The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple

Chapter 1302: Chapter 386: Zhou, Actually You’re My Real Dad (6k)_4

The insights and research findings of the array he left behind have also gradually been lost over time.

"What a pity..." Zhou Qing sighed as he stepped out from the "Qianji Pavilion," the largest local intelligence tower.

Lu Yaoyao comforted, "Don’t be disheartened, Zhou. Isn’t Sister Shen also a Level 4 Array Master? Moreover, in a Fifth-level Cultivation Country, such array masters should be more common."

Zhou Qing shook his head, "You don’t understand the feeling of meeting a kindred spirit. Let’s just hurry on our way."

Just as he was about to leave with Lu Yaoyao, a deafening roar suddenly came from the sky.

The entire heavens trembled, and the clouds were shredded to pieces by the violent airwaves.

Everyone involuntarily looked up, only to see a figure as mighty as an ancient fierce beast standing in the sky.

Bloodied all over yet with an overwhelming battle intention, he was pounding his chest with wild laughter.

Every battle merit on his body shone with dazzling golden light, as if countless golden dragons were roaming under his skin.

"It’s Zhao Muye!" Lu Yaoyao exclaimed.

Zhou Qing also recognized him, his brows slightly furrowed.

Last time, after Shen Hanyi assassinated the Great Perfection of the Blood Contract Pavilion, Yama appeared.

Wasn’t he supposed to be pursuing Yama for a duel?

How did he end up appearing here in such a disheveled state?

Also, where did his white jade demon elephant that could traverse the void go?

"Come on! If I, Zhao Muye, frown even for a moment, I’m no longer Zhao!" He roared, the sound waves causing the buildings below to tremble.

"Hmph, arrogant!" One of the Spirit Severing Realm coldly reprimanded, raising his hand with a "Galaxy Collapse."

Immediately, a ten-thousand-zhang rift tore open in the sky, countless shadows of stars pouring down like a torrential rain, each carrying a destructive pressure.

Space cracked inch by inch under this power, revealing dark void rifts.

The other three simultaneously acted.

One formed seals with his hands, and suddenly thousands of red chains emerged between heaven and earth, each entwined with ancient runes, like living creatures heading towards Zhao Muye.

Another pointed fingers formed into a sword, the fingertips bursting with dazzling green light.

This green light swelled in the wind, transforming into a Sword Qi that spanned the heavens and earth, where the sword light passed, even the sunlight was split in two, leaving lasting cracks in the sky.

The last one lightly pointed forward, sparing the Spiritual Qi within a hundred-mile radius, condensing into a crystal-clear jade seal in his palm.

Though small, the jade seal weighed like ten thousand jun, with a gentle press causing several buildings below to collapse with a boom.

"Boom—!"

Zhao Muye’s battle markings exploded with glaring golden light, like an ancient war god manifest.

He forcibly withstood the four earth-shattering attacks, the space around his body shattered to bits.

"Pfft—"

A mouthful of essence was spewed forth, transforming into blazing blood flames in mid-air.

Zhao Muye laughed instead of being angry, revealing bloodstained teeth: "Refreshing!"

He swung a fist abruptly, seemingly simple and direct, yet containing the most primal law of power.

As the fist traveled, space fractured like fragile glass, exposing the twisted chaotic turbulence behind.

Utilizing the rebound force of the punch, his figure retreated thousands of zhang, turning to flee.

"Aren’t you claiming to be a ’Sadomasochist’? Why are you running!" A Spirit Severing Realm expert sneered.

Zhao Muye laughed heartily without turning back, "Bah, you four against me and want me to stay? I’m not foolish! Revenge can wait, even if it’s ten years later, just you wait!"

"Want revenge? Survive today first!" The four figures immediately transformed into streams of light chasing relentlessly, disappearing into the depths of the clouds in a flash.

On the Imperial City streets watching cultivators, the uproar had long erupted:

"Who is this madman? To withstand a joint attack from four Spirit Severing Realm?"

"No idea, but it’s evidently a foreign Spirit Severing Realm, might be from the neighboring Holy Martial Dynasty?"

"Tsk tsk, offending the royal tributor, it must be difficult for him to escape alive."

"Why not chase and take a look? Might even gain some benefit."

"He’s mad, but still a Spirit Severing Realm, you’re simply insane. With your Nascent Soul cultivation, you probably can’t even withstand the combat aftermath."

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