The Divine Core warrior from the Holy Clan stared at Luo Zheng with a surprised and doubtful expression …
The aura emanating from Luo Zheng's body made him realize that this man was a mighty warrior!
The gap between his cultivation base and Luo Zheng's was too great, and he couldn't see through Luo Zheng's true strength. But, he could guess that Luo Zheng was at least a Third Transformation God, and he might even be a Realm Lord!
Wasn't the Seven Extreme Worlds occupied by the Sacred Clan? A mighty warrior like this dared to step into the Seven Extreme Worlds? Wasn't he just courting death?
"You, who are you … what do you want? Don't tell me you're going to surrender to the Sacred Clan … "Although the Sacred Clan warrior's cultivation base wasn't high, his mind was still sharp, and he instantly came up with this answer.
If this man was really going to surrender to the Sacred Clan, he might still have a chance to survive. Humans would always think in a positive direction, and the Sacred Clan was no exception.
"You don't have the qualifications to know my purpose." Luo Zheng gazed at the man with an indifferent expression, then he loosened his grip. The whip dropped down and returned to the Sacred Clan warrior's hand.
Luo Zheng's action immediately made the Sacred Clan warrior happy. He felt like he had guessed Luo Zheng's purpose correctly. This man was really here to surrender to the Sacred Clan, but he didn't want to tell the Sacred Clan warrior …
But with Luo Zheng's next words, the hope that had just risen in the Sacred Race martial artists' hearts was crushed.
"Weaklings, die!" Luo Zheng closed his eyes.
Luo Zheng unleashed his soul pressure, and it spread out in all directions with him as the center.
There were a few Divine Core warriors hovering in midair. When they saw what was happening, they kept a certain distance from Luo Zheng and the others, and they were carefully observing Luo Zheng's movements.
When they heard Luo Zheng's words, these Sacred Clan warriors immediately had a strong sense of crisis, and when they realized that something bad was about to happen, they immediately turned around and fled!
But as soon as they thought of running away, they felt their heads sink, as if there was a million kilograms of weight pressing down on their heads. Then, their souls were like fragile bubbles, instantly bursting. Their heads exploded along with their souls.
A Divine Core warrior's soul had never been tempered before, so it was as weak as a newborn baby. There was no way for him to fight back.
The several Saint Race cultivators who were escorting the humans suddenly turned into headless corpses that plummeted downwards.
There was only silence in the vast valley …
All the mortals raised their heads to look at Luo Zheng, their eyes filled with disbelief. This person had only closed his eyes to meditate, but he had caused the heads of those arrogant Sacred Race people to explode. What kind of existence was this person?
At this moment, in their hearts, Luo Zheng had become a savior sent by the Heavens to save the people of the Country of Xi.
Luo Zheng glanced at these mortals indifferently and was about to leave when a voice suddenly sounded from below, "Benefactor, please wait!"
It was the monarch of the Country of Xi. He was in the Divine Illumination Realm and could fly in the air. Fly!
There were only a handful of people in the Country of Xi who had such a cultivation.
"Benefactor, I'm the monarch of these people. Since benefactor is willing to help us, can you please bring the people of the Country of Xi out of this Seven Extreme Worlds?!" The monarch asked with a begging expression. He knew there was a huge gap between his cultivation and Luo Zheng's. It was already a huge favor for this man to be willing to help them, and he shouldn't have any other extravagant hopes.
But, the monarch also knew that even if Luo Zheng saved the people of his country, they wouldn't be able to survive in the Seven Extreme Worlds. A few hundred thousand people were too big of a target, and they would be easily discovered by the Sacred Race cultivators.
Most importantly, once the Blood Curse Art was successfully cast, no one in this world would have a chance to survive. Even if they were hiding in a cave thousands of meters underground, they would still be affected by the Blood Curse Art!
The only way out was to leave this world …
The ponytailed girl poked her head out of the monarch's wide arm, her pair of black eyes staring at Luo Zheng. Her curiosity towards Luo Zheng seemed to have suppressed her fear and sadness, and she carefully sized up Luo Zheng.
Luo Zheng obviously understood the monarch's words, but he shook his head slightly, "There are too many people, I can't bring them away."
The monarch's face turned gloomy. His request was a bit too much. It was already a huge favor for this person to help them, and his request was actually a bit too much.
But Luo Zheng's eyes flashed, and he looked at the mountain wall on the side of the canyon, and pondered for a moment.
Then he approached the mountain wall, stretched out a finger, and lightly tapped on the mountain wall. The mountain wall instantly collapsed, and a large hole about ten feet high appeared.
Luo Zheng burrowed into the hole, and his finger was like a blade, constantly cutting and expanding the hole. In just ten breaths of time, Luo Zheng had dug out a cave that was ten thousand feet wide and a hundred thousand feet deep.
When Luo Zheng returned to the outside of the cave, he asked the monarch, "Do you have enough food?"
The monarch understood Luo Zheng's intention, and his face revealed a difficult expression, "There is indeed enough food, but hiding in this cave …"
The Country of Xi was forced to migrate by the Divine Clan, and before they left, the monarch had already mobilized everyone to bring all the food they could. Everyone's remaining rations could last them for half a month without any problem.
But was hiding in the cave useful? Once the Blood Curse Art took effect, the result would be the same no matter where they hid.
Luo Zheng of course understood the monarch's worries, "I will not let the Blood Curse Art take effect, you just need to hide in there for a few days."
Hearing this, the monarch's face was slightly shocked.
Perhaps the monarch's cultivation base was low, but that didn't mean his vision was low. After all, he was a warrior from the Upper Realm.
Judging from Luo Zheng's words, it seemed like he was going to stop the Divine Clan from using the Blood Curse Art?
"Trust me." Luo Zheng said with an indifferent tone.
Looking at Luo Zheng's firm and calm expression, the monarch suddenly felt a sense of trust in him. Perhaps this man could really do it …
"Thank you, benefactor, for saving us. If benefactor can help our Country of Xi survive this calamity, we, we …"
The monarch wanted to express his gratitude, but halfway through, he suddenly didn't know what to say next.
He was a Divine Reflection Realm martial artist. Only martial artists understood the difference in strength between the strong and the weak.
Mortals couldn't tell the difference, and in their eyes, the gap between a Divine Core warrior and a World Lord wasn't that big.
The monarch could vaguely understand Luo Zheng's strength. Since he dared to come to the Seven Extreme Realm alone, he was at least a World Lord, or even a Heavenly Lord. There was no way they could repay a man like this.
"We … we can't repay you, we can only kowtow to you to express our gratitude!"
After saying that, the monarch dropped to his knees in midair, kneeling down in front of Luo Zheng.
Since the monarch of the Xi Country had knelt down, there was no reason for the mortals to remain standing. Hundreds of thousands of mortals lined up in a long line, and at this moment, all of them knelt down in front of Luo Zheng.
Luo Zheng shook his head and said, "You can all enter now. I'll set up an illusory formation at the entrance of the cave."
The monarch nodded his head, then gave out an order.
Hundreds of thousands of mortals filed into the cave created by Luo Zheng. Using the Divine Rune Art, Luo Zheng casually set up an illusory formation at the entrance of the cave. When he activated the formation, the entire cave disappeared from sight.
This illusory formation couldn't stop a World Lord, and even a Divine Transformation warrior could easily find the flaw in the formation, and discover the hundreds of thousands of mortals in the cave.
However, the task of escorting these mortals was done by Divine Core warriors. With Luo Zheng's current strength, let alone a Divine Core warrior, even a False Tribulation warrior or Life and Death warrior wouldn't be able to see through the formation.
Therefore, with this formation, these mortals should be safe.
After arranging everything, Luo Zheng finally left, continuing his journey towards the Seven Extreme Immortal City.
The monarch was standing at the entrance of the cave, holding the girl with ponytails in his arms, and staring blankly at Luo Zheng's back.
"Monarch, who is he?" The girl with ponytails asked with a clear and melodious voice.
The monarch responded with a smile, "He … is a great hero of our human race!"
"Great hero? A very, very great hero? "The girl with ponytails asked again.
"Yes, very, very great …" The monarch replied.
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