Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 108 - 90: Purity is Muscle! The Black-Robed Man Who Ambushes Cultivators! (Seeking First Subscription)_3

Chapter 108: Chapter 90: Purity is Muscle! The Black-Robed Man Who Ambushes Cultivators! (Seeking First Subscription)_3

The black line could only be faintly discerned in the distance, creeping forward.

That fine line was the city wall.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly.

Fan Wu’s eyes narrowed.

At this moment, he vaguely perceived... that there were sounds of fighting on the road ahead, which he was about to pass.

It didn’t sound like a confrontation between cultivators and strange creatures, but rather like a clash between cultivators themselves.

A battle of mana between cultivators.

To tell the truth... When Fan Wu carefully thought about it, he realized he had never actually seen such a thing.

Because the cultivators he had encountered were all quite upright.

Those cultivators were either members of the Committee for Heavenly Affairs or hailed from famous and righteous sects or had family traditions.

The only evil cultivator Fan Wu had encountered was in Qiulong County, Xuan Shizi, and the one who had fought Xuan Shizi was Fan Wu himself.

And strictly speaking... that couldn’t be called a battle of mana.

Xuan Shizi knew "mana", but Fan Wu did not.

The situation at that time was more like a one-sided beating.

And the one being beaten was an elderly man.

Fan Wu’s mind was filled with a thousand thoughts, but his feet did not stop moving, and he quickly arrived at the scene ahead.

Then, he saw two cultivators, engaged in battle.

They were fighting fiercely.

It was a life-and-death struggle!

...

"Behind us lies Yinghe Prefecture City, and hardly half a day has passed since the City Lord God’s birthday celebration ended. How dare you cause harm and do evil here! Are you not afraid that the City Lord God will punish you for your crimes?"

"Don’t you fear that the Committee for Heavenly Affairs of Yinghe Prefecture will come and execute you on the spot?"

The one who angrily shouted these words was a cultivator who at first glance, appeared rather young.

This person had a delicate frame, with curves drawn in the brows that differed from the ruggedness typically found in males.

Even though the opponent wore garments resembling male clothing, it couldn’t change their true gender.

The key point was...

Fan Wu detected a faint strange scent of blood from this person, not coming from the wounds all over their body but from an unspeakable place.

Uh-huh.

Their relatives had arrived.

"Tsk... Who are you trying to deceive, little kid? Although this place is not far from the city, it is also not close!"

A sneering laugh emerged: "Though I did not partake in the City Lord God’s birthday, don’t think that I am ignorant of everything."

"That City Lord God of Yinghe Prefecture has already gone back to the netherworld. As for the Committee for Heavenly Affairs of Yinghe Prefecture? Do you think the noise here can travel all the way to the city?"

"Even if you scream your lungs out for help right now, do you think the Committee for Heavenly Affairs can hear you?"

"Even if they can hear, how long do you think they will need to get here?"

The cultivator who spoke these words was shrouded in a black robe.

The person’s face was hidden behind an entirely black iron mask.

It made it impossible to discern his features.

However, judging by his physique and the timbre of his voice, one could roughly tell that he wasn’t young, was obviously male, and definitely an evil cultivator!

The malice emanating from the man in the black robe, along with the faint yin energy surrounding him... was clearly not something a righteous cultivator would possess.

Fan Wu also keenly noticed.

There were a few characters inscribed on the iron mask that covered the face of the man in the black robe. They were three numbers.

One Seven Two!!

What’s this?

A code number?

"I have been guarding this place for a day and a night, waiting for cultivators like you who have attended the birthday celebration and are preparing to leave the city."

The figure in black robes had swirls of black mist lingering in the palm of his hand, that mist carrying with it an ominous aura.

"You’ve just listened to a god-like being discourse, and your souls are extremely delectable! Offering your tasty souls to that esteemed one, he will grant us even more extended lifespans!"

"Until."

"Eternity!"

The cultivator disguised as a man paused for a moment, catching a key term—us!

Could it be that... this evil path has accomplices nearby!

Possibly, other cultivators have already fallen victim to their evil hands!

"Who exactly are you? And who is that esteemed one?"

She cautiously retreated backward, the faint pain in her injuries telling her that she was no match for this black-robed figure. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"We are those who greet eternal life."

"That esteemed one is the supreme being who holds the key to longevity. He has transcended yin and yang, is not of the five elements, and is like a deity among men!"

"He, is reverently named ’Witch Immortal’!"

As the figure in the black robes uttered this name, his tone was filled with a madness akin to worship. Even his whole body trembled with excitement when he said these two words.

This strange behavior.

Was hair-raising!

Through the two eyeholes in his iron mask, you could see his bloodshot eyes which also contained a hint of abnormal frenzy.

He opened his mouth and said, "’Witch Immortal’ will lead us onto the path of eternal life. His mana is powerful, residing above the nine heavens!"

A difficult-to-describe bloodthirsty aura slowly emanated from him.

"And your soul will be Witch Immortal’s favorite delicacy. Offering your soul to Witch Immortal, he will at least reward me with no less than a hundred years of longevity!"

Having said that.

He began muttering a sinister and incomprehensible incantation, the swirling black fog in his palm becoming even more inauspicious, and suddenly, like a pilgrim, he cried out: "Please Witch Immortal, lend me your power!!!"

"Imperative!!!"

The black fog in his palm transformed into an arrow released from a bowstring, shooting out with a lightning-quick velocity.

The woman disguised as a man clearly had not expected... that this madman, who was previously babbling about Witch Immortal, would suddenly attack the next moment.

It caught her off-guard!

She barely managed to instinctively throw out a talisman. The talisman blossomed with a faint golden light, possessing a certain level of potency.

The talisman collided with the black fog-turned-arrow.

Instantly!

The talisman shattered!

Shreds of yellow and red fragmented paper scattered down, and the arrow made of black fog continued its trajectory undiminished, still aiming for her!

Until, a green stone the size of a head, came whistling out of nowhere!

The speed at which the green stone flew was even faster than that of the black fog arrow, and it fiercely collided with the arrow.

Bang!!!

The green stone exploded abruptly!

The arrow formed from the black fog had its direction diverted, embedding itself in the trunk of a nearby tree. The trunk of the tree withered at a pace visible to the naked eye, and the lush green leaves at the top began to turn yellow and wither as well.

Had this arrow made of black fog pierced the body of a living person, it could easily have snatched one’s life away!

"Hmm?"

The figure in the black robe beneath the mask was full of astonishment.

He had not expected someone to interfere, which made his expression extremely ugly. He coldly said, "Who’s there! Skulking in the shadows?!"

While speaking.

He scanned his surroundings.

Then, he saw a Green Ox.

And a...

Person?

...

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