Cultivation starts from devouring the Dao fruits

Chapter 220 The Annihilation of Yuankun True Man

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Boom!!

With a thunderous roar that shook the heavens and the earth, the Barrier of the Thousand Waves and Myriad Tribulations Water-Light Array was shattered by a single strike of the Mountain Great Handprint.

The spiritual power nodes of various arrays on Spirit Gull Island exploded one after another, causing the entire island to tremble slightly.

An Escape Light flew out from within Spirit Gull Island, revealing a figure, a middle-aged cultivator wearing a blue Daoist robe, tall and well-built, with a handsome and refined appearance, possessing the cultivation of the Golden Core Fifth Layer, who cupped his hands respectfully, yet with an unyielding demeanor, and said, "I am the Island Master of Spirit Gull Island, appointed by Haiyuan Palace, Real Person Xiaoling.

My father is the elder of Haiyuan Palace, True Lord Huang Qin. May I ask for what reason has the senior broken the array of our Spirit Gull Island?"

Zhao Yu's gaze was cold as he spoke chillingly, "True Lord Yuankun of Tianli Palace and Real Person Yindog have snatched my Dao companion and have hidden on Spirit Gull Island! Hand the two of them over, and I might spare your life! Otherwise, prepare to die!"

"Senior, my father is True Lord Huang Qin, the elder of Haiyuan Palace! I haven't seen anyone enter Spirit Gull Island. Could there be some kind of misunderstanding?" Real Person Xiaoling, sensing the murderous intent surging from Zhao Yu, felt a trace of fear rising in his heart.

He inwardly cursed True Lord Yuankun and his partner for causing trouble but still steeled himself to continue the exchange.

Real Person Xiaoling himself wasn't willing to make an enemy out of a Nascent Soul True Lord, yet he was caught in a dilemma by True Lord Yuankun, who had leverage over a significant vulnerability of his. If that vulnerability were to be exposed, even with a Nascent Soul Cultivator for a father, he would not escape death.

Zhao Yu's gaze turned ice-cold as he ordered, "Kill him!"

"My father..."

Real Person Xiaoling's complexion changed drastically as he let out a cry of horror. But before he could finish speaking, a claw pierced through his chest from behind, crushing his heart.

The White Ghost Emperor opened his mouth wide and swallowed, consuming Real Person Xiaoling's soul in one gulp.

"Zhao Yu has gone mad! Damn it, he has truly killed Real Person Xiaoling! Is he willing to be at odds with Haiyuan Palace just to capture us?"

True Lord Yuankun hid in a secret cave mansion, witnessing Real Person Xiaoling's tragic death at the hands of the White Ghost Emperor, fear bubbling within him.

"Bad! He has gone mad!! For the sake of this woman, he has lost his mind!! Even amongst Nascent Soul True Lords, there is a level of respect given to one another. But he has killed the only son of True Lord Huang Qin; he must be determined to turn against a Nascent Soul True Lord just to kill us!" Yindog's eyes flashed with terror.

Generally, Nascent Soul old monsters do not wish to expose their enmity and engage in magical combat, after all, everyone cultivates for the sake of immortality and to enjoy life.

Brother Fang nodded slightly and directly sacrificed a Communication Talisman, turning it into a streak of light flying towards the sky, attempting to break through the Ghost Fog that enveloped the sky above Spirit Gull Island.

The Ghost Fog released by the White Ghost Emperor possessed the power to enhance his illusion techniques, perception abilities, and Ghost Path Divine Skills but didn't have the power to seal the Communication Talisman.

"Daring to play tricks in front of me, seeking death!"

Zhao Yu's Divine Sense enveloped Spirit Gull Island, instantly locking onto that Communication Talisman. With a cold snort, he flicked his finger, and a ray of light struck the talisman, directly shattering it.

The White Ghost Emperor also opened his mouth in a grin, following the trajectory of the talisman back to the room, revealing a sinister smile.

Suddenly, Brother Fang shuddered, his hands clutched his own throat as his Mana came to a complete halt, and he struggled in terror, calling out, "Save... Save...!"

Sister Yuzhu and the other two Sea Palace disciples' faces changed drastically, each deploying their Escape Techniques, trying to flee the room. But as soon as they moved, they too, with looks of horror and despair, grasped their own throats, struggling in agony.

"I, Ming Changqing, a disciple of Sea Palace, do not dare to offend the senior's mighty presence; please spare my life, senior. I am willing to serve and work like a dog or horse for senior!"

The Foundation Establishment Cultivator who had argued with Sister Yuzhu prostrated on the ground and spoke respectfully. He knew very well that facing a Nascent Soul Level cultivator meant death if he resisted.

Before long, Sister Yuzhu and the other four Sea Palace Foundation Establishment Cultivators had stopped breathing, turning into four corpses, while only Ming Changqing survived.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Yuankun Zhenren and his party, completely merged with the darkness, were moving silently on the edge of Spirit Gull Island.

"As long as we can reach the sea, we'll have a slightly better chance of survival!"

Yuankun Zhenren, looking at the sea not far away, had a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Suddenly, a chill surged in Yuankun Zhenren's heart. He felt a pain in his chest and saw a Ghost Claw piercing through his heart.

"Damn, how did he find me?"

Despair flitted through Yuankun Zhenren's eyes as he fell heavily to the ground. Reflected in his despairing eyes was the figure of the White Ghost Emperor.

The White Ghost Emperor, with a wide open mouth, silently stood in front of a shadow dog, the white Ghost Claw reaching unhurriedly towards it.

The shadow dog, however, saw nothing and looked around vigilantly.