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On the ancient road, Zuo Zhicheng was walking alone in the Gobi Desert. The Holy Son of Hell was nowhere to be seen. In front of him was a huge canyon that stretched as far as the eye could see.
He slowly walked into the canyon, and in his infrared vision, he could already see many shadows that were constantly swaying.
"Hmm?" Zuo Zhicheng was slightly stunned. "There's more than one group of people?"
However, the change in the number of people was nothing to him. He just continued to go deeper into the canyon. This canyon, known as the Palisade Gully, was a barrier in the Gobi Desert that blocked people from going south. Only by passing through this canyon could one continue along the ancient road.
The entrance to the canyon was very wide at the beginning, but then it seemed to become wider and narrower. The narrowest part was usually only three or four meters wide. It was really a good place for sneak attacks and ambushes. In fact, it was indeed so. This could be called the most dangerous part of the trade route in the Northern Wilderness. Every year, countless escorts, merchants, bandits, and desert robbers died here.
Zuo Zhicheng could even see some white bones lying on the ground. Lizards and poisonous snakes were swimming among the skeletons.
A gentle breeze blew through the canyon, making a whistling sound like the crying of ghosts.
Zuo Zhicheng looked up. The cliffs on both sides were about fifty or sixty meters high, and the cliffs were very smooth. Even if he could climb up, it would take a lot of effort.
As he walked, Zuo Zhicheng finally reached the middle of the canyon. The bottom of the canyon suddenly opened up. It was about tens of meters wide, like a huge basketball court.
Under such circumstances, a group of people was waiting solemnly, silently watching Zuo Zhicheng.
Zhao Xingzhou, Ye Junxi, Mu Yuanying, and Huang Biao were leading the group. Behind them were thousands of people from the Cloud Feather Army and the Hidden Scale Army. All of them were wearing armor and looked nervously at Zuo Zhicheng, who was walking alone.
A person's reputation was like a tree's shadow. If the Sky Snake King was said to be a top-notch expert before coming to the Northern Wilderness, then after defeating the Yama's Holy Son on the Goddess Peak, his reputation was like the sun at noon. He had become a legend in the new continent's martial arts world, a top-notch expert.
Even though he was alone at this moment, he still gave everyone present a great pressure just by walking over so quietly. It was as if they were not facing a person, but a terrifying prehistoric beast.
Zuo Zhicheng walked all the way until he was 50 meters away from them. If he were to continue walking, he would enter Zhao Xingzhou and the others' attack range.
Huang Biao and Mu Yuanying stood in front of him and looked at Zuo Zhicheng seriously. Although they had not seen Zuo Zhicheng fight, they knew that he could defeat the Holy Son of Hell. Even if the Holy Son of Hell was weak, he could not be underestimated.
As for Ye Junxi, his eyes were filled with undisguised fear and jealousy.
'This lad is too much of a threat. Now that Junior Martial Brother and the Sun Moon Seal are in his hands, I can only rely on Zhao Xingzhou's strength to kill him. Although Zhao Xingzhou is said to be domineering, he is actually narrow-minded and cannot tolerate others. This time, he will definitely go head-to-head with Zuo Zhicheng. It will be best if they fight to the death.
Hmph, even if I can't kill him this time, he will become enemies with the Cloud Feather Army. By then, there will be many masters, including the Marquis Yi Yong, to deal with him personally. No matter how strong you are, can you be stronger than the Marquis Yi Yong? '
Thinking of this, the sneer in Ye Junxi's eyes became sharper.
Although Zhao Xingzhou was still riding the Heavenly Demon Qilin Horse, he had lost the Silver Reaper in his hand. He could only change to a silver spear at the last minute.
Looking at the people in front of him, Zuo Zhicheng looked at Zhao Xingzhou and asked, "General Zhao, is there anything I can help you with?"
Zhao Xingzhou looked at Zuo Zhicheng coldly, and his eyes seemed to be filled with killing intent. "Zuo Zhicheng, don't play dumb with me. You and the Holy Son of Hell went missing on the Goddess Peak. Tell me, is he in your hands? "
Zuo Zhicheng said indifferently, "I don't know either. After the avalanche, I was separated from everyone. After I escaped with great difficulty, I found that I was the only one around."
"Hahahaha." Of course, no one believed Zuo Zhicheng's nonsense. Zhao Xingzhou was the first to laugh. He pointed the spear in his hand at Zuo Zhicheng and said, "Zuo Zhicheng, I admit that your martial arts are slightly better than mine. However, you are still in the Human Dharma stage, while I will reach the peak of the Dharma stage and enter the Void Training stage.
You, on the other hand, are dominating with a martial arts technique that increases your physical strength. The potential between us is different. Do you understand? You are immersed in your small physical body, and your level is stagnant. It is only a matter of time before I surpass you.
However, although I had originally planned to fight you after I had achieved success in my martial arts, you should not have been greedy.
The secret treasures of the Underworld Sect should have been divided among the seven great powers. However, you took the Holy Son of Hell away and tried to take it for yourself? I cannot tolerate this. Moreover, the Living Buddha of Hell in the Underworld Sect is something that Master Hou wants. Even if I let you go, do you think Master Hou will let you go?
Zuo Zhicheng, if you know what is good for you, surrender and hand over everything obediently. If you do, I can be lenient. Otherwise, you will not be able to pass today's test. "
As he spoke, Zhao Xingzhou waved his hand and gave the order. The thousands of soldiers behind him nodded and took a step forward. In an instant, it was as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking. A powerful aura pressed down on Zuo Zhicheng.
On the cliffs on both sides, two hundred master archers and two hundred musketeers stood up and pointed their bows and guns at Zuo Zhicheng. In an instant, countless waves of hostility surged toward him. Even with Zuo Zhicheng's willpower, he could not help but feel a little suffocated.
"Good heavens, is this the feeling of being surrounded by thousands of people and being seen as a target by an entire army? The enormous pressure in my heart is not much different from the pressure I felt when facing the Holy Son of Hell.
Is this how the Holy Son of Hell escaped from such a situation again and again? No wonder his heart is becoming more and more determined and pure. He was able to break through to the Void Refinement realm. This is the result of the greater the pressure, the greater the rebound. "
This was the first time Zuo Zhicheng was surrounded by so many soldiers alone. It was also the first time he felt threatened by an army.
The army was the ultimate weapon of violence for mankind. It existed for the sake of killing. The reason why it could survive until now had already proved that it was more suitable for war than a sect or an individual expert. It was also more powerful.
Unless it was an expert of the Void Refinement realm or a Taoist priest with special preparations and Taoist techniques, even a Human Appearance expert could only run away. They could not fight against an army head-on. This was especially true when the enemy had bows and guns, which could be used to kill an expert.
Perhaps only an expert like the Holy Son of Hell, who had the Six Paths of Reincarnation and could manipulate people's hearts in battle, could fight against an army head-on by making the enemy kill each other.
When Zhao Xingzhou saw this, the corners of his mouth curled into a confident smile. He said slowly, "Zuo Zhicheng, are you still blinded by greed and want to fight to the death?
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