one sigh!

Hum—!!!

The entire world suddenly paused!

Time seemed to have been pressed to a pause button at this moment!

The raging wind stopped!

The flying dust solidified in mid-air!

Even Shangguan Jing's Nascent Soul, which had burned to the extreme and was about to erupt with heaven-destroying power, was forcibly...

Fixed in place less than three inches from Jia Wenmo's brow!

On that Nascent Soul, Shangguan Jing's crazy and resolute expression was clearly visible, as if it were a vivid sculpture!

Space and time were imprisoned!

Immediately after.

In front of Jia Wenmo, space rippled like water.

A figure wearing gray cloth, with an ordinary face and plain aura, looking just like a neighborly old man, emerged silently.

He just stood there quietly, as if he had merged into the entire world.

"It's you!!!"

The moment it saw the old man, that black Dragon soul suddenly erupted with a wave of fear countless times stronger than when it saw the Nascent Soul self-destruct!

It screamed uncontrollably!

"How could it be you?! Why are you here?!"

It would never forget!

Back then, it was severely injured by the joint efforts of Wan Jian, Ancestor Jin Huo, and that group of guys, fleeing in a sorry state.

Just when it thought it had escaped,

It was this seemingly ordinary old man who appeared before it!

Then...

Using only one hand!

He easily suppressed and sealed it while it was in its prime!

That powerlessness and despair, like an ant looking up at the vast sky, had long since become the deepest nightmare in its heart!

It couldn't see through this person's cultivation at all!

Unfathomable!

Like a vast sea of stars, boundless!

And Shangguan Jing's Nascent Soul, fixed in the air, had eyes also filled with endless horror!

He could never have dreamed!

In this small Three Seas City, there was actually hidden such a... terrifying existence that even a Spirit Transformation Realm powerhouse would tremble to see!

Who... who on earth is this?!

The old man ignored the black Dragon's fear; his turbid eyes, which seemed to have seen through the vicissitudes of the world, fell upon Shangguan Jing's Nascent Soul.

There was even a trace of rare approval in his gaze.

"You have spirit, and you have backbone."

"Not bad."

He spoke slowly, his voice flat, yet seemingly containing the supreme truths of heaven and earth.

"It's just a pity..."

The old man shook his head slightly, changing the subject.

"He cannot die."

He stretched out a finger and pointed behind him at Jia Wenmo, whose expression had already returned to calm.

"I am his Dao Protector."

"If he dies, as a Dao Servant whose life is connected to his, I... will not survive either."

Dao Protector!

Dao Servant?!

These words exploded like thunder in Shangguan Jing's mind!

He understood instantly!

This terrifying old man before him was actually Jia Wenmo's Dao Protector!

No wonder...

No wonder Jia Wenmo dared to be so unscrupulous!

So, this was his greatest trump card!

"Therefore..."

The old man looked at him, his gaze like that of someone looking at a Junior about to pass away, with a hint of pity.

"...You must die."

As the words fell.

He raised that withered palm and pointed it at Shangguan Jing's Nascent Soul...

With a light tap.

There was no earth-shattering power.

There was no clash of Laws.

It was just so plain and unremarkable, as if swatting away a mosquito, a casual tap.

"Pop..."

A soft sound.

That Nascent Soul, which had condensed Shangguan Jing's life's cultivation and was about to erupt with monstrous power, was just like a soap bubble being pricked...

Instantly, it was annihilated!

It turned into the purest Five Elements Spiritual Qi, dissipating between heaven and earth.

"Pfft—!!!"

Above the ruins, Shangguan Jing's main body spat out a large mouthful of blood, which even contained fragments of internal organs.

In his wide-eyed gaze, the vitality... dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the end, it turned completely into dead silence.

Thud.

His body fell backward powerlessly, crashing heavily into the dust.

Beast Taming Sect Sect Master, Shangguan Jing.

Body died, Dao vanished!

Having dealt with Shangguan Jing, the Gray-robed Elder seemed to have only done a trivial thing; his figure, just like when he appeared, slowly faded, and finally disappeared completely.

The space-time imprisonment was lifted accordingly.

The violent wind roared again.

As if... he had never appeared at all.

Dead silence.

A silence like death.

After a long time, the weak Dragon soul floated to Jia Wenmo's side and asked with lingering fear:

"Now... what do we do?"

"Letting that Five Elements Bull Demon escape, he will definitely bring the news here back to the Beast Taming Sect!"

"By then, if the Beast Taming Sect joins forces with Myriad Spirits Manor to attack, how can we resist?!"

Its voice was full of anxiety.

The heritage of the Beast Taming Sect was something even Jia Wenmo feared.

And Myriad Spirits Manor had a Soul Transformation Sword Cultivator—Wan Jian—who, although severely injured, still possessed fierce might!

Moreover, it was now injured on top of injuries, with less than one-tenth of its combat power remaining!

How could this battle be fought?

Jia Wenmo's gaze swept back and forth over the place in the ruins where Shangguan Jing and True Lord Jian Chen had dissipated.

No expression could be seen on his face.

A moment later.

He spoke slowly, his cold voice carrying an unquestionable decisiveness.

"Take a trip to the Hundred Poisons Palace."

"Oh?" The Dragon soul was stunned.

The corners of Jia Wenmo's mouth curled into a cold arc.

"The Beast Taming Sect wants to join forces with Myriad Spirits Manor?"

"Then we will drag those lunatics from the Hundred Poisons Palace who play with bugs into the water as well!"

"I want to see, when the East Sea is in complete chaos, who... will be the one to have the last laugh!"

On the shores of the East Sea, ten thousand miles away.

A stream of light, no, that was a huge meteorite burning with five-colored flames, was frantically tearing through the sky in a way that was almost self-destructive!

"Moo—!!!"

A bull roar that pierced the clouds, yet was filled with endless sorrow and pain, resounded across the sky.

It was exactly the Five Elements Bull Demon who had escaped from Three Seas City!