Chapter 1211: Chapter 364: Oh, Isn’t This Master Zhou? How Did You End Up So Miserable?

Just at the moment when the opponent’s demonic qi completely dissipated, Zhou Qing suddenly saw black.

At this moment, the meridians in his body were already exhausted, and his spiritual power was depleted to the point that even basic flight was difficult to maintain.

His body uncontrollably fell from the height of a thousand feet, the wind howled past his ears, and the sky in his vision rotated and twisted continuously.

"I’ve really reached my limit..."

He bit the tip of his tongue to forcibly invigorate himself, and his trembling hand reached for the storage bag, grabbing a handful of top-grade spirit stones and desperately absorbing the spiritual power within them.

But in the next moment——

"Whoosh!"

A thin strand of black light suddenly tore through the void like a lurking venomous snake, shooting straight toward Zhou Qing!

Mad divine thought fluctuations emanated from that black light:

"Hahaha... In the end, it’s still me who laughs last!"

The black light closed in instantly, aiming straight at Zhou Qing’s forehead!

In the nick of time——

"Buzz!"

A crimson-gold cage suddenly tore through the void and descended, nine gilded chains intertwined to form a net, immediately trapping the black light firmly!

Ancient Demon Suppression runes flowed over the surface of the cage, each line exuding the terrifying pressure of the Spirit Severing Realm.

The black light surged left and right within, letting out a piercing cry: "Who, who is it?!"

"Bang!"

Zhou Qing heavily crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Ignoring the intense pain all over his body, he suddenly lifted his head to look——

He saw a towering figure standing in mid-air a hundred feet above him.

The figure’s dark robe flapped loudly in the wind, and on his chiseled face hung a mocking cold smile, as sharp eyes looked down at him with amusement.

"Nangong... Xiongba!" Zhou Qing’s pupils shrank, and his fingers involuntarily tightened around the spirit stone.

Nangong Xiongba leisurely toyed with the crimson-gold cage in his palm, watched the crazed struggle of the black light inside, then suddenly grinned and revealed his white teeth:

"Oh dear, my Master Zhou, how did you end up like this?"

He exaggeratedly shook his head and sighed, "If I had come a moment later, you’d have been possessed by this old monster." Tsk tsk.

The black light inside the cage let out a wail of despair, while Zhou Qing’s heart sank to the depths at this moment.

He never expected to encounter this old rival here on the border.

By rights, Nangong Xiongba, saved by Xuanyuan Shuo, should be recuperating in Yaoguang Mansion or secretly lurking in the Imperial City ready to retaliate against him.

Why was he here?

"What’s wrong? Meeting an old friend and can’t even speak?" Nangong Xiongba slowly descended.

The crimson-gold cage slowly rotated in his palm, reflecting that mocking face, "Oh wait, technically this should count as our first official meeting, right?"

Zhou Qing didn’t respond; instead, he focused on running "Yin Yang Skills," frantically drawing spiritual power from the spirit stones.

If he guessed correctly, this place wasn’t far from the exit of Hidden Dragon Path.

As long as he could buy a moment of respite and get close to the space node, he could use the Jade Talisman given by Elder Mo to tear the void and escape through the teleportation array.

He had to hold him off, give himself a chance to recover.

Upon hearing that the Spirit Severing Realm who suddenly appeared wasn’t Zhou Qing’s friend, the black light in the cage shook violently, releasing an urgent spiritual wave.

"Distinguished friend, it’s a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding! I’m willing to retreat and won’t interfere in this matter! Hope the distinguished friend can be lenient!"

Nangong Xiongba heard this and curled his lips into a cold sneer: "Oh, you want me to let you go? Tsk tsk, that won’t do."

"You know, my goal is actually the same as yours, and if I let you go, what if you leak secrets?"

"What?" The black light shook violently, "A Spirit Severing Realm wants to possess a Divinity Transformation Cultivator in return?"

"Listen to yourself," Nangong Xiongba sneered, "You were far beyond the Spirit Severing in your lifetime, yet you also covet this kid’s body."

The black light was momentarily speechless.

That’s not the same.

Nangong Xiongba observed the cage with interest, "Speaking of which, you should be a corpse spirit, right? What a pity..."

He shook his head and sighed, "Not an ounce of combat experience from your lifetime; a total waste."

"You..." The black light suddenly realized something, "You were lurking from the start?"

"Smart!" Nangong Xiongba snapped his fingers, "The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Once I possess this kid..."

Greedy light flashed in his eyes, "I’ll study you properly, maybe I’ll dig out some ancient secrets."

With that, several gold threads burst from his fingertips, sealing the cage completely and storing it in his sleeve.

Zhou Qing’s face was as white as paper now, his figure tottering.

Nangong Xiongba once more slowly descended, surveying the ravaged battlefield with a tsk-tsk of wonder: "Fought so fiercely, people would believe there’s a battle of two Spirit Severing individuals."

Zhou Qing struggled to lift his head and weakly asked, "Your appearance..."

Just as Nangong Xiongba said, this indeed was their first proper encounter. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

When he killed Nangong Lu’s direct disciple, he only saw his Dharma Aspect projection, an old man hunched figure.

Later, when he and Sikong Yan went to the Nangong Family to steal from their inner treasury, he left first, and Sikong Yan sparred with him.

Then, it was heard he went to Lingyun Mansion for something and got severely injured by Lu Family sisters and their mentor.

However, the intelligence jade scroll provided by Elder Mo on Spirit Severing families in the Imperial City recorded exactly this face before him.

So he recognized it immediately.

Nangong Xiongba looked down at Zhou Qing from above, his gaze falling on the hands endlessly absorbing spiritual power, curling his lips into a sneer.

This Spirit Severing Great Power displayed his calm without any concealment, even deliberately slowing his pace, savoring the pleasure of his prey’s dying struggle.