Wu Xu touched the mirror with his hand and then his eyes shone.
"Fellow cultivators, you can help me!"
The moment he said those words, a few cultivators flashed to the side of the mirror.
They used their soul power and a giant whirlpool was formed on the surface of the mirror. The light of the mirror was bright and it broke open layer by layer of space.
When the whirlpool stopped, there were many ripples on the surface of the mirror. A blurry image started to appear.
It was an island in the middle of a lake and then it slowly became clear.
When the image in the mirror appeared in front of everyone's eyes. The people in the room all held their breaths.
All that could be seen was the color of blood. Most of the pavilions and terraces here had already disappeared without a trace. There were pieces of dust and also pieces of human flesh and blood.
Blood flowed and pretty much dyed the lake water around the island red.
At this moment, there was only one person standing in the air above the Wuwei Temple, a teen wearing a golden shirt and thirty thousand feet lightning wings spread out behind his back.
Beside him, there were a few silver flying ants floating. Who knows what kind of bug beasts they were.
Below, there were a few cultivators who were filled with grief and rage. They were pouncing towards the sky. Their auras were really tragic and they were obviously prepared to die.
However, the teen wasn't moved at all. He looked down expressionlessly, the way he looked at them was like he was looking at ants.
"It really is Zong Shou!"
A low murmur that sounded like someone talking in a dream sounded in the room. The murmur was filled with resentment and anger.
At this moment, the teen's sword light shook and the entire island in the middle of the lake started to shake. The remaining buildings were also flickering. Even the surface of the lake within a hundred miles started to ripple.
One gold and one silver, two streaks of light flashed and caused blood to splatter in the crowd.
The thirty thousand feet lightning wings spread out and numerous black flames exploded out. A green-white sword light flashed and disappeared.
Those few cultivators who were pouncing up were beheaded and their corpses fell from the sky.
The entire Wuwei Temple was instantly devoid of life. Zong Shou didn't leave. Instead, he used his sword energy as a brush to carve a 'four' word on the ground.
The blood in the surroundings flowed into the character and dyed it red in the blink of an eye.
His eyes were cold as he looked over from afar.
His lips curled up and he scoffed coldly. In mid-air, a clear sword shadow slashed through the air.
As expected, the image in the mirror shook before disappearing without a trace.
"Sky Burning Flame, this person is definitely Zong Shou!"
"Wiped out! Another one thousand nine hundred lives. This person is worse than an animal! "
"He is a demon! His personality is more vicious than those of the demon path! "
"Four? Is he trying to tell us that there is a fifth and sixth Wuwei Temple? "
"How arrogant! Our Taoist Faction has never suffered such humiliation in tens of thousands of years … "
"That Wu Wei Temple is also useless! Thousands of disciples along with the formation formation formation formation, they couldn't even block for a moment! "
"Why don't you say that Zong Shou's sword technique is too strong?"
"This should be the Platinum Dragon Sword and Instant Space Dragon Sword, how sharp! With just this sword, anyone below Intermediate Spirit Realm wouldn't be able to block a single sword. No wonder Xuwen and Linya would fall to his hands … "
"Unfortunately, this Cangqiong Habitat can only see the shadows and not the source. Who knows what realm Zong Shou's sword has reached … "
Wujue's face was ashen white as he looked towards the side of the Ten Thousand Soul Lamp Room.
Wuwei Temple also had cultivators who left their Soul Lamps here. Just moments ago, three Soul Lamps had been extinguished in a row. Two Grade-9 and one Spirit Realm.
Just now, he personally saw this Spirit Realm Cultivator fall to Zong Shou's sword.
Working together with a few fellow sect members, they couldn't even block a single sword from Zong Shou!
Within his Pushan Temple, only two Spirit Realm Cultivators had returned.
They had 4,000 disciples and their protective formation was slightly stronger than that of Wuwei Temple. However, how long could they block this demon for?
15 minutes or 30 minutes?
Wu Xu's eyes were filled with uncertainty.
He had controlled Daoling Vast Habitat for hundreds of years and there had never been anyone who could make him lose his mind and not know what to do.
"Silence!"
He held up the small hammer and lightly knocked on the golden bell once more.
Instantly, a loud bell rang out throughout Daoling Vast Habitat.
When the room regained its calmness once more. Wu Xu's eyes were half opened and half closed, he was still really calm.
"The destruction of Guanling, Wuwei, Weishan, and Wenyi Sects is my responsibility. I didn't expect it and didn't defend against it. After this battle, I will invite the elders of the Vast Habitat to discuss my crimes. However, this Zong Shou is crazy but it might be a chance for us. No matter what, we have to solve this problem and take revenge for the deaths of the four sects … "
The moment he said this, the expressions of the many Taoists were all different. Some of them agreed, some of them laughed coldly and didn't speak, some of them didn't care at all, some of them had a common enemy.
Wu Xu didn't bother and just asked expressionlessly.
"Near Wuwei Temple, what other sects are there under our Vast Habitat?"
Below him, a Taoist on the upper left thought for a moment before answering, "One thousand nine hundred miles to the south, Dagu Temple. 2,400 miles to the northwest, Wuding Temple. 3,000 miles to the southeast, Lishan Sect … "
With each sentence that this Taoist said, the people in the room would frown.
At this moment, within the Vast Habitat, there were only 40 Spirit Realm Experts.
The Purple Qilin Flame Spear Cavalry had suffered heavy losses a year ago and hadn't recovered yet.
In that case, where should these sects guard?
They could spread the Space Teleportation Technique but they also needed these sects to be able to hold on for a short while …
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Just as the Taoists in the Ten Thousand Soul Lamp Room were in a tough spot.
At this moment, Zong Shou was walking towards the south. He stepped in the air, one step was 10,000 feet.
At this moment, Little Gold was sleeping on his left arm in the shape of an armguard.
A few minutes ago, when it merged with Chill Spirit Death Energy, it started to show signs of advancing.
After accompanying him to slaughter Wuwei Temple, it couldn't take it anymore and fell asleep.
On his right were seven silver cocoons which floated in the air and followed closely behind him.
This was Hanxi and those six Saint Fire Silver Ants. Not long after they left Wuwei Temple, their bodies spat out numerous silver threads which wrapped around themselves.
During the Wuwei Temple battle, apart from those few Grade-9 and above Taoists, he pretty much didn't attack anyone else.
It was all done by Hanxi and its soldier ants.
It was like the flesh and blood of those living beings in Wuwei Temple were the best nourishment for its growth.
Suddenly, Zong Shou stopped and looked into the distance. He could roughly sense Dagu Temple in the south, it was less than 300 miles away.
In the next instance, Zong Shou's eyes squinted.
As expected, this Dagu Temple was prepared. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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