373 Killing Spree (1/2)

”This...”

As the mountain breeze blew across the valley, Zhou Tian gazed at the few corpses before him, speechless.

How did the highly-skilled people of the Imperial Court, a 9th Tier spiritual knight and 3 9th Meridian Wu Zongs, die in front of his eyes so easily?

”Fang... Brother Fang!”

Looking at Fang Yuan, he started to stumble on his words. ”Have you really formed the Divine Body and attained True Divine?”

Looking at Fang Yuan's power, there had to be only one explanation.

”True Divine? I'm not that powerful yet!”

Fang Yuan turned around and smiled sheepishly. However, the fact that he had killed the 4 of them so easily just now still made Zhou Tian unable to speak a single word.

'Through the encounter just now, I now know his martial arts ability as well!'

Fang Yuan clenched his fists. 'Even in the outside world, without the effects of the Ultimate Segregation, I am still able to win anyone that's not a True Divine!'

Furthermore, after refining his blood with that of the witch's, his physical body was also comparable to that of a True Divine and he would stand a chance against any True Divine as well!

'Unknowingly, my martial arts has improved tremendously and it is slowly becoming as powerful as my dream master's ability... Or it might even be more powerful already.'

'This kid...'

Zhou Tian looked down. He could feel that the commotion from afar was beginning to settle down as well, and thoughts ran wild in his mind.

'The alliance might have intentionally placed us here as bait for us to be ambushed, but this Fang Yuan... he has the ability all along and yet chooses to conceal it. He is indeed dangerous and unpredictable!'

”Sir, what should we do next?”

Zhou Tian humbly enquired. He already regarded Fang Yuan as a True Divine.

At least, in the harsh environments of the 9 Extremes Mountain, Fang Yuan was comparable to having half the power of a True Divine!

”It's the same plan. We shall observe... Now that we have killed these few leaders, we can continue to patrol and wait to see if anyone else will approach us. It will be a big accomplishment for us to kill them.

Fang Yuan chose the option which favoured him.

”This is... good!”

Zhou Tian promptly agreed.

Fang Yuan's future was limitless. With that understanding, he knew he had to establish good relations with him.

...

At the base near the messy stone array.

Smoke billowed in the air as the entire altar shattered into many pieces, revealing a pitch-black underground hole.

In the surroundings, a few dream masters and Wu Zongs laid on the floor and their blood stained the ground.

”Kill!”

Groups of martial artists in black robes appeared. They were all in the Meridian Opening Realm as they forced their way into the base.

”Strike!”

A dream master waved his hands and a layer of fog appeared. In the fog, a few icicles appeared as well.

A few martial artists succumbed to the attack and a few holes were pierced through their bodies, spewing blood all around.

”Hmph... the few of you are just servants. How dare you fight against your master?”

This dream master laughed. Suddenly, a big hole appeared beneath him. A Wu Zong draped in yellow robes appeared. Wielding a sword and swinging it around, it resembled the tongue of a snake. With that, he went straight for the dream master's throat.

”You...”

A layer of icy armour appeared over the dream master's body. However, it was too thin and the sword managed to pierce through it, making its way to the throat and piercing through it as well.

'What a pity... If this was outside, how would this even happen?'

The dream master's mind was filled with thoughts of unwillingness before he fell squarely to the ground.

If this was outside, he could quickly restore his elemental force and the icy armour would be able to at least withstand the piercing of a thin sword.

”Great! You're indeed the powerful Sword Burrower, Wang Tong!”

The few Wu Zongs around started to cheer.

”If not for the Anti-dust Robe given to me by the Imperial Court, I will not be able to succeed so easily!”

Wang Tong gave a humble smile before gripping tightly on the thin sword in his hands, which resembled a spiritual snake. ”Dream masters are overbearing! They have created chaos everywhere they go and treat martial artists like us as servants. We need to let them get their just desserts!”

”You're right!”

The few Wu Zongs cheered in unison as they started to cry tears of hatred.

However, it was inaccurate to say that dream masters were evil and overbearing. It was simply the fact that with dream masters around, other professions would never get to shine.

Furthermore, being more powerful, dream masters would be able to get their hands on more resources.

Therefore, considering the rarity of spiritual lands and prosperous lands, how would the other martial artists and spiritual knights survive if all of these rare resources belonged to dream masters?

Therefore, they started to develop a hatred for dream masters and all of them came out once they caught wind that the Imperial Court was about to wage war on dream masters.

”Die!”

A few martial artists roared as the spiritual meridians on their bodies started to glow. In a flurry, their enemies were sliced and diced into many pieces, revealing the dream master which was being protected in the centre. ”Please spare me...”

”Chi! Chi!”

The swords did not stop. With a few slices, the dream master was sliced into 5 pieces.

”Are these people from the Imperial Court?”

The group of Wu Zongs made their way into the crypt and created a commotion as they entered. With that, Peng Xuan came out. With the wave of his right hand, a handful of golden-coloured sand flew into the air and transformed into streaks of lightning. It was a powerful move indeed.

This was his famed magical equipment, the 'Golden Steel Thunder Sand'. It was made from 12,900 grains of black sand and refined by elemental force. Afterwards, it would go on to seal each and every lightning in it to become gold in colour. If thrown at the enemy, the streaks of lightning would be released at the same time. Although it would not be as powerful as a heavenly tribulation, it was powerful in its own way and hard for anyone to even defend against it.

”How timely it is for Lord Xing to leave and for Fang Yuan and Zhou Tian to have yet to return!”

Although he was obsessed with the technique of refining corpses, he was not stupid and could detect that something was amiss.