Chapter 139 Zhuo Yang's Outburst
Chapter 139 Zhuo Yang's Outburst
Chapter 139 Zhuo Yang Loses His Temper
"You can try!" Zhuo Yang looked at him coldly, as if he were looking at a dead man.
"Take this!" the assassin roared, suddenly throwing the dagger in his hand straight at Zhuo Yang's face.
Suddenly, a whooshing sound rang out, and a burst of fire appeared on the dagger in mid-air, shooting towards Zhuo Yang with the force of a rocket being fired and at extremely high speed.
"Heh!" Zhuo Yang sneered contemptuously, and with a wave of his hand, he sent the dagger flying into the air.
The assassin had already escaped, speeding towards the old residential area across the road.
"I knew you were going to run away!"
With a flash, Zhuo Yang stepped on lightning, his body leaping three feet off the ground, moving with lightning speed. Before the assassin could escape into the residential area, he had caught up with him.
A murderous glint flashed in his eyes, and lightning and fire appeared in his palm.
"what!"
Sensing danger from behind, the assassin yelled, turned around, drew another short knife, and fiercely slashed at Zhuo Yang.
With a muffled thud, the dagger flew into the air.
The assassin's eyes bulged out, and Zhuo Yang's large hand gripped his neck.
"I'll ask you a question, and you'll answer it. If you don't tell the truth, I'll snap your neck!" Zhuo Yang looked at him indifferently, his murderous intent undisguised in his eyes.
"I told you, can you spare my life?" The assassin couldn't pry Zhuo Yang's hands off, his blood boiled, his face turned red, and his voice became extremely strained.
"If it's the truth, I can consider it!" Zhuo Yang replied indifferently.
The assassin anticipated the outcome and gave a bitter smile: "No one sent me; I just wanted to kill those two women!"
"Very well, you've chosen a life that can't be lived, a death that can't be died!" Zhuo Yang sneered, and a blue flame, like a lighter's flame, suddenly rose from the assassin's left hand.
"Ah..." the assassin screamed in agony as the skin on his face was instantly burned.
The Samadhi Demon Flame is comparable to the Samadhi Divine Flame, possessing boundless power. Even a single spark of flame caused an Heartbeat Stage cultivator to suffer immense pain.
Zhuo Yang stared expressionlessly at the flames burning the assassin. "Who sent you?"
"Fu Jing, it's Fu Jing!" the assassin screamed in agony.
With a snap, the assassin's head lolled to the side on his shoulder, his neck broken by Zhuo Yang.
With a wave of his hand, Zhuo Yang burned the assassin's body to ashes and sneered, "Fu Jing, was it really an assassin you sent?"
The assassin wasn't telling the truth, otherwise he wouldn't have been so decisive.
It doesn't matter, Zhuo Yang only has a few enemies in Lingzhou, such as Fu Jing, Ma Jian'an, or Lei Xiang.
However, regardless of whether it was Fu Jing or not, Zhuo Yang planned to cause her trouble. As long as this woman lived, she would always be a huge hidden danger.
Fu Jing must die!
With his eagle eyes scanning the road, Zhuo Yang saw no one and immediately used the Cloud Flowing Step to fly towards the Tombstone Mountain.
The sun had not yet disappeared below the horizon, but the sky had already turned a hazy yellow. Thick fog shrouded the Tombstone Mountain, and the Heavenly Thunder Locking Fog Formation had been activated.
Zhuo Yang flew through the air from the setting sun, rushed directly into the maze, and landed in front of the villa.
"Squeak!"
Xiao Diao stood guard at the door. When he saw Zhuo Yang, he barked excitedly twice and then showed off a writing board with words already written on it. The handwriting was neat.
"Jiaxin's injuries aren't serious. I bandaged her up, and she's resting in her room. Xiaorou was poisoned and Xiaohei took her to the cave!"
"Understood. Guard the formation well. If any enemies arrive, counterattack immediately!" Zhuo Yang laughed menacingly.
Little Diao puffed out his chest and patted it to show that he would guard the villa entrance.
Zhuo Yang closed his eyes to sense the array, then let out a cold laugh: "There are still people who haven't given up!"
In an instant, thick fog surged and rolled, completely obscuring Tombstone Mountain. Lightning flashed within the fog, and from a distance, it looked like a small thunderstorm cloud enveloping the mountain.
The Heavenly Thunder Locking Mist Formation is activated at full power!
With a deafening roar, a bolt of lightning as thick as a water bucket descended from a corner of the mountain.
The two cultivators hidden behind the boulder looked up in terror, but before they could react, they were struck down by lightning.
A flash of lightning, and two charred pieces rolled from behind the boulder into the grass.
"Hmph, even experts at the Heartbeat stage are acting as spies, what a grand gesture!" Zhuo Yang sneered. "Little bastard, send Xiao Hei up the mountain to dispose of the corpses and burn them!"
Xiao Diao stretched out his arms, raised his two thumbs, and completely submitted to Zhuo Yang.
This is what strength is!
She was unaware that someone was lying in ambush on the mountain when she activated the formation. Zhuo Yang took over the formation and sensed it instantly, even killing the enemy. The difference in skill was immediately apparent.
Zhuo Yang nodded to her, then used his movement technique to quickly run towards the cave in the back mountain.
The caves behind the mountain are deep and secluded, extending two to three hundred meters underground, with the deepest part reaching below sea level.
There was a cave-like space about the size of a badminton court. An emergency light hung on the wall, illuminating a large quantity of canned goods, bottled water, and some daily necessities stored there—all emergency supplies requested by Zhuo Yang.
With a quick glance, Zhuo Yang spotted a petite figure sitting cross-legged in the innermost corner. The shadow of the box obscured her, making it difficult to spot her without close inspection.
The energy inside mountain caves is pure and they are safer, making them better for healing.
"Xiaorou?"
Zhuo Yang asked softly, but received no response.
He reached the corner and was suddenly struck by a chilling aura.
The cave was already cold and damp, but the aura emanating from Xin Mirou was not just ordinary cold; it was an extremely evil and chilling aura emanating from her primordial spirit.
"What kind of poison could possibly harm a Nascent Soul cultivator?" Zhuo Yang frowned, carefully reaching out to place his hand on Xin Mirou's shoulder.
Xin Mirou was, after all, a Nascent Soul stage expert, and Zhuo Yang dared not rashly probe her body with his true essence, otherwise he might not be able to withstand the backlash.
With a gentle push, Xin Mirou tilted her head back and fell into the corner.
In an instant, a fierce and chilling aura swept over her, as if there was a passage leading directly to the underworld on the ground where she was sitting.
Zhuo Yang circulated his true energy to protect his body, but a sharp pain still shot through his mind, like being pricked by needles.
"No, this is a poison that directly affects...the primordial spirit!"
Startled, Zhuo Yang immediately released the Demon Lord's Primordial Spirit, using its formidable power to withstand the malevolent energy permeating the air.
Upon closer inspection, Xin Mirou's eyes were tightly closed, and her small, delicate face was bluish-purple, as if she had frozen to death.
"What an evil poison!"
Zhuo Yang snorted coldly and picked up Xin Mirou without hesitation, letting the extremely sinister aura emanate from her and enter his body.
Gritting his teeth, he placed Xin Mirou on a table in the center of the cave and sat cross-legged.
In just a short while, Zhuo Yang was trembling all over by the sinister aura emanating from her. If it weren't for the powerful primordial spirit of the Demon Lord, he would have already been invaded by the poison, his primordial spirit would have been damaged, and he would have collapsed to the ground.
"Could Fu Jing obtain such a vicious poison? No, only Wang Shanlong and the Wang family have the ability to obtain such an evil poison!"
Zhuo Yang roughly sorted out the situation and growled in hatred.
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