The sound wave swept through Chongming Mountain and resounded in the skies. Si Wuya, Huang Shijie, Li Jingyi, and the others were shocked. They looked at the entrance of the underground palace.
A phantom appeared in front of everyone.
He was dressed in long gray robes that hung loosely around his shoulders. He looked majestic and imposing. He stood above the underground palace with the air of an immortal as he looked down at the others.
Whitzard who was bathed in an auspicious aura stood next to him. It looked docile and elegant as it looked down at the others as well.
He had been traveling at full speed throughout the night.
The others were no match for him. They were left far behind.
He did not know if he was late, early, or just in time. However, he was leaning toward the possibility that he was late because he saw some unpleasant scenes. Si Wuya was covered in wounds, Huang Shijie was gravely injured, and Li Jingyi's face was covered in tears.
The ground was a mess and covered in blood. Five or six people stood at the side with sharp gazes.
The leader was enraged. He pointed at Lu Zhou who had just appeared and said, "You …"
Swoosh!
A palm seal flew toward Lu Zhou.
The Deadly Card shattered.
The palm seal shone with golden radiance. At the center of the palm seal, a golden character, 'Que', appeared.
Ruo Que, Great Accomplishment.
The palm seal tore through the air and shrank the ground. In just a blink of an eye, it arrived before the leader of the old men. It stuck to the old men's facial organs and suddenly enlarged. Boom!
The old men were sent flying.
The old men blocked with both arms. His expression was ferocious and terrifying. His eyes were filled with shock.
He could feel the power of despair from the palm seal. It was as though the god of death had arrived. It was unstoppable.
"Yang Zhenren!"
Boom!
The underground palace shook.
The old men slammed into the walls of the underground palace, creating a huge human-shaped pit. His avatar, protective energy, astrolabe, weapon … He did not even have the time to use any of them before he was killed with a single move!
The underground palace was silent. The five white-robed cultivators looked at Lu Zhou with rage in their eyes. Their hearts skipped a beat.
This person was able to send Elder Yang flying with a single move. He did not even have the chance to retaliate. How powerful was he?
Lu Zhou stood on the steps with his hands on his back. He looked at the others and said, "I'll ask you again. Who injured my disciple?"
The white-robed cultivator had a grave expression. The five of them retreated to the edge of the deep pit and pulled Yang Zhenren out.
Daoist Master Yang coughed violently and began to look at the person in front of him.
He looked at the palm print on his chest. The puppet slave he had painstakingly cultivated for many years had been destroyed in one move.
Who was this person?
He swallowed his saliva and put away his arrogant and prejudiced attitude. He swallowed his displeasure and said, "He killed the Beast Tamer Yang Liansheng, he killed the Chongming Bird … This is the territory of the Chongming Tribe. Sir, are you really so unreasonable? "
Lu Zhou ignored the man and walked down the steps.
He walked slowly until he was ten meters away from Si Wuya.
Si Wuya fell to his knees with a thud. He said expressionlessly, "I've made a grave mistake and caused harm to Jiang Aijian … Please punish me, master!"
Lu Zhou's eyelids twitched.
He shifted his gaze to Jiang Aijian. He sensed that Jiang Aijian was still warm, but he was no longer breathing. Jiang Aijian's dantian's sea of Qi was shattered, and his internal organs were also shattered. It was already too late to save him.
Lu Zhou suddenly waved his arm.
Bang!
Si Wuya flew out.
Si Wuya slammed into the wall. He grunted and spat out a mouthful of blood.
However, he did not resent his master at all. Instead, he felt excited and relieved. He combed his hair and wiped the blood from the corner of his lips. Then, he adjusted his posture and continued kneeling. He prostrated himself and said, "Please punish me, master!"
"You're someone who can tell right from wrong, sir. It was all a misunderstanding. If you can punish these people, we can talk things out, "Yang Zhenren said calmly as he suppressed his anger.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Zhou turned around and charged toward Yang Zhenren like a bolt of lightning. The space distorted, and time seemed to stop as well.
Boom!
He left a trail of afterimages in his wake as he rammed into Yang Zhenren. Yang Zhenren narrowed his eyes. He felt the suppression from the Dao power as he was sent flying again. He crashed into the human-shaped pit.
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
Just like before, he could not fight back at all.
It was a complete suppression.
Yang Zhenren was furious. However, he was more shocked and nervous than anything else. If he was not mistaken, that collision was the work of a Grand Perfected Master.
He looked up. His eyes bulged.
"M-grand Perfected Master?"
The other five gasped and retreated. They looked at Lu Zhou as though they were facing a great enemy.
Lu Zhou looked at the six of them coldly and said, "Who gave you the right to butt in when I'm doing this?"
The five of them immediately dragged Yang Zhenren out and whispered, "Let's go, let's go …"
This person did not play by the rules at all. He was like a lunatic. It was best not to provoke him.
"Hold it." Lu Zhou looked at the six of them.
"M-senior Grand Perfected Master, what are you trying to do?"
"Did I give you permission to leave?" Lu Zhou frowned.
Unbeknownst to them, Lu Zhou was even more furious than them at this moment.
The six of them shuddered and shrunk back. They did not dare to move.
Lu Zhou's expression was solemn. His gaze was deep as he turned around and stood in front of Si Wuya.
He stared at Si Wuya and said, "So, you're aware of your mistakes?"
Si Wuya remained prostrated on the ground. He said, "It's all my fault for thinking too highly of myself. I didn't dare to come to Chongming Mountain on my own!"
"You've seen the Bright Bird in the white tower. You know its strength very well. Did you boldly come to Chongming Mountain because you think it helped you? "Lu Zhou asked.
Si Wuya lowered his voice and said in a desolate tone, "I've been having strange dreams all these years. I can't eat, sleep, or sleep well …"
"You bastard! How dare you quibble!"
Swoosh!
Lu Zhou slapped Si Wuya. Bam! Si Wuya was sent flying again.
Si Wuya endured the pain all over his body and did not resist.
He knew that any quibble would pale in the face of the truth.
He knew that his master had asked him about it before, but he was not sure what he was hiding. At that time, he did not dare to say anything. It was pointless to bring it up now.
Si Wuya knelt again. He straightened his back and said, "Please punish me, master!"
"Are you threatening me?"
Lu Zhou circulated his Primal Qi. The thousands of swords around him vibrated in unison and jingled. His palm seal was forceful and forceful.
Lu Zhou raised his hand and swung it at Si Wuya's face.
Swoosh!
Si Wuya did not dodge. He did not close his eyes as he looked up.
"Brother Ji!"
"Senior Ji!"
The palm seal was half an inch away from Si Wuya's face when it stopped.
The golden light was dazzling. It stung the nerves of Taoist Master Yang and the others.
'What's going on?
Why did he suddenly stop after hitting me? '
Huang Shijie coughed and advised, "It's not his fault … My disciple has been a coward his entire life. Some things have already happened. Why should he make things worse? "
Lu Zhou remained silent.
Si Wuya opened his eyes.
He looked at Lu Zhou and said, "If it's possible, I'd rather pay with my life."
"Pay with your life?" Lu Zhou frowned.
"I have the Art of Resurrection."
PS: I'll publish one chapter first and the remaining three chapters at night. I'm drawing the map. I'll publish it on the forum in a few days. Please vote!
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