novelraw Chapter 652: I Am the Real Baimu!
Chapter 652: I Am the Real Baimu!
Ning Fan seemed to transform into a statue, sitting on the island shore, utterly motionless.
The water rippled ever so slightly, and the Dragon Bait had already been consumed by the dragon souls.
Ning Fan was not in a hurry to reel in the dragon souls, merely repeating the actions of winding the line, preparing the bait, and casting the rod, allowing the Dragon Bait to be eaten again and again.
His gaze grew ever deeper, as if he could see the satisfied expressions of the dragon souls beneath the water.
"Is the bait tasty..." Ning Fan murmured, seemingly with a sigh.
The second day of the tournament had already passed halfway.
Night had fallen, the moonlight was hazy and yellow, Ning Fan, in his white attire, sat alone in the night.
With only a few Dragon Baits left, he threw them all into the water at once, prompting a scramble and struggle among several dragon souls beneath.
When the Dragon Bait was exhausted, he didn’t purchase more, simply leaving an empty hook, waiting endlessly.
Without the Dragon Bait, the dragon souls dispersed after waiting in vain. No more dragons took the bait here, no more disturbed Ning Fan’s state of mind.
The dragon souls here had become accustomed, knowing the benefits of the Dragon Bait, and also that Ning Fan no longer had any.
The dragon souls swam towards other islands where other cultivators were, starting to steal the Dragon Bait.
Some succeeded, some failed, and those who failed were naturally reeled in by people.
That night, many participating cultivators made gains, largely thanks to Ning Fan.
All of this had nothing to do with Ning Fan.
Ning Fan’s heart seemed to transform into the tranquil waves of water, without a ripple.
He looked at the dragon souls that delivered themselves into nets, as if seeing himself, seeing all the living beings.
On the first day, he fished for dragons madly, easily deciding the death of the dragon souls.
On the second day, he spared the dragons, nurturing them with bait, and could decide the life of the dragon souls.
But this life, for the most part, still ended in a dead end...
This is just like cultivation, where Heaven can easily decide man’s death, yet it uses the bait of longevity and enlightenment to entice beings to cultivate.
Those who do not get the bait cannot transcend life and death.
The Immortals who think they transcend life and death mostly still have a day of demise.
The first step of cultivation limits a Master’s lifespan, the second step of cultivation limits Immortals with great and small lightning tribulations.
As long as one is still confined by Heaven and Earth, they are not truly free from the constraints of the world.
The Immortal stands on the mountain, yet even standing there, there’s still sky above the head, earth beneath the feet...the mountain is still trapped in the cage of Heaven and Earth...
The one who wields the bait is a fisherman, the fish competing for it.
At this moment, Ning Fan wielded the bait, thus he was the fisherman, the dragon souls competed for the bait, dying because of it.
If Tao is the bait, then beings are the fish and dragons, competing against each other, while Heaven and Earth are the fishermen.
Ning Fan looked up to the sky, silent.
If Heaven and Earth are the fishermen, if longevity and enlightenment are the bait, he would not follow the many, bustling for the bait, dying because of it.
He did not want to be a fish slaughtered at will, did not want to be fished out, wished to be the fisherman who controls the life and death of fish.
"To be the fisherman, one must first understand the art of fishing...the angler should hide in the rivers and streams, set the bait invisibly, slay in silence..."
At this moment, a mysterious light rose in Ning Fan’s eyes, there was reality within illusion, life within death.
His body gradually began to dissolve, and the fishing rod, line, and hook in his hands also started to fade...
As night ended and dawn broke, Ning Fan’s body had faded to the semblance of a mirage.
By the night of the third day, Ning Fan’s body had completely disappeared in front of everyone.
"Uh, where did Daoist Baimu go?" Several old monsters of the Void Fragmentation realm asked in surprise.
The explosion on the first day, the silence on the second, the disappearance on the third...
The actions of the first two days were all for understanding the art of fishing, preparing for the third day.
Ordinary people wouldn’t know where Ning Fan went.
Cultivators above the level of Fragmentation Fifth could see that Ning Fan hadn’t actually gone anywhere, he remained sitting in place, simply concealing his presence, and hiding the fishing rod so that common people couldn’t see him.
Only three rogue devils could perceive that Ning Fan’s process of concealing himself underwent three extremely mysterious changes.
Ning Fan’s body shifted from reality to illusion, from illusion to life, from life to death...his body oscillated between the virtual and real, his aura hovered between life and death.
Though he was clearly sitting there, he seemed to have merged with the Dragon Rearing Pond, as if he did not exist, his aura akin to a dead object.
This was something the three rogue devils with souls united with the Dao could also achieve, but none could do it more perfectly than Ning Fan.
Ning Fan seemed to have truly disappeared.
Aside from the Yin-Yang power on the hook, the Yin-Yang Twin Dragons would not detect anyone here setting a hook, waiting for them to bite.
Ning Fan did not need additional Dragon Bait, he directly drew out a strand of the purest Yin-Yang power from the Yin Yang Locket, channeling it into the fishing rod, transmitting it to the hook.
For the Yin Dragon and Yang Dragon, this strand of Yin-Yang power would be more tempting than any Dragon Bait.
Initially, they did not dare to take the bait, eventually, they sensed Ning Fan’s presence, though desiring to consume the Dragon Bait, they dared not bite.
When Ning Fan concealed himself, the two dragons no longer hid their desire, and for that strand of extremely pure Yin-Yang power, they began to clash in the Dragon Rearing Pond.
Ning Fan continued to wait, waiting for the two dragons to reach the critical point of their battle, causing the hook to divide into two, capturing both dragons in one swoop!
The first day’s success in dragon fishing was a routine performance.
The second day spent hundreds of Dragon Baits, releasing hundreds of dragon souls, was to understand the art of fishing, to grasp the essence of dragon fishing.
Setting the Yin-Yang bait, possessing purple luck, hiding in the dark and waiting.
Once the Yin-Yang Twin Dragons let their guard down, start fighting, and start taking the bait, it’s possible to achieve great success in one stroke.
"It’s rather strange, why hasn’t Ancestor Baimu caught anything since the second day..."
"Do you think Ancestor Baimu doesn’t want to fish ordinary dragon souls and plans to try catching the legendary Yin-Yang Dragon Soul?"
"Daoist friend, don’t joke, it’s been millions of years since anyone has caught a Yin-Yang Dragon Soul. Why would Ancestor Baimu go through such trouble to catch such a difficult Yin-Yang Dragon Soul?"
On the jade platforms surrounding the Dragon Rearing Pond, many cultivators were whispering.
All nine Demon Emperors remained silent, and everyone’s spirit sense was focused on Ning Fan.
Hex Shixiu used his spirit sense to probe Ning Fan’s actions, his eyes showing a hint of impatience.
"What is Baimu doing, being so mysterious..."
"Speaking of which, why are the Yin Dragon and Yang Dragon so hard to catch... Clearly, my luck is nearly purple, and I’ve used secret medicine on the bait, yet I still can’t fish out the Yin Dragon and Yang Dragon..."
"Without the Yin-Yang Dragon Pearl, passing the assessment will be extremely dangerous. What a hassle..."
Most of the third day had already passed, and after the final night, the Dragon Fishing Tournament would end.
How could Hex Shixiu not be anxious; the time left for him was less than half a day.
He had come with confidence to catch the Yin Dragon and Yang Dragon, but now, that confidence was completely exhausted.
"Could it be that even my almost purple luck isn’t enough to catch the Yin-Yang Twin Dragons?"
As the night gradually faded and the sky began to lighten, Hex Shixiu’s heart also began to sink bit by bit.
Not only did he fail to catch the Yin-Yang Twin Dragons in this Dragon Fishing Tournament, he also caught fewer ordinary dragon souls than Ning Fan.
This result, Hex Shixiu couldn’t accept, yet he had no choice but to accept.
"Half an hour more, and the tournament will be over... Damn it, must I have the first-grade luck to catch the Yin-Yang Twin Dragons?"
As he muttered to himself, his gaze suddenly turned shocked.
Not only did Hex Shixiu show a shocked expression, but countless cultivators around the Dragon Rearing Pond and on the surrounding jade platforms were all showing extremely shocked expressions at this moment!
They saw Ning Fan, who had been invisible, suddenly reveal himself at this moment!
On the sea surface, where the night had not yet fully faded, a dazzling aurora suddenly appeared!
Within that aurora, there was a Dao force that seemed to dominate the sun and moon!
As the Dao force spread to its extreme, the shadows of the sun and moon rose into the sky, creating an extraordinary spectacle!
And from the deepest part of the Dragon Rearing Pond, two extremely angry dragon roars echoed, piercing through the pond water, resounding throughout the entire pond!
Roar!
"This... this is the roar of the Yin-Yang Dragon Soul! Just before the Dragon Fishing Tournament is about to end, someone caught the Yin-Yang Dragon Soul! Who is it!"
"It’s Ancestor Baimu! He caught the Yin-Yang Dragon Soul, and even caught both dragons at once, but he can’t yet successfully pull both dragons out of the sea!"
Exclamations of shock echoed from all directions.
Hex Shixiu’s gaze was dazed, as if he had suffered a huge shock.
"Why can Baimu catch the Yin-Yang Twin Dragons? Does he really have purple luck?"
"You wretch, such great strength!"
Ning Fan stood on the shore of the island and suddenly pulled on the Taigong Fishing Rod, trying to haul the Yin-Yang Twin Dragons out of the water, but couldn’t.
The Yin-Yang Twin Dragons were enormous and still struggling, with immense strength.
Even with Ning Fan’s strength, he couldn’t pull both giant dragons out at once.
The strength of these two giant dragons was immense, comparable to imperial beasts, and in their death throes, their strength increased by several folds.
"Subdue Dragon!"
Ning Fan quietly activated a trace of the Subdue Dragon power on the fishing hook, unnoticed by anyone.
After activating the Subdue Dragon Divine Ability of the Taigong Fishing Rod, the roaring Yin-Yang Dual Dragons suddenly screamed miserably, and were then hauled out of the water by Ning Fan.
They were two incredibly large dragon souls, one black and one white!
The black dragon was the Yin Dragon, and the white dragon was the Yang Dragon!
The two dragons’ eyes were filled with unspeakable fear, and their bodies were heavily wounded by the Subdue Dragon Divine Ability, with dragon blood flowing profusely.
If it wasn’t for wanting to keep the two dragon souls intact for devouring, Ning Fan could have directly killed the two dragons using the Taigong Fishing God’s abilities.
At that moment, the Old Yuan Emperor suddenly stood up, his expression shocked and moved.
The other two rogue devils also stood up, but their eyes on the Yin-Yang Twin Dragons were filled with greed.
Among the old monsters present, how could it be only these two rogue devils who showed greedy eyes for the Yin-Yang Twin Dragons.
Within the Yin-Yang Dragon Soul, the Yin-Yang Dragon Pearl was contained; one pearl could increase demon power by 500,000 Yuanhui, and two would be 1,000,000 Yuanhui.
The Yin-Yang Dragon Soul itself was merely a first-grade dragon soul and was not worth mentioning.
Some gazes were hot, some were greedy, but no one dared to act for the Yin-Yang Dragon Pearl.
The Old Fox Emperor and Old Red Emperor, already with the cultivation of rogue devils, found the dragon pearl useless.
Beside the two rogue devils, the other powerful beings were deterred by the Yuan Palace and the power of the Dragon Rearing Pond, not daring to steal the treasure from Ning Fan.
Ning Fan’s gaze relaxed slightly; it was best if no one attempted to take the treasure.
He retracted the fishing rod, extracted the Yin-Yang Dragon Pearls from the two giant dragons, and sealed the two dragon souls into a Sealing Pot.
Then, a dragon had long since split the sea to arrive, guarding Ning Fan’s side, preventing anyone from snatching the treasure from him.
"Heh, heh... Unexpectedly, unexpectedly! After millions of years, someone has actually fished up the Yin-Yang Dual Dragons, truly rare."
The Old Fox Emperor and Old Red Emperor put away their greedy expressions, returned to their seats, their expressions reverting back to normal.
The Old Yuan Emperor also gradually put away his excitement, returned to his seat, wearing an unabashed smile on his face.
Now that Ning Fan has fished up the Yin-Yang Dragon Pearl, he can use the Dragon Pearl to heal his wounds, which is perfect for him.
"This Baimu’s fortune is indeed defying the heavens, it seems most likely it’s the purple luck without a doubt..." The Old Yuan Emperor sighed and envied again.
Purple fortune is extremely rare, and Ning Fan possessing such strong fortune will surely encounter more opportunities on the path of cultivation.
"He has fished up the Yin-Yang Dragon Pearl..." He Shixiu showed an extremely complex expression.
He didn’t want Ning Fan to obtain such a precious treasure, but regardless, Ning Fan was at least the little demoness’s invited helper, and would go together to retrieve the map.
Ning Fan getting the Yin-Yang Dragon Pearl also decreases the difficulty of breaking through that barrier significantly, perhaps it’s a good thing...
"If the Yin-Yang Dragon Pearl were fished out by me, how wonderful it would be, this Daozi is not far from breaking through the Fracture Sixth Realm, if there was a Dragon Pearl..."
Yun Youmu laughed at himself, he laughed at himself for not knowing beforehand how strong Ning Fan’s fortune was.
Li Long was very proud, proud that his master had fished out the Yin-Yang Dragon Pearl many people dreamed of.
"Master must have purple luck, no doubt!" Li Long firmly believed.
The sun rises in the east, the last shred of night finally dissipates.
Dawn breaks, marking the true end of the Dragon Fishing Tournament.
Ning Fan sighed lightly, sitting cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes to rest, waiting for the Dragon Fishing Tournament to end.
He did not continue fishing for dragons.
His fortune is strong, he had already fished out most of the dragon souls with Dragon Balls, the remaining dragon souls are few and mostly without Dragon Balls, making it not worth fishing anymore.
With the Yin-Yang Dragon Pearl already in hand, it is more than enough.
With these two Dragon Pearls, the risk in helping the little demoness retrieve the map can be much reduced.
Before leaving the Demon World, he can also use the power of these two Dragon Pearls to completely repair the Old Yuan Emperor’s demon soul, repaying the Old Yuan Emperor’s favor.
After retrieving the map, if he can devour these two Dragon Pearls, Ning Fan’s cultivation must increase dramatically.
It’s important to note that Ning Fan is a One Orifice Ancient God, for him, devouring one Yin-Yang Dragon Pearl can increase by 1,000 Yuanhui mana, not just 500 Yuanhui.
"The Dragon Pearl is already in hand, it is almost time to leave the Demon World..."
Ning Fan estimated the time for the Yixiang Dan to lose efficacy, which should be within the next few days, it is almost time to leave.
On the four jade platforms, countless Masters discussed in a frenzy, all the topics were related to Ning Fan.
In this Dragon Fishing Tournament, Ning Fan topped the quantity of dragon souls and Dragon Pearls fished, and even fished the Yin-Yang Dragon Pearl which no one had been able to fish for millions of years, his performance was incomparable.
On the eastern jade platform, the mysterious man wrapped in a thick cloak showed a face full of jealousy at this moment.
"Damn it, this fake Baimu actually fished so many dragon souls, so many Dragon Pearls, even the Yin-Yang Dragon Pearl which no one could fish for millions of years... I am the real Baimu, these things should belong to me!"
No one knew that this cloaked man, hiding head and tail, was the real Ancestor of the White Feather Clan—Baimu.
This person holds a Green Sun Physique, which is a type of Seven Yang Physique, and is very lustful, committing many evil acts, having been expelled from the clan.
This person has low combat strength, among those of the same level his power is at the bottom, often being overpowered and chased after.
This person was almost killed while being hunted down by the Clan Leader Xuan He, and during the healing process, encountered the Chenghuang Dragon Prince of the Huanglong Clan, serving him as a master.
This person initially planned to reveal Ning Fan’s identity after meeting with Chenghuang, and with the threat of Chenghuang, seize all of Ning Fan’s opportunities.
Star Stones, Breakthrough Seventh Rank Servants, everything, he wanted to seize.
It’s just a pity that the Chenghuang Dragon Prince delayed coming, he alone dared not confront Ning Fan.
Seeing Ning Fan borrowing his name again, fishing countless dragon souls and Dragon Pearls, he was jealous and envious, but had no strategy.
"Why hasn’t the Dragon Prince come! If the Dragon Prince is here, through his reputation, directly asking this fake Baimu for the Yin-Yang Dragon Pearl and Star Stone should be fine, the fake Baimu surely wouldn’t dare to refuse, after all, which demon cultivator from the lower realms dares defy a Master from the Four Heavens?"
"Dragon Prince, why aren’t you coming! If you don’t come soon, the Dragon Fishing Tournament is about to end, the fake Baimu might just leave..."
"Dragon Prince, hurry, let’s rob all the fake Baimu’s things together!"
"Dragon Prince, hurry, the Dragon Fishing Tournament only has the last incense stick before it ends!"
"Dragon Prince, where are you! Come back quickly!"
The cloaked man was truly impatient.
He almost wanted to kneel and pray, being anxious, when suddenly he saw a huge dragon-shaped formation pattern appear in the sky.
The formation pattern was deep yellow, and the moment it appeared, the cloaked man rejoiced greatly.
"This is the unique lower realm formation pattern of the Huanglong Clan, I have seen the Dragon Prince descend to the lower realms through this formation pattern, I have seen it!"
"The Dragon Prince has come, the Dragon Prince has come to deal with the fake Baimu together with me! Haha, finally the Dragon Prince has arrived!"
The cloaked man laughed coldly a few times, blue spikes flashing in his eyes.
Though the formation pattern had appeared, it still needed around a hundred breaths to complete the teleportation.
The cloaked man was already impatient, after all, in just another hundred breaths there would be the Dragon Prince as his backing, at this moment he was full of confidence, even facing rogue devils, he dared to scold them.
"Baimu, come die for me!"
He feigned grand gestures and shouted loudly, using the cultivation of the Second Heavenly Layer of Void Fragmentation, leaping from the jade platform, standing against the sky, looking down at all the living beings.
At this moment, the sky suddenly displayed the teleportation formation pattern of the Huanglong Clan, surprising countless Masters.
Many old monsters were curious about the Huanglong Clan descending to the lower realms, when suddenly they saw a cloaked Void Fragmentation leaping out, speaking arrogantly, even asking Ning Fan to come die.
"Is the Huanglong Clan’s upper beasts about to descend to the lower realms, are they here to watch the Dragon Fishing Tournament?"
"Uh, who is this cloaked man, although he is an old monster of the Void Fragmentation realm, but only Second Heavenly Layer, why does he dare challenge Ancestor Baimu?"
At the moment the lower realm formation pattern of the Huanglong Clan appeared, the Old Yuan Emperor’s gaze turned sharp, and Tan Zixin became tense.
Tan Zixin was anxious for Ning Fan, she knew the Huanglong Clan’s descent to the lower realms was most likely with ill intentions, probably seeking revenge for Chenghuang.
"Are they here to deal with Senior Baimu, oh no, Senior Baimu is in danger..."
Tan Zixin was deeply worried for Ning Fan when she suddenly heard the voice of a cloaked man provoking Ning Fan, her beautiful eyes darkened.
"Who is this person, why is he being so rude to Senior Baimu!"
As soon as she saw the array patterns of the Yellow Dragon clan appear in the sky, Chilong’s gaze showed a hint of surprise but he did not pay much attention.
He naturally did not know that Ning Fan had killed the dragon son Chenghuang, and this group of Yellow Dragon experts was here for Ning Fan.
But when he saw a Second Realm Cultivator speaking wildly to Ning Fan, Chilong’s gaze turned angry.
His master, is not someone anyone can provoke!
Ning Fan stood up, his gaze cold.
The arrival of the Yellow Dragon experts was undoubtedly related to Chenghuang’s death.
Ignoring the Yellow Dragon experts for now, who is this cloaked man and why does he provoke me for no reason?
Ning Fan leaped into the air, flying up to the clouds, keeping a distance of ten thousand feet between him and the cloaked man, staring at each other.
"Who are you?" Ning Fan asked.
"You ask who I am? Haha, you tell me who I am, you say who I can be!"
The cloaked man suddenly laughed towards the sky, and suddenly uncovered his cloak.
"You say who I am, and I still want to ask you who you are! I am the ancestor of the White Feather Clan, Baimu. You impersonated me to sneak into Tianyuan City, what is your intention! I give you three breaths, hand over all the dragon souls, dragon orbs, and ten Star Stones you fished, and give me your Breakthrough Seventh Rank Servants, and I may spare you the crime of impersonation. Otherwise, when the dragon child Chenghuang descends from the Four Heavens, you, this fake Baimu, will undoubtedly die!"
As he spoke, his eyes continuously flashed with an azure light, carrying a fiery sun power.
His words entered the ears of countless people, causing many to have peculiar expressions.
Could Ning Fan be the fake Baimu? Is this cloaked man the real Baimu?
Who is real and who is fake, no one knows. All that is clear is that a Second Heavenly Layer cultivator provoking Ning Fan is a foolish act.
Ning Fan himself can easily sweep aside those in the Second Realm, and he has Breakthrough Seventh Rank Servants and a close relationship with the Earth Yuan Palace.
Whether Ning Fan is Baimu or not, he’s not someone this cloaked man can provoke.
Ning Fan wanted to raise his hand to kill this cloaked man, but when he saw the azure sun power in his eyes, his gaze slightly froze.
"This is... the Green Sun Physique!"
The elusive Green Sun Physique has delivered itself to my door, how could I not take it.
But listening to the words of the cloaked man, it seems he is the real Baimu, and I’m impersonating him...
The real Baimu’s words revealed a lot of information.
He knows Chenghuang, and he came for the Star Stone...
Ning Fan suddenly realized something.
Before killing Chenghuang that day, Chenghuang was convinced I wasn’t Baimu, and as soon as he spoke, he asked for the White Feather Clan’s Star Stone, turned out this was the reason.
Chenghuang and this real Baimu were in cahoots, and of course, they knew I couldn’t be Baimu.
It is unknown if this group of Yellow Dragon cultivators who descended using formation patterns is also in league with the real Baimu.
However, it seems the real Baimu does not yet know that Chenghuang is dead.
"How dare you! The Dragon Fishing Conference organized by the Earth Yuan Palace does not allow you to act wantonly! Considering you’re a powerhouse of the Void Fragmentation Realm, if you leave now, I won’t hold you accountable for disrupting the conference!"
Elder Zhou Nan, along with four Void Fragmentation experts of the Earth Yuan Palace, flew towards Ning Fan’s side, surrounding the real Baimu, each glaring angrily at him.
"The Earth Yuan Palace? In my eyes, what is the Earth Yuan Palace! Do you know who my master is! My master is the noble dragon child of the Yellow Dragon clan—Chenghuang! Everyone, look at the array pattern in the sky; surely many know, it’s a special descending array of the Yellow Dragon clan... hehe, my master—the dragon child Chenghuang, is about to arrive in Tianyuan through the formation to help me deal with the fake Baimu!"
The words of the cloaked man caused an uproar among countless cultivators.
Who is the real Baimu and who is the fake Baimu, no one cares, especially since Baimu is not a desirable title. If Ning Fan wasn’t powerful, Baimu’s name would not have spread around the Demon World.
But what people cared about is that the cloaked man is a demon servant to a dragon child from above, and he invited Yellow Dragon cultivators to deal with Ning Fan...
The array pattern in the sky cannot be faked, most likely the cloaked man speaks the truth.
He indeed invited the Yellow Dragon clan to deal with Ning Fan!
"Unexpectedly, at the end of the Dragon Fishing Conference, such a disruption would occur... The real versus the fake Baimu, the intervention of the Yellow Dragons..." some old monsters whispered amongst themselves.
Just as they began to murmur, suddenly everything fell silent.
Because the Yellow Dragon array pattern in the sky suddenly flashed, dispersing millions of rays, forming a deep yellow realm gate.
The realm gate opened, and hundreds of powerful Yellow Dragon clan members walked out of the gate, led by four rogue devils!
"Who is Baimu!"
The leading rogue devil, clad in earth-yellow demonic armor, full of white hair, and with eyes filled with earth-shattering anger.
A cold shout from him brought the entire city into dead silence!
"Reporting to the upper demon, I am Baimu! May I ask where the dragon child Chenghuang is, why do I not see him?"
The real Baimu, with an extremely smug expression, walked through the air towards this group of Yellow Dragon powerhouses.
That expression seemed to want to boast to all the city’s powerhouses about how strong his backing was.
"Four rogue devils, four rogue devils! Oh my! The Prince Chenghuang brought so many people, forget just grabbing the fake Baimu, even bloodwashing several Demon Palaces would be a piece of cake!"
The real Baimu excitedly approached the demonic armored rogue devil, unaware of the tremendous murderous intent in the rogue devil’s eyes.
"So you are Baimu? Hehe, you even dare to ask me where Chenghuang is... I would like to ask you, who gave you the guts to dare to harm Chenghuang! I want to crush you into pieces!"
The demonic armored rogue devil suddenly lifted a finger, pointing at the fake Baimu.
With just three parts of demonic power, it was already enough to kill a cultivator of the Second Heavenly Layer of the Void Fragmentation Realm ten times over.
With one finger, it conjured up a skyful of earth-yellow demonic fire, bringing endless killing intent, directly scaring the real Baimu’s face white.
"What is happening! What is happening! Why is the Yellow Dragon clan attacking me! How could this be!!!" (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote for recommendations or monthly tickets on Qidian (qidian.com), your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)