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The head above appeared to smile but not smile, its expression extremely bizarre, both angry and excited, probably not yet dead, caught in some kind of beautiful dream about escaping or counterattacking. Li Xuanfeng gazed at it intently for a moment. The sand and pebbles under his feet began to jump around with a jingling noise, producing a piercing sound of friction.

His gaze turned fiercer, as if he could choose someone to devour at any moment.

This man's Qi Cultivation Level made him think of his brother Li Xuanling, who had been beaten to death at Zhen Hua Temple and had his corpse eaten.

Back then, only Li Tongya had brought back the bones, which were also just a head. Li Xuanfeng had been in the Southern Border at the time and had not seen it. Now seeing this head, his heart boiled with rage, his eyes nearly splitting with fury.

Unlike Li Xuanxuan, who wailed and cursed, blaming himself and breeding a heart demon, Li Xuanfeng's hatred made his expression grow colder. He calculated the next situation over and over again in his mind, while the bowstring trembled slightly in the air, emitting a series of piercing screeches, like the cry of an eagle.

Li Xuanfeng turned around and walked step by step along the shore, then, rising on the wind, he flew toward Jindou Island.

...

E Wu disguised himself as a cultivator named Situ Er, riding the wind. Halfway there, he collided with a man in a golden robe, who was a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, a Guest Elder of Jindou Island.

Although E Wu had used a spell combined with blood energy for the disguise, and it was perfect, there were still flaws in front of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, let alone if the other was a specialized Immortal Foundation for surveillance. E Wu, in a rush, addressed him according to the memory of the man he was impersonating from the past three days:

"Guest Elder, do not delay! Hurry back and report!"

"There is a Buddhist practitioner and a cultivator fighting fiercely over a sparkling golden object in the sea ahead. They've reached a life-or-death struggle, and the battle has even gone underwater! Please, Guest Elder, hurry to call upon the superior."

This Guest Elder had sent out five or six people, and the one E Wu was impersonating was the first to return. Upon hearing this, he did not dare to hesitate and simply said:

"Understood, point me in the direction, and I will go keep watch. You continue back to report!"

E Wu had made various preparations in his heart and had a plan no matter how he reacted. He casually pointed in a direction for him to go and continued flying toward the island, landing at the edge of Jindou Island only to see an ugly Buddhist practitioner flying up.

"Big brother!"

E Wu was startled for a moment. It was hard for his disguise to fool a Foundation Establishment, let alone a fellow mage like Mutuo. Mutuo glanced at him impatiently and said:

"What's going on!"

It was then E Wu remembered that his Dharma Body was utterly destroyed and no longer recognizable. Secretly relieved, he succinctly conveyed the news. Mutuo immediately tensed and flew down to Situ Mo. E Wu did not dare to enter the Great Formation but waited outside.

As Mutuo entered the hall, he was sweating profusely, filled with both hate and shock, and exclaimed:

"Situ boy, hurry and get three or four Guest Elders for me!"

Situ Mo had just listened to the conversation between the two men, frowning with confusion:

"Is it true or false? Could there really be such good fortune? I think I should send someone over first…"

"Not so!"

Mutuo appeared quite shaken and sighed:

"Thank goodness you have some tricks up your sleeve. The one from just now was not Situ Er! It was clearly my junior brother, who thinks I have suffered severe injuries to my Dharma Body and can't recognize anyone. But he didn't know that master personally passed down the 'Blood Transformation' secret technique to me... I took a careful look just now, and I recognized him immediately!"

"Your junior brother?"

Situ Mo's thoughts were quick, and he responded softly:

"What do you intend to do?"

"Stop your babbling! If we delay, the guy would become suspicious. Just get me a few Guest Elders, and I'll lure him into the Formation..."

"Nonsense!"

Situ Mo interrupted him with a cold voice:

"Do you really think he would calmly enter the Formation? You'd be better off leading a few Guest Elders to follow him out and ambush him!"

Mutuo was slightly startled and immediately saw the logic in his suggestion. If he had really been fooled, he would certainly be in a rush to go out and would not bring people into the Formation unnecessarily, which would definitely make E Wu suspicious and abandon the plan.

Without time to commend him, he quickly called four Guest Elders and they all rode the wind out together.

Situ Mo watched as several people left, and a flicker of realization dawned upon him as he thought,

"It's an ambush set by the Furious Taoist Lineage, I knew it was too good to be true..."

He stepped forward, and just as he flew to the edge of the Formation, he surmised,

"With Moutuo and the four Guest Elders... this Situ Er impostor must be trapped with no way out. I still need to be cautious and not leave the Formation rashly..."

Situ Mo took a step back and stood within the shimmering Great Formation, gazing silently at the outside.

On the other side, as Moutuo flew out of the Great Formation with the four Guest Elders guarding him closely, the Situ Er impostor who was pretending to be Ewu had just cracked a smile and said joyfully,

"My lord, follow me!"

Moutuo nodded and, riding on the wind, moved forward together with the group toward the north, preparing for trouble. The four by his side casually closed in on Ewu,

The four Guest Elders, all of who had climbed to the Foundation Establishment Cultivation, showed no abnormal expression, but one cannot hide their true intentions through movements alone. Mere ten miles into their flight, Ewu immediately sensed something amiss, shuddered with alarm, and as Moutuo, who had been vigilant for some time, shouted,

"Take action!"

The four Guest Elders advanced at once, each throwing out dazzling Golden Magic Artifacts into the sky, weaving a luminous net as they all struck at Ewu.

These Magic Artifacts all belonged to the Tang Jin Sect, but the Spells were all jumbled and varied, clearly indicating that these Guests Elders were originally cultivators from the East Sea, who later sought refuge in Jindou Island, with genuinely average strength.

"You treacherous dog!"

Ewu was just as quick to react, his hands forming spells that shone brightly, limbs igniting in golden flames, as a figure with three heads and six arms slowly emerged behind him, wielding short clubs and axes. Moutuo laughed wildly,

"With me in front, what Escape Skill can you possibly use! You've really gone all out, thinking to earn me over with your treasures, but now you're left with neither people nor wealth!"

Though his Qi was weak, he neatly formed a spell with his hands, shot out a stream of light without any noticeable movement, causing Ewu's shadowy figure behind to blur intensely. Moutuo sneered,

"I am the true holder of the Qin Ling Spell!"

With a legacy to rely upon, Moutuo effortlessly scattered Ewu's spells, calling over the four Jindou Island Guest Elders to join the offensive, while he himself stayed distant, merely interrupting Ewu's Spells from afar.

"...Senior brother indeed had a trick up his sleeve!"

Surrounded by several people, Ewu was unfazed and cursed bitterly, coldly responding,

"Senior brother, do not underestimate me!"

No sooner had he spoken, the golden glow in his hand flowed, and Ewu drew two long rods with complex golden patterns, crossing and lifting them up, clanging against the Magic Artifacts of the four people, blocking their attack.

He pushed them back at once, assuming an aggressive stance and swinging the rods fiercely at them, unconcerned as the Magic Artifacts pierced his body, his eyes emitting a golden light that twisted the air as it burned.

As a Buddhist Practitioner, his body was like a dough, not bleeding when pierced by the Magic Artifacts. When the artifacts were pulled out, the sticky wounds would heal back up. However, faced with Ewu's ferocious offense, the others did not wish to be injured and delay their cultivation, thus for a moment they hesitated to act decisively, appearing somewhat clumsy.

None of them really expected to capture the monk right from the start, with none revealing their Immortal Foundations as they cautiously probed each other.

For a time, Dharma Light collided continuously in the sky, emitting intense booms, while Moutuo's eyes were filled with greed. Glancing at his junior brother Ewu, he whispered,

"Once I consume your body, I can reduce my healing period by a few decades!"

Ewu sneered, observing the situation around him. He had many contingencies, and the likelihood of dying here was slight. At worst, he would have to forfeit his Mage body to Moutuo. At the moment, his only thought was to escape with minimal loss.

'You can run, but can your treasures on you also run away?'

Moutuo, seeing his intention, secretly rejoiced, coughed, and spat out a mouthful of blood. He touched his mouth corner, looking at the dark red blood in his palm, and suddenly froze.

"What's going on?"

Moutuo felt a chilling sensation on his cheek, blood trickling down. Turning his head, it seemed as though his left eye was about to explode, with his remaining vision filled with overpowering golden light.

This golden light came from afar, piercing the sky like a beam, yet also elusive, vanishing whenever he tried to glance at it directly. Moutuo's face felt painfully raw, as alarm surged through him.

"This damn dog has backup!"