Chapter 2102 I Have a Big Brother

The land of Eastern Wasteland was boiling.

In the past few days, an explosive news spread in Donghuang, saying that the boy named Tang was seriously injured and escaped after being hit by Ye Jiuxuan's sword.

This news shocked the entire Eastern Wasteland.

The crowd didn't believe it at first, but after they confirmed that the news was true, they became excited.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

There are mountains of treasures on that kid, such as the Supreme cassock, the treasure armor of Immortal Changliu, the Peng King Divine Halberd, the Supreme Essence and Blood... The treasures on that kid would probably take more than three days and three nights to finish.

Although they were jealous in the past, they had nothing to do with him, but now he is injured, poisoned by the Night Clan's lifeless poison, and is close to death. This is the perfect opportunity to snatch the treasure.

"Quick, quick, quick! Gather the elders quickly, let's go!"

"We must find that boy before Ye Jiuxuan succeeds!"

The major clans and sects took action immediately after receiving the news.

Large ships carrying various clans and elders from various factions rose into the sky.

They scattered in all directions and began to search.

"Haha! That boy will have his day too!"

"If he gets hit by the Night Clan's sword, that kid is dead!"

Many people gloated and rejoiced.

When the news spread to other wildernesses, it also caused a sensation, and countless cultivators rushed in the direction of Eastern Wasteland.

The various wilderness areas were filled with boiling, fiery scenes.

Everyone is sure that the boy named Tang is dead!

That's non-toxic!

After being poisoned, and with Ye Jiuxuan still chasing him, that boy would be a ghost while he was still alive!

"The kid must not die too quickly. If he dies too quickly, the Night Clan will lose all the treasures, and let's snatch him away!"

They even started to pray, hoping that the boy would last longer and not be killed by Na Ye Jiuxuan before they found him.

In the past few days, the focus of everyone's talk was about this kid. They were all arguing about whether the kid was dead or not, and if not, which side he had fled to.

"Let me see! He must have gone to Beihuang. The Gate of Creation is in Beihuang. He must want to go back!"

"That's not necessarily true. That kid must have thought that someone would block him in the Northern Wilderness. How dare he go back! He must have gone to the East China Sea. There are fewer people there and it is more suitable for escape."

Everyone was arguing and analyzing clearly.

However, in this heated moment, a shocking news suddenly came, which shocked everyone.

"What? Ye Jiuxuan...is dead?"

"Is the boy okay?"

Everyone was stunned.

Obviously one moment, they were still discussing when the boy would be killed by Ye Jiuxuan, but the next moment, someone told them that the boy was not dead, but Ye Jiuxuan was!

This... isn't this a joke?

This was the first reaction of the world after hearing the news.

It was said that the boy was poisoned by lifeless poison and was seriously injured and dying. However, Ye Jiuxuan was still in full strength that night. How could he be killed in turn? This was no joke.

If this news had come out from other places, they would have laughed out loud and sneered.

However, this news happened to come from the Night Clan, and they even saw people from the Night Clan, with ferocious faces and murderous intent. It didn't look like they were fake.

Jiuxuan really died that night!

He failed in his pursuit of that boy and was killed instead!

It is said that even the ancestral armor of the Night Clan was taken away, but the boy surnamed Tang was fine at all. He may have released the inanimate poison in his body!

"How could he undo the inanimate poison?"

"Ye Jiuxuan...how could he die?"

Everyone in the world was shocked.

Then, the fiery atmosphere in all directions cooled down instantly.

Many cultivators showed panic and went home one after another.

Before, they thought that the boy would definitely die, so they took advantage of his illness to take his life and grab some more treasures to take advantage. However, they never expected that after a long time, the boy was not dead.

It would be terrible if that kid had a grudge and came to kill him!

On the Eight Wastelands, only people from hundreds of tribes were still on the move, searching everywhere.

At this time, at the bottom of a lake in Bahuang, ripples appeared in the void, and a figure emerged.

He wore a dark armor and looked a little hasty.

He rushed out of the lake, looked around, breathed a sigh of relief, sat down cross-legged, and adjusted his breathing for a moment.

He had been running away for two days and two nights, constantly activating the night armor and traveling through the void, which consumed a lot of immortal energy. At this moment, he felt a little exhausted.

"This is not an option!"

Tang Hao frowned.

Those bald donkeys were so persistent that they chased him for two days and two nights, but they couldn't get away.

"What a chase!"

Tang Hao muttered, somewhat angrily, "What kind of hatred is this? What's the matter!"

He has no grudge against these remnants of Buddhism at all. They are just chasing him for a few treasures, so what's the point!

"The old bald donkey is too powerful and has many tricks. It's too difficult to get rid of him. I have to find a way to deal with him!"

Tang Hao started to think about it.

He sat there, racking his brains, and thought of all the ways.

"Yes!"

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he finally came up with a solution.

Since he can't beat him or get rid of him, it's better to divert this trouble to others.

"good idea!"

The more he thought about it, the more feasible it became.

"Haha! Boy, keep running!"

At this time, there was a burst of laughter not far away, but it was Monk Bujie and his party who came to kill them.

"Boy, just give up! You can't escape from my grasp!" Monk Bujie sneered and rushed over.

"You, an old monster from the Seven Tribulations, bully a junior like me, do you still have the face?"

Tang Hao stood up and snorted angrily.

"I never care whether you are a descendant or not. Even if you are a little saint who has suffered a calamity, I don't care!" said the monk Bujie.

"Then just wait for me. Do you really think I'm so easy to bully? I have a backer!"

Tang Hao shouted at him.

"Backer? Are you talking about the old blood demon? I heard that the old blood demon has been being hunted by Taoist Master Taixu. How can I have time to talk to you." Monk Bujie said with a smile.

"It's not him! I have other backers. I have a big brother who is very powerful. Just wait, I will go find him now and see what you can do to me!"

Tang Hao shouted, turned around, activated his night armor, and flew through the void.

"Brother?"

Monk Bujie was startled, and his face became a little serious.

Who is the big brother this kid calls? What kind of cultivation is it?

"No! Hurry up and chase!"

He let out a low cry and hurriedly chased after him.

The eldest brother in this kid's mouth is at least seven calamities. Once this eldest brother comes to protect him, it will be difficult for them to kill him and take away the treasure.