Conceited Immortal On Campus

But in the Southeast China, in a deep forest.    

There were clouds and miasma in the surroundings.    

Occasionally, shadows that looked like humans would drift by. Silently, in the local people's mouths, this place was called the Ghost Forest.    

Those who entered the Ghost Forest had never been able to walk out.    

Deep inside, two stone statues were guarding a stockade. In the stockade, there were elderly, women, and children.    

On the roofs of the houses in the stockade, there were even paper people hanging by the windows.    

However, at this moment, Suo Lang's face was pale, and his entire body was in a sorry state. He staggered into the stockade.    

His arrival caused the expressions of many people to change slightly.    

"Suo Lang!"    

"What's wrong with you!?"    

"Suo Lang, didn't you go to China!?"    

In the village, some people looked at Suo Lang and surrounded him.    

"Sect Leader!" Suo Lang's lips turned purple as he weakly spat out two words.    

Soon after, an existence wearing a black robe walked over. Under the sunlight, a corner of the robe was faintly revealed.    

That face was like paper, more like a person made of paper.    

If one looked carefully, one could see that under the black robe, one's feet did not touch the ground, walking at a low altitude.    

The people surrounding him immediately made way for him. In the center of the stockade, in a three-story bamboo building, Suo Lang knelt on the ground and trembled.    

"What happened? Where is Vice Sect Leader Ah Ta?"    

A white-haired old man with disheveled hair lowered his head and asked.    

On the side, there were two young ladies with exquisite appearances serving by the side, listening to the orders.    

Suo Lang was trembling all over, releasing a sorrowful cry, "Sect Master, a great disaster is about to befall us!"    

"Ancestor Chen, it was China's Ancestor Chen that took action, killing the Deputy Sect Master in China."    

"Sect Master, that Ancestor Chen asked me to bring back a message. Within a week, he will personally come to my Golden Shaman Sect."    

Suo Lang's words caused the old man's folded hands to stop. His body seemed to freeze, not moving at all.    

After half a minute, the old man slowly put down the folded paper in his hand and let out a breath, "The Ancestor Chen of China. It seems that my Golden Voodoo Cult is unlucky!"    

The old man naturally knew about the power of the Ancestor Chen. It was a tragedy three hundred years ago. There were also people from the Golden Voodoo Cult who participated in it and were killed by the Ancestor Chen.    

However, the Golden Voodoo Cult never liked to show off. Instead, they kept their strength.    

If it was really that Ancestor Chen, the Golden Voodoo Cult would be in deep trouble.    

"However, the Golden Voodoo Cult isn't that easy to bully."    

"That Ancestor Chen doesn't seem to be the Ancestor Chen from back then..." The sect master of Golden Voodoo Cult slightly raised his eyes. A cold light flashed in his eyes, "Looks like that fellow is right."    

He wasn't surprised by this result. It seemed like he already knew about it.    

...    

At Jinling Airport, a beautiful woman in her twenties was quietly following Chen Yi.    

Qian Youlan, the direct descendant of the Qian family, could be considered Qian Loongquan's granddaughter.    

She was instructed by Qian Loongquan to personally send Li Shuzhou and his wife back.    

"Ancestor Chen!"    

Qian Youlan looked at Chen Yi with respect. She handed over a folder with both hands. "The Golden Voodoo Cult's address and information about the experts are all here."    

Chen Yi nodded slightly. He took the folder and opened it. He glanced at it out of the corner of his eye.    

"Two peak Dao Initiation realm experts? It's just some random fish." Chen Yi put away the documents and returned them to Qian Youlan.    

Qian Youlan was secretly speechless. A peak Dao Initiation realm expert or a trash? If she didn't know Chen Yi's identity, she was afraid that the other warriors would think that Chen Yi was crazy if he said these words in his appearance.    

Even though Qian Youlan knew Chen Yi's identity, her heart was full of respect. She still felt the impact when she heard Chen Yi's words.    

"Ancestor Chen, I think the Golden Voodoo Cult knows that you are going to come personally. Perhaps, they have already fled in all directions." Qian Youlan gave a small compliment and raised her eyes to look at Chen Yi's face.    

In her eyes, Chen Yi's face was still calm.    

"In a desperate situation, a Red Mist has the power to flap its wings. Ants also have the desire to live." Chen Yi said lightly, "Where can they run to?"    

His eyes were calm, but he seemed to see the hidden evil intentions of the Golden Voodoo Cult.    

He respected the people of the world, and similarly, he hated many people. Many people wanted to kill him as soon as possible.    

This trip to the Golden Voodoo Cult might cause him to take it back unexpectedly, but that might not necessarily be the case.    

Qian Youlan was slightly stunned when she heard this. She hesitated for a moment and said, "The Ancestor Chen means that the Golden Voodoo Cult might risk their lives to fight for it?"    

Chen Yi only smiled and did not say anything. After a while, he boarded the first-class cabin alone.    

An hour later, the plane stopped at a small town in the South Ocean.    

After Chen Yi walked out of the airport, he made a hand seal and moved. He stood up and disappeared like a cloud. He covered the light and hid the shadows as he walked towards the Golden Voodoo Cult.    

The Exquisite Mountain Range. The terrain was steep and the miasma was chaotic. The mist covered one's eyes.    

Chen Yi shuttled through the mountain range leisurely and leisurely. It had only been an hour, and he had already seen the stockade.    

The entire stronghold had become extremely quiet, and it was even more like a deathly still place.    

Chen Yi dispersed his magic. He walked into the stockade quietly in his casual clothes.    

He saw the two stone statues. Suddenly, the two stone statues seemed to come to life and rose from the ground.    

Chen Yi took a step forward. With this step, the Qi of heaven and earth moved. In an instant, the two stone statues were crushed by Chen Yi's Qi of heaven and earth.    

Some paper talismans were burned to ashes due to the damage.    

Chen Yi looked at the center of the stockade. In the bamboo building, the master of Golden Voodoo Cult was quietly folding the paper man.    

"Golden Voodoo Cult, I have seen Ancestor Chens!"    

"I have long heard of Ancestor Chen's fame. Seeing it today, it is indeed worthy of its reputation!"    

The old man opened his mouth. His words were spoken in extremely pure Huaxia language, and they were biased towards the dialect of Cantonese.    

"Are you from Huaxia?" Chen Yi raised his eyes and looked at the old man.    

"I used to be. I married her here." The old man lifted his eyes and a faint smile appeared on his face.    

On his fingertip was a young girl.    

Chen Yi looked at the information on the Qian family. The old man whose real name was Mo Mo, the Sect Leader of the Golden Voodoo Cult, was at the peak of the Dao Initiation realm.    

However, even the Qian family had never found out about his past.    

"You are a member of the Golden Voodoo Cult. You should know the consequences of killing a foreigner in Huaxia." Chen Yi said faintly.    

The old man looked at Chen Yi. He suddenly smiled and said, " The Ancestor Chen. I don't know how many years I've lived in this world, but now that I've seen it, I feel like I've lost this rumor!"    

"Ancestor Chen, do you really think that China will become a forbidden zone just because of a single sentence from you?"    

"Your hand and eyes alone can cover the entire China, 9.6 million square kilometers?"    

Mo Mo Mo's smile was gentle, but there was mockery and disdain in his eyes.    

"Moreover, there is a law that binds mortals, but we cultivators will rely on the laws of nature, which is the so-called law of the jungle."    

"The strong preys on the weak, the victor survives"    

"Since we have embarked on this path, there will naturally be life and death, and there will be love and hatred. However, the Ancestor Chen still feels that with just a single sentence from you, can the world really be peaceful? Is there really no one in China who dares to bully us?"    

He slowly stood up and hung the paper person on his waist. He smiled and said, "I don't think so. The Ancestor Chen is now And such childish thoughts?"    

Chen Yi ignored Mo Mo Mo's ridicule and ridicule.    

With the next step, Chen Yi took a step forward.    

With this step, the Elemental Swallowing Spell in Chen Yi's body moved. His eyes turned dark gold. The Qi of heaven and earth suddenly condensed and pressed towards Mo Mo Mo.    

Four paper figures suddenly appeared at Mo Mo Mo's waist. After that, the paper person's palm turned eight feet tall, and a Wu pattern appeared on his body.    

"Hoy!"    

As if an explosive shout had resounded through the heavens and the earth, thick gray mist emitted from the four paper figures' bodies. The gray mist collided with the Qi of the heavens and the earth, but it produced a loud bang that sounded like a huge rock crashing into each other.    

The entire bamboo building scattered with a loud bang after the collision.    

"Ancestor Chen, are you angry from embarrassment?" Mo Mo Mo looked at Chen Yi and the corner of his mouth curled up.    

Chen Yi calmly took another step forward. With this step, the Qi of Heaven and Earth within a hundred meter radius pressed down on Mo Mo.    

The grey fog kept shrinking, and Mo Mo's body seemed to be trembling as well.    

Right at this moment, two silver-white poisonous snakes suddenly appeared on Chen Yi's feet. Unknowingly, the surroundings had turned into a poisonous snake's nest.    

Chen Yi slowly took his third step. With this step, ripples appeared under his feet. Waves of air rolled and shattered the poisonous snakes. With the change of some kind of power, the poisonous snakes turned into weeds.    

In the woods, there was a woman with a seductive figure. She had brown hair and silver pupils. She looked like a witch, and the charm in her eyes was even greater than that of a poisonous snake.    

"Is this the Ancestor Chen of Huaxia? I never thought that it would be a handsome young man!"    

"If I had known earlier, I would have gone to the World Martial Meeting. I should have gone to see the medicinal Ancestor Chens earlier."    

She revealed an extremely alluring smile. Suddenly, a hand appeared on Chen Yi's chest, gently stroking his chest.    

In the next instant, the palm was suddenly destroyed and turned into powder.    

Chen Yi's eyes moved slightly and he glanced at the woman.    

Those eyes were indifferent and emotionless. They were not swayed by the woman's appearance or figure at all.    

The woman's expression changed. Her expression instantly became extremely gloomy.    

"Dammit, it's another wooden monster!"    

She breathed out a fragrance. In her eyes, she was looking at Chen Yi even more. No, it was this kind of person who hated Chen Yi to the extreme.