Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2200 138: Yin Family of Baiqu

The tension in the air reached a breaking point!

Every cultivator in the vicinity grew rigid, their wary eyes locked onto Wang Ba. Dao Domains erupted around them in rapid succession, ranging from Class III and IV to several at Class VI and even a few reaching the Seventh Tier.

Primordial Spirits manifested one after another, each wielding various Dao Treasures. Most of these artifacts were merely of middle or low grade, as those possessing upper-grade Dao Treasures were exceptionally rare.

On the outskirts, the formations established by the cultivators synchronized instantly. This barrier acted like a massive inverted bowl, trapping Wang Ba along with Deng Yingjue and the rest of the Green Flood Dragon Realm group. Strands of intertwining Qi locked onto them with lethal precision.

While the Green Flood Dragon Realm cultivators were under watch, the primary focus of everyone's scrutiny was Wang Ba. The lead cultivator, a man with a dark complexion and a grim expression, hovered a golden-red Seventh Tier Dao Domain above his head, keeping it firmly fixed on Wang Ba.

In a low, icy tone, he barked:

"It appears those individuals are indeed concealed upon your person?"

"Identify yourself! Are you an agent dispatched by the Supreme True Buddha?"

Wang Ba’s brow furrowed slightly at the accusation, a hint of annoyance flickering in his eyes. He had already surmised which individuals the man was referring to.

Without a doubt, it was the group from the Sea of Chaos Realm he had seized after slaying the monk Pu Yuan at the Reincarnation Six Paths. Following their refinement in the six pools, their temperaments had shifted drastically, and their garments now closely resembled the robes worn by the monks of the Supreme True Buddha.

He had originally detained them to safeguard his secret identity. Afterward, the frantic escape from the Wisdom Magic Arhat had left him with no opportunity to dispose of them. More importantly, he had underestimated the keen senses of those residing within Zhang's Ruins.

Releasing them now would only validate the suspicions of the surrounding mob. However, keeping them hidden would make it impossible to extricate himself from this predicament. For a moment, he was caught in a stalemate.

Meanwhile, Deng Yingjue and his companions from the Green Flood Dragon Realm were gripped by both terror and doubt at the sight of such a formidable formation. Deng Yingjue stared at Wang Ba, his mind racing with grim possibilities:

"Is my fortune truly this wretched? I only sought to recruit a Guest Elder for our Green Flood Dragon Realm, yet I’ve brought home a spy?!"

Overwhelmed by fear and anxiety, he desperately attempted to plead his case to the black-faced leader:

"Fellow Daoist, I merely encountered this man outside the ruins. When he expressed a desire for a sanctuary within, I simply couldn't turn him away. After all, we are all just wanderers at the edge of the world..."

Wang Ba glanced toward Deng Yingjue. His gaze remained steady, though a faint trace of pity touched his eyes. Despite knowing the man had hidden motives for helping him, Wang Ba still felt a measure of gratitude for the initial kindness.

He hadn't expected the trial to arrive so swiftly. Though he understood the other man's choice to sever ties for self-preservation, a small pang of disappointment was unavoidable.

Under Deng Yingjue’s fearful and alert watch, Wang Ba allowed a thin smile to cross his face. He turned back to the black-faced leader, his mind settling on a strategy as he began to speak:

"Fellow Daoist, you must be joking. I hold a deep-seated grievance against the Supreme True Buddha, so how could I possibly be his subordinate?"

"That being said, the people I carry do indeed share a connection with the Supreme True Buddha..."

As he spoke, he calmly lifted his sleeve.

The black-faced cultivator narrowed his eyes, remaining unconvinced. Wang Ba’s movement only served to heighten his vigilance. Beside them, Deng Yingjue felt a chill when he noticed the pity in Wang Ba’s eyes, sensing he might have misjudged the situation entirely.

There was no time for reflection, however. At Wang Ba’s words and actions, Deng Yingjue’s heart hammered against his ribs. He instinctively raised his hands to shield his fellow cultivators from the Green Flood Dragon Realm, even though his Cultivation was far inferior to those around him.

In the next breath, Deng Yingjue watched in astonishment.

The man known as 'True Man Taiyi' gave his sleeve a sharp flick, and a figure tumbled out!

The newcomer was dressed in pristine white and possessed handsome features, yet his head was completely shorn. Despite the sudden transition, a serene smile graced his face as he pressed his palms together in greeting. Triggered by the hostile pressure of the surrounding Dao Treasures, a Class VI Dao Domain automatically manifested above the monk's head.

"They truly are followers of the Supreme True Buddha!"

Deng Yingjue’s heart plummeted at the sight of the monk emerging from the sleeve.

"I am truly cursed! This True Man Taiyi really is a pawn of those wicked monks!"

The black-faced leader and his subordinates showed no shock, having clearly expected this outcome. Their Dao Treasures hummed with power, and their Dao Domains surged, poised to strike at a moment's notice. The encircling formations began to tighten rapidly.

Then, from within Wang Ba’s sleeve, a second, a third, and more figures appeared.

In an instant, over 160 individuals stood silently before Wang Ba. Some were handsome and smiling, while the majority were grotesque with clouded eyes. Despite their numbers, they moved with a haunting, unified precision.

Identical expressions and identical postures... Over a hundred Dao Domains suddenly flooded the shrinking space. Rather than hiding their presence, Wang Ba actively pushed their power outward, allowing the full weight of their combined Dao Domains to be felt by all.