CHAPTER 439: 【167】DESCEND TO GREAT DAO HEAVEN, TAIPING FIVE VIEWS ASSEMBLY! _7

Facing Wang Longhu, she didn’t dare to be so reckless.

First, because Wang Longhu was someone highly valued by Chen Zeye, and second, she had personally witnessed Wang Longhu’s strength.

This person was simply not someone she could handle; forcing her anger would only lead to an embarrassing outcome.

Moreover, just moments ago, facing the spiritual attacks of the two Mages, the black-hearted and black-livered ones, she vomited in such a sorry state.

Yet Wang Longhu was unaffected, enough to show the gap between them, which was extraordinarily vast, like a chasm.

Relying on the Sixth Sense’s intuition, Wang Longhu did not wander aimlessly within the Great Furnace Observation, but directly headed towards a grand hall.

Mysteriously, he had a hunch that the person he was looking for was in that direction.

This was the intuition of the Sixth Sense.

Mage Xuan He and Mage Black Spleen sat in the grand hall, feeling very uneasy.

Both were focused on spiritual practices and could clearly sense that something was not right at this moment.

It seemed some danger was quietly approaching, Taiping Spiritual School had been on this land for decades.

No one had ever dared to challenge the authority of Taiping Spiritual School, so as time went on, Mage Xuan He no longer let any bodyguards reside inside the Great Furnace Observation.

At this moment, the hall only contained his disciples and some Taoist children and maids responsible for daily tasks, providing no protection whatsoever.

Should the intruder discover them, Mage Xuan He himself lacked confidence.

Because those on the path of spiritual cultivation no longer trained their physique, if truly faced with a formidable enemy, only death awaited.

For someone at Mage Xuan He’s status, how unwilling he was to easily embrace death.

"Immortal, I have not yet become an immortal, Divine Master, you must save me." Mage Xuan He, sitting on a mat, anxiously glanced outside the grand hall.

But at this moment, two unfamiliar figures suddenly appeared outside the grand hall, entering his view momentarily.

When he saw the figure at the forefront, Mage Xuan He’s pupils instantly dilated, he was left stunned, somewhat unbelievably frightened.

What did he see?

Lu Lei, the enemy, after going through the blood sacrifice at the Five Viscera Temple, was still alive now?

How could this be!

Mage Xuan He’s heart was like it was being submerged by giant waves, unable to calm down.

He was extremely confident in his Blood Sacrifice of the Five Viscera Temple, in the world, at most 20 people could defend against it.

All are protected beside the supreme leaders of various nations, how could it be possible for Wang Longhu, an ordinary person, to evade ’its’ pursuit.

Or rather, Wang Longhu didn’t evade, but eliminated ’it’.

If that were the case, it would indicate Wang Longhu as the special 21st person out of those 20.

Mage Xuan He’s body began to tremble uncontrollably, if Wang Longhu could even deal with ’it’, then how would he cope with Wang Longhu?

It’s over, this time it’s completely over.

Upon seeing Mage Xuan He, although not recognizing the fellow, Wang Longhu could clearly assert that Mage Xuan He was this old man.

He smiled while walking into the grand hall, strolling with his hands behind his back.

Every step seemed to tread upon Mage Xuan He’s heart, making him afraid to move.

Wang Longhu’s oppressive force was extraordinarily strong, putting one under pressure that felt like impending death.

"Mage Xuan He, is it? This is our first meeting." Wang Longhu looked at Mage Xuan He and casually swung his thumb.

A sword of energy shot from his fingertip into Mage Black Spleen’s heart.

"No!"

Mage Xuan He was greatly shocked, but could only watch helplessly as his disciple collapsed to the ground, slowly losing breath.

Casually taking a life, with ease, this was Wang Longhu’s power.

The pinnacle of humanity.

"Is the Taiping Divine Master in Singapore? I need you to do me a favor, call him here; for Taiping Spiritual School’s top figure, I’ve long admired greatly."

Wang Longhu, as if crushing an ant, continued speaking to Mage Xuan He.

No consent, immediate death.