Looking at the old monk's incomparably smug expression, Han Qianqian's face was extremely icy cold.
A pair of eyes stared deadly at the old monk, hating to pull his bones out of his body.
"Yo yo yo yo, look at this guys, there are people with such terrifying eyes that they want to swallow this old bone of mine." Faced with Han Qianqian's angry eyes, the old monk was not the least bit afraid, instead he looked like he was flirting.
As far as he was concerned, Han Qianqian, the demon god who had shaken the world and was nearly invincible with the Pan Gu Axe, might be a fearsome existence to others, but now he was his prisoner.
Wouldn't that be a great feeling?
Who else in the world could be like this?
Therefore, the old monk was naturally pleased and happy.
"Oh, Master, just rest assured, as vicious and biting as this vicious dog is, at least he has to break free of that dog chain first."
"This dog chain is our Xuan Yu Essence Lock, not to mention a vicious dog, even a true god would never be able to break free."
"Oh yes, Han Qianqian, I forgot to tell you, this black shackle you are holding is made by my master ancestor who spent ten thousand years and used the hardest materials from all over the eight worlds to create it, it can transform into ten thousand shapes and trap ten thousand things, even a true god will never be able to get out of it." Hearing the disciples' mocking reminder, the old monk then pretended to look as if he had suddenly come to his senses.
Han Qianqian's face was cold, but his hands kept trying to exert force, but the black shackle was indeed so hard that even though Han Qianqian had used his Chaos Qi, it was still useless.
Seeing Han Qianqian's dark strength, the old monk smiled contemptuously, "If I were you, I would be more honest, Han Qianqian, do you think I'm stupid if I have to trap you with just a lock?"
"Do you still remember the rain that fell when we came?"
On the way to the mountain, the three of them had indeed encountered a rain, which lasted for a long time, so Han Qianqian naturally remembered it clearly.
The old monk smiled contemptuously, "That was a poisonous rain carefully prepared for you, in the middle of the sky, only this place has rain.
"As soon as you get caught in the rain, you will be poisoned with a colourless and odourless poison, which is normally harmless and hidden in your skin. Once you exercise vigorously, the poison will enter your body through your skin and spread throughout your body with your blood. You just had a battle in the Devil's Cave, just as it was intended."
After saying this, the old monk laughed and looked at Han Qianqian: "If I guessed correctly, you should feel a little uncomfortable now that you are exercising your energy again, but this is normal, so don't worry about it. Because, this is all a normal reflection, when another ten minutes pass, not to mention transporting up energy, even if you try to move a little, this poison will make you feel painful."
"Han Qianqian, those steamed buns are actually the antidote. Master knew that you might not trust us, so you would be wary of us. Your vigilance has harmed you, your wisdom has been misplaced, haha." That little monk, Tian'er, also let out a mocking sneer, how could the grimness on his face still be made by a child?
"Everything is a set up is it? The Night Demon has simply ceased to exist long ago, and the monsters in this Devil's Cave are merely virtualized by you." Han Qianqian said in a cold voice.
"That's right, the monster in this Devil's Cave is only created by the old monk using the Xuan Yu Essence Lock using a special strange method." Speaking of this, the old monk's face was icy cold, "That bastard Night Demon still had the face to brag to the old monk about being invincible in the world, and made the old me even send my disciples to use the Voice of Ten Thousand Devils to give him a helping hand, but in the end, it was a miserable defeat at your hands, simply incompetent."
Defeat was defeat, but what made the old monk most furious was that this fellow Night Demon would actually be so thoroughly defeated by Han Qianqian that he dared to give Han Qianqian a hint of the key core at a critical moment.
This was exceptionally fatal to the old monk's group; if Han Qianqian were to listen to what the Night Demon had said, then this great battle would not only be a loss of success for them, but they would even be defeated.
"So, my master simply put the plan into action, and after you had wrapped the restaurant with the barrier, my master then had us use the Buddhist sound transmission that night to turn all the people in the entire city into zombies, and naturally, the scene you saw yesterday morning."
"Master knew that you had spies on the city walls, so you were bound to come out of the city, so that's why he set up a big game and waited for you to appear."
When Han Qianqian appeared, this plan to turn the dragon upside down was officially put into action.
"You are very clever." Han Qianqian said in a cold voice.
The entire process had been choreographed almost seamlessly by this old monk, without a single flaw.
To Han Qianqian, it was almost the real truth.
"Your reputation as Han Qianqian was not only made by force, that classic battle under the mountain of the Void Sect where you won with less and won with more, facing the equally young and famous Cool-Son Yeh, and even the later Wang Juzhi still had brilliant plans, how dare I belittle your intelligence? If there wasn't a perfect explanation and a reasonable layout, how easy would it be to fool you Han Qianqian?" The old monk laughed softly.
When he said this, he did not have the arrogance he had earlier, but rather had some respect for Han Qianqian.
"It seems that the person I want to see is already here." At this moment, Han Qianqian was smiling slightly.
After saying that, he suddenly looked up at the old monk and said, "Very clever, too."
But soon Han Qianqian suddenly laughed, "If it weren't for that little bit, you really would have succeeded."
"What are you babbling about!" Hearing Han Qianqian's words, the old monk became extremely annoyed and shouted coldly, "You are already nothing more than a prisoner, so what makes the old monk's plan any worse?"
"Han Qianqian, you are simply shameless!"
"Now that you are trapped by us, what qualifications do you have to shout here?"
"It's always hard to accept the defeat of a successful king, but Han Qianqian, one must always look forward."
Saying this, several people looked at Han Qianqian with a cold smile one by one.
Han Qianqian smiled bitterly in disdain, shook his head and looked squarely at the old monk, "I want to see someone."
"Who?"
But Han Qianqian smiled, "A man with whom I have a deep hatred."
"I don't know who you are talking about!"
"Very pretty, a great beauty that stands out even in a crowd, and even more so in this clean-cut group of monks of yours. If you want me to make it more obvious, the one in the woods to the east where the statue of the female Goddess of Mercy Buddha hangs, have I made myself clear enough?"
Hearing Han Qianqian's words, the smile on the old monk's face froze, and his entire person instantly frowned, his heart greatly shocked, his face as cold as water!
How could this be possible!
This is absolutely impossible!