195: Chapter 195 Death?

"Old Ghost Huang, obediently go and die?" Master Zilong raised his finger and lightly tapped, sending beams of fingers entwined with purple intent toward Huang Zhenyuan.

Huang Zhenyuan hurriedly manipulated the massive yellow tripod to block in front of him, then drove a large amount of yellow sand to take the opportunity to attack the other two Pseudo-Core Realm Experts.

After a full quarter of an hour of magical combat, the mana consumed by Huang Zhenyuan was simply too massive, not only because the Eight-Gate Dragon-Trapping Formation restricted most of his mana, but also because these few people occasionally cast Spells to extract his mana.

He originally thought that these three people relying on this Eight-Gate Dragon-Trapping Formation were nothing much, but he still underestimated them too much.

Under his control, the all-encompassing yellow sand quickly sealed off the two Pseudo-Core Realm Experts before him, then proceeded to strangle them.

Hiss!

The young Cultivator hurriedly conjured his nascent Magic Treasure, hacking sword after sword toward the yellow sand gathering around him.

Yet his attacks did not have much effect, and in the blink of an eye, he was covered by the yellow sand.

Immediately afterward, a miserable scream rang out, and from the yellow sand binding the young Cultivator, fresh blood faintly overflowed at this moment.

Seeing this, the other Pseudo-Core Realm Expert grew extremely anxious, escaping the attack range of the yellow sand while asking Master Zilong for help.

"Fellow Daoist Zilong, save me."

Watching the other party get covered by the yellow sand, Master Zilong had no way out either; primarily, Huang Zhenyuan before him was simply too strong, and even with the Tier 4 Formation, the Eight-Gate Dragon-Trapping Formation, plus the three of them, they were still being suppressed and beaten by the opponent.

Had his strength not far surpassed the remaining Pseudo-Core Realm Experts, this battle probably wouldn't even need to be fought.

As Huang Zhenyuan slew yet another Pseudo-Core Realm Expert, this time, Master Zilong and those Purple Palace Cultivators began to truly feel afraid.

At this moment, they finally realized that the strength of a Golden Core Master was not as simple as they had imagined.

Previously, they had indeed destroyed the Taisu Mountain Zhao Family, but that was because the Golden Core Master of the Zhao Family had died in that great battle over twenty years ago.

Not only that, what they were actually dealing with was a Golden Core Family that was already dead, leaving behind only a few Purple Palace Cultivators.

Looking at the last person, Huang Zhenyuan's gaze turned cold; the move he had just executed consumed nearly thirty percent of the mana within his body.

With less than forty percent of his mana remaining, it was still enough to deal with Master Zijiao before him.

Meanwhile, Master Zijiao felt his entire body bristle with fright as Huang Zhenyuan stared at him.

Now, the Anti-Immortal Alliance's Pseudo-Core Realm Experts were either dead or injured, and two others had yet to return. Relying solely on himself, it was indeed very difficult to block the opponent.

Huang Zhenyuan continued his duel with Master Zijiao. This time, it was Huang Zhenyuan unilaterally suppressing Master Zijiao.

All the Purple Mansion Masters present had already developed thoughts of fleeing.

"It seems I can only use my final resort. If this drags on any longer, these good-for-nothings will flee sooner or later." Master Zijiao also perceived the anomaly among these Cultivators.

Master Zijiao patted his Storage Pouch with his right hand, and thirty-six purple Formation Flags appeared out of thin air, then scattered in all directions.

Huang Zhenyuan felt disdain in his heart, but he still made a move to interrupt Master Zijiao before him. No matter what the other party intended to do, and whether it would harm him or not, it didn't matter.

As long as it was something the opponent desperately wanted to accomplish, the more he must prevent the opponent from succeeding.

Huang Zhenyuan waved both hands, and countless yellow sand surged toward every single Formation Flag, attempting to shred these Formation Flags to pieces.

And he himself continuously launched attacks against Master Zijiao. Because the majority of his own strength was tied up in that massive yellow tripod, compounded with having a significant amount of his power restricted, it was very difficult to kill Master Zijiao in a short period.

One had to admit that the strength of this Master Zijiao was completely on a different level from the rest of the Pseudo-Core Realm Experts.

Even three Pseudo-Core Realm Experts would probably find it very difficult to defeat Master Zijiao before him.

Huang Zhenyuan struck out with a palm, heading straight for the opponent's forehead.

Master Zijiao's eyebrows twitched as he hurriedly dodged. However, Huang Zhenyuan's palm seemed to possess the ability to slow down time; the moment Master Zijiao realized this, it was already too late to evade.

Bang!

The oversized head was smashed to pieces, and blood mixed with white matter splattered together onto the earth.

This scene filled everyone with terror.

"Run quickly." Not knowing who shouted, the remaining Anti-Immortal Alliance Cultivators scattered like birds and beasts.

Huang Zhenyuan's gaze was full of disdain. A mere group of ants, did they really think they could escape?

Meanwhile, Chen Lingtong and the others on the side immediately became extremely excited after seeing Huang Zhenyuan slaughtering the three Purple Mansion Masters.

Just moments ago, they were still thinking of fleeing amidst the chaos, but looking at it now, they didn't need to run anymore.

Moreover, they couldn't run either. If they fled now and were mistaken for remnants of the Anti-Immortal Alliance by that Senior in the sky, who killed them casually, then they would truly have nowhere to air their grievances.

Huang Zhenyuan continuously bombarded the Formation. Without Cultivators to maintain it, the power of this Eight-Gate Dragon-Trapping Formation greatly declined.

Therefore, under every strike from Huang Zhenyuan's attacks, this Formation was on the verge of collapsing.

Before long, Huang Zhenyuan completely smashed the Formation apart.

Feeling the baptism of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi once again, his mood relaxed considerably.

The original gap between a Golden Core Master and a Purple Mansion Master lay in the fact that a Golden Core Master could harness Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi. It was just that the Eight-Gate Dragon-Trapping Formation had isolated him from heaven and earth earlier, causing him to pay a considerable price to slay them.

Watching many Cultivators running outside, Huang Zhenyuan immediately prepared to give chase.

Suddenly, a vicissitudinous voice rang out.

"What are you running for? This old man isn't dead yet!"

Huang Zhenyuan was surprised, looking toward the direction of the voice. That was...

Master Zijiao?!

What was going on?

Wasn't he dead? How was he still alive?

Everyone at this moment was filled with some doubt and astonishment.

Chen Lingtong's gaze turned fearful. She turned to look at Chen Lingyi and the other person, giving them a meaningful look.

The other two understood her meaning and silently followed Chen Lingtong to leave their spot.

"How are you still alive?" Huang Zhenyuan's gaze carried astonishment.

"This old man hasn't died from the very beginning!" Master Zijiao said kindly.

A terrifying aura erupted from his body, rapidly closing in on Huang Zhenyuan.

What?

Huang Zhenyuan shifted from astonishment to terror, because the aura currently emitted by Master Zijiao was even stronger than his own, and even surpassed his Peak state.

Golden Core Middle Stage?!

This was an aura possessed only by the Golden Core Middle Stage.

Huang Zhenyuan trembled all over slightly.

Those members of the Anti-Immortal Alliance sensed that Huang Zhenyuan seemed a bit fearful, and their hearts once again filled with confidence toward Master Zijiao.

"As expected." Master Qianyu, who was approaching the grotto-heaven exit, suddenly came to a realization.

Ever since he entered the Anti-Immortal Alliance, he had once heard of a secret.

That was, within the Anti-Immortal Alliance, there existed an unnamed Golden Core Stage Cultivator. He just never expected that this Golden Core Stage Cultivator would actually be Master Zijiao.

"You are at the Golden Core Stage?!" Huang Zhenyuan asked uncertainly. He hadn't expected that the ant he had just beaten and killed was actually a Golden Core Stage Immortal Master.

Immediately afterward, he looked toward that previous corpse. There, the corpse of Master Zijiao had turned into flying ash.

"Didn't you already know? That body just now was actually just this old man's Clone. Had you not taken action to beat and kill it, this old man truly wouldn't have planned to step out personally."