This Blood-Colored Taiji gave Wang Xiaoqiang a feeling of life-and-death struggle he had never experienced before, a feeling that suffocated him.

It was thus evident just how powerful this Blood-Colored Taiji was.

If at this moment, he could combine the Sun-Shooting Bow, Thunderclap Annihilation Palm, and the Star Chart ultimate techniques, he might be able to withstand this Blood-Colored Taiji, but there was no longer enough time.

The Blood-Colored Taiji, spinning rapidly, was already hurtling towards him.

Wang Xiaoqiang's mind whirled with thoughts, quickly calculating. If he used the Patterned Beast to block it, then the beast would surely be sacrificed, and Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't bear it.

Such a loyal and powerful pet beast that had been with him for so long, with whom he had established a certain bond, how could he let it perish.

Having no choice, he had to sacrifice the lives of the two women.

Thinking this, Wang Xiaoqiang immediately moved his will and took out the Yang Xuechai from the Sumeru Ring, and threw it towards the Blood-Colored Taiji that was descending upon him.

Boom!

A mist of blood arose.

The Yang Xuechai was smashed into pieces by the Blood-Colored Taiji, and a great beauty perished.

The Blood-Colored Taiji was momentarily obstructed by Yang Xuechai's body.

Wang Xiaoqiang took the opportunity to fly backwards several yards.

With a thought, he flew to his feet, carrying the master, and with another thought, took out the Sun-Shooting Bow.

No sooner had he done this than the Blood-Colored Taiji charged at him again.

Visualization-type techniques required mental concentration and time to perform, and Wang Xiaoqiang simply didn't have the time. Perhaps before he could unleash them, he would be bombarded to shreds by that Blood-Colored Taiji.

With no other choice, Wang Xiaoqiang took out Huan Qingyi's avatar from the Sumeru Ring and threw it towards the oncoming Blood-Colored Taiji.

Boom!

The Blood-Colored Taiji blew Huan Qingyi's avatar to pieces, shattering her once beautiful body.

At the same time, in the Main Hall of Medicine God Valley, Huan Qingyi, who was sitting at the center of the hall, shuddered violently, spewing out three mouthfuls of fresh blood.

Her face, as beautiful as a flower, instantly turned pale. With the destruction of her avatar, her cultivation base was reduced to the True Immortal Realm, and the damage was severe to both her body and her Daoist Foundation.

This was greatly detrimental to her future cultivation!

"Wang Xiaoqiang, you, you actually killed my avatar, I, I will never share the sky with you, I, I must tear you to shreds!" Huan Qingyi, in a fit of rage, shouted crazily.

...

Yet back at Wang Xiaoqiang, after using Huan Qingyi's avatar to block the Blood-Colored Taiji for a moment, he quickly combined the Sun-Shooting Bow, Thunderclap Annihilation Palm, and the Star Chart Sagittarius visualization-type ultimate techniques. He immediately took up the posture of drawing a bow and arrow, calmed his mind, and began to visualize himself as a constellation in the starry sky. Meanwhile, the mental method of the Thunderclap Palm flashed within his heart...

Surrounding Wang Xiaoqiang as the epicenter, thunder roared, and a vast wind spun above him without pause, forming a vortex of a storm.

From that storm vortex,

a tremendous force descended from the heavens, piercing through him, causing Wang Xiaoqiang's robes to burst into pieces, turning into dust.

Each movement he made contained the force of a thousand catties, the heat of ten thousand galloping horses, the sound of thunder, and the sense of a volcano on the verge of erupting.

When he drew the imaginary bowstring, pulling the Sun-Shooting Bow into a full moon, his tightly clenched right hand flashed repeatedly, four times in a row, and then four massive bolts of lightning emerged.

The entire heavens seemed to chant together at this moment as divine demons filled the sky!

The Patterned Beast was nearly suffocated by the unnamed dread, but seeing the master's spellcasting complete, the Patterned Beast too felt a rush of excitement.

The four bolts of lightning on the bow and arrow were faintly aiming at the oncoming Blood-Colored Taiji...

The Blood-Colored Taiji, undeterred and just as formidable, charged rapidly towards Wang Xiaoqiang.

Just as it closed in to ten meters in front of Wang Xiaoqiang, he took a deep breath and released the final act of loosing the arrow...

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

Four bolts of lightning, with earth-shattering momentum, tore through the night sky, burst through the air, and charged towards the Blood-Colored Taiji.

The next moment

all four bolts of lightning struck the Blood-Colored Taiji.

Bang!

!

The four bolts of lightning shattered the Blood-Colored Taiji into fragments.

They vanished in the wind.

As the wind died down and the dust settled,

Wang Xiaoqiang had survived another calamity.

After escaping the grave danger, drenched in cold sweat, Wang Xiaoqiang's will moved, and the Patterned Beast carried him away into the distance.

Wang Xiaoqiang decided to look for water to take a bath.

Following his will, the Patterned Beast searched for water.

While Wang Xiaoqiang was looking for water, the Top Ten Elders of Medicine God Valley mobilized, leading tens of thousands of disciples to come out in force to hunt down Wang Xiaoqiang.

Wang Xiaoqiang was unaware of this, but he felt a premonition that, in the end, in order to save his life, he had pushed both Yang Xuechai and Huan Qingyi, women he had been intimate with, toward the deadly Blood-Colored Taiji, - although he had preserved himself, both women had sacrificed themselves.

Wang Xiaoqiang felt a deep sadness within, and what's more, for Huan Qingyi, the Valley Master of Medicine God Valley, that was her avatar - an avatar with the cultivation base of an Immortal Venerable.

With the avatar destroyed and the cultivation base wasted, how could Huan Qingyi let him go?

After several near-death experiences, Wang Xiaoqiang had come to view life more lightly, so he wasn't actively avoiding trouble at this time, simply wanting to find a river to bathe in.

About half an hour later, man and beast arrived above a river.

This river was incredibly wide, possibly hundreds of miles across, like a vast sea, stretching from east to west, endless to the eye.

Above the river water, a faint mist floated, ethereal like Immortal Qi.

Every hundred meters along the riverbank stood a river marker engraved with the words - Immortal River.

"Immortal River?" Upon seeing the words "Immortal River," Wang Xiaoqiang's memories flooded back like the tide. He remembered "Immortal River Mystic Serpent" and the title "Supreme Ancestor of the Immortal River."

Wang Xiaoqiang could be certain that he had never been to this place before, yet he felt a familiar sensation towards this river, just like the one he felt towards Shibalih River outside Sanmiao Village - that sense of returning to his hometown.

Meanwhile, the Five Elements Spiritual Spring within him flew out all at once, the five colors swirling and forming a string of characters outside his body:

The Supreme Ancestor of the Immortal River arrives, all members of the Immortal River Mystic Soldiers, emerge from the river to welcome!

As soon as these characters formed, a gigantic black serpent leapt out from the Immortal River - the Immortal River Mystic Serpent.

Having been separated from Wang Xiaoqiang at the Five Spirit Sect, the Immortal River Mystic Serpent had returned to Immortal River on its own to wait for him.

Now that Wang Xiaoqiang had suddenly arrived, and with the Five Elements Spiritual Spring summoning all the Mystic Soldiers of the river,

The Immortal River Mystic Serpent felt the call and, ecstatic and excited, immediately burst out of the water, then spoke in human tongue, shouting loudly, "The Supreme Ancestor of the Immortal River returns, all Mystic Soldiers must promptly emerge for an audience!"

The voice boomed like thunder, rolling out and causing the waters of the Immortal River to churn and boil.

Bang!

Bang Bang!

Bang Bang Bang!

Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang...

...

Within a hundred miles of the Immortal River's surface, wave after wave split apart, forming whirlpools and towering water columns dozens of meters high.

From within the whirlpools and atop the water columns, a host of Aquatic Clan creatures emerged - there were fish-like beings dozens of meters long, shrimp-like beings hundreds of meters long, river turtles standing upright like humans, snakes hundreds of meters long like the Immortal River Mystic Serpent, frogs as large as cottages, and clams the size of small boats...

All these Aquatic Clan members stood upon the waves, bowed towards Wang Xiaoqiang in the sky, and spoke in human language, chanting in unison, "We, the Immortal River Mystic Soldiers, kneel to welcome the Supreme Ancestor of the Immortal River, wishing the Ancestor unifies the Immortal Realm, commands all immortals, through ages and time, to never perish!"

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