This scoundrel is a bit of a swordsman.

Chapter 211 Forbidden Appearance

With this soft shout, the white mist began to dissipate suddenly like a flock of startled sheep. A sharp golden light shot through the white smoke of the incense like an arrow and rushed towards Xiao Xingchen. However, Xiao Xingchen remained as steady as Mount Tai. He was trying his best to see the thing enshrined on the three incense sticks.

For some reason, as a corner of the incense altar was revealed, he sensed a familiar aura.

"Hmph, how dare you!"

A man below the altar, his hair standing on end in fury, swung his hand directly at the white smoke. As the palm strike rained down like a storm, the white smoke began to churn erratically, and the image reflected in it began to blur, like trying to see flowers through a fog. At the critical moment when the image was about to dissipate, Xiao Xingchen steeled his resolve, and the power of the great demon within his spiritual platform suddenly erupted like a volcanic eruption. A hissing sound resounded through the sky, and the blood of the great demon appeared before him like a nimble dragon, intertwining with the white smoke, inseparable, stabilizing the dissipating image.

Taking advantage of this fleeting opportunity, Xiao Xingchen finally saw the object on the altar. As soon as he saw it, the golden light from the mysterious man pierced through the white smoke like lightning, striking Xiao Xingchen's chest with overwhelming force.

The golden light pierced through the white mist, seemingly breaking free from the constraints of time and space. The moment it appeared, it was as if the might of heaven had descended, piercing directly through Xiao Xingchen's chest with overwhelming force. Then, without diminishing its momentum, it continued to disappear into the endless darkness.

Xiao Xingchen's body was propelled backward by the golden light attack, flying like a kite with a broken string. Blood splattered on his chest like red plum blossoms as he flew through the air. He was completely mesmerized, his eyes filled with shock, because in that final scene, he saw the statue enshrined on the three incense burners, which resembled an insurmountable mountain.

It turned out to be him.

Mount Sanjie, like a towering pagoda, enshrined him. This outcome was not only unexpected, but also like a bolt from the blue, a thunderbolt from the blue! It was precisely because of the sudden appearance of that golden light that the great array that Huan Wusheng had carefully set up shattered instantly, like fragile porcelain.

The people in the alley who had been watching the commotion gathered around Xiao Xingchen were now all looking extremely astonished, as if they had witnessed the most unbelievable sight in the world.

That golden light seemed to have traversed countless tunnels of time and space, striking Xiao Xingchen's illusion array with overwhelming force.

Its speed was as swift as lightning, piercing directly through the endless darkness within the great formation, appearing abruptly before everyone like a dazzling sun. The one bearing the brunt was naturally Huan Wusheng.

One moment he was staring at Xiao Xingchen in disbelief, but the next moment, a golden light, like a venomous snake, pierced through Xiao Xingchen's chest and then, carrying unparalleled power, shot through his chest like an arrow.

The two were instantly strung together like a candied hawthorn skewer. Only when a piercing pain shot through his chest did he snap out of his daze, his face filled with disbelief.

His body and Xiao Xingchen fell backward together like kites with broken strings.

The attack came so swiftly that he had no time to react before he was strung together like a gourd. This sudden turn of events startled everyone in the surrounding courtyards.

"Watch out!" Before he could even utter those two words, the golden light shot into the depths of the alley like a shooting star and vanished without a trace.

"Oh no, oh no, how did we get into such a mess? I knew we couldn't mess with this kid, but Lao Huan just wouldn't listen."

Lord Ma jumped out of the courtyard. His third eye on his forehead opened wide like a burning flame, looking in the direction of the golden light.

"Save people first."

The courtyard doors in the alley opened one after another, and then a series of hurried footsteps sounded like drumbeats as people came out.

As for that mysterious golden light, after it fell into the depths of the alley, it disappeared without a trace, like a shooting star in the night sky, and never reappeared.

At this moment, Xiao Xingchen's eyes were already open, with blood tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes, like sparkling rubies, shimmering with a heartbreaking light.

The pain after his chest was pierced came like a tidal wave, almost suffocating him.

However, the shock in his eyes was still clearly visible, as if it were telling the story of the breathtaking scene that had just happened.

Why me? Why am I the one enshrined there?

He kept muttering to himself, his face filled with shock, as if struck by a bolt from the blue.

Just as his body was about to collapse to the ground, Ruoxue's figure rushed over like lightning, as swift as the wind, and hugged him tightly in her arms.

Her resentful gaze, sharp as an arrow, glared at the men and women who had suddenly appeared beside her, and she complained, "You guys are really something! He just entered the alley and you've already crippled him! If anything happens to him, you can expect me to tear your houses down!"

After picking up Xiao Xingchen, Ruoxue was extremely anxious and rushed into the depths of the alley like an arrow, leaving Huan Wushuang lying quietly on the ground, dumbfounded, like a statue.

"What should we do with this old man?"

Someone asked anxiously.

"He shouldn't die. This old guy is unfathomable. I just didn't expect that someone could break his original formation in one glance. He must have suffered a great blow this time."

Lord Ma's third eye seemed to be able to see through everything in the world, and it seemed to see things that others could not see. It even said that this was the result of a single glance.

"who is it?"

The embroiderer asked anxiously.

Lord Ma shook his head repeatedly.

"It cannot be spoken of; this cause and effect is not something we can easily get involved in."

After saying that, he kicked Huan Wusheng hard on the ground and cursed, "What are you still lying there for? Stop pretending to be dead! This is not your real body at all. Hurry up and make me a decent one. What bad luck!"

As Lord Ma cursed, Huan Wusheng on the ground was mercilessly torn to shreds like a fragile piece of paper, instantly turning into countless fragments and disappearing into the air.

At the same time, a voice rang out again: "This little guy is no simpleton. I think I saw that mysterious place the moment I was pierced." Huan Wusheng's figure re-condensed and appeared in the alley. His eyes were solemn and deep, like a deep pool, as he stared intently at Ruoxue's disappearing figure.

"Three incense sticks above the head, there's no need to guess anymore, it's a forbidden technique from that place. It seems our peaceful life is about to be disrupted. Let's go back and think about the future, everyone."

Lord Ma, like a wise man, knew many inside stories. He let out a heavy sigh as he addressed the crowd who opened the courtyard, as if the sigh contained endless stories.

Then, he turned and left, his back looking so lonely. After that sigh, everyone froze, a few more hesitant thoughts creeping in. Even the embroidery needle in the seamstress's hand seemed to be kneaded by an invisible force, bending out of shape, a testament to the turmoil in her heart.

Their gazes, as if drawn by a magnet, were simultaneously drawn to Xiao Xingchen rushing into the depths of the alley. At that moment, a ripple of curiosity stirred within them.

"I want to go and see!"

Huan Wushuang's composure vanished instantly, and he sped off into the depths of the alley like an arrow released from a bow. Everyone who stepped into the alley was as if they had fallen into his meticulously arranged primordial array; this was the first time someone had broken through his formation.

The last thing he saw was like a lightning bolt ripped through the night sky, filling him with an overwhelming sense of excitement.

That was exactly what he had been searching for, and unexpectedly, with the appearance of Xiao Xingchen, it appeared before his eyes like a dream. This instantly reignited the fire in his heart that had been extinguished, like a volcanic eruption.

As for Xiao Xingchen, he felt as if a million ants were gnawing at his chest, causing him unbearable pain.

This pain wasn't the visceral agony of a sword piercing the skin; it was an excruciating agony originating from the depths of his soul. That golden light not only pierced his body but also, like a sharp sword, plunged straight into his soul. Even the lingering golden light in the wound, like the claws of a demon, was slowly eroding his soul.

He could clearly feel that as the golden light spread, his power was disappearing at an alarming speed, like a flood bursting its banks.

"Grandpa Village Chief, please save him! His breath is rapidly fading!"

It wasn't until Ruoxue's anxious voice rang out that he felt like a drowning man grasping at a straw, and his heart calmed down a little.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not open his eyes; all he could see was endless darkness, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss.

Where am I? Why is it so dark?

His heart tightened suddenly, as if gripped tightly by an invisible hand. He wanted to speak, but it was as if he were frozen in place, unable to open his mouth no matter how hard he tried.

It felt as if his mind and body were being forcibly torn apart, leaving him completely out of control. Fortunately, he could still hear the sounds outside, and only after that aged voice rang out did he realize that he had touched upon such a terrifying taboo.

"The tragedy of the golden eyes! I never expected he would provoke such a taboo!"

"What is the Tragedy of the Golden Eyes?" Ruoxue asked curiously.

"Golden Eyes, that's a forbidden race! People of this race are born with golden eyes, and each of them is like a war god descending, possessing invincible power. When the golden eyes appear, all things perish. However, this race has long since disappeared. Why would we have such a connection with them? It's truly incomprehensible!" The old voice was filled with astonishment.

"I know!" Huan Wushuang burst in at this moment, his voice arriving before he even landed.

This person has a huge problem!

"Huan Wushuang, if you come here to cause trouble again, don't blame me for not showing any mercy!" Ruoxue was furious.

"My little darling, you can't blame me for this. It's the rule here, you know that. When you came here back then, didn't you also go through my Primal Grand Formation? It was to eliminate danger for us! Who would have thought that this person would have such great karma, causing such a world-shaking commotion?"

"I don't care, find a way to save him right now, or I'll tell my grandpa!"

"No, no, the village chief is trying to figure something out, right? He should have a solution, shouldn't he?"

Huan Wushuang stood to one side, his eyes fixed on the golden light emanating from Xiao Xingchen's chest. Within that golden light, a mysterious and peculiar substance seemed to be slowly writhing, causing a hint of joy to flicker in his eyes.