Chapter 1966

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Sect Extermination

"Brother Zhuo hasn't come out yet?"

Yun Chuyu looked at the blue mist in front of her, her beautiful eyes twinkling. She sat cross-legged on the spot, waiting for Zhuowen.

However, after waiting for two months, she found that the blue mist didn't move at all.

Yun Chuyu shook her head and left a message for Zhuo Wen in the Communication Jade Talisman. Then, she left.

Not long after Yun Chuyu left, the white-clothed Zhuowen slowly walked out.

"Kid, do you really want to summon Devour's clone to absorb the Origin of this galaxy?

That guy is a glutton. This Origin of the Purple Micro Star Galaxy can't satisfy him! "The Thunder Fire Sword hovered next to Zhuowen, speaking helplessly.

"It shouldn't be that bad. After Yun Chuyu and I became True Gods, we only consumed one-tenth of this galaxy's Origin. Perhaps this Origin can help Devour's clone become a True God."

However, Zhuo Wen shook his head. He had actually become a true god earlier than Yun Chuyu, but he had used the All Lives Formless technique to forcefully conceal his aura of breaking through so that he could leave this place after Yun Chuyu had broken through.

Devour's clone had reached the Peak of Heavenly God a long time ago, but he couldn't break through to True God. It should be because of this galaxy's Origin. How could Zhuowen let go of this opportunity?

After a while, the black-clothed Zhuowen appeared in this sealed space.

The black-clothed Zhuowen and Zhuowen exchanged looks and nodded. Then, Devour revealed his original form. He opened his mouth, sucking in the galaxy's Origin like a whale sucking in water.

Devour's absorption speed was much faster than Zhuowen's. In just ten days, he had swallowed half of the galaxy's Origin.

Zhuowen was pleasantly surprised that Devour's aura had indeed improved. However, he was disappointed that even after absorbing half of the galaxy's Origin, Devour was still a long way from becoming a True God.

"Devour is really terrifying. This Purple Micro Star Galaxy's Origin is enough to create more than ten True Gods, but to Devour, it only improved by a little."

After absorbing half of the galaxy's Origin, Zhuowen stopped absorbing the Origin and fell into deep thought.

"The Origin of a Grade 7 galaxy isn't enough for Devour. If Devour wants to reach the True God Realm, I think he needs the Origin of a Grade 8 galaxy!" Xiao Hei said in a low voice.

Zhuowen nodded, feeling a little begrudging. Devour was too monstrous. Did he have to break into a Grade 8 galaxy to take the Origin of the galaxy?

"We can only talk about this later. We can't rush Devour's advancement to the True God Realm."

Zhuowen shook his head, retrieving the Devour clone. His real body stepped on the Thunder Flame Sword, dashing out of this sealed space.

Now, his host body had successfully become a True God. Although his fighting capacity wasn't as monstrous as Devour's, with the many trump cards he had, even if he didn't rely on Devour's clone, his fighting capacity could be compared to an ordinary Two-disaster True God.

If his original body could survive more than five lightning disasters as a One Calamity True God, his battle prowess would be even more terrifying.

However, what annoyed Zhuowen was that if he wanted to survive more than five lightning disasters, wouldn't he have to stay at the One Calamity True God Realm for more than two thousand five hundred years?

Zhuowen hadn't cultivated for a long time, so two thousand five hundred years wasn't too long for him.

"Let's go back to the Crepe Myrtle Sect first. There are still more than two years before the Interstellar Competition!"

In the starry sky, Zhuowen muttered. He decided to go back to the Crepe Myrtle Sect first.

When Zhuowen returned to the Crepe Myrtle Sect, he found something wrong.

At this moment, the Crepe Myrtle Sect was exceptionally quiet. The Crepe Myrtle Square, which used to be bustling, was now empty. Everything was strange.

Zhuowen frowned slightly. His huge consciousness spread out and swept through every corner of the Crepe Myrtle Sect, but he found that there was no one in the Crepe Myrtle Sect. It was as if the Crepe Myrtle Sect had completely become a dead sect.

Especially when Zhuowen's consciousness fell on the Sect Master's Palace, he found that the eight ice walls formed by the ice of the Phantom Rift Valley had disappeared. Even Yin Bingyun's figure had completely disappeared from the Sect Master's Palace.

"What happened to the Crepe Myrtle Sect?" Zhuowen frowned, and there was an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Huh?"

Zhuowen seemed to have sensed something, and with a stomp of his right foot, he landed in front of a woodshed in the back mountain of the Crepe Myrtle Sect.

Creak!

Opening the door of the woodshed, Zhuowen smelled blood, and his brows furrowed.

In front of the woodshed, there was a shabby kang, and on the kang, a small and thin figure tremblingly crawled out.

Zhuo Wen rushed to the front of the kang bed and hugged the trembling figure. Only then did he realize that this figure was not unfamiliar to Zhuo Wen. It was the innocent boy Xiang Chu that he and Yun Chuyu had met on the way out of the Crepe Myrtle Sect.

"Big brother Zhuo..."

Xiang Chu struggled to get up from the kang, blood constantly gushing out of his mouth, and his life force was constantly fading.

Zhuowen immediately helped Xiang Chu up, his right hand pressed against his chest, and a surge of divine power protected Xiang Chu's heart.

Unfortunately, Xiang Chu's life force had been completely cut off. The reason he was still alive was because of his stubborn belief.

Zhuowen's eyes revealed a trace of sadness. He knew that he could not save Xiang Chu now, and at the same time, there was a trace of anger rising in his heart. Who was it that would be so cruel to a boy?

"Big brother Zhuo... save my sister. She said that if you don't work for it, you shouldn't take it. I know I was wrong... can you help me find my sister? I only have one sister, and she is my only family."

The originally stubborn Xiang Chu tremblingly took out the exquisite mother branch that Zhuowen had given him, and handed it to Zhuowen.

"I don't dare to disobey my sister anymore. Big brother Zhuo, do you know?

My sister is not afraid of you, but respects you. Because you defeated Elder Zhao Yin and the others, my sister no longer has to suffer their torture and difficulties. "

"But she doesn't dare to look at you, because she feels that she is too inferior, too far away from you. So she doesn't dare to look at you, and she doesn't know what to do..."

Unfortunately, before Xiang Chu could finish his words, the Linglong Mother Branch fell to the ground, and his outstretched right hand hung limply by his side.

"Big brother Zhuo, I'm sorry, I can't become the expert you said..."

Zhuowen gently caught the exquisite mother branch. He quietly looked at the lifeless Xiang Chu, but there was a raging fire rising in his heart.

Although Zhuowen and Xiang Chu had not known each other for a long time, but Xiang Chu's innocent smile, as well as his longing to become stronger, was still vivid in Zhuowen's mind.

Zhuowen did not think that, only a year had passed, when he saw Xiang Chu again, Xiang Chu had died in front of him.

"Xiang Chu, don't worry, big brother Zhuo will help you take revenge, and also help you find your sister."

Zhuowen murmured, his right hand reaching into Xiang Chu's forehead, and a powerful divine sense entered into Xiang Chu's sea of consciousness.

Although Xiang Chu had died, but his memory had not dissipated. Zhuowen wanted to see what had happened to the Crepe Myrtle Sect.

When Zhuowen withdrew his right hand, the killing intent in his eyes surged out like a storm, as he murmured, "Lei Qi..."

At the moment of the catastrophe of the Crepe Myrtle Sect, Xiang Chu and his sister were still chopping wood in the wooden door.

Later, a man flashing with lightning came from the starry sky, and appeared in the Crepe Myrtle Sect.

This person did not say anything, as soon as he appeared, he threw out a series of lightning arcs. The majority of the Crepe Myrtle Sect disciples in the Crepe Myrtle Square were struck by the lightning arcs and turned to ashes.

In an instant, the Crepe Myrtle Sect was in chaos. Many of the Crepe Myrtle Sect disciples were all panicking, and some of the stronger experts of the Crepe Myrtle Sect took the initiative to attack the man.

Unfortunately, the Crepe Myrtle Sect experts who took the initiative to attack did not even get close to the man before they were wrapped in a series of terrifying lightning arcs, and eventually turned to dust and ashes.

Xiang Chu's sister hid Xiang Chu in the brick bed, and after giving a few instructions to Xiang Chu, she left the wooden door. Then Xiang Chu hid in the brick bed, trembling as he listened to the screams outside.

He did not know if the man did it deliberately, but at the same time as he was killing the Crepe Myrtle Sect disciples, an imperceptible thread of lightning entered the gap of resistance and drilled into Xiang Chu's body, completely annihilating the life force in Xiang Chu's body.

The reason why Xiang Chu was able to hold on until now was because he wanted to find his sister. Until Zhuowen found him, Xiang Chu entrusted this belief to Zhuowen, and death quietly came.

And the most profound memory in Xiang Chu's mind was when Yin Bingyun came out of the Patriarch's palace for the first time, bringing along the power of the illusory rift valley ice and powerful fire, and pounced on the man.

And at that moment, Yin Bingyun shouted, "Lei Qi, stop, what are you doing?"

"Destroy the Crepe Myrtle Sect, take you away..."

The man's words were concise and comprehensive, and then he began to fight with Yin Bingyun. Unfortunately, Xiang Chu's injuries at that time were too serious, his vision blurred, and eventually he lost consciousness, until Zhuowen found him.

Gently burying Xiang Chu in the soil in front of the Crepe Myrtle Sect's Patriarch's palace, and buried the exquisite mother branch together with Xiang Chu's body, Zhuowen floated in the air.

He knew that the Crepe Myrtle Sect had been destroyed, and even many of the Crepe Myrtle Sect disciples did not know why someone came to destroy them.

But Zhuowen knew, because the person Lei Qi was looking for was the Patriarch of the Crepe Myrtle Sect, Yin Bingyun.

But of all things, Lei Qi should not have involved the entire Crepe Myrtle Sect.

Lei Qi only needed to take Yin Bingyun away, but he did not do so, and instead chose to destroy the sect.

Perhaps in Lei Qi's eyes, all the disciples of the Crepe Myrtle Sect were just ants. If he wanted to kill them, he would kill them.

At this moment, Zhuowen once again felt the cold-bloodedness of this world of cultivation. The weak were destined to become the stones under the feet of the strong, not to be stepped on, but to be trampled, and their lives could not be controlled.

"Zhuowen, are you looking for Lei Qi?

Don't be impulsive, that Lei Qi is not even Yin Bingyun's opponent, and is an extremely powerful existence in the Virtual Sky World. Aren't you courting death by going to find him? "Xiao Hei suddenly blocked Zhuowen's path.

Zhuowen's eyes were gloomy, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly raised his head and found that several powerful auras were rushing in their direction.