Chapter 1981

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Breaking into the Dark Illusion House

Swoosh!

In an instant, Zhuowen flew out of the hall and landed in front of Fan Yang's body that was hanging on a wooden stake in the middle of the street.

"What are you doing?

How dare you stop the Dark Illusion Sect from doing something? "

The four cultivators in black armor who were guarding the wooden stake shouted. Unfortunately, as soon as they finished speaking, their bodies exploded into clouds of blood mist.

Three of them died immediately, while the last one spat out a mouthful of blood and crashed heavily into the shop behind him. He was almost unconscious.

The onlookers gasped as they watched the scene in a daze. They thought to themselves that this person was crazy. He killed the people from the Dark Illusion Sect as soon as he attacked. Was he not afraid of the Dark Illusion Sect's revenge?

Zhuowen cut the wooden stake and carried Fan Yang's body. Then, he took out pieces of God Stones from his Spirit Ring and formed a crystal clear coffin with his powerful Divine Power.

"This guy is so rich. He actually used God Stones to make a coffin …"

The onlookers were shocked again. Some of them even looked greedy. However, when they saw what happened to the four cultivators in black armor, they quickly hid their greed.

After keeping Fan Yang's body, Zhuowen used his powerful Divine Sense to control the coffin to float beside him. Then, he grabbed the cultivator in black armor who had crashed into the shop and said calmly, "Take me to the Dark Illusion House …"

The black-armoured cultivator's consciousness was in a blurry state. It wasn't until Zhuo Wen's powerful spiritual sense poured into the black-armoured cultivator's soul that he was completely awakened.

"You … you …"

The cultivator in black armor sat on the ground and his pupils shrank to the size of needles. He looked at Zhuowen in disbelief, especially when he saw his three companions who had exploded into clouds of blood mist. His body and mind trembled.

"Take me to the Dark Illusion House!" Zhuowen asked again.

The cultivator in black armor was shocked. He scrambled to escape while Zhuowen followed behind him silently.

The cultivators who were originally watching on the street looked at each other in dismay, and one after another, they followed behind and discussed animatedly.

Although Zhuowen did not look simple, his aura was only that of a One Calamity True God. How could he be so arrogant as to go to the Dark Illusion House alone?

Ren Yongan frowned and sighed in his heart. He followed the crowd silently.

He had already advised Zhuowen. Since he did not listen, why should he go after Zhuowen?

After a while, the cultivator in black Illusion House was scared out of his wits Illusion House. There were two guards at the Dark Illusion House.

"Save me, someone killed my disciples!"

The cultivator in black armor, as if he saw hope, the Tower, the cultivator in front of the Dark Illusion House.

Unfortunately, the black-armored cultivator didn't run for long before a purple light pierced through the back of his head. His head exploded, and he died.

The two guards in front of the Phantom Pavilion trembled as they stared at Zhuo Wen, who was striding towards them with a coffin in his hand, their eyes spitting fire.

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The two guards shouted angrily. They took out their Divine Weapons and rushed toward Zhuowen.

Unfortunately, as soon as the two guards released their Divine Consciousness, Zhuowen threw out the Glorious Amethyst Galaxy Sword and cut off their Divine Consciousness.

The two guards felt a pain in their Divine Souls and trembled. The Glorious Amethyst Galaxy Sword turned into a stream of light and killed the two of them.

After killing the two guards, Zhuowen came to the Dark Illusion House. He found that there was a strong Formation Restriction on the surface of the Dark Illusion House.

The Formation Restriction of the Dark Illusion House was not weaker than that of the High Heaven Pavilion. It was more than enough to block the attack of an ordinary Real God.

Zhuo Wen held the Glorious Amethyst Galaxy Sword and slashed out four times. Each slash was fiercer than the last. He quickly performed the first four moves of the Dao of Destruction Sword Art: Piercing Thistles and Thorns, First Appearance of Sword Light, Like the Sun at Noon, and Time of the Dark Moon.

The four major sword moves arrived at the same time and heavily smashed onto the restriction, causing an earth-shattering sound.

Crack!

After the violent vibration, countless cracks appeared on the surface of the Formation Restriction of the Dark Illusion House. The cracks continued to spread and eventually collapsed.

In an instant, all the cultivators in the Dark Illusion House were shocked.

"He broke the Defense Formation of the Dark Illusion House so easily?" In the crowd, Ren Yongan looked at the scene in a daze.

Ren Yongan was not the only one. The many cultivators who were watching also fell silent. They obviously did not expect Zhuowen to be so powerful.

In a building deep in the Dark Illusion House, Miao Xuan brewed a pot of tea for a middle-aged man with a cold expression.

The middle-aged man picked up the teacup carefully and took a sip. He said calmly, "Miao Xuan, I heard you say that an arrogant newcomer came to the Receiving Heaven Rock. He killed the guards that the Dark Illusion House arranged outside the black hole tunnel as soon as he arrived. After he exited the tunnel, he even killed the cultivators that the Dark Illusion House sent to receive him?"

Miao Xuan was very humble. The middle-aged man in front of him had a powerful background. He was Cao Xuanan, who had just arrived at the Receiving Heaven Rock. Although they were both True Gods of Two Disasters, this person was an expert who had survived sixteen fires.

In the True God stage, surviving the Calamities was divided into three stages. Out of the five Calamities, one's strength would undergo a transformation.

Although they were both True Gods of Two Disasters, there was a huge difference between those who had experienced five, ten, and more than fifteen fires. This was because a True God of Two Disasters who had experienced fifteen fires could easily kill an ordinary True God of Three Disasters. He was a terrifying existence.

Miao Xuan had experienced twelve fires and was indeed powerful. However, compared to the middle-aged man before him, Cao Xuanan, the difference was not small.

"Sir Cao, there is indeed such a person. This newcomer is extremely arrogant. Back then, I closed the gates of the gathering place and blocked the arrogant newcomer outside. However, Ren Yongan of High Heaven Pavilion actually argued with me and let the newcomer in. He even invited him into High Heaven Pavilion," Miao Xuan said unhappily.

Cao Xuanan slowly picked up his teacup and took a sip. "High Heaven Sect has a bad relationship with my Serene Mirage Sect. Furthermore, that newcomer killed a few people from my Serene Mirage Sect. His strength is definitely not bad. As long as Ren Yongan has some brains, he will definitely try to rope that newcomer in."

Speaking of this, Cao Xuanan's eyes were filled with murderous intent. "However, of all the things that this newcomer shouldn't have done, he shouldn't have killed the people of my Serene Mirage Sect. Since he killed them, he will have to bear the wrath of my Serene Mirage Sect."

"Since I have encountered him today, I will not sit idly by. I must kill this boy!"

Miao Xuan nodded. "Sir Cao, should we report this matter to the Sect?"

Cao Xuanan said indifferently, "It's just a small matter. Do we need to trouble the Sect?

If you can't even deal with such a small matter, do you think it'll be possible for you to profit from this Receiving Heaven Stone in the future? "

Miao Xuan nodded submissively and hurriedly agreed.

"You said yesterday that you could force that newcomer out of High Heaven Pavilion. Will that method really work?" Cao Xuanan rubbed his teacup and suddenly asked.

Miao Xuan hurriedly said, "Sir Cao, don't worry. That Fan Yang seems to be that newcomer's friend. If that newcomer still has some conscience, I believe that newcomer will go out and save Fan Yang."

Cao Xuanan nodded. Just as he was about to speak, the entire Serene Mirage Pavilion trembled violently.

"What's going on?

Someone is attacking the Serene Mirage Pavilion! "

Miao Xuan was both shocked and furious. As the person in charge of the Serene Mirage Pavilion, he knew that this was a sign that the Serene Mirage Pavilion's defensive array was under attack.

"Let's go out and take a look!"

Cao Xuanan's face was gloomy as he stood up and rushed towards the Serene Mirage Pavilion. Miao Xuan followed closely behind.

At this moment, outside the Serene Mirage Pavilion, Zhuowen had completely destroyed the pavilion's defensive array. Many of the cultivators who were originally staying in the pavilion were alarmed and rushed out of the pavilion, glaring at Zhuowen in shock and anger.

The Serene Mirage Pavilion, High Heaven Pavilion, and Heavenly Demon Island all had flying ships on the Receiving Heaven Stone. Naturally, there were many cultivators staying in the pavilion.

Now that Zhuowen had caused such a big commotion in front of the Serene Mirage Pavilion, the cultivators who stayed there were naturally furious.

"Who are you?

How dare you attack the Serene Mirage Pavilion? You're courting death! "

A fat man was furious. He picked up a large saber and slashed at Zhuowen. Clearly, this person was impatient.

The other cultivators who stayed in the Serene Mirage Pavilion were not so impulsive. Although Zhuowen's aura was not strong, he could break the Serene Mirage Pavilion's defensive array.

Zhuowen glanced at the fat man indifferently and easily dodged his attack. Then, his right palm landed heavily on the fat man's back.

"Ouch!"

The fat man screamed as he was smashed to the ground by the palm. His body twitched, and it was obvious that he was severely injured.

Seeing that the fat man was beaten down so easily, the other Serene Mirage Pavilion residents who were originally eager to make a move quieted down. Their eyes were filled with fear.

"I'll give you all a chance. Those who have nothing to do with the Serene Mirage Pavilion, get lost. From today onwards, I, Long Wen, will destroy the Serene Mirage Pavilion," Zhuowen said calmly.

As soon as he said this, the surroundings were in an uproar. Those who had rushed out of the Serene Mirage Pavilion looked at each other, especially the fat man who had been beaten down by Zhuowen. They quickly left the Serene Mirage Pavilion.

Although they did not think that this person could destroy the Serene Mirage Pavilion, the conflict between the two would inevitably affect them. Therefore, they did not want to meddle in other people's business.

Whoosh whoosh!

Two streaks of light shot out from the depths of the Serene Mirage Pavilion and finally stopped in front of Zhuowen.

"Who are you?" Cao Xuanan frowned slightly as he stared coldly at Zhuowen.

Miao Xuan narrowed his eyes and said to Cao Xuanan, "Lord Cao, this is the arrogant newcomer. I did not expect that this guy would dare to attack our Serene Mirage Pavilion. He is simply courting death!"

Cao Xuanan glanced at Fan Yang in the coffin next to Zhuowen and nodded slightly. He knew that Fan Yang. He was the cultivator that Miao Xuan had captured and tortured for a confession and killed yesterday.

"Which one of you killed Fan Yang?" Zhuowen looked at Cao Xuanan and Miao Xuan and asked with overflowing killing intent.

Miao Xuan sneered and said, "I killed him. When I was torturing him yesterday, this guy was very stubborn and refused to say your real name. When we were searching his Spirit, this guy even destroyed his own Spirit. What an iron-willed man!"

Speaking up to this point, Miao Xuan deliberately smacked his lips and continued, "Unfortunately, so what if he destroyed his own Spirit?

His body is still in my hands. As long as I have his body, I don't believe that you will still be a coward in High Heaven Pavilion … "

Before Miao Xuan could finish his words, a strong wind whistled over and slapped Miao Xuan's right cheek.

* Pa! *

The crisp sound of a slap rang out and Miao Xuan fell to the ground. His right cheek swelled up and he spat out several teeth.

Miao Xuan was stunned. He looked forward and found that the white-robed Zhuowen was still standing there with the coffin floating next to him.

But who was the one who hit him just now?