Chapter 86

Luo Shiru said coldly, "I advise you not to touch her, or you will die a terrible death!"

"Hehe, what a scare tactic!" Tianmadao Ren laughed without a care.

What kind of existence above immortals?

What kind of great beings?

Forget the cultivation world, the true immortal realm might not even exist.

If such beings truly existed, would I still be alive now? Come and kill me if you can!

At this moment, Nuan Nuan sat under a tree, tightly biting her lips, looking at the approaching Tianmadao Ren with fear.

Greed flashed in Tianmadao Ren's eyes as he extended his withered hand and said coldly, "Hand over that scroll to me!"

Nuan Nuan clutched the scroll tightly, shook her head, and moved backward.

A red light flashed in Tianmadao Ren's eyes, and his hands formed claws, black energy gathering on them. He casually struck toward Nuan Nuan!

He sneered, "A mere inferior spiritual root, it's of no value. You might as well die!"

"Stop!"

Luo Huang and the others were stunned, feeling their limbs turn cold and their eyes nearly bulge out.

However, just as the black energy was about to hit Nuan Nuan, the scroll suddenly emitted a misty light, and a vast aura suddenly appeared, as if an immortal had descended, and the world came to a standstill.

The black energy dissipated into nothingness, as if carried away by the wind.

"This, this is..."

Tianmadao Ren's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at the scroll in surprise, starting to retreat slightly, a sense of unease growing in his heart.

The scroll flew out of Nuan Nuan's hands, hovering in mid-air, and slowly unfolded on its own.

At that moment, an overwhelmingly vast aura burst forth from the scroll, rushing toward the sky, almost breaking through the clouds.

When the scroll was fully unfolded, a milky white light beam shot up from it, illuminating the entire forest.

Crack!

The great array set up by Tianmadao Ren, like paper, was directly shattered. In the forest, almost all the mountain spirits and demons trembled in their hearts and souls, bowing and kneeling in reverence toward the direction of the light beam.

Tianmadao Ren's face turned pale, his teeth chattering, "Immortal, immortal, immortal... immortal?!"

His body kept retreating, a overwhelming fear enveloping him, making his scalp tingle and his liver and gallbladder almost burst.

In the white light beam, there was clearly an old man with white beard and hair, wearing a flowing robe. Although he had no face, an indescribable aura emanated from him, not stern but lofty!

This feeling was like a two-dimensional world encountering a three-dimensional world, a different level of life, inspiring deep reverence.

"The manifestation of Dao essence, it's the manifestation of Dao essence!"

Luo Huang's pupils dilated to the maximum, holding his breath, his blood no longer flowing.

His entire body was covered in goosebumps, staring at the light beam, his mind completely losing the ability to think.

This is the manifestation of Dao essence!

A realm that only exists in legends.

A thought can make it real, a word can be law, a stroke can write the annals of history, a painting can set the sun and moon!

The Dao essence of this scroll actually manifested an immortal?

Too terrifying, too unbelievable!

"How can this be? How is this possible?!" Tianmadao Ren's face twisted in fear, disbelief in his voice, "How can such an existence exist in the world? It's a lie, it must be fake!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood and turned into a blood light, fleeing at full speed.

At the same time, he still didn't feel safe, almost exploding everything he could use, even the spiritual energy in his body burning rapidly, just to escape quickly.

He was completely terrified, not daring to look back.

The immortal still stood in place, seemingly looking into the distance. In the void, a low sigh echoed.

His hand slowly lifted.

The already fleeing Tianmadao Ren, as if time had reversed, reappeared in the field of vision, flying backward toward this direction.

He was still accelerating in his escape, but was restricted by some rule, making his body fly straight toward the immortal's hand.

"No, spare me, spare me." Tianmadao Ren's face was full of despair and fear, begging in the void, "Great one, I was wrong, I am willing to be a slave, spare me!"

However, it was all in vain.

He had already flown to the immortal's face.

The immortal's hand gently landed on his head.

There was no overwhelming momentum, no vast spiritual energy, not even a sound.

Tianmadao Ren's voice abruptly stopped, and his body became motionless.

A breeze blew, and his body turned into dust, carried away by the wind, leaving only a closed yuan ying floating in the air.

Luo Huang and the others watched with their mouths open in an "O" shape, feeling a chill in their hearts, not daring to breathe heavily.

Tianmadao Ren's three disciples were even more terrified, collapsing on the ground, their minds numb, their scalps almost splitting.

The immortal casually waved his hand, and the yuan ying immediately hovered above Nuan Nuan's head. Then, his hand touched her head again.

The immortal's touch, the hair tied for eternal life!

The yuan ying, as if melting, directly merged into Nuan Nuan's body.

Nuan Nuan watched curiously, but gradually, she felt her eyelids becoming heavier, her body warm, as if enveloped by a milky white glow, and then she fell into a deep sleep.

The light beam then dissipated, the scroll slowly closed, and with a "plop" landed beside Nuan Nuan.

The ethereal aura also vanished, the world falling back into darkness, as if everything that just happened was just a dream.

Luo Shiru swallowed hard, looking at Luo Huang and said, "Father... Father."

"Say no more!" Luo Huang said solemnly, "Just maintain a reverent heart."

He looked at the remaining three disciples of Tianmadao Ren, a cold light flashing in his eyes. The bowl in his hand emitted a red light, and a flame dragon shot out, instantly swallowing the three.

"Phew—"

Zhong Xiu slowly stood up, taking a long breath, his eyes filled with endless complexity. Tonight was truly full of twists and turns, especially the last scene, which would be unforgettable for a lifetime.

To be able to manifest an immortal through Dao essence, what a terrifying realm that great one must have!

"Follow me."

Luo Huang said solemnly, then led the way toward Nuan Nuan and the scroll.

Stopping half a meter away, he bowed respectfully to the scroll, sincerely saying, "I apologize for the intrusion."

Then, he carefully picked up the scroll with both hands and carefully put it away.

"Shiru, carry Nuan Nuan, let's hurry back."

Luo Shiru nodded, picked up Nuan Nuan, and the three instantly turned into a遁light, heading toward Ganlong Immortal Dynasty.

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