Master of Strange Dao

The terrifying forces, like radiating halos, silently and imperceptibly, would explode within if they encountered a slightly larger hollow underground after spreading to a certain depth.

The village chief and Zhong Shouzheng stood outside the small town. After waiting for a few breaths, the ground began to tremble, and the surface rippled continuously, like waves.

"It seems those guys really love to burrow underground."

Zhong Shouzheng smacked his lips, unsure of how to respond for a moment.

He indeed felt a powerful evil cultivator had been forced to take action just now.

He casually mentioned it, not expecting the village chief to test it casually, actually finding them underground...

Deep beneath the small town, a thousand feet below, there was a vast cavern, supported by giant pillars, with reinforced stone walls.

At this moment, it was like a typhoon had erupted. The village chief's meticulously controlled power, coupled with the technique of Hitting the bull from a distance, had almost completely seeped through the earth, appearing in this underground space.

The protective and concealing big array was instantly shattered, and it was shattered from the inside out.

They had never seen anything so outrageous.

The original altar or buildings here were all collapsed by the sudden burst of power. Amidst the ruins, a teenage-looking evil cultivator hovered, his face sullen.

Evil Qi swirled around him, protecting him from the rampant force here.

The stone walls of the cave shattered, the big array collapsed, pillars crumbled, and combined with the earth's tremors, the ground above and around, like a sieve, rapidly buried this vast underground space.

A large number of weaker evil cultivators were stuck at the tunnel entrance because it had collapsed.

One powerful evil cultivator after another flew out from the ruins.

"Master, we might have been discovered!"

"You don't need to tell me; when one of you made a move, we were already exposed. Let's escape first," the young cultivator coldly scanned the surroundings, extended his hand in a virtual grasp, and four large coiled dragon pillars emerged from the ruins, each several feet thick and tens of feet tall.

The dragons carved on these pillars twisted in form, full of ominousness, with furious and painful, mad eyes.

As the Evil Qi radiated, a large number of hidden evil cultivators in this place turned into skeletons, wailing as their flesh and power dissolved, transforming into radiance in the Evil Qi.

All the radiance converged, and besides the young cultivator, there were three other powerful evil cultivators, each standing atop a coiled dragon pillar.

The Evil Qi luminance swept the coiled dragon pillars, and before the entire underground space completely collapsed, the four were enveloped and disappeared, turning into a light that escaped into the earth.

This left behind only a mass of skeletons that was utterly buried.

On the ground, Zhong Shouzheng frowned slightly.

"They've arrived, and not only do they exist, but they're also much stronger than expected. Four Ninth Tiers, and one of them feels really odd..."

"Understood. The other three can be dealt with," the village chief nodded, pulling a pair of gloves from his sleeve. These were specially crafted by Jinlan Mountain from meteor materials, meant for Qi Refining cultivators.

The village chief disliked using such things, but thinking about how a bunch of evil cultivators planning grand events were lurking right at his doorstep, he didn't care about the means anymore.

He donned the pitch-black gloves, and the moment he sensed something rushing out from underground, Zhong Shouzheng pointed the way, and the village chief vanished in an instant.

Four beams of light burst from underground, each with a person standing on a coiled dragon pillar.

However, one of the beams shattered like fragile glass the moment it appeared.

The village chief's arm pierced the halo, gathering all the power to his fingertips, instantly piercing through all defenses of an evil cultivator. The moment this person appeared, a fingertip had already made a hole in their forehead.

The power burst from within, pulverizing the person and their divine soul in an instant, without even a drop of blood spilled.

The village chief drooped his eyelids, flicking his hand, dispersing the slightest force left on the black glove.

The remaining three evil cultivators, who hadn't had time to utter their lines, turned visibly green.

Ignoring the other two entirely, the village chief flickered towards the youth, as a burst of explosions resounded. He grasped a trembling skull magical treasure in one hand and held the youth by the head with the other, looking down at him.

The young cultivator was petrified, never expecting his defenses to be torn through as easily as if they'd been made of paper.

He remembered a longstanding rumor, long heard but never seen before.

Jinlan Mountain has a particularly strong body cultivator; when you appear in his line of sight, you're already dead.

It's best not to get close enough for him to touch you.

The youth, head clutched single-handedly, didn't dare test whether he could break a body cultivator's defenses without being instantly killed, so he immediately spoke steadily.

"I know how to resolve the Great Mistake tainting the Qi Refining cultivators."

The village chief cast a disinterested glance at the youth, not saying a word in response.

He didn't care about such things; he was merely here to clean up his doorstep.

Seeing the youth about to speak again, his expression changed in the next moment, turning fierce, obediently shutting his mouth, as cracks formed on his skull under the village chief's grip, nearly bursting open.