109: Old people are hot-tempered.

He slowly turned around, his gaze falling upon Ye Fojian, who was beside him.

At this moment,

Ye Fojian’s entire body was practically devoid of any intact areas; his injuries were so severe that it was unbearable to look at, and even the Immortal Slaying Sword beside him had lost its former luster, becoming dim.

“He’s actually this heavily injured?” He gasped, his face filled with astonishment.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that it was fortunate the immense spiritual power contained within the pan tao fruit continuously nourished his internal organs, preventing them from completely shattering!

He furrowed his brows tightly, and a trace of uncontrollable anger flashed deep within his eyes.

Had he not arrived in time, Fojian might have tragically died under that old man’s palm!

“The Ancient Underworld Clan, you’ve gone too far! Very well, you’re finished!” Jiang Qingchen gnashed his teeth and roared in fury.

As he spoke, he swiftly took out a ninth-grade Medicinal Pill and unhesitatingly stuffed it into Ye Fojian’s mouth.

At the same time, a terrifying murderous Aura erupted from his body, shaking the heavens and earth.

Regarding the identity and background of the person who attacked earlier, Jiang Qingchen had already understood it the moment he saw the opponent's blood.

This unique blood characteristic belongs only to the Ancient Underworld Clan from that forbidden place—the Nether Sea!

He remembered this grudge!

The ninth-grade Medicinal Pill truly lived up to its reputation; its medicinal power was incredibly miraculous.

The moment it entered his mouth, the Medicinal Pill immediately transformed into a clear spring, then released an astonishing surge of enormous energy.

In the blink of an eye, this terrifying medicinal power spread like a tide throughout Ye Fojian’s entire body.

Under the effect of the medicinal power, Ye Fojian’s originally critically wounded body began to recover and heal at an astonishing speed.

“Uh…”

Accompanied by a painful groan, Ye Fojian slowly opened his eyes.

As his blurry vision gradually cleared, he was surprised to find a person standing before him—it was none other than his Revered Master, Jiang Qingchen, whom he had longed for and awaited bitterly!

At this moment, Ye Fojian’s eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and tears welled up in his eyes.

As if he had seen his savior, he was so excited that he could barely speak: “Ma… Revered Master, it really is you… You finally came! This Disciple almost thought he would never see you again!”

However, facing Ye Fojian’s heartfelt call, Jiang Qingchen merely glared at him expressionlessly.

Clearly, Jiang Qingchen felt some dissatisfaction and anger towards this disobedient Disciple.

“Less nonsense!” Jiang Qingchen coldly rebuked, “Why aren’t you quickly circulating your Cultivation Technique to refine the Medicinal Pill’s efficacy?”

Recalling his previous instructions to Ye Fojian, Jiang Qingchen couldn’t help but feel a headache.

He had clearly told him to act low-key, avoid trouble if possible, and if absolutely necessary, surrender, beg for mercy, or talk his way out of it, but under no circumstances to easily engage in a fight.

But this fellow completely ignored his words, and now look, he’s in such a pathetic state.

If it weren't for System Maid’s hints and guidance, Jiang Qingchen probably wouldn't have been able to find this place so quickly.

Thinking of this, he felt even more indignant.

“Yes, Revered Master!” Ye Fojian dared not delay in the slightest, enduring the severe pain in his body, he gritted his teeth and struggled to get up from the ground.

Then he sat cross-legged and began to concentrate on refining the medicinal power within his body.

At this moment,

A figure approached rapidly from a distance, exuding a terrifying Aura.

It was none other than the Shenxiang Old Ancestor of Taichu Holy Land!

As soon as he arrived, his gaze was drawn to the chaotic and messy battlefield, but he did not see any trace of Mu Xianer.

An ominous premonition immediately surged in his heart; could Mu Xianer have already met a tragic end?

As soon as he thought of this, his eyes instantly turned blood red, filled with endless fury and hatred.

Without another word, he charged directly towards the black-robed man in front of him, roaring angrily, “You detestable scoundrel! I will make you pay a heavy price and be buried with Xian'er!”

Facing the figure charging aggressively towards him, Jiang Qingchen couldn't help but feel very helpless.

Old people just have a lot of temper!

To act so impulsively without even investigating the matter thoroughly is simply beyond all reason!

Just then,

Two crisp “crack, crack” sounds were heard, and a thick cloud of white smoke suddenly emerged from beneath Jiang Qingchen’s feet.

Immediately after, the ground violently split open into a deep, dark, enormous gully, and his figure, like a ghost, vanished from his original position in the blink of an eye.

“Hmm?” The Shenxiang Old Ancestor frowned upon seeing this, his face filled with astonishment.

He widened his eyes, searching everywhere for Jiang Qingchen’s trace, but to his surprise, he couldn't even sense the slightest Aura of the opponent at this moment.

So, he hurriedly stopped his movement and anxiously looked around.

Just then, a deep, hoarse voice suddenly entered his ears: “Hey, old man, where are you looking? I’m here!”

Jiang Qingchen, like a ghost, abruptly appeared behind the Shenxiang Old Ancestor, his right arm suddenly raised, clenched into a fist, and slammed down with the force of thunder!

The Shenxiang Old Ancestor’s body suddenly tensed, and he instinctively turned around swiftly, but what he saw before him left him dumbfounded.

He saw a massive fist, as if entwined by a giant Dragon, carrying destructive power like a meteor falling to the earth, fiercely smashing onto his back.

In an instant, his body, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, rapidly plummeted, crashing heavily onto the ground, forcibly creating a bottomless, terrifyingly deep pit!

“Damn it!”

The Shenxiang Old Ancestor, enraged, leaped up furiously from the swirling dust, his killing intent soaring, intending to charge forward again.

However, when he looked closely, the place where his enemy had been was now empty!

This sudden change astonished him, and he hurriedly unleashed his vast, ocean-like Divine Sense, frantically spreading it in all directions.

In a brief moment,

The Shenxiang Old Ancestor’s expression grew even more grim and solemn, and a strong sense of alarm rose in his heart, because at this moment, he couldn’t feel the slightest presence of the opponent’s Aura…!

“This, how is this possible?!”

His face was filled with astonishment, his eyes wide with disbelief, and he unconsciously swallowed hard, his throat bobbing.

However,

Just then, a sudden force violently kicked his right waist.

In an instant, he felt a sharp pain, and his body seemed to lose control, flying out abruptly.

Before he could stabilize himself, that familiar voice, which sent shivers down his spine, once again entered his ears.

“Too much temper needs to be released!”

Before he finished speaking, a thick, powerful hand, like an iron clamp, tightly squeezed half of his face.

The other hand swiftly locked his arm, effortlessly pressing his entire body firmly onto the ground and rubbing him back and forth.

“You let me go!” The Shenxiang Old Ancestor was terrified, struggling desperately and roaring loudly, trying to break free from the opponent’s restraint.

But no matter how he urged the power of his cultivation within his body, he could not budge the person in front of him in the slightest.

On the contrary, the opponent’s suppressive force grew stronger and stronger, as if an insurmountable mountain stood before him.

Jiang Qingchen pressed him down expressionlessly, his eyes extremely cold, his hands showing no sign of loosening.

“Now, can you talk properly?”

His voice was so calm it was chilling, and the oppressive power it contained made the Shenxiang Old Ancestor dare not show the slightest thought of resistance!