Chapter 1946: Chapter 1939: Haven’t Eaten Enough Yet?
"Who goes there?" The Nine Prison Beast spoke human words, looking toward the direction from which the voice came. A young man with black hair floated in mid-air, his arms crossed over his chest, appearing calm and composed.
Behind him was a group of young people of similar age, all sporting the same arrogant expression, looking down on it with a domineering gaze.
"That is..." Upon hearing this voice, the Sect Master of Sunset Sect’s expression finally showed some changes, "That brat actually came back?"
Though he said outwardly that he felt it was impossible for Zhang Menglong to vanish without a trace, inwardly, he found it hard to believe someone could enter the Endless Land and still walk out alive. Hearing this voice, he even wondered if he was hallucinating.
"Gu Xiao? He really emerged from the Endless Land?"
"And those other brats from Sunset Sect, if it weren’t for investigating back then, I would have suspected they were fooling around somewhere else for three years."
"The aura of Divine Cultivation peak, in just three years, they’ve all grown to such an extent. That Endless Land is truly a place for training."
"Considering their current strength, along with the second layer of the Nine Nether Sunset Art, they’re no less formidable than when Lei Poguan stormed the Divine Profound Hall back then."
Zhang Menglong and the others’ appearance surprised the five Sect Masters greatly. He often accomplished things others couldn’t, but genuinely emerging from the Endless Land, none of them had expected.
Seeing Zhang Menglong, the disciples of Sunset Sect cheered, feeling inexplicably like Zhang Menglong’s arrival meant the problems with Divine Profound Hall would no longer be daunting.
To this day, the arrogance of Divine Profound Hall wasn’t something new starting three years ago. No one knew how many people had suffered losses to them. But the ones who could make them suffer losses were none other than Zhang Menglong’s group.
"Everyone, it’s been a while," Zhang Menglong greeted those below, "Looks like things are not going well for you. I’ll handle that big guy first, then we can catch up slowly."
"Brat, the Nine Prison Beast is an ancient warcraft, can you handle it?" The Sect Master of Sunset Sect asked worriedly. "I can’t deal with it, but isn’t there this Illusory God?" Zhang Menglong landed on the shoulder of the kneeling Phantom Body, "Hmm, though the craftsmanship is slightly lacking, and the technique is rather crude, the condensation time is quite lengthy. The warcraft’s power hasn’t fully recovered; it should be manageable."
"You understand Illusory God too?" Mount Yushen’s Sect Master looked at Zhang Menglong in surprise.
"I know a thing or two!"
Whether it’s harnessing or crafting Illusory God cultivation techniques, Zhang Menglong is well versed, and the methods he studied are far stronger than Mount Yushen’s.
"Gu Xiao... did not expect you’re still alive!" The Vice Hall Master of Divine Profound Hall also glared at Zhang Menglong with a gloomy expression. He received orders this time to utterly destroy the coalition resisting these five major forces but did not expect to encounter Zhang Menglong here.
Upon seeing Zhang Menglong, fear emerged in the hearts of the elders and disciples of Divine Profound Hall.
It’s known that among those present, from disciples to elders, many had suffered losses at Zhang Menglong’s hands. Some even developed Zhang Menglong fear syndrome.
"Your Divine Profound Hall won’t see me die while it still stands," Zhang Menglong laughed, "Remember my words from three years ago? One day I’ll uproot your Divine Profound Hall entirely!"
"I want to see how much you’ve progressed after three years!" The Vice Hall Master knew Zhang Menglong’s life level appears just Divine Cultivation peak, but three years ago, he could challenge ordinary elders with Divine Cultivation third-grade realm strength.
Now, likely even middle-ranking or high-ranking elders may not be able to handle him.
Compared to Lei Poguan back then, he’s only stronger. Alone, likely in the entire Divine Profound Hall, only those above Vice Hall Master rank could suppress him.
Moreover, around him, there are over 8000 people mastering the second layer of Nine Nether Sunset Art. Their talents aren’t as abnormal as Lei Poguan and Zhang Menglong, but that’s equivalent to over 8000 weaker versions of Lei Poguan.
Together, they’re enough to strongly impact Divine Profound Hall! "You’ll soon see how much I’ve progressed!" Zhang Menglong looked at the Nine Prison Beast, "Hey big guy, do you want to help them? I’ll give you a chance, eliminate these Divine Profound Hall trash for me, and I’ll let bygones be bygones for what you did before."
"Human kid, you’re negotiating terms with me?" The Nine Prison Beast naturally didn’t recognize Zhang Menglong. To it, being such an ancient warcraft race, in today’s era, there were no opponents to be found, so it paid no mind to Zhang Menglong.
"What terms did they offer you?" Zhang Menglong asked, "Was it releasing you from the Crystal Palace?"
This Crystal Palace, back then, was handed over by Zhang Menglong to the Beast Taming Sect personally, so he knew of the Nine Prison Beast’s existence.
"I can do what they promised, and additionally, I’ll refine an elixir for you, helping you restore your peak power directly!"
The Hall Master of Divine Profound Hall was visibly uneasy. He knew Zhang Menglong was an exceptional Alchemist, even recognized by those old folks of Shennong Valley as unmatched. His offer likely wasn’t just hot air.
"Nine Prison Beast, don’t be deceived by him. He’s just a Divine Cultivation peak Martial Artist; how could he possibly have the ability to refine such an elixir?" At this moment, information disparity was the only advantage the Hall Master of Divine Profound Hall had. The Nine Prison Beast was unaware of Zhang Menglong’s capabilities.
"What if I say no?" The Nine Prison Beast was stubbornly resisting. As an ancient high-grade bloodline warcraft, serving as a human’s lackey was already disgraceful enough, and now the tug-of-war further fueled its displeasure.
"If you choose not to cooperate, then I’ll have to kill you," Zhang Menglong said calmly, "As an ancient warcraft, you pose some danger. Being sealed, who knows when you’ll break free? It’s better to eliminate such an unstable factor directly."
"Haha, kill me?" The Nine Prison Beast began to condense energy in its mouth, "I want to see how you’ll kill me!"
"Ah," Zhang Menglong sighed, "I originally wanted to take a mount, but you don’t seem to cherish this opportunity!"
"This big toy still falls short," Zhang Menglong formed hand seals, "But once I make this move, how will you respond?"
"Susano’o!"
"Whoosh!" The Nine Prison Beast’s energy sphere was almost simultaneously shot toward the Illusory God.
At that moment, the Illusory God’s right hand, which was originally lowered to the ground, suddenly reached forward, grabbing the rapidly rotating energy sphere. Simultaneously, a suit of armor entirely composed of energy appeared on the Illusory God’s surface.
The hand squeezed forcefully, and a violent explosion instantly engulfed the Illusory God.
"Is Senior Brother Gu Xiao okay? How could he take it head-on? The energy sphere’s power is too terrifying!"
"Should be fine, right? Senior Brother Gu Xiao likely wouldn’t do anything without confidence."
"I just saw an armor suddenly appear on the Illusory God. Was that Senior Brother Gu Xiao’s doing?"
"Did you sense it? The Illusory God’s aura seems to have strengthened!"
"Whoosh!" A gust of wind swept through, dispersing the surrounding dense fog, as the Illusory God, clad in blue-purple armor, stepped toward the Nine Prison Beast.
Zhang Menglong stood atop the Illusory God’s helmet, exuding an unparalleled charisma.
"Is this all the strength you have? Didn’t have your fill?"
