It was so quiet in the main hall that one could hear a pin drop.
Lu Zhou's expression was as calm as ever.
An indescribable power.
Is this what it looks like?
In truth, Lu Zhou did not expect to release the Great Seal of Fearlessness.
This was because he had never practiced Zen Buddhism.
In his memory, his understanding of the Zen Sect's hand seals was only at the level of understanding. Some of the basic hand seals and ultimate moves could be considered knowledge, but it could not be considered cultivation at all.
As for why the item card was a Great Seal of Fearlessness, Lu Zhou did not understand.
It was only when he used it that he had such thoughts.
"Second Chief!"
"Second Chief!"
Zuo Xinchan's four subordinates were horrified and quickly ran out.
Their intuition told them that the Second Chief couldn't withstand this move.
Duanmu Sheng, Mingshi Yin, Little Yuan 'er, Zhou Jifeng, and Pan Zhong followed him out of the Evil Sky Pavilion.
Lu Zhou was the only one who slowly sat down.
There was no need for him to follow them …
When he made his move, he could already feel how powerful that force was. He was the only one who had felt the power of Ji Tiandao's Peak Trial Card, so he knew how powerful it was.
Just how strong was he?
Judging from the feeling just now, the power that could slap Zuo Xinchan away seemed to be stronger than the power of the Peak-Form Trial Card. However, Zuo Xinchan was able to withstand it and was able to stand firm. It seemed that the power was only a little stronger than his.
The stronger one meets the stronger one?
It was a pity that he had only used the Item Card once, so he did not have enough references.
It was indeed indescribable …
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The four black-robed cultivators were the first to arrive near Zuo Xinchan.
He stopped when he was about ten meters away from Zhang Xuan and did not advance any further.
From the scattered bluestone fragments and the broken ground, one could see how much force Zuo Xinchan exerted to stabilize himself when he landed.
"Second Chief!"
They found that Zuo Xinchan was standing still as if he had been petrified.
He looked in the direction of the Evil Sky Pavilion in fear.
Those who were not directly involved would never be able to understand the feelings and feelings of the people involved at this moment.
But one thing was certain …
He was defeated, defeated in one move.
The four subordinates had never seen the Second Chief like this. They all looked at Zuo Xinchan in horror.
One of them cautiously walked up to him.
He raised his hand and waved it in front of Zuo Xinchan.
Zuo Xinchan was still looking forward in the direction of the Evil Sky Pavilion.
A cool breeze blew over.
Zuo Xinchan's ink-colored Yuan Qi drifted out of his body.
Then —
Zuo Xinchan turned into dust and drifted away with the wind.
In the blink of an eye, Zuo Xinchan disappeared from the world.
All that was left was the damaged ground and a deep pit created by two feet.
Zuo Xinchan, who ranked third on the Black List in the cultivation world, had fallen.
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Duanmu Sheng, Mingshi Yin, and the others gulped as they watched this scene in disbelief.
He felt shocked and relieved at the same time.
This fellow dared to put on airs in the Evil Sky Pavilion. He only had himself to blame for this.
However …
To reduce him to ashes with a single slap... Wasn't that a little too ruthless?
Just how high was the cultivation base of the old master? How many tricks did he hide?
They had been following their master for many years, but they had never seen their master use the Zen Mudra. How could they not be shocked when Zuo Xinchan, who was a Four-leaf Golden Lotus cultivator, was able to kill him with just one strike?
After a long silence, Mingshi Yin muttered, "Master's temper …"
"He deserves to die." Duanmu Sheng nudged Mingshi Yin.
Mingshi Yin nodded and said, "Mhm, they deserve to die."
The four black-robed subordinates were even more embarrassed.
With the death of the Second Seat and the loss of their backbone, the four of them trembled with fear.
The arrogance in his bones had also disappeared without a trace …
So what if they were at the peak of the Divine Court realm?
Everyone in the Evil Sky Pavilion was at the Divine Court realm.
Mingshi Yin flexed his muscles, put on a sly smile, and said, "Do you four … want to see my Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar?"
"M-mister Fourth … You, you …"
Their words were incoherent and they could not speak clearly.
When they saw Duanmu Sheng and Mingshi Yin pouncing on them like tigers about to pounce on their prey, they were so frightened that they kept retreating.
It was at this moment.
Lu Zhou's voice rang out from the Evil Sky Pavilion.
"Go back and tell your sect leader to control his own people."
Since his master had given the order, Mingshi Yin naturally did not dare to move.
"Get lost." Mingshi Yin glared at him.
In the Evil Sky Pavilion.
Lu Zhou received a notification from the system that he had obtained 1,000 merit points.
An item card was worth 500 merit points, and a Nascent Divinity Tribulation expert could provide 1,000 merit points.
Although item cards were good, he had to use them carefully in the future.
The indescribable power of this thing had exceeded Lu Zhou's expectations as well.
Lu Zhou had asked Zuo Xinchan why he had invited him here.
Apart from wanting to know the purpose of the Fiend Temple, he also wanted to test the effect of this card.
However, it was a warning to the Fiend Temple that he had killed him.
Duanmu Sheng, Mingshi Yin, and the others returned at this moment.
"Master's divine might is unparalleled. Once you make a move, you can turn him into ashes!" Mingshi Yin flattered Lu Zhou.
"Master, I want to learn it too!"
Little Yuan 'er ran to Lu Zhou's side, rubbed his shoulders obediently, and hammered him with her little fists.
Lu Zhou shook his head and said, "Nonsense."
"You cultivate the Supreme Purity Jade Slip. The cultivation method focuses on body movements, and the fist technique … is at odds with the Zen Sect. Aren't you afraid of qi deviation by practicing this? "
Little Yuan 'er muttered, "People say that I'm already a villain."
"You talk too much." Lu Zhou raised his voice.
Little Yuan 'er pouted and did not say anything.
Duanmu Sheng asked in confusion, "Master, why did you let them go?"
Before Lu Zhou could speak, Mingshi Yin said from the side.
"Master just wants to make an example out of them. He doesn't really want the Fiend Temple to be destroyed. The Fiend Temple is ambitious and wants to expand its power. Eldest Senior Brother … the Nether Sect is their obstacle. If the Fiend Temple is gone, who will restrain the Nether Sect? "
Duanmu Sheng seemed to understand. "Zuo Xinchan is the Second Seat of the Fiend Temple, after all. How can the Fiend Temple let him die?"
"You think too much … What can they do even if they are angry? Lead the whole sect to attack Golden Court Mountain?"
The rest of his words were self-evident. Even Yu Zhenghai did not have the courage to do so, so how could the Fiend Temple dare to do so?
Besides, Golden Court Mountain had just repelled the top ten experts, and even Luo Changfeng, the sect leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect, who had a Seven-leaf avatar, was defeated by his master. Who would dare to do so?
After that, Mingshi Yin put on a proud look.
"What Mister Fourth said makes sense. It enlightens me," Pan Zhong said with a bow.
"Mister Fourth, you are a genius who has solved my doubts …" Zhou Jifeng chimed in.
Mingshi Yin, "???"
'Did these two fools flatter the wrong person?'
Mingshi Yin stole a glance at Lu Zhou cautiously.
Lu Zhou was not angry. He was just thinking …
'This fellow is really good at analyzing.
His analysis seems to be logical. '
'After listening to him, it does seem to make some sense.'
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Meanwhile.
The group of black-robed cultivators returned to the black dragon chariot.
They could not believe it when they learned that the Second Seat was dead.
They did not dare to stay at the foot of Golden Court Mountain anymore.
Without Zuo Xinchan, it became extremely difficult to drive the black dragon chariot.
They could barely make it take off, and the speed was very slow.
The black dragon chariot flew back the way it came.
After flying for an hour, it was less than a hundred miles away.
The black-robed cultivators surrounded the black dragon chariot and channeled their energy with all their might.
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