740 Yanzhen Technique

"Of course we run!"

Zong Shou laughed and answered really clearly.

He wouldn't say that his little puppy was not only a Qilin but the Qilin King Race blood.

Any Grade-6 Dao Soldier's strength was closely connected to the cultivation method, armor and mount. It couldn't lack a single one.

If they really sent the Purple Qilin Flame Spear out then Daoling Vast Habitat would be in a huge mess.

"You..."

Although Shui Lingbo expected that but seeing how Zong Shou replied in such a crisp matter with no hesitation and shame, she was really speechless.

In the end she sighed and shook her head, "If I was him no matter how huge the price I pay, even if I die, I would kill you here. I would let you return alive!"

"Unfortunately, you aren't him!"

Zong Shou didn't mind, he smiled and looked toward the direction of where Daoling Vast Habitat was at, "Now it is up to how that Senior Yuanmeng decides."

At this moment the sun had already set in the west. Seemingly being impatient, Zong Shou's laughter spread out over a thousand miles once more.

"Half a day has passed! Did everyone in your Vast Habitat die? Do you all still want to be turtles and not dare to fight?"

A crisp voice spread out into the distance. One could feel the energy going chaotic in the void tens of miles of away.

Moments later it calmed down.

Zong Shou sighed leisurely once more. It seems like this Daoling Vast Habitat made their mind up to not send anyone out.

It seemed like the tens of thousands of people within all didn't have balls. There was no movement within the Vast Habitat. However after a few breaths, a few voices spread out from around.

"Ruler is really charismatic! Challenging the Vast Habitat alone and making it such that they could only lock themselves up. You are the first person in ten thousand years!"

"Blood Sword Monster Lord, unrivaled in the Cloud World, you truly are the strongest!"

"Those Taoist Faction people have all along been speechless. Now they have lost all their face what can they do?"

"Fearing the strong and bullying the weak, totally cowardice! If those few End Realm people from the Taoist Faction know about how useless their juniors are what would they think?"

"Ruler taking revenge swiftly, I am impressed! Unfortunately it isn't a good time if not I would search for Ruler to have a good drink!"

A few loud voices shook the sky and reverberated, all of them filled with mocking intent.

Zong Shou grinned, too lazy to speak to these people.

At this time to diss Daoling Vast Habitat, adding oil to the fire, these people naturally had nefarious intentions.

He wasn't willing to bother and naturally wouldn't reply to them.

There were finally people from the Vast Habitat tens of miles away who couldn't take the provocation and charged out.

Forty people, two of them were Spirit Realm, their movement speed was extremely quick.

Outside of the space pillars one could feel the restless energy getting stronger and stronger.

Zong Shou's brow rose as he laughed coldly. He slashed out.

The space in front of him was forcefully stacked. When the blood red sword light was broken, dozens of silver dots were added to it.

Tens of miles out, a blood red sword energy sliced a Spirit Realm cultivator's body in just a flash!

Dozens of silver light surged from all around. Five of the Saint Fire Silver Ants surrounded the other Spirit Realm experts at a speed hard to pick up by the naked eye. With a spin, his four limbs and head were separated from his torso. Coincidentally it was five knives! It was extremely quick...

When those remaining silver light specks flew by, blood and flesh scattered. The dozens of Vast Habitat disciples, be it strong or weak, were instantly killed.

Following which the silver specks retracted. They rested on the blood colored sword and surged through space.

At this time there were hundreds of spells that smashed over from the Vast Habitat. However they were all late as the eighteen silver ants were already back by Zong Shou's side, circling around him.

The entire hundred miles area was instantly dead silent.

The people around mostly guessed the outcome of those few people. However they didn't think that Zong Shou was able to kill those forty people instantly in a breath. That they would fall so quickly.

The restless aura within the Vast Habitat seemed to have calmed down once more.

Zong Shou still stuck that Nameless Sword in front of him, looking at those dozens of corpses pitifully.

...These people were so pitiful. Being provoked by others and running out to die.

Shui Lingbo also sighed.

She knew that when facing someone like Zong Shou, without eighty Spirit Realm experts working together then no matter how many run out, they would be just asking to die. However they still ran out. Did they really have no plan or were they reckless?

She also felt worried about the situation of Daoling Vast Habitat. They couldn't even control their own disciples which showed how bad the situation within had reached.

This time Zong Shou really succeeded.

There were no more mocking noises from the hundred miles around. There would only be some weird noises which spread out which no one bothered about.

Those people who spoke just now weren't willing to continue to provoke to cause more Taoist elites to die under Zong Shou's sword.

The space was once again silent once more...

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Hundred miles away, Yuanmeng had returned to the high peak once more.

He was looking down on the ground at the dozens of corpses. His eyes filled with pain.

These people should be the elites of Daoling Vast Habitat, they should be the pillars that the Taoist Faction could rely on.

However from now on they could only lay there silently. A cold corpse, many of them couldn't even leave a soul lamp.

That blood colored sword light was right in front of his eyes. With his skills he could have easily broken it...

However should he attack or not?

If he sat there and not do anything, he could only allow this Zong Shou to brag and be arrogant in front of the Vast Habitat.

However if he did, if he was slower by just a little, he would be in danger of dying.

Other people might not be able sense anything but he knew that Aokun was drifting outside of the world.

A killing intent locked into him. If he did anything he would be able to notice it.

He was really the Ancient Evil Dragon! Just a few years after coming out, even a Saint Realm like Zhongguang who cultivated for two thousand years couldn't handle him.

As for the other, he was suppressed so he couldn't move.

He wasn't afraid of dying, at most he would start over from scratch in ten thousand years.

He didn't mind giving up on his cultivation.

However was it worth it to take the risk of dying together to kill this kid?

He was hesitating, the aura in his body turning really unstable and restless.

Moments later his gaze became more and more firm.

...If he didn't destroy this kid today then he would be a huge problem for the Taoist Faction in the future!

What was a little risk compared to that?

Even if it was just for the dozens of disciples that died in front of him, he had to attack to seek justice for them!

The space behind him shook. Qingming's petite body appeared behind Yuanmeng. Her face filled with anxiousness.

"Senior Master! Please calm down the situation within the Vast Habitat. Everyone is pumped up now and many of the people can't be controlled!"

Her tone was really anxious. If they went out now they would just be asking to die! They wouldn't be able to achieve anything...

Yuanmeng's brow rose when he heard that, instead he just smiled.

"So my Daoling Vast Habitat disciples still have some fierceness to them. They aren't just people who are afraid to sacrifice themselves and people who only knew how to fight for power."

Qingming was startled and looked towards Yuanmeng in confusion.

Those words were right but there was a time to be energized and bloodthirsty.

She really wanted to kill her way out to fight that Zong Shou!

Even if she died, she wanted that person to learn the strength of the Taoist Faction. However the future Taoist Faction needed seeds and needed a pillar.

Thinking about it that way, right as Qingming was about to persuade, Yuanmeng waved his sleeves.

"Let them, there is no need to persuade them. Zong Shou is going to die! In just a short while you can see the result! If I return safely, everything is good. If not then you will take charge of the Vast Habitat with your identity as third generation disciple."

Qingming was totally confused. Following which the space beside her collapsed.

The scenes in front of her changed. When she opened her eyes, she was in the Vast Habitat once more.

She was first shocked and then filled with joy and surprise.

Was Senior Master Yuanmeng prepared to attack? Will he be able to return back safely?

That last sentence was obviously planned for if he didn't.

Yuanmeng hesitated once more on that peak.

Actually to ensure that everything was perfect, the best way was to ensure there was some movement within the Vast Habitat to distract Zong Shou.

Following which he broke out into laughter. How could he allow those sect disciples to die because of him?

He didn't need them to!

Suddenly a needle stuck into his brow. Several silver lights stabbed into the acupuncture point there.

When the spiritual sense increased, a scroll was tossed out from his sleeves. It actually turned into a thousand feet formation diagram which fell under his feet.

Following which his Harvey spiritual sense spread through the air like a needle.

Pretty much at the same time a hundred miles away, Zong Shou felt a pain in his brow.

After slightly feeling dizzy, he fell into a white space.

It was snowy white, totally flawless.

"This is an illusion, a dream realm?"

Right away Zong Shou knew that it was done by Yuanmeng.

At this moment with him in the dream realm, he didn't know what was going to happen next.

He took in a deep breath to totally calm himself down.

He knew that if he could tide past this strike then Yuanmeng would most probably fall. If he couldn't then he would be the one who died.

In the next moment Yuanmeng walked over from the distance.

Along with his footsteps, large amounts of white turned black.

Following which the black color gathered to form a huge giant beast.

"Yanzhen Technique?"

Zong Shou's heart sank a little. This person wasn't using an evil technique but he was gathering the evil spirits from all over into the dream.

Even if he was able to hold on to the last moment, these evil spirits and demons might cause him to lose his mind and even destroy his soul.

In the next moment he felt there was something on his shoulder.

Without needing to look he knew that it was Xiaori that little puppy.

At this moment Yuanmeng was also surprised. Only to see that there were threads of wide energy wrapping around Zong Shou.

Who knows what it was but it made him feel terrified.