710 Crazy

Wu Xu touched the mirror with his hands and his eyes swept about.

"Brothers, please help me!"

When he said this, there were many Taoists who flashed forward to the sides of this mirror.

Using Soul Power to activate it, a giant whirlpool formed in the mirror. The mirror light shone through and broke through layers of space.

In the end, when the whirlpool settled down, there were many ripples on the face of the mirror. A blurred picture started to appear.

It was an island within a lake, slowing becoming clearer and clearer.

When the scene appeared fully in front of everyone, everyone in the room held their breath.

They could only see blood. The pavilions and buildings were mostly gone and there were broken ruins and dust everywhere. There were also pieces of human flesh scattered around.

Blood flowed, dyeing the lake water around the small island red.

At this moment, there was only one person in the skies above the island; he was wearing a bright gold shirt and had 30,000-foot Lightning Wings spread out behind him.

Beside him flew many silver colored ants, who knows what type of insect beasts they were.

Below, there were a few furious Taoists who charged over. Their auras were intense, like they had made up their minds to fight to the death.

However, the teen was unfazed. He continued to look down impassively, looking at them like he was looking at ants.

"It really is Zong Shou!"

A low mutter echoed in the room, filled with both astonishment and rage.

At this moment, the Sword Light shuddered and the entire lake island was shaking. The few remaining buildings were also shining, along with the rippling surface of the lake that covered 100 miles.

One gold and one silver, two rays of light flashed continuously, causing blood flowers to bloom among the people.

The 30,000-foot Wings spread out and numerous Black Flames exploded. The green-white sword also slashed down in an instant.

Those few Taoists who had charged over had their heads cut off and their bodies fell from the sky.

The entire Wuwei Temple was instantly devoid of life. Zong Shou still hadn't left, using the Sword Energy as a brush to draw a very life-like and energetic 'four'.

The blood fountain around him flowed within and instantly dyed this huge world red.

His eyes looked coldly over.

His lips curled as he scoffed and a clean Sword Shadow slashed over through the sky.

As expected, the scenes within the mirror shook and then totally disappeared.

"Sky Burning Flame, that person is definitely Zong Shou!"

"Massacring the Sect! Another 1,900 lives, this person is worse than an animal!"

"He is a demon! He is more vicious than people from the Demon Path!"

"Four? Is he trying to tell us that there will be a fifth and a sixth Wuwei Temple?"

"He is too arrogant! Our Taoist Faction has never suffered such humiliation before..."

"That Wuwei Temple is also useless! Thousands of disciples along with the power of a formation and they couldn't even stop him for a short moment!"

"Why don't you say that it is because this Zong Shou's Sword Techniques are just too strong?"

"This should be the Platinum Dragon Sword and the Instant Space Dragon Sword, how sharp! With that sword, everyone below Middle Spirit Realm won't be able to block even one sword. No wonder Xuwen and Linya fell to him...:"

"What a waste. This Vast Habitat Mirror can only view the situation and not the source of the laws. We are unable to know how deep Zong Shou's Sword Path has reached..."

Wujue's face was ashen white as he looked to the side of the Ten Thousand Soul Lamp Room.

Wuwei Temple had some Cultivators who left their soul lamps here. Just now there were three lamps which extinguished at once. Two Grade-9 Cultivators and one Spirit Realm.

Just now, he personally saw that Spirit Realm Cultivator fall under the sword of Zong Shou.

Along with the help of other fellow Sect members, they weren't even able to block a single sword!

Within his Pushan Temple, they only had two Spirit Realm experts who returned.

They had 4,000 disciples, their formation was slightly stronger than that of Wuwei Pass. However, how long would they be able to block this demon for?

15 or 30 minutes?

Wu Xu's eyes were also fluctuating.

He had taken control of Daoling Vast Habitat for hundreds of years and there was never anyone who had caused him to be so clueless and lost.

"Quiet!"

He raised the little hammer and knocked lightly on the golden bell.

Instantly, a majestic bell ring sounded throughout Daoling Vast Habitat.

The room turned silent once more as Wu Xu's eyes were half-opened and half-closed. He was still extremely calm.

"Guanling, Wuwei, Weishan and Wenyi Sects have been wiped out. It is my fault. I didn't expect it and didn't defend against it. After this battle, I will personally ask the Vast Habitat Elders to punish me. However, Zong Shou is insane, but this is a chance for all of us to solve this problem, to take revenge for the death of the four Sects..."

The moment he spoke, the expressions on all of their faces changed. Some of them didn't agree, some of them laughed coldly, some of them were furious while some of them were seemingly indifferent.

Wu Xu wasn't worried, just asking impassively.

"What other sects does our Daoling Vast Habitat have near Wuwei Temple?"

Sitting below him on the left, a Taoist thought about it solemnly and then answered, "1,900 miles to the south there is Dagu Temple. 2,400 miles to the northwest there is Wuding Temple. 3,000 miles to the southeast there is Lishan Sect..."

For each word that he spoke, the people in the hall would frown once.

At this moment, there were only 40 Spirit Realm Experts within the Vast Habitat.

The Purple Qilin Flame Spear Cavalry suffered heavy loses just a year ago and they hadn't recovered yet.

So how would they defend those few sects?

They could teleport over, but that would need those few Sects to survive for a period of time first...

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Just as the Taoists within the Ten Thousand Soul Lamp Room were finding things problematic, Zong Shou was traveling south. He stepped on the air and one step covered 10,000 feet.

At this moment, Little Gold was already sleeping on his left arm, turning into a shoulder guard.

A few moments ago, when it merged with the Chill Spirit Death Energy, it was already showing signs of advancing.

After slaughtering Wuwei Temple with him, it couldn't take it anymore and entered a deep slumber.

On his right were seven silver cocoons hanging in the air and following closely around him.

It was Hanxi and the other six Saint Fire Silver Ants. Not long after leaving Wuwei Temple they each spat out numerous silver silks that wrapped around their bodies.

During the Wuwei Temple battle, apart from those Grade-9 and above Taoists, Zong Shou didn't bother with the rest.

Hanxi and these worker ants completed the job for him.

It seemed like those living beings, the flesh and blood of the people in Wuwei Temple were the best fertilizers for their growth.

Zong Shou suddenly stopped and looked into the distance. He could sense Dagu Temple to the south, it was just 300 miles away.

In the next instant, his pupils constricted.

Dagu Temple was prepared.