315 Thats Impossible (1/2)
After leaving the Thunder Knife Sect, Zhou Donghuang brought the black puppy to the Lightning Sword Sect.
Once he had arrived at the Lightning Sword Sect, even though he was prepared for this, Zhou Donghuang was still shocked... Previously, the Lightning Sword Sect was bustling with activity, but now, this piece of land was flattened and was completely changed into a dump.
Furthermore, the Spirit energy here had become extremely thin, and one could vaguely guess that the spirit stone mines of the Lightning Sword Sect had all been mostly ransacked.
Clearly, when the Qi Dynasty's people had arrived to ransack and destroy the Lightning Sword Sect, they had also taken the chance to clear the mines of the Lightning Sword Sect, robbing them of Spirit energy.
Among the debris, there were dried-up bloodstains everywhere, and there were mountains of corpses to the point where one was unable to count the exact number of dead people.
”The Qi Dynasty...”
Even though Zhou Donghuang had lived a past life of thousands of years and had seen many deaths, when he saw the condition of the Lightning Sword Sect, he could not help but feel rage rise up within him.
This was because the Lightning Sword Sect being attacked was due to his appearance.
According to his memories of the developments in his past life, at this point, the Lightning Sword Sect had not yet met with such a disastrous event. However, now that this event had been carried forward, it had to be linked to him.
”What a disaster... Who is the Qi Dynasty? They were extremely cruel here, crueler than beasts even...”
On Zhou Donghuang's shoulder, the black puppy witnessed this scene and could not help but comment. As he spoke up, he shook his head like a human would.
Whoosh!
With a shake of his body, Zhou Donghuang flew up across the land that used to be the Lightning Sword Sect. Among the corpses that he saw, there were several familiar faces including elders of the Autumn Valley, Autumn valley disciples, and even the three other Valley Heads.
The Lightning Sword Sect Leader, Yu Yucheng, had also been a victim of the Qi Dynasty's attack. However, he was propped up on an arm, and his huge, lifeless eyes showed signs of a struggle, showing his refusal to surrender.
What allowed Zhou Donghuang to breathe a sigh of relief was that after observing the corpses meticulously, he could conclude that out of the casualties of the Lightning Sword Sect, those three most familiar faces were not part of them.
His third senior sister, He Mengxi, as well as the Autumn Valley Head He Jin and Da Zhuang were all not among the sea of corpses.
Clearly, all three of them were all possibly alive.
”Rest in peace... If this really was my fault, I will take revenge for you to make up for this wrongdoing.”
Boom!
Crash!
…
It was true that Zhou Donghuang had already trained his White Tiger Primordial Soul Power to the ultimate Primordial Soul stage. Furthermore, this White Tiger Primordial Soul Power was extremely powerful, much more than any normal ultimate Primordial Soul adept. However, to activate his Primordial Soul Power to sweep up sand to bury the entire Lightning Sword Sect was still a rather tiring thing to do.
”Hm?”
After he had fully buried the entire Lightning Sword Sect, Zhou Donghuang seemed to sense something, and his eyes darted around.
In the next moment, two figures appeared from afar and appeared almost instantly before his eyes. One stood to his left and one stood to his right, surrounding him in the middle. They glared at him beadily. ”Are you a survivor of the Lightning Sword Sect?”
”Actually, it does not matter if you are a survivor of the Lightning Sword Sect or not... Either way, you should die. We are from the Qi Dynasty, and we chose to destroy this sect, why should he be allowed to give them a proper burial?”
The two people surrounding Zhou Donghuang were a middle-aged man and an old man, and both were staring coldly at Zhou Donghuang. The old man, who had last spoken, even had a murderous look in his eyes.
”People of the Qi Dynasty?” Zhou Donghuang asked impassively.
Within the next instant, even before the middle-aged man or the old man could speak, Zhou Donghuang narrowed his eyes, and the White Tiger Primordial Soul Power appeared once again, towering above them all. The White Tiger Primordial Soul Power let out a frightening roar, and this sound reverberated in the skies!
”An ultimate Primordial Soul adept?”
Just as the middle-aged man and old man exchanged doubtful glances, the White Tiger Primordial Soul Power had already caught sight of them. It first headed for the old man, and its solid, thick essential core was used to reach out a claw to squash him!
”Do you think you are the only ultimate Primordial Soul adept here?”
The old man laughed coldly, and his human-based Primordial Soul Power appeared accordingly. With an outstretched fist, it attempted to fend off the White Tiger Primordial Soul Power's huge and mountain-like claw.
In the next second, the two Primordial Soul Powers clashed.
Crash!
With a loud ringing sound, the old man's Primordial Soul Power crumbled first. The old man himself was badly injured and cried out in pain. He spat out a huge mouthful of blood, and his face was as white as a sheet.
”How is this possible!?”
Just as the old man looked up with fear at the White Tiger Primordial Soul Power, the white tiger's next attack had already hit him.
Boom!
The old man's body instantly exploded, and blood rained down to the ground. This was an incredibly shocking yet exhilarating scene to watch!
Only his space ring was left behind. It floated down and was quickly picked up by the black puppy who had fast reflexes.