The Tomb of the Ancient True Dragon!

All the Cultivators present were incredibly shocked, all looking at Huang Shi with similar expressions.

They also glanced at Liu Qingshan with some trepidation.

This half-Demon Cultivator was truly too intimidating.

However, compared to this, they were more curious about the Saint behind this half-Demon.

This series of events likely had the Saint pushing things from behind.

Otherwise, how could such a farce occur in the Beidou Holy Land?

“No, no… I can’t be caught…”

“It’s all the Demon God’s fault!!”

“Why, why is this happening?!”

Huang Shi knelt on the ground, his face contorted, countless thoughts flashing through his mind.

He didn’t want to give up resistance just yet.

Huang Shi’s heart was filled with resentment—resentment towards the Beidou Holy Land, towards Xu Ying, and towards Liu Qingshan.

He even began to resent the Demon God.

If it weren’t for these people, he would have been a rising star of the Human Race!

“Boom—!”

The next moment, a violent tremor erupted beneath Huang Shi’s feet.

He quickly scrambled up from the ground and began to flee.

His entire figure transformed into a rainbow and shot away.

Seeing this, the Cultivators in the square became a little flustered.

“Oh no, he got away!”

“Quick, chase him together!”

“This person is a spy for other forces; he must be captured!”

The Inner Sect Disciple of the Beidou Holy Land snorted coldly, and a group of people transformed into streaks of light, giving chase.

Liu Qingshan, however, remained completely unperturbed, without even the slightest movement.

He just stood there, sneering as he watched the direction Huang Shi had fled.

“What an idiot, truly a demon slave, with a brain like that… If you manage to escape… I, Liu Qingshan, will eat shit upside down…”

Liu Qingshan muttered to himself, then suddenly looked up at the sky.

He was looking in the direction where Xu Ying was seated.

The next instant, the sky suddenly dimmed.

It was as if an invisible giant hand had covered this part of the sky.

This feeling of darkness came and went quickly.

Liu Qingshan only heard a scream before his vision returned to brightness.

And in the sky, an invisible giant hand had indeed seized Huang Shi.

Huang Shi, who had just been full of vigor, was now held aloft like a small chick, completely unable to move.

All these changes happened in a flash, even the Holy Land’s deacons and Elders were still in a state of confusion.

Who am I? Where did I come from? Where am I going?

Soon, the Holy Land deacons’ expressions changed drastically as they reacted.

One by one, they knelt towards the mountain gate, beginning to confess: “Saint, and all the Elders!”

“Heaven and Earth bear witness, our loyalty to the Beidou Holy Land is absolute, this child is absolutely unrelated to us!”

“We beg the Saint and all the Elders to punish us!!”

Seeing the deacons kneel down so decisively, not only the Cultivators undergoing assessment but even the Holy Land Disciples were stunned.

When did these deacons become so timid?

But then they remembered that the Saint was present and watching. If something like this happened, and if the Saint wished it, these deacons would surely be skinned and have their tendons pulled out.

But then, the clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed completely.

Behind layers of clouds, seats appeared one by one.

Cultivators sat high among the clouds, with the purple-haired youth being the most eye-catching.

The moment they saw Xu Ying, the Saint’s Disciples all stood up, bowed, and shouted: “Greetings, Saint!!”

These loud shouts instantly caused the entire scene to erupt.

“The Saint has appeared?”

“Look quickly, that purple-haired youth is the Big Dipper Holy Son!”

“Handsome, such a domineering aura!”

Some people looked at Xu Ying, their eyes flashing with longing, admiration, and reverence.

Xu Ying sat in his elevated position, a white jade teacup in one hand, the other casually propping up his cheek.

He leaned casually on the chair, exuding a somewhat lazy aura.

Xu Ying’s gaze fell, sweeping over the deacons who had just been kneeling on the ground.

He simply waved his hand, saying indifferently: “Disperse, this matter has nothing to do with you!”

“Thank you, Saint! We wish the Saint good fortune and peace!”

The deacons wished they could kowtow, and they hurriedly shouted their thanks.

After Xu Ying waved his hand, his gaze fell upon Huang Shi, who was held aloft by the invisible giant hand.

Under Liu Qingshan’s earlier intimidation, the concealment technique on Huang Shi began to recede.

First, his entire appearance underwent a major change.

Huang Shi, who had originally looked like a Human Race, completely transformed into a half-human, half-demon appearance after shedding his disguise, and was even extremely ugly.

Even Huang Shi’s Physical Body had been completely demonized.

“Come, let me see who is truly behind you…”

With a casual wave, Xu Ying took Huang Shi and stepped through the Void Realm.

The next moment, he returned to his Saint Peak.

He looked at Huang Shi, who was gradually revealing his true form, feeling a little dazed.

“I didn’t expect that back then I had to borrow power to have Elder Yan search the Zhang Family disciple’s Divine Soul to find the existence of the Spiritual Turtle King.”

“Now I am capable of doing this myself.”

After regaining his composure, Xu Ying’s gaze fell sharply on Huang Shi.

A look of eager anticipation appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He wondered if this so-called demon slave could withstand mental torment.

Xu Ying couldn’t wait to immerse himself in his art.

Huang Shi trembled all over; he was too afraid.

The Big Dipper Holy Son’s eyes were like those of a cold, ruthless butcher.

“Swish!”

Before Huang Shi could think further, a massive force descended from the sky.

More accurately, a holy domain intervened, enveloping Huang Shi.

With a thought from Xu Ying, an invisible force squeezed Huang Shi.

Huang Shi’s Divine Soul began to shatter under this pressure.

Scene after scene flashed continuously in Xu Ying’s mind.

After a while, he muttered: “Demon God Heaven…”

No sooner had Xu Ying’s words fallen than a sudden popping sound echoed through the space.

It was Huang Shi, whose entire body had been blown to smithereens.

“Tsk, I didn’t expect there to be such a Restriction.”

Xu Ying watched Huang Shi turn into a pile of dust scattering in the wind, somewhat clicking his tongue.

The Demon God of the Demon God Heaven actually tricked such an idiot.

Fortunately, now the idiot had gone to rest peacefully.

[You have killed the target, gaining an intelligence critical hit.]

[Additional Intelligence: In half a year, an ancient True Dragon’s tomb will appear near the Beast Taming Sect. (Location marked)]

“Huh? An ancient True Dragon’s tomb!”

Xu Ying was somewhat surprised when he saw the additional intelligence he gained after collapsing Huang Shi’s Divine Soul.

An ancient True Dragon’s tomb!

This was an Emperor-level tomb, which would definitely attract the attention of the entire world.

“Tsk, an Emperor-level tomb, I can’t consume it all by myself!”

Xu Ying rubbed his chin, then he thought of the Big Dipper Holy Son’s Disciples and the Xu Family’s Disciples.

At that time, he could bring them along into the tomb.

With daily intelligence in hand, the key was not to miss any Opportunity!

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