I risked my life, using the butterfly effect to shatter the immortal realm.

The night wind blew into the backyard of the Wang family mansion.

It has a musty, rusty smell.

"Master Taoist, please save my son!"

Master Wang's knees buckled, and he collapsed onto the bluestone slab.

That once prosperous face was now contorted with distorted features, resembling a crumpled piece of toilet paper.

In the courtyard, Yu Liang stood beside the ancient well.

The stolen Taoist robe was ridiculously large, hanging on his thin body, looking like an empty, soul-summoning banner.

The peach wood sword in his hand was covered in cracks, and the tip of the sword was still trembling slightly, pointing directly at the dark well opening.

"Sir, be careful what you say."

Yu Liang turned around abruptly, his voice rising, carrying an undeniable coldness.

"Your son's illness is beyond the help of medicine; this is... a terrible debt!"

Master Wang shuddered.

Yu Liang narrowed his eyes, his charlatan aura fully unleashed, and pointed at the well opening, shouting fiercely:

"In his past life, he made a vow to the 'Koi Fairy' by the well for three lifetimes."

"Now that the fairy has waited a thousand years to find him, he wants to marry a mortal woman instead."

"This is treachery!"

"His resentment has consumed his soul, and he wants to drag him down to the underwater palace to complete the marriage."

"If this ill-fated relationship is not severed today, not only your son, but the fortune of your Wang family for three generations will be completely drained by this well!"

in the corner.

Su Xiu carried a basket of dry, hard steamed buns as an "offering".

Her toes gripped the ground tightly.

They wished they could carve out a large three-courtyard mansion on the spot.

Shameless.

That's utterly shameless.

That damn liar, he doesn't even bother to write a draft when he lies.

A lucky koi fairy? What else could be in this well besides dead rats?

Yu Liang turned his face to the side.

He winked at her with his left eye.

Exaggerated lip movements: Professional team, stay calm.

Su Xiu turned her head to the side.

Her cheeks puffed up like steamed buns.

……

Outside the town, atop a desolate mountain.

The altar has been completed.

The night wind howled, fluttering the robes of Master Huanglong.

"Master, the compass has moved."

The Qingzhou assassin behind him spoke in a low voice.

Master Huanglong closed his eyes slightly.

His divine sense, like mercury spilling onto the ground, enveloped the entire town of Wangxiang.

The compass needle swung wildly, stubbornly fixed on the direction of the Wang family mansion.

There.

A chilling aura, thick with the stench of blood, curses, and chaos, filled the air.

That was a campfire in the darkness.

It is carrion in the eyes of vultures.

"snort."

Master Huanglong sneered, not even lifting his eyelids.

"A trivial skill."

"Using the tainted blood of mortals to create an array, in an attempt to conceal heavenly secrets?"

"madness."

He raised his hand.

Spiritual energy flowed from his fingertips, revealing his murderous intent.

"Your Highness wants them alive."

"I will then bestow upon him a 'Thunder of Delusion'."

"Under the might of thunder, evil spirits will surely reveal their true forms."

"At that time, he will definitely resist in order to protect himself, and that will be the best time for you to arrest him."

The assassin clasped his hands in a fist salute: "Your Excellency is truly wise!"

……

The second floor of the teahouse.

The tea has gone cold.

Ling Qingxuan sat by the window, his gaze piercing through the night.

The figure of that shaman was comical and laughable.

"Playing tricks."

She tapped her fingertips lightly on the table.

Sudden.

The movement paused.

Above the sky, spiritual energy gathered violently.

That's no ordinary person's method.

Ling Qingxuan's pupils contracted to pinpoints.

"Is he setting off lightning?"

"No."

"He's luring another monk into making a move!"

She instantly saw through the madman's intentions.

He's borrowing a knife.

Moreover, it was as if the knife itself was slashing at a pre-dug trap.

……

The Wang family's backyard.

The performance has reached its climax.

The courtyard was filled with shimmering water basins.

It is called "Water Mirror" but is actually just for decoration.

Yu Liang walked around the ancient well, his footsteps causing the Big Dipper to tremble.

He was chanting his own self-invented, nonsensical incantations.

Everyone's attention was drawn to him.

Except for the right hand hidden in the sleeve.

On the mountaintop.

The Yellow Dragon Immortal's Dharma Seal has been completed.

"Heavenly thunder descends, vanquishing evil and shattering falsehood!"

The truth was spoken.

The night sky suddenly changed color.

Dark clouds rolled in, and silver snakes danced wildly.

The dull rumble of thunder weighed heavily on everyone's hearts.

The people of Wangxiang Township hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.

"The gods have appeared!"

Looking at Yu Liang, Master Wang was overcome with tears and kowtowed repeatedly.

That's a true master!

Even the heavens came to help!

Yu Liang stood with his hands behind his back.

With his chin slightly raised, he exuded an air of nonchalant superiority.

But in my mind, I was counting down the seconds.

three.

two.

One.

His gaze swept almost imperceptibly toward the dark alley outside the courtyard wall.

Right now.

In the sleeve.

Gently pinch the pads of your thumb and forefinger together.

Those are lines invisible to mortals.

It's a web that even immortals and gods couldn't foresee.

The price has been paid.

Excruciating pain? No, it was a "disappearance" that was far more terrifying than pain.

The flesh and blood of his right arm instantly turned into nothingness.

The stark white bones were exposed to the air, their transparent veins as fragile as ice sculptures.

It is as if the world has taken a file and scraped away a layer of "existence" into nothingness.

The soul trembled.

But he remained unfazed.

There was even a smile playing on his lips.

The entrance to the alley.

The butcher's daughter, who was as strong as an ox, was holding an empty soy sauce bottle and cursing.

"That old hag, she had to come here at this crucial moment..."

feet.

A pebble lay there quietly.

That's because.

"Ouch!"

Her foot slipped, and she fell forward.

Waist.

That greasy, heavy string of pig intestines, which was to be braised the next morning.

It was thrown off by force.

It flew out.

It drew a breathtaking parabola in the air.

Climb over the high wall.

They headed straight for the Wang family's backyard.

at the same time.

A bolt of purple lightning, as thick as a water bucket, tore through the night!

Carrying the majestic power of heaven.

With the confidence of Master Huanglong.

It accurately struck the "source of evil" locked onto by the compass.

midair.

The supremely powerful and yang divine thunder.

Along with that string of smelly, greasy pig intestines.

We met as expected.

boom--!!!

The lightning engulfed everything.

There were no eerie screams as I had imagined.

The only sound was the sizzling sound of the oil instantly vaporizing and bursting.

The aroma of roasting fills the air.

It even masked the smell of ozone.

The massive shockwave blew half of the roof off.

Tiles and rubble poured down like a torrential downpour.

That divine lightning bolt was powerful enough to severely injure a Golden Core cultivator.

that's it.

It was prematurely detonated in mid-air by a string of pig intestines.

Dead silence.

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the several pieces of charred sausage casings falling from mid-air, their minds blank.

This is... a magical artifact?

in the bedroom.

Wang Baochai, who was pretending to be dead, was jolted off the bed by the loud noise.

A tile fell at my feet.

He was so scared he peed his pants.

I really peed.

Thinking the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing, he didn't even bother to pretend to be sick.

Barefoot, she rushed into the backyard, grabbed Master Wang's leg, and cried her heart out.

"Father! I was wrong!"

"I'll marry her! I'll marry her!"

"Please don't let lightning strike me! I'll never do it again!"

Master Wang looked at the ancient well, which was completely undamaged.

Look at my son, crying and begging to get married.

Then look at that "master" with flowing robes and a calm expression, as if he had just casually swatted away a fly.

puff.

He knelt down.

Five-body cast.

"A living god!"

"You are like a second parent to my Wang family!"

……

Master Huanglong swayed violently and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The compass on the altar let out a mournful cry, and its light dimmed instantly.

"Real person!" The Qingzhou assassin beside him was shocked and quickly helped him up.

Master Huanglong seemed not to hear him and shoved the assassin aside.

He stared intently at the unscathed courtyard below the mountain, his eyes initially filled with extreme horror, which was then replaced by an almost manic greed.

He raised his trembling hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and whispered nervously:

"Pig offal... mortal pig offal... actually broke my Purple Heaven Divine Thunder..."

It is not magic.

There was no fluctuation of spiritual energy.

Those are... the rules!

"This is the 'Tao'! It's the key to a higher realm!"

Master Huanglong suddenly turned around, his eyes flashing with a wolf-like green light, and roared fiercely at the assassins beside him:

"He must be completely exhausted! This is his weakest moment!"

"Form ranks! Ignore the prince's orders!"

"I want him alive, at all costs! I want to crack open his brain and see what's inside!"