"Good! Good! Good!" The old ancestor of Ming Xiao said a few good words, but the killing intent around him was unreservedly flowing everywhere. The entire Ming Xiao Sect was shrouded in dark clouds, and the wind and clouds changed suddenly. All the disciples of the sect were silent as if they had been frozen.

  "Unexpectedly, the Ming Xiao lineage has been severed in my hands." The old ancestor of Ming Xiao looked at his own palm, which was as tender as a baby's, with a tone as calm as water. However, the killing intent around him grew thicker and heavier. He raised his head, his gaze indifferent: "But after being closed off for several months, so many changes have occurred. Heaven's will? Hmph! Even if it is heaven's will, it cannot stop this old ancestor!"

  He stood up and looked at his disciples who were bowing their heads, saying: "If I haven't returned in ten days, you all should escape on your own."

  Having said that, he disappeared in the great hall without waiting for everyone's reaction.

  The atmosphere inside Jinwu City is tense.

  Above the Weiying camp, a dark aura lingered, refusing to disperse throughout the day. The guards at the Zhuque camp's entrance exchanged uneasy glances, their eyes filled with a mix of shock and unease. The intense killing intent was so thick that even they felt somewhat uncomfortable.

  They couldn't understand why those weak cultivators would become so terrifying in just a few months.

  Zuo Mo tensely gazed at the campgrounds, where the guards stood in a neat and orderly fashion like wooden stakes. Since that day when they retreated back to Jin Wu City, Zhuo and his men had maintained this posture, unmoving for ten whole days.

  Their bodies were thick with murderous intent, making them look like killing gods who had just walked out of the underworld.

  His entire body was shrouded in a dense, dark aura that swirled around him like a dragon, making it almost impossible to see his face or figure as he was completely enveloped by the dark energy.

  "Are they all right?" Zuo Mo was worried in his heart.

  "They can hold on, then nothing's wrong. If they can't hold on, it's a dead end." The Pú Yāo's voice was nonchalant, but Zuǒ Mò could still hear the hint of tension within.

  "Are you going to absorb all of these murderous intentions into your body?"

  "Hmm, the subtlety of their intentions is something that no one can fully grasp. The demonic aura of slaughter and killing intent are extremely heavy, and their killing intent can even take shape, which could be considered a coincidence. However, for them, this breakthrough came a bit too early. It's unknown whether they'll be able to hold on."

  At this moment, Bundragon's body suddenly trembled violently, and the black air wrapped around his body fluctuated wildly.

  "It's started!" Pu Yao blurted out, and Zuo Mo's heart skipped a beat.

  Only a black air like a small insect, constantly drilling into the body of the dragon, the body of the dragon trembled more violently.

  "Killing intent is the hardest hurdle to overcome." The Pú Yāo stared intently at Shù Lóng, speaking rapidly: "They are born with weak physiques, if they want to continue cultivating, they must go through this hurdle of 'killing the body'. If that person were still around, this matter would be even simpler..."

  Zuo Mo didn't dare to shift his gaze half an inch, for people are not inanimate objects, who can be without emotions. Regardless of what these cultivators were thinking, he could clearly feel their trust towards him, and each one of them was willing to risk their lives for him.

  The battle outside Jinwu City proved this point.

  It's fake to say that he wasn't moved, in any case, he didn't want Bai Long and the others to have an accident. These days, whatever materials or treasures they needed, as long as he had them, no matter how precious, he would take them out for them without hesitation.

  As for their breakthroughs, he didn't dare to have high hopes. Although his cultivation days were not long, he knew the importance of foundation in cultivation. The foundation of Bundragon and others was too shallow, and the possibility of breaking through was not great, he just hoped they were all okay.

  Even if he had shown great kindness to the Bundragon, they would have risked their lives once and for all, and Zuo Mo felt that everything was already repaid. Moreover, he never thought that he owed them any kindness in the first place.

  Bailong's body trembled like a sieve, and the black gas poured into his nostrils and skin. The black gas all over his body became lighter and lighter, and his face began to become clearer and clearer.

  Zuo Mo couldn't help but let out a soft "tsk".

  Shu Long's appearance had undergone a tremendous change, the vicissitudes of life on his face disappeared, wrinkles disappeared, he became much younger, his skin was black and shiny like oil.

  Zuo Mo was full of surprise, but when he thought about it, Zuo Mo realized that Shi Feng had been quite handsome when he was young.

  High-bridged nose, knife-like eyebrows, angular face, deep eye sockets, tightly pursed lips. The flavor of vicissitudes has disappeared, but a deeper and more mature flavor has been added.

  His forehead had an additional black crystal.

  Crack, the black heavy armor was actually cracked open, and Zuo Mo only then noticed that at some point, Shu Long's body had an additional suit of black shiny armor. The black armor was connected to his body as one, tightly adhering to it, almost completely wrapping around his entire body.

  Compared with Jinjia Wei, the black armor on Shulong's body is more fitted, more delicate, and gives a sense of balance but full of power.

  "Guardian!" The Pú Yāo's voice was filled with surprise.

  "What is Wei Jia?" Zuo Mo hastily asked.

  "When the 'Bitter Guardian' is cultivated to a certain extent, it can generate a guardian armor. This armor has many wonderful uses, and as their cultivation deepens, its power becomes stronger!" The Pú Yāo exclaimed excitedly: "When they break through to the next level again, they will be able to condense their killing intent into a weapon. Hehe..."

  Zuo Mo was overjoyed in his heart and felt happy for Zun Long.

  The sudden appearance of the dragon was like a signal, and other camps also emerged with armor.

  The whole process lasted for five watches, and during these five watches, Zuo Mo didn't dare to leave for a moment.

  When the last sentence of the camp was completed, Bundragon's tightly closed eyes opened.

  Bright as the stars in his eyes, deep and distant.

  He bowed his head and made a gesture of respect, a courtesy that Mo had never seen before.

  "In the name of Ku Wei, I will follow you, Lord, till death do us part!"

  Shu Long's voice was completely different from before, low and magnetic, pleasant to listen to.

  "In the name of Ku Wei, I will follow you, Lord, till death do us part!"

  One thousand guards, simultaneously paying respects.

  Zuo Mo was stunned on the spot.

  Rong Wei did not retreat as far as the other cultivators, she was on a mountain peak, gazing into the distance. On a nearby mountain peak, there was a burly man and a middle-aged person. Apart from this, some scattered cultivators could be seen, most of whom were cultivators of the Condensing Pulse Third Heaven.

  It's extremely rare to have the opportunity to witness Jindan taking action.

  This is not about teaching, nor is it a test of skill, but a matter of life and death.

  The mysterious and unpredictable master of the Golden Crow City, so far, no one has seen him truly take action. The only thing that can be considered as taking action is the launch of the Tian Huan Yue Ming Array, but apart from being able to see that his attainments in array formation are extremely deep, it's impossible to gauge his actual strength.

  This battle will decide the outcome.

  Rong Wei had other thoughts in mind, to be honest, she didn't think highly of the Lord of Golden Crow City. Ming Xiao Lao Zu was able to make even Lord Hou somewhat apprehensive, his strength was absolutely not that simple.

  Only cultivators who have experienced the Golden Elixir know its greatness. To say nothing of other things, just the escape method that condenses the pulse is beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators, and it allows the Golden Elixir cultivator to stand in an invincible position. As for the use of magical formulas, there is a fundamental difference.

  The human sea tactic can't deal with the Golden Elixir, but it also means that the Golden Crow City side can only defend, meaning that Ming Xiao Old Ancestor always has the initiative.

  Being taken control of is an extremely terrifying thing for a Golden Core who doesn't lack attacking methods.

  Rong Wei would never get involved in this battle, she's not qualified. But if the Golden Crow City loses, she might be able to save that young Moon Silver General by putting on a show for Lord Hou. It would be such a waste if that young general were to die here.

  And if possible, take the opportunity to recruit...

  This is what she had in mind all along.

  She subconsciously glanced at the big man and middle-aged man not far away, she sensed that the origin of these two people was probably not small, and secretly hoped in her heart that these people were not on the same mind as herself.

  Otherwise, it would inevitably be another fierce battle. Most importantly, if the old ancestor were to find out that the young man was Yue Yin's war general, then neither of them would stand a chance. The old ancestor would either surrender himself or kill him off.

  Such talent, how can it be cheap for others?

  Only if Ming Xiao Lao Zu is unaware of this plan will it be possible for it to succeed.

  Suddenly, the sky at the horizon rippled like water waves, and a massive, unstoppable aura instantly enveloped the entire Tianxing mountain range.

  Everyone's face changed color, and they felt a sudden chill run down their spine, secretly horrified.

  Here!

  The golden crow city suddenly burst into a surge of golden light, countless golden awns rose like swimming fish, covering the sky above the golden crow city. The thirty-six symbol war towers lit up one by one with silver light, and in the blink of an eye, all thirty-six symbol war towers were fully illuminated. A golden ring rose into the sky, emitting a dazzling golden light, hanging down countless golden threads, and the faint sound of Buddhist chanting suddenly sounded.

  Ming Xiao Lao Zu almost appeared out of thin air in the sky outside Jin Wu City.

  He had a disheveled hairdo and looked to be around forty, but his skin was as tender as a baby's. He wore a long white robe that was casually tied around him.

  He glanced faintly at the crowd hiding in the distance and watching this battle.

  Everyone felt an uncontrollable jump in their heart, and was even more frightened.

  The mighty power of Jindan, powerful as this!

  "Little Hong, how has Master been lately?" Old Man Ming Xiao spoke lightly, as if it were a casual conversation.

  Rong Wei had no choice but to come out: "Thanks to Old Master's blessing, everything is well with Young Master."

  "Oh. Then why does Master Hou still want to compete with me for this small realm?" The tone of Ming Xiao Lao Zu was as calm as ever.

  Rong Wei only felt a suffocating breath, almost falling from the cloud layer, her scalp numb, and could only say: "Old ancestor is joking, with old ancestor here, how can the young master disturb. The young master just heard that a white star appeared in Xiaoshan boundary, and sent slaves to investigate. Before coming, the young master specially instructed the slave to first greet the old ancestor."

  "Oh, I see." Ming Xiao Lao Zu nodded: "Now that this matter is settled, I will go to visit Hou Ye. If you want to watch the battle, retreat another fifty miles."

  Ming Xiao Lao Zu spoke to her in a rather gentle tone, but for some reason, Rong Wei felt a chill in her heart and didn't dare hesitate, hastily retreating fifty miles back.

  "Others, retreat a hundred miles." Ming Xiao Lao Zu said calmly: "Within ten breaths, otherwise don't blame the old ancestor for being impolite."

  The air was suddenly heavy with an ominous presence.

  Others were even more horrified and retreated in shock. The big man and the middle-aged man also changed their faces, looked at each other, and retreated together.

  No one dares to disobey a Golden Elixir.

  Until then, Ming Xiao Lao Zu's gaze finally shifted to Jin Wu City.