The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple

Chapter 1208: Chapter 363: He Actually Carries an Old Grandpa with Him (6k)_2

"What a sweet hatred..." The monster extended its crimson tongue, savoring as it licked its fingertips.

"Since this seat gained intelligence from that Netherworld Forbidden Ground, never have I tasted such pure hatred in all these years..."

Zhou Qing’s heart sank.

As he anticipated, the monster was no longer its original existence but a state akin to the Old Peng King, a corpse transformed into spirit.

At this moment, the aura emanating from it far exceeded that of an ordinary Divinity Transformation Perfection, almost infinitely nearing the Spirit Severing Realm.

"But being so strong, why would it host within Xuanyuan Yichen of early Divinity Transformation?" Zhou Qing secretly pondered.

"What kind of limitation is it under, or does it have other plans? Just what transaction did they make?"

Wu Zhenyue stood to the side, dumbfounded, completely unable to grasp what was happening.

How did the Seventh Prince become this way?

Where did this monster come from?

Yet, Zhou Qing said nothing and just observed as the annotation [Person Usable for Long-Term Exploitation] above the monster’s head gradually fades.

This indicates that Xuanyuan Yichen is about to vanish completely.

But in the next second, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst forth from the monster’s body!

"Roar——"

A dragon’s roar pierced the clouds, and the golden light condensed into a majestic coiled dragon illusion.

The dragon’s eyes were like torches, glaring in all directions: "Who dares harm my royal offspring!"

When he caught sight of Zhou Qing standing opposite, a trace of astonishment flashed in the dragon’s eyes: "Is it you?"

Because just over three months ago, they had parted at Bibo Celestial Lake, how is Zhou Qing appearing at the border at this time?

Zhou Qing also looked at Xuanyuan Hao, understanding in his heart: Is this the protective soul mark Sikong Yan mentioned?

Xuanyuan Hao’s illusion then turned to the hideous monster below, the dragon’s whiskers flaring in anger: "What kind of creature are you?!" ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

The monster’s six arms twisted bizarrely, releasing a piercing laugh: "Hehehe... mere insignia, and you dare inquire about my origins?"

One of its arms suddenly surged, its fingertips turning into a dark bone spike, stabbing directly at the dragon illusion’s brow: "Break!"

Dense, bizarre runes emerged on the bone spike, writhing violently and instantly corroding towards the dragon illusion.

Xuanyuan Hao’s illusion trembled violently yet still shouted sternly: "No matter what you are, to dare harm my son..."

Before the words finished, the monster’s other five arms simultaneously formed gestures, weaving five strands of black glow into a net, completely shred the dragon illusion!

Zhou Qing watched coldly as the shattered golden light from the monster was devoured completely amidst its rampant laughter.

As the golden light dissipated, the air still lingered with Xuanyuan Hao’s unwilling dragon roar.

Wu Zhenyue’s Adam’s apple rolled as he struggled to swallow his saliva, fine beads of sweat seeping from his forehead.

Instinctively, he looked at Zhou Qing, his hand holding the halberd slightly trembling.

The six-armed monster greedily chewed, golden light dots still hanging at the corner of its mouth.

Then, its scarlet eyes locked onto Zhou Qing, excitement in its voice: "I can feel it... your bones are so young, it’s enviable..."

"A fourth-level Array Master... Divinity Transformation Perfection... Even the Yellow Official Paper can’t do anything to you..." The monster suddenly trembled with excitement.

"Such fortune... such talent... far surpasses that worthless prince!"

All six arms opened simultaneously, making an embracing gesture: "This seat originally wanted to support him ascend... to restore its strength using the dynasty’s fortune..."

Emitting a snicker, "But now... you’re the perfect vessel!"

It stared greedily at Zhou Qing.

"Possessing you... I can not only be reborn..." Its grin widened, "But also inherit your array dao talent... your overwhelming fortune... even..."

Its voice suddenly became low and tempting: "Your unknown secrets... This seat is very interested in them..."

"If you don’t want to die, leave this region immediately!" Zhou Qing promptly transmitted to Wu Zhenyue, his voice carrying unprecedented gravity.

The already wounded Wu Zhenyue had a pale complexion, transmitting back: "I’ve already notified several other legion commanders, they’ll be here soon..."

"It excels at devouring, the more who come will only become its nourishment!" Zhou Qing sternly interrupted, "Leave immediately, the farther the better!"

Wu Zhenyue looked deeply at Zhou Qing, then nodded heavily: "Master Zhou, be careful then."

"I will have the area sealed off within a thousand-mile radius, preventing any life from approaching."

He paused, adding with a complex look: "The death of the Seventh Prince is not related to you, rather you detected the trail attempting to save him."

"Moreover, the Emperor also witnessed it firsthand, rest assured."

Zhou Qing raised a brow slightly at the words, quite unexpected.

He then lightly responded with an "Mm".

"Be cautious!" After Wu Zhenyue spoke, he promptly led the legion leaders to swiftly retreat.

Once everyone had gone, Zhou Qing immediately mobilized the golden floral Spiritual Power stored in the four-colored flowers within his sea of consciousness.

As the golden Spiritual Power coursed through his body, his state instantly returned to its peak.

Possess me?

Are you sure you want to do that?

Although previously experienced corpse transformation possession by the Peng Emperor, and becoming a living corpse possessed by Golden Thunder Sect Leader Lei Wuji.

Even Xuanyuan Shuo’s soul search was neutralized by the four flowers.

Yet, the old monster from the Fifth-level Cultivation Country before him, despite greatly reduced strength, could hardly be without some bizarre means.

The four flowers slowly rotated in his sea of consciousness, ready at any moment to counter possible possession attacks.

His gaze was sharp as a torch, closely observing every move of the six-armed monster, not daring to relax.

"Boom!"

The world suddenly changed color, with the clear sky instantly engulfed by rolling clouds of demonic aura.

The six-armed monster licked its lips, its voice enchanting: "Having others leave, yet you remain, seems you’re very confident in yourself."