a chat"Upon hearing Jiang Yun's words, the elder was clearly taken aback. However, he immediately turned to face the dozen or so cultivators from the Desolate Wilderness, apparently needing their perm...The refined gentleman abruptly shut his mouth, ceasing to speak. He only gazed deeply into Xia Zhongxing's eyes, a flicker of apprehension rising within him.

Actually, he wasn't completely without suspicions about Xia Zhongxing. A small apothecary like his could have survived in Xiu Yuan Street, where numerous sects stood side by side, to this day. If Xia Zhongxing didn't have some background, no one would believe it.

But only now did he realize that he had always underestimated Xia Zhongxing. He wasn't just someone with a background, but someone with a very powerful one, to the point where he didn't even consider Bai Caogu, the Luo family, or even Du Xinwu to be worth his time.

...as for me, I am merely a guest advisor to the Luo family. I happened to be here tonight for this brawl, but there's no need for me to offend Xia Zhongxing over it!

Most importantly, yourself, it's simply impossible to be Xia Zhongxing's opponent!

The refined man remained silent, and Xia Zhongxing also stopped speaking. They stood there like two statues, motionless in the heavy rain.

Not until a while later did Luo Zhongxing suddenly bow to the refined man and say, "Farewell!"

After he finished speaking, he actually turned around and left. The refined man glanced at the ginger cloud who was ten miles away, already raising his hand, preparing to strike Du Guirong on the head. He hesitated for a moment, sighed, and turned around and left!

Because, Ginger Cloud has finally made her own decision.

Although he did indeed worry about Du Guirong's threat, during his pursuit of Du Guirong just now, he had already burned the bodies of the six cultivators and the mantis to ashes.

Besides, with this kind of weather today, the heavy downpour will wash away all traces. As long as I kill Du Guirong, no one will ever know what happened today.

Therefore, Ginger Cloud raised his hand and slapped Du Gui-rong's head with a heavy palm.

"Bang!"

With a clap of his palm, a sudden flash of cold light appeared in Jiang Yun's eyes. A surge of intense life-or-death crisis suddenly arose from the depths of his heart, prompting him to swiftly retract his palm and retreat rapidly backward.

Even so, Jiang Yun's speed was still slow. He saw a phantom hand extending from Du Gui Rong's heavenly spirit and grabbing towards him.

And then, an aged voice rang out: "Old man Du Xiumu, you have such audacity, to kill my grandson. Come die!"

Although this palm was not large, and its speed wasn't fast either, in Jiang Yun's eyes, it was like the sky collapsing, making him unable to escape its grasp no matter what. Until finally, it firmly clenched him in its hand.

"Haha, grandpa, you finally showed up! Quickly, kill this kid, kill him!" Du Gui Rong, who had escaped death, instantly regained his excitement and burst into laughter.

Being held tightly by that illusory palm, Jiang Yun only felt his body being squeezed as if by countless mountains, as if he were about to be crushed to pieces.

At this critical juncture, he no longer bothered to conceal his cultivation. He exerted all his might, stretching out a finger with all his strength and fiercely pointing it at his own brow.

"Boom!"

With the appearance of a mark between her brows, a colossal figure ten zhang tall suddenly emerged behind Jiang Yun, and in a strange twist, it also existed within that illusory palm, forcefully preventing its closure.

"Go!"

Jiang Yun and the colossal figure simultaneously opened their mouths, each syllable uttered causing a surge of powerful physical force to erupt from the massive form.

"Tao Shen!"

Meanwhile, the aged voice sounded again, but this time, it carried a hint of shock: "You have reached the tenth level of Meridian Opening. Could you be Feng Wuji No, your form is not fueled by starlight, but by physical strength. Who exactly are you!"

"Go!"

Ginger Yun had no time to waste words with the other party. All of his power, without any reservation, erupted from within him at this moment. Finally, he managed to pry open the tightly clenched hand, taking a step back and freeing himself from its grasp.

After breaking free, Jiang Yun did not turn around and flee. Instead, without hesitation, he clenched his fists with both his physical body and his Dao body, and smashed them hard at the illusory palm.

Jiang Yun could already guess that this palm must be the grandfather mentioned by Du Gui Rong, that is, a kind of life-saving technique left by Du Xinwu in his body.

It may seem powerful, but it will definitely not last long, so attack with all your might.

"You dare!" Du Xinyu's voice, filled with fury, rang out again. He knew full well that once his palm disappeared, it would be the time his grandson met his demise.

He could, however, do nothing about it!

As for Du Guirong, he was also dumbfounded. The young man who washed the cauldrons and furnaces in the Mulit-drug Pavilion was not only a skilled alchemist proficient in both medicine and alchemy, but also a powerful cultivator of the tenth level of meridian!

Now, he finally understood why his medicine puppet had been killed by Jiang Yun.

For the first time in his life, Du Guirong felt remorse. If he could have another chance, he would never provoke Jiang Yun again.

No matter where Jiang Yun comes from, to have such talent at his age, there must be a powerful backing behind him.

Even without a powerful backing, as long as Jiang Yun displays all that he possesses, there will inevitably be countless strong individuals who are willing to do anything to recruit him.

By then, even my own grandfather probably wouldn't be able to help me get revenge!

Finally, under Jiang Yun's frenzied attacks, the originally illusory palm gradually became more and more blurred. Just as it was about to completely dissipate, Du Xinwu's voice sounded again: "You killed my grandson, you can't escape. Even if you search every corner of this Wushan Island, I will make you bury my grandson. And all your relatives, all your friends, will die!"

"Grandpa, avenge me!"

"Boom!"

In the midst of Du Guirong's harrowing screams, the illusory palm finally exploded and vanished completely. The gasping Jiang Yun didn't even bother to rest. He looked at the terrified Du Guirong and raised his hand again, striking down with a brutal palm strike that directly smashed his head into a bloody pulp.

"Thump!"

Completely exhausted, Jiang Yun collapsed onto the ground with a thud. He stared at Du Guirong's corpse and recalled everything that had just transpired!

"Reaching the peak of the Cave Heaven Realm, it's about to give birth to a Dao Spirit and enter the Dao Spirit Realm. It seems that Du Gui Rong wanted Xia's storekeeper's築道丹 for this Du Xin Wu!"

Although Du Xinwu would definitely not let me go, I could tell that even if he had limitless magical power, he couldn't find me in a short time. As long as I didn't expose my physical body and dharma body.

"Fortunately, I still have the Thunder Body!"

When his energy had recovered somewhat, Jiang Yun took away Du Gui rong's storage artifact and then struck a fireball, thoroughly burning Du Gui rong's corpse to ashes.

Then, he returned to the place where he had previously killed the six cultivators. He carefully walked around, making sure there were no traces left behind, before quietly returning to Nanxing City.

It was still a while until dawn. Jiang Yun sat cross-legged, absorbing spiritual energy to replenish his body while also reviewing what had happened tonight.

Until the east turned white and the sky began to lighten, he opened his eyes and let out a long sigh. "Although I left no trace behind, many people know that I once fought with Du Gui Rong over dan and won his scattered flower stove!"

Therefore, the people of Bai Cao Gu will definitely come to investigate me. If I'm not mistaken, they should be here soon!

"Bang bang bang!"

Just as Gingercloud's words fell, a violent knocking sound came from outside!

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