on!"Among the cultivators of the Wang family, someone recognized Huai Xu and their complexion changed drastically.Everyone looked up at the figure of the old man in the sky...Soon they recognized him,...The sudden situation startled the three customers next to him, who screamed and ran out of the store as if fleeing.

Fang Yu stood up and looked at the wall in front of him that had been smashed through. He turned and walked towards the kitchen inside the shop.

As expected, he saw a corpse.

This corpse should be the true owner of this noodle shop.

Fāng Yǔ walked into the noodle shop because when he passed by the entrance, he sensed a familiar aura.

This is the same subtle energy of the formation that I sensed when we first entered Ju Xian Valley.

The noodle shop owner's body lay before them, his expression contorted, eyes bulging, skin as pale as paper.

The method of death, just like those warriors who had their blood and souls drained inside the Falling Immortal Valley.

That little boy was obviously from the Witshen sect.

The moment Fang Yu stepped into the noodle shop, he almost knew everything.

After that, he merely pretended not to know, wanting to see what this little boy was going to do to him.

Unfortunately, the little boy's attack was not at all original.

It's just about adding something to the bowl of noodles or the cup of water.

Fang Yu didn't know what kind of poison he used, but he didn't need to.

Anyway, his body has long been immune to all poisons.

Fang Yu turned around and went back into the shop, walking out through the wall that had been smashed.

Outside was a narrow alley, and the little boy lay there.

But, at this time, his appearance was no longer the same as before.

After Fang Yu's punch, his facial bones were completely shattered and caved in.

Therefore, the mask he wore was also stripped away.

He was no mere boy, but a dwarf old man, his skin wrinkled and creased.

At this point, the dwarf elder was still alive, but barely.

He lay on the ground, blood flowing constantly from his mouth and nose.

His body twitched slightly, and a whimper escaped his throat, clearly indicating immense pain.

Fang Yu walked to his front, looking down at him with an indifferent expression.

The dwarf old man could only move his eyeballs.

He looked at Fang Yu, his eyes filled with only fear.

How is that possible

He clearly added a large dose of soul-shattering powder to the bowl of noodles and thousand poisons powder to the cup of water!

All are the most venomous substances in the world!

An ordinary person would die instantly if they ingested even a tiny amount!

Ke Fangyu ate up the whole bowl of noodles and finished the cup of water.

How could they be fine after swallowing both kinds of deadly poison!

This situation is beyond his comprehension!

"If you want to kill me, can you at least be a little more creative" Fang Yu said.

The dwarf elder lay on the ground, unable to speak at all.

He stared at Fang Yu, his heart yearning for the poison to erupt at some point, causing Fang Yu to die a gruesome death.

Fang Yu took another step forward and asked, "It should be the leader's order to kill me, right"

Instead of sending people over one by one to meet their demise, I might as well go straight to their lair.

"Tell us, where is the headquarters of the Wuzhen Church"

The dwarf elder's heart skipped a beat.

Fang Yu looked at the dwarf elder, frowning slightly.

The old man's whole face was sunken in, his mouth clearly unable to open.

I overdid it with that punch.

"Forget it, I'll just do it myself." Fang Yu squatted down and extended a finger, tapping the forehead of the dwarf elder.

He wanted to perform a soul-searching ritual on the dwarf elder, seeking out his memories.

At the moment his divine sense penetrated into the dwarf elder's soul, a certain mark on the dwarf elder's soul suddenly burst forth.

In an instant, the soul of the dwarf elder dissipated.

Indeed, every soul within the Witshin Cult bears a mark.

This means that the highest authority within the Wushen sect can control the lives of all members within the sect.

Who he wanted dead could change with a single thought.

And this also helps him control everyone under his command.

Fang Yu stood up and looked down at the corpse at his feet, his expression emotionless.

"The Wuzhen Sect... I'll raze their headquarters to the ground sooner or later."

……

In the deserted outskirts of Huaibei's west, there stands a solitary building.

Its architectural style is very retro, like a church.

At the top of the church, there stood a statue of a creature with wings, a human body, and the face of a devil.

At this time, on the highest seat in the church, sat a man wearing a red robe.

This person wore a golden crown on their head and a veil over their face, revealing only their eyes.

These eyes are quite eerie. The left eye socket is completely black, with no whites. While the right eye socket is pure white, with not a trace of black.

One yin and one yang, separated on either side.

This person sat upon a seat symbolizing nobility, silently looking down at the group of people kneeling on the ground below.

There were nearly eighty people, kneeling in an orderly fashion.

Kneeling in the front row were five people dressed in black robes.

And the second and third rows were kneeling twenty men in purple robes.

Next, there were a large group of people wearing white robes and gray robes.

This is the intricate hierarchy within the Witsen religion.

Below the archbishop, layer by layer.

Everyone just knelt on the ground, not making a sound.

The entire church was eerily silent.

After a few dozen seconds, the person sitting on the high seat suddenly let out a hoarse voice.

He is dead.

Upon hearing this, a man in black robes kneeling at the front rose and said, "My Lord Bishop, this child's strength far exceeds our expectations. I advise against sending anyone else to assassinate him."

The Archbishop on his throne paused for a moment, then said, "State your thoughts."

“To kill this child, we should use a curse killing technique! This way, we can minimize our losses and thoroughly execute him!” the robed man said.

"Extermination..." The Archbishop seemed to be lost in thought.

“We can use the ultimate bloodline curse to kill this child, including everyone related to him!” The black-robed man said with a cruel tone.

"To perform a bloodline curse, you need his blood and hair. Ultimately, wouldn't this still require someone to sneak up on him close range How else would you get those items" the person beside him questioned.

"To get his blood and hair, there are many ways. It's not necessary to resort to a surprise attack." The robed man's eyes flashed with coldness as he spoke.

"If you're sure, then leave this matter to you. As long as I see Fang Yu's corpse, I will reward you with the highest honor." The archbishop said.

"Thank you, Bishop!" The cloaked man's face lit up with joy, and he bowed his head once more.

……

The whole afternoon, Fang Yu was in the room studying the Yin-Repelling Array.

He tried to combine the Yaoling Formation with the Sheiling Jue, but after calculations, he found it was almost impossible.

The principles of the Yaoling Formation and Shieling Jue are similar in theory, but it is quite difficult to truly integrate them into spells for practical use.

From absorbing true qi, to absorbing spiritual energy.

If Fang Yu were to really research and figure out this kind of sorcery, then there would be no way to counter it.

He just needs to find a place where martial artists gather, and then use the Devouring Spirit Art to absorb the spiritual energy in the dantian of all the surrounding martial artists.

Now he is only thirty-five layers away from the Qi Refining Stage.

If this could research such a large-scale Soul Devouring Art, these thirty-five layers would be nothing at all!

Thinking this way, Fang Yu's heart was filled with excitement and he became incredibly focused.

Until well past ten o'clock that night, his phone rang, pulling him out of his trance.

The call was from Li Bingyan.

"Boss, you're amazing! Seriously! You're so amazing, 750 points! My god, do you know what my reaction was when I first heard the score I threw my phone across the room..." As soon as the call connected, Li Bingyan spoke excitedly for a long time.

"What do you want" Fang Yu interrupted him and asked.

"Boss, are you still in Nandu" Li Bingyan asked.

"Hmm," Fang Yu replied.

"That's great. Tomorrow is Friday, let's take a cruise from Nandu Wharf to Kowloon Island and spend two days there together." Li Bingyan said.

"I have something to do, I don't have time to play," Fangyu said.

“Oh, boss, the college entrance exam results are out. Why are you still so busy With such good grades, shouldn't you go out and relax I invited Yu Yueyue too, she really wants to go, but only if she can come with... just treat it as taking Yu Yueyue out to play.” Li Bingyan said, “Besides, the Long Family on Jiulong Island is hosting the Dragon Breath Meeting these two days. Going there will be an eye-opener.” again, huh" Fang Yu frowned and asked in a bad mood."...that's the gist of it, I've said what needed to be said." Lǐhuǒyù replied after a moment of silence.Fang Yu had no intention of continuing to...