Chapter 615: 574 Hemostasis with Blood 6
The stone door shattered from the impact, causing clouds of dust to roll and gradually settle, revealing the scene of the great hall.
"Kill!!"
"The time of sacrifice is now!!"
Battle cries suddenly echoed from all around.
Silhouettes leapt into the air, charging at Zhang Rongfang who walked at the forefront.
At the same time, silver Spiritual Lines flashed across the darkness, sweeping from afar and clearly came from cultists who had self-mutilated from their faith.
"Infinite Celestial Venerable..."
Zhang Rongfang bowed his head.
"You have long been possessed by demons, yet remain unaware."
He suddenly began chanting scripture.
"Superior mystical head, ten times saving souls, hundred demons hidden charm, harmonious natural...."
Strangely, even before reaching Zhang Rongfang, the cultists of Mosang Sect were affected by the scripture, staggering mid-air, their faces flushed, eyes rapidly filled with blood, bloodshot.
Zhang Rongfang continued to chant, and from him as the center, all Mosang cultists in the fan-shaped front fell to the ground, their bodies weak, unable to muster strength.
More so, some knelt on the ground, tears of blood subtly flowing from their eyes, starting to weep bitterly, as if repenting.
Such a bizarre spectacle shocked King Mu Li and General Feng who were behind him.
If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that merely chanting scripture could make enemies feel ashamed, kneel and beg, with bleeding tears!
Zhang Rongfang did not strike, but just chanted scriptures as he walked forward.
All the Mosang cultists ahead, upon seeing him, immediately wanted to raise weapons and attack.
But as the distance closed, these cultists eventually all ended up prostrating, falling along the sides of the path of the four.
Many had tears of blood streaming from their eyes, faces twisted fiercely, the knives in their hands dropping to the ground, no longer tightly held.
Zhang Rongfang calmly controlled the range of the destructive sound waves, his face sorrowful as he sighed:
"Joining a demonic sect is like being trapped in a mud swamp, unaware until realizing, when already covered in filth.
See these cultists, upon the scripture filling them, capable of enlightenment, kneeling with blood tears, indicating that their nature is not evil; some may still be saved, and should be carefully treated later."
Such a time is perfect for unifying thoughts, facilitating preaching.
"Disciple shall remember!" Hongxian Daoist respectfully replied.
"Mm." Zhang Rongfang nodded, continuing forward.
As long as they continuously bleed, it means they’re not divine followers, thus can be mind-washed and recovered.
While the rest, though paralyzed, bleed slightly, naturally belong to the Spirit Guards and Spiritual Veins.
For these people, naturally, there’s no salvation. After sect extermination, they must all die.
Soon, Zhang Rongfang arrived at the end of the hall, where the stone door impacted, and halted.
The structure of this dark green building was very simple.
It’s just a hall, followed by the divine temple, with numerous resting and sacrificial chambers on both sides.
"Beyond this hall is the inner Main Divine Hall." Zhang Rongfang paused his scripture chant, looked up.
The Main Divine Hall is the core of this secret cult, and holds great probability for a direct encounter with the secret god within the Void.
"Old master, how should we enter?" Hongxian Daoist also grew serious, aware of the threat.
The core of a secret cult undoubtedly holds immense divine might, entering recklessly may lead to unpredictable dangers.
Unless backed by stronger divine pressure, akin to the God General’s sect annihilation back then.
Otherwise, one must face the divine power head-on.
"I can invoke the Earth Mother Goddess, which should counteract a considerable amount of divine power! And then force out that Star Copper!" General Feng gritted his teeth and said.
At such times, cooperation is essential, no secrets should be held. Else facing divine might later, escape would be too late.
Any mistake could be fatal!
"There’s no need."
Zhang Rongfang raised his hand to stop.
He quietly looked at the wall.
"They have already come out themselves."
Come out themselves!?
What does it mean!?
The three felt a shiver down their spines, following Zhang Rongfang’s gaze to the wall.
But there was only the previous stone door’s broken mural relief, nothing else.
"Not right!!" Suddenly King Mu Li seemed to realize something, looking down at his feet.
Unnoticed when, the ground beneath their four feet silently displayed sinister green patterns.
These patterns were unclear in the dark but crawled over the whole hall like living things.
"Careful..." Before King Mu Li could shout.
Suddenly, right ahead, on the wall.
Boom!!
A loud explosion, as if something massive slammed into the wall.
The explosion completely drowned out his words, layers upon layers of vibrations caused the hall to start dropping rubble and decorative fragments.
"Be prepared to evade!!" General Feng abruptly stepped forward, shielding King Mu Li.
Boom!!!
At the same time, a louder boom burst on the wall.
The entire wall, over ten meters high, shattered in the second massive impact.
Numerous stone fragments sprayed like rain, shrouding the four.
Meanwhile, the wall featured a large irregular hole.
The Star Copper, previously slain once, reappeared on the other side.
This time, his eyes were full of silver-white, clearly reaching the Great Descent of the Divine level.
Behind him, the space constantly expanded, emitting rippling waves.
These waves seemed like transparent water spheres floating above him, rapidly spreading divine aura invisible to the naked eye.
Boom!!!
A massive divine power field instantly descended from the sky, pressing against the four.
Simultaneously, the green patterns on the ground assembled into a large mystical formation spanning the hall.
In the Spirit Core holders’ view, the formation below began emitting a dreamy green light.
The air trembled, the surroundings felt like mud, laden with immense pressure, bearing down on the four individuals, rendering them immobile.
They seemed like tiny insects trapped in resin, unable to even perform the simplest gesture of raising an arm or lifting a head.
"Insects!! Feel the divine power!!"
Xingtong stepped forward, his back littered with countless twisted spheres, emitting rippling waves.
The divine power, combined with the array beneath it, was being harnessed here, and its force was at least sixty percent stronger than when released outside!
More importantly, this moment was presented perfectly, the best chance to drag them into the Void.
Time, array, distance. The three factors were incredibly suitable. Such timing could not be more advantageous.
After all, it’s not always possible to pull opponents into a battle in the Void.
Since the speed of deploying the Void is far less than the movement speed of the Spirit General.
Therefore, to confront an enemy using the Void, it must be done either by a close-range ambush or ensuring the opponent stays put, unable to leave beyond a certain range.
And now, this group is foolishly advancing slowly, remaining stationary, and not scattering or moving.
This is simply a heaven-sent opportunity!
"Tremble!! Mortals!!"
Xingtong’s eyes shone silver-white, striding through the hole in the wall, standing high overlooking the four struggling under the oppression of divine power.
Especially the blood-robed Daoist standing at the forefront.
Xingtong raised a finger pointing at this person.
"Although you’ve reached the pinnacle of mortal capability, if you wield demonic weapons, you might disrupt the ritual before my descent."
"But... you are too arrogant..."
"And now that I have successfully descended, deploying the Void... everything is already destined.
Destined that you will eventually become my prey...."
As his words spread, the area beneath his feet began to spread out with a viscous dark green liquid.
These liquids, once in contact with the green light array on the ground, accelerated rapidly, like living creatures, swiftly rushing toward Zhang Rongfang and the other three.
Yet as it was about to reach beneath the four’s feet, at that moment, ’Xingtong’ suddenly felt a strange sense of apprehension flash through his heart.
Whoosh!
At the same time, he willed the dark green liquid, just about to enter the array beneath the four, to halt, ceasing its advance.
"Something... seems off!?"
’Xingtong’ furrowed his brows ever so slightly.
The hostile premonition of this body kept signalling, although the warning was subtle, yet....
He observed the four, already pressed so tightly they couldn’t speak, their bodies rigid and sweating, whatever he looked for, he could find no hidden trap.
"Is it an illusion?" ’Xingtong’ focused on the four, especially the blood-robed Daoist in the lead.
For some reason, he felt something amiss....
What’s wrong?
Where is wrong?
Numerous thoughts flashed through his mind.
Suddenly, his eyes opened wide.
"This is!?"
Despite being hidden exceptionally well, he still sensed the minuscule trace of Residual God’s aura on the blood-robed man.
And there wasn’t just one, but at least four!! Four traces of Residual God’s aura gathered on one person!?
Coupled with the recent whispers among the rational Residual Gods, stories of a mysterious entity covertly hunting and extinguishing their remaining follower bases.
Thinking of this person...
"Not good!!" ’Xingtong’s heart shuddered violently, preparing to quickly retract into the Void beneath his feet.
But... it was already too late.
Suddenly, like a volcanic eruption.
Four entirely different divine auras exploded from Zhang Rongfang’s body.
The four auras instantly crushed the divine pressure of ’Xingtong’ into fragments.
Zhang Rongfang’s figure rapidly swelled, expanding, growing taller.
Three meters!
Five meters!
Seven meters!
Nine meters!!
His entire body almost filled the hall.
Looking down from above, he suddenly reached out.
Two gigantic hands like doors slammed down from both sides toward ’Xingtong’.
"To meet is fate, since you’re here, why not invite a poor Daoist inside for a seat?"
Boom boom!!
Two loud bangs.
Zhang Rongfang’s hands lifted the evading ’Xingtong’ into the air.
Strangely, as Xingtong was hoisted up, the dark green Void beneath his feet was also forcibly dragged up like tree roots.
"Dream on!!!" ’Xingtong’ raised his head, gritting his teeth.
Instantly, his entire body cracked, skin glowing with silver light.
Crash!!!
’Xingtong’ exploded completely, transforming into a rapid burst of spiritual lines.
The dark green Void at his feet also rapidly contracted, fading.
’White Scale!’ Zhang Rongfang murmured in his mind.
"I’m here!"
In an instant, from Zhang Rongfang’s back emerged a white python with a single eye.
The shadow fiercely lunged at the edge of the dark green Void, mouth opened wide, gnawing onto a corner, preventing further contraction.
Whoosh!
Zhang Rongfang smiled faintly, his form shrinking, lunging forward, in the blink of an eye sinking into the dark green Void liquid, vanishing.
Leaving only King Mu Li and the other two, blown away by the aftermath of the recent clash, now climbing up from various corners.
The three stared blankly at the large piece of ruin-like empty ground in the middle. At a loss.
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