Chapter 206 (1/2)

Who was speaking?

An Zeng was confused for a moment, then he was forced back to reality by the desperate situation in front of him.

Under the besieging attacks of more than ten warriors of the Xumi Realm, it was already a miracle that he was able to hold out until now without using the Grief Sword that was left for her by Xu Meidao.

If it was anyone else, they would have died countless times already.

These a.s.sa.s.sins were all good at killing people. They were different from those Xumi realm experts of the cultivation sects. These a.s.sa.s.sins didn't act to win the battle, nor did they cultivate to pursue any great dao. Their goal was to kill people.

Therefore, if a cultivator of the same level were to fight an a.s.sa.s.sin of this level, he or she would most likely be killed.

This was because ordinary cultivators wouldn't kill so many people to train their killing methods, but these a.s.sa.s.sins were different. They usually cultivated to kill people.

They knew the human body better than most cultivators, and were even more ruthless than most cultivators.

These people were Empress Dowager Su's deathsworn.

Every person in power, even if they were very strict with their family, would always give the most generous rewards to the Death Soldiers they raised.

This was because only in this way could a Death Soldier play its greatest role at a critical moment.

No matter how Empress Dowager Su acted, she knew better than most how to train and use these deathsworn.

Just like those Death Soldiers who rushed to the south gate's tower, their fate had already been decided. Even though Mu Changyan was just a puppet, there were still countless experts by his side.

In order to attract Mu Changyan's attention, the deathsworn rushed over. Of course, it wasn't just because of Empress Dowager Su's generous rewards, but also because some of their lifeline was in Empress Dowager Su's hands, such as their family.

The dozen or so a.s.sa.s.sins who had attacked An Zaiyue had already won. To be honest, they did not believe that An Zaiyue could hold on for so long before they took action.

The a.s.sa.s.sin in the lead said angrily, ””Hurry up and finish it. In a while, the Heavenly Temple's guards will pounce on us. If the things above cannot be done, you and I will both die.””

At the command, the killers began to press on.

At this moment, everyone faintly heard the sound of a huge, heavy bronze door being pushed open with all its might.

A few people even subconsciously looked around to find the source of the sound. They never would have thought that the sound came from An Zaihai's Qi Sea in his Dantian.

The door opened.

Even though he had only managed to open it a little bit, for An Zaihai, who had acc.u.mulated so many years within the 'Heaven Defying Seal', how terrifying of a power was that?

The power that the mummified corpse borrowed returned to An Zhan's body.

At this moment, the Blood Pearl bracelet on An Zeng's right wrist shone with brilliance!

At this moment, that somewhat familiar voice sounded once again.

It's been almost five years since you started cultivating, but you don't even have a powerful cultivation technique of your own.

Do you still not understand this logic?

You should be well aware that no matter how magical the techniques in your memories are, they are not exclusive to you.

Those cultivation techniques are mixed, and they affect your concentration … Young man, all of your cultivation isn't just inherited from your predecessors, but also created.

Those who knew how to create were the true powerhouses.

His voice came to a halt, never to be heard again.

However, these words were like a clap of thunder in An Zhe's mind.

That's right … Not only was it the current struggle, when he had ascended to the position of the head of the Great Xi, all of his power had also been inherited from his seniors.

An Zaiyue suddenly understood why he had been unable to break through after reaching the pinnacle of the lesser celestial stage in his previous life. It was precisely because he lacked the confidence to create his own.

Deep down, there is always a voice telling yourself that you cannot surpa.s.s the past.

But in fact, which of those peerless powerhouses who had truly left their name behind in history wasn't creating their own?

””What is my Dao?””

An Zaiyue's eyes lit up. ””I can't think of it for the time being. Then, I'll find my own path in this battle.””

He ferociously threw out a punch that looked nothing out of the ordinary. Even a three year old child could throw a punch forward.

However, the power of this punch was terrifying.

An Zaiyue felt that what came out from his fist was not the power of his cultivation, but an angry dragon that had been imprisoned for too long!

The violent power directly tore a spatial realm a.s.sa.s.sin closest to him into pieces. This a.s.sa.s.sin's cultivation level was clearly higher than An Zhe's before, but when he realized that An Zhe's punch could not be blocked, it was already too late.

This power had already surpa.s.sed the Sumeru Confinement and reached a completely new height … the state of 'Imprisoning'! … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … …

The so-called desire to be imprisoned was to control one's own body and focus solely on cultivation.

Those true powerhouses were unable to find their own ways before the state of prison.

Once he reached the state of desire, his mind would be completely at peace. After he had imprisoned all his disciples, he would then truly discover the direction he should be looking for.

At this moment, An Zui felt that he understood what he was pursuing.

That was righteous qi.

He couldn't help but think of what Nie Qing had said to him earlier … If everyone was an iron army, then they would be invincible.

If everyone is made of iron, then the world will be righteous.

This punch had unleashed the righteous qi in An Zhe's heart.

Even though the a.s.sa.s.sin's strength was very strong, his heart was still unstable. It was not bright, and it was not bright.

All the darkness in his heart was weakened by this righteous energy.

The a.s.sa.s.sin's figure gradually disappeared before he was completely torn into pieces by the power of the struggle.

This a.s.sa.s.sin was not the only one. The a.s.sa.s.sins in front of An Zaihai were like shadows under the blazing sun, s.h.i.+ning under the blazing sun. They smiled quickly.