Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

Chapter 605: Chapter 614: Spirit Puppet

But what happened next left everyone utterly stunned.

Xiaoo Zuilan’s body drifted past like a gentle breeze, the surrounding necrotic aura seeming to shy away from her. She reached out a delicate hand, and a flash of black light appeared in her palm.

“It’s her!” Zhang Chun’s brow furrowed sharply when he saw the figure. With a mighty swing of his Crescent Halberd, he sent several nearby zombies flying, embedding them so deeply in the sand pits that they never rose again.

Wang Zhen reacted instantly, shouting, “Damn it, don’t let that woman get away! The Sumeru Mustard Seed is in her hand!”

Wang Zhen’s words snapped everyone to their senses. Countless experts instantly rushed forward. However, with the necrotic aura still lingering, they didn’t dare get too close and could only stand on the periphery.

Zhang Chun pointed his Crescent Halberd at Xiaoo Zuilan and said coldly, “Hand over the Sumeru Mustard Seed and tell us where Wen Qingye is. I’ll grant you a quick death.”

“In your dreams,” Xiaoo Zuilan said, a smile gracing her lips. With a tap of her foot, she transformed into a black butterfly and fluttered away into the distance.

“Trying to run?”

Zhang Chun swept his Crescent Halberd mercilessly toward Xiaoo Zuilan.

Xiaoo Zuilan swiped her palm, and a red object appeared within it. It slowly grew larger, transforming directly into a wooden man holding a sword.

The Crescent Halberd and the wooden man’s sword clashed in midair, letting out a sharp clang of metal that echoed relentlessly in everyone’s ears.

“A Spirit Puppet?”

Seeing the sword-wielding wooden man, Zhang Chun couldn’t help but feel a flicker of shock and blurted out the words.

“A Spirit Puppet? Hasn’t that art been lost for ages?”

“I can’t believe the Puppetry Skill still exists today! Who is this woman to have a Spirit Puppet protecting her?”

“That Spirit Puppet blocked Zhang Chun’s rage-fueled strike. It seems to be a high-grade puppet.”

…

Hearing Zhang Chun’s words, the surrounding crowd stared in shock at the sword-wielding wooden man.

At that very moment, Wen Qingye leaped out, instantly appearing at the side of the crowd to support Xiaoo Zuilan.

As Zhang Chun hesitated, his eyes landed on Wen Qingye, and a wild joy filled him. He suddenly roared, “Brother Wang, you kill Wen Qingye! I’ll hold off this Spirit Puppet and the woman. I don’t want the Sumeru Mustard Seed—just give me Wen Qingye’s head!”

After speaking, Zhang Chun didn’t hesitate for a moment, raising his Crescent Halberd and charging toward the Spirit Puppet.

“Wen Qingye?” Wang Zhen was stunned by Zhang Chun’s words. His gaze fell upon Wen Qingye, and he froze for a second. But then he recalled Zhang Chun’s promise, and all his apprehension vanished like smoke. He gritted his teeth and said, “Fine. I will take Wen Qingye’s head for Brother Zhang. I hope that, in front of everyone, Brother Zhang does not go back on his word.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Zhen’s expression turned savage. His body blurred as he lunged, a dense white light gathering in his palm as he thrust it directly at Wen Qingye with astonishing force.

A violent gale erupted from the strike, churning the surrounding Evil Qi and the swirling sand.

The faces of the onlookers turned deathly pale at the sight.

SWOOSH!

However, just as Wang Zhen’s savage palm strike was about to land on Wen Qingye, a flash of golden light suddenly shot out from behind him. A pale gold longsword swept out, hacking toward Wang Zhen’s palm as fast as a thunderbolt.

THUD!

A low thud reverberated. The golden light spread, and Wang Zhen’s savage expression twisted in an instant. His face alternated between green and red, his body trembled violently, and he was sent flying backward in a wretched state.

Wang Zhen’s feet scraped against the ground, carving a trench dozens of yards long in the yellow sand. When his body finally came to a stop, he was buried almost halfway in the sand.

PTHOO!

Several mouthfuls of fresh blood spurted from Wang Zhen’s mouth, dyeing the sand in front of him red.

The surroundings fell completely silent in that instant.

The jaws of everyone present slowly dropped open. They stared in horror at the scene before them, finding it impossible to imagine that Wang Zhen—who just moments ago claimed to be ranked above Wen Qingye—had been beaten like a stray dog in a single instant.

“Huuu…!”

At that moment, Wang Zhen slowly exhaled. He then lifted his head, his eyes gazing sinisterly at the figure before him. After a moment, his expression gradually became emotionless.

“Worthy of being the top of the new generation. Your strength is enough to be compared with the peak of the younger generation from any of the major sects. Perhaps it’s not wrong to consider you one of them. However…” a cold arc formed on Wang Zhen’s lips as he stared at Wen Qingye and said softly, “even among the peak of the younger generation, there aren’t more than ten who can defeat me.”

BOOM!

Wang Zhen gave a chilling smile and took a step forward. The moment his foot landed, a boundless, ocean-like torrent of Primordial Qi erupted, blanketing the heavens and the earth. The crimson Primordial Qi seemed to obscure the entire sky, making it look as if the very heavens were burning.

Wang Zhen’s strength had already surpassed that of an ordinary Fourth Heaven of Life and Death Realm expert; he had basically stepped into the peak of that level. Compared to him, Lim Tian of the Taiyi Pavilion was far, far inferior.

Wang Zhen’s status in Nebula Hall was not something Lim Tian’s status in Taiyi Pavilion could ever compare to.

Faced with such overwhelming power, an ordinary expert at the Life and Death Realm Second Layer would be like an ant, utterly powerless to fight back. This was the source of Wang Zhen’s confidence.

Wen Qingye watched the surging aura of Wang Zhen, his expression showing not the slightest change, as tranquil as an ancient well.

Before Wen Qingye had broken through to the Life and Death Realm Second Layer, his chances of winning against Wang Zhen would have been extremely low, even with the Qilin Fire. But now, that two-layer gap in cultivation no longer seemed so difficult to cross in his eyes.

One had to know that throughout his breakthroughs, Wen Qingye had constantly been compressing his cultivation: the Qi Cultivation Tenth Layer Heaven, the Refining Essence Tenth Layer of Heaven… all the way to the Tenth Heaven of Destruction Realm.

And now, even if his cultivation couldn’t match a Fourth Heaven of Life and Death Realm expert, it was definitely at the peak of the Life and Death Realm Third Layer Heaven.

Coupled with his Martial Arts, the Slaying Immortal Sword Dao, and the Lifeless Sword Dao, even Wang Zhen would have to think twice before believing he could defeat Wen Qingye.

CLANG!

The Bladeless Heavy Sword was drawn with a sudden pull, and waves of Primordial Qi swept out. In Wen Qingye’s hands, the Bladeless Heavy Sword was like one of the Ancient Mountains, casting a vast shadow.

The 50,000 pounds of force from the Rock Law, combined with the Bladeless Heavy Sword’s own weight of over 39,500 pounds, resulted in a crushing force of nearly 90,000 pounds that descended mercilessly upon Wang Zhen, its momentum magnificent and unstoppable.