Chapter 1268: Chapter 479: The God of Treason and Betrayal

The Fake Incense Fire Taoist sensed a crisis, the Power of Laws within his body started flowing.

This was his spontaneous reaction when facing danger.

"Zhou Xuan, did he already see through my identity?"

The Fake Incense Fire Taoist pondered to himself.

Zhou Xuan’s voice continued to resonate,

"Fake Incense Fire Taoist, from the moment you stepped onto my stage, I had already seen through your identity as an imposter,

I had been playing with the Medicine Buddha and Hulu Taoist for some time, waiting until now, just for you."

At this moment, Zhou Xuan had leisurely walked to the entrance of the Netherworld Gully, his wild long hair was flapping wantonly in the wind,

both Hulu Taoist and Medicine Buddha could clearly see Zhou Xuan’s hair strands,

but were those still hair strands?

They were venomous snakes sticking out their tongues, causing an inexplicable fear to occupy most of their consciousness.

"Zhou Xuan, he has already become powerful beyond the human realm."

Hulu Taoist restrained his urge to kneel as he began to discuss with Medicine Buddha,

"Either way we’re dead, why don’t we join forces and fight our way out?"

Hulu Taoist intended to fight like a trapped beast,

Medicine Buddha glanced at the Pagoda-Bearing King who was "kneeling to present his head" and looked again at the kneeling Red Pill and Zi Niu, two of the Tunnel Armor Sect’s Taishang, sighed and said, "Then let’s join hands this once."

"Alright, you use the sound of pounding medicine to unsettle Zhou Xuan’s Heart Spirit, and I’ll attack his body with righteous energy."

When Hulu Taoist said this, his body moved significantly, he stepped on yellow paper shoes, straightened his back, and charged toward Zhou Xuan.

His Flying Sword moved even faster,

one man, one sword, leading the charge,

meanwhile, Medicine Buddha controlled his Golden Body, continuously pounding the medicine bowl, and the sound of pounding medicine reappeared within the stage.

A moon in Mingjiang, leaving only the sound of pounding medicine,

all the noisy sounds had already subsided, leaving only the dull "thud, thud" of pounding medicine,

this time, not only was Zhou Xuan annoyed by the noise from Medicine Buddha and Hulu Taoist, even the Fake Incense Fire Taoist couldn’t stand it, secretly thinking, "Two useless people, can’t even tell who’s strong or weak, why practice Taoism, why worship an Incense Buddha?"

"The light of a firefly, yet attempting to shine alongside the sun and moon, useless, useless."

One person, one sword, the sound of pounding medicine, the attack had initiated,

yet Zhou Xuan didn’t flinch even slightly; confronted by the flying sword, he only slightly raised his eyebrow, as if giving the sword a sharp look.

The unparalleled Flying Sword that had beheaded Yun Ziliang and Li Changxun, surprisingly halted in front of Zhou Xuan.

"Since this sword has Spiritual nature, it should also dream like humans."

Upon saying this, Zhou Xuan’s body suddenly resonated with the sound of a "gavel."

"Dong!"

Following the powerful and heavy sound of the gavel, Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "I’ll send you a dream of flowing sand."

With that,

the flying sword suddenly trembled, like someone entering a dream, inexplicably shivering.

Then, the sword’s the once unyielding body of steel suddenly went limp, turning into flowing sand, streams of granules flowing toward the ground, but before they could touch the ground, a fierce wind swept them away, leaving no trace.

This left the Medicine Buddha dumbfounded—merely raising an eyebrow to destroy a flying sword, a flying sword from the Tunnel Armor Sect, nurtured with the entire sect’s Spiritual Energy for countless years,

to what level of Taoist skill had this reached?

"God-level, Heavenly God level?"

The Pharmacist speculated on Zhou Xuan’s current combat power.

The one most bewitched by Zhou Xuan’s actions wasn’t the directly facing Pharmacist and Hulu Taoist, but the Fake Incense Fire Taoist.

Though this imposter’s identity was fake, his Taoist skill was real. As one at the Heavenly God level, he naturally could clearly see Zhou Xuan at the moment exuding the demeanor of "Supreme Will", yet the capabilities he used were his own techniques.

This technique used just now was the storyteller’s "Dream Generation".

Dream Generation is the storyteller’s most basic skill, but with Zhou Xuan’s deployment, it achieved an astonishing effect.

"A simple act of dreaming, when executed by him, caused the resonation of ’Mouth containing the Heavenly Constitution, Words follow the Law,’ the augmentation of his aura to his techniques is infinitely large."

There was once a Mr. Feng from Mingjiang Prefecture similar to him, who elevated the effect of a plain technique infinitely.

This Mr. Feng, with all his cultivation, perfected only one stick of incense, transforming the kidnapper’s ’Wind from Flat Land’ into ’Human World No Distance’,

but Mr. Feng’s success lay in his focus on the one stick of incense, his downfall also came from that single incense; once Human World No Distance was broken, he couldn’t handle the then extremely weak Incense Fire Zhou Xuan.

But Zhou Xuan was different; he had many techniques, if every stick of incense could be pushed to its utmost effect...

"Then he could easily crush the Hall Disciples above nine sticks of incense within the stage."

The Fake Incense Fire Taoist had such a high evaluation of Zhou Xuan’s capabilities, while also preparing, if truly forced into confrontation with Zhou Xuan, what kind of technique should he employ to seek a chance at survival.

Zhou Xuan’s figure was already more than halfway out of the gully,

seeing Zhou Xuan’s form, Hulu Taoist was alarmed, his heart pounding,

the already materialized danger compelled this First Supreme of Dun Jia to make a desperate gamble.

"Human world has righteousness, scattered and diverse yet takes form."

Hulu Taishang fiercely launched the gourd’s stopper, a surge of black and white righteous energy like seas like rivers surged toward Zhou Xuan.