My Disciples Are All Villains-Chapter 1779 - Forgetting the Feeling of Being Beaten Down
The voice was sonorous and thunderous, sweeping down from the auspicious light to the frontlines like rolling tides.
The despairing Great Yan cultivators and the retreating Great Void cultivators looked up in shock at the auspicious light and the figure above it. They rubbed their eyes before they looked again.
“It’s Whitzard!”
When the Great Yan cultivators identified Whitzard, they were elated and excited.
“The Pavilion Master of the Saint Sky Pavilion is here in person!”
Word of this spread like a wildfire.
The morale of the despairing cultivators soared immediately. They looked at the figure in the sky with expressions of reverence and worship.
The Great Yan cultivators kneeled one after another and shouted, “Greetings, Senior Ji!”
Lu Zhou swept his gaze across the cultivators who were covered in dirt and dust and were looking at him.
In contrast, the Great Void cultivators gulped. They were a little worried and fearful as they looked at Lu Zhou who was standing on Whitzard.
“So he’s the legendary Unholy One?”
The Great Void cultivators had always feared the Unholy One, who was a taboo in the Great Void. They only participated in the plan because of the Sacred Temple’s long period of inaction. The Sacred Temple did not even care that the Unholy One had returned. For these reasons, it caused these wavering cultivators to flee. Regardless of whether the Unholy One was good or evil, it was better than waiting for death in the Great Void.
Now that the Great Void cultivators finally saw the Unholy One, they could not help but gasp. After that, they did not dare to breathe loudly as they looked at the legendary bigshot. Looking at the ants of Great Yan kowtowing, their arrogance also had disappeared at this moment. No one could be arrogant in front of the Unholy One; they could only lower their heads in front of the Unholy One.
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Nan Gongwei flew over excitedly from behind the city walls and landed next to Lu Zhou. He said excitedly, “Greetings, Senior Ji.”
“You are?”
“It’s me! The Sect Master of Tian Sect, Nan Gongwei,” Nan Gongwei hurriedly said as he pointed at himself.
Lu Zhou thought for a moment. Perhaps,it had been too long, it took a while before he finally remembered. He nodded and said, “I remember now. Yun Tianluo’s disciple.”
“That’s right, that’s right!” Nan Gongwei said as he sighed emotionally, “After so many years, Senior Ji has only gotten younger and more valiant.”
Lu Zhou asked, “Were you leading the cultivators to guard the frontlines all this time?”
Nan Gongwei nodded and said, “Senior Ji, please forgive me. With my cultivation, I can only do so much. Now that a Saint slayer is approaching, even the Great Void cultivators have no choice but to retreat. I really pity the commoners in the city.”
Lu Zhou said, “You’ve done a good job.” Then, he turned around and asked in a deep voice, “What are you waiting for?”
From behind, an immense figure flew over, causing the wind and clouds to surge.
The cultivators looked up when they sensed the powerful presence.
At this time, Meng Zhang opened its eyes that were like moons and roared. Its roar resounded through heaven and earth.
The fierce beasts that were approaching stopped in their tracks, intimidated by the dragon’s might.
The enormous figure circled in the sky and released its dragon’s breath.
Swoosh!
Dense fog shrouded the forest and the area within 30,000 feet.
A wave of chilling energy swept through the western forest immediately, freezing everything.
The dragon’s breath range of effect was perfectly placed. It happened to be the west of the city wall where the forest was.
Great Yan cultivators rushed up to the city wall and looked at the frozen Western Region. They were filled with emotions.
On the other hand, the Great Void cultivators were shocked.
“That’s Meng Zhang, the Azure Dragon! He’s one of the Four Divinities of Heaven!”
“As one of the Four Divinities of Heaven, why, why would he listen to the Unholy One’s orders?”
“If I didn’t see it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have believed it! Perhaps, there are some secrets we’re unaware of…”
After dealing with a large number of fierce beasts with one move, Meng Zhang changed into its human form and landed in front of Lu Zhou. Then, he asked expressionlessly, “Is this all I need to do?”
“It’s enough,” Lu Zhou said.
“Then what benefits do I get?” Meng Zhang asked.
Lu Zhou said indifferently, “What does that have to do with me?”
Nan Gongwei: “???”
Nan Gongwei was dumbstruck by their conversation. Perhaps, he had seen Meng Zhang in action, he did not dare to interrupt. With Meng Zhang’s means, with just a flick of a finger, he could die without a burial place. It was better for him to stand aside and keep quiet. He thought that it was good enough that he could stand and listen to them with Lu Zhou’s support.
At this moment, Ying Long, who was in his human form, flew over from afar. He looked like an ordinary cultivator; there was nothing special about him. When he landed, he said to Meng Zhang, “Don’t be so calculative. Just treat it as a favor to me. If you’re really dissatisfied, I’ll take you to cultivate in the abyss with me. I remember that you lost a lot of your cultivation to repair the pillar, right?”
“The abyss?” Meng Zhang asked.
“That’s right.”
“I can restore my cultivation?”
“I guarantee it,” Ying Long replied.
“Deal.”
Ying Long sighed in relief. ‘It’s really been hard on me…’
Meanwhile, the Great Void cultivators, who felt they were superior, left the Great Yan cultivators and gathered in front of Lu Zhou to greet him.
As the Great Void cultivators moved to bow, Lu Zhou raised his hand and stopped them. “Who are you?”
“We’re from the Great Void, senior.”
Lu Zhou ignored them and called out, “Nan Gongwei.”
“Yes, Senior Ji,” Nan Gongwei quickly responded.
“Since they came here to seek refuge, they can’t stay idle. Arrange for them to serve at the frontlines along with your men,” Lu Zhou said tonelessly.
“Ah?” Nan Gongwei was stunned. Although he was the Sect Master of the Tian Sect, it was quite difficult for him to order the Great Void cultivators around. Their cultivation was too different. How was he going to control them? This was a very thorny problem.
How could Lu Zhou not know about the problems Nan Gongwei would face? He said in a deep voice, “If anyone refuses to submit, report to me at once.”
Nan Gongwei bowed. “Understood.”
The Great Void cultivators gulped. Now that they were living under someone else’s roof, they had no choice but to lower their heads. None of them dared to breathe loudly, let alone speak.
Finally, one of the Great Void cultivators said, “I’ll follow senior’s orders.”
At this moment, Meng Zhang said, “Although I’ve frozen the fierce beasts, this is only a temporary solution. The Unknown Land is as vast as the Great Void, and there are countless fierce beasts. More and more will come. It’s difficult to solve the problem just by killing them.”
Ying Long said, “Do you want to talk to them? I’m afraid the matter isn’t that simple. It’d be fine if it’s just ordinary fierce beasts. However, there are some remnant ancient Saint slayers with connections to the Great Void. I’m afraid it won’t be so easy to reach an agreement with them.”
“Remnant ancient Saint slayers?” Lu Zhou tried to find the relevant information in his mind.
Ying Long explained, “In ancient times, humans and fierce beasts had a great battle, and both sides suffered heavy losses. The Saint slayers that survived are referred to as remnant ancient Saint Slayers. Although there was an agreement previously, their hatred toward humans didn’t lessen at all.”
Lu Zhou nodded slightly as though he had an impression of the matter. He looked in the direction of Misty Forest and said, “You reminded me of it…”
As a powerful cultivator from ancient times, how could the Unholy One be unaware of such a great battle?
Hence, Ying Long was not surprised by these words. However, he shrank instinctively. He could feel a subtle killing intent from Lu Zhou.
Lu Zhou looked down quietly at the city, the bloody city wall, and the cultivators covered in dirt, dust, and blood. There were also corpses and severed limbs from both humans and fierce beasts thatlittered the ground.
This was a common sight during war. It had always been like this since ancient times. Perhaps, that was why war was often mentioned in history compared to times of peace.
At this moment…
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Thunderous stomping sounds rang from the Misty Forest.
A huge group of fierce beasts appeared again.
Flying beasts were like dark clouds in the sky.
As Meng Zhang said, his move earlier was just a temporary solution. There was an endless stream of bloodthirsty fierce beasts.
Just as Meng Zhang was about to make a move again, Lu Zhou raised his hand slightly and said, “It’s been 100,000 years. Perhaps, you’ve forgotten the lesson I taught you.”
Perhaps, due to the Unholy One’s long period of absence, the fierce beasts and humans had forgotten the fear of being beaten to the ground by him.
As soon as Lu Zhou finished speaking, he flew off Whitzard’s back.
Everyone watched as Lu Zhou flew at lightning speed before coming to a stop at 30,000 feet in the air.
A blue lotus with a diameter of 30,000 feet bloomed in the air. Following that, small and exquisite blue lotuses swept out like a storm toward the fierce beasts.
“Blue Lotus Storm.”
It was as though a blue snowstorm had descended on Great Yan.
The abnormally brilliant blue lotuses reaped the lives of the fierce beasts as though they were the Grim Reaper’s scythe. They slashed at the neck and major arteries of the fierce beasts, dismembered them, and pierced their vital points.
The mangled carcasses of the fierce beasts were further minced and scattered in the wind.
“...”
After the storm, silence returned.
Only 15 minutes had passed.
Not only was the forest quiet, but the city wall was quiet as well.
Whether it was Ying Long, Meng Zhang, Great Yan cultivators, or the Great Void cultivators, all of them were stunned by this one move that killed all living things. Was this the might of the legendary Unholy One?
Some of the Great Void cultivators were so frightened that their legs weakened, causing them to stumble.
As for Great Yan cultivators, Lu Zhou’s shocking move boosted their morale greatly.
After a moment, Lu Zhou said tonelessly, “Meng Zhang, I’ll leave this to you.”
Then, Lu Zhou flew away on Whitzard’s back.
When Ying Long snapped out of his daze, he called out, “Where are you going?”
Meanwhile, all the cultivators at the city wall bowed in unison.
“Farewell, Senior Ji!”
