Chapter 156 - The Predecessors’ Determination to End in Mutual
Chapter 156: The Predecessors’ Determination to End in Mutual Destruction?
Yue Chong and Duan Yanhong regarded their leader with incredulity.
“Leader!”
“Chief!”
“What have you done?” Yue Chong shouted.
It took a while before realization dawned on Pan Zhong. He replied snappily, “Shut up! Fan Xiuwen was afflicted with the infatuation spell. The pavilion master has helped him to undo it. You should be grateful!”
“Infatuation spell?” Yue Chong was stunned.
“See for yourself!” Pan Zhong had studied witchcraft before. Those who did not understand witchcraft would not be able to glean anything from this. Naturally, he was in an awkward situation as well. Lu Zhou’s capability of undoing the Clarity Sect’s cultivation base-sealing technique with a single palm strike had greatly exceeded his expectations.
At this moment, after a time of blankness, Fan Xiuwen returned to normal. He was suitably enraged. “Those who offend me, Leng Luo, have to die!”
Fan Xiuwen began with his Dao Invisibility ultimate skill! Under the enhancement of his Eight-leaf Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar, Fan Xiuwen’s shadows filled the skies.
The former person on top of the blacklist was back!
Yue Chong and Duan Yanhong were shocked to see this.
Similarly, the other nine shamans were also shocked by the sudden appearance of this Eight-leaf avatar.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
The numerous shadows flitted around Wu Xian and attacked him! Energy rained down on him like a volley of arrows!
Pan Zhong was greatly taken aback. “This must be Leng Luo’s true strength.”
“He has an Eight-leaf cultivation base, after all…”
“He has been living in seclusion for centuries. Who is Mo Li? How did he manage to keep a firm control over Fan Xiuwen who has an Eight-leaf cultivation base?”
Fan Xiuwen’s attacks covered the skies and the lands. Even the leader of the Ten Shamans, Wu Xian, was at a disadvantage.
“Lord Wu Xian!” The other shamans cried out.
“I’m the one you’re supposed to be looking at.” Duanmu Sheng brandished his Overlord Spear and attacked the others.
“Don’t forget about me!” Mingshi Yin walked on air as he held the Separation Hook and Scabbard firmly in his hands.
They both possessed heaven-grade weapons. Against the nine shamans who only had Three or Four-leaf cultivation bases, they would be able to hold their own for a while. The problem was they had nine opponents!
Even if they were witchcraft practitioners and needed time to cast a spell, Duanmu Sheng and Mingshi Yin were still outnumbered. How could they deal with nine great witchcraft practitioners who were also members of the Ten Shamans?
“Chief!” Yue Chong and Duan Yanhong’s eyes burned. They were willing to risk their lives and limbs for Fan Xiuwen. They knew each other well and trusted each other completely.
When they saw Fan Xiuwen risking his life to fight against a powerful enemy, they could not bear to stay idle.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, “Do you see it now?”
Pan Zhong explained, “Leng Luo was being controlled. You, four brothers, were pawns in this game. Now, the people who controlled you are right before you!”
“Ten Shamans…” Yue Chong and Duan Yanhong were in the same boat as Fan Xiuwen. They were on board the flying chariot from the start, and they witnessed everything clearly. There was no way they would not be angry!
Pan Zhong walked up to them. He raised his palm and gave them quick taps.
Bam! Bam!
The restraints on their cultivation bases were released! Primal Qi surged throughout their bodies like a geyser. They felt the familiar and nostalgic sensation of power flowing through them.
Lu Zhou glanced at them calmly.
Yue Chong and Duan Yanhong dared not plot against the powerful Evil Sky Pavilion’s master. The Nine Cuts Hand Seals had taken out the peak Seven-leaf expert, Ren Buping, instantly. Fear still lingered in their hearts when they recalled that scene. Moreover, the Evil Sky Pavilion was not at fault. The culprits were those people in front of them.
Yue Chong and Duan Yanhong exchanged looks before they leaped into the air. “Count us in!”
The addition of another two opponents increased the pressure on the nine shamans.
Mingshi Yin and Duanmu Sheng could take two opponents each.
Yue Chong and Duan Yanhong could handle an opponent each.
There were still three shamans left.
Lu Zhou quickly glanced at Wu Ji, Wu Peng, and Wu Zhen. After Wu Xian, the three of them were the most powerful among the shamans.
Wu Xian was the highest in the skies. He was hovering above the cloud-splitting chariot, completely occupied with Fan Xiuwen. His voice boomed in the sky, “You can’t defeat the Ten Shamans!”
Lu Zhou’s voice traveled far and wide. “You’ve forgotten about me.”
Lu Zhou no longer wasted words and tossed three Thunderblast Cards in his hand out! His targets were Wu Ji, Wu Peng, and Wu Zhen! Three bolts of formidable lightning shot toward them!
The others were shocked.
Lu Zhou stood with his hands on his back after tossing the three cards out. He observed the battle with a carefree air about him.
The clouds rolled as thunder rumbled in the air. Bolts of lighting mixed with energy appeared immediately
The three shamans immediately conjured their shields. There was no time to run away. The Thunderblast lightning bolts were several meters in diameter. This was unlike anything they had ever seen!
‘This can’t be Thunderblast! it must be the Heavenly Lightning Bolt!’
When Wu Ji erected his shield, there was a look of despair in his eyes. At the same time, a thought appeared in his mind. ‘Could it be that the Ten Shamans are wrong? Otherwise, why would the Heavenly Lightning strike us?’
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three huge bolts of Thunderblast hit their targets.
The three of them flew back at the same time.
Wu Ji spat out a mouthful of blood! A purplish radiant circle suddenly emerged from his body before it scattered in the air.
Lu Zhou’s heart skipped a beat. At the same time, he heard the system notification.
“Ding! Killed one target. Reward: 100 merit points.”
‘The 1% sure-kill probability! You can only blame your own rotten luck for this!’ Lu Zhou shook his head. ‘Fortunately, I didn’t simply use the Deadly Strike Card. Otherwise, I might even have to pay with my pants in this gamble!’
When Lu Zhou killed a dead person possessing a living person’s body, the merit points he earned were only from the living person. The other two victims from the Thunderblasts were injured and heavily injured respectively!
‘Lately, it seems like I’m on a roll.’ Whether it was the matter of opening the box, the appearance of Whitzard or the 1% sure-kill rate that was triggered, all of this surprised Lu Zhou.
Lu Zhou was still deep in thoughts when he heard Wu Xian’s voice.
“There’s not much time left. Come to me!” Wu Xian was shocked that Fan Xiuwen could give him this much trouble. The anger welling up within him made him want to end this as soon as he could. A murderous expression could be seen on his face before a voice in his head said, ‘Lord Wu Xian, please don’t self-destruct!’
As Wu Xian parried Fan Xiuwen’s ceaseless attacks, he said, “The Ten Shamans have been disgraced by all of you. Let this be a warning to the descendants of the shamans under the heavens!”
“We swear to follow you until death, Lord Wu Xian!” The eight shamans said in unison.
Lu Zhou gave the order decisively. “Take flight!”
“Yes, master!” Little Yuan’er and Zhao Yue immediately channeled their Primal Qi and activated the cloud-splitting chariot.
While Wu Xian was held up by Fan Xiuwen, the Grand Formation was not at its peak. Therefore, the cloud-splitting chariot could leave with ease.
The cloud-splitting chariot shone.
Whizz!
It flew toward the edge of the Grand Formation.
“Third Senior Brother! Fourth Senior Brother!”
Mingshi Yin retracted his Separation Hook and said with a smile, “I can’t beat the two of you… As expected of the Ten Shamans!” With swift movements, he retreated in the air with his Grand Technique!
Duanmu Sheng did the same. He retracted his Overlord Spear. “A true man should be flexible. We’ll fight again one day!”
Yue Chong and Duan Yanhong were taken aback by this development.
Fan Xiuwen’s avatar erupted with energy as he shouted, “Mo Li! Even if I die, I won’t let you live in peace!”
“Chief!”
“Yue Chong! Duan Yanhong! If you’re afraid of dying, leave now! I, Leng Luo, will keep them here!”
Leng Luo was too close to Wu Xian. His avatar had been bound by Wu Xian’s tentacles.
Both of them were in similar situations. They were fighting to see who would be the last person standing. Wu Xian had a time limit, after all. If their fight dragged on, he would not be able to defeat Fan Xiuwen. In this case, it was best to cast a self-destruct spell! All of them would self-destruct with their power and take their enemies down with them. Since they were already dead, why would they fear death?
The red-robed cultivators fled as quickly as their feet could take them.
Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm cultivators could run away with their Grand Techniques. However, the red-robed cultivators were too slow!
“We weren’t born on the same day, but we can die on the same day!” Yue Chong and Duan Yanhong did not leave. Instead, they flew toward Wu Xian.
Three avatars stood abreast.
The instant when the cloud-splitting chariot was about to leave the Grand Formation’s range, the area within the Formation exploded.
With Wu Xian in the center, the power of the eight shamans exploded in the surroundings!