"You… you, audacious!"
Yuan Hong True Monarch's hand flickered with lightning, ready to strike, when suddenly a woman's voice of astonishnt woke him.
"Husband? Why have you co to look for so late?"
The plump and beautiful wife glanced in puzzlent at the door, now reduced to dust on the floor, "What has made you so angry, husband?"
Yuan Hong True Monarch felt a mont of dizziness in his vision; he steadied himself and realized that there was no sign of his eldest son, Zhang Longyi, in the room, only his beautiful wife covering herself with a brocade quilt, trembling.
"Could it be that I am really haunted by inner demons, and have gone astray in my cultivation, unknowingly falling into a demonic barrier?"
At this mont, a new doubt arose in Yuan Hong's heart about his inner restlessness.
Perhaps it was all due to himself; the Heavenly Master presiding over Tianxuan Peak, how could there be miscreants causing trouble here.
"My lady, perhaps it is due to so issues I recently encountered in my cultivation." Yuan Hong True Monarch said sheepishly, feeling a bit ashad of his earlier illusions, wondering why his inner demons had conjured up such scenes.
"Could it be because of Long Yi and Zhang Ronger?"
As Yuan Hong pondered in his heart, the beautiful wife unveiled the brocade quilt, revealing a slightly swollen belly beneath her red mandarin duck-style top.
"Perhaps the stress has been too much recently, causing so impatience in my cultivation, husband, co feel our child, he has been very naughty lately, always poking in my sleep, teehee~"
"Jiu'er gets up feeling sore all over every day," the beautiful wife said with a sweet laugh.
"This child is indeed naughty; let take a look," murmured Yuan Hong True Monarch, stroking his Taoist beard as he walked unhurriedly towards his wife.
Just as he was about to touch his wife's belly, suddenly her abdon split open, and a bloody little hand reached out.
Along with the ergence of the bloody hand ca waves of intensely thick evil energy.
"Husband, co look at our unborn child~" the wife lifted the bloody hand from her belly, her face wearing a bizarre smile, eagerly beckoning Yuan Hong.
A sudden surge of extre danger overwheld him.
Almost instinctively, Yuan Hong True Monarch's hand flickered with lightning, releasing a powerful strikes of palace thunder.
The Dharma Seal was ford in a blink, looking at the burnt black corpse on the bed, Yuan Hong True Monarch was still in shock.
"Such a powerful evil spirit, to deceive to this extent, it seems there is indeed a problem with our Tianxuan Peak; I must hurry and check if Long Yi is alright."
Yuan Hong True Monarch, suppressing his sorrow, imdiately rushed to the residence of Zhang Longyi.
Strangely, along the way, he encountered Ming Zhenzi and others outside Tianhua Pavilion again, who were rigidly repeating the dialogue and actions from their previous encounter.
This ti, Yuan Hong did not dare to converse with these disciples, nor did he notice the fleeting look of desperation in so of their eyes.
The door pushed open.
"Dad… Dad? What brings you here?" Zhang Longyi voiced his confusion.
"There's no ti to explain, co with quickly, and be silent."
The Thunder Law Mana continuously moved through Zhang Longyi's body, verifying that the life force inside him was still that of a living person, then Yuan Hong grabbed Zhang Longyi's wrist and quickly flew out.
Across the courtyard walls, through the paths, through the forest of falling leaves, Yuan Hong True Monarch rushed desperately through the forest, but today the dense forest atop Tianxuan Peak seed endless, impossible to get through.
"Long Yi, we..."
Although his wife was dead and the child in her womb as well, at least Zhang Longyi was still alive; Yuan Hong felt slightly relieved, about to softly comfort Zhang Longyi, but then he saw in his hand not Zhang Longyi's hand, but a withered branch.
"Long Yi! Long Yi!"
"What demon dares to act wildly on my Dragon Tiger Mountain, to play such tricks on !"
Yuan Hong True Monarch's anger surged, looking around the dense forest, suddenly, the Ancestral Hall of their Tianxuan Peak Lineage appeared before him.
Inside the hall, the urgent cries for help from Zhang Longyi could be heard.
"Dad, save !"
Driven by the instinct to save his son, Yuan Hong glanced at the endless-looking dense forest, clenched his teeth, pushed open the crimson door, and briskly walked in.
Upon entering, visible in the main hall were the spiritual tablets of the ancestors of Tianxuan Peak, with many clan elders sitting on both sides like clay sculptures, silent, their chests faintly heaving.
"Clan… clan elders?"
Yuan Hong moved forward, wanting a clearer look, but then saw a straw erging from the back of one elder.
In a blink of an eye, fine sweat appeared on Yuan Hong's forehead; even a True Monarch, he was so frightened that he fell to the ground.
Straw, straw, and more straw.
All the elders in the Ancestral Hall of their Dragon Tiger Mountain Tianxuan Peak, including the powerful Palms Path Realm elder Tai Zhenzi, were all dead.
"What kind of sinister force could do this without alerting the old ancestors of the rear mountain, to flay all the elders of my Dragon Tiger Mountain Tianxuan Peak and stuff them with straw?"
Amidst his shock and horror, the bronze bell in the hall rang without wind, a bizarre Taoist chanting echoing.
"From the Underworld grows the immortal tree, within the mansion dug out are the bones of an immortal."
"Taoist Ancestral laughs with blood flowing thick, Heavenly Buddha silently turns flesh into food."
"Sky falls and darkness arrives, the eternal feast bears the bitter Dao Fruit."
"Yuan Hong, having seen , why do you not bow?"
Suddenly, a massive sound wave issued from within the hall, swift and carrying an eerie force, blowing across Yuan Hong True Monarch and causing his tears to flow incessantly, unable to look directly at the figure shrouded in black fog.
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