730 Deeply Hidden Killing Personality (2/2)

”Why is that? This is a rare chance for our Tailing Sect...”

Muyu scoffed coldly, ”This might not be a chance! Let me ask all of you. Wu Xu died and Daoling Vast Habitat doesn't have a leader. Is there a chance they join hands with us?”

The room was silent. Daoling Vast Habitat wasn't a sect but a combination of many Taoist Faction sects.

Wu Xu's line was made up of the solo cultivators of the Taoist Sect. He was able to be the Palace Head for so many generations, not only because of the sects compromises but also because his line became prosperous and strong.

Now that one sees a chance to replace him, anyone who can fight for the throne will cause problems.

At this time it was good if they don't fight among themselves, much less fight an enemy.

Muyu was totally unsurprised, asking, ”Even if we force Zong Shou back, can we swallow up that Daoling Vast Habitat Head position?”

The few Taoists were silent.

Tailing Sect was the head of all Taoist a Faction Sects and was feared by all. Only those small sects will be willing. The few who could compete against them wouldn't sit still and do nothing.

Muyu laughed, ”It is good if we can have more subordinate sects but we need to look at whether the price is worth it or not. Although our Tailing Sect is strong but if we need to go up against this Blood Sword Monster Lord, we don't have much confidence...”

Whilst speaking another spiritual talisman fell from the sky.

Muyu took it. After sending in his spiritual sense he sucked in a deep cold breath.

He sighed and passed it to Qiuyun.

”8:45 am, Wangtian Sect is wipe out! Seven sects died along with them, a total of seventeen thousand disciples.

After which he appeared at Tianyuan Temple. This Monster Lord's thirst for blood is really shocking!”

The people in the hall all exchanged glances with one another, their eyes filled with shock.

Yugang Mountain was wiped out. Wangtian Sect was wiped out. This Tianyuan Sect was probably about to be wiped out too.

There were also five to six sects gathered there, close to twenty thousand of them.

In just a short few hours, sixty thousand disciples died to Zong Shou's sword...

The Taoist also saw that Image Bearing Stone, his face turning green and white. In the end he shook his head awkwardly.

”This is our Taoist Faction's blood calamity! That Wu Xu predicted everything but one mistake offended such a demon. Although we have lost all our face this time, it is smart not to interfere. Just like what Junior Brother Muyu said, let's not get ourselves burnt...”

Qiuyun was slightly dazed, that was what he was thinking about too. The matter was decided.

Although Tailing Sect was strong, they didn't have enough strength to surround and kill Zong Shou. Even if he didn't run or flee, they would have to sacrifice ten people. It wasn't worth it.

There was something he found a waste. The Time Returning Talisman from Xuanwen Sect could only look back to when Zong Shou's sword killed Wu Xu.

However they still didn't know how strong it was and what abilities and techniques were within...

Wu Xu's mistake was not knowing the skill of his enemy. With this precedence, they won't make the same mistake.

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Pretty much at the same time in the east of Central Continent. A thirty over years old Taoist held a message talisman. His face was ashen white as he walked out of the main hall of the temple in fear.

When the few people nearby saw that, they followed him curiously.

They flew several miles away. They could see a large river flowing. Within there was an island at the heart of the lake. Spiritual energy surged, the scenery on it was extremely beautiful.

However at that moment there was one more person in the air. He was wearing a gold robe and holding a blood sword. A huge black wing spread open. Dozens of silver light circled around him.

He slashed down with a lightning-like sword light. In just a moment the spiritual restrictions that rose up were broken by sharp sword energy.

One gold and one silver, two specks of light circled around the sword body. Everywhere it passed the restrictions would be cleared out.

The entire formation was on the verge of collapse. The island at the heart of the lake was actually slowly sinking from the giant pressure.

”This Water Floating Temple can't support it! Are my eyes playing tricks on me? There are tens of thousands of people and we can't hurt him.”

”Oh? Those few Spirit Realm experts actually fled before the formation broke. How can they do that?”

”Who is that person? Why is he so domineering?”

”Is it a Celestial Realm cultivator? Those few World Protecting Venerables aren't going to care?”

”He isn't Celestial Realm...”

The middle aged Taoist who charged out of the temple first shook his head solemnly.

”He is the Blood Sword Monster Lord!”

”Monster Lord?” Everyone was confused. The name Monster Lord was something only those few legends of the Monster Race had.

However they had never heard of the title Blood Sword.

In the next moment someone else spoke, ”Donglin Monster King Zong Shou! Just yesterday he had slain the Daoling Vast Habitat Head Wu Xu...”

Everyone was shocked. At this moment who in the world didn't know about Zong Shou?

Only he would dare to pull at the mustache of the Taoist Faction.

The last sentence caused the area to turn deathly silent.