679 Purple Qilin Flame Spear (1/2)

The knife light charged in and the sharp energy instantly exploded, smashing Jia Mingluo's skull and soul into pieces.

Leng Daiyu was startled and knew that Jia Mingluo was originally heavily injured, now he was definitely dead. Her hand shook and she tossed off the remaining bones from the flying claw.

She was shocked, not knowing what she should do. To continue fighting with Zong Shou? But, Jia Mingluo was already dead, even if they continued this person wouldn't come back to life.

However, giving up now didn't seem right either.

Zong Shou had already kept his sword and was tens of thousands of feet out. Looking deeply at her, he nodded his head as a form of saying goodbye, ”Bye!”

Although he wanted to stay, he didn't hesitate to tear open space and headed back toward Seven Cloud Mountain.

A few minutes later, he returned back to the Cloud World and stepped on the peak of the Seven Cloud Mountain.

He saw that the situation there was already settled.

A large number of the 1.8 million Night Demons were dead.

Naturally, there were some Grade-6 and Grade-7 Night Demon Experts who tossed aside the Gantian Iron Cavalry and went into the nearby mountains, fleeing toward the east.

Zong Shou didn't mind much, the battle was over. To have some of these evil people escaping was something that he expected.

It would be best if he could chase them out of Huizhou Island, but if he couldn't, then so be it.

The Cloud World was huge, but there wasn't any place for them to gain a footing. A small number of them wouldn't be able to cause many problems.

The Spiritual Wave was about to arrive and within a few years Huizhou would have thousands of Grade-7 Experts appearing.

He didn't even need to wipe them out since those Night Demons would naturally die by themselves.

At this moment, he had another more important matter to settle...

Daoling Vast Habitat!

Zong Shou's fists clenched tight, his knuckles cracked and the energy around him started surging.

Since the Daoling Vast Habitat Head had prepared such a huge gift for him, then how could he not return it.

Coincidentally, at this moment, Zong Yuan had led 5,000 Blood Cloud Cavalry over.

They had trampled over 100,000 Night Demons, absorbing abundant vital energy. The blood clouds swept and their aura was at its highest.

Kong Yao seemed to understand his thoughts, saying seriously, ”The situation here is over. Ruler, you can do whatever you want without worry. The Daoling Vast Habitat was who offended us, if we don't fight back, people will look down on us...”

Zong Shou looked toward Kong Yao with a weird expression and moments later he understood.

He was ambushed in his fight against Daoling Sect so with her intelligence it wasn't tough to guess who was the cause.

Thinking about it, he could also guess who the Elite Cavalry hiding near Seven Cloud Mountain belonged to...

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2,300 miles away from Seven Cloud Mountain, within a canyon, Wuji was riding on a Purple Gold Fire Qilin, anxiously waiting.

With his realm, he shouldn't have felt anxious.

However, for some reason, since the morning he felt uneasy.

At this moment, there were 7,000 cavalry behind him, waiting quietly within the canyon.

They were all dressed in Extreme Purple Mingguang Armor, a Yin and Yang picture by their stomach. They held long spears and had Xuan Flame Golden Qilin Beasts under them.

These were the Grade-6 Dao Soldiers of Daoling Vast Habitat, the Purple Qilin Flame Spear Cavalry!

There were thousands of auras but they seemed like they were combined into one. However, the Qilin beasts who seemed to have sensed the uneasiness of Wuji, were all behaving abnormally. Their hooves rose up and down as they exhaled loudly.

As time went on Wuji frowned more and more.

Minghui and those seven True Martial Swordsmen were in charge of killing Zong Shou.

He led the 7,000 cavalry here to ambush the Blood Cloud Cavalry.

At this moment, the sun was high up in the air, no matter if they succeeded or failed, news should have spread back from Seven Cloud Mountain.

However, until now there was no message talisman at all.

What should have been a definite matter made him feel really anxious.

Not far away there were also a bunch of Dao Soldiers of the same Grade who were hiding.

They tried to probe several times but were unable to find their foundations. Although they already left two hours ago, it added uncertainty to this battle.

A moment later, a golden light fell from the sky. Wuji's brow furrowed, joy appearing in his eyes.

However, the moment the talisman entered his hands, his face alternated between green and white. He felt his heart sink deep in his chest.

...Mirage countered the enemy, the Night Demon Army suffered heavy losses. Minghui fell, Jia Mingluo escaped. Xuantong and Lingming Sect leaders, along with the seven True Martial Swordsmen were all dead.

After a long while, Wuji spat out fresh blood. He was filled with rage.

”Minghui! You deserve to die, you harmed our Taoist Sect...”

If wasn't for this person being filled with hate, interrupting him, how would the Palace Head do that?

He scolded but he didn't feel any better at all.