Chapter 847: I Am Your Ancestor (6)
“That’s right, that’s right! As long as we open a spatial rift and let the Immortals of the Lingxi Sect descend, why should we fear this evil spirit?” “Where are the people from the Immortal Family? Why haven’t you made a move yet? Can running solve the problem? You can run away from the monk, but you can’t run away from the temple.”
“Yes, even the Elders of the Immortal Alliance have died, and no one is stopping them. If you don’t make a move now, the Cultivation World will be finished.”
The cultivators of the Jinshan Empire who still had some reason proposed.
However, those Immortal Sects still placed their hopes on the Immortal Alliance, so they kept fleeing one after another.
The people of the Great Sun Sect did not escape, because they were too close and did not dare to escape.
Escape? Where could you escape to? All cultivators above the Shentong Realm on Kaiyuan Star will die. Smart people will stand in their original spot and obediently await my judgment. This way, you might still become a zombie or an evil ghost. If you dare to escape, I will directly turn you into dust, scattering your ashes and annihilating your souls.
The Evil General roared his warning, but the Shentong Realm cultivators from other regions were so terrified that they didn’t dare to stop.
Courting death!
The Evil General was furious. His sharp zombie claws popped out like daggers, shimmering with a dark black light. The next moment, he silently disappeared from his spot. Then, those fleeing Shentong Realm cultivators were dismembered one by one, their bodies turning into minced meat and falling down. Not a single one could resist.
The reason was very simple. The Evil General’s speed was incredibly fast. Even cultivators in the Shentong Realm or Heavenly Punishment Realm could not capture his shadow with their spiritual sense. This was the gap between “Immortals and mortals.”
Seeing this scene, the cultivators became even more terrified. They fled one after another, crying and screaming, while some were so scared that they collapsed on the spot.
Aren’t you going to make a move? Don’t you like to be a saint?
Cheng Hong Ling asked Qi Huang, with a hint of teasing in her beautiful eyes.
I am a saint, not a saint mother. Those fleeing Shentong Realm cultivators are basically from Immortal Families. They had previously refused to help the Lingxi Sect and colluded with the Immortal Alliance. Why should I save them?
Qi Huang retorted.
Cheng Hong Ling smiled with satisfaction. Obviously, a husband who clearly distinguished between favors and grudges was more to her liking.
Everyone, don’t be afraid. That evil spirit only kills cultivators above the Shentong Realm.
Zhong Qin, as the owner of the Lingxi Sect, had no escape, so she turned around to comfort all the high-level figures and disciples.
But what about you, Sect Leader?
Elder Fang asked worriedly.
Me? I have already contacted our Ancestor. If I die, I die. As long as you find a way to get an Immortal Family to help open the spatial barrier in the future, then our Lingxi Sect will be saved.
Zhong Qin instructed breathlessly. She had lost too much blood, and even taking elixirs could not immediately restore her.
These short-sighted fools. If they had helped us open the spatial barrier earlier and let our Ancestor Zhong Zhen descend, we wouldn’t be in such a sorry state now.
Elder Fang couldn’t help but curse.
Who told the Immortal Alliance to interfere? Many members of the Immortal Families hold positions in the Immortal Alliance. The two can be said to be birds of a feather.
Zhong Qin smiled helplessly.
What kind of damned Immortal Alliance, aiding and abetting evil, going against the heavens? I personally suggest that our Lingxi Sect withdraw from this organization that uses a sheep’s head to sell dog’s meat.
Elder Fang said indignantly, and this immediately drew the agreement of some of the high-level figures.
The people of the Great Sun Sect looked at each other from not far away, completely at a loss.
If that evil spirit keeps its word, if I stand still, I can at least become a zombie or a lonely ghost.
Mo Long thought to himself, and then calmly appeased his subordinates and disciples: “Don’t be afraid, that evil spirit is indeed honorable and only kills cultivators above the Shentong Realm.
And you?
Some high-level figures inquired.
Me? I can only stay put, otherwise, I will suffer the same tragic fate as those fleeing Shentong Realm powerhouses.
Mo Long shook his head.
“But if what that zombie said is true, if you stay, you will become a zombie or a lonely ghost.”
That high-level figure reminded.
Mo Long did not speak, and an unnatural expression appeared on his face.
“What do you know? Becoming a zombie or a lonely ghost is better than being pulverized and having your soul scattered.”
Mo Long’s son argued sophistically.
“Heh heh, truly disgraceful!”
When Zhong Qin heard this, she couldn’t help but mock: “The dignified Sect Leader of the Great Sun Sect would rather become a zombie and an evil spirit just to survive. As the saying goes, when the upper beam is not straight, the lower beams are crooked. It seems to be true.”
When Mo Long heard this, he was instantly enraged: “It would have been better if you hadn’t spoken. Your words have reminded me. My goal today has not been achieved. The Lingxi Sect must be destroyed today.”
“Father is absolutely right. If they have really contacted that Zhong Zhen, then we must cut the grass and remove the roots, otherwise, there will be endless trouble.”
Mo Long’s son agreed.
The people of the Lingxi Sect heard this and clenched their weapons, focusing their vigilance.
“Kill them! Just leave Zhong Qin for my son as a concubine.”
Mo Long roared, drew his treasure sword, and led the charge towards the people of the Lingxi Sect.
“Is the Lingxi Sect really going to perish today?”
Zhong Qin’s pretty face showed a desperate expression. She knew that even in her peak condition, she was no match for Mo Long, let alone now. As for the others, they were simply lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Qi Huang couldn’t stay calm now. The Lingxi Sect was her chosen proxy force, and it absolutely could not be destroyed by some insignificant nobody.
“Let’s go, it’s time to make an appearance!”
Qi Huang put Cheng Hong Ling into her storage ring, and her figure flashed, disappearing from her spot.
Mo Long rushed to the crowd of the Lingxi Sect. Seeing Zhong Qin’s desperate eyes, he felt an indescribable satisfaction. The feeling of revenge was even more comfortable than advancing a major realm.
Mo Long leaped up, using his long sword as a saber, and aggressively slashed towards the crowd of the Lingxi Sect. A surging flame erupted from the sword body, directly distorting the surrounding air.
The people of the Lingxi Sect felt their breathing tighten, their minds went blank, and they couldn’t even muster the idea of resisting.
Zhong Qin gritted her teeth, wanting to resist, but her body felt as heavy as a mountain. She could only watch as the giant sword energy slashed down towards her side.
“If only I had conserved my strength and not performed the blood sacrifice back then.”
Zhong Qin never expected that although she had contacted her Ancestor, the Lingxi Sect could not escape the fate of destruction, so she regretted it to the extreme.
“Bang!”
Just then, a dull collision sound came, and the earth began to tremble.
The people of the Lingxi Sect looked closely and saw a slender figure standing in front of Mo Long, blocking his attack with just her spiritual sense.
This woman was wearing a knee-length green skirt with matching colored trousers underneath. Her waist-length hair was tied into a high ponytail drooping behind her. She was also holding a spear with a dragon pattern and red tassels, looking heroic and spirited. It was a pity that she was wearing a veil, so no one could see the woman’s appearance.
Zhong Qin’s small mouth opened in surprise. For some reason, she always felt that this woman’s attire was very familiar.
An expression of shock appeared on Mo Long’s face. He retreated rapidly and then said in a blustering and bluffing tone: “Who are you? Why are you meddling in other people’s business!”
The people of the Great Sun Sect saw their Sect Leader’s setback and could only hastily stop.
“Me? Zhong Zhen. Didn’t you want to see me long ago?”
Qi Huang lied without blushing or panting.
“Ancestor Zhong Zhen! We are saved! We are saved!”
When the people of the Lingxi Sect heard this, they all felt as if they had grasped a life-saving straw, and their bodies trembled with excitement.
No wonder her attire was so familiar. So it was Ancestor Zhong Zhen.
Zhong Qin suddenly realized, and tears welled up in her eyes.
“Zhong Zhen? That Immortal Ancestor of the Lingxi Sect?”
The people of the Great Sun Sect were startled and quickly retreated.
“You are Zhong Zhen?”
An expression of doubt appeared on Mo Long’s face, and he said, “This is impossible. First, the spatial rift hasn’t even opened, so where did you come from? Second, it’s common knowledge that Immortals cannot descend.”
“Sect Leader makes sense. This woman must be an impostor.”
“Yes, don’t think you can scare us by finding a fake!”
“She doesn’t even dare to show her face, this is a sign of a guilty conscience.”
Hearing this, the expressions of the people of the Great Sun Sect became relaxed. The opposite was true for the people of the Lingxi Sect, whose faces showed disappointment.
“First, the spatial rift has indeed not opened, but don’t forget, those evil spirits built a teleportation gate from the Immortal Realm to Kaiyuan Star. I can completely use it as a shortcut; second, Immortals indeed cannot descend, but I am just a clone.”
Qi Huang took off the hairpin at her glabella, revealing her clone’s imprint.
“So that’s how it is.”
Hearing this reasonable explanation, Zhong Qin breathed a sigh of relief, and the other people of the Lingxi Sect nodded secretly.
“So what if it’s true? How strong can a clone of yours be?”
Mo Long couldn’t refute, so he could only say in a bluffing and bluffing tone.
“Don’t worry, you’ll know soon enough.”
Qi Huang revealed a playful smile.
