bookbashuk Chapter 34 What Happened Back Then
Chapter 34 What Happened Back Then
Meanwhile, the pockmarked old man on the other side originally wanted to teach Wen Tianren a lesson for breaking his spell.
However, when he discovered that Wen Tianren was in the late stage of Core Formation, his cultivation level was one level higher than his own.
Upon seeing the Thundercloud Magic Treasure beneath Wen Tianren, he suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.
He was secretly surprised: Could this be the Crimson Fire Old Monster's Kui Water Thunder Cloud? He had heard inside the sect that the Crimson Fire Old Monster had been killed. Could it be this person?
The old man's arrogance vanished. Who was the Crimson Fire Monster?
Even the most ruthless Core Formation cultivators in the Chaotic Star Sea perished at the hands of this man before him; he was absolutely no match for him.
How did he end up encountering such a ruthless person as soon as he came out? He no longer cared about the young master's orders and just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.
But he had to maintain a calm demeanor, chuckled twice, and cupped his hands, saying, "I wonder which sect this fellow Daoist belongs to? I am an elder of the Qingyang Sect, and the woman just now was a wanted criminal in our sect."
"That vixen just ambushed my young master, who is the heir of the Three Yang Ancestor. I was about to capture her and bring her back to the sect for questioning. I don't know why you intervened to save this vixen. I hope you will do me a favor for the sake of the Ancestor and allow me to pursue her. Otherwise, she will escape. I would be eternally grateful!"
The pockmarked old man knew that he, a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator, was no match for Wen Tianren, so he brought out the Three Yang Old Demon, a Nascent Soul monster, as his backer.
After all, the Three Yang Old Demon was a notorious demonic tyrant in the Chaotic Star Sea. The old man hoped that Wen Tianren would be wary of him and take back the storage bag.
Unfortunately, he miscalculated.
Wen Tianren didn't care about any of that. He gave the old man a deep look and slowly said, "I don't know anything about the Qingyang Sect or the Three Yang Ancestor. However, I'm quite interested in that female cultivator. Since I've run into her, consider yourself unlucky. I'll take your life!"
As soon as he said this, Wen Tianren waved his sleeves, and more than ten golden rays of light surged out from his sleeves.
More than ten golden beams of light soared into the sky like dragons, tearing through the air and instantly transforming into more than a dozen golden needles that shot toward the pockmarked old man.
The pockmarked old man knew something was wrong when he heard Wen Tianren's voice turn cold, and he prepared to flee.
Upon witnessing the astonishing power of Wen Tianren's attack, their faces turned deathly pale.
He naturally wouldn't just sit and wait to die. Without a second thought, the old man spun around, his body churning with black energy, and several white skeletons roared out, blocking the black energy.
At the same time, he spat out several mouthfuls of blood essence, desperately activated his escape technique, transformed into a wisp of black smoke, and fled backward, completely disregarding his storage bag and Yuan Yao.
The dozen or so golden needles released by Wen Tianren emitted a deep humming sound and, with incredible speed, caught up with the black smoke in an instant, bursting forth with dazzling golden light.
The pockmarked old man screamed in agony. Whether it was the skeleton or the protective black energy formed by his cultivation technique, the golden needle pierced through it like rotten paper. Then, the golden needle released golden lightning, and the black smoke and skeleton instantly turned into ashes.
"ah--!"
The old man screamed and coughed up a mouthful of blood. His face turned pale, and he almost fell into the sea from the air.
Before he could regain his footing, a large, purplish-black hand appeared out of thin air, grabbed his throat, and lifted him up!
"Fellow Daoist! Fellow Daoist, spare my life!"
"Fellow Daoist, we have no enmity between us, why make trouble for me? That demoness has the storage bag of my Qingyang Sect's young master, which contains many treasures bestowed by the Three Yang Ancestor. Fellow Daoist, I am willing to offer up that demoness and my storage bag, please spare my life." The old man's face turned purple as he struggled and shouted.
Wen Tianren looked down at him, his eyes expressionless, and smiled faintly: "Foolish. If I kill you... wouldn't the things still be mine?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped down with his right hand.
"Snapped!"
His skull shattered, and his primordial spirit went out like a candle flame. The old man's eyes widened, unable to understand why his father had killed him without hesitation.
Then, Wen Tianren casually tore off the storage bag from his waist and threw his body into the sea like trash, leaving it to be devoured by the monsters.
Just as he was about to chase after Yuan Yao, he suddenly heard a furious roar coming from afar:
"You vile woman! I will tear your soul from your body and refine it so you will never be reincarnated!"
It turned out to be the young master of Qingyang Sect, who had been poisoned and injured earlier, who had recovered considerably after taking the pills and caught up with them.
Wen Tianren stopped and looked at the disheveled figure with interest, a slight smile playing on his lips: "And then there's the one who delivered himself to me. Today he's finally in my hands."
He also knew Huang Tian, the young master of Qingyang Sect. Many years ago, when the Three Yang Old Demon visited the Six Paths Supreme Saint, he brought this person with him.
Huang Tian always believed that he was exceptionally talented, but the Chaotic Star Sea had always heard rumors that Wen Tianren, the successor of the Six Paths, was the number one among the younger generation of the Demonic Path.
This naturally fueled his competitive spirit, leading him to provoke Wen Tianren, only to be easily defeated by his predecessor.
This person was defeated by Wen Tianren, who was a minor realm lower than him at the time. He lost face and could not accept it, so he could only mock Wen Tianren, saying that although he was a successor of the Six Paths, he would eventually be refined into an incarnation, while he himself was the ancestor's grandson.
However, due to the person's identity, although the predecessor taught him a lesson, he still could not go too far.
Now that Huang Tian is in his hands, he really wants to teach this foul-mouthed guy a lesson.
In an instant, Wen Tianren flew to the front of the azure escape light.
With concentrated magical power, a purplish-black demonic hand suddenly shot out, locking Huang Tian's neck like an iron clamp, and the Six Extremes Demonic Qi burrowed into his seven orifices like a venomous snake!
"Ahhh! Who are you? I am the young master of Qingyang Sect. Fellow Daoist, have you mistaken me for someone else?"
Huang Tian cried out in terror. When he saw Wen Tianren, this unfamiliar cultivator, blocking his way, he assumed he was one of those Core Formation cultivators. Since his strength had been greatly diminished, he quickly introduced himself.
However, in his heart, he had already sentenced the man in front of him to death, and he would kill him as soon as Elder Tong returned.
But the next second, Wen Tianren revealed his true appearance, showing an innocent smile.
"I'm not mistaken, Huang Tian. It's been so long since we last met. Don't rush off."
However, this smile horrified Huang Tian, leaving him speechless for a moment: "Wen... Wen Tianren, you... how did you get here?!"
If it were anyone else, they would definitely be wary of their own ancestor, the Three Yang Ancestor. But Wen Tianren, who had escaped from the hands of the Six Paths Supreme Saint, the number one person in the Demonic Path, would not be wary of him.
Thinking back to his own sarcastic remarks from years ago, Huang Tian felt utterly hopeless and broke out in a cold sweat.
"take it easy."
Wen Tianren's smile was gentle, but his eyes were like a cold pool. "Long time no see, Young Master Huang. You've changed your appearance for so long. It's rare to run into an old friend. Shall we catch up?"
"Wen Tianren, let me tell you, the Ancestor has placed a tracking restriction on my body. If you kill me, you will never be able to escape the Ancestor's pursuit."
Huang Tian first made a threat, then softened his attitude: "Brother Wen, I even treated you to a meal before. When your master ordered the arrest of you in Xinghai, I never sent anyone to look for you. I was ignorant and offended you in the past."
"Please, Brother Wen, spare my life and give me a chance to atone for my sins. Whatever resources or treasures you desire, Brother Wen, I will return to my sect and gather them for you. I will never reveal any information about you. If you are still worried, you can place a restriction on me."
At this moment, Huang Tian could only hope that the tracking restriction that the ancestor had placed on him would make Wen Tianren wary and temporarily keep him in check. He would then find a way to kill Wen Tianren after he left this place.
Wen Tianren smiled and shook his head, saying, "Even if you sold your Qingyang Sect, you still wouldn't be able to find what I need. However... your sect does have something that I'm very interested in."
"What is it? I will definitely find it and present it to you."
Huang Tian seemed to have grasped at a lifeline and hurriedly spoke before Wen Tianren could finish speaking.
"Back then you said you wanted to see me after the Six Paths refined me into an incarnation. Now, I also want to see. But you're not worthy to be my incarnation. I wonder what you'll look like after you've refined me into a corpse." Wen Tianren stared at Huang Tian with a smile.
Huang Tian froze, his pupils shrinking sharply!
"No!"
Then, Wen Tianren clenched his right hand, and the purple-black demonic hand increased its strength. Huang Tian's inner armor shattered, and the Six Extremes Demonic Qi entered through his seven orifices.
"Aaaaah—Wen Tianren, the Ancestor will not let you get away with this..."
With a few piercing screams, Huang Tian was now lifeless, his eyes vacant, his life extinguished, and his body slumped down.
At the same time, a cyan light thread flew out from between his eyebrows and burrowed into Wen Tianren's body like a venomous snake. It was the tracking restriction of the Three Yang Old Demon!
"Hmph, you underestimate me, Wen Tianren." Wen Tianren immediately locked onto the restriction with his divine sense and then casually destroyed it.
For ordinary Core Formation cultivators, even those in the late Core Formation stage would find it difficult to even detect, let alone erase.
However, Wen Tianren's spiritual sense was no weaker than that of a Nascent Soul cultivator at this moment, so it was still easy for him to erase this restriction.