526 Sitting on the Ground and Becoming Devils (2/2)

The 16 Taoists dressed in black had all entered the Seethrough realm. Five of them were once cavalry commanders of the Divine Hall. Their flaring aura showed that they were already at the peak of the Seethrough state, especially Commander Zimo, who was about to break through to enter the Knowing Destiny State.

Apart from powerful countries like the Tang Empire and the South Jin Kingdom, were there any other countries in the world who could gather so many powerhouses? The Mountain Dragon-Tiger's disciples were no match for the powerful black-clothed Taoists. Furthermore, the black-clothed Taoists were extremely bloodthirsty and cruel in the battle earlier, making them even more terrifying.

Master Zhang was both afraid and perplexed. He did not know what had happened. The sinners of Haotian had not died but instead had grown extremely powerful.

None of the Taoists in black answered his questions. They stood silently in the temple and looked at him as if they were looking at a corpse. It seemed as if they were waiting for someone.

Long Qing appeared in the temple. He wore a black Taoist Robe with a golden belt sewn on the side. It was an image of the sun nestled in black clouds.

Master Zhang looked at Long Qing and said incredulously, ”You... Prince Long Qing... You're alive!”

Long Qing said placidly, ”If you had experienced the last two years of my life, you would know that seeking death is also difficult.”

Master Zhang suddenly realized everything. He looked at the black-clothed Taoists and bellowed, ”You did this! You madman! Are you not afraid that you will be abandoned by Haotian?!”

Long Qing said, ”Perhaps you, Master, are the one who was abandoned by Haotian.”

Master Zhang said in despair, ”If that is the case, do it now.”

Long Qing did not say anything, but just looked at the man silently.

Master Zhang suddenly realized that Long Qing's eyes had changed. The lines between his black pupils and the white of his eyes had blurred. A faint grey emerged.

He did not know what would happen next.

But he could guess that it must be terrible.

With a loud roar, he crushed the last talisman in his hand.

A wall of fire appeared, circling around him as if it was about to burn him to ashes.

Master Zhang glared at Long Qing and bellowed from behind the fire wall, ”You devil! No way!”

Long Qing's expression remained the same. After a moment, he appeared within the wall of fire.

A black peach blossom bloomed on his back.

A frigid aura grew in the Taoist temple.

The wall of fire was suddenly extinguished.

Long Qing's eyes had turned grey and dark.

Master Zhang felt as if his Psyche Power was being sucked out rapidly. Fear grew in his eyes as he looked at Long Qing's beautiful face. He cursed bitterly, ”You will die worse than me.”

There was a resounding slap as Master Zhang's withered body fell to the ground.

Long Qing shut his eyes for a second. When he opened them again, everything had returned to normal.

He walked out of the temple.

Zi Mo led the 16 black-clothed Taoists as they followed behind Long Qing. Their steps and aura were all secretly matching Long Qing's.

Gradually they became one, and then faded in the darkness.

The heavy temple doors slowly opened.

The mountain breeze in autumn blew gently and fluttered Long Qing's robes.

He felt that he had grown stronger.

It was a great feeling.

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