Lu Zhou's gaze was focused as he extended his fingers to maintain the blue lotus.
The blue lotus bloomed on Yu Zhenghai's body.
The light blue brilliance completely enveloped him.
Lu Zhou could clearly feel Yu Zhenghai's life slipping away.
He recalled the scene of Yu Zhenghai kneeling at the foot of the mountain and acknowledging Yu Zhenghai as his master.
He recalled the time when Yu Zhenghai trained under the waterfall day and night in order to master the Great Dark Heaven Memorial.
He recalled the time when he made a mistake and was severely punished by being beaten up.
Scene after scene flashed before his eyes.
…
If it was just for the sake of reaching the peak of the human race, or to kill this treacherous and forgetful bastard, he would have to pay with his life.
So, was it worth it?
Yu Zhenghai had died twice. He had lost 600 years of his life. Even if he took into account the time he spent cultivating and the time he spent in his youth, he was indeed at the end of his lifespan. At the end of his life, he used all of his strength in exchange for Liu Gu's life.
So, was it worth it?
If you think it's worth it, then so be it!
…
Lu Zhou pressed his fingers down again.
The avatars of the three elders unleashed even greater power.
With Zuo Yushu's amplification formation, the Coiling Dragon Staff's special effect was unleashed without hesitation.
With Yu Zhenghai at the center, the blue lotus illuminated the land and spread into the surroundings.
Fish jumped in the water, water plants grew wildly at the bottom of the river, and flowers bloomed on the shore.
The broken trees were growing again!
Lu Zhou clenched his fist.
The blue lotus dissipated!
He raised his left palm again …
The Fiend Monk's Hand Seal descended, grabbed Yu Zhenghai, and pulled him up.
Lu Zhou returned to the flying chariot.
The three elders also withdrew their avatars at the same time.
"Eldest Senior Brother!"
"Eldest Senior Brother!"
Duanmu Sheng, Zhao Yue, Ye Tianxin, Zhu Honggong, Little Yuan 'er, and Conch said worriedly. The others were feeling uneasy and nervous.
Yu Zhenghai's eyes were tightly shut. No one knew if he was dead or alive.
Only a faint aura of life surged back and forth in his chest!
The wound on his chest had already healed under the blue lotus's healing, and it was no longer bleeding.
However, he remained unconscious and his condition was worrying.
He landed on the deck of the flying chariot.
"Master, how's Eldest Senior Brother?" Little Yuan 'er looked up.
The others looked at Lu Zhou, waiting for his answer.
Lu Zhou said, "It doesn't bode well."
Zuo Yushu exclaimed in shock, "Even you can't save him? This … "
This result was really hard to accept.
Everyone present had witnessed the power of the blue lotus's life force. Even with such a healing method, it still couldn't guarantee his life. Then … all the other healing methods of the Confucian, Buddhist, and Daoist sects became meaningless.
Pan Litian sighed and said, "You can say that he's fulfilled his final regret. He's just a little stubborn."
"I'm afraid he won't be able to survive with conventional treatment … Only unconventional treatment can save his life," Leng Luo said.
"Abnormal means?"
"I heard that the Evil Sky Pavilion's Mister Seventh, Si Wuya, gathered the power of the Darknet and scoured the lands, including the Other Tribes. He finally found a rune that can absorb life. Perhaps we can ask him about this. "
Everyone nodded.
"Every time a Wuqian dies, they lose three hundred years of their lifespan. He's already died three times … The rune absorption will probably only work within the thousand-year limit. So … I think we should find another way. "
At this moment, Lu Zhou raised his hand. "It's done."
He turned around indifferently and looked at the handprint on the cliff beside Cloud Rage River.
"Third brother."
"Yes, master."
"Bring him up here," Lu Zhou said.
"Master … I'm afraid he's been reduced to ashes a long time ago. You … You're going to whip his corpse?" Zhu Honggong was slightly puzzled. Then, he nodded. "You have a point. Whipping Eldest Senior Brother a few hundred times won't be enough! There's no need to trouble you, master. I can do it! "
"…"
The solemn, worried, anxious, and slightly sentimental atmosphere was rendered speechless by Zhu Honggong's words.
Duanmu Sheng said, "Dummy! That Liu Gu isn't the real Liu Gu. He's a Wuqian! "
A Wuqian could die three times.
Lu Zhou was not sure if Liu Gu had died three times in the past. To be safe, he sent someone down to investigate.
When Pan Litian heard this, he nodded and said, "I'll go with you."
Duanmu Sheng leaped up and flew toward the cliff.
Pan Litian followed closely behind him.
When the two of them arrived at the cliff, they were speechless when they saw the crater in the cliff.
"The pavilion master's palm strike …" Pan Litian gulped.
An Eight-leaf expert who was on par with Yu Zhenghai was no match for the pavilion master's palm strike.
Was a Nine-leaf cultivator really this powerful?
"I'll go up and have a look!" Duanmu Sheng was bold because of his skills. He walked into the crater and prodded with his Overlord Spear.
There was no movement.
He circulated his Primal Qi and broke the cliff.
Liu Gu's corpse rolled out of the crater.
Pan Litian said gruffly, "Be careful. Leave this to me."
He bent his arm and pushed out with his palm.
Energy surrounded Liu Gu as he slowly rose up.
"There's one more thing."
Duanmu Sheng saw a red brush. He retracted his hand, and the red brush flew into his palm.
The two of them returned.
When he saw Pan Litian bringing the corpse back, Zhu Honggong was furious. He cursed, "Master, leave the corpse to me!"
Bam! Bam! His fists bumped several times!
"…"
"Old Eighth, stop fooling around! Be serious! "Duanmu Sheng reprimanded.
When Liu Gu landed on the flying chariot's deck, Lu Zhou glanced at him.
Based on how he had used the Deadly Strike Card in the past, his target would usually be reduced to ashes with a single slap. However, this time, Liu Gu's corpse was intact.
The system's notification would not be wrong. Liu Gu was indeed dead. The Deadly Strike Card's effect was triggered as well.
However, he had to be wary of Liu Gu coming back to life.
"Master, I found this on his body." Duanmu Sheng presented the Magistrate Brush with both hands.
Lu Zhou glanced at it. He was slightly shocked. He took the Magistrate Brush.
"Ding! Obtained a super heaven-grade weapon, Magistrate Brush. Needs to be refined before use."
It was a super heaven-grade weapon.
The tip of the brush was red.
This reminded Lu Zhou of the red coffin, the red armor veins, and the red veins of the super heaven-grade High Void sword.
Was this … something left behind by the mysterious Nine-leaf elite as well?
"Master … The situation in the Divine Capital is dire. We've been delayed here for too long," Duanmu Sheng said.
"Look after him!"
Lu Zhou turned around and faced the Divine Capital. "Head to the Divine Capital."
"Understood!"
The flying chariot sped toward the Divine Capital.
Zhu Honggong walked up to Liu Gu and said fiercely, "I'll guard the corpse!"
"…"
…
Meanwhile.
At the peak of the Imperial city in the Divine Capital. The 19 elders looked down at the tens of thousands of Nether Sect members.
Only one-third of the Imperial guards were left.
Hua Chongyang and Si Wuya looked at the sky. Time ticked by.
The sun shone on their faces and scorched the ground.
The blood on the ground had also coagulated into scabs under the sun, turning black.
The flies that smelled delicious food buzzed toward them.
Hua Chongyang grunted and staggered backward.
"First Seat!"
"First Seat!"
Two Nether Sect disciples hastily stepped forward to support him.
'This is bad!'
Si Wuya placed his palm on Hua Chongyang's back and channeled his Primal Qi to heal him.
The 19 elders understood what was going on.
They exchanged looks.
"It's been two hours. The Ten Terminal Formation can be reactivated …"
"It's not good for us if it's reactivated … The Big Dipper Academy and the Sky Conduct Academy have always served the palace. Now that the Divine Capital and the Imperial city are in trouble, how can we sit back and do nothing? We can't just sit back and do nothing! "
"The Fiend Path is wreaking havoc in the world. They should be killed!"
"Ten of you will return to the Formation. The remaining nine will clean up the battlefield!"
The 19 elders quickly came to an agreement. Ten of them returned while the remaining nine continued to watch from the air.
At this moment, many cultivators rose slowly from the Divine Capital.
They summoned their avatars one after another.
Three-leaf, Four-leaf, Five-leaf … They flew toward them from the various city gates of the Divine Capital!
Many Divine Court realm cultivators summoned their Ten Worlds avatars and flew toward them.
"When the sandpiper and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits!"
The nine elders of the two academies nodded in satisfaction.
"The Imperial family is in trouble. If we don't act now, when will we? This is a great opportunity to wipe out the Nether Sect! "
When one of the elders saw the cultivators hesitating, he added, "His Majesty is about to attain the Nine-leaf stage! Those who follow the will of heaven will enjoy endless riches and glory! "
Nine-leaf?!
"Kill the Nether Sect!"
"Kill the Nether Sect!"
When one of them shouted, the others followed suit.
Their voices shook the heavens!
The Nether Sect members were ghastly pale.
Si Wuya frowned. He thought to himself, 'Why isn't Eldest Senior Brother back yet?!'
At this moment, two figures flew toward them from the western city gates.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Two energy arrows the size of arms sailed through the air. Bam! The arrows pierced the chests of two low-rank cultivators!
They were Godly Archers!
"Let's see who dares to move!"
The others looked in the direction of the voice and saw the Godly Archers above the city gates.
Hua Yuexing and Hua Wudao hovered in the air with energy arrows in their hands.
The situation was getting tense!
Nobody dared to make a move.
"They're only Two-leaf Godly Archers! Send three elders to take them down! The rest of you, take Si Wuya down with me. Hua Chongyang is heavily injured. We've won this battle! "
The others nodded.
Hua Chongyang was in great pain. He suppressed his surging Qi and blood and said, "I'm useless!"
"Now's not the time to blame yourself … Hua Chongyang, let me ask you, do you dare?"
"Dare what?" Hua Chongyang was puzzled.
Si Wuya produced two pills from his waist pouch and placed them in his palm.
"Primal Fiend Potion?!" Hua Chongyang's eyes widened. Then, they shone with determination. "Why wouldn't I dare?!"
He grabbed one of the Primal Fiend Potion and prepared to consume it at any time.
Si Wuya nodded. "Alright!"
In front of the Imperial city, Wang Yue struck his meridian points and said gruffly, "He's only struggling to the death! Yu Zhenghai must be regretting not being able to kill me! I'll go first … "
Bam!
Wang Yue stomped on the ground, shattering the stone slabs. He shot toward Si Wuya like a fired arrow.
Although he was heavily injured, a starving camel was still bigger than a horse. He was not someone a Six-leaf cultivator and below could deal with!
Si Wuya launched a palm seal!
Bam! Bam!
Wang Yue pushed out with both fists. Si Wuya reeled back!
"Mister Seventh!"
"Mister Seventh!"
Hua Chongyang flew over, raised a hand, and caught Si Wuya.
Si Wuya frowned. His arms were numb.
When he landed, he staggered a few steps before he managed to stabilize himself.
Wang Yue's sudden attack gave the 19 elders great confidence.
In the distance, Hua Yuexing watched anxiously.
Wang Yue wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and said, "I'll return the favor a hundredfold to Yu Zhenghai for hurting me! He can't kill me, but I can kill you! Who can stop me before the Imperial city?! "
He threw his head back and roared. Then, he stomped on the ground again!
"Wang Yue … How cunning!" Some of the more observant ones noticed Wang Yue's intentions. He had been concealing his strength and waiting for the perfect opportunity.
"Mister Seventh, move aside! I'll do it! "
Hua Chongyang pushed Si Wuya away.
He was about to consume the Primal Fiend Potion when a figure flew toward him from afar!
The others looked up.
"What's that?"
From Hua Chongyang's vantage point, he could see this.
The figure flew toward him in a slanted manner.
There was no fluctuation of Primal Qi or aura!
Wang Yue sensed this. He shouted, "You scoundrel who ambushed me! Die! "
He turned around and struck with his palm.
Bam!
The figure took the hit and fell to the ground.
The others exclaimed in shock as they looked over.
Even Wang Yue found this strange. He focused his gaze.
The figure was not an ambusher nor was it a cultivator from the Nether Sect. It was … the Emperor of Great Yan's Imperial family, the ruler of a nation, Liu Gu!
Wang Yue felt his scalp tingle. His eyes widened. "His Majesty?!"
The 19 elders and the cultivators in the Divine Capital were shocked as well.
It was the Emperor's corpse!
Yu Zhenghai had won? Where was Yu Zhenghai?
The others looked up again.
However, they did not see Yu Zhenghai. Instead, they saw a flying chariot that resembled a skiff. It was the Evil Sky Pavilion's cloud-splitting chariot.
Shortly after, a deep and sonorous voice rang in the air. "Take them all down!"
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