910 Weirans Tracks (2/2)

Zong Shou's eyes flashed and he was in deep thought.

Dao Soldiers?

He not only lacked Spirit Realm Cultivators now, he didn't even have a single Celestial Realm.

He really lacked highly skilled people. At this moment, it wasn't a problem but if this went on it wouldn't be suitable.

Especially with the Cloud World Spiritual Wave rising up, most strong cultivators would return.

Not only did these people have high cultivation, they weren't weak either. It was only because their Vital Energy was weak and they were restricted by the stone platform, so they couldn't withstand a single strike from his sword.

When they exited the Death Jail, all powers would fight over one another to recruit them. They would definitely be people who were treated respectfully.

Would they be willing to be his Dao Soldiers?

However, if he used any other method, to be unrestricted, not swearing an oath and not being controlled by him, he would feel a bit uneasy.

It didn't concern morals, he just really couldn't trust them. He spent so much energy to bring them out of the Nine Extreme Death Jail and they would stab him on the back.

Even if he was kind, there was a reason these people were trapped here and they were mostly not nice people either.

Why did he have to spend so much effort to save them?

As for what Lu Wubing said, to return to the Lu Family to take over the Saint Dynasty, he totally disregarded it and didn't bother.

At this moment, the faces of the cultivators on the stone platforms fluctuated.

They nervously looked at Zong Shou and knew that their lives were in his control. It was all up to this person who killed dozens of Celestial Cultivators in an instant.

The other people showed signs of being tempted right when they heard what Lu Wubing said. They hesitated.

Especially when they heard the words End Realm, a glow flashed on their faces.

They were all surprisingly calm when they heard the next few sentences from Lu Wubing.

They weren't furious, they weren't angry and no one resisted. They were all in deep thought.

Zong Shou considered all areas but found it hard to come to a decision. He looked at all of the people and then his lips curled in disdain as he kept his sword.

As Lu Wubing had said, these people were indeed useful for him.

After many years of torture in this Magma Fire Death Jail, their minds were extremely tough from all the training and they had no way to resist the temptation of breaking away from the chains and escaping from this jail.

As long as they were able to be free, they would be willing to pay any price.

The Nameless Sword returned to his sleeves. He also kept Hanxi and those dozen Soldier Ants.

For now, he didn't worry about the cultivators below as he grabbed the peak Celestial Realm Expert who escaped out from the tower.

”Are you willing to answer what I ask?”

Just one sentence and that person gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with hate and venom like a poisonous snake.

Although he was haggard, he was still really firm and calm.

Just one look and Zong Shou knew that normal methods wouldn't work.

He didn't bother and didn't want to waste time to interrogate him.

He pressed onto his head and directly used Soul Scouring Techniques to search this person's mind.

This person's soul was extremely terrified and he was struggling crazily. While he tried to stop his thoughts, he also went all out to destroy his own memories.

However, he wasn't as quick as Zong Shou who injected in bits of Buddhist Faction Wish Power which suppressed and helped repair the damage.

”So you are called Lu Shuo? What a good name! You didn't manage to report…”

Zong Shou calmed down.

He had expected this. The moment the tower was broken, Lu Shuo would try to report the matter to those few guards.

He not only destroyed the Spiritual Formation, but also this person's method to report to those experts.

At this moment, he didn't care about all them, but Zong Weiran…

He didn't immediately kill him but he chose to capture him because he wanted to obtain news about Zong Weiran from him.

”As expected, he came before.”

Zong Shou was shocked. That devilish and majestic god-like male in his memory had forcefully crossed this area.

No one was able to stop him for even a single instant, instead, most of the prisoners here were injured or killed.

Moments later, this person's soul started to collapse. Zong Shou tried his best to maintain it, but it was useless as it finally disintegrated.

Zong Shou's eyes became even more serious.

Since his father came to this Death Jail, then where was he? Did he escape or was he trapped beneath the Sixth Layer?

He looked below and felt his head hurt. He needed to think of a way to deal with these Celestial Cultivators.