At this time, at the foot of Mount Tai, a middle-aged man who was seriously injured and covered in blood was desperately running towards Mount Tai in order to avoid the monks chasing behind him.
It can be seen that there is a blood hole in the abdomen of this middle-aged man, and the blood cannot stop flowing out. If this middle-aged man had not had a certain level of cultivation and forcibly suppressed the injury, he would have died long ago.
Not far behind the middle-aged man, there was a white-haired old man who looked calm and composed.
But the white-haired old man's eyes were full of murderous intent. He looked at the middle-aged man running for his life and smiled coldly, "Don't even think about escaping. I have already seriously injured you and destroyed your most important golden elixir."
"You will die after all. Why not give that treasure to me. In this way, I can let you die happily."
"Otherwise, don't blame me for slowly torturing you!"
The more the white-haired old man spoke, the crazier his expression became. He just took a step forward and immediately caught up with the middle-aged man.
There was a huge gap in cultivation between the two sides. Even if the middle-aged man was not injured, he was just a Golden Core monk, and it was impossible to defeat this white-haired old man with Nascent Soul cultivation.
"Even if I die, even if I destroy this thing, I still can't give it to you!"
The middle-aged man ran for his life frantically while shouting behind him.
In fact, he already knew that he could not escape today no matter what. The reason why he ran to the top of Mount Tai was to use the powerful spiritual energy there to forcefully destroy the jade tablet in his hand.
Rather Stick to your guns!
In this way, with the white-haired old man calmly chasing after him, the middle-aged man ran to the top of Mount Tai.
At this moment, the white-haired old man appeared in front of him, still looking disdainful.
"With this small distance, I can teleport up here. Why bother?"
"Situ Feng, if I were you, I would have handed over the jade token obediently. Maybe I would let you go."
"It won't lead to the end of the family being ruined."
The white-haired old man waved his hand and built an invisible barrier around the top of Mount Tai, completely cutting off Situ Feng's thoughts of escaping.
"Zhu Wancheng! You despicable guy, I trust you so much, but you are willing to kill my whole family for the sake of my family heirloom!"
"Even if I die, I will never let you go!"
"You will definitely have your retribution!"
Situ Feng's eyes were red and he roared at Zhu Wancheng.
He was originally a monk at the seventh level of the Golden Core stage, and he was considered to be quite powerful.
The old man in front of him named Zhu Wancheng is the patriarch of the Zhu family, the richest man in the city. He usually pretends to be kind, but in fact he is very vicious in his heart.
In order to gain Situ Feng's trust, he tricked him into joining the Zhu family and accepted him as a disciple, but the actual goal was to get the Situ family's most precious treasure, the Wanling Jade Tablet!
This jade tablet seems very ordinary, but it contains powerful spiritual power. If worn all year round, it will not only automatically attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but also speed up cultivation.
The most important thing is that this Ten Thousand Spirits Jade Tablet is the key to a treasure cave!
In order to ensure that the Wanling Jade Plate on Situ Feng was genuine, Zhu Wancheng spent a lot of time investigating.
In the past few days, it was finally confirmed that the Ten Thousand Spirits Jade Card on Situ Feng was real.
For this reason, Zhu Wancheng took action to kill people and seize the treasure.
He has a cultivation level at the third level of the Nascent Soul stage, while Situ Feng is only at the seventh level of the Golden Core stage, so the gap between their cultivation levels is too big.
He was easily defeated by Zhu Wancheng, who destroyed the golden elixir in his body and became a useless person.
Right now, it's just a desperate struggle.
"retribution?"
"My Zhu family is a big family that has been blessed by immortals. How can there be retribution?"
"My good disciple, if you had obediently presented the Wanling Jade Tablet to me, why would you have ended up like this?"
"Well, as long as you hand over the Ten Thousand Spirits Jade Tablet to me now, I will consider saving your life."
"Although I can no longer continue practicing, I can still survive."
Zhu Wancheng stood on the armrest in mid-air, his whole body exuding the terrifying aura from the Yuanying Stage monks.
If he wanted to, he could kill Situ Feng with a wave of his hand.
But we don’t know where the Wan Ling Jade Tablet is yet. We must find out its whereabouts before we can kill Situ Feng.
"brute!"
"You inhumane old immortal!"
"If you kill my wife and children, I will kill you even if I become a ghost!"
Situ Feng said and rushed towards Zhu Wancheng crazily.
"Only you?"
Zhu Wancheng smiled coldly and waved it casually, instantly setting off a powerful wave of air that flew Situ Feng away and hit the rocks nearby.
"Poof!~"
A large mouthful of blood spat out from Situ Feng's saliva. The blood hole in his abdomen could no longer control the injury, and blood sprayed out like a fountain.
Situ Feng, who was collapsed in a pool of blood, struggled to stand up and glared at Zhu Wancheng fiercely.
"Still thinking about turning into a ghost?"
"I'm telling you, after you die, I will kill your soul as well, and you will never be reincarnated again!"
"If you don't want this to happen, just hand over the Ten Thousand Spirits Jade Card as soon as possible!"
As soon as Zhu Wancheng finished speaking, he held his right hand, and the surrounding wind immediately blew up, forming countless sharp wind blades.
As long as Zhu Wancheng gives an order, Situ Feng can be killed instantly.
"I already said that I have it. Even if I die, I can't give it to you!"
As soon as Situ Feng finished speaking, he took a dark stone from his arms, squeezed it hard, and shattered the shell of the stone, revealing the flawless white jade inside. It was Zhu Wancheng who had obtained the Wanling Jade Tablet.
That powerful spiritual power fluctuation made Zhu Wancheng's eyes light up.
"I'm still wondering why I can't find it no matter how hard I look for it. It turns out you hid it."
"Leave it to me and I'll let you go!"
Zhu Wancheng spread his right hand, looked at Situ Feng and said, "If you don't give it, I will kill you immediately!"
"Bah! You old immortal beast."
"This is the most precious treasure of my Situ family, why should I give it to you, a beast!"
"Ahhh!~"
Situ Feng ignited the remaining spiritual power in his body, bleeding from his seven orifices, and activated the spiritual energy on the top of Mount Tai.
In an instant, large dark clouds appeared in the sky, and golden lightning flashed through the clouds continuously.
Due to the thunder spells that Situ Feng has practiced, all he has to do now is to explode his final strength and use thunder spells to destroy the Ten Thousand Spirits Jade Tablet.
"You want to die together?"
"too naive!"
As if he had expected it, Zhu Wancheng quickly rushed towards Situ Peak with the help of wind energy.
After all, he is also a third-level monk at the Nascent Soul Stage. How can he still watch a barely surviving Jindan Stage monk destroy the Ten Thousand Spirits Jade Tablet in front of him?