"How dare you commit murder in front of my Xuanhai Sect? Die!"
A loud shout came from the dark green light.
Rumble!
The world flipped, and it was as if the entire sea had been overturned. Vast amounts of seawater fell from the sky, as if it was going to destroy the world.
In Near Celestial Town, mortals and cultivators shivered under this heavenly might, feeling that they were doomed.
Chung Shen-soo, who was in the center, felt the immense pressure on his body.
However, he was not afraid and only laughed. "Overturning Rivers and Seas? A mere cultivator in the Divinity Realm dares to provoke me? You're courting death! "
As he spoke, his Primordial Core was released.
The Overturning Rivers and Seas was suddenly suppressed, and the vast amount of seawater was reduced to mist. It was as if a gentle breeze and drizzle had fallen on the ancient town, leaving no power behind.
The expression of the cultivator controlling the sea changed drastically, and he wanted to say something.
Zhong Shenxiu was too lazy to pay attention to him. From the External Core, a giant hand made of yuan qi flew out. After unfolding, it was like a great Xiantian qi capture, grabbing this person. She shouted, "If you want to die, then I'll help you!"
The cultivator was dressed in a green robe and looked like an old man. A dark green Core Qi flew out from the back of his head, and there was something floating in it. It seemed to be struggling before death.
Chung Shen-soo was impatient. He exerted a little force and crushed the cultivator to death.
Crack!
The old man's body exploded, and his head rolled on the ground. His eyes were wide open, and he died with a grievance!
Chung Shen-soo looked at the stunned Xuanhai Sect disciples and shouted, "Get your Core Formation Patriarch to talk to me!"
"Patriarch! You've died a terrible death! "
Before he finished speaking, the young Daoist with a sword knelt on the ground. He held the head and wailed.
"Patriarch …"
Chung Shen-soo's expression was blank as he thought of a possibility.
He pointed at the head on the ground and shouted, "Who is this person?"
"You demon …"
The other female cultivator from Xuan Hai Sect cried out in a trembling voice, "How shameless … First, you killed Patriarch Fu Hai, and now you want him to talk to you … How can a dead person talk? Although you're fierce and domineering, you can't be like this … like this … boohoo … "
Her words were intermittent, and her voice was choked with sobs.
"How can he be a Core Formation Ancestor?"
Chung Shen-soo had an expression that said, "Are you f * cking kidding me?"
The aura of this cultivator whom he had crushed to death was only comparable to that of a Divine Ability, and he had indeed only cultivated a Divine Ability that could overturn rivers and seas. How could he be a Core Formation cultivator?
'Wait a minute … When this person was struggling at the end, did a pill fly out from the back of his head?'
Chung Shen-soo waved his hand, and a green pill fell into his hand.
This Golden Elixir was dim, and there seemed to be some impurities inside. Compared to his External Elixir, it was like the difference between a firefly and the bright moon.
Suddenly, Chung Shen-soo had the same thought as when he saw the mouthful of Ice Soul Crystal. 'How can this lousy thing be called a Golden Elixir?'
He vaguely understood that he seemed to have made a mistake.
The Core Formation Ancestor and Golden Elixir cultivator that the cultivators of this world spoke of were not the same as the Primal Core Grandmasters of Seven Lights Heaven …
"This is f * cking ridiculous … Let me calm down first."
Chung Shen-soo did not move for a long time, and the other cultivators did not dare to move either.
After all, this was a peerless demon!
Even the Patriarch of Xuan Hai Sect, a great Golden Elixir cultivator, had been crushed to death. How could they dare to speak or move?
They wished they could turn into a piece of stone.
Even the cultivators of Xuan Hai Sect were like toads that had been struck by lightning. Their mouths were wide open, and they could not move for a long time.
"Forget it. Now that things have come to this, I can only make the best of it. Sigh … My Taoist Heart …"
Chung Shen-soo pointed at the surviving cultivators of Xuan Hai Sect and shouted, "You … lead the way. From today onwards, the surname of Xuan Hai Sect is Zhong. Who dares to object? Step forward! "
All the cultivators took a step back, thinking that this demon could crush a Golden Elixir cultivator to death. Whoever wanted to stand up for him could do so. They would rather die than stand up for him.
"Patriarch Zhong, my brother and I are willing to become your disciples. From now on, we will obey your orders without any hesitation!"
Two figures rushed out. They were Zhu Linger and Zhu Long 'er.
This girl was indeed a merchant. She was very decisive and had the courage to place a bet.
"Haha … I don't accept disciples, but I don't mind giving you a way out. Come with me."
With a hearty laugh, Chung Shen-soo sent out a burst of energy that wrapped around Zhu Long 'er, Zhu Linger' er, and a few other Xuan Hai Sect disciples. They turned into a streak of light and arrived at the sect's main gate.
Chaos reigned inside the Xuan Hai Sect. The cultivators didn't have time to flee, so they were in a complete mess.
When they saw the enemy invading, they finally came to their senses and hastily activated the defensive formation.
However, Chung Shen-soo laughed. Under the suppression of a origin core dao immortal, the spirit refining elders and spirit condensing disciples all collapsed to the ground. As for those with lower cultivation levels, many of them fainted without a sound.
With a flick of his sleeve, tyrannical magic power gushed out and refined the entire Xuanhai Sect's Mountain Guarding Formation. He even specially strengthened it, causing all the cultivators of the Xuanhai Sect to become turtles in a jar.
The daoist with the sword almost fainted at the sight.
Zhu Linger, on the other hand, was full of excitement. She whispered to her brother, "If we follow this patriarch, we'll be able to do whatever we want in Yue State in the future. Perhaps … we'll even be able to obtain eternal life!"
… …
Three days later.
News of the death of the Xuan Hai Sect's Core Formation forefather and the arrival of a new one had spread throughout the cultivation world.
However, it was easy for misinformation to pass on information based on popular opinion.
In the end, it became known that the Peach Blossom Thief was a great golden core cultivator who'd taken a fancy to a beautiful disciple of the Xuan Hai Sect. The disciple had refused to submit to him, provoking Forefather Seatopple. Unfortunately, Forefather Seatopple was no match for the Peach Blossom Thief's combat arts and died in the end. The entire Xuan Hai Sect had changed hands.
As the largest sect in Yue State, the Xuan Hai Sect dominated several smaller countries nearby. Even the imperial family had to pay tribute to it every year.
News of the change in ownership naturally shook the world.
Unfortunately, the scouts couldn't reach Immortal Overlook Town before they were blocked by the sect's modified formation.
… …
The outside world was in turmoil, but Chung Shen-soo didn't care at all.
He used a few tricks to suppress the entire Xuan Hai Sect. At this moment, he was wholeheartedly in the Sutra Pavilion, preparing to crazily learn some common knowledge. He couldn't afford to make the same mistake again.
The heavens had taken pity on him. He had originally wanted to openly visit the Xuanhai Sect and discuss the Dao with his fellow Daoists while the Xuanhai Sect was open.
Even though some mistakes happened later, he only wanted to suppress a few juniors and wait for the Core Formation Patriarch to appear. Then, he could reveal his identity and bury the hatchet.
However, he didn't expect that the Core Formation Patriarch of this world wasn't like that at all.
If he didn't pay attention, he would be crushed to death, crushed to death, crushed to death …
"What kind of nonsense is this?!"
"My image, my Daoist Heart …"
In the Sutra Pavilion.
Chung Shen-soo took a deep breath and looked at a book in his hand.
It was called the Ninth-Grade Alchemy Theory!
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