The First Demon of the Chan Sect
Chapter 153 - 153 99 The Cunning Old Bangzi

153: Chapter 99: The Cunning Old Bangzi 153: Chapter 99: The Cunning Old Bangzi “No, no!

Don’t come over!” Old Turtle’s eyes showed panic, and his already thin and frail body now curled up even tighter into a ball.

“Hmph!

Old bastard, today I shall avenge my mother, and my maternal clan!” Ba Xia’s voice was cold and sinister.

“Old bastard, let me ask you!

Was it Ao Long, the old thief, who personally ordered the annihilation of my maternal clan?”

“Ha ha ha!

I am a sub-saint, you mere ants dare to think of annihilating a saint!

I kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Ha ha ha ha…” Old Turtle ignored Ba Xia and suddenly changed from being extremely frightened to showing a ferocious and terrifying expression.

“Fellow Daoist Ba Xia, this Old Bangzi has completely lost his mind!

In my opinion, it’s better to just perform a Soul Search and get it over with quickly!” Li Qingming, seeing Ba Xia hesitant, grew impatient and spoke up.

“Yes, big brother!

Why hesitate with this old bastard?

Now that his mana is fully sealed and his mind is in chaos, what waves can he still make?” Yazi, hot-tempered, spoke anxiously at this moment.

No one noticed the determination and venom hidden deep in Old Turtle’s eyes!

“Fine!” Ba Xia shook his head, his eyes constantly changing, intricate and hard to read.

Just as Ba Xia was about to lay his hands on the top of Old Turtle’s skull, Old Turtle suddenly burst forth.

His frail body exploded with unmatched, even more formidable strength than before!

Then, Old Turtle’s upper body bulged high, its limbs becoming thick and powerful, and a slender tailfin sprouted from the base of his thighs, whipping back and forth in the air, making ‘pap pap’ sounds.

“Ha ha ha, the Ancestor Dragon has nine sons, each different!

You still dream of escaping the palm of Lord Ancestor Dragon!

At the time of your birth, you already bore the mark of the Dragon Clan.

I’ve been enduring silently all this time just for the chance to completely annihilate a hybrid dragon!

By eliminating one, the Qi Fortune of our Dragon Clan will rise, eventually dominating over all beings of Primordial Heaven and Earth again!

Ha ha ha ha, Ba Xia, surrender your life!” Old Turtle raved madly, bouncing and flipping like a cyan flea, his fingertips revealing cold glints as he charged directly at Ba Xia.

The event happened too suddenly.

Although Li Qingming did not know how Old Turtle had escaped the sealing, it didn’t mean Old Turtle was necessarily stronger than Li Qingming.

Feeling his pride hurt, Li Qingming’s expression instantly turned dark.

A terrifying pressure that made one’s heart tremble spread across the entire battlefield in a blink.

This oppressive scare made many demons of the Demon Crowd and members of the Water Clan almost unable to breathe.

The members of the Dragon Clan looked at Li Qingming with shocked expressions, having heard of his fame.

At first, confident in their master, they didn’t take Li Qingming seriously.

But only after seeing him today did they realize the rumors weren’t exaggerated; they might have even underrated him!

However, when the members of the Dragon Clan saw Old Turtle’s actions, their faces turned ashen.

“Hmph!

Old bastard, do you think you can really capture me easily like this?” Unlike the other Dragon Clan members’ panic-stricken faces, Ba Xia’s tone was harsh, showing no fear.

“Little beast, you’re clueless even when death is imminent!

Die for me!!!” Old Turtle roared skyward, his tailfin quivering like Jiao Dragon’s tail wagging, pouncing towards Ba Xia, his eyes flickering with ferocity.

Suddenly Ba Xia bellowed, transforming into a black streak of lightning rushing forward.

Even though his opponent was an entire realm higher as a sub-saint in the middle stage, he was not afraid.

The black fists, trailing streaks of lightning, were indestructible, causing the space ahead to collapse, reaching Old Turtle in an instant, “Old bastard, die!”

“Buzz!”

Space unfolded like a canvas, as if gripped by a huge black hand, shaking wildly; it was a terrifying sight.

After all, being the descendant of Ancestor Dragon and Five-Colored Divine Bull, Ba Xia’s physical strength was incredibly powerful, nothing could stop him, even about to break the bindings of the void, escaping the cage of Primordial Heaven and Earth.

The black fist finally collided with Old Turtle’s flea claw, and the entire East Sea suddenly erupted with a dazzling brilliance, black and cyan soaring high.

Like two volcanoes erupting simultaneously, half of the world was pitch-black like ink, the other half was brightly brilliant.

Beneath them, the East Sea frozen by Li Qingming silently obliterated, revealing a vast dark abyss.

Two different energies instantly pierced through the azure sea, magma from deep within the earth surged furiously, threatening to burst forth from the sea’s surface.

“Hmph!” After watching the battle for a while, Li Qingming snorted coldly as the Qiankun Tripod suddenly appeared above his head.

“I refuse to believe you have that many tricks up your sleeve to escape my sealing!” Li Qingming formed seal formation with his hand, and from the Qiankun Tripod, streams of blue Chaos Creation Qi continuously flowed out.

As Li Qingming moved, this creation energy transformed into glittering golden Tao Runes.

“Heaven and Earth, Seal!” Li Qingming lightly commanded, and golden runes flew from his hand, heading straight towards the Old Turtle fighting under the Rain Tyrant.

The Old Turtle, concentrating entirely on the foe in front of him, never expected such a sneak attack from the esteemed Emperor of the North, driven by embarrassment and rage.

“Uh!” Just as the Old Turtle was about to ward off a blow from Ba Xia, it was suddenly struck by the golden runes.

He immediately felt weakened, with all his mana dissipating.

“Splash!”

As the sound of something heavy hitting the water echoed, the Old Turtle, struck on the back of the head by Ba Xia, involuntarily fell into the sea.

“Hmph!” Ba Xia snorted coldly, following the Old Turtle into the sea, but after a while, emerged with empty hands.

Always the quiet one, Jiao Tu alone returned and ran up to ask, “Big brother, where is that old bastard?”

Ba Xia frowned deeply and said, “After entering the water, I could still trace him.

But then a burst of bright white light flared up, and the Old Turtle disappeared without a trace!

It truly is inconceivable!”

Seeing Li Qingming anxious to save the victim, his face showing anger, he calmly said, “No matter!

Those runes have a tracking effect.

As long as the runes on his body aren’t broken, no matter where he flees, even if he is a Primordial Saint, I can find him!”

Saying so, Li Qingming closed his eyes and began calculating in front of everyone.

After an unknown duration, Li Qingming spoke with a troubled expression, “Hmm?

The runes on his body have been broken!

What exactly happened?”

Seeing Li Qingming’s gloomy expression, Ba Xia felt a sinking feeling in his heart, muttering inwardly, “That old bastard still managed to escape.” Then he stepped forward and said, “Your Majesty, it’s all destiny!

Since heaven has willed him to live, his life was not meant to end!

Besides, for our brothers’ rescue, we should be thanking Your Majesty instead!”

Li Qingming couldn’t help but smile wryly, thinking, “This Old Bangzi certainly acts decisively!

Seeing that things have turned dire, he quickly fled.

But how did that Old Turtle manage to break my sealing?”

Not far away, Aoguang and other members of the Dragon Clan, seeing their biggest reliance crumbling, feared that the Dragon Clan might face destruction by their own hands if they didn’t devise a plan.

After pondering for a while, Aoguang respectfully approached Ba Xia and bowed, saying, “Regardless of whether you acknowledge it or not, you are indeed our uncle!

Let it be stated that upon each of the uncles here, resides the bloodline of my grandfather Ao Long.

The mere one-tenth of Qi Fortune of the Dragon Clan that resides within the nine of you is intricately linked with our Dragon Clan’s fate.

Our glory and loss are one!

At this critical moment of life and death for our Dragon Clan, I plead with our dear uncles to lend a helping hand!”

Before Ba Xia could respond, Yazi glared furiously at Aoguang and retorted, “Intricately linked with your Dragon Clan?

To hell with your grandfather!

When that old thief Ao Long wanted to annihilate us, did he ever think of the Dragon Clan’s ties?

Now that Ao Long has met his end, you still expect us to care for his clan!

What a joke, truly absurd!”

“Ba Xia!” Li Qingming, collecting his slightly disheartened mood, looked at Ba Xia and said, “Are you truly willing to sever ties with the Dragon Clan, henceforth without any connection?”

The nine sons of the Dragon Clan hesitated, exchanging glances, a resolute expression emerging in their eyes.

All nine kneeled on one knee before Li Qingming, declaring together, “If Emperor of the North can extract our Dragon Clan bloodline and purify the power of our matriarchal bloodline, we are willing to serve Your Majesty as our lord, from generation to generation, never to betray!”

Seeing the decisive expressions of the nine, Li Qingming nodded inwardly and said, “Since your minds are made up, then I shall lend you a helping hand!”