Ao Guang believed it was a trick and did not lift the ban. He stayed in the Crystal Palace and waited for the Dragon King of the Three Seas to come to his aid.
Lu Dongbin and other six immortals were divided into three groups and searched in their respective directions, constantly sensing the aura. Within an hour, they were thousands of miles away.
Lu Dongbin, who went west, and He Xiangu, who was hiding in the dark, could not find any clues.
On the other hand, Han Zhongli and Zhang Guolao, who were heading south, caught a trace of strange energy.
"The aura of Caihe? How can it be full of death intention?" After catching this aura full of death intention, Zhang Guolao was anxious, but he remained calm and lurked in the dark.
Han Zhongli, who was in the open, immediately sent a message to Lu Dongbin and Tieguai Li.
At this time, Han Zhongli's group and Lu Dongbin and Tieguai Li were both more than 20,000 miles apart. Even with the power of an immortal, without any distractions, and with all his strength to escape, it would still take at least half an hour to arrive.
Han Zhongli was worried about the safety of Lan Caihe and Cao Guojiu. He was afraid that if there was a slight delay, their lives would be lost. He did not bother to wait for Lu Dongbin and Tieguai Li to arrive. After sending the message, he rushed as quickly as possible. Escape to the direction of the blue color and the breath.
Zhang Guolao had no objection, hid his figure, restrained his aura, and stayed a hundred miles behind Han Zhongli.
Soon, the two of them escaped thousands of miles away. Then a flower basket drifting with the waves in the sea appeared in Han Zhongli's sight.
"Caihe's flower basket!"
Han Zhongli was horrified because he discovered that the aura full of death and even resentment came from the flower basket!
However, in the eyes of Han Zhongli, although the flower basket was spiritual and shining, it was already an ownerless thing!
"The Caihe flower basket has no owner... His aura is attached to it, but it is full of death and resentment. Could it be that Caihe has already..."
Han Zhongli's eyes twitched and he didn't dare to think about it anymore. He held the banana fan tightly and released his tyrannical spiritual thoughts, covering a thousand miles in radius. He was highly vigilant and leaned towards Lan Caihe's flower basket.
Zhang Guolao, who was a hundred miles away, also noticed something strange on the flower basket, and his heart became heavy. He did not release his spiritual thoughts to avoid being exposed, but he secretly gathered his magic power and prepared to activate the magic weapon.
Han Zhongli and Zhang Guolao were both extremely vigilant.
But what they are wary of is only the surrounding area. As for the flower basket itself, there is nothing to be wary of.
Because the flower basket is Lan Caihe's magic weapon, and there is Lan Caihe's breath on it.
Although the flower basket was now ownerless, and Lan Caihe's aura was full of death and resentment, due to the Eight Immortals' deep friendship for many years, they still subconsciously regarded the flower basket as their "own treasure" and did not pay any attention to it deliberately.
This is typical dark under the light.
Han Zhongli leaned against the flower basket and kept sorting out everything within a thousand miles with his spiritual thoughts. Under his powerful spiritual thoughts, he could clearly count the amount of sand on the seabed within the scope of his spiritual thoughts. However, even so, he did not notice anything unusual.
"Could it be that... Caihe died here? Did the flower basket float from somewhere else?" Han Zhongli thought to himself: "I only saw Caihe's flower basket, but not Uncle Guo, and I didn't notice his breath... Could it be that Uncle Guo Are you still supporting me?"
With this thought, Han Zhongli perked up, and his spiritual thoughts expanded again, covering a radius of three thousand miles, and explored the periphery, hoping to find the "battlefield" where Cao Guojiu was. At the same time, he fled towards the flower basket at the fastest speed.
Just when the Han Bell was less than ten feet away from the flower basket, a colorful light suddenly flashed above the flower basket.
This colorful light was so dazzling that even Zhang Guolao, who was a hundred miles behind Han Zhongli, felt his eyes were dazzled when the colorful light flashed, and his vision was abnormal for a moment.
But when his vision returned to normal and he looked again, his eyes suddenly widened, his whole body trembled, and his hands and feet were cold.
Because Han Zhongli in his sight had suddenly turned into a headless corpse!
Han Zhongli's magic weapon, the banana fan, was still in his hand, but he had not lifted it up. The headless body still kept moving towards the flower basket.
Looking at the condition of Han Zhongli's body and calculating from the duration of his visual disturbance, Zhang Guolao knew clearly that Han Zhongli's head was taken away instantly without any reaction!
Zhang Guolao's shock only lasted a very short time. As a veteran true immortal, he responded quickly.
He released his magic power, and a green light spread from him and swept in all directions. Wherever the green light passed, the sea water was expelled, and a forest with a radius of thousands of miles appeared on the bottom of the sea.
In the forest, there are towering ancient trees, thorns everywhere, and vines like pythons. Under the cover of the dense canopy of trees that form a sea of green, the forest is like a primitive jungle, pitch dark without seeing the sky. Zhang Guolao's figure was completely hidden in this underwater forest.
He did not see the enemy, nor did he see the way Han Zhongli died.
This caused him to seriously misjudge the enemy's strength, thinking that the enemy was at least a true immortal, and that he was also a powerful true immortal who was good at fighting, proficient in sneak attacks, and good at killing with one blow.
So he didn't dare to run, for fear that while escaping, he would reveal his flaws and, like Han Zhongli, be decapitated by the mysterious enemy.
So he chose to defend. Zhang Guolao believed that no matter how good the opponent was in fighting, he, Zhang, would definitely be able to hold on until Lu Dongbin and Tieguai Li came to help.
If Zhang Guolao's judgment was correct and the enemy was indeed a true immortal, then his response was not wrong. It can be regarded as a proper response.
Because he has reinforcements, as long as he persists for half an hour until the reinforcements arrive, he may in turn surround and kill the mysterious enemy.
Unfortunately, Zhang Guolao's judgment was wrong.
His opponent Qin Ran is not a true immortal, but a golden immortal! The only thing waiting for him is to be killed instantly!
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Unconsciously, half an hour had passed since Han Zhongli sent the message before his death.
Lu Dongbin and He Xiangu, who were rushing on their way, finally met up with Tieguai Li and Han Xiangzi and arrived at the place where Han Zhongli sent the message.
But when they arrived, the place was deserted.
Not only were Lan Caihe and Cao Guoshu missing, but Han Zhongli and Zhang Guolao also disappeared without a trace.
Only traces of death and resentment were left, slowly floating in the sea water.
"It's Mr. Zhang!" Lu Dongbin and the other four immortals instantly identified the source of the deathly aura and resentment. Time was running out, and Qin Ran had no time to calmly erase all the auras. After killing Mr. Zhang Guo, he immediately walked away.
When Lu Dongbin and others arrived, Qin Ran had just left. If they had arrived just one minute earlier, they would have hit Kieran head-on.
Unfortunately, they arrived a step too late.
"Old Zhang is dead!" Lu Dongbin and the other four immortals' expressions suddenly changed.
"I'm afraid something unexpected happened to Zhongli!" Tieguai said with a livid face, gritting his teeth: "I'm afraid Caihe and Uncle Guo have also..."
"Someone is secretly attacking us Eight Immortals!"
The corners of Lu Dongbin's eyes were twitching, his face was gloomy as if it were covered with a layer of black clouds, and his voice was as cold as ice: "First, let Caihe be lured to find one of us. Uncle Guo has gone, so he was also killed. He After we expected that Caihe and Uncle Guo were killed, we must have had an omen in our hearts, and we even expected that our search would be scattered, so we continued to plot the assassination and choose a sneak attack along the way!"
