Chapter 731 - Can We Flee Back?

Chapter 731: Can We Flee Back?

“Palace Head Wu Xu has already fallen? Zong Shou killed him on Yugang Mountain Peak? What a joke!”

“Are these words true? How?”

“Fifty Spirit Realm experts, three God Lord Incarnations along with one Mixed Essence One Energy Formation and they lost? Is this Zong Shou the reincarnation of that Ancient Chi King?”

“Even if he used the lives of forty Spirit Realm disciples to hold him hostage, how could Palace Head not block a single sword?”

Donglin Cloud Continent, above the Cloud Ocean. Many panicked emotions were spreading among the people.

Numerous Spirit Realm and hundreds of Grade-9 cultivators were all gathered here. Many people rushed over due to their curiosity. In just a moment, their faces were ashen white.

They were all in deep discussion and all of them panicked.

Zigui was among them and he felt giddiness such that he was about to faint.

He only felt that during these few days the Heavens were about to collapse.

He was the head of most of the cultivators here. However at this moment he was totally lost and didn’t know what to do.

He prided himself for being intelligent but he really didn’t know what to do now.

“What a Zong Shou, what a Blood Sword Monster Lord!”

Breaking into a laugh, his gaze slowly became clear.

He thought back to the words Kong Yao said not long ago.

Taoist Faction blood calamity, Master falling!

He didn’t believe it but in just a few hours it all came true.

Their Taoist Faction didn’t have many Spirit Realm cultivators.

Wu Xu’s death was a deep pain in their hearts!

As expected from someone who was regarded on the same level as Zhongxuan. What he predicted was all correct.

There was also one sentence which flashed across his mind.

“…Who are you even, how can you even compare to a single toe of my husband?”

He originally thought he didn’t care about it but when the Yugang Mountain news spread over, he felt a strong humiliation.

He was always confident that he could force Gantian Mountain into despair in a few months.

However in the end it seemed like he had become a laughing stock.

“Vast Habitat wants us to rush back there to stabilize the situation.”

Qingming held onto the sword and looked towards the east, at the rising sun. His gaze was indiscernible, who knew what he was thinking about.

“Zigui what are your intentions? We have to go back today. It is best if you make a decision quickly.”

Return?

Zigui’s body straightened, his eyes flashed red, and his pupils were about to pop out of their sockets, “If we return now what face will our Taoist Faction have left? If that Zong Shou wants to wipe us out then let’s see who is first to give up! A general on the battlefield can’t listen to orders. Only over ten Spirit Realm elders are left. If they dare to tell me what to do, I’ll kill them with one strike!”

Qingming sighed. This was the first time he saw his good friend like that, nearly losing his rationality.

“Those words are true! That Zong Shou can’t win us in a battle of attrition.”

The voice was really calm, his eyes filled with cold intent.

“Six hours ago Wangtian Sect was wiped out, Tianyuan Temple destroyed, and Floating Water Sect massacred. Close to a hundred twenty thousand people died today…”

Zigui was startled as he looked at Qingming, not knowing what he meant.

However the numbers behind it made him shocked.

This was Zong Shou’s revenge. You kill my people, I will wipe out your sect…

“How much more is Daoling Vast Habitat going to lose before we can kill this demon?”

When he said that, Qingming slightly shook his head, “Not to mention how they would not allow you to go alone. Even if they did, our morale can’t be used.

You are good at the Art of War and don’t need me to explain it to you right?”

Zigui was silent as he looked around. Only to see that the cultivators were either furious or anxious.

Some wanted revenge because their sects were wiped out by Zong Shou. Some wanted to rush back to the Vast Habitat to fight for the position of Head of the Vast Habitat.

Most of them were worried that their own sects would suffer under the hands of Zong Shou.

Their heart was already scattered and they had no more will to fight. Even if a few of them wanted to continue venting it in Donglin, they wouldn’t have an easy time under the hands of Kong Yao.

Sighing, Zigui stood up, “Then let’s go back!”

Thinking about it for a moment before he said seriously, “Best if we scatter! We definitely can’t gather together.”

Qingming was startled and then comprehended his reasoning. Was he worried that Zong Shou would ambush them mid way?

In the next instance Zigui helped to clear his doubts, “As compared to The Central Continent Sects, Zong Shou hates us more! We have to be wary…”

Qingming thought about it for a moment before nodding his head.

“Okay!”

A bitter intent flowed in his eyes.

At this moment, there were a hundred Spirit Realm cultivators here as well as five hundred Grade-9 ones.

Gathering their strength, apart from those few Vast Habitats, they were invincible.

However they might not be able to defend against Zong Shou’s ambush. His sword techniques were highly skilled and his movement speed was extremely quick. It was said that he grasped many Space techniques and he also had the Royal Demon God Shuttle.

This place was a hundred thousand miles away from the Vast Habitat.

If he wanted to tie them down and fight using guerrilla, still less than fifty to sixty percent of them could return safely.

Unless they fought using a formation, that was the only way they could win.

At this moment, Zigui displayed worries in his eyes as he looked towards Xuexun City.

That woman might not let his plans come to fruition.

Once she knew what happened at Yugang Mountain, she would react!

In the sky above Xuexun City, Kong Yao passed a tiger talisman over to Zong Yuan.

“All Blood Cloud Cavalry and Black Fox Iron Cavalry to pursue?”

Zong Yuan was stunned as he looked over, “Isn’t Inspector afraid he would set up a trap to ambush us? If the Taoist Faction Attack us while we are defenseless, the outcome would be catastrophic.”

Although the Blood Cloud Cavalry was strong but fighting against forty to fifty Spirit Realm at once was the limit.

Moreover they had close to twenty thousand Grade-6 Dao Soldiers all over which could help at any moment.

“He doesn’t dare!”

Kong Yao shook her head, calm and filled with confidence. Seeing Zong Yuan still filled with doubts she had to explain.

“He is smart so he knows that Ruler won’t let him go easily. At this moment he should be thinking about how to keep his life and return safely.”

Zong Yuan thought about it and was enlightened. He bowed as a form of acknowledgment.

“This time Pill Fountain, Kongqi and Fuling Sects will send people with you. Although I am really confident but we still need to be careful. If it is what I expected, he would split up to return back to confuse the Ruler…”

A cold disdain appeared by her lips. Only then could their people return back to the Vast Habitat.

If those hundreds were gathered together, her Husband would definitely abandon those other people and choose to kill him.

She looked toward the east and she was at a loss.

The Head died, Taoist Faction blood calamity; it was really as what her Father predicted!

Just one strike killed the Taoist Faction Head. How heroic was that?

She thought back to where that guy would be at now. What would he think about her?

She was his Concubine but she was still a virgin- why did it sound so unhappy and uncomfortable when she thought about it?

Her face heating up as she shook her head. Thinking to herself that wasn’t this what she wished for when she was young?

To be able to lead millions of troops to battle, what else wasn’t she satisfied with.

However for some reason she felt extremely lonely deep down.

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At this moment Zong Shou was tens of miles away above ruins.

Nameless Sword spun around him, the area beneath him was a dust-covered ruin with a line or blood words.

“Forty-three! Two hundred twenty-three thousand four hundred fifty…”

Nameless Sword had already drunk its feel of human blood. The killing intent on him was already getting thicker and thicker.

The battle of Yugang Mountain caused his Massacring Sword Intent to be at the initial Sword Soul level.

In just a few hours it rose to the peak of the Soul Realm.

Zong Shou suspected that if he continued, this Sword Intent would step into the Spirit Realm faster than his other sword techniques.

Gathering soul and then the spirit will be born…

During the Yugang Mountain battle, Zong Shou could actually glance into a thread of the Sword Spirit Level.

However he knew that such a level wasn’t something his body and soul could carry, so it was best if he placed it down first.

He could breakthrough but if he used it, he would probably end up dying.

Hanxi and the twelve silver ants beside him once again formed into a cocoon.

What they wiped out this time was a sect called Mingsheng Temple. There were also many other sects gathered there.

It was similar to the previous few areas. However this time, the temple summoned a God Spirit right away known as Tailing Xuan Lord.

The body was like a Vermillion Bird with flames wrapped around, its strength was similar to that of Celestial Realm.

Along with the spiritual formation, Zong Shou had spent a huge effort before he was able to kill it.

Naturally the rewards after the matter were surprising.

The God Power was absorbed by his Heaven Swallowing Energy Conversion Technique, sinking into his body.

Following which he realized that Hanxi had no interest in God Power.

What it was really interested in was the God Core that was within the statue which was bathed and purified by the thoughts and wishes of billions from many years.

Those things were useless for him so Zong Shou was glad to let it happen.

At this moment, he was searching for the soul memories of this Mingsheng Temple Head.

He found it weird. Why did the other sects not have God Spirits but only Daoling Vast Habitat and this Mingsheng Temple?

In the past he didn’t dare to be interested in it but now he was craving it!

“Battle between sects? So that’s the case…”

Zong Shou clenched his fist and smashed the soul in his hand.

Based on his memory, although the three thousand sects of Taoist Faction weren’t weak, they had no control of the temples in the world. Which was why naturally they couldn’t give rise to a God Spirit.

Mingsheng Temple was a little special, in the southeast land they spread Taoism to the barbarians.

After a few thousand years, they gave rise to such a protector god.

At this moment the temples in the world were split into three factions: Yuqing, Shangqing, and Tailing, which were held by Daoling Vast Habitat, Tailing Sect and Daoling Sect respectively.

The Taiqing Faction was originally the most famous but after Sword Sect split off from them, they became much weaker.