Chapter 804: Tiger's Mouth Snatch Food

Venerable Xiaoyao finally reacted, his eyes widening in shock.

"Zeyun!!!"

He couldn't believe it. His most accomplished disciple had just died!

His enormous roar generated a powerful shockwave. It sent Jiang Fan, who was still in mid-air, stumbling, and the Dustless Talisman on him was shattered by the impact. His figure instantly became visible!

Before Venerable Xiaoyao could react, Jiang Fan decisively retrieved the seed, and at the same time, pulled out the spatial storage artifact containing grave soil from him. Then, without a second thought, he fled.

"Ah! You little beast!"

"How dare you kill my disciple!"

Venerable Xiaoyao roared in fury, successively launching the broken spiritual artifacts in his hands to momentarily block the Hellish Beasts. Then, with a face full of murderous intent, he chased after Jiang Fan.

As he passed the opening, he suddenly paused, and with a raised hand, unleashed a stream of fire, clearing the area in front of and behind the opening. Anything ambushing in this spot would be destroyed. What couldn't be destroyed would also be exposed.

Far away, Wu Manyue and Ren Guhong, hugging the wall, were secretly astonished. It was exactly as Jiang Fan had predicted. For these highly vigilant individuals, any place they thought suitable for an ambush, the enemy would also be wary of. Even though Venerable Xiaoyao was in extreme rage at that moment, he still maintained sufficient vigilance. He wasn't easily fooled.

Jiang Fan turned his head to look, and his heart turned cold. He had two previous records of killing Nascent Soul cultivators. One was Venerable Qinghe, who was severely wounded and near death. The other was tricking Yan Daoan into drinking Soul-Numbing Poison. He had never directly confronted a Nascent Soul expert before. Now, being chased by one, it would be a lie to say he wasn't nervous. But since he had already made his move, what was there to hesitate about?

As he ran forward, he caught up with two disciples who were fleeing in panic. Without thinking, he raised his sword and struck, directly severing the first one's neck, then collected it. The other one reacted and frantically dodged aside. But the air behind him twisted as Ren Guhong suddenly launched a fatal attack, punching through the opponent's heart. Then he quickly chopped off the head and took it.

"Finally, I get to snag a kill!" Ren Guhong burst out laughing. All this time, he had been watching Jiang Fan and Wu Manyue, two cunning individuals, snatching up kills. He had just been standing by, watching helplessly. It had really frustrated him.

Wu Manyue clicked her tongue and said, "You two really have a death wish. Right in front of the Venerable, and you're still killing his disciples? Hurry and run."

But while she was urging others to run, her own eyes suddenly gleamed with a cold light. She unexpectedly launched a hidden weapon, decapitating a disciple not far away.

Ren Guhong rolled his eyes. "Ha! You tell us to run, but you're snatching kills? To get the treasures we have, you're simply insane!"

A vein throbbed on Jiang Fan's forehead. He was drawing Venerable Xiaoyao's fire, but these two scoundrels were taking advantage to snatch kills.

"You two go ahead and snatch them. I'm running first!"

He swiftly rushed into the tunnel; just as he got through, a powerful cold light shot towards him. Looking up, he saw a disciple who had discovered Jiang Fan slaughtering his fellow sect members. Hiding in a dark corner of the tunnel, he had seized the opportunity to unleash an attack no weaker than that of a peak Core Formation Ninth-Level cultivator.

*Thud—*

Even with his chain mail armor, the sudden attack made his throat taste sweet with blood.

"Soul Shock Stab!"

The opponent, seeing his attack fail, tried to run, but Jiang Fan decisively used the Soul Shock Stab, causing him to tremble. Immediately after, the Yin Marrow Tiger Talisman was activated. A dark cloud enveloped him. By the time he awoke, his Golden Core was already invaded by Yin energy, becoming sluggish and unable to circulate.

Venerable Xiaoyao, who saw this scene from afar, urgently shouted, "Quickly use your life-saving artifact!"

In fact, before he could remind him, that disciple had already sensed something was wrong. He hastily pulled out a spatial scroll. Jiang Fan had learned his lesson from Kang Lin once; how could he give him another chance to use a life-saving scroll?

Seeing that the two were not far apart, only three or four *zhang* apart, Jiang Fan decisively pulled a five to six *zhang* long bludgeon from his spatial storage artifact. Without thinking, he smashed it down fiercely. By the time the opponent realized, his head was already shrouded in darkness. Immediately after, his mind pulsed with pain, and his consciousness dimmed. And then another blow. Even a man of iron couldn't withstand it, let alone a mortal body of flesh and blood? He fainted on the spot. While he was still falling, Jiang Fan drew his sword and struck, decisively severing his head and collecting it.

"Ah! You beast!"

Venerable Xiaoyao's eyes were bloodshot with rage. He unleashed devastating streams of fire, blasting towards the tunnel. But in a flash of thought, he timely retracted his attack, directing it elsewhere. If the tunnel collapsed, he himself would also die here!

However, redirecting the attack elsewhere meant trouble for Ren Guhong and Wu Manyue. Although they were only grazed, both of them were instantly scorched, their clothes were burnt to rags, and their skin was scalded red all over. They looked like roasted suckling pigs, dark red from the heat.

They gasped in pain! The two screamed in pain; how could they dare to linger any longer? They bolted into the tunnel and ran upwards.

Venerable Xiaoyao's murderous intent soared to the sky. "All three of you must die!"

*Boom—*

He leaped forward, chasing after them at an incredibly fast speed.

Jiang Fan turned his head and said coldly, "How about you die first!"

"Detonate!"

*Buzz—*

Venerable Xiaoyao, who had reached the center, suddenly trembled uncontrollably. Immediately after, a circle of clear light, seventy to eighty *zhang* in diameter, actually rose from beneath his feet. Extremely complex inscriptions connected to each other on the ground, forming dazzling chains that wove into a prison. Like a caged bird, he was trapped within it.

"Formation?"

"You set an ambush?"

Venerable Xiaoyao was somewhat disbelieving. He hadn't expected that in such an open area, there would actually be a trap.

"A mere little formation, and you think that's enough to trap me?" Angrily, he unleashed two streams of fire, blasting towards the formation before him. But the chains were exceptionally sturdy; after a brief tremor, they returned to their original state.

"What?"

"Which of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches formations is this? It can actually imprison a Nascent Soul expert like me?"

But he had no time to ponder. From the opening behind him, dull footsteps surged forward. The Hellish Beasts. They were here! And he was sealed here, unable to escape!

Venerable Xiaoyao was utterly terrified and shouted, "Boy, quickly release the formation!"

Jiang Fan gave him a cold glance. "Don't you people enjoy impersonating Hellish Beasts and committing massacres? Then let you and the real Hellish Beasts have a close encounter and get to know each other better." Having said that, he immediately headed upwards.

Venerable Xiaoyao was terrified and hastily said, "Young man, don't leave! Release this formation, and I will grant you great fortune."

Jiang Fan scoffed. He rushed upwards without looking back. Along the way, seeing any lagging disciples of the Divine Movement Sect, he immediately started a massacre. Coupled with Ren Guhong and Wu Manyue, those two kill-snatching scoundrels, for a time, screams echoed continuously throughout the tunnel.

Venerable Xiaoyao's eyes were bloodshot with rage. "You three little beasts! I will grind your bones to dust!!!"

He never dreamed that his own people wouldn't fall to the Hellish Beasts, but would instead be ruined by three treacherous juniors!

However, as a cold, eerie voice emanated from the Hellish Beast's mouth, Venerable Xiaoyao felt as if he had plunged into an ice cellar.

"Oh? You were impersonating me?" The Hellish Beast approached, with a hint of amusement on its fierce face. It could actually speak human words! Furthermore, if Jiang Fan had been there, he would definitely have recognized it.

It was actually Yan Daoan's voice!