Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Therefore, after some consideration, he decided to abandon him directly.

After all, he had the Spiritl Ear with him and could ‘listen in’ on the conversations of the Incense-burning Dao Cultivators, to figure out which places were safe and which were not.

For example, the ‘Qianyu Lake’, a place that could cause the Incense-burning Dao Cultivators to lose manpower and be wary of, might be a good choice if he had no other way to go.

What puzzled Wang Ba was that there seemed to be no mark of Qianyu Lake on the map he remembered.

However, he chalked it up to his lack of attention and planned to study it later when it was safe.

The Spiritl Ear was loud and chaotic.

From the comer of his eye, Wang Ba quickly noticed that the Incense-burning Dao Cultivator had caught up with the members of the Tianmen Cult. The members of the Tianmen Cult scattered in all directions, but the opponent had already unleashed several Yin Ghosts…

Screams echoed continually.

Watching the cultivators of the Tianmen Cult fall one by one from the air, Wang Ba, although determined not to interfere, couldn’t help but feel a pang of sorrow.

Like the saying goes: ‘The hare dies, the fox mourns’ and ‘sympathy for one’s own kind’.

Despite having the Lifespan Panel on him, life was hard as such, he was unsure if one day, he too would be like those people, fleeing in panic, unable to escape the slaughter.

Amongst these people, perhaps there were also those like him, who led a quiet life with no quarrels in the world.

But in times of chaos, it’s hard to distinguish between good and bad. Those who lead quiet lives are no different from the rest.

This is precisely what it means when we say, ‘heaven and earth are unkind, they regard all creatures as straw dogs.’

Regardless of whether you are good or bad, smart or foolish…

In the distance, Hua Meng, along with several cultivators, were still desperately dodging and struggling, resorting to all their lifetime skills, just seeking for a glimmer of hope of survival.

While on Wang Ba’s side, a deep voice suddenly came from the Spiritl Ear, drowning the rest:

“I am Zong’er.”

Tianyi’s Spirit Ear…Tianyi died in Gaodao City recently, but now his Spirit Ear has appeared south of Xionghu Mountain.”

“The friend who got Tianyi’s Spirit Ear…Who are you?”

The Spirit Ear became abruptly quiet!

Wang Ba was suddenly jolted!

South of Xionghu Mountain… apart from the Incense-Burning Dao Cultivator who was busy slaughtering the members of the Tianmen Cult, there was only one person…

Wang Ba himself!

And the deep voice rang out again: “No matter who you are, once you have the Spirit Ear, you must have glimpsed some information. I’m giving you a choice. Bring the Spirit Ear to the location I give you and become a Servant Cultivator of my Yin God’s line… or, I’ll come to find you.”

There was a shock in Wang Ba’s heart!

He quickly took off the Spirit Ear, retracting his Soul Power.

However, the voice seemed to be completely unrestricted and continued to resonate from the Spirit Ear:

“Don’t think about escaping. This Spiritl Ear records the soul aura of every user. About three days… in three days, I’m coming for you.”

Crack!

Wang Ba directly destroyed the Spiritl Ear, his face terribly upset.

He had thought that by obtaining the Spiritl Ear, he had found a loophole in the defence of the Incense-burning Dao. But unexpectedly, the Spiritl Ear was under the surveillance of ‘Zong’er’. He had just started using it and his location had been directly exposed.

What was more troublesome was that Zong’er was explicitly coming to find him!

“Damn! I have to leave immediately!”

But where to go was a problem!

To the south… Just now in the Spirit Ear, those Incense-burning Dao Cultivators seemed to mention a place that even Class III cultivators take very seriously…”

Wang Ba was quickly thinking about it in his heart.

But soon, he ruled out the idea of going south.

If there is something that the Incense-burning Dao is extremely concerned about, there must be a large number of Incense-burning Dao Cultivators around. If he goes south, he would be walking right into the trap.

“Qianyu Lake…”

Wang Ba hesitated for a moment and then scanned the distant sky again.

In the sky, under the attack of the Class II Incense-burning Dao Cultivator, there were only six or seven cultivators of the Tianmen Cult still alive.

Hua Meng was a bit farther from the others, so he hadn’t been killed yet, but he obviously couldn’t hold on much longer.

Wang Ba quickly considered his options, and finally stopped hesitating.

Bang!

Another cultivator from the Tianmen Cult saw the light of his talisman breaking down the defense against the Soul Attack The next second, a invisible Yin Ghost suddenly crashed into his body under his terrified gaze, and then, his body quickly dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye…

“Damn it, God!”

A roar filled with endless resentment and anger!

Then the Yin Ghost came out of the body, its shaking face licked its tongue in satisfaction.

And this cultivator had turned into a piece of human skin, falling down from the air…

“Brother Dao Liu!”

There was no time for Hua Meng to mourn, as a Yin Ghost had already attached itself to him.

Fortunately, his talismans were not yet used up and he barely managed to hold on.

But the light of the talisman was noticeably dimming.

Ten cycles… This talisman will be completely ineffective in no more than ten cycles!”

Hua Meng felt completely desperate.

As a heresy cultivator, he had foreseen this day, but he didn’t expect it to come so soon.

And he was not as calm as he had imagined.

“In the end, I’m still a bit afraid of death!”

Looking at the fading light of the talisman in front of him.

At this moment, Hua Meng felt somewhat resigned.

“Only one regret remains, I will no longer have the opportunity to see the scenery of the higher stages….”