Chapter 909: Chapter 612: The Ancestor Stele Appears in the World!_3 Chapter 909: Chapter 612: The Ancestor Stele Appears in the World!_3 “`
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Shen Yi raised his knife, and with the Mystic Gold Edge that spanned the heavens and the earth accompanying the dragon’s roar, he fiercely stabbed into the River and Mountains Scroll, then slashed out!
“Get away!”
Situ Fuhai sensed sothing was amiss and hastily shouted a warning.
Shi Lianchang reacted swiftly, leaping up, intending to temporarily step out of this River and Mountains Scroll.
The next mont, he watched as Shen Yi, holding the knife, slowly walked out from the rift, his face, obscured by disheveled hair, was without a ripple of emotion, but his eyes firmly fixed on approaching him.
As if he were looking at a man about to die.
“Hah!”
Shi Lianchang wasn’t quite sure of the other’s capabilities and had no intention of confronting him head-on, planning to retreat to the Taoist Palace first.
He transford into a streak of light and rushed straight to the Taoist Palace.
Just as he was about to land on the cushion, Shen Yi just calmly watched, then gripped the handle of his knife tightly.
In an instant, the entire heaven and earth seed to have frozen.
That streak of light which had already dashed into the Taoist Palace was as if it had been hamred by Shen Yue, and a figure fell from the streak, tumbling straight down.
Landing with a thunderous crash, Shi Lianchang lifted his head, and what ca into view was the straight figure of the youth, and his face, looking down indifferently.
He finally beca sowhat flustered, “Infinite truth—”
In the instant he ford the spell with his fingers, the Taoist Palace was already pressing straight down from above, emanating a golden glow, which enveloped Shi Lianchang’s entire body.
But his words still stopped abruptly.
The ash in Shen Yi’s eyes grew denser, and his right arm fiercely thrust forward, the dragon’s cry in the Mystic Gold long knife sharp and clear.
Even the Disaster Qilin, which could not be stopped by the Azure Dragon Devours the Sun, how could it be blocked by a re Daoist Technique?
The golden glow was like a piece of paper before the blade’s edge.
Shi Lianchang didn’t even get to finish the last character before he saw with dazed eyes the knife penetrate his chest, the Mystic Gold Edge imdiately began to tear apart his Dao Infant’s Five Organs.
However, as a Sub Sect Master with substantial tenure in the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect,
How could he be distracted in a battle of spells?
Almost imdiately, he propped himself up and fiercely grabbed onto Shen Yi’s legs, screaming at the sa ti, “Please, ancestor…”
Boom!
Shen Yi nonchalantly brought his hand back in a palm strike to the opponent’s cheek, his entire head exploded into a dance of blood instantly.
From beginning to end, he never took another look at Shi Lianchang.
Even as the slowly falling body burst out with a phantom image, fleeing towards the River and Mountains Scroll, still, it failed to arouse his interest.
“Situ, cover for first!”
The phantom maintained its composure, fleeing swiftly without a mont’s hesitation.
As long as he could make it back to the Taoist Palace, the spell battle had only just begun, the Ancestor Stele had not yet been summoned, and he still had many tactics unused!
Just then, two huge phantom images of Fierce Tigers leaped out of the void.
One Mystic, one white, both perfectly in tune with the Great Way.
Demon Emperor Weapon, Yin Yang Life and Death.
That robust and ferocious Mystic Tiger, as if having anticipated it, conveniently appeared on Shi Lianchang’s escape path, then opened its bloody maw, waiting for the phantom to crash into it.
The Mystic Tiger chewed with force a few tis, and then swallowed Shi Lianchang along with his desperate and shrill screams down into its belly!
After doing all this, the two Fierce Tigers transford back into the Yin Yang Mysterious Pendant and slowly fell into Shen Yi’s palm.
“…”
Situ Fuhai stood in the Taoist Palace, his fingers twitching slightly as he perford the spell.
All of Shi Lianchang’s intentions seed to be within the control of this young man, his understanding of the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect had reached a terrifying level that made his heart tremble.
As he was distraught,
Shen Yi slowly clenched the Jade Pendant, turning his gaze towards Situ Fuhai in the Taoist Palace, and amidst the ssy hair, his lips suddenly curved into a smile.
A clean and pure smile.
Yet it made Situ Fuhai stumble back, breaths coming in rapid gasps as he leaned against the newly erged giant shadow of the Ancestor Stele.
The stele bore no inscriptions, only Tao Palace Maps, from bottom to top, countless beyond asure!
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