"Go!"

Yuan Ming pinched a spell and pointed, and Houtu Peak shone brightly with a yellow light, breaking through the air, smashing towards Xi Zheng with the force of a thousand pounds.

An immense oppressive force descended from the sky, causing Xi Zheng's figure to shake, and he almost couldn't remain on his feet.

Although Xi Zheng's cultivation was not weak, the Xi Family was not known for Magic Practitioners, and he did not have any particularly powerful Magic Treasures on hand. He immediately grasped the silver door in his hand, trying to summon the silver door again to escape.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming wouldn't let him escape a second time and preemptively activated the Soul Destroying Sword.

The silver door had just formed when the Curse, Annihilation, and Blood Frenzy Rune attacks arrived first.

Xi Zheng's pupils shrank, and he immediately stopped casting, throwing a punch.

A streak of Blood Light flashed behind him, and the Blood Giant appeared again, also throwing a punch.

A massive blood-colored Fist Wind shot out, shattering the Curse, Annihilation, and Blood Frenzy attacks.

Not only that, the blood-colored Fist Wind also struck Houtu Peak. With a thunderous boom, Houtu Peak was actually sent flying away.

Yuan Ming's face showed a look of surprise; what kind of Divine Skills was the blood Giant of Xi Zheng, capable of not only casting Illusion Techniques but also possessing such terrifying attacking power?

A faint abnormal flush crossed Xi Zheng's face, which then quickly faded away, but not without catching Yuan Ming's eye.

Yuan Ming once again activated the Curse, Annihilation, and Blood Frenzy Rune.

Three invisible forces shot out, attacking Xi Zheng from three different directions.

Cursing Yuan Ming's craftiness, Xi Zheng did not dare to let the three invisible forces get close. He controlled the Blood Giant's arms to lash out left and right, again sweeping away the three invisible forces.

The sound of thunderous Lei Guang rang out as Yuan Ming and Lei Yu's figures vanished from afar, appearing not far in front of Xi Zheng.

Yuan Ming pinched a spell and guided it above his head. A golden light flashed, and the Thousand Treasures Scripture Pillar emerged.

Seven or eight Magic Treasures shot out from it, including the Purple Star Nine Dragon Spear, Exterminating Immortal Sword, and Thunder God Bombarding Divine Hammer, among others resembling Spiritual Treasures. The rest were also Nine Rune Magical Treasures, all targeting Xi Zheng.

Each Magic Treasure released terrifying fluctuations that made the void tremble.

Xi Zheng hurriedly brought out a roll of red silk, transforming it into a thick layer of red silk curtain to protect his body.

Yuan Ming's expression was impassive as he urged the Undying Tree Root.

Within the red silk curtain, a disturbance rippled through the void, and two black tree roots suddenly emerged, piercing into Xi Zheng's body.

"Clang, clang!" Two muffled sounds.

Xi Zheng's body was extraordinarily tough, Undying Tree Root couldn't penetrate him, only piercing a few inches before stopping, barely causing much damage, with only a trickle of fresh blood flowing out.

"This Xi Zheng is actually an individual cultivator!"

Yuan Ming silently noted in his heart but did not pay much mind, controlling the main soul inside the White Jade Lotus Platform to once again crash into the white Flames above.

Just now, when the Undying Tree Roots hit Xi Zheng, he used the Shared Life Divine Power again.

With a slight sizzle, the main soul was severely injured by the white Flames, and Xi Zheng's Divine Soul suffered the same injury.

"Ah..." Xi Zheng let out a pained cry, the Blood Giant behind him crashed and disappeared, and the red silk curtain around him also became extremely dim.

The Purple Star Nine Dragon Spear, Exterminating Immortal Sword, Thunder God Bombarding Divine Hammer, and other Magic Treasures flew towards him, striking the red silk curtain. Lov#e t-h#i!s s%t@or-y.?+ Sh^o#w. sup-p+ort+ at *+.

Although the red silk was of exceptional quality, it could not possibly withstand such numerous replica Spiritual Treasures; it tore apart amidst the sound of ripping silk.

Xi Zheng, hidden behind the curtain, was also sent flying, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Unknown when, a suit of armor condensed from Blood Light had appeared around him, and he seemed to have suffered no great harm.

Yuan Ming gritted his teeth, not waiting for his Divine Soul to recover, and approached the white Flames again.

Xi Zheng's head throbbed violently once more as his Divine Soul was again severely damaged.

Not only that, three invisible forces fell, striking his body. They were the Curse, Annihilation, and Blood Frenzy Rune attacks.

Xi Zheng's head buzzed; his vision plunged into Endless darkness, the flow of Qi-Blood and Mana suddenly accelerating several times, causing chaos as they collided with each other. His Cultivation plummeted.

Yuan Ming once again raised his hand, and from the Thousand Treasures Scripture Pillar, seven or eight more Magic Treasures shot out with a howl.

"Damn it, who is this person, with so many tricks up his sleeve, it's impossible to guard against!" Fear appeared on Xi Zheng's face as he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, turning it into a sphere of Blood Light that engulfed his body.

Whoosh!

The Blood Light turned into a breathtaking long rainbow, shooting far away at an astonishing speed, vanishing into the ends of the sky in an instant.

Yuan Ming retracted the Thousand Treasures Scripture Pillar and a few Magic Treasures, not pursuing any further.

After all, Xi Zheng was the father of Xi Ying, and he couldn't possibly fight him to the death.

Also, having continuously activated the Curse, Annihilation, and Blood Frenzy runes, his already thin Divine Soul Power was nearly exhausted and needed time for Breathing Control.

After briefly adjusting his breath, Yuan Ming was about to fly back to the workshop to take a look but suddenly turned his head towards the trees on the right, "Which Fellow Daoist is here, there's no need to hide and skulk."

A surge of green light fluctuated on a tall tree in the forest, slowly condensing into a figure; it was none other than the Evil Eye Venerable.

"It's you!" Yuan Ming's eyes flitted.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Yuan really has some skill, to actually make Xi Zheng run away with his tail between his legs. As expected of the Nether Moon God." Evil Eye Venerable said with a smile as he clapped his hands.

Yuan Ming's heart sank with a thud, but his face remained expressionless, "What do you mean by that?"

Evil Eye Venerable stared intently at Yuan Ming, his eyes flickering with a black light.

This was a secret technique for probing, capable of judging the truth of the opponent's words by sensing the fluctuations of their Divine Soul.

Evil Eye Venerable's face remained unchanging, but he let out a quiet yip in his heart. His previously infallible probing technique had failed to discern the truth of Yuan Ming's words.

The reason for the failure was strange—Yuan Ming's Divine Soul Fluctuations were too weak.

"If you've come here, is it to avenge Xi Zheng and Ximen Rui? If so, make your move. It would be good for Yuan to experience the abilities of two great Venerables from the Wu Yue Sect!" sensing something off with Evil Eye Venerable, Yuan Ming swiftly brought out the Soul Destroying Sword, and Sword Qi surged in front of him.

"Avenge them? Why would I? Whether Ximen Rui and Xi Zheng are dead or alive, what does that have to do with me? Today I had the good fortune to meet Fellow Daoist Yuan, I am quite pleased. Let's meet again in the future." Evil Eye Venerable laughed heartily, gave Yuan Ming a cupped fist salute, then turned into a streak of black light shooting off into the distance, disappearing from the edge of the sky in a few breaths.

Yuan Ming watched the distance, remaining silent.

It seemed that Evil Eye Venerable has recognized him as well, proving the Blood Bone Mask's disguise to be unreliable against Nascent Soul cultivators.

Moreover, the Wu Yue Sect's investigation into the Moon Sect was clearly very thorough, even suspecting that he himself was the Nether Moon God. He needed to be more cautious.

Thinking thus, Yuan Ming flew towards the direction of the workshop.

The Great Array inside the workshop had already stopped operating, and the battle had come to an end.

The cultivators from the Senluo Sect had disappeared, leaving behind three corpses, one of which was Xing Rong, and the other two were Core Formation Stage cultivators.

There were no casualties on Pan Si Island's side, and everyone wore looks of joy.

Somehow, more cultivators from Pan Si Island had appeared in the workshop, and Luo Zhu was directing them as they busily attended to various tasks around the workshop.

Xi Ying stood quietly at the entrance of the workshop, her clothes unmarred by dirt.

"How's the situation now?" Yuan Ming appeared beside Xi Ying with a flicker.

"As you can see, the people from the Senluo Sect have been repelled. Little Silver Mountain's Spirit Vein now belongs to Pan Si Island. But I doubt Senluo Sect will let it go easily," Xi Ying said.

Yuan Ming nodded. He had fulfilled his promise to Luo Zhu. What happened to Little Silver Mountain's Spirit Vein after that did not concern him.

"How about on your end?" asked Xi Ying.

"Ximen Rui has been killed by me, but it's a pity that his body was taken away by Elder Xi Zheng. I couldn't retrieve it," Yuan Ming said.

"You fought my father?" Xi Ying looked Yuan Ming up and down, suddenly speaking.

"Your father has a peculiar ability for Divine Soul Transformation, and I almost suffered a great loss. I had to retaliate heavily and scared him off. I hope you won't blame me," Yuan Ming said.

"Father has been swayed by the Wu Yue Sect and is quite devoted. Trying to persuade him to change his mind won't be easy," Xi Ying sighed, shaking her head.

Seeing that Xi Ying did not blame him, Yuan Ming breathed a sigh of relief and then began to inquire about Xi Zheng's Soul Cultivator abilities.

He now understood that the previous shadow was indeed Xi Zheng's Divine Soul Transformation.

"Father's Divine Soul Transformation is called Hei Jialuo, a rare Fierce Beast from the Northern Desert with the ability to devour the Seven Emotions. It's very difficult to deal with, and those whose Seven Emotions are devoured by Hei Jialuo will turn into puppets under my father's control," Xi Ying revealed without concealment and explained in detail.

Yuan Ming's expression stiffened. He had only asked out of curiosity, not expecting Xi Ying to reveal Xi Zheng's Soul Cultivation ability in such detail.

"I was merely curious; you didn't have to be so specific," he said with a wry smile.

"I understand my father's character very well. He's so resolute he's almost stubborn. If we can't convincingly defeat him, he won't seriously listen to us. This task, only you can achieve," Xi Ying said earnestly.

Yuan Ming hesitated, silent. He was already quite aware of Xi Zheng's strength after their previous bout; defeating him would not be difficult.

But Xi Zheng was Xi Ying's father, and if he defeated him time and again, it would surely cause Xi Zheng to resent and even despise him, which was not desirable.

"Don't worry, I make my own decisions about my matters. My father and the family can't influence me," Xi Ying's face flushed slightly, evidently seeing the reason for Yuan Ming's hesitation.

"Alright, I will find a way to handle this matter," Yuan Ming nodded in response.

"Do you have anything else to ask about my father?" Xi Ying quickly regained her composure and asked.

"Your father also summoned a blood-colored giant, which was extraordinarily powerful. What Divine Skill is that?" Yuan Ming asked again.

"That is my father's Body Cultivation Divine Skill, the Blood Gang True Body," Xi Ying replied.

"Blood Gang True Body? What is that?" Yuan Ming was astonished.

"I don't know much about Body Cultivation. I had heard my father mention it briefly before. When Body Cultivation reaches a certain realm, the Qi-Blood Power begins to transform and becomes Blood Gang. And upon reaching the Body of Wanxiang, one can rely on the robust Blood Gang as foundation to condense an immensely powerful Blood Gang True Body," Xi Ying explained after some thought.

"Has his Body Cultivation Realm reached the Body of Wanxiang?" Yuan Ming wondered.

Based on the previous battle, Xi Zheng's Physical Body strength did not seem all that impressive.

"No, my father's Body Cultivation only reached the peak of the Tongqiao Body. He cultivates the Xi Family's Emperor Sealing God Fist. Relying on an Exotic Treasure, he can temporarily condense the Emperor's True Body, which is less powerful than the genuine Blood Gang True Body," Xi Ying shook her head.

"Qi Ye, is this true? Can the Body of Wanxiang really condense the Blood Gang True Body?" Yuan Ming sent a message to Qi Ye, asking.

He did not distrust Xi Ying, but he wanted to have a clearer understanding.