Destructive Energy Gathers in Daoist Lord Wanfa's Hand; Clenching His Fist, He Smashes His Own Head to Pieces

Those at the Tribulation Transcendence stage possessed the ability to heal themselves, but this destructive energy inherently countered self-healing. Unless one restored oneself with the power of a rudimentary Dao fruit, natural recovery was utterly impossible! Yet contrary to Daoist Lord Wanfa's expectations, Daoist Lord Hanhai's head did not explode as anticipated. It was as though he had never been afflicted by the Live and Die Together curse at all. Daoist Lord Hanhai chuckled, offering no explanation. "Fairy, what's going on here?" Lu Yang was baffled. "A rather clever trick. He indeed suffered damage, but the moment he was injured, he used spatial power to lock his head in place. It's like smashing a watermelon to pieces and then gluing it back together. That way, there's practically no difference between being injured and uninjured." Lu Yang was filled with admiration. He had never imagined a rudimentary Spatial Dao fruit could be used like this. No wonder Eldest Senior Sister said Patriarch Hanhai could handle Daoist Lord Wanfa. Amidst the fierce battle in the bamboo grove, none of the combatants noticed a figure silently sneaking into the Dao Seeking Sect. In truth, both Immortal Fairy and Lu Yang had noticed, but they didn't bother to intervene. Because that shadowy figure was heading toward Tianmen Peak. …… "The Dao Seeking Sect truly isn't easy to deal with. Even the lord has been drawn into a bitter struggle," the figure muttered softly. He was one of Daoist Lord Wanfa's trusted confidants, tasked with infiltrating the Dao Seeking Sect to locate Emperor Yu's treasure. This had originally been a contingency plan. After all, no one had expected that the Dao Seeking Sect's foundation would drag the Great Yu Alliance into such a grueling battle. Fortunately, Daoist Lord Wanfa had devised strategies beforehand and prepared a backup plan. Should the two sides reach a stalemate, someone would be dispatched to seize Emperor Yu's treasure while the Dao Seeking Sect's interior was vacant. As long as he found the immortal artifact left behind by Emperor Yu, they could turn the tide! He was a cultivator from the middle period of Great Yu, a once-renowned figure at the Tribulation Transcendence stage who bore the title Venerable Huangquan. He had once submerged several major cities beneath the Yellow Springs, taking delight in the wails of all living beings. The legends of the Nine Nether Cult contained records regarding the "Yellow Springs," stating that after all living beings died, their souls had to be cleansed in the Yellow Springs before entering the Nine Nether world. The Yellow Springs mentioned there originated from Venerable Huangquan's deeds. Venerable Huangquan was born with an innate talent for treasure-hunting, even sharper than that of the Demon Domain's treasure-hunting rats. The moment he entered the Dao Seeking Sect, he sensed the aura of treasures. The sheer richness of the treasure aura was something he had never encountered in his entire life. "It's definitely Emperor Yu's treasure!" Suppressing his excitement, Venerable Huangquan crept along, following the aura. "This is the mountain. According to our intelligence, it's called Tianmen Peak. It seems the Dao Seeking Sect's treasury is located right here. "Dao Seeking Sect, you had this coming! You were clearly a power belonging to our Great Yu, yet you defected to Great Xia. Today's destruction is heavenly justice, retribution without fail!" When he climbed halfway up the mountain, he happened to cross paths with a puppet carrying a hoe. Because Lu Yang frequently practiced his swordsmanship on the mountain, the trees on Tianmen Peak had suffered severe damage, leaving the puppet no choice but to shoulder the monumental task of planting trees. The puppet glanced at Venerable Huangquan, came to a halt, and blocked his path. "Get lost!" Venerable Huangquan snapped impatiently, swatting a palm toward it. In his eyes, it was merely a piece-of-junk puppet, utterly insignificant. *Clang!* Venerable Huangquan struck the puppet with a crisp ringing sound, but the puppet did not budge in the slightest. Utter disbelief written across his face, Venerable Huangquan cried out in shock, "A Tribulation Transcendence puppet?!" The puppet looked down at Venerable Huangquan's iron hand, then slowly raised its hoe.