Chapter 48

It seemed like a bolt of lightning, a white figure tearing through the void!

With a "bang," the water in the giant pond by the forest splashed, as if a heavy object had fallen into it, sending up water droplets like jade pearls, startling the fish in the water to scatter!

"Your Highness?"

Wuzhantian's gaze focused on the lake, then instantly turned to Jun Wuming, his eyes filled with a questioning look.

Jun Wuming slightly waved his hand, his expression unchanged, and raised his head, his eyes fixed on a mysterious point in the void!

The black wind demon snake beneath him seemed to sense something, its huge snake eyes like lanterns, staring motionlessly at the sky as Jun Wuming's gaze followed!

Frowning slightly, Jun Wuming subconsciously glanced at the white figure that had sunk into the lake.

Suddenly, *whoosh whoosh*!

The sound of breaking air came, and the turtles and snakes below instinctively looked up.

High in the sky, two streaks of green light were dazzling, piercing through the sky like thunder and lightning, crossing the air!

The two streaks of light were brilliant, like meteors streaking through the sky. As if they had noticed the group of demons below, the two streaks of light suddenly turned and headed straight for this direction.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived!

"Who are you? Did you see a white light pass by here just now?"

The green light had not yet landed, but the rolling voice was like a thunderclap, reaching them first.

*Hush hush*!

The wind landed, the light turned, revealing two figures in purple robes.

One was a stern old man, the other a young man with a rebellious slanted eyebrow. It was this young man who had asked the question!

Hearing the domineering tone, Jun Wuming was displeased, but his expression remained unchanged. He sat atop the giant python, his eyebrows lowered, as if he had not noticed.

Wuzhantian, seeing Jun Wuming's demeanor, dared not speak. The two demons also coldly watched the two figures flying closer in the sky.

"I am Xiang Liang, and this is my nephew Xiang Cheng. Greetings to all of you."

The stern old man Xiang Liang, seeing the expressions of the group, felt a stir in his heart. He glanced at his slightly dissatisfied nephew, shook his head, and stepped forward, bowing in greeting.

Secretly sizing up the black-robed youth on the giant snake, Xiang Liang was slightly startled. Fourth stage? A flash of surprise crossed his eyes. This young man has such profound cultivation!

His peripheral vision swept over the many snakes and turtles behind Jun Wuming, and Xiang Liang was startled again. Then, he seemed to think of something, a glimmer of light appearing in his eyes. He looked at the black-robed youth on the python's head, his eyes unconsciously filled with a strange light.

"Ah, it turns out we have distinguished guests. I was just dozing off! Please forgive me!"

Lazily, Jun Wuming suddenly raised his eyes, as if just noticing their arrival. His face was full of apologies, and the sincerity on his face made people feel it was genuine.

"Not at all, not at all, you are too polite."

"My nephew and I have come uninvited, and we hope for your understanding."

The purple-robed old man smiled warmly, like a spring breeze, while his hand, like an iron clamp, secretly held the young man who wanted to speak but held back.

After a round of polite exchanges, they chatted as if they were old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time. The warmth of their interaction made anyone who didn't know the situation think they were close friends.

The strange atmosphere made Wuzhantian almost burst out laughing.

Jun Wuming glared fiercely at the old turtle, a smile on his face, and bowed. "The two of you seem to have important matters. I am just a leisurely person and dare not delay you. If you have no further business, please allow us to take our leave! Farewell!"

As he spoke, Jun Wuming led the turtles and snakes forward in a grand procession, seemingly completely ignoring the somewhat unpleasant expressions on the two men's faces.

"Wait!"

A clear shout, a flash of anger in the purple-robed old man's eyes, then it disappeared. Seeing Jun Wuming turn around, a smile on his face, he bowed again. "Young brother Jun, please wait. My nephew and I have come from afar with important matters to discuss. If we have offended you in any way, please bear with us!"

"Oh, I wonder what matters you have to discuss. Please speak directly!"

Jun Wuming's face was a faint smile, looking at the two men with a gentle expression. The warmth in his eyes made Xiang Liang's eyebrows twitch.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, then he smiled. "Young brother Jun, have you seen anyone pass by here recently? If you have, please inform us. We will be very grateful!"

Jun Wuming's eyebrows raised, and he smiled lightly, glancing at the old and young men. Finally, he shook his head. "I have not seen anyone."

As he spoke, Jun Wuming ordered the giant snake to turn and prepare to move forward again.

"The two of you! Farewell!"

"Bold! How dare you deceive us! You have a lot of nerve!"

A loud shout, the purple-robed young man could no longer hold back, stepping forward, his eyes fixed on Jun Wuming, filled with hostility, making Jun Wuming frown.

His smile gradually faded, Jun Wuming turned around, looking at the purple-robed young man with a calm gaze, his eyes like a pool of spring water, deep and slightly cold.

"Cheng'er!"

A light cough, the purple-robed old man's thick eyebrows twitched, a sense of authority gathering, making people believe him. His gaze swept over the turtles and snakes behind Jun Wuming.

"Young brother Jun, sometimes one must know the situation and act accordingly. I have seen many geniuses, do you know? Many geniuses often pay a heavy price for their arrogance and ignorance!"

A storm of power rose around him, his silver hair moving without wind, a mountain-like aura spreading, an endless sense of authority pressing down, making Jun Wuming's face change slightly.

"Yinshen realm?"

A flash of surprise in his eyes, Jun Wuming suddenly looked up. The heavy pressure was like a mountain, but instead of making him yield, it stirred a sense of pride in his heart!

A strange anger rose in his heart, like a burning fire, a sense of power gathering in his eyes, his face dark as he stared at the old man with his hair and beard standing on end, speaking each word clearly: "I truly do not know the whereabouts of the person you are looking for. If you insist on forcing me, I can only say I do not know."

"Ha ha ha..."

A loud laugh, a rolling wind flowed from the purple-robed old man's feet, enveloping his body, the sound waves like a huge thunderclap, making the weaker turtles and snakes in the group feel their hearts tremble.

Refusing the offer of a peaceful resolution!

A flash of green light in his eyes, a cold light passing, he laughed and said: "Young brother, since you do not know, you may leave, but please leave your subordinates, the turtles and snakes, behind!"

"The two tribes of demons under your command are quite to my liking. Join me on the mountain as my warriors, and I will be grateful. Please, young brother Jun, let them go!"

"We cannot let them go, Uncle! We cannot let the tiger return to the mountain!"

The purple-robed young man was shocked, his eyes filled with hostility, unable to hide it, and burst out shouting.

Fool! His eyes twitched, cursing in his heart. Xiang Liang looked at his excited and brutal nephew, wishing he could kick him to death. Do you think I don't know to cut the grass at the root? Our words are just a ruse to separate him from his subordinates. Once we deal with his subordinates, dealing with him alone will be easy!

Jun Wuming smiled, glancing at the old man in the air, a mocking smile on his face: "I thought you were distinguished guests, but it turns out you are bandits!"

Wuzhantian's lips moved, his eyes flickering, glancing at the laughing Xiang Liang in the air, his eyes brightening, nodding quietly!

"Since Cheng'er has spoken, please, young brother, hand over your head, do not make a mistake!"

The purple-robed old man looked at Jun Wuming as if he were already dead, stroking his beard and laughing, his eyes filled with killing intent, locking onto Jun Wuming. His every word and action made it seem as if Jun Wuming's death was a great honor, a gift from heaven!

Since deception won't work, I'll have to use force! Xiang Liang glared at the purple-robed young man behind him, who was still不服 (unconvinced), feeling secretly angry.

Jun Wuming couldn't help but burst out laughing, pointing at the purple-robed old man, laughing so hard that tears almost came to his eyes. Xiang Liang's face turned dark, black qi enveloping his face, his veins bulging, his aura menacing!

"You shameless old man, acting like a righteous bandit. The world has never seen such shameless people, truly a sight to behold!"

"Rascal! Asking for death!"

Xiang Liang's face turned from green to black, his eyes filled with killing intent, like a beast in the dark, ready to pounce.

"Yuan-level wind, great wind chills the bones!"

A loud shout, boundless wind surged from the purple-robed old man, instantly forming a shocking tornado, rushing through the void toward Jun Wuming and his group.

The boundless wind, green light flashing, swept through the sky, turning the grass to dust, water flying, clouds swirling, the sky clear, the wind blowing, the world darkening!

"Your Highness, please let me handle this!"

A black wind flashed, the giant python coiled, its head high, tongue flicking, staring intently at the approaching hurricane!

"Be careful!"

Glancing at the eager python, Jun Wuming thought for a moment, then flashed down, focusing his attention on the purple-robed old man walking on the wind.

The power surging from the purple-robed old man was something Jun Wuming had only seen in a few supreme experts. The depth of his power was unparalleled!

A Yinshen realm expert, such is their power.

A cold smile in his eyes, Xiang Liang looked down on the python, a fourth-stage demon snake daring to challenge him, a mere fourth-stage, was simply overestimating itself. A Yinshen realm expert was far beyond a mere fourth-stage!

"Black wind kill! Heaven and earth formless!"

A huge roar, the python's roar like a dragon's, not the usual snake's hiss! The giant snake's fangs opened, a towering black aura rising to the sky.

The wind howled, like the cries of ghosts and wolves, making people shiver!

*Boom!*

The two black winds collided in the air, the explosive wind energy like a sea of thunder, the invisible hurricane roaring, sweeping through mountains and forests, lifting leaves and branches.

A gentle rain of green leaves fell from the sky!

*Bang!*

High in the air, the black wind python was thrown down, twitching, blood flowing from its mouth, its huge eyes fixed on the silver-haired purple-robed old man in the air, a glimmer of defiance in its eyes!

"Yinshen realm power is far beyond your petty tricks! Resisting is just delaying your death."

Xiang Cheng, the purple-robed young man, stared at Jun Wuming, sneering, his face full of disdain. A Yinshen realm expert was already beyond ordinary mortals, having taken a step on the path to immortality.

A Yinshen realm expert has a lifespan of over eight hundred years, and their spirit has transformed into a Yinshen, which can be reborn and reincarnated. The power of a Yinshen is boundless, and the spells cast by a Yinshen are far stronger than those cast by mental power.

Because! Yinshen realm power already has the nature of the Dao!

Jun Wuming stepped forward, holding back the black wind python, who wanted to fight again, and gently comforted it. The black wind python's cultivation was far below that of the purple-robed old man. Even with its innate wind attribute, its wind power was still at the fourth stage, far inferior to the wind power of the purple-robed old man, which contained the nature of the Dao!

"You have done your best. This shameless old man who bullies the weak will be dealt with by me."

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