The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron
Chapter 1270 - Chapter 1270 Chapter 1369 Old Dried Corpse Appears

Chapter 1270: Chapter 1369: Old Dried Corpse Appears Chapter 1270: Chapter 1369: Old Dried Corpse Appears “Friend, please release the people of our three sects,” Cangyunzi said with a warm smile, his hands clasped behind his back, staring at the enormous palm.

“Why should I release them?” the voice of the Old Dried Corpse rang out, tinged with a hint of mockery.

This huge palm was indeed the handiwork of the Old Dried Corpse. Although he had not shown himself, his impact was earth-shattering. The Female Swordsman of Confucianism Sect and others were not weak; they were truly outstanding warriors of the three sects. Yet, they were still suppressed by a single strike from the Old Dried Corpse, their lives completely in his grasp.

“Friend, you have already killed one from the Buddhist Sect. If you kill them too, I fear you might stir up quite a bit of trouble,” Cangyunzi said with a laugh, appearing very amiable as if truly having a hearty chat with an old friend.

However, Cangyunzi was not as gentle as he appeared; he was a top master of the Taoist Sect, with unfathomable strength, capable of contending with the Three Emperors.

Since he was a top fighter, he naturally had his own temperament and dignity. Cangyunzi’s gentleness was merely a facade; should he make a move, he would show no mercy, his methods extremely harsh.

“Killing one is the same as killing several, what differences does it make?” The Old Dried Corpse still did not show himself, his voice continuously echoed.

Cangyunzi chuckled: “Friend, you jest. The loss of one or two masters from our three sects is insignificant, but if too many die, that’s something I cannot tolerate.”

‘Heh, what are you?’ The Old Dried Corpse let out a cold laugh, and the giant hand suddenly exerted force; pfft! The Female Swordsman of the Confucianism Sect, without even a chance to scream, was crushed into a pulp of blood and bone, just like the burly monk before her.

Cangyunzi’s expression darkened, he was becoming impatient: “You’ve gone too far.”

With a wave of his hand, Cangyunzi unleashed a powerful burst of energy attacking that giant hand, aiming to first shatter this massive palm and rescue Jin Zhulong and the others.

This blast of energy, seemingly ordinary, contained the elite Martial Arts of the Taoist Sect, with a hidden yet formidable force.

The energy struck the huge palm, but no ripple appeared; the giant palm remained unresponsive, as if merely brushed by a gust of wind.

Seeing this, Cangyunzi’s face changed; though he had been merely testing with that move, not exerting much power, it was still elite Martial Arts of the Taoist Sect, and not many in the world could withstand it.

But the giant palm remained motionless, as if nothing had happened, which was somewhat unbelievable to Cangyunzi.

“Is that all you’ve got? Then you better scram, don’t embarrass yourself here,” the voice of the Old Dried Corpse resonated, filled with deep disdain.

Cangyunzi’s expression turned grim, a Yellow Feathered Bird perched on his shoulder, looking somewhat uneasy, as if sensing the oppressive atmosphere around.

Who was Cangyunzi? He was the top master of the Taoist Sect, a peak figure of the Seven Seas, capable of battling the Three Emperors without defeat.

Who dared to speak to him like this? Even the most good-tempered would not tolerate such a tone from the Old Dried Corpse.

Cangyunzi was instantly enraged, his fury causing the skies to darken and the earth to quake.

The martial artists of Qian Country below suddenly felt as if the apocalypse was upon them, as if the heavens and earth were about to collapse.

With a sweep of his hand, Cangyunzi released a terrifying aura, immense as a thousand troops charging, striking the giant hand.

However, that hand vanished in an instant, and along with it, Jin Zhulong and the others who had been captured also disappeared without a trace.

Cangyunzi’s attack had missed, his expression turning even uglier; suddenly, he stomped furiously towards the land of Qian Country below.

If this stomp were to truly land, Qian Country would be reduced to ruins in an instant, no one could survive, not even strong cultivators like the ugly elder would escape death.

Just then, a figure suddenly emerged–it was the Old Dried Corpse, Jin Zhulong.

However, at this moment, the Old Dried Corpse no longer bore his usual desiccated appearance but had completely transformed into a different person.

His snow-white hair cascaded down like a waterfall, reaching his heels, and though his face was aged, it was revitalized, with eyes bright as stars.

As soon as the Old Dried Corpse appeared, he casually flicked a finger, and Cangyunzi’s descending foot, as if struck heavily, immediately retracted.

Rumble~~~

In the sky above, a series of muffled thunders began to sound, and with each peal, the thunder grew louder. Within moments, the entire heavens were dense with thunderclouds.

Cangyunzi, with a solemn expression, looked at the white-haired old man in front of him and secretly wondered, “Is there such a powerful person among the Nine Countries? I’ve never heard of him. Where did this fellow come from?”

The Yellow Feathered Bird on Cangyunzi’s shoulder squawked repeatedly, its eyes wide with terror as it stared at the Old Dried Corpse, seemingly desperate to escape from there.

Cangyunzi immediately tried to soothe the Yellow Feathered Bird, but to no avail; the bird was exceptionally agitated, its usual docility gone.

Although small in size, no bigger than a fist, the Yellow Feathered Bird was an Exotic Beast that could absorb and cultivate Spiritual Energy from nature and form Spiritual Energy Pills, sensing the levels and strength of individuals.

Thus, Cangyunzi always kept it by his side, not only to cultivate Spiritual Energy Pills for himself but also as a precaution against encountering formidable characters whose strength and depth he did not know.

Cangyunzi had never seen the Yellow Feathered Bird this wildly terrified and agitated, even when facing the Three Emperors.

“Your bird is quite nice, why don’t you give it to me,” laughed the Old Dried Corpse, moving swiftly in front of Cangyunzi as if they were old friends, and reached out to grab the Yellow Feathered Bird.

The Yellow Feathered Bird screamed tragically and promptly fainted on Cangyunzi’s shoulder, its body convulsing intermittently.

Cangyunzi, furious, struck a palm toward the Old Dried Corpse.

The Old Dried Corpse didn’t even glance at him, and with another move, he dodged Cangyunzi’s palm attack and appeared behind him.

“Your strength isn’t bad, but unfortunately, you’ve encountered me. I’m in a good mood right now, so I’ll use you for a bit of practice,” said the Old Dried Corpse. As he spoke, he pointed his finger, and Cangyunzi, reacting quickly, kicked towards the chest of the Old Dried Corpse.

But the next moment, Cangyunzi’s sole was pierced by the Old Dried Corpse’s fingertip, and blood flowed out.

Cangyunzi was startled and immediately pulled away from the Old Dried Corpse.

“Your movement technique is lacking,” the voice of the Old Dried Corpse echoed in Cangyunzi’s ears like a haunting ghost.

With a thud, Cangyunzi took a palm from the Old Dried Corpse, who had not even used his full strength, merely throwing a casual punch that still caused Cangyunzi to spit blood and stagger.

Cangyunzi was horrified, his complexion completely changed.

“This man’s strength, could it be so terrifying?” Cangyunzi cried inwardly, glancing at the unconscious Yellow Feathered Bird on his shoulder, and then he understood why the bird had been so terrified.

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