69novels Chapter 100 Blood for Blood!
Chapter 100 Blood for Blood!
Zuo Ruotong was startled upon hearing this.
"A technique that can dismantle all arts based on Qi? Is there really such a wondrous art in the world?"
"Yes, that is to say, in the face of Wugensheng, all fancy spells are useless."
He can use divine spirits to transform all techniques into the most primordial true qi.
Zhuge Yan nodded.
Zuo Ruotong, as expected of a renowned figure, extracted the key points from Zhuge Yan's words in just a short time.
"Wait, if this divine spirit is truly as mysterious as you say, then it is undoubtedly the nemesis of our Three Ones Sect's Reverse Life Triple Realm!"
"good."
Zuo Ruotong narrowed her eyes, her expression gradually changing from initial surprise to ecstatic joy.
He has always been seeking to break through the second level and step into the third level.
In his view, just as a broken bone, once healed, becomes even stronger.
Between constant tearing and reconstruction, the rebirth of the second level becomes more stable, and quantitative change leads to qualitative change, eventually breaking through to the third level.
The idea is certainly good, but looking at the entire world of superhumans, finding someone who can tear him apart at will is as difficult as climbing to the heavens.
Even someone as powerful as the Celestial Master Zhang Jingqing might not find it difficult to defeat him by even a single move.
But Zuo Ruotong was confident that even a celestial master couldn't easily tear apart his rebellious life force!
If everything Yan'er said is true, then this Wugensheng is both the greatest enemy of the Sanyi Sect and its greatest destiny!
Thinking of this, a fiery glint flashed in Zuo Ruotong's eyes, and she couldn't wait to meet this Wugensheng right now!
But soon, this passion was extinguished by the helplessness in Zhuge Yan's eyes that he saw.
After taking a deep breath, when Zuo Ruotong opened his eyes again, his mind had returned to calm.
In the few seconds it took to close her eyes, Zuo Ruotong thought about many things.
Now he finally understood why his disciple Zhuge Yan had never told him all of this.
"Yan'er, you've suffered so much..."
Zhuge Yan raised his head and looked into Zuo Ruotong's still gentle gaze, and his nose suddenly felt sore.
"Master, I truly did not mean to deceive you, it's just that..."
"I know this matter is of utmost importance. If we are not careful, it could lead to the annihilation of the Trinity Sect..."
Zuo Ruotong nodded, and then continued:
"Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you. I won't go to Wugensheng before I help you find Liang Ting."
Everything you've said today, I will not reveal to anyone else a single word.
"Thank you, Master."
The heavy atmosphere inside the carriage had not completely dissipated, and the master and apprentice had clearly reached some kind of tacit consensus.
Zuo Ruotong will not actively seek out Wugensheng for the time being, and he will not stand idly by as Zhuge Yan pursues his revenge.
Just as the atmosphere was easing, a malicious voice suddenly rang out from outside the carriage.
"Hehehe, there are even fat sheep in this desolate wilderness?"
"Hey kid in the car, get out here! If you know what's good for you, hand over your valuables..."
"Wait, look at that carriage insignia... is it from Trinity?"
Zhuge Yan looked outside and saw several disheveled, ferocious-looking figures brazenly blocking the middle of the road, their greedy eyes scanning the carriage without restraint.
One of the men, a scarred man on the face, fixed his gaze on Zhuge Yan, who had just lifted the carriage curtain and whose face was pale but whose eyes were cold, revealing a disgusting drooling look.
"Master... is a demon of the Quanxing Sect!"
Outside the carriage, Lu Jin's voice was filled with shock and anger, and he had already assumed a fighting stance.
However, Lu Jin had not finished speaking.
Inside the carriage, a terrifying pressure suddenly erupted!
Just a moment ago, Zuo Ruotong was sitting upright like an immortal, but now she has disappeared.
The next instant, he appeared before the group of Quanxing like a ghost.
There are no superfluous movements, no complicated moves.
All that could be seen was that Zuo Ruotong was enveloped in a layer of almost transparent Qi flames that flowed with a bright white light—Reverse Life Second Stage!
His wide Taoist robe fluttered and rustled even without wind, and he exuded an aura of sacredness and inviolability.
"Noisy."
The two words were like ice falling to the ground.
Zuo Ruotong simply raised her hand.
boom! boom! boom!
Three muffled thuds followed, like heavy hammers striking a drum!
The three Quanxing members at the forefront hadn't even had time for their savage smiles to turn into horror before their entire upper bodies were slammed into them by an invisible, enormous force, instantly twisting and deforming!
The protective Qi shattered like paper, and the sound of bones breaking was clearly audible.
Before they could even utter a scream, their bodies flew backward like broken sacks, crashing heavily onto roadside rocks or tree trunks, dying instantly, their blood staining the ground red.
The gruesome manner of his death terrified the remaining souls of the Quanxing sect.
"grass!"
"It's the Great Ying Immortal!!! Run...run fast!"
The remaining two Quanxing members, including the scarred leader, were terrified out of their wits!
Where had they ever seen such thunderous methods?
This is not a battle, it's a crushing defeat, a massacre!
Greed and evil thoughts were instantly overwhelmed by boundless fear.
They turned around and wanted to run away, wishing they had two more legs.
But would Zuo Ruotong let them all get away?
His eyes were like lightning, precisely locking onto the scarred leader.
It's still a simple one-finger tap in the air.
"Ugh—!"
The scarred leader felt a piercing pain in his right knee, as if it had been instantly severed by an invisible blade!
He screamed and collapsed to the ground, clutching his severed leg, which had instantly lost consciousness and was gushing blood. He watched in horror as the "immortal," who seemed like a banished celestial being yet ruthless and decisive, approached step by step.
Zuo Ruotong walked up to him and looked down at the Quanxing demon who was sprawled on the ground like a rag doll.
The moonlight shone on him, and the rebellious energy flowed around him, making him appear both detached from worldly affairs and exuding an awe-inspiring and unapproachable majesty.
There was no pity in his eyes, only a cold killing intent and a judgmental indifference.
"I'll spare your life, go back."
Zuo Ruotong's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through the night wind and went straight into the soul of the scarred leader.
"Tell everyone in Quanxing, especially that bastard Liang Ting, 'White Owl'."
He paused, and each word struck like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of everyone present, including Zhuge Yan in the carriage.
"I, Zuo Ruotong, will remember the blood debt owed by Clan Chief Zhuge!"
"He harmed my disciple's closest relative; this is an irreconcilable hatred!"
"Let him wash his neck and wait."
"I, Zuo Ruotong, will personally lead the attack to punish him and take his dog's life, to avenge my disciple's father's blood debt!"
"no sooner said than done!"
The last four words, like a thunderclap, carried a resolute and domineering spirit that soared to the heavens, echoing through the mountains and fields.