Chapter 1632

Resentment Cloud

"Two … twenty times?

How did he do it? "

Everyone stood up and stared at Zhuowen. Their faces twitched violently.

The only person who could ring the Blood Cauldron twenty times was Mansion Master Xue Hentian. It was said that Xue Hentian had relied on the power of the Nine Sun Dao Sword to achieve this.

However, Mu Zhuo's cultivation base was only at the Fragmented Profound Saint Realm, and he had no official position in the Blood Refinement Mansion. He was also a nobody, but he had managed to ring the Blood Cauldron twenty times.

"Twenty times?

Impossible, he … I don't believe it! "

Shi Lie's body trembled as he clenched his fists tightly. He stared at Zhuowen's figure and let out an inhuman roar.

Although he felt regretful that he had not been able to ring the fifteenth time, he knew that the fourteenth time was a feat that all generals could only look up to. Other than him, no one else could achieve this result.

However, Mu Zhuo, who had been a nobody, had not only caught up with him but even surpassed him. He had even managed to ring the fourteenth time.

Shi Lie could not accept such a turn of events. In other words, he could not believe it. However, even if he could not believe it, it had already happened in front of his eyes.

Crash!

The moment Zhuo Wen struck the cauldron for the twentieth time, all the resentment in the blood cauldron poured out. The massive amount of resentment spewed out like an ocean, rushing into the sky and forming an endless dark cloud.

If one took a closer look, one would realize that there were countless ferocious faces in the dark cloud. They were all formed by the resentment.

"What have you done?"

Mansion Master Xue Hentian narrowed his eyes and looked at the huge resentment cloud in the sky. He stared at Zhuowen and shouted.

Xue Hentian had once struck the Blood Cauldron twenty times. Although the resentment produced was terrifying, it was not as dense and huge as it was today. It was as if all the resentment in the Blood Cauldron had been released today.

Moreover, Xue Hentian could clearly feel that the Blood Cauldron was only releasing the resentment. The even more terrifying pressure and Blood Qi had not been released.

"Is the Blood Cauldron helping Mu Zhuo?"

This strange thought suddenly appeared in Xue Hentian's mind, but he quickly rejected it. Although the Blood Cauldron had a spirit, Mu Zhuo had nothing to do with it. How could he help Mu Zhuo?

However, Xue Hentian knew that the unusual state of the Blood Cauldron had something to do with Mu Zhuo.

Zhuowen glanced at Xue Hentian and ignored him. With a stomp of his right foot, he leaped into the terrifying dark clouds of resentment.

"Where are you going?"

Xue Hentian narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly. He waved his right hand and a golden sword flew out. Under his mind, it chased after Zhuo Wen like a shuttle.

The moment the sword flashed out, golden light exploded and transformed into a terrifying blazing sun that was slowly being born.

"The First Yang Dao Sword of the Nine Yang Dao Sword. I didn't expect the Estate Master to use the Nine Yang Dao Sword right away. Is he planning to kill Mu Zhuo?"

Looking at the huge blazing sun, the surrounding people were shocked. The Nine Yang Dao Sword was an Earthly Immortal Sacred Weapon. Even the First Yang Dao Sword was enough to kill any martial artist below the Heaven-defying Saint Realm.

Even a Heaven-defying Saint Realm martial artist would not dare to go against the First Yang Dao Sword.

"Mu Zhuo is doomed. The Estate Master is going to kill him!" Manager Cang Feng grinned as if he had vented his anger.

In mid-air, Zhuowen could feel the First Yang Dao Sword flying towards him. The coldness in his eyes intensified.

Xue Hentian's sword was very tricky. It was aimed at his limbs. Obviously, he wanted to break them.

Zhuowen knew that he had not provoked Xue Hentian. However, Xue Hentian was so ruthless that Zhuowen was filled with coldness.

"Xiao Yu, help me control the First Yang Dao Sword!" Zhuowen suddenly said to Xiao Yu, who was in the Azure Dragon Hall.

At this moment, Xiao Yu, who was standing in the square of the Azure Dragon Hall, was excited. She clenched her fists and nodded. "Brother Mu, don't worry. Xiao Yu will not let you down."

As she spoke, the Nine Yang Mark on Xiao Yu's collarbone suddenly burst out with a blazing golden light. A special power spread out from Xiao Yu's body like invisible tentacles.

This special power surged out of the Azure Dragon Hall and landed in Zhuowen's right palm.

"Brother Mu, this is the power of control of my Nine Yang Physique. With the power of control, you can forcibly control the Nine Yang Dao Sword.

"Fortunately, Xue Hentian only released the First Yang Dao Sword. The First Yang Dao Sword is the weakest and easiest to control. With my power of control, you can forcibly take the First Yang Dao Sword."

After using the special power, Xiao Yu's face turned pale. She bit her lower lip and her body was drenched in sweat.

"En, thank you for your hard work!"

Zhuowen nodded. He held the special power in his right hand. Zhuowen also silently revolved the Underworld Water Droplets around his body as a precaution.

Whoosh!

The First Yang Dao Sword was extremely fast. It instantly arrived in front of Zhuowen. Zhuowen could even clearly feel the blazing heat from the First Yang Dao Sword. The heat was even more terrifying than the magma in the Earth's Core.

As soon as the sword arrived, it slashed at Zhuowen's limbs. It wanted to cut off his limbs.

Zhuowen's eyes were cold. His right hand formed into a claw. The special power in his palm burst out and grabbed the First Yang Dao Sword.

"Is this Mu Zhuo courting death?

He actually wants to catch the Nine Yang Dao Sword with his bare hands. Haha, the ignorant are truly fearless! "

Zhuo Wen's actions immediately caused an uproar of laughter. Many warriors had mocking and ridiculing looks in their eyes. They felt that Zhuo Wen was simply courting death.

However, reality gave those who mocked Mu Zhuo a big slap in the face.

The moment Zhuowen's right hand touched the First Yang Dao Sword, the First Yang Dao Sword hummed. The humming of the sword was filled with fear and submission.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Zhuo Wen grabbed the First Yang Dao Sword in his hand as if he was grabbing an ordinary sword. His actions were clean and efficient.

In an instant, the entire place fell into silence. Xue Hentian stood rooted to the ground as if he had been petrified.

After grabbing the First Yang Dao Sword, Zhuo Wen did not hesitate to put it into his Spirit Ring. Immediately after, he took a step forward and disappeared into the terrifying dark clouds formed by resentment like an arrow released from a bow.

The moment Zhuo Wen entered the clouds of resentment, he immediately heard the endless wailing of ghosts and howling of wolves. The countless resentment in the surroundings were like cats that had seen a fish, rushing toward Zhuo Wen in a frenzy.

However, Zhuowen only smiled coldly. More than fifty Yellow Spring Water Droplets surrounded him like hungry wolves. All the resentment that rushed towards him was refined by the Yellow Spring Water Droplets.

After a while, a vacuum of a few feet was formed around Zhuowen. In this area, the resentment lingered, not daring to approach Zhuowen.

"What a terrifying amount of resentment. Is this the resentment that Xue Ding has accumulated for thousands of years?

There should be more than this, right? "

Zhuowen walked leisurely in the endless resentment, but he was deep in thought.

On the outside, Xue Hentian was furious. Although he did not understand why his First Yang Dao Sword was taken away by Mu Zhuo, the Nine Yang Dao Sword was his foundation. Now that it had been taken away in front of everyone, Xue Hentian could not tolerate it.

"Six Great Commanders and Manager Cang Feng, follow me and break through the clouds of resentment. Mu Zhuo will not be able to escape today."

Xue Hentian shouted coldly and jumped up. Manager Cang Feng naturally followed closely behind.

Among the six Great Commanders, the First Commander frowned slightly, but he did not disobey Xue Hentian's order. He also followed behind Xue Hentian with the other five Great Commanders.

The group of eight used their supreme strength to forcefully break open a hole in the resentment clouds and instantly entered.

However, the clouds of resentment were too large, and the resentment inside was too dense. Therefore, after half an incense stick's time, Xue Hentian and the others returned empty-handed.

"Palace Master, Mu Zhuo seems to have a secret technique that can make the resentment retreat. He is like a tiger that has grown wings in the clouds of resentment. It will not be easy for us to find him if we go in like this," Cang Feng said in a low voice.

"Then what should we do?

And how did this kid take away the First Yang Dao Sword of the Nine Yang Dao Sword?

The First Yang Dao Sword has been completely refined by me, but it was taken away by him. This is too strange. "

Xue Hentian was most concerned about his First Yang Dao Sword. After all, it was an Earthly Immortal Sacred Weapon and his strongest trump card. Now that it had been taken away by Zhuowen, how could he not be anxious?

Cang Feng's eyes flashed as he suddenly thought of something. He said in a low voice, "Palace Master, in today's world, the only people who can take the Nine Yang Dao Sword are the descendants of the Nine Yang Heavenly Lord, who possess the Nine Yang Constitution."

"Hmm?

You think that Mu Zhuo possesses the Nine Yang Constitution and is a descendant of the Nine Yang Heavenly Lord? "Xue Hentian narrowed his eyes.

"Other than this guess, I can't think of any other reason!

Moreover, this person was brought here by the Blood General. Perhaps he knows something, "Cang Feng said.

Xue Hentian's gaze shifted slightly and finally landed on Xue Mo, who was not far away. His eyes were cold as he said, "Blood General, this person is your helper. Do you have anything to say?"

Feeling Xue Hentian's sharp gaze, Xue Mo complained in his heart. He did not expect that Zhuowen would cause such a big commotion and even take away Xue Hentian's First Yang Dao Sword in the end.

"Blood General, don't think that I won't dare to touch you just because those old men are protecting you."

Seeing Xue Mo remain silent, Xue Hentian was a little annoyed and his tone became heavier.

Xue Mo's eyes flashed as he sighed and said, "Palace Master, I didn't expect this either. In order to make up for my mistake, I'm willing to reveal a secret to you."

Xue Hentian raised his eyebrows and immediately became interested. He asked, "What secret?"

"It's about Mu Zhuo's true origin. This is very important to you, Palace Master," Xue Mo said seriously.