"Let's be on our way!"

Having confirmed that the important matter was settled, Hu Ma relaxed.

The palm of his hand pressing on Cui Magu's head exerted a slight force, and in that instant, the illusory bridge behind Cui Magu vanished.

Hu Ma used the weight of his own fate to pin her to the mortal realm. At the same time, the strands of her dharma body crawling on him, and even on Zhao Sanyi and the others, rapidly flew back to her body, overlapping with it, and gradually returning to its original form.

Then, Hu Ma reached behind her head with his other hand, and with a twist, snapped her neck.

He let her fall, and then lightly clapped his hands.

The action was decisive, simple, just like his mood at that moment.

The success of the Transcendent in seizing the bridge also meant that he had a certain amount of confidence, even when facing the Ten Clans from now on.

Of course, this was just the beginning. The troubles ahead were enormous, but that was no longer something he needed to consider.

The Transcendent would naturally have the ability to solve other problems.

He, on the other hand, needed them to share more information related to the "bridge" with him.

Similarly, looking again at Old Yin Mountain, the strange wind had stopped, and incense smoke filled the air. This mountain sacrifice, from dawn to dusk, had reached its end. However, some things had been changed and would leave their mark forever.

At this moment, Hu Ma only felt that several goals had been achieved, and his mood was lighter than ever before.

But this scene fell into the eyes of Zhao Sanyi and the others nearby.

Their backs had originally been burdened by Cui Magu's dharma body, their minds muddled, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion. But when Cui Magu's dharma body was forced back, they were freed from the intrusion. And the first thing they saw after being freed was Hu Ma snapping Cui Magu's neck.

The sound they were about to shout was immediately swallowed back, and their expressions were as if they had seen a ghost:

"The Negative Spirit Grand Headsman actually..."

"..."

Amidst their horror, Hu Ma suddenly turned around, bowed deeply to them, and sighed, "Thank you, the three of you, for your righteous help. Otherwise, I'm afraid my life would have been lost here!"

"Ah?"

His words left the three of them dumbfounded: "What did we do?"

Hu Ma smiled and said, "If it weren't for the great pressure you put on this Negative Spirit Grand Headsman, and the fact that you diverted her dharma body, how could I have been her opponent?"

"But fortunately, she was distracted by dealing with you, and was caught off guard and fell into my trap."

"..."

The few of them were immediately stunned.

Just now, when they attacked, they only felt that the Negative Spirit Grand Headsman was arrogant and they couldn't stand it, so they wanted to speak up for justice.

Now, listening to it, it sounded as if they had joined forces to kill Meng Family's Grand Headsman?

"That's right, I saw it clearly."

While they were still confused, a voice laughed from the side, "It's a pity for the Meng Family's Grand Headsman..."

"No matter how powerful she is, how could she be a match for the combined forces of the Zhao, Chen, and Zhou clans?"

"..."

As soon as he spoke, Hu Ma looked towards him.

Others were easy to deceive, but only a madman was hard to deceive.

Just now, this madman had not entered the game, but Cui Magu, in order to prevent accidents, also didn't want others to see the scene of the Negative Spirit ascending the bridge and kowtowing to the Hu family's only son, so she used magic to block their sight.

In theory, no one knew what had happened, but they always felt that this madman didn't seem so mad anymore. His eyes had a strange look that seemed to see through everything.

Although killing someone from the Thief Calamity Sect might bring trouble, for safety's sake, should he...?

"Brother, I like you too!"

Meeting Hu Ma's gaze, the madman from the Thief Calamity Sect smiled and greeted him, bowing deeply to Hu Ma, and said, "If you have the chance, you must come to the Sun family as a guest. The Sun family doesn't usually receive outsiders, but I think you'll be an exception..."

While speaking, he lowered his voice and said, "After all, I've never seen anyone like you with three lives."

"Hmm?"

His sudden words startled Hu Ma slightly.

Three lives? What did he mean?

But the madman clearly didn't want to say anything more. He just raised his head slightly, looked at the Old Yin Mountain, which was now filled with incense and had a bit more solemn and mysterious meaning, and a hint of fear seemed to flash across his face. He shook his head and said:

"They're coming, they're coming, the real root of the disaster is coming..."

"They're coming, so I have to leave..."

"..."

As he spoke, he suddenly grabbed Hu Ma's hand, stuffed something into it, and laughed softly, "You captured me before. According to the rules of the martial world, I have to redeem my life. This is for you!"

After taking a few steps back, he laughed loudly and suddenly flew onto the cliff.

Next to the eagle's nest, the two eagles had already won a great victory over the group of pythons. The strange pythons were either dead or injured, but there were still two that were left alive. He pulled out a black cloth bag from his sleeve and put these pythons into the bag, climbed over the high cliff, and left.

Hu Ma looked at his hand and saw that what he had given him was also a black bag, extremely exquisitely sewn, and the same as the one he used to collect the two pythons on the cliff. What was this for?

Also, the root of the disaster he mentioned...

Looking up, the entire forest now seemed quiet and mysterious. In the blur, no one knew how many things were hidden in this forest.

With a soft sigh, he didn't care. Returning the gods to the people and seizing the Meng family's bridge, this time he also gritted his teeth and did a few big things. When such big things were done, many accidents and variables would inevitably occur.

The bigger the thing, the more impossible it was to grasp all the changes and accidents in his hands, but the only good thing was that from this moment on, no matter what he encountered, he would have the confidence to deal with these things.

"It's a relief, I don't have to go back and see the sad scene in that house."

And amidst everyone's silence, someone suddenly sighed softly. It was the Meng family's eldest daughter. She was an ordinary person, and she had been hiding far away during the fight just now.

But undoubtedly, as the person in charge of the Meng family, she understood what had happened. At this moment, she looked pale and lost, and gave a bitter laugh. She actually turned around and walked back to the wooden house where she had been imprisoned just now.

Zhao Sanyi was a little conflicted and stepped forward and said, "Aunt Meng, you..."

"Good child, don't say anything."

The Meng family's eldest daughter didn't turn her head, but just sighed softly and said, "If you're still willing to call me Aunt, then don't come and see me rolling around in this mess!"

"Just wait for me to die and collect my body."

"..."

Everyone listened and remained silent.

She was the birth mother of the Meng family's young master, Meng Siliang, and the Meng family's chief daughter. Although she didn't have the Meng surname, the Twelve Calamities would definitely not let her go. Now, all she could do was go back and wait for death.

"Everyone, since you've come here and helped me, then come and sit in the village!"

Hu Ma coldly watched the Meng family's eldest daughter return to the wooden house and close the door. He didn't say anything, but turned to Zhao Sanyi and the others and said lightly, "After the mountain sacrifice, there will be a banquet in the village."

"Of course, it's just some mountain food and homemade bitter wine, but it's a token of my appreciation."

"..."

Zhao Sanyi, Chen Abao, and Miss Zhou Si were all in a complicated mood. After a long time, they nodded, but before leaving, they still bowed deeply to the Meng family's eldest daughter's small courtyard to show their condolences.

They didn't necessarily have a deep friendship with the Meng family, and they sided with Hu Ma in this matter, but after all, as members of the Ten Clans, they felt some sorrow for their own kind.

Hu Ma cleaned up the items for setting up the altar and was about to leave, but he saw the jar that sealed the Meng family's master. This jar could be thrown here to live and die on its own, or it could be taken back, or the jar could be given to the Meng family's eldest daughter so that they could stay together.

But just as his heart was slightly condensed, he suddenly heard a deep and sorrowful voice from the jar: "Hu family's child, I... I have something to say!"

This jar was sealed by Hu Ma, so he could hear the voice in the jar, but others couldn't. So Hu Ma reached out and picked up the jar. He only heard the Meng family's master say with a voice as desolate as death: "The Meng family... Has my Meng family been destroyed?"

Hu Ma used the skill of ghost whispering and said lightly, "If the things in the cave couldn't find me, they would of course go to the Meng family to collect debts. There are a total of Twelve Calamities. You know better than I do what it will be like."

"Miscalculation, miscalculation. A century of foundation, all lost in one morning..."

In the Meng family master's voice, there was an indescribable despair. It even seemed like he heard laughter in this despair, but it was just a self-deprecating bitter laugh.

"But those people won't let you go. By doing this, you not only destroy my Meng family, but most importantly, you destroy their plan to become immortals..."

"What Ten Clans, what nobles, they are just a group of people who have gone crazy trying to become immortals..."

"They will come to find you..."

"..."

Hu Ma held the jar and slowly said, "Let them look if they want. Since I left the forest, there hasn't been a single thing that I haven't cheated right in front of me. I always have to deal with it first. Whatever trouble there is, I'll bear it."

"No..."

Listening to Hu Ma's faint words, the Meng family's master suddenly said, "I'm not trying to scare you, nor am I threatening you... Things have come to this, what's the use of threatening you?"

"I... I want to ask you to avenge my Meng family!"

"..."

Suddenly hearing these words, Hu Ma immediately felt surprised: "Hmm?"

"Everything is the National Preceptor's plan!"

In the Meng family's master's voice, there was actually a lot of remorse. He shouted sharply, with a sense of gritting his teeth: "I should have realized long ago that he started deceiving us from the moment he suggested that the Ten Clans use ancestral halls to replace the Twelve Ghost Altars!"

"Whether it's the Meng family or the Hu family, they are just stepping stones for him to ascend to immortality. You will avenge the Meng family!"

"My Meng family's situation today is not due to you, but because he has used us up, so he threw us aside. Your Hu family will also have this fate..."

"So, I want you to remember what I said. No matter how much you hate my Meng family now, sooner or later, you will understand. At that time, I want you to avenge this revenge for my Meng family!"

"..."

Listening to the voice coming from the jar, Hu Ma was stunned for a moment, and his expression gradually became a little depressed.

(End of chapter)