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Chapter 688 - 688 241 Huanglong's First Attempt at Sneak Attack Third Release!

688: Chapter 241 Huanglong’s First Attempt at Sneak Attack [Third Release!

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]_2 “Scoundrel!

A scoundrel unworthy of scheming with!”

The masked expert bellowed, spewing a mouthful of golden essence blood and his figure transformed into a wisp of black smoke that dissipated on the spot.

This was him sustaining serious injuries, depleting his origin, and forcibly executing an escape secret technique.

The sweeping nets caught only empty air as more than ten Witch Clan experts interweaved their movements, just in time to encircle the strongest battle witch that came crashing into them.

“Damn it!

He got away!”

“Are you all right, chief?”

“What could be wrong with— *cough*, puh…

Nothing, nothing.”

The battle witch raised a hand to cover his mouth, refining a mouthful of fresh blood:

“Just roast an old demon of longevity from the sea to eat later, we should hurry back, they’re surely still fighting over there.

“Those two clans have been quarreling over territory daily, and this time a demon race expert incited them and it blew up, damn it…

*cough*, pick me up, I need to catch my breath!”

The ten-plus Witch Clan experts advanced and lifted the wounded battle witch.

He let out a long breath and took a massive roasted bird leg from the cloth belt around his waist, lowering his head to start gnawing.

Eating something to heal is also a common divine skill among the Witch Clan.

…

Meanwhile.

6,000 li to the northeast, within a dark cave.

A centipede tens of zhang long, its strength equivalent to that of an ordinary human race True Immortal, coiled itself at the entrance of the cave, while recently scribed talismans adorned the inner cave walls.

At this moment, these talismans flickered with light, and a wisp of black smoke seeped out, as the figure of the masked expert collapsed in here, spewing blood profusely.

‘These damned Witch Clan members!

Cough!’

The masked expert rapidly swept the area with his immortal consciousness, stealthily concealing his figure, then pulled off the mask, took out seven or eight Elixir Pills, and swallowed them, revealing a gaunt old Daoist face.

Right now, he dared not act rashly, as there must be experts from the Witch Clan patrolling the border.

‘Alas, how shall I explain this to the venerable master?

When did the Witch Clan become so clever?’

‘Two of the Witch Clan tribes had already begun fighting; unexpectedly, a brawny man interrupted halfway through and even saw through this poor Daoist’s location.’

‘I have truly suffered a great loss this time.’

Within the stone wall behind this expert.

Immortal Huanglong silently squeezed into a rock crevice, covertly drawing a longsword with a frown as he observed the expert.

Immortal Huanglong whispered:

“Ping’an, is this really alright?

If the eldest senior brother and the others find out, this poor Daoist is going around knocking people out from behind…”

“Great Uncle, what is right or wrong in this?”

Li Ping’an clicked his tongue:

“This is about eradicating evil, and when dealing with evil, there’s no need to speak of righteousness.

Who knows what this creature cultivated into; there may be other life-saving methods.

“Great Uncle, strike with full power and I’ll assist.

Destroy his Dao Body, leave his Primordial Spirit.

If his Primordial Spirit attempts to escape, obliterate it too.

“If Uncle Guang Chengzi blames us…

didn’t Uncle Guang Chengzi prefer smashing others with the Heaven-Overturning Seal?”

“Fine!

This poor Daoist is not an old fuddy-duddy after all!”

“Strike with full force!

Don’t hold back!”

Immortal Huanglong pursed his lips and frowned, and his Treasure Sword fiercely cleaved forward, his left hand raised high before suddenly slamming down.

A giant dragon claw materialized out of thin air!

The masked old Daoist’s eyes showed terror, and he instinctively tried to get up and escape, but suddenly a large seal in front of him swelled, blocking his way forward, with mountains and rivers, and cities of the human world on the seal.

An imitation of the Heaven-Overturning Seal!

Boom!

The dragon claw slammed hard onto the ground, sending a violent shockwave in all directions.

In truth, there were many changes in this instant.

For instance, five small flags fixed the positions of east, south, west, north, and center, representing metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and a Treasure Bead named Cang Yue instantly drained most of the spiritual power stored within it.

But what played a decisive role was still Immortal Huanglong’s full force sword swing and palm strike.

Immortal Huanglong paused.

So…

It was that simple?

Although he knew that successfully locating this old Daoist and attacking him depended on Li Ping’an pointing out the direction and the Heavenly Dao marking this old Daoist’s figure—it was the prerequisite for the success of this ambush;

And Li Ping’an had used several precious treasures in an instant.

But still…

Secretly circling around to the opponent’s back and striking with full force while he was unprepared, a Great One Golden Immortal who should have been able to fight him for dozens of rounds even if he was seriously injured, was just smashed to death like this?

“Great Uncle, we should leave!”

Li Ping’an urged, “Don’t just stand there, the Witch Clan will be coming to search the area soon.

Collect his remnant soul and corpse, and set fire to this place!

Hurry!”

“Alright, okay!”

Immortal Huanglong moved swiftly, following instructions.

Soon, the cave that had collapsed due to the violent spiritual power, as well as the ground within a radius of tens of li, were enveloped by billows of milky-white flames.

The True Immortal Realm centipede guarding the cave had already died under the large seal.

A moment later.

Not far from the turbulent Witch Clan battlefield, in a corner of a canyon,

Li Ping’an sorted through the spoils, placing spirit stones, treasure minerals, wealth, and a few weapons into his bag; he handed the somewhat dimmer Treasure Bead over to Immortal Huanglong.

“Great Uncle, you should be able to make use of this treasure, it can seriously injure an enemy of the Great One,” he said.

Still reeling from the ‘knocking out with a sneak attack’ experience, Immortal Huanglong, upon seeing the Treasure Bead imbued with innate essence before him, uttered, bewildered:

“For me?”

“Otherwise,” Li Ping’an tossed the Treasure Bead to Immortal Huanglong, smiling, “Without your strike, even if this great demon was heavily wounded, I could not have ambushed him.”

Immortal Huanglong, holding the Treasure Bead and sensing its internal spiritual pressure, suddenly felt as though he woke up from a long, long, and bitter dream.

His eyes brightened, he embraced the Treasure Bead into his chest, and took a deep breath with his head lowered.

Li Ping’an: …

“Great Uncle, what about the corpse and remnant soul of this demon creature?”