Chapter 430: Chapter 424: Daoist Randeng—Death and Dao Dissipation

Upon hearing this, the Golden-Winged Roc’s face changed!

The Golden-Winged Roc thought to himself, if this matter isn’t handled well, my life is still in danger!

Thinking of this, the Golden-Winged Roc quickly urged, "Hurry, kill him!"

Faced with life and death, the Golden-Winged Roc dared not hold back, and used all his strength against Daoist Randeng.

Under the siege of the four, Daoist Randeng gradually found it difficult to sustain himself.

"Pooof!"

He grunted heavily, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Even his eyes, nose, and ears were bleeding.

Blood flowed from all seven orifices.

This showed how serious Daoist Randeng’s injuries were.

Daoist Randeng knew well, if he continued to take the hits passively, in twenty or thirty more moves, he would die on the spot, with no chance of survival.

"So you want my life?"

"Fine, then none of us shall live!"

"If you force me to martyr, then let’s all die together!" Daoist Randeng shouted, as violent energy surged through his body, displaying a posture of martyrdom.

Seeing this, Elder Bai and the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder quickly retreated.

Martyrdom!

This was an even stronger killing move than self-detonation.

The precedent of Wu Nengsheng’s self-detonation was right in front of them, with the World Honored’s avatar swapped out, additionally destroying one-third of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

If Daoist Randeng were to martyr, they were at the epicenter, and would be at risk of making a one-to-four exchange.

Taking advantage of Elder Bai and the others backing away, Daoist Randeng quickly withdrew that overwhelming aura.

Then, he made a run for it.

Just now, that surging, violent energy appeared to be the commotion during martyrdom, but in reality, it was Daoist Randeng’s disguise.

Daoist Randeng cherished his life, how could he possibly choose martyrdom?

After scaring away Elder Bai and the others, he fled without hesitation.

"Damn it, we’ve been tricked!" Elder Bai said with a dark expression.

Watching Daoist Randeng’s escaping figure, the Golden-Winged Roc said, "Looks like I have to use my treasure!"

Saying this, a small bow the size of a palm and a golden shimmering arrow appeared in Golden-Winged Roc’s hand.

The bow and arrow expanded in the wind, quickly growing to the size of a standard bow and arrow.

Emitting golden light from the bow, it was crafted from the bones of the Golden-Winged Roc’s deceased father.

As for the arrow, it was assembled from the feathers of the Golden-Winged Roc’s deceased father.

The Golden-Winged Roc’s father, the Old Golden-Winged Roc, was also at the peak of Tier Two powerhouses in his era.

A treasure forged from his remains, naturally, its power was beyond words.

This small bow originally came with three arrows, the first two arrows had already been shot by the Golden-Winged Roc; now, only the last arrow remained.

With the first two arrows, the Golden-Winged Roc killed two of his enemies, both Tier Two powerhouses.

A single arrow for one Tier Two powerhouse, it can be said that the arrows never miss.

The arrow was originally intended to be used in a stealth attack on the World Honored, but now it had to be used against Daoist Randeng first.

The Golden-Winged Roc aimed at the fleeing back of Daoist Randeng, drew the bow, and loosed an arrow.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of an arrow rang out, hitting right in the back of Daoist Randeng, piercing through his chest.

After being hit, Daoist Randeng ran quite far before finally staggering and falling.

"Hit!" The Golden-Winged Roc exclaimed in excitement.

Whether this arrow killed Daoist Randeng was still uncertain, and Elder Bai and the others immediately chased after him.

Alive must see the person, dead must see the corpse.

At this moment, there’s no room for negligence.

Soon, Elder Bai and the others caught up.

Daoist Randeng leaned against a tree, the golden arrow lodged in his chest, while blood was gushing from his mouth.

Fighting one against four, he had lasted for so long, Daoist Randeng was already gravely injured, and was at the end of his strength.

Now hit by this arrow, he was truly breathing more, exhaling less.

"Keeping him is useless, let’s end him!"

"Let’s all make a move, sharing the consequences!" Elder Bai said.

Upon hearing this, the other three nodded repeatedly and then together made a move to finish off Daoist Randeng.

However, they still preserved Daoist Randeng’s body intact, to facilitate the Yin Mountain Ghost King’s consumption.

With a wave of Elder Bai’s hand, after collecting Daoist Randeng’s corpse, he took the Glazed Cup clutched in its hand.

"Hurry back, that Substitute Death Doll might not last long, we need to quickly draw the Karmic Fire back into the Glazed Cup."

"Otherwise, the Golden-Winged Roc will be in danger!" Elder Bai said.

"Then hurry up!" urged the Golden-Winged Roc, not keen on being buried alongside Daoist Randeng.

When Elder Bai and his group returned, the Substitute Death Doll had already burnt up to its forehead, seemingly just about two or three minutes away from being completely burnt up.

Elder Bai activated the Glazed Cup, drawing the Karmic Fire into it, only then did the Golden-Winged Roc relax.

"This time, Elder Bai lost the Substitute Death Doll, so let the Glazed Cup be Elder Bai’s," the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder suggested.

"I have no objections!" The Golden-Winged Roc was the first to agree.

After all, Elder Bai’s Substitute Death Doll was used to save him, the Golden-Winged Roc would obviously have no objection.

"I have no objections either!" The honest and simple-minded Black Bear Spirit had no objections.

Elder Bai did not refuse, taking back the Glazed Cup.

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Qingqiu Mountain.

While Lin Yuan was with Bai Ling’Er, a little fox named Huan’Er came hopping over.

"Aunt!"

"The Ancestor asked the big bad guy to go to the mountain top pavilion!" Huan’Er said in a childish voice.

Undoubtedly, the big bad guy she referred to was Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan picked up Huan’Er, squishing her chubby cheeks, then grumpily said, "I haven’t done anything to you, why do you call me a big bad guy?"

Lin Yuan thought, this little girl, it’s not right to look at people with tinted glasses.

He hadn’t bullied her, yet she insisted he was a big bad guy, it was simply unreasonable.

Bai Ling’Er routinely rescued Huan’Er from Lin Yuan’s grasp, protecting her from being bullied by him.

"Aren’t you bullying her right now?" Bai Ling’Er gave Lin Yuan an annoyed look.

Lin Yuan argued, "Every cause has its effect, she called me a big bad guy first, that’s why I’m pinching her cheeks."

"She’s still a child, why bother arguing with a child." Bai Ling’Er reproached.

Lin Yuan: "????"

Lin Yuan had a face full of questions, thinking, these Fox Demons can transform, they must live several hundred years at least?

She’s considered a child, compared to her, wouldn’t I be a child as well?

Though Huan’Er appears childlike, she’d have to live several hundred years to transform, right?

At this moment, in Bai Ling’Er’s arms, Huan’Er seemed to have found her backer, blinking her big eyes and said, "Aunt, not only does he bully me, he also bullies you!"

"I heard it at night, he was hitting you hard, the sound was ’smack, smack’."

"I heard you cried out all night."

"Aunt, don’t be afraid of him, let’s go tell the Ancestor."