187 The Head of the Changtian Sec (1/2)

”You cruel woman. I'll cut you into a thousand pieces, grind your bones, and scatter your ashes.”

The elder dressed in green trembled as he struggled to get up. Although he was missing an arm and a leg, with his cultivation he could still stand up. However, standing on one leg was quite funny. It was as though he was mimicking a flamingo.

His voice was hoarse, as though something was stuck in his throat, giving off an unpleasant grinding sound.

Limping, he slowly approached Demoness Gong. Although his face was gone and he had no expression, anyone could tell the savagery in his eyes, as though he could not wait to eat the demoness' flesh and drink her blood.

He was a dignified Embryonic Breathing realm ancient martial arts practitioner. He had almost died in her hands. Although he was still breathing, he had been half-crippled. He wouldn't say anything about further improvement; maintaining his cultivation would be considered a blessing.

Destroying his body and cutting off his pursuit of the pinnacle of martial arts was a death feud.

He shifted step by step towards Demoness Gong. Although it was extremely difficult to do so, he could at least still walk. As for the demoness, she couldn't even lift a finger. He couldn't wait to tear the vicious woman to shreds.

”Sect Grand-uncle, bad news. Sect Grand-uncle, bad news.”

Suddenly, an alarmed voice sounded in the quiet forest. It was followed by a silhouette running towards them with a panicked look on his face, running as he shouted.

In a moment, the person had run in front of Elder Fu Qing panting, seemingly having ran a fair distance.

Fu Qing looked at the youth before him, slightly stunned. The person was wearing the Changtian Sect Outer-Sect disciple attire. He subconsciously recognized the person as a Changtian Sect disciple. After all, aside from the demoness, who else would dare trespass in this area?

”What's the matter for you to be in such a panic?” Fu Qing asked hoarsely. His face was terrifying as he looked at the youth, his gaze cold enough that anyone who looked at it would feel their heart freeze.

Looking at the mere Outer-Sect disciple that was interrupting his vengeance, he was very unhappy.

”Sect Grand-uncle, the head of the sect has died. He died just now...Just now…”

Mo Wen kept frantically gesturing, trying to get the message across but failing horribly at doing so. His face had panic and fear written all over it. Just by saying that the head of the sect had died, he had stirred up real trouble.

”What?”

The eyeballs of the elder dressed in green immediately opened wide, looking incredulously at the youth before him. His already tattered body suddenly turned cold.

How could the head of sect die? What was going on? With the head of sect's cultivation, who else could kill him?

Even the demoness wasn't a match for the head of sect. How could something have happened to the head of sect.

For an instant, the thoughts of the elder dressed in green were messed up. The sudden news scared him so much that he couldn't wrap his head around it.

When Gong Biluo, who was lying not far from them, noticed the youth who suddenly appeared, her eyes narrowed slightly. A glint of consternation flashed past her eyes; her beautiful face was stunned for a moment.

Why had he appeared here? Had he not left the Changbai Mountain Range!

”What has happened exactly…”

The elder dressed in green grabbed hold of Mo Wen's clothes, almost roaring as he said. However, halfway through his sentence, he suddenly realized that something felt off…

The youth before him was but a normal Outer-Sect disciple, how could he appear here? Even a Qi Nucleation realm ancient martial arts practitioner couldn't withstand the residue waves of the Tai Yin Qi just now. If one wasn't dead yet, they would have been set flying far away.

A mere Outer-Sect disciple, how could he have survived? Also, he had just fought the demoness for fifteen minutes, how could the head of sect have died? That was practically impossible.

In an instant, his guard was up.

”You can ask your head of sect yourself what happened when you see him in hell.”

Mo Wen's mouth suddenly curled into a bizarre smile. The next moment, he put his hands, which he had ready, together. Two streams of aura, one hot and one cold, emanated from his body. One hand was blazing flame; another was chilling freeze. But in an instant they vanished. Only a ball of formless light remained between his palms.

”Go die.”

His silhouette flickered, and he almost immediately forced himself against the elder dressed in green, and with a palm strike pressed against his chest.

At this time, although the elder dressed in green felt a sense of danger well up, it was already too late. He could not stop Mo Wen that was mere inches away from him in time.

After all, he was now injured beyond measure, who knows how much his reaction speed had slowed down.

The palm strike hit the elder dressed in green on the chest without a shred of resistance. The next moment, a terrifying, formless wave spread out. It silently swept the surrounding area, in an instant covering an area of a ten meters radius.

Everywhere it passed, all the trees would be soundlessly reduced to dust, scattering onto the ground. The trees that were already withered disappeared completely from the forest, turning into mounds of dust. The surrounding space seemed to have opened up; it did not feel like standing in a forest, but rather as though they were in an open square.