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“Black Mountain, stop standing there dumbfounded. What are you looking at? Come over here and join me in killing!”

Feng Qing’an admired Youyou, whose physique and strength had gone to the next level. His gaze then turned to Black Mountain, who was staring in envy.

Despite his outward appearance, Feng Qing’an felt a hint of regret about Black Mountain. After all, in terms of potential alone, Black Mountain wasn’t much weaker than the current Youyou.

However, from a racial perspective, Black Mountain was nothing special. The phoenix lineage was enough to trump everything else.

Awoooo—

At Feng Qing’an’s call, Black Mountain let out a howl and then watched as its owner took out a golden rope.

“Sniff this!”

Feng Qing’an held out the only Immortal Weapon not belonging to him in front of Black Mountain.

The owner of this Immortal Weapon was Tao Baibai of the Three Saints Village, a good friend with Hua Qingyu of the Star Lodging Sect. However, Feng Qing’an wasn’t going to pay any attention to this relationship at the moment.

Whoo~

With a quick sniff, Black Mountain lifted its head and whimpered at Feng Qing’an, who then released his grip on the Binding Immortal Rope.

The thin rope, emitting a bright yellow immortal light, coiled like a snake in front of Feng Qing’an,

“Lead me to your master, and once we find him, you can follow me!”

Feng Qing’an smiled warmly, and the spirit-filled Binding Immortal Rope, not knowing whether it understood or not, actually lifted one end like a snake. Then it swung left and right, as if weighing something.

“Your loyalty is commendable, but have you forgotten how you ended up in my hands?”

Feng Qing’an’s voice was filled with allure.

Hence, the golden rope was no longer hesitant, it transformed into a flash of golden light and shot towards the distance.

“Let’s go, follow it!”

Feng Qing’an hoisted Black Mountain onto Youyou’s back, and followed the trace of the Binding Immortal Rope. As expected, he saw a familiar figure with a cold demeanor.

The true disciple of the Ice Emperor Palace, Su Qingying!

“Life is full of surprises, Qingying, we really are fated. We meet again so soon!”

Feng Qing’an’s gaze passed over the pallid and trembling woman next to the female cultivator, Su Qingying, who had a worried frown.

“What’s going on with you two?”

Despite Feng Qing’an’s current cheerful demeanor, Su Qingying, who had seen his true facet, could sense the murderous intent beneath his smile. Next to her, the true disciple of the Three Saints Village, held the Binding Immortal Rope that had just arrived, his face filled with fear.

“Nothing much, just a slight issue that I’ll take care of right away!”

Only then did Feng Qing’an’s gaze land on the true disciple of the Three Saints Village.

“Feng Qing’an, I…”

“Don’t resist. I’m quick, it won’t hurt much!”

Feng Qing’an outstretched his hand and continued to smile. A spear made of lightning materialized in his hand.

“Feng Qing’an, what exactly is going on? Why would you want to kill Tao Baibai?”

Su Qingying’s brows were deeply furrowed. Though she did not want to intervene in this matter, nor did she want to stand before Feng Qing’an, their years of acquaintanceship compelled her to speak,

“Qingyu will be here soon. If there’s been a misunderstanding, we can wait for Qing Yu. It’s not too late to discuss then!”

“There’s no misunderstanding. He wanted to kill me, and now I’m just reciprocating. That’s all there is to it!”

Feng Qing’an raised his hand high, the lightning spear in his grip thrown out. In that instant, the world went dark, with only the bolt of lightning cast out becoming the sole existence, penetrating the trembling body of the disciple of the Three Saints Village in an instant.