Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 1152 - 594: Without You, I Want to Destroy the World! Cangqiang Ascending Stairs! (Part 2)
Around Duan Yun, the Breaking Body Sword Energy madly absorbed the surrounding Death Energy while ominous red hair emerged from him, and Shen Ying raised her hand, uttered a single word, and Heavenly Silk swiftly wove into a cocoon, enveloping both her and Duan Yun.
In just an instant, the Mad Taoist's eyes exploded, his teeth exploded, his neck exploded, his chest exploded...
It seemed as if every organ in his body was unleashed in fury, bringing forth an incredibly terrifying force.
The Three Corpses Dao's buildings exploded into dust in an instant, Qi Force soared into the sky, forming a horrifying pillar of energy, with painful roars echoing within.
Such power was akin to a human-shaped nuclear bomb.
Duan Yun and Shen Ying endured the giant explosion, but both the exceptionally thick Heavenly Silk and the red hair on Duan Yun's body were in a shattered state.
They didn't anticipate that the little Mad Taoist's shouted command would unleash such earth-crushing, sky-shattering power.
If the two hadn't retreated quickly, and been adept at defense, they would have surely been injured.
Injured quite seriously.
However, this was the Taoist's final act, and he used it to blow up everything that could explode in his body, mixing in with the sky full of ash.
Duan Yun and Shen Ying survived the terrifying blast, but others weren't so lucky.
All the buildings within the Three Corpses Dao became ruins, and naturally everyone inside perished, not to mention it also affected the surroundings.
Not only did a considerable number of structures in the Inner City collapse, but even a large area in the Outer City fell, and from a high vantage point, it resembled an image that would delight the Earth and Wood Sect.
The high-ranking members of the Heavenly Human Dao had just concluded a meeting emphasizing safety issues.
Two senior members who received orders were investigating and implementing the matter when suddenly, a greater incident occurred!
Everyone was nearly dumbstruck.
How many incidents occurred over these past few days?
The dishwasher Yan San crawled out of the latrine pit, saw the mushroom cloud rising in that direction, and looked dumbfounded, muttering, "No way? This time so quickly?"
As an elderly dishwasher of the Inner City, he naturally knew roughly where the explosion occurred.
The Three Corpses Dao.
"They've only been at the Three Corpses Dao for less than a day, isn't that a bit too fast?" Yan San said with a face full of terror.
But regardless of his fear, like everyone else, he ran over to see the spectacle.
This time, however, Yan San noticed a difference.
In the previous two incidents, although the fire was intense, whether it was the Alchemy Dao or Flying Heaven Dao members, they were all burned away, yet the surroundings weren't much affected.
This time, however, it was different; the closer one ran towards the explosion site, the hotter it became, and even though it was winter, it felt like summer.
A warm wind blew in, causing his skin to prick as if countless invisible needles were piercing it, and his whole body seemed to be on the verge of transformation.
However, Yan San and his group ignored this, continuing to run forward to see the spectacle.
Approaching the Three Corpses Dao's vicinity, they were stopped.
From here, they could see remnants of fire inside, fires that seemed never-ending, some even burning on stones, emitting a scarlet glow.
Because dinner at the Three Corpses Dao was relatively early, there was still time before sunset, but the presence of these fires stained the entire area red, like being bathed in a sunset as bloody as the scene.
A Daoist rolled up water to extinguish the fire, but when the water was poured, it didn't extinguish the fire but instead triggered a combustive flare-up, frightening the group to retreat.
"What kind of ghost fire is this!"
"What in the world!"
...
For a moment, the crowd was abuzz with discussions, fear spreading.
Suddenly, everyone's spirit was lifted, exclaiming, "It's the Four Great Paths!"
Almost simultaneously, they chimed in unison, "The Heavenly Human Four Great Paths have arrived!"
As the words fell, the audience, bloodthirsty by nature, respectfully saluted, and four Taoists of various statures arrived.
The little Taoist on the left rolled up his sleeves, and the burning stones rolled away, gathering together, causing the surrounding flames to diminish.
The Little Moustache Taoist in the center spoke shrilly, "Investigate! Conduct a thorough investigation!"
With that, a group of Taoists employed movement technique, went inside.
Even now, the sensation as if invisible threads in the air were pricking the skin remained.
I must say, the scene of devastation ahead, rendered a scarlet hue, truly had a feeling of being in purgatory.
Bear in mind, the Inner City of Celestial People always compared itself to heavenly palaces, if one accidentally stumbled into here, it was considered entering the Heavenly Family, yet now, at least in this stretch of scarlet ground, it felt more like purgatory.
The Daoists receiving orders were formidable figures, evident from their skillful and graceful movement techniques, wielding horsetail whisks as if they could fly at any moment.
After a while, a voice emerged.
"Reporting to the Great Path, two survivors have been found."
Upon hearing the words "two survivors," Yan San's temples throbbed inexplicably.
No way, not them again!
When those two faces, grimy and disheveled, appeared in view, Yan San's breath nearly ceased.
It was indeed them!
Hardly a coincidence!
Just arrived at the Three Corpses Dao's place, and it got annihilated.
Annihilated again?
At this moment, Yan San saw not two survivors, nor new colleagues joining him in dishwashing, but rather two Living Yamas.
He only felt his whole body icy cold, a fear that rooted itself inside, beyond extraction.
Yan San felt that living until now, he must have accrued countless blessings in a past life.
"What's going on?" Little Moustache Taoist of the Four Great Paths asked.
Duan Yun weakly answered, "Master, Master told us to go to the cellar to fetch meat for dinner, then suddenly, suddenly, a brother covered in chains ran out shouting 'I've lost Little White, I want to destroy everything!', we got scared, hurried back into the cellar to hide."
"Suddenly, it exploded! We were inside the cellar and got blasted out, and it was all ablaze outside!"
After these days of exterminations, Duan Yun and Shen Ying's acting had reached a point of refinement, truly appearing as pitiful souls narrowly escaped disaster. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
Watching their pitiful appearance, the Little Moustache Taoist said, "You follow me later."
By this time, sweat was already beading on Yan San's forehead.
If those two were truly to follow the Four Great Paths, would the Four Great Paths also...
Yan San's mind couldn't quite process this, as in his eyes, the Four Great Paths and Immortals were hardly different.
Whether these two Living Yamas stars of disaster could claim the lives of Immortals was indeed beyond his comprehension.
In truth, at this moment, besides Yan San, there were others who recognized them.
After all, even the Daoists and servants of the Inner City of Celestial People had a habit of enjoying spectacles, many hadn't missed any of the three incidents.
In the previous two, every time there were only two survivors, a man and a woman.
And this time?
Little Moustache watched Shen Ying's "injured" appearance and said, "Your arm is wounded, come over and apply this."
With that, he took out a small medicine vial.
Shen Ying limped over to receive the vial.
Just as Shen Ying's hand touched the vial, there were two loud bangs seemingly occurring simultaneously.
Immediately following, both Little Moustache and Shen Ying's expressions changed.
This time, the crowd saw clearly that the wounded woman stepped on the Little Moustache Taoist of the Two Great Paths' foot while Two Great Paths punched her shoulder.
Little Moustache couldn't help but remark, "Had I not wrapped my foot neatly years ago, today I would have indeed been capsized in the gutter."
In fact, when Shen Ying went over, she already sensed the guy would play dirty, as the talks about them had already reached her ears, and naturally reached these Taoists' ears as well.
These Taoists would surely be suspicious.
So, when the other side wanted to play dirty, she also did so, not expecting that, inside the apparently normal shoes, the foot must be less than two inches, thus she missed her step.
"Prepare to die!"
Little Moustache Taoist's hand rapidly rose and fell again, like a stele, intending to crush Shen Ying's head.
Despite being a Taoist, he used a Buddhist technique, the Great Compassion Hand!
