Chapter 608: Chapter 665: Could it be a Grandmaster?
(2nd Update) Chapter 608: Chapter 665: Could it be a Grandmaster?
(2nd Update) Chapter Six Hundred Sixty-Five
At that mont, a faint voice ca forth, “Who wants to take my little Hua Die to trial?”
The voice sounded as if soone were speaking right next to Bai Qi’s ear, startling him.
He hurriedly turned around, but there was no one beside him; no one stood at his side.
Bai Qi’s gaze swept rapidly around the room.
As a wizard, his spiritual power was extrely strong, but he couldn’t locate the source of the voice.
“Who, who is speaking?” Bai Qi demanded sharply.
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At the sa ti, his body tensed up.
Whoever could evade his awareness was definitely not a simple fellow.
After that single sentence, the voice seed to disappear.
“Playing tricks with gods and ghosts, won’t you co out?
Then I will kill them.” Bai Qi imdiately used his witchcraft on Rakshasa Lady and Wang Chao, controlling the Gu Insects to attack them both.
The two of them were about to be devoured by the Gu Insects.
A streak of yellow light shot in from the outside, and upon entry, it plunged into the swarm of Gu Insects.
The insects, as if eting their natural predator, screeched and scattered in all directions.
Bai Qi was greatly shocked.
He quickly tried to control the Gu Insects with his spiritual power.
But the insects were still out of control.
And wherever the yellow light passed, the Gu Insects imdiately vanished as if swallowed up by the light.
In the blink of an eye, the yellow light had circled around Rakshasa Lady and Wang Chao, not only swallowing up many Gu Insects but also driving all the remaining ones to flee.
The yellow light slowly grew larger, condensing into a human shape.
Finally, the light vanished, and a young man with a face as sharp as if cut by a knife and axe appeared in front of everyone.
“Long Xiaoshan!”
“Brother Long!”
“Master!”
Rakshasa Lady, Wang Chao, and Hua Die all showed joy, for Long Xiaoshan had finally erged from seclusion.
Long Xiaoshan nodded slightly to the three people, then turned his gaze towards Bai Qi and said indifferently, “So it is you who wishes to take Hua Die away?”
Bai Qi’s face darkened considerably, from Hua Die’s earlier words he understood that this man was the master Hua Die acknowledged.
It was absurd; Hua Die, the Saintess of the Bai Witch Sect, had deigned to be brought low, to beco a person’s private pet, a female slave.
This was a trampling on the dignity of the Bai Witch Sect.
Bai Qi stared coldly at Long Xiaoshan and said, “Who are you?
Such audacity.
Do you realize the enormity of the cri you have committed?”
Long Xiaoshan’s expression remained calm as he replied, “What enormity of cri?
I am not aware of such a thing.”
“Hmph, still pretending to be ignorant?
Don’t you know who Hua Die is?
She is the Saintess of our Bai Witch Sect.
Yet you dared to make our Saintess your private pet, an offence deserving of death, worthy of being punished by the bite of venomous insects and refined by True Fire for forty-nine days,” Bai Qi said sternly.
“Is that so?
Well, I am not one of your Bai Witch Sect, so thinking you can judge is wishful.
As for you, daring to intrude into my residence deep at night and lift a hand to my people, if you now kneel and confess your guilt, perhaps I will spare your life,” Long Xiaoshan flicked his finger nonchalantly, hands behind his back as he spoke.
“Seeking death!”
Bai Qi was furious.
He was an Elder of the Bai Witch Sect, revered in the southwest, and this youth before him, younger than his own grandson, showed him no respect at all.
Bai Qi executed a spell and took a small skeleton head hanging from his neck, hurling it at Long Xiaoshan.
The skeleton head grew as it caught the wind, ballooning to the size of a basket in the blink of an eye.
The skeleton’s jaw clacked loudly and continuously, a piercing and horrific sound, and in an instant, it was above Long Xiaoshan’s head, ready to swallow him whole.
Long Xiaoshan looked up at the skeleton head, motionless as if frozen.
Crack!
The skeleton directly swallowed Long Xiaoshan.
Bai Qi’s face revealed a hint of joy, this fellow was actually so arrogant that he didn’t even flinch, allowing himself to be swallowed by his Ghost Skull Head.
His Ghost Skull Head was no ordinary object, it was a superior Witch Gate Magic Artifact refined through witchcraft, capable of turning even a large elephant into a pool of filthy blood in an instant.
“Master!”
Seeing Long Xiaoshan swallowed by the skeleton head, Hua Die and the others let out cries of grief.
The skeleton head hovered in the air, its mouth constantly opening and closing, as if chewing on so delicious food.
Then suddenly,
The skeleton head stiffened for a mont before trembling violently in the air, as if it had developed epilepsy.
Bai Qi’s smile froze.
He watched helplessly as the trembling of the skeleton head in the air beca more and more intense.
Wanting to recall it, he felt the Magic Artifact was out of control!
And there was also a brewing sense of extre danger.
Bai Qi’s eyes suddenly widened, and he let out a strange scream as he retreated backwards.
Bang!
Suddenly, the skeleton head exploded, scattering violent yin energy and fragnts throughout the entire presidential suite, shattering the lights, sofas, coffee tables, and televisions like a passing typhoon, leaving a complete ss.
Bai Qi, being the closest, was slamd hard against the wall.
He almost coughed up old blood.
As the dust settled from the skeleton head’s explosion, a figure erged, if not Long Xiaoshan, then who?
He appeared completely untouched by smoke and dust, his clothes so neat there wasn’t even a wrinkle, as if the ghastly skeleton head hadn’t swallowed him at all.
Bai Qi was shocked and furious, with a trace of inexplicable trembling in his voice, “You dare destroy my Magic Artifact.”
This Ghost Skull Head was not an ordinary Magic Artifact, but one that he had refined over three years in the Land of Blood Filth; not only was its exterior tough as steel, the inside harbored an extrely strong corrosive power.
Once swallowed by the Ghost Skull Head, one would be eroded by that power and turned into a pool of filthy blood.
Even a Grandmaster would peel a layer of skin if swallowed by it.
It was undoubtedly one of his most powerful Magical Treasures.
But now his Ghost Skull Head had been destroyed.
If it had been destroyed from the outside in open confrontation, that would have been one thing, but Long Xiaoshan was swallowed by the Ghost Skull Head and then destroyed it from the inside, which was infinitely more difficult than destroying it from the outside.
“So what if I destroy your Magic Artifact?
I told you, if you kneeled and begged for rcy, I would spare your life.
Since you are so stubbornly foolish, then accept your death,” Long Xiaoshan said.
Long Xiaoshan’s figure blurred and disappeared, reappearing instantly beside Bai Qi.
He struck down toward Bai Qi with a palm.
In his urgent panic, a series of black beads hanging around Bai Qi’s neck surged with layers of green light rings, enveloping Bai Qi.
As Long Xiaoshan’s palm struck down, the green light shattered in response, and with each layer of light rings shattering, a black bead exploded.
After six black beads exploded, Bai Qi managed to block Long Xiaoshan’s palm.
His face was as pale as if he had seen a ghost.
These black beads were sothing he had spent a fortune on to have people refine for him.
Although wizards are powerful, they also have weaknesses; wizards like him who specialize in spells do not have strong bodies.
If they encounter a Martial Dao master close-up, they could be instantly killed.
Therefore, they usually wear Protective Magical Artifacts.
For soone as highly esteed as an elder of the Bai Witch Sect like Bai Qi, his Protective Magical Artifact was even more precious.
This string of black beads, each capable of blocking a strike from a Xuan Level Peak expert, had six explode together, even a Grandmaster’s strike could be blocked.
Could it be that this unassuming young man in front of him was a Grandmaster?
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