Chapter 731 - 392: The West State Boss’s Immortal Beast Flashes a Peace Sign at the Camera

Chapter 731: Chapter 392: The West State Boss’s Immortal Beast Flashes a Peace Sign at the Camera

The crowd was still pouring into the mortuary entrance!

Several Immortal Technique Masters, seeing the white Immortal Beast from a distance, instantly made up their minds!

"We’re not afraid!"

"Whether we win or lose, let’s have a fight first!"

"Die!"

Clusters of ghastly green ghost flames rose, whizzing towards the entrance, towards the crowd mesmerized by the sound of the lute!

Corpses turned around, their steps pattering, rushing towards the entrance, claws marked with corpse spots and yellow teeth lunging at the crowd!

The Female Immortal Artifact Master, with her lute in her arms, strings quivering erratically, played a frantic tune that suddenly rose in pitch, its melody abruptly quickened, echoing in the mortuary!

Ding ding ding dong dong dong ding ding dong dong...

The silver bottle bursts, water splashes!

Iron cavalry thrusting forth, knives and spears clanging!

And the crowd hearing this music suddenly twisted their faces, eyes bulging, baring their teeth, looking at each other in the crowd!

Dong Yunhui stared, seeing through their intentions!

They wanted to besiege Wei to rescue Zhao!

To attack the crowd and buy time to escape!

Indeed, the Array Master boy’s feet were shrouded in white mist as a Bronze Chariot appeared, elevating him.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Five or six shadows leaped onto the chariot, filling it!

Runes on the chariot lit up in succession, about to traverse space!

The Female Immortal Artifact Master jumped onto the chariot, her lute strings still trembling crazily on their own!

Soundwaves raged, driving the packed crowd in the distance into madness, boiling over, roaring, squeezing, and biting at each other’s necks!

At this moment...

She saw a white claw suddenly appear, pressing down on her independently vibrating strings!

A trace of secret joy surged in her heart!

These four strings were from those who died unjustly, tragically, prematurely!

This mournful tune was a lament of four tragic lives, crying out their pain, pouring out their suffering!

Refined through countless secret techniques!

The resentment of the four strings was endless; this hatred was everlasting!

The strings quivered violently, seemingly light, yet weighing over a thousand pounds!

Wouldn’t this white claw be torn apart by the strings?

Bang!

The next moment, she saw the white claw grasp the four strings into a bundle.

The melody abruptly halted.

Only the final crisp sound remained.

The four strings snapped like silk!

Not caring about her bulging eyes, surging blood, and bleeding mouth, she let out a muffled groan.

"Go!"

Her four strings were grasped casually! Such an enemy was completely unmanageable, not on the same level!

But she suddenly noticed that everyone on the Bronze Chariot was stiff, faces pale, looking at the right wheel of the chariot.

She looked, too, and saw the right wheel held in the claw of a second white Immortal Beast... which had already been pulled off the chariot.

"Then let’s fight..."

Before she could finish her words, she heard the wind whirring past her ears!

It was the huge tail of that white Immortal Beast!

The tail was too fast, too fierce, even faster than sound, leaving a shadow, faster than her visual nerve response!

So much so that she realized it but couldn’t dodge in time!

Not just her, but all six figures on the Bronze Chariot couldn’t dodge in time!

Six heads swept away by a tail!

After the sweep, six headless bodies remained!

Bang!

The tail broke the sound barrier with a blast, ringing through the mortuary!

The six heads shattered into a bloody mist, dispersing in the air!

...

Office of the West State Ninth Pharmaceutical Factory.

Bai Mo sat in the office chair, holding his disciple, sipping tea.

"Is this a coincidence?

"Or... due to the strange power of the Divination Master?

"In any case, it’s fortunate to have encountered it.

"Otherwise, it would’ve really turned into a big mess."

This seemed like a bloodbath triggered by a treasure vault... many treasure vaults have odd array characteristics, appearing at specific places at specific times.

Most of the treasure vaults in Jiuzhou were plundered first by the Fallen Immortal Disciples and cleaned out by them. By the time the Immortal Committee got word and hurried over, it was as clean as a dog’s lick.

But those treasure vaults are often in desolate places, and so far haven’t caused large-scale casualties.

"What’s inside this vault to cause such a disturbance?"

Bai Mo drank his tea, furrowed his brow, and gave orders to his disciples below.

"First, clean up the battlefield."

...

Whoosh...

Cold wind blew through.

The mortuary quieted down.

The ghost flames were extinguished.

The corpses controlled by Gu insects fell as well, the worms in their eye sockets turning to mush.

The crowd at the entrance fainted, collapsing in heaps, people leaning on people, lying from the doorway to outside, densely packed, with no telling how many there were.

Dong Yunhui, accompanied by several weasels, no longer looked at the treasure vault behind him, cautiously bypassing the Bronze Chariot and the two white Immortal Beasts, jogging towards the pile of fallen people.

Rats, snakes, and hedgehogs scampered from all directions, some crawling up his pant legs, others going under his cotton coat.

By the time he crossed over the bodies to the edge of the human pile at the door, all the Household Immortals had already crept back into his clothes.

He burrowed into the heap, found a spot, buried himself in it, and lay down like others pretending to be dead.

Grandma Fox crawled over, slipping into his coat.

"Whoosh..."

He laid his head on his arm, feeling Grandma Fox nestled within, sensing the warmth of the humans around and their soft, unconscious breathing, finally sighing in relief.

"It’s over, it’s all over."

He couldn’t help but shed tears.

"Thank goodness I didn’t covet that ginseng.

"Thankfully, I had Grandma Fox return the ginseng.

"Sigh..."

As he wept, he caught the sweet scent in the air.