Why Are You Everywhere

In the darkness, she couldn't see Gu Yang's face clearly at all. She could only feel the scalding large hand on her waist, transmitting a domineering force of absolute control through the coarse fabric.

Her heartbeat instantly surged to its limit.

Her disciple was less than three steps ahead!

As long as Wan Yin turned her head, she would be able to clearly see her aloof and high-and-mighty master, currently clinging to the young master's embrace like a boneless kitten in this faint fluorescence!

The extreme shame, mixed with the bursts of numbness coming from the Pure Yin Dao Seed in her dantian, caused Zhao Yuelian's mind to completely crash.

"I... I..."

She bit her lower lip tightly, not daring to break free at all, and even her breathing became extremely cautious.

Cold sweat slid down her pale cheeks and dripped onto Gu Yang's gray lapel.

Not only did she not push Gu Yang away, but as if afraid of falling, she extremely covertly leaned her stiff, water-snake-like waist even more weakly into the palm of that large hand.

Gu Yang did not let go. Half-embracing and half-holding this stiff Core Formation grand cultivator, he walked toward the depths of the underground palace as if taking a leisurely stroll.

On his retina, a pale blue light screen began to refresh wildly like a waterfall.

[Daily Intelligence Refreshed!]

[Purple Intelligence: The sole heir of the Blood River Sect, Mo Bufan, under the guidance of the remnant soul of a Demon Venerable, has infiltrated the underground palace of Holy Heaven City. He is using a concealment artifact to rapidly sneak toward the third level of the underground palace.

His target is the ancient relic 'Withered Glory Blood Heart' suppressed beneath the formation core on the third level.

The Ten Thousand Woods Everspring Array of Holy Heaven City has been running for a hundred years. The vital blood, flesh, and extreme resentment of those bottom-tier rogue cultivators who were sacrificed alive before their deaths were not entirely absorbed by the demonic vines.

The most filthy and purest part of it was repelled by the grand array beneath the third level's formation core, condensing over time into a "Withered Glory Blood Heart" that beats like a living creature.

To him, this heart is a greater tonic than any heavenly treasure, enough to forcefully elevate him by a minor realm, and even allow him to plant a hidden stake in his divine soul to prepare for a future counter-kill and devour the grandpa in his ring. Click to view coordinates]

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[White Intelligence: Dao One Sect's Dao Child Ye Chen, along with his Dao Protector, the blind sword attendant Bai Zhi (Early Golden Core), has arrived at the underground palace.

Wearing a coarse grayish-white linen sword robe, her eyes are tightly blindfolded by a white silk ribbon soaked in dark red dried blood.

In her arms, she holds a broad-bladed heavy sword covered in cracks.

She was originally a prodigy of some declining sword sect. After Ye Chen secretly plotted the extermination of her sect, he saved her in the posture of a savior. Not long ago, she formed her Golden Core, and in order to block a poisoned needle for Ye Chen, both her eyes were destroyed.

Standing behind her, Ye Chen, dressed in white surpassing snow, looks at her with eyes as if looking at a whetstone that is being worn down. Click to view coordinates]

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[Green Intelligence: The third level of the underground palace is equipped with the ancient absolute kill mechanism 'Weeping Blood Puppet Array'. Hundreds of eerie green eternal lamps hang from the hall's dome, projecting the shadows of intruders deeply onto the obsidian floor tiles.

The array does not harm the physical body. Once triggered, invisible 'Weeping Blood Soul Nails' will pierce out from underground to firmly nail the shadows.

With the shadow fixed, the cultivator's physical body will instantly become paralyzed, and their divine soul will be forcefully extracted by the blood threads within the eternal lamps, reducing them to an empty shell puppet.

There is only one way to break this array: One must use fire magic to transform into a miniature sun with no blind spots within the hall. Under the extreme intense light, all things cast no shadows, and the soul nails will become rootless wood, while the eerie green yin fire will also be instantly vaporized and erased. Click to view coordinates]

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Looking at the words on the light screen, a trace of mockery flashed through Gu Yang's deep black eyes.

What a coincidence.

Interesting.

A Blood River heir carrying a Demon Venerable grandpa.

A hypocrite full of righteousness and morality who relies on women to clear traps.

These two vicious dogs that eat people without spitting out the bones have actually gathered in the underground palace at this time.

It just so happens that there are some traps in the underground palace that need to be broken.

Then you two can both be the meat shields for clearing traps.

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The darkness in the depths of the underground palace was so viscous that it seemed capable of drawing silk.

The air was filled with a strong smell of rust and the foul stench of aged rotting flesh.

Gu Yang brought Su Wanyin and Zhao Yuelian, moving silently along the blind spot at the very top of the corridor.

His large hand with rough calluses was still tightly wrapped around Zhao Yuelian's waist.

Under the grayish, shoddy dharma robe, Fairy Lingshuang's breathtakingly plump figure was currently taut like a fully drawn bow.

Even through the fabric, Gu Yang could clearly feel the layer of fine cold sweat exuding from her skin.

Zhao Yuelian's breathing was suppressed to the extreme.

Her warm, rapid breath hit Gu Yang's cold neck irregularly.

She didn't dare to move an inch.

Less than ten rods below was the intricate mechanism passage of the underground palace.

As long as a single trace of spiritual energy fluctuation leaked out, not only would it alert the prey ahead, but it would also cause her to completely lose face in front of her disciple Su Wanyin.

Extreme darkness and fear infinitely magnified her sense of touch.

Every time Gu Yang casually stroked her tense waist, it would trigger a shudder from the Pure Yin Dao Seed within her body.

She could only, like a drowning person, attach her soft and boneless body even more thoroughly to this man's chest.

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The second level of the underground palace, the Poisonous Swamp Labyrinth.

A very faint dark red blood mist was wriggling rapidly close to the white bones covering the ground.

"Sizzle..."

Pale green bubbles emerging from the poisonous swamp burst, and terrifyingly corrosive poisonous water splashed onto the blood mist, emitting a teeth-aching burning sound.

Mo Bufan revealed his figure, landing on a relatively shriveled giant demonic beast skull.

The hem of his washed-out pale green cloth garment had already been corroded into tatters by the poisonous water.

Those pure white blood-pupils were filled with sinister ruthlessness and brutality.

"Old man, the poison aura in this damned place is too heavy. My Asura Blood Aura Cover is almost melted through."

Mo Bufan stared intently at the bottomless passage ahead, communicating through gritted teeth in his sea of consciousness.

"Keep your composure."

The Blood River Demon Venerable's aged voice revealed a trace of greed.

"Below is the third level. As long as you get that Withered Glory Blood Heart, your Asura Blood Aura Body will reach major completion. When that time comes, who among the younger generation of the Eastern Region could withstand a single exchange with you?"

Mo Bufan licked his chapped lips, a cruel sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Wait until my Blood Aura Body reaches major completion..."

He tightly gripped the bloodthirsty bone sword on his back, his knuckles turning pale from the force. "The first thing I'll do is drag out that bastard named Li Feiyu! I'll pull out his tendons and skin him alive!"

Thinking of that bastard who repeatedly schemed against him in secret realms, snatched his opportunities, and even pinned the blame on him, Mo Bufan hated him so much that his teeth itched.

"I will drain all the blood from his body drop by drop to nourish my bone sword!"

Mo Bufan took a deep breath, transformed into blood mist again, and plunged headlong into the entrance leading to the third level.

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