Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant-Chapter 1373 - 36 Separate

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1. Before the white-haired Cultivator collapsed, he directly unleashed a portion of his power, casting the four Daoist Yuanci into the midst of the freak wind.

2. The four great families launched an attack on the cities under the jurisdiction of Yuanci Palace, when Daoist Yuanci suddenly appeared, saving these locals and also becoming aware of the situation in the Zhongsheng Continent.

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The azure sky, as if suddenly perceiving something, quickly darkened, and dark clouds silently amassed, with faint streaks of lightning flashing within them.

The Yuyang Drum seemed to sense something, rapidly retracting its aura with urgency, and immediately transformed into a streak of light, entering into the Storage Treasure of Daoist Yuanci.

The dark clouds and lightning in the sky, seeming to have lost their target, quietly dissipated.

With a pale complexion, Daoist Yuanci, struggling to stabilize his form, looked up at the sky with a solemn expression.

"I guessed wrong! This place indeed has the presence of the Will of the heaven and earth! But why does it accommodate Divinity Transformation cultivators, yet specifically target the Yuyang Patriarch?"

However, he immediately put these doubts to the back of his mind and quickly turned his gaze toward the white-haired Cultivator.

At this moment, the white-haired Cultivator’s face was trembling violently:

"I have... cultivated painstakingly for three thousand years..."

A glimmer of fear and heartache interwoven with pain flashed in his eyes.

His physical body visibly started to fall apart in chunks and, under the influence of the surrounding Yuanci force, quickly turned into dust and dispersed.

In the blink of an eye, arms, body, all dissipated.

Followed by his neck, and chin...

In that instant, he suddenly raised his head, looking at Daoist Yuanci and the other four, Xiang Sirui included, who had been scattered in all directions.

He had intended to capture the four, question them, and then kill them, which is why his previous attack was not fatal. Apart from Daoist Yuanci who wasn’t much injured, the other three were also injured but still very much alive.

A profound hue of malevolence flashed through the eyes of the white-haired Cultivator!

The next moment, the force of Yuanci around them, violently erupted.

Forming countless Yuanci chaotic streams, the surging waves struck towards the four!

Daoist Yuanci sensed the Yuanci eruption, was shocked at heart, and immediately relied on his understanding of the Yuanci Path, as well as the refined Yuanci mana from years of cultivation near the Eightfold Sea, extending it rapidly to protect himself and also shield Xiang Sirui, Rui Chunqiu, and Qin Lingxiao.

However, to his surprise, although the incoming Yuanci chaotic flows were fierce, they were not as astonishing as imagined.

Even though his Yuanci mana was rapidly depleted, those chaotic streams couldn’t breach his defense, merely pushing the four even further away.

The force was too wild and rampant, even Daoist Yuanci found it difficult to escape for a moment.

But as long as they could withstand this onslaught, they would be safe.

Just as Daoist Yuanci’s heart was about to relax.

He suddenly caught sight of the half-face of the white-haired Cultivator, twisted with venomous hatred and anticipation.

His heart suddenly tightened!

Sweeping his Spiritual Sence around, his expression abruptly changed!

"Not good!"

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All around, several strands of a dusty grey gust, seemingly from nowhere, precisely enveloped the four who were uncontrollably struck by the Yuanci chaotic streams, and then blew them towards an even farther place...

Seeing this scene, the white-haired Cultivator, with the remaining half of his face, finally revealed a semblance of vindictive satisfaction, then promptly shattered into dust, vanishing.

At the same time.

In another distant place within the Yuanci Sea.

If Daoist Yuanci were here, he would be shocked to see the white-haired Cultivator who just perished under the Yuyang Drum, to still have one more here!

As if unaffected by anything, at this moment he was meditating in a seated position with closed eyes.

But then, the white-haired Cultivator suddenly opened his eyes, first flashing a trace of fear, then his eyes burst out with a flame of anger!

"Yuanci Palace!"

"Destroying my Clone! Damn it!"

"Damn it!!"

Even though his Clone had forced all four scoundrels from Yuanci Palace into the ’Yin-Yang Chaos Counterflow’ before disintegrating, these four, not yet reaching the realm of Saint Mage or understanding the principle of the sacred domain, would surely meet their demise. Yet, this could not alleviate his deep-seated hatred.

After all, these Clones were the fruits of countless years of accumulation, awaiting unification on the day of his success, to break into the middle-stage of Saint Mage in a single stroke.

Now that two had been destroyed, the chance of seizing the ’Holy Fruit’ was incredibly slim.

The thought made his heart surge with frantic indignation.

But soon he forcibly calmed himself down again, and pondered carefully:

"No, there’s still a chance... Yuanci Palace has concealed such a treasure, but if I do not leak the information, other Saint Mages from the eight families will not be aware. With the current anomalies in heaven and earth, the Three Saints of the Yuanci Palace will not dare to leave easily, only two early-stage Saint Mages are left and cannot stir up any trouble, the weaker the other families, the greater my opportunity becomes!"

"Yes! That’s how it is... However, I must warn my family."

With that thought, without hesitation, another identical figure walked out from within his body.

The Cultivation Base of this figure was merely Class IV.

And as this figure split off, the aura of the white-haired Cultivator also fell somewhat.

He still stayed behind in this part of the Yuanci Sea, while the Class IV Clone swiftly flew towards the Zhongsheng Continent, surrounded by the Yuanci Sea.

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"Swoosh!"

A gloomy and cold light flashed by.

Followed by a spray of red and white matter.

A battered and worn body fell like a torn rag from midair into the stream below.

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