363: A feast of yin energy! A feast of gluttony!

This is the "Nine Dragons Body Protection" that can only be Cultivated by those with the core Bloodline of the Wenjing Dynasty!

In an instant, the sound of dragon roars shook the entire alley!

One of the incredibly sacred golden Dragon phantoms immediately opened its maw.

The ghost head, imprisoned by Peng Lie's crimson Gale Force, also let out a shrill shriek.

Bubbling black blood suddenly gushed from its hollow eye sockets—that blood transformed into countless twisted human faces in mid-air!

Lu Xuan's eyes narrowed; a golden Dragon phantom quickly tore through the sky and bit down fiercely towards that eerie head.

With a "hiss," those venomous human faces were instantly shattered upon impact by the golden Dragon phantom.

Just like ice meeting a scorching sun, they dissolved into nothingness at an extremely fast speed.

The golden Dragon phantom's momentum remained undiminished, and it devoured the eerie head entirely.

After doing all this, Lu Xuan did not hesitate in the slightest and hurriedly checked the System panel in his mind.

Host: Red Dust Immortal Lu Xuan (Third Life)

Realm: Inner Qi Realm (Initial Entry)

Cultivation Technique: Nine Dragons Body Protection 3/9 (Can be deduced)

Points: 1002

Please confirm, Host, whether to consume 20 System points to deduce the Nine Dragons Body Protection!

It increased by one thousand System points!

"Grandfather, continue."

Lu Xuan's voice suddenly became ethereal and distant.

The remaining eleven golden Dragons behind him simultaneously raised their heads, their Dragon eyes like torches, staring fixedly into the denser darkness deep within the alley.

Lu Xuan's gaze was like lightning, sweeping across the mottled houses on both sides of this small alley.

Those seemingly abandoned houses had broken doors and windows, yet under the illumination of the golden Dragons, eerie black patterns faintly emerged.

"Very good!"

Lu Xuan's pupils contracted slightly, and a greedy golden light flickered in the depths of his eyes.

The Yin evil black Qi wriggling on the ground became the most precious nourishing Saint Grade item in his eyes.

"Go!"

Lu Xuan's flicking finger gesture carried a hint of impatience; as three golden Dragon phantoms whistled out, they carved whistling sounds through the air.

"No, it's still too slow..."

Lu Xuan suddenly stepped forward, his gold-threaded brocade boots crushing the blue-gray bricks on the ground.

As he spoke, two more golden Dragon phantoms darted out from behind him, hungrily pouncing towards the surging Yin Qi deep in the alley.

The roles of hunter and prey were completely reversed by Lu Xuan at this moment.

The evil spirits hiding in the shadows probably never dreamed that

this human, who should have been hunted by them, was currently scanning every dark corner with the eyes of someone looking at prey.

Lu Xuan's tongue lightly licked his lips, feeling the increasingly dense Yin evil Qi in the air.

This was not a life-or-death crisis, but the opening bell for a gluttonous banquet.

The first golden Dragon phantom first smashed open the decaying wooden door on the left; instantly, a Yin wind howled.

Inside the room hung dozens of rotting corpses, each suspended upside down by red ropes.

Droplets falling from the tips of their feet corroded honeycomb-like holes into the blue bricks.

The second golden Dragon broke into the window lattice on the right, startling a room full of lifelike paper figures.

On the faces of those pale paper figures were dots of cinnabar as red as blood.

In an instant, the entire alley fell into an eerie silence.

Those startled pale paper figures suddenly turned their heads in unison.

Dozens of pupil-less faces were facing Lu Xuan.

The cinnabar-painted lips curled slightly upward, revealing a uniform and stiff, eerie smile.

The way they "stared" was hair-raising.

In their eye sockets without eyeballs, one could clearly feel a tangible, venomous gaze.

Seeing this, Lu Xuan instead took half a step forward, his dark purple dragon robe fluttering without wind.

He tilted his head slightly, and when his eyes, flowing with golden light, "met the gaze" of the paper figures, a look of near nostalgia appeared.

The faint smile on the corner of Lu Xuan's mouth was as if he had met an old friend he hadn't seen in a long time.

Immediately after, the third golden Dragon charged straight into the courtyard, shattering an ancient bronze mirror hanging from the eaves.

The moment the mirror surface shattered, the wailing of thousands of wronged souls suddenly rang out in the alley.

Those sounds were layered, as if coming from the Nine Nether Hell.

In an instant, the entire small alley erupted like the boiling Yellow Springs of the Nine Nethers!

On the mottled walls on both sides, those originally dim dark red wall surfaces suddenly lit up with an eerie red light, as if they had been awakened.

The bronze bells hanging under every eave of the small alley rang without wind, emitting a chilling bell sound.

Every ring of the bells caused the black water gushing from the ground to begin rippling.

Yet Lu Xuan seemed oblivious, his dark purple sleeves billowing as the remaining golden Dragon phantoms all raised their heads in unison.

Amidst the dragon roars that shook the heavens, the scales of several golden Dragon phantoms bristled in anger.

The golden light dancing between the dragon whiskers illuminated the entire small alley as if it were broad daylight.

"Boom—!"

The ground in the distance suddenly exploded with dozens of holes, and thick black water shot up into the sky like a fountain.

The foul-smelling and cold black liquid condensed into countless twisted human faces in the air, emitting silent wails.

Even more terrifying was that the Yin Qi permeating the air had become dense enough to be visible to the naked eye.

It actually condensed into black ice crystals in mid-air, and subsequently, these ice crystals formed by Yin Qi fell to the ground with a "clatter."

Peng Lie, who was on the side, saw this scene, and the corner of his eye finally could not help but twitch violently.

His calloused right hand subconsciously pressed against the dragon-headed cane tied to his waist.

This Martial Dao Grandmaster who had dominated the Wenjing Dynasty for decades felt his scalp tingle at this moment.

A Yin Qi eruption of this scale would probably freeze an ordinary Martial Dao Grandmaster into an ice sculpture in an instant.

Even a regular Martial Dao Grandmaster.

Upon seeing Yin Qi of this magnitude, would have to decisively turn around and run, without even stopping to consider it.

Unfortunately, Peng Lie was not an ordinary Martial Dao Grandmaster, but a peerless powerhouse standing at the Peak of the Martial Dao Grandmaster!

"Good lad..." Peng Lie shook his head with a bitter smile, while the crimson Gale Force around his body suddenly surged by three inches, "You really have given your Grandfather a difficult problem."

But seeing Peng Lie suddenly step forward, his hunched figure, wrapped in blood-red crimson Gale Force, swelled by more than a third!

His gray hair and beard stood on end, and his cloudy eyes were now bright as torch fire.

This old man standing at the pinnacle of Martial Dao was finally getting serious!

"Lu Xuan, watch out for the trickery on the ground!"

Peng Lie's calloused large hand pressed heavily on Lu Xuan's shoulder, and the crimson Gale Force poured out like flowing water.

Instantly wrapping Lu Xuan's body in a layer of warm red halo.

Just in the blink of an eye, the black water on the ground began to wriggle eerily.

The Yin Qi between the cracks of the blue bricks actually condensed into four hideous blood-red characters: Trespassers Will Die!

A golden light flickered in Lu Xuan's eyes, and before he could speak.

Peng Lie's hunched figure had already shot out like an arrow from a bowstring.

The crimson Gale Force around his body boiled, dragging a red afterimage through the alley.

"Lu Xuan, catch!"

With a loud shout, Peng Lie's palm wind was like a blade, swatting a struggling paper figure over.

The paper figure was wrapped in crimson Gale Force, and its cinnabar-painted features were twisted into an expression of terror.

Although its paper arms were flailing wildly, it could not break free from the imprisonment of this Martial Dao Grandmaster's Gale Force.

Lu Xuan's mouth curled slightly, and he pointed with his sword finger.

A golden Dragon phantom broke through the air; before the paper figure had flown halfway, it was bitten by the golden Dragon phantom.

Time passed bit by bit!

A shrill shriek continuously sounded in the alley, as if thousands of wronged souls were wailing at the same time.