740 Yanzhen Technique (2/2)

However if he did, if he was slower by just a little, he would be in danger of dying.

Other people might not be able sense anything but he knew that Aokun was drifting outside of the world.

A killing intent locked into him. If he did anything he would be able to notice it.

He was really the Ancient Evil Dragon! Just a few years after coming out, even a Saint Realm like Zhongguang who cultivated for two thousand years couldn't handle him.

As for the other, he was suppressed so he couldn't move.

He wasn't afraid of dying, at most he would start over from scratch in ten thousand years.

He didn't mind giving up on his cultivation.

However was it worth it to take the risk of dying together to kill this kid?

He was hesitating, the aura in his body turning really unstable and restless.

Moments later his gaze became more and more firm.

...If he didn't destroy this kid today then he would be a huge problem for the Taoist Faction in the future!

What was a little risk compared to that?

Even if it was just for the dozens of disciples that died in front of him, he had to attack to seek justice for them!

The space behind him shook. Qingming's petite body appeared behind Yuanmeng. Her face filled with anxiousness.

”Senior Master! Please calm down the situation within the Vast Habitat. Everyone is pumped up now and many of the people can't be controlled!”

Her tone was really anxious. If they went out now they would just be asking to die! They wouldn't be able to achieve anything...

Yuanmeng's brow rose when he heard that, instead he just smiled.

”So my Daoling Vast Habitat disciples still have some fierceness to them. They aren't just people who are afraid to sacrifice themselves and people who only knew how to fight for power.”

Qingming was startled and looked towards Yuanmeng in confusion.

Those words were right but there was a time to be energized and bloodthirsty.

She really wanted to kill her way out to fight that Zong Shou!

Even if she died, she wanted that person to learn the strength of the Taoist Faction. However the future Taoist Faction needed seeds and needed a pillar.

Thinking about it that way, right as Qingming was about to persuade, Yuanmeng waved his sleeves.

”Let them, there is no need to persuade them. Zong Shou is going to die! In just a short while you can see the result! If I return safely, everything is good. If not then you will take charge of the Vast Habitat with your identity as third generation disciple.”

Qingming was totally confused. Following which the space beside her collapsed.

The scenes in front of her changed. When she opened her eyes, she was in the Vast Habitat once more.

She was first shocked and then filled with joy and surprise.

Was Senior Master Yuanmeng prepared to attack? Will he be able to return back safely?

That last sentence was obviously planned for if he didn't.

Yuanmeng hesitated once more on that peak.

Actually to ensure that everything was perfect, the best way was to ensure there was some movement within the Vast Habitat to distract Zong Shou.

Following which he broke out into laughter. How could he allow those sect disciples to die because of him?

He didn't need them to!

Suddenly a needle stuck into his brow. Several silver lights stabbed into the acupuncture point there.

When the spiritual sense increased, a scroll was tossed out from his sleeves. It actually turned into a thousand feet formation diagram which fell under his feet.

Following which his Harvey spiritual sense spread through the air like a needle.

Pretty much at the same time a hundred miles away, Zong Shou felt a pain in his brow.

After slightly feeling dizzy, he fell into a white space.

It was snowy white, totally flawless.

”This is an illusion, a dream realm?”

Right away Zong Shou knew that it was done by Yuanmeng.

At this moment with him in the dream realm, he didn't know what was going to happen next.

He took in a deep breath to totally calm himself down.

He knew that if he could tide past this strike then Yuanmeng would most probably fall. If he couldn't then he would be the one who died.

In the next moment Yuanmeng walked over from the distance.

Along with his footsteps, large amounts of white turned black.

Following which the black color gathered to form a huge giant beast.

”Yanzhen Technique?”

Zong Shou's heart sank a little. This person wasn't using an evil technique but he was gathering the evil spirits from all over into the dream.

Even if he was able to hold on to the last moment, these evil spirits and demons might cause him to lose his mind and even destroy his soul.

In the next moment he felt there was something on his shoulder.

Without needing to look he knew that it was Xiaori that little puppy.

At this moment Yuanmeng was also surprised. Only to see that there were threads of wide energy wrapping around Zong Shou.

Who knows what it was but it made him feel terrified.