bookpower Chapter 211 : Terror of Zhao Zhen, the Divide Between Immortal and Mortal
Chapter 211 : Terror of Zhao Zhen, the Divide Between Immortal and Mortal
Only when Hua Daozang and Yu Mi arrived before Ku Yi and Ku Er did Zhao Zhen finally shift his gaze toward Tuo Zhenye.Ku Yi immediately shielded Yu Mi, while Ku Er glared viciously at Hua Daozang.
Hua Daozang ignored the looks from the two of them, turned around to look toward the camp below the mountain, and said, “I did not lie to you. Tianxuan Mountain will indeed help Zhao Zhen reclaim the land. As for today’s matter, just keep watching. Could it be that you have no confidence in Zhao Zhen?”
Hearing this, Ku Yi and Ku Er escorted Yu Mi to the side, putting distance between themselves and Hua Daozang, then looked down toward the camp below.
Surrounded by over a hundred Northern Barbarians martial artists, Zhao Zhen showed no fear whatsoever.
Tuo Zhenye sized him up, and he likewise sized up Tuo Zhenye.
Neither was in a hurry to speak.
After quite some time, Tuo Zhenye finally spoke, saying, “I have heard that you are a disciple of Li Qingqiu, the Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect.”
“That’s right. Speak plainly—what is your purpose?” Zhao Zhen said impatiently.
Tuo Zhenye grinned and said, “I heard that your Clear Sky Sect swept across the martial world of the Nine Provinces, and there are even rumors that you cultivate immortality. Hand over your internal cultivation manual, otherwise your mother will not escape from the Hundred Burial Ridge.”
Zhao Zhen looked at him and asked, “Just that?”
Tuo Zhenye snorted coldly and said, “What? Could it be that the internal cultivation of your Clear Sky Sect is not worth mentioning?”
Zhao Zhen shook his head and said, “I merely thought you had some earth-shattering scheme. I did not expect it to be just for our techniques. Still, that alone is enough to sentence you to death. I am very curious—how did you know she was my mother, and how were you so sure I would come?”
Seeing him so calm and composed, Tuo Zhenye felt displeased and said, “At this point, you still do not understand? No one betrayed you. Otherwise, how could people like us, who came from beyond the Nine Provinces, know so clearly?”
“Indeed.”
Zhao Zhen nodded.
He then began twisting his neck and moving his hands.
The surrounding Northern Barbarians martial artists frowned and drew their weapons one after another.
The corners of Tuo Zhenye’s mouth lifted as a terrifying surge of inner energy erupted from his body.
Force wrapped around him, blowing his hair about as he looked at Zhao Zhen with disdain and said, “You do not think I am weak, do you?”
Boom—
A horrifying gale swept outward, flipping all the surrounding Northern Barbarians martial artists into the air.
Tent after tent collapsed as Zhao Zhen stepped forward and killed his way to Tuo Zhenye, punching straight through his chest.
Blood sprayed everywhere, and Zhao Zhen’s chin pressed against Tuo Zhenye’s shoulder.
“Urgh—”
Tuo Zhenye spat out a mouthful of blood.
His eyes widened, bloodshot, as his force instantly dissipated.
At the brink of death, he could not believe the reality before him.
His entire body trembled as he felt himself rapidly growing cold.
“You do not think you are strong, do you?”
Zhao Zhen softly asked beside Tuo Zhenye’s ear.
After speaking, he withdrew his fist and watched as Tuo Zhenye knelt before him.
From all directions, the Northern Barbarians martial artists scrambled to their feet.
Seeing Tuo Zhenye kneeling, they all wore expressions as if they had seen a ghost.
“How is this possible… Elder Tuo, how could he…”
“Impossible… Elder Tuo was a powerhouse infinitely close to entering the Dao…”
“A demon! He must be a demon!”
“Run! Run quickly!”
The Northern Barbarians martial artists were utterly terrified by the scene before them.
Not only them—Yu Mi and Hua Daozang standing on the hillside also stared wide-eyed upon seeing Zhao Zhen kill Tuo Zhenye with a single punch.
Ku Yi and Ku Er, however, remained calm.
The reason they dared to gamble on Hua Daozang’s words was precisely because they knew how strong Zhao Zhen was.
If Zhao Zhen’s strength were placed in the past, he could have charged straight into the Zhenyang Imperial City and personally slain Zhao Zhi!
Without exaggeration, if the current Zhao Zhen were placed ten years earlier, he would absolutely have been Number One Under Heaven!
Zhao Zhen’s figure flashed as he began slaughtering the Northern Barbarians martial artists.
His movements were ghostlike in speed; even Hua Daozang, who prided himself as an expert, could not keep up with Zhao Zhen’s footwork at all.
At this moment, Hua Daozang seemed to see the duel between Yan Dao Sect and Shen Yue.
“How is this possible… how could he be so powerful?”
Hua Daozang felt his scalp go numb.
He had previously not understood why Ancestor Su Xing went through so many twists and turns, but now he suddenly understood.
It was because he did not understand the strength of immortal cultivators!
After realizing this, a chill ran through his bones.
He immediately turned and lunged toward Yu Mi.
Clang—
Ku Er suddenly drew his sword, the tip stopping directly before Hua Daozang’s throat, forcing him to halt instantly.
“So fast a sword… how could his martial arts be… could it be that he also cultivates immortality?”
Hua Daozang stared wide-eyed in fear at Ku Er.
He had never taken Ku Yi and Ku Er seriously, yet he never imagined that the martial prowess of these two was also so terrifying.
Seeing Hua Daozang still daring to attack her, Yu Mi trembled with anger.
Ku Yi looked coldly at Hua Daozang and said, “Elder Hua, do you really think we trusted you because you were trustworthy?”
The reason they dared to persuade Zhao Zhen to risk himself was because they did not place Tianxuan Mountain in their eyes at all.
What they wanted was the network of connections accumulated by Tianxuan Mountain over generations.
Hua Daozang could feel the killing intent emanating from Ku Er.
His instincts told him that if he dared to move recklessly, this person would absolutely show no mercy.
Listening to the successive screams behind him, his heart sank into an abyss.
Zhao Zhen’s image in his mind became incomparably terrifying, and an unprecedented sense of regret surged within him.
He even began to hate Ancestor Su Xing.
If not for Ancestor Su Xing’s incitement, he would never have targeted the Clear Sky Sect and Zhao Zhen.
The screams did not last long.
The Hundred Burial Ridge soon fell into silence.
Hua Daozang heard footsteps behind him.
Unable to withstand the pressure, he hurriedly shouted, “Ancestor! Why are you not revealing yourself?”
As soon as his words fell, his head flew high into the air, blood spraying everywhere, his face still frozen in shock and rage.
The one who severed his head was not Ku Er, but Zhao Zhen.
Zhao Zhen stood behind Hua Daozang, his entire body drenched in blood, looking like a fearsome demon.
Even Yu Mi was frightened by his appearance.
After killing Hua Daozang with a palm strike, Zhao Zhen turned to look in all directions, vigilant against the appearance of unknown enemies.
On a distant mountain peak stood a paper effigy, through which Qiao Dingbei was observing everything.
Seeing Zhao Zhen slaughter the Northern Barbarians martial artists and even kill Hua Daozang, he finally let out a breath of relief.
After the tension passed, he could not help but shiver.
“As expected of the Sect Master’s disciple—so fierce. It seems the Sect Master’s past deeds are also real.”
Qiao Dingbei sat behind a rock, thinking to himself.
It was said that the Sect Master had the image of a killing god in the martial world, only appearing gentle within the sect.
He had previously thought those rumors were slander by martial artists, but now it seemed they might not be false.
No matter what, with Zhao Zhen being so dominant, he no longer needed to take risks.
Compared to merit, Qiao Dingbei wanted to live more.
Staying within the Clear Sky Sect promised boundless prospects, even the chance to glimpse longevity.
As for merit, there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.
Zhao Zhen remained alert, but he did not see any other figures.
Ku Yi and Ku Er also maintained strict vigilance.
“Let us withdraw quickly and first take your mother back to the Clear Sky Sect.”
Ku Yi said in a deep voice.
The truth had already been revealed.
They could not rely on Tianxuan Mountain to restore the Great Li Dynasty, so they could only retreat first to avoid further changes.
Zhao Zhen nodded.
He immediately walked to Yu Mi, hoisted her onto his shoulder, then summoned a flying sword from his storage pouch and stepped onto it, departing.
Ku Yi and Ku Er also controlled their swords, the three of them flying away together.
On the way there, they had deliberately conserved their vital energy, all for use during their escape.
As long as they flew by sword, even facing thousands upon thousands of troops, they were confident they could escape.
“Zhen’er, I never imagined you would be so formidable now…”
Yu Mi’s voice came from behind, making Zhao Zhen frown.
He had no memory of this mother, let alone feelings for her.
It was only the bond of flesh and blood that prevented him from ignoring Yu Mi.
He thought about how to respond.
Just as he had formed an answer and was about to speak, he suddenly felt a sharp pain at the back of his neck, startling him into instinctively trying to throw Yu Mi off.
However, Yu Mi clung tightly to him, refusing to let go no matter what.
The pain at the back of his neck quickly numbed his body, and he began to fall downward.
Seeing this, Ku Yi and Ku Er were alarmed.
They immediately accelerated, drawing close to Zhao Zhen and Yu Mi.
At this moment, Yu Mi suddenly raised her head and spat out two streams of dark green force, like flying blades slicing across the sky, directly piercing through the centers of Ku Yi’s and Ku Er’s brows.
Both died instantly, their faces still frozen in panic at the moment of death.
Clinging to Zhao Zhen’s back, Yu Mi revealed a greedy and ferocious expression.
Zhao Zhen then heard a hoarse voice:
“Young one, you have cultivation but no experience. It is only fitting that you suffer this tribulation.”
Hearing this voice, Zhao Zhen’s scalp went numb.
This voice was clearly that of an old man—how could it come from his mother?
Could it be that the one he was carrying was not his mother, but an impostor?
Just as Zhao Zhen was about to smash into the rocky mountainside below, Yu Mi loosened her grip, then grabbed Zhao Zhen’s robe, slowing their descent, only releasing him once they landed.
Zhao Zhen escaped a fate of being smashed to pieces, yet discovered that he could not move at all and could only collapse onto the ground.
He had imagined many dire situations, but he had never thought he would encounter such an ending.
With great difficulty, he raised his head and looked at Yu Mi before him, gritting his teeth as he asked, “You… who exactly are you?”
Yu Mi bent down and looked at him, revealing an affectionate expression as she said, “Zhen’er, it is your mother. Have you lost your senses?”
Zhao Zhen felt a chill run through him.
He completely could not understand what was happening.
Yu Mi’s expression suddenly changed, turning ferocious.
She raised her hand and reached to the back of Zhao Zhen’s neck, actually pulling out a large centipede.
When Zhao Zhen saw the writhing black centipede before his eyes, his unease deepened.
“Young one, your mother has already been afflicted by my gu and has lost her mind. If you do not struggle, once I seize your body, I will spare your mother’s life. But if you insist on struggling, I will let your mother die a miserable death. You will watch her suffer worse than death, begging you to kill her before your eyes. Do you wish her to endure such torment?”
This hoarse voice was unmistakably that of Ancestor Su Xing.
His tone was sinister, forcing Zhao Zhen to grit his teeth.
Immediately afterward, Yu Mi flipped Zhao Zhen over, then stood there blankly, completely motionless.
The world suddenly fell silent.
Zhao Zhen could not sense the presence of anyone else.
The more so it was, the more uneasy he became.
Suddenly!
A withered hand emerged from the soil before Zhao Zhen, directly grabbing his face.
Through the gaps between its fingers, his eyes saw a figure like a vicious ghost slowly crawling out from the earth.