Boom! The huge palm on the lakeâs surface came down like a huge mountain. It smashed Alexâs back
ruthlessly. In the blink of an eye, it had slammed the two into the lake.
Poof!
Alex vomited blood on Aunt Rockefellerâs face as he was still clinging to her with both his hands. She
did not realise it at all because of Alexâs subtle action.
This was because his body was in excruciating pain. Fortunately, they were inside the lake. Even the
bodily projectile on the face would quickly dissipate. At this moment, Aunt Rockefeller held Alex tightly
and quickly moved to the side.
âLetâs go!â
Just as the two left that spot, a large transparent hand fiercely grabbed at air and gave a vicious
squeeze. Fortunately, they were a step ahead. Otherwise, they would have been crushed to death.
âAlex, how are you?â Aunt Rockefeller used her spiritual sense to communicate with Alex in the water.
âI am still okay. Not much of a problem.â
âBe careful. This guyâs cultivation level is higher than ours. He is now at the stage where the purest
essence of spiritual energy in his body is cultivated through continuous refining. It is made of a refined
zombie with great defense and ordinary attack. It is tough to break his defense.â Aunt Rockefeller
frowned. âHe is now like a Hiderigami.â
While talking to each other, they also dodged the ancestor of the Witch Doctor Sectâs pursuit.
Alex had just withstood the ancestorâs blow. His internal organs had been damaged. At this moment,
he could only rely on Aunt Rockefeller to dodge the attacks. However, soon, he faced a more
depressing situation. The way Aunt Rockefeller was hugging him felt a bit wrong, his face was on her
lips. Although one could not use the mouth and nose for breathing underwater but relied on the bodyâs
spiritual support, this posture was still very embarrassing.
âAunty, can you help me change my position?â he asked weakly.
âChange what position? You think youâre in bed?â Aunt Rockefeller did not respond happily. Dealing
with the ancestorâs attack was already so energy draining. What if they were captured while changing
positions?
On second thought, Alex said, âThe opposite sex should keep a certain distance from each other.â
âIâ¦â
Aunt Rockefeller also felt strange. She rolled her eyes.
Coincidentally, the ancestorâs morphing lake finally could not provide support and collapsed with a loud
splash.
Aunt Rockefeller seized the opportunity to let go of Alex and shot an arrow into the water.
The golden feather arrow carried boundless murderous intent and was aimed straight at the chest of
the ancestor of the Witch Doctor Sect.
Unexpectedly, the ancestor grabbed the golden feather arrow.
âHahahahaha! You two little guys can stop wasting your energy. You canât even break the ancestorâs
defense. Whatâs the point of fighting?â
The ancestor of the Witch Doctor Sect was still standing on the boat, which had not sunk until now.
Clearly, the gap between the two sides was huge.
âDivine Transcendence and the Alchemy period indeed has a difference of one realm; a gap between
heaven and earth!â Aunt Rockefeller whispered to Alex, âWe have to resort to other means!â
At this moment, Guilherme communicated with Alex using his consciousness, âYoung Master, you donât
have to worry. Torresâs art of refining stiffness is derived from the Blessed Corpse Mantra inherited from
the Immortal Doctor. It is easy for you to break him.â
âWhat? How do I break it?â
âWith your blood! Young Masterâs bloodline is Torresâs nemesis! How dare this beast desire to suck
your blood. Itâs just a foolâs dream. Once he sticks your blood, the bloodline power will destroy his
zombie body. Then, he will destroy himself without Young Master taking any action.â
Alex was stunned. âIs there such a thing? Are you sure?â
Guilherme said, âThis old servant dares to guarantee with his head.â
Alex grumbled, âExtraordinaire, since there is a way, why didnât you say so earlier? Besides, you have
long been headless.â
ââ¦â
Since there was such a solution, Alex was relieved. At that moment, he directly jumped out of the lake.
Aunt Rockefeller was alarmed. âAlex, what are you doing? Donât act rashly.â
Alex glanced at the ancestor of the Witch Doctor Sect and cleared his throat, pretending to be hurt as
he said, âAunt, this Master Qantas is too powerful. We are not even a match for him together! Anyway,
his target is me, and I want to make a deal with him.â
Then, he said to Torres, âMaster Qantas, youâre right. Whatever weâre doing, we are doing in vain! How
about this? If you let my aunt go, I will give you my blood to drink!â