Ling?
The male protagonist shook his head.
He clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, this humble monk has not heard of it."
The male protagonist did not act recklessly.
He had already realized that the existence called "Ling" far surpassed him in strength.
Even if he could trace "Ling" through the bloodline curse, it would be useless.
He couldn’t even break through the Illusion Realm, let alone kill "Ling".
"Ling" spoke quite nicely.
He didn’t mind the male protagonist’s rudeness, still maintaining that superior tone, as everyone spoke in unison:
"Bow before , invoke my revered na."
"Kneel and beseech , offer sacrifices and offerings."
"You will receive the highest blessings!"
Upon hearing that, the male protagonist’s expression changed instantly.
"Worship of the Evil God?"
He looked at "Ling" with a serious expression, saying: "Weren’t you exterminated long ago? Who would dare to worship the Evil God, don’t they fear becoming enemies of the entire Cultivation Realm?"
After speaking, the male protagonist’s expression shifted again: "Four Seas Comrce Association? Are you worshipped by them? Are they insane? How dare they?"
The male protagonist turned and looked at Su Qianqian.
The True Dragon’s murderous intent pointed to "Ling" possessing Su Qianqian.
Undoubtedly, this "Ling" was truly disgusting.
He deliberately targeted the male protagonist’s emotional weaknesses, repeatedly tornting his Heart Spirit.
The male protagonist’s face was ashen: "Prince Zhi discovered your secret, so you killed him?"
Ling switched back to Prince Zhi.
Prince Zhi’s face revealed a customary smile, looking at the male protagonist, he chuckled softly.
"You really care about him, don’t you?"
A vein throbbed on the male protagonist’s forehead, wishing he could tear "Ling" apart.
Prince Zhi shook his head: "Though I killed him, it wasn’t because of that he died; soone else caused his death."
"Who?" the male protagonist asked grimly.
Prince Zhi smiled and said: "A woman, seems like her na is Yao Su? Yes, it’s Yao Su, I rember the na."
The male protagonist’s expression changed abruptly: "Impossible, how could it be her?"
Prince Zhi waved his hand casually: "Why couldn’t it be her? Speaking of this Yao Su, she and I share quite a connection. If not for her endless sacrifices and offerings over the years, I couldn’t have returned so quickly. Of course, I didn’t shortchange her. Her current status in the Four Seas Comrce Association is thanks to my power!"
"Why?" the male protagonist asked in a daze.
Prince Zhi shook his head, casually saying: "Maybe it’s because of hatred. The reason I was awakened during my slumber is because I sensed her overwhelming hatred."
Prince Zhi’s face was filled with enjoynt: "Such extre and pure hatred is an excellent offering!"
Hatred?
The male protagonist’s expression paused, his spirit suddenly drooping.
Yao Su indeed had reasons to hate, and Prince Zhi indeed had reasons to die.
Yet!
The male protagonist was caught in the middle, unsure of how to respond.
Prince Zhi looked at the male protagonist, still smiling.
He appeared incredibly eerie!
He seed to delight in manipulating hearts; the more the male protagonist suffered, the happier he beca.
This wasn’t "Ling" but a demon indeed.
Prince Zhi looked at the male protagonist, his mouth curving upward, speaking in a beguiling tone:
"Do you want to avenge him?"
"Bow before , kneel, and I can grant you unparalleled power!"
Avenge?
The male protagonist abruptly lifted his head, a hint of hatred flashing in his eyes.
"You’re right, revenge must be exacted!"
The male protagonist clasped his hands together, saying "Amitabha", then asked:
"Then how should I worship you?"
anwhile.
Bai Cang descended from the sky, landing at the edge of Yunng Swamp.
The little poison turned his head and murmured a few words to the Red Scorpion on his shoulder, then turned to Zhao Yi and said: "Master, Little Red says Brother Xiao Jing is right inside this swamp. The poisonous miasma of the swamp is masking his presence, making it impossible to pinpoint his location."
Zhao Yi nodded, said a word of gratitude to the Red Scorpion, then calmly issued orders.
"This battle, fight to the death!"
"Do not sheathe the sword until all blood is shed!"
Bang!
As Zhao Yi commanded, the void began to tremble.
In an instant, countless Daoists from Xuanzhen Temple, aristocrats from the Imperial Clan Court, and tens of thousands of the Imperial Guard erged from the void, battle-ready.
Tens of thousands of cultivators joined the battle simultaneously, their figures blocking out the sky, encircling the entire Yunng Swamp.
A terrifying pressure continued to loom, directly suppressing the poisonous miasma that had lingered in Yunng Swamp for countless years.
Zuo Xiaoluo wore a silver battle armor, the White Tiger Festival Staff towering behind her.
She stood proudly in the void, two tall barbarian retainers standing behind her, holding command flags, transferring her battle orders to every corner of the army.
"Attack!"
As the retainer’s Battle Banner fell, all Daoists, aristocrats, and the Imperial Guard struck simultaneously.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
With a series of explosions, deep pits three zhang deep and a hundred zhang wide appeared along the edge of Yunng Swamp.
All pits connected, elevating Yunng Swamp to a height of three zhang.
The beasts within the pits couldn’t escape and were directly pulverized into pulp.
In the distance, cultivators witnessing this scene instantly recalled the terror of being under Zhao’s rule.
So people began retreating in fear, afraid they’d beco confused ghosts like the beasts within Yunng Swamp.
More people, however, curiously sought information.
The Zhao family hadn’t deployed such a large-scale battle formation in many years.
Moreover, Yunng Swamp was the headquarters of Four Seas Comrce Association.
The fact that Four Seas Comrce Association was the Zhao family’s pawn was already an open secret in the Cultivation Realm.
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