Chapter 1978

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Decisive Suppression

Pfft!

The bald man was not prepared for Zhuowen's Soul Assimilating Divine Needle at all, allowing it to enter his soul easily.

The power of the Soul Assimilating Divine Needle this time was far greater than before. After all, the Soul Assimilating Divine Needle had been refined with the Glorious Amethyst Galaxy Divine Sand once more. Its suppression of the soul was far greater than before.

Although the bald man was a powerful True God of Two Calamities, once his soul was invaded by the Soul Assimilating Divine Needle, he would definitely die.

Pfft!

Sure enough, the bald man's meteor hammer stopped a few feet away from Zhuo Wen's head. Zhuo Wen's eyes were wide open, and then he slowly fell to the ground. His vitality was cut off, and he was completely dead.

The battle between Zhuowen and the bald man was too short. In just one round, the bald man fell to the ground, his vitality completely severed.

Many cultivators present had yet to react when they saw the bald man die.

At this moment, the place was terrifyingly quiet. Everyone's movements were stiff and at a loss as they watched everything in a daze.

"You've got some guts!

How dare you kill someone from the Dark Mirage Sect? Are you tired of living? "

The other two cultivators who came with the bald man were furious. However, they did not advance. Instead, they retreated and distanced themselves from Zhuowen.

The bald man was much stronger than the two of them. If even the bald man was dealt with so cleanly, there was no need to mention them.

Unfortunately, the moment the two of them retreated, a terrifying killing intent came crashing down, instantly suppressing the two of them who were retreating.

The two of them were covered in cold sweat and trembling as they watched Zhuowen swing his sword over.

"No!

I beg for mercy! Let me go! "

One of the cultivators immediately knelt on the ground. He had lost all will to fight and did not dare to resist at all.

Unfortunately, the purple sword was merciless. It pierced through the man's neck instantly and killed him.

Zhuowen knew very well that since the two of them were from the Dark Mirage Sect, they would definitely be sent back to report back. He might as well finish them off here.

Seeing that begging for mercy was useless, the other cultivator growled and took out a sword-shaped divine weapon to resist with all his might.

Moreover, Zhuowen discovered that this cultivator's attack method was mainly to use his divine sense to activate the divine sword. The Glorious Amethyst Galaxy Sword specialized in cutting down the divine sense.

Therefore, when Zhuowen slashed with his sword, the divine sword controlled by the cultivator wobbled and almost fell to the ground. His divine sense was affected and devoured by the Glorious Amethyst Galaxy Sword.

It was this pause that allowed the Glorious Amethyst Galaxy Divine Sword to turn and behead the man.

After killing these two people, Zhuo Wen slowly turned his head and looked at the more than twenty cultivators who had followed him from the tunnel to the Heaven Receiving Rock. He said indifferently, "You guys basked in my light and entered the Heaven Receiving Rock, but you're the guilty ones who complain first. Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

Thump!

Ththththththn Ththump!

…

As soon as Zhuo Wen finished speaking, the twenty or so cultivators in front of him all dropped to their knees. Their bodies were trembling, and they were drenched in cold sweat. They didn't dare to look directly at Zhuo Wen.

"Sir!

Please spare us. We … we will never do it again. Please spare us. "

Zhuowen's eyes were indifferent. Although his heart was filled with killing intent, he did not attack.

These cultivators were not from the Dark Fantasy Sect. They were just ordinary Itinerant Cultivators. Although their behavior was extremely despicable, it was not enough to warrant the death penalty.

"Brother Mo, I don't think I asked you to leave!"

Zhuowen suddenly spoke. Mo Ziyu, who was about to leave with the old man, stiffened. He immediately stomped his right foot and rushed towards the Heaven's Stone.

Far in front of the Heaven's Stone, there was a gathering place of cultivators. Because it was quite far away, only the outline could be seen. However, the cultivators here were not ordinary. Their divine sense had already detected the gathering place.

Zhuowen did not move. He swung the Glorious Amethyst Galaxy Sword in his right hand. At the same time, he summoned the Thunder Fire Sword and chased after Mo Ziyu and the old man.

The Glorious Amethyst Galaxy Sword was extremely fast. Wherever it passed, purple light filled the sky and dyed the entire horizon in a mysterious purple color.

Xiao Hei sat on the hilt of the Thunder Fire Sword. He sneered and rushed towards Mo Ziyu.

"Young Master, you run first. I will block them!"

The old man beside Mo Ziyu had a determined look in his eyes. He immediately opened his mouth and spat out a long spear.

As the spear shot out, countless spear shadows formed a huge head of a strange beast. It swallowed the Glorious Amethyst Galaxy Sword and the Thunder Fire Sword.

"You have a big appetite. You actually want to block the two of us!"

Xiao Hei sneered. He waved his little paw and the Thunder Fire Sword bent at an unbelievable angle. It instantly bypassed the strange beast's head.

When the old man reacted, the Glorious Amethyst Galaxy Sword had completely slashed the spear shadow. The terrifying power forced the old man to fight.

"Low-grade True God Weapon?"

Mo Ziyu also noticed the Thunder Fire Sword. When he realized that the Thunder Fire Sword was only a Low-grade True God Weapon, a look of disdain appeared in his eyes.

"Take it!"

Mo Ziyu waved his right hand and threw out a golden hoop. The golden hoop was constantly spinning and there was a suction force surging out from it.

"Trash. It's just a mere Middle-grade True God Weapon. You actually dare to show it off in front of me. Little Flame, break this piece of trash!"

Xiao Hei mocked mercilessly. Soon after, he summoned the Extreme Dao Fire Sword.

The moment the Extreme Dao Fire Sword appeared, the surrounding temperature became abnormally terrifying. Even the ground that was as hard as iron showed signs of melting.

The Extreme Dao Fire Sword slashed the golden hoop. With a clang, the golden hoop shattered.

Before Mo Ziyu could even react, his Dantian was pierced by a bloody light.

Puchi!

Mo Ziyu fell on the ground. Blood flowed out from his abdomen. He stared at the bloody light not far away. Only then did he realize that the bloody light was actually a bloody sword.

"Master Long, how is Little Blood's performance?"

The Blood Immortal walked in front of the Thunder Fire Sword and diligently massaged Xiao Hei's back and legs. She smiled flatteringly.

Xiao Hei crossed her legs and nodded. She said, "Not bad, not bad. You're quite smart. Next time, if there's a chance, I'll upgrade you to a Middle-grade True God Weapon."

The Blood Immortal was shocked. She became even more attentive. At the same time, she looked at the Extreme Dao Fire Sword that was floating on the side. She was very proud.

"This Extreme Dao Fire Sword is indeed powerful. However, it has no humanity. It doesn't know how to flatter. It will always be a thug." The Blood Immortal thought to herself.

Although the Blood Immortal was afraid of the Extreme Dao Fire Sword and was even afraid that the Extreme Dao Fire Sword would threaten her position as the number one sword slave. However, after a period of contact, the Blood Immortal realized that the Extreme Dao Fire Sword's weapon spirit was like a child. It was extremely childish and liked to throw tantrums. It often made the Master Long angry.

Therefore, the Blood Immortal was not worried that the Extreme Dao Fire Sword would compete with her. At least the Master Long still valued it.

Of course, the Blood Immortal also had a sense of danger. The Extreme Dao Fire Sword was too powerful. Xiao Hei, who inherited the Thunder Fire Sword, was even more unfathomable. Plus, she couldn't see through Zhuowen, who had Devour's body.

The Blood Immortal knew that if she couldn't catch up with these people, she might be eliminated.

Therefore, she had to continuously improve. After all, the people beside her were all abnormal!

Xiao Hei controlled the Thunder Fire Sword and wrapped Mo Ziyu, whose Dantian was destroyed, up. Then, he returned to Zhuowen's side.

As for the old man, he was killed by Xiao Hei's Extreme Dao Fire Sword in one slash.

Looking at the miserable state of Mo Ziyu and the old man, many of the cultivators present were trembling. Their hearts were pounding. They were afraid that Zhuowen would kill them too.

Plop!

Xiao Hei threw Mo Ziyu in front of Zhuowen and said, "Kid, I'll leave this guy for you to deal with!"

After saying that, Xiao Hei took the Blood Immortal Sword and the Extreme Dao Fire Sword into the Spirit Ring.

"What are you doing?" Mo Ziyu looked at Zhuowen, cowering.

Zhuowen grabbed Mo Ziyu's Spirit Ring. Then, his Divine Sense casually swept through the Spirit Ring. His face immediately became gloomy.

"The Great Law of Vital Yin Absorption?

This secret art can absorb the vital Yin of a virgin woman to quickly increase one's cultivation, right? "

Zhuowen took out a jade slip and waved it in front of Mo Ziyu. At the same time, he also found a few big boxes in Mo Ziyu's Spirit Ring. These boxes didn't contain Divine Stones, but all kinds of women's bedding.

Without a doubt, these bedding were taken from the women that Mo Ziyu had harmed. He collected them and kept them as his own treasures.

Mo Ziyu's face was deathly pale, and the twenty or so cultivators kneeling on the ground were all pale.

They knew that they had misunderstood before. The one who killed the black-robed old man and the other two and cruelly took the young female cultivator Han Han's vital Yin was not Zhuowen, but Mo Ziyu in front of them.

One could know a person's face but not their heart. They never thought that Mo Ziyu was actually a beast dressed in human clothing. On the surface, he looked well-dressed and elegant, but they never thought that he was actually a perverted person. He even cultivated such a heaven-defying cultivation technique.

Thinking about Zhuowen, he killed the black-armored cultivator to help them enter the Heaven Receiving Stone.

However, not only did they not say anything, they even cursed Zhuowen. What was even worse was that they wanted the bald man to kill Zhuowen. Thinking of this, these people were so ashamed that they didn't dare to raise their heads.

"Young Master, we have eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai. We suspected you without asking for a reason!

Let me take responsibility for all the mistakes that everyone has made today! "

A simple and honest looking man suddenly stood up and decisively took out a large blade and chopped off his right hand without even blinking.

Zhuowen looked at this man and secretly nodded in his heart. This person was the only cultivator who didn't criticize him.

Now, in the face of Zhuo Wen's crusade, this person had taken the initiative to stand up and shoulder all the responsibility by himself. This caused Zhuo Wen to have a good impression of this person.

"All of you, scram. Since someone took the responsibility for you, I won't pursue the matter today." Zhuowen said to the others.

"Thank you, Young Master!"

More than twenty cultivators thanked Zhuo Wen one after another and left the place.

Zhuowen sneered. It was clearly the simple and honest man who pleaded for them, but these people didn't thank the man and instead thanked him.