Free Web NovelChapter 584: Chapter 563: Overwhelmed by Grief and Fury
Huang Tianjing observed closely and realized Sun Zhe was not the Guardian Spirit Immortal he recognized, so he dared to order a suppression and kill.
While he was lost in thought, Jiang Xiong and Huang Zhong suddenly flew over.
Jiang Xiong worriedly said, "Family Head, since this young man has Yin Yang Wings, his origins must be extraordinary. He’s likely a member of the Sun Family. If we kill him... will it cause us trouble?"
Upon hearing this, Huang Tianjing snorted coldly, saying, "Regardless of this brat with Yin Yang Wings’ relationship with the Sun Family, as long as he dies here and we clean up our tracks, no one will know.
"Once I refine the Human Emperor Pill, I might not even fear the Sun Family!"
Seeing Huang Tianjing’s resolute attitude, Jiang Xiong and Huang Zhong could only sigh reluctantly.
"What the Family Head says is true; since it has come to this, we can only kill him!"
A sudden powerful gust arose.
Huang Tianjing refocused and looked up to see three figures descending from the sky aggressively.
"Truly a swarm of flies!"
He gritted his teeth and cursed, immediately flying up to confront the enemy.
Jiang Xiong and Huang Zhong exchanged a glance and closely followed.
In the sky.
Qing Kui chuckled, "Since you say that, then you’re nothing but dung!"
Enraged, Huang Tianjing’s entire body exploded with a violent aura, raising his hand to slash with a sword.
"You’re seeking death!"
Facing this astonishing sword strike, Qing Kui dared not directly confront it, avoiding the edge and letting Yao Yuelong handle it.
After landing with a loud crash, he went straight for Huang Zhong, eager to continue the unfinished duel!
Meanwhile, Liu Bingyue found Jiang Xiong, who wielded the Skyward Peg.
The battle between the two sides was about to erupt, with deafening booms shaking the canyon.
On another side.
Leng Yueshuang descended along the cliff, using the thick forest as cover to stealthily approach the tent where the children were held.
...
In front of the sacrificial altar.
Facing the siege of numerous disciples from noble families, Sun Zhe remained calm and unperturbed.
With his rusted Dragon-slaying Sword in hand, he executed the Lingao Swordsmanship to perfection and traversed the crowd using Witch’s Step, killing as easily as slicing melons, reaping lives as if reaching into a bag.
In his eyes, these disciples whose average cultivation was just Golden Core Realm were no different than offering their heads on platters.
As he thought of these beasts burning young children alive to refine pills, he killed without a shred of guilt and even felt pleased and relieved. The hostility in his eyes grew increasingly intense.
Unlike the elusive and hard-to-prevent "Zhou You Taixu," when the Lingao Swordsmanship, one of the Ten Forbidden Techniques, was unleashed, the vast sword majesty overwhelmed the sky as if the sovereign descended upon the earth, peerless and supreme.
Every sword strike seemed like a king delivering the sword of judgment!
The sword’s edge shattered mountains and rivers; all spirits bowed!
Some disciples with lower cultivation had lost their will to fight under the immense sword majesty before the battle even commenced.
Before long.
Sun Zhe annihilated a batch of rushing disciples and seized the chance to rescue the little boy, regardless of whether Little Dragon Girl agreed, sending him directly into the White Jade Ring.
The formation barrier enveloping the altar was extremely durable, and in terms of defense, even the barrier created by Yao Yuelong’s Spirit Gathering Array could not compare.
Sun Zhe tried several times but could not chop through it with the Dragon-slaying Sword to topple the medicine cauldron, so he had to target the tents a hundred meters away where the children were held.
Within his divine sense, Leng Yueshuang had already approached those tents amidst the chaos but was discovered and surrounded by several disciples, falling into a bitter battle.
"Shuang’er, hold on!"
Sun Zhe kicked away a disciple charging at him, his body erupting with dark lightning, sprinting towards Leng Yueshuang.
"Everyone, attack together. Whoever kills him will be richly rewarded by the Family Head!"
A large group of fearless disciples immediately surrounded and attacked, the shouting shaking the skies.
"Get out!"
Sun Zhe rushed forward, manipulating dozens of Taixu Sword Qi to explode, instantly slaughtering the disciples.
In merely a few breaths, he broke through the encirclement, found Leng Yueshuang, casually slaying those few disciples to help her break free.
"Shuang’er, are you alright?"
Leng Yueshuang glanced at Sun Zhe, seeing him exuding hostility and his single eye red, she couldn’t help but feel scared.
"I’m fine. How about you?"
Sun Zhe shook his head lightly, leading her into the nearest tent, his gaze sweeping over the children locked in iron cages.
The children included both boys and girls, averaging around ten years old, squeezed together in an iron cage unable to move, with their waste inside. Many had already fainted, gasping for breath, while some were crying loudly.
Leng Yueshuang watched this heartbreaking scene, a mix of sadness and anger filling her heart.
Over the years managing the Blazing Flame Group, she often operated in Northern Myanmar and rescued many such children. Despite having seen this often, she couldn’t help but feel tearful seeing it now.
Sun Zhe had no time for sad reflections, suddenly extending his left hand before her, saying, "Shuang’er, take the ring first and let Sister Long help put these children inside while I deal with those beasts outside."
"Alright."
Leng Yueshuang didn’t hesitate either, removing the White Jade Ring from his thumb.
Sun Zhe took a deep breath, gripping his sword with one hand, then turned and walked out of the tent, his violent gaze scanning the disciples outside, brimming with chilling murderous intent.
At this moment, all those disciples had already drawn their swords, forming their formation.
"Kill him!"
Someone suddenly shouted aloud.
The disciples roared in unison, charging to attack!
"A bunch of trash."
Sun Zhe’s single eye reddened, the hostility emanating from his body becoming tangible, suddenly turning into a black lightning bolt entering the crowd. Amidst the sword qi, the shrill screams shook the depths of the valley.
Elsewhere.
Yao Yuelong, locked in an intense battle with Huang Tianjing, also noticed Sun Zhe’s situation, feeling worried, transmitting through divine sense, "Ah Zhe, you’re too emotionally agitated; if this continues, you’ll undergo Dragon Transformation. Don’t forget what I taught you about the Dragon Taming Heart Method."
Sun Zhe was covered in blood as if he were a walking meat grinder, leaving a trail of corpses wherever he went.
Faced with Yao Yuelong’s advice, he responded with a perfunctory remark.
Suddenly, a howling sound echoed in the canyon sky.
Sun Zhe, who was in the midst of heated combat, hadn’t yet reacted when a palm shadow pierced through the air, launching him flying.
"It’s Grandma Five!"
"Grandma Five is here too!"
"This brat is doomed!"
Seeing this, the disciples from noble families were overjoyed, waving their arms and cheering.
The newcomer was indeed the Fifth Elder of the Dragon Capturing Race!
Sun Zhe crawled off the ground, wiping the blood from his mouth, raising his eyes to look at the elderly figure hanging in mid-air.
The Fifth Elder stood still in mid-air, looking down at Sun Zhe, the old eyes hidden in folds suddenly flickering with a hint of surprise.
"It’s been only so many days since we last met, yet you’ve reached the Spirit Gathering Realm."
Sun Zhe held his sword horizontally before his chest, his expression heavy.
Originally, he just thought that this old lady’s aura was unfathomable. Now, having reached the Spirit Gathering Realm, he could feel the suppression of cultivation realm more profoundly, as heavy as a mountain, its mere imposing presence making it difficult to breathe.
"This old lady’s strength should be below Long’Er and above Qing Kui."
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