On his chest, there was a sunken footprint, left by Li Yan earlier, but now it was slowly pulsating, gradually recovering.

What they didn't know was that this thing was the treasure of the blood Nuo master, called the Plague God Armor, made from the dorsal skin of those who died tragically, and painted with the "Five Plagues Burial Map."

In those Tu Clan villages that were annihilated back then, regardless of age or gender, it covered their bodies, layer upon layer, resembling a shell.

"Duoji Zhaxi, assist me!"

The old demon shouted in anger and then cut open his palm with a Blood Blade.

The lama of the Black Sect behind him suddenly turned around, took off his monk's robe and hung it upside down, revealing a giant Thangka embroidered on the back:

Two skeletons wearing bone crowns, holding magic artifacts, surrounded by blazing flames, with countless fierce ghosts beneath them...

Lord of the Corpse Forest!

Li Yan felt things were not going well, disregarding the regrouping soldiers far away, he transformed into a cloud of black mist and roared out.

However, he was still a bit late.

But seeing that the lama from the Black Sect Duoji Zhaxi was shaking the Scripture Wheel, muttering continuously, a dense Yin Sha Qi flowed out like a waterfall, completely pouring into the blood Nuo master.

The Sha Qi was chilling, the surrounding frost frantically condensed.

At the same time, a fierce and bloody aura rose up.

Boom!

Just as Li Yan was about to get close, a blood shadow broke through the ice and lunged directly at him.

Bam bam bam!

Black and red clouds of mist collided wildly on the street, the surrounding winds roared, causing the walls to collapse with a boom.

Snow and wind swept back, blinding those soldiers.

The two were evenly matched!

On the other side, Situ Qian was not idle either, already engaged in battle with his adoptive father Situ Bo.

Both of them practiced the late Tang Evil Technique "Hundred Forms Chart."

At this moment, Situ Bo's head shook, and Guan Gong's Nuo Mask appeared on his face, with a red face and long beard, leaping and frolicking, his Guan's Blade swirling the flying snow, murderous aura rising.

And Situ Qian had just completed the "Joyful God's Wandering," also dressed as Guan Gong, wielding a long sword, equally imposing.

"Hey!"

Situ Bo's phoenix eyes opened angrily, his red face displaying power, the Green Dragon Crescent Blade clanged against the ground: "You rebellious disciple, you disrespect heaven, earth, ruler, and family above, neglect common people and sentient beings below, without loyalty and filial piety, truly lower than pigs and dogs!"

Solemn and powerful, divine might extraordinary, he showed no mercy in his hands.

His red face and long beard, his Green Dragon Blade dragged three inches on the ground, stepping into the Mud Stepping crush the accumulated snow, a Dragging Saber Slash waves, the blade's back swept upward like the moon.

Situ Qian was not to be outdone, although he had a crippled leg that was reattached with a mechanism prosthetic by Nie Sangu, somewhat awkward, he prevailed in youthful strength.

He swiftly dodged backward, the sword took an unorthodox path, angled seven inches, the sword's ridge collided with the blade's guard in an instant, his wrist lightly shook, surprisingly able to easily parry the Guan's Blade.

"Hahaha, what a joke!"

Situ Qian gritted his teeth and said, "You undead old man, you once had a name in the pugilistic world, glorious for a time, but no strength in old age, yet you taught me loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, and righteousness, a lifetime of disgrace."

"My father's mistake was not in following the Ghost Theater Troupe, but that he wasn't strong enough!"

Each bore new grievances and old ones, both intent on killing each other.

"Kid, you think you're strong?!"

A cold female voice sounded nearby.

It was the other members of Bamboo Forest Six Leisurely coming to help.

Tea Gu Mother Liang Yu shook her sleeve, suddenly a cup of tea appeared in her palm, she threw it out using the hidden weapon technique.

The fragrance of tea spread, Situ Qian's complexion changed, he hurriedly retreated, only to see the tea splashed on the ground, rapidly turning the snow black.

"Hahaha..."

Before he could steady himself, an aged voice rang out.

A blind old man leaped down, crouching in a stance, sitting in mid-air, placing his Erhu on his legs, "Strong or not, you are ultimately but a handful of yellow earth, nameless in the Human World~"

The voice carried an operatic style, his hand pulling the bowstring, visible ripples cleaved the snow, directly striking Situ Qian's face.

This old man was Yue San'er, one of Bamboo Forest Six Leisurely, "Ground Listening String."

Seeing six people teamed up, Situ Qian knew he was no match, he leapt up, turned and ran, simultaneously shouting angrily: "Playing with numbers? Shoot them dead, quickly!"

Yet in the distance, the garrison soldiers were already assembled, lifting flintlock guns, positioning into a three-column array.

Bam bam bam!

The garrison soldiers simultaneously pulled their triggers.

Bamboo Forest Six Leisurely sidestepped, leaped, and evaded over the wall.

In a moment, dirt and stones splattered on the walls, covered with potholes.

"Senile witless!"

Situ Qian saw the few avoided, his head shook, the mask suddenly changed, transformed into Zhong Kui's appearance, preparing to chant spell to cast.

But just as he began chanting, he was intensely alerted, without hesitation, he leapt up, shattered the wall, and dashed into a nearby shop.

Boom!

A loud noise, smoke filled the air.

It was Sha Lifei crouching on the rooftop, firing shots.

Missing Situ Qian, yet it attracted those soldiers' attention, they all raised their guns and pulled the trigger.

"Cowardly thief!"

Copper Coin cursed softly, flipping over and rolling down.

Bang bang bang!

The rooftop suddenly burst into shattered tiles.

At that moment, Wu Ba finally reloaded the Tiger Venerate Cannon, jumped out, and ignited the fire rope.

Boom!

With a loud explosion, the house collapsed and debris flew across the opposite street.

In a short time, firearms and spells erupted simultaneously, causing chaos on the street.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the ground began to shake.

In the distance, warhorses galloped down the long street, black flags fluttering, as two cavalry units charged from the direction of Shu Prince Mansion.

"Wind is tight, retreat!"

Seeing this, Copper Coin quickly shouted.

The others hurriedly gathered towards him.

Despite their temporary advantage with the Tiger Venerate Cannon, their numbers were too few to withstand the cavalry raid.

On the street, only a red and a black mass of mist tangled frantically.

"Brother Yan, hurry!"

Copper Coin urged, shouting anxiously.

"Hmph!"

Li Yan had already sensed the reinforcement's arrival, feeling unwilling yet forced to snort coldly and wrapped himself in rolling black mist, soaring into the sky.

As he landed, the black mist dissipated, revealing his true form.

"Head towards Nine-Eyed Bridge! I have a location..."

Old Lady Jin pulled off her mask, face pale as she coughed blood.

Without hesitation, they increased their pace, madly fleeing through the street alleys, soon losing the pursuers, disappearing without a trace...

Watching their departure, the Blood Nuo Mage didn't pursue, landing similarly, as blood mist dissipated, leaving his skin ghostly pale.

Staggering, nearly falling.

"Release the hawk, search!"

He roared orders, face full of unwillingness.

Yet he knew, most likely they wouldn't find them.

Indeed, cavalry searched everywhere yet couldn't locate Li Yan and his comrades, while released hawks were killed by Lv San's Chu Qi.

"Return to report!"

The Blood Nuo Mage, though unwilling, ordered a withdrawal.

In Yisi Year, the first day of the first month, dark clouds loomed over Chengdu...

......

In a dilapidated, abandoned old mansion in the east of the city, Li Yan and the others sat on the ground, all panting heavily, faces exhausted.

Chengdu had become a perilous land, and Shu Prince Mansion had magicians skilled in tracking. They had switched locations multiple times to shake off pursuers.

At the moment, the distant gate bore a Concealing Talisman, and several Magic Flags were planted on the walls overgrown with weeds, forming an array.

"This is the Bai Family's old mansion."

Old Lady Jin said with a pale face: "Years ago, a tragic incident occurred which I helped handle, and subsequently took this mansion as a refuge."

"There's dry food in the secret passage of the back hall..."

Before she could finish, she fainted.

The old lady was already aged, and using powerful spells consecutively had exhausted her energies, even if she recovered, her Dao would likely decline.

Liang Yu quickly helped her inside the room.

Li Yan then inquired about the incident.

It turned out the Wuxiang Gentleman and others had hidden secretly, yet leaked some information, found by Liang Yu, who was equally familiar with Chengdu.

They originally intended to meet with Li Yan, but encountered Copper Coin and others who went to rescue upon hearing the news.

Immediately, everyone headed to the Great Prince Mansion.

Li Yan also recounted the ordeal at the Prince Mansion.

"That damn scoundrel, truly vile!"

Upon hearing the Wuxiang Gentleman add insult to injury, Copper Coin cursed: "Pretending to be righteous a few days ago, after all, showed his fox tail."

Saying this, he touched his bald head, somewhat frightened: "Luckily we went out to save people, otherwise that scoundrel would've certainly trapped us."

"Those people cannot be trusted."

Liang Yu, one of the Bamboo Forest Six Leisurely, also said sternly: "We've received news that Qingcheng Mountain reinforcements have arrived, ambushed Shu Prince at Wuhou Temple, but failed."

"Also, finding you was primarily for this."

He then took out a cloth-wrapped Copper Coin.

It was the "Joyful God Money" just scattered by Shu Prince...

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