ears!"Master, please calm down...calm down... The Tartars are gone...they're gone..." The old man lay prostrate on the ground, weeping as he pleaded.She laughed crazily: "Yes... gone...gone... that v...The voice was chilling, its aura like ice. My scalp prickled and I instinctively jumped back.

A sword qi, like frost, flew in from afar and slashed towards the black fissure. The monster-like black withered hand was struck head-on by the sword qi, but I heard a sound like metal striking stone.

Perfectly unscathed.

When I turned around, in the midst of the chaotic crowd, my junior wife and master stood behind me.

Master looked slightly surprised, as if he hadn't expected this.

How hard is that old monster's hand

"A thousand-year-old monster, as expected, is extraordinary," Master said in a chilly voice.

I hid aside and dared not make a sound. The young mistress beckoned me over with her hand: “Little Yinluo, come here…”

As soon as I moved, the gap on the back of that white-bearded old man suddenly tore open like a rip. His iron-like claw shot out towards me with a terrifying speed——

The little wife screamed in fright. I saw the master's robe move, and before he even raised his head, I heard a sound like metal clashing behind me.

Mu Wanchen's sword in his hand was emitting a faint blue aura, this sword clearly made the old monster wary.

"...."Is this body tempered" the Master asked.

"Probably, there are many kinds of evil arts. He's welcome to make people not human and ghosts not ghosts as he pleases." Mu Wanchen thrust his sword toward the rift in space.

That scrawny claw gripped the blade, and I saw a swirling cloud of black mist leaking from within.

The young mistress raised her hand and formed a talisman. The silver light, like a pillar, repelled the black qi.

"There is too much demonic energy inside. Don't cross the boundary." The master reminded.

Mu Wanchen immediately drew back his sword, grabbed my waist and pulled me away, landing beside his junior sister.

"Xiao Yinluo, are you alright" The young mistress touched my face.

"It's nothing, it's nothing. I just got a fright a moment ago, how did that person's back suddenly split open..." I rubbed the goosebumps that had risen on my arms.

A white-bearded old man stood stiffly in place, a dark path before him. He had his back to us, and now he resembled an outlet with a gap open, with electricity flowing out from within.

“Where’s your outfit” Mu Wanchen looked down at me.

I rubbed my smooth arms. I had already tossed the bothersome robes aside, leaving only the fitted short-sleeved vest I wore next to my skin.

"I can't manage it anymore! The clothes are so heavy, and the skirt is so long! It's such a bother... You wouldn't actually be worried about the dress, would you!" I asked, widening my eyes.

"I feel sorry for you!" Mu Wanchen said sternly: "Isn't it cold wearing so little At least keep a sweater on."

I was stunned, and before I could speak, my junior wife's soft voice rang out beside me: "...That, whether it's cold or not now is a small matter, right The situation is so chaotic..."

Mu Wanchen glanced at his junior wife, pinched his fingers and muttered a spell. I vaguely saw a white mist descending out of thin air, with figures hidden within.

The figure shimmered with a faint golden hue under the lamplight. He was tall and broad, extending his hand and using something like cloth to wrap several times around the white-bearded old man's body before suddenly pulling him backward—

The old man with white beard seemed to be fished out of the water, his whole body trembling. He must have been standing at the boundary between worlds just now, his entire person lost and stiff, shaking uncontrollably.

The golden figure in the white mist bowed to Mu Wanchen and then dissipated like the wind.

I was dumbfounded, and the little wife also stood there in a daze. It seemed she had never seen it before either.

As for Master, he merely glanced at Mu Wanchen with a faint look. His voice was cold as he said, “ … Jin Jia Lishi, how many do you have left”

Mu Wanchen shook his head. "I don't know."

"Don't know" Shizun slightly frowned, tilting his head to look over with a searching gaze.

Mu Wanchen nodded solemnly: "I really don't know... Many years ago, I could lead thousands of people, but now... I don't know."

A few thousand people

Is that so amazing

Master was slightly surprised: "Golden Armored Warrior, guardian of the Dharma and demon slayer, you obey a powerful cultivator. With so many warriors under your command, you have already surpassed the limits of ordinary cultivators who have attained enlightenment. Why are you still lingering in the mortal realm"

"...I—" Mu Wanchen frowned, opening his mouth to say a word, then stopped.

The sky was as dark as ink, and a cold wind whistled through the air.

Under the colossal stone pillar, flames danced and shadows writhed chaotically, like ants trying to shake a giant tree.

Flames danced, casting shadows that twisted and turned. The air buzzed with a cacophony of sound and movement. Masked priestesses and sorcerers thronged the altar, mingling with spies. One even used earthen explosives to blow a corner of the altar apart.

The mountains shook and the earth trembled, with stones flying everywhere.

A sinister, raspy laughter echoed from the mouth of the secret passage: “....Ignorant junior, hehehehe...”

Those flying stones erupted from the altar, and I almost instinctively wanted to duck my head and crouch down to avoid the sand and gravel.

Mu Wanchen stood with his back to the altar. He suddenly raised his sword, and a ghostly light erupted from it. In that instant, my vision was filled with white light, as if I had been blinded for a moment.

Moonlight, as if summoned, pierced through the thick, heavy clouds.

A huge moon, like a bright eye, shone down from the sky pit, gazing at us.

The white snake spirit, Bai Ni, descended from the heavens, its form coiling into a massive wall that blocked the front of the altar, protecting most of the people.

It manifested its physical form, with long whiskers and spines on its back. It lowered its head towards me, blocking the altar with its body.

Mu Wanchen flipped his wrist, a surge of energy sent the dust around us swirling and extinguished all the lights.

The entire altar was washed by the moonlight.

The sudden darkness silenced everyone, and they stared at Bai Ni who had manifested her true form right before their eyes. Some people had already silently knelt down and bowed in reverence.

Mu Wanchen always had a faint halo around him. Seeing me, he seemed inexplicably flustered.

What did the master say

Why do you still linger in the mortal realm

As soon as Mu Wanchen turned around, I instinctively reached out and grabbed his wrist.

Mu Wanchen paused, taking off his own outer robe and draping it over me. He said in a calm voice, "…Little Consort, you can't be so disheveled. There's a huge matter at hand, I'm here, you just need to stand aside and watch."

His voice was no different from how he usually spoke to me, deep and mellow...and gentle.

But when he turned to face the crowd, his voice was cold and hard as he commanded: "Anyone who has invaded and caused chaos, none shall be spared. Capture them all! At the breach in the barrier, the wizards and sorcerers must set up a protective enchantment. Form trios and guard it meticulously. If even one slips through, I demand their heads. Let me see who dares to offend the altar..."

Si Huang stood out with a cold face, looking at Mu Wanchen from afar: "...We don't fight for the position of God King, we admit that you are the God King, and we don't have the ability to fight you. But...the beads must be given to us. Since you gave us Si Jin back then, now that she is dead, this can be considered her relic, leaving a remembrance for our Si Clan! It's also an acknowledgement to our people! I wait for your word, God King..."

She curtsied slightly to Mu Wanchen.

Mu Wanchen frowned, and Si Huang immediately said: "We can help you repair the altar, but you need to acknowledge our position!"

"Acknowledge your position, then where should my wife be placed" Mu Wanchen frowned deeply.

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