Chapter 708: Chapter 707: The Green Lotus Lay Buddhist
Liu Zheng obtained five hundred luck values from Wang Zun, plus the thirty previously obtained, along with those from the Origin Beginning Holy Son.
In total, there were five hundred and seventy luck values, which amounted to only one chance, and now, nine had already been wasted.
"Keep going!"
At this point, it might as well all be spent in one go.
Liu Zheng was like a gambler who was in too deep, unable to stop even if he wanted to.
The vortex began to spin again, and then a figure appeared within it.
This time it was different from the others; the aura of this figure was incredibly terrifying, similar to when Xiang Batian was summoned, but the temperament was different.
The tyrant’s physique was incredibly domineering.
Whereas the person before him carried a celestial aura that seemed to float around him.
"Ding-dong, congratulations to the host for summoning the extraordinary figure, Qinglian layman."
The system’s voice rang out, and Liu Zheng was momentarily stunned before his face lit up with joy.
This time it seemed he had drawn an extraordinary person.
Extraordinary figure?
"Hurry and summon him!"
Liu Zheng said to the system without any hesitation.
Soon, a dashing man dressed in a white robe and carrying a sword on his back appeared before him.
"As an Immortal, I am at ease with myself!"
The young man had his own background music and carried an indescribable air of casual grace, as if he did not belong to this world.
"Hall Master, this person is very dangerous."
The moment Xiang Batian saw Qinglian layman, he hurriedly stood in front of Liu Zheng.
From Qinglian layman, Xiang Batian felt immense pressure, something he hadn’t felt since his arrival in this world.
Without a doubt, this man was on the same level of existence as himself.
"Relax, he is one of our own."
Liu Zheng said to Xiang Batian with a slight smile.
At the same time, he was very satisfied in his heart. A person who could make Xiang Batian feel threatened must naturally be strong.
This indicated that Qinglian layman had definitely reached the same level as Xiang Batian.
The young man came before Liu Zheng and said respectfully, "Qinglian layman pays his respects to the Hall Master!"
"No need for formalities."
Liu Zheng said, introducing him to Xiang Batian, "From now on, he will be our companion. His name is Qinglian layman!"
"Qinglian layman, this is Xiang Batian, also our partner."
Then, the two exchanged glances and nodded slightly, apparently acknowledging each other.
After all, they were both beings of the same level. Although their temperaments differed, their strengths were the same.
"With a Divine King’s Physique and Supreme Sword Intent, this time I’ve really made a fortune."
Although he had drawn ten times, Liu Zheng was still very satisfied. Such a powerful figure was a boon for the Demon God Temple.
Moreover, the talents of Qinglian layman were also terrifying, and in the future, he could definitely become an emperor and even ascend to the Immortal realm.
"Prepare yourselves, we are about to make our move."
Liu Zheng said indifferently.
...
At this moment, in the Mang Jiao Clan’s territory, Chen Jin led over a thousand from the Saint Realm to attack, the immense pressure causing heaven and earth to tremble.
The complexions of everyone in the clan’s territory changed, unable to withstand the pressure below the Saint Realm, many fell to the ground.
This time, Chen Jin did not hide but blatantly appeared above their territory.
"Demon God Temple, what exactly do you want to do!"
A Saint Realm member of the Mang Jiao Clan said coldly.
"This is the Mang Jiao Clan’s territory, not the Demon God Temple’s."
"Of course I know this is the territory of the Mang Jiao Clan, that’s exactly where I’ve come to, someone wants your lives, and I’m still going to do it."
"Time to get moving."
Following Chen Jin’s order, thousands of Saint Realm cultivators sprang into action.
The battle had no suspense at all, everyone was slaughtered, not a single person survived.
Even those at the ninth level of the Saint Realm met the same fate.
Facing so many Saint Realm cultivators, even a ninth-level Saint Realm was instantly killed.
Soon, the entire Mang Jiao Clan lay slain everywhere, their blood running into rivers, turning the enchanted clan district into a living hell.
In that moment, only the powerhouses in the void of the Mang Jiao Clan remained; all the others perished.
If the strong fighters on the battlefield from the Mang Jiao Clan were lost, then the whole Mang Jiao Clan would be gone.
Moreover, due to the Heaven-Sealing Earth-Locking formation, no one yet knew the Mang Jiao Clan’s territory was destroyed.
...
At that time, in the Endless Starry Sky, the atmosphere was exceptionally oppressive.
Powerful auras collided ceaselessly, and no one spoke a word.
Facing the pressure from Long Zhan and the venerable Celestial Elder, both the Mang Jiao Clan Leader and the Origin Sect Master remained silent.
Neither agreeing nor denying.
Seeing the situation as such, Long Zhan’s expression turned extremely ugly.
He said in a heavy voice, "If you don’t wish to concede, then I won’t be polite. Rather than letting both sides suffer heavy losses, I’d rather take action myself!"
These two are really enough, not giving him any face.
He had personally come, yet no one paid him any attention.
This was something Long Zhan could not accept, especially since the Dragon Clan is a very proud race; normally, who wouldn’t show them face?
It’s bad enough with the Mang Jiao Clan, but now they really didn’t give any face at all.
"Do you feel the same, Celestial Elder?"
The Origin Sect Master looked at the Celestial Elder and said coldly.
He was close to losing his sanity now, his eyes bloodshot.
"Origin, you need to stop. Even if you don’t think of yourself, you should consider the forces behind you," said the Celestial Elder, helplessly.
Hearing this, the Origin Sect Master fell silent, looking at the severely wounded Origin powerhouses behind him with helplessness.
At that time, due to Long Zhan’s pressure, the Mang Jiao Clan Leader knew he couldn’t continue like this.
He took a deep breath and said resolutely, "I am willing to cease!"
The battle had been too tragic, the Mang Jiao Clan nearly decimated.
He was on the verge of losing his sanity.
Hearing the Mang Jiao Clan Leader’s words, Long Zhan and the Celestial Elder both exhaled in relief.
Willingness to cease was a good thing; if they had not ceased, things would have been really difficult to manage.
Just then, a voice rose up: "Origin Sect Master, we have completed half of your mission. The Mang Jiao Clan’s territory has been destroyed by us, and now only those before your eyes remain."
"Now let us help you finish the task."
Just then, Xiang Batian and the Azure Lotus Hermit emerged from the void.
The moment those words were spoken, everyone’s complexion changed.
The Mang Jiao Clan Leader was instantly consumed with towering rage and lost all reason.
The Origin Sect Master immediately sensed trouble.
"What is the meaning of this?"
The Mang Jiao Clan Leader glared furiously at the Origin Sect Master, his killing intent causing even the void to tremble.
Feeling this intent to kill, many of the Origin Sect powerhouses’ complexions turned pale, and their bodies felt cold all over.
"Celestial Elder, your human race owes us an explanation!"
Long Zhan bellowed angrily with a dark expression, his aura raging, the void around him trembling and black holes forming.
