"A box?"

Hua Yan's brow furrowed tightly, his face immediately showing a deep look of confusion.

"That's right, it's just a box, and it's covered in restrictions, I'll take it out for you... Go to hell!"

The middle-aged man suddenly turned hostile, the previously anxious expression on his face vanished without a trace, replaced by an extremely frigid, murderous look.

Before the words had even left his mouth

Boom!

A thunder dragon, a full three zhang in length, with an earth-shattering and majestic momentum, charged towards Hua Yan with incredible speed!

This thunder dragon was tightly wrapped in crackling arcs of lightning, and amidst their flickering, it released a terrifying aura as if capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, making one's blood run cold.

"This is bad!"

Hua Yan's face turned ghastly pale in an instant, eyes filled with sheer terror.

The incident occurred too suddenly, leaving him no time for any effective response, and he instinctively hurried to summon a defensive artifact embryo.

However, he had not even had time to circulate the Mana within his body to activate the artifact's power.

The immensely powerful thunder dragon, carrying an unrivaled force, had already struck the defensive artifact embryo, sending it flying.

Following that, the dragon's momentum showed no sign of stopping, and it crashed heavily onto Hua Yan's protective spiritual light.

Boom!

In an instant, dazzling lightning erupted like a fiery sun, enveloping Hua Yan entirely within it.

The sound, as if it intended to shatter the whole world, reverberated throughout the space.

"No!"

Hua Yan's eyes widened in fury, his pupils reflecting the exploding lightning.

The scales on the thunder dragon, enwrapped in arcs during combustion, disintegrated the supposed protective defense artifact inch by inch like glass, and he caught the scent of his own charred flesh.

The next moment, the lightning, so intense it was almost blinding, spread outwards like a raging tide.

Crack!

Bam!

Meanwhile, the entire cultivation chamber under this massive energy's fierce assault exploded like a fragile eggshell.

Countless shards flew like cannonballs, raising a sky-full of dust and smoke, obscuring everything.

The surrounding ground started shaking violently, and if not for the sturdy mountain and strong array guarding this area, it would have already been flattened by this terrifying force.

As the lightning subsided, Hua Yan found himself lying in the rubble, his left arm twisted awkwardly, each breath feeling like swallowing a heated blade.

"Cough... Cyan Profound Divine Thunder Talisman..."

Hua Yan coughed up blood mixed with electrical sparks, his gaze fixed on the middle-aged man standing amidst the scorched earth, "You are... Xu Ping?"

Amidst the sound of rolling rubble, the middle-aged man was enveloped in a crystal-clear cyan shield, like a demon god from hell.

He didn't speak, only a cruel smirk curled at the corner of his mouth.

The next instant, his figure flickered like a ghost, instantly appearing before Hua Yan, and without hesitation, he thrust the magical treasure wooden sword.

This sword, quick as lightning, with a blade flickering with surging Mana, aimed straight for Hua Yan's dantian.

Though Hua Yan was severely injured, the instinct to survive made him unwilling to give up easily.

He gritted his teeth, mustering the last sliver of strength to desperately summon a top-grade defensive magical artifact, hoping to use it to block this fatal blow.

However, it was all in vain, as the magical treasure wooden sword effortlessly shattered the top-grade defensive magical artifact.

'Puff'!

Following that, the magical treasure wooden sword effortlessly pierced into Hua Yan's abdomen, the Mana within it exploding, instantly tearing his dantian to shreds.

"Pfff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Hua Yan's vitality plummeted rapidly, and then his eyes rolled back, slipping directly into unconsciousness.

Everything happened so quickly, catching everyone off guard.

By the time other cultivators from Earth Soul Mountain hurriedly arrived, this thrilling battle had already completely ended.

"Steward Yuan?"

"Mountain Lord!!"

The crowd stared dumbfounded at the tragic scene before them, their eyes filled with shock and fear.

They were completely stunned by the sight, unable to understand what exactly had happened?

Why did a Steward Yuan in the Foundation Establishment Realm reduce the Fake Pill Realm Mountain Lord to such a state?

At this moment, the middle-aged man slowly turned his head, his gaze sweeping indifferently over the crowd.

His lips moved slightly, muttering to himself, "You can only blame your bad luck."

To cover his tracks, he had not many choices left.

"Slash!"

The middle-aged man wielding the magical treasure wooden sword, with Mana surging like a raging wave within him.

His figure flickered like a ghost again, instantly attacking them...

...

...

Thousand Leaves Mountain.

After a leisurely month-long journey, He Chen finally arrived at Thousand Leaves Mountain.

"Elder He, please." Xu Ping said, smiling broadly as he invited He Chen into the pavilion.

Within the pavilion, the fragrance of tea wafted gently.

Xu Ping poured a cup of Spirit Tea for He Chen, and the two sat facing each other.

He Chen picked up the teacup and took a gentle sip before setting it down again with a slight sigh, "Fellow Daoist Xu, I've also come to learn about your situation. Actually, it seems unfair to blame Hua Yan, as the likelihood of such an event is remarkably low."

Upon hearing this, Xu Ping let out a wry smile, "I certainly don't blame Elder Hua for this; no one could have predicted such an event."

"As long as you understand."

He Chen couldn't help but smile a bit, "Luckily, there's a way to resolve this matter. Hua Yan also mentioned to me that the Condensation Incense should be able to resolve the issue with the cultivation technique repulsion."

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