Chapter 235: The World Loses a “Thunder God”
Despite the flurry of moves exchanged in the fierce clash moments earlier, it had all happened in an instant. Dusk had just begun to settle, and now, the sky was only slightly darker.
The small hilltop temple lay in ruins.
With the swordsman at his side, the Daoist emerged unhurriedly from the rubble with a calm expression as he led Lady Calico out. He looked toward the base of the hill—
There stood an elderly Daoist with white hair and beard, an air of immortal-like grace. He was blocked by a boundary formation, and now left with no escape.
His voice rose from below as he said loudly, “Must you really pursue me to the end?”
“Your end comes by your own actions, not by mine.”
“You’re going too far!” the elder shouted, his voice seething. Reaching into his robe, he retrieved a talisman.
But this was no ordinary talisman paper. It was a thick wooden tablet, about a finger thick and nearly a cun long, inscribed with symbols on one side and an invocation on the other.
With both hands, Daoist Master Yongyang held up the tablet, blowing a breath upon it.