Chapter 690: Scaring Wei Zidao (1/2)

Chapter 690: Scaring Wei Zidao

Translator: Sparrow TranslationsEditor: Sparrow Translations

”Number one sect in the Immortal World?” A man stared sharply at Fei Ling while speaking in a stern tone.

In the early days, Gods Immortal Sect of the Gods Immortal Domain could barely be considered as the number one sect in the Immortal World. After the fall of the Gods Immortal Domain, the Immortal World no longer had a number one sect and nobody dared to claim that title.

He recognised Fei Ling but he didn’t expect Fei Ling’s guts to be this huge for him to dare address this young man as the sect head of the number one sect of the Immortal World on the turf of his Immortal Hunterer. He, Wei Zidao, would love to see what kind of man would self proclaimed himself as the sect head of the number one sect of the Immortal World. If anyone were to spout rubbish in front of him, Wei Zidao, they shouldn’t blame him for being ruthless.

Even though Wei Zidao knew that he would need to pay a hefty price to attack, he would still kill this arrogant fella.

That’s right, the skinny man seated in front of Fei Ling was indeed Wei Zidao, founder of the Immortal Hunter. Among the Immortal Emperors who were held captive in the Sword Prison, Wei Zidao was the only advanced Immortal Emperor. However, after they arrived at the Sword Prison, whether or not you’re an advanced Immortal Emperor or an intermediate Immortal Emperor, the strength that remained was no longer significant

Even if Wei Zidao was that strong, he wouldn’t attack casually in the Vine Mountain of Safety. By attacking in the Sword Prison, there would be several extremely pricey repercussions to suffer even if one was no longer within the Sword Prison anymore.

Even though Wei Zidao looked exactly like an ordinary immortal, the truth was that presently, he had insufficient amount of blood, scattered primordial spirit and even his elemental energy was at the stage when it could collapse anytime.

Just because of this reason, he would need to pay a hefty price if he chose to attack. Of course, other than Wei Zidao, Devil Hand’s Pang Hong would also need to pay a hefty price if he made his decision to attack.

Even if he needed to pay a hefty price, he wouldn’t be able to swallow the fact that someone dared to claim to be the sect head of the number one sect of the Immortal World in front of him.

A mighty spiritual will was released by him as it charged fearlessly towards Mo Wuji.

As he waited outside while holding on to Han Qingru, Mo Wuji could feel an extremely valiant spiritual will surging towards him. On any other day, Mo Wuji would not have much of a reaction as he would need to conceal his own secret.

However, Mo Wuji was well aware of his own predicament today and that he needed to show Wei Zidao his true strength in hope of a chance to work together with him.

Just as that spiritual will came in contact with Mo Wuji’s domain, Mo Wuji’s normal spiritual will as well as his spiritual will from the spirit storage channel stomped out without holding back.

Before Mo Wuji cultivated the Star Sea Sacred Technique, his spiritual will was already ridiculously strong and was even stronger than most Immortal Kings.

Besides this, he was also able to expand his spiritual whirlpool. His Domain Smashing Fist brought along the spiritual will whirlpool which was capable of turning the tide of a battle in his favour easily.

Presently, Mo Wuji’s spiritual will was not affected in the Sword Prison while he had no idea if Wei Zidao even had 0.1% of his actual spiritual will left in him. Even if he had that much, Wei Zidao wouldn’t be able to fully utilise it because the instance he tried to activate his spiritual will forcefully, his sea of consciousness would possibly collapse. Once his sea of consciousness collapsed, his primordial spirit would follow suit and he wouldn’t be too far away from death.

As the two spiritual will clashed against each other, Wei Zidao felt a massive hammer smashing into his sea of consciousness as it almost broke his entire sea of consciousness apart. Mo Wuji’s spiritual will from his spirit storage channel was much more effective on the offensive than the spiritual will from the sea of consciousness so how Wei Zidao supposed to go against Mo Wuji?

”Ai!” Wei Zidao spat out an arrow of blood as he could almost feel his immortal energy dispersing in the next moment.

Wei Zidao naturally didn’t dare to continue using his spiritual will to seek revenge from Mo Wuji as he withdrew it before draining the cup of water beside him in one gulp.

”It seems like Immortal Friend Zidao don’t really welcome me here?” After experiencing Wei Zidao’s impoliteness and teaching him a lesson, Mo Wuji carried Han Qingru into the Immortal Hunter’s simple and crude hall.

”Sect Head Mo…” Wei Zidao stood up with a pale face before clasping his fists towards Mo Wuji, ”It was a misunderstanding earlier on and I hope Sect Head Mo would not put that to heart. Sect Head Mo should know that we have been trapped within the Sword Prison and had been suffering every second which explains some of our inappropriate actions.”

In Wei Zidao’s eyes, Mo Wuji’s spiritual will was so impressive so he must be so much stronger than himself too. He wanted to teach Mo Wuji a lesson only because Mo Wuji loved to sprout nonsense such as his claim that he was the sect head of the number one sect of the Immortal World. Additionally, he knew that Mo Wuji was only very young so how could he stand the words of someone as ignorant as Mo Wuji?

Having experienced Mo Wuji’s mighty spiritual will attack, he didn’t dare to go against Mo Wuji regardless of whether Mo Wuji was truly the sect head of the number one sect in the Immortal World.

It was never easy to survive here in the Sword Prison and while he finally gained a foothold in the Vine Mountain of Safety, he really didn’t wish to casually throw this position away.

”I will take it that it was a misunderstanding then,” Mo Wuji would naturally not want to get into a conflict with Wei Zidao.

Mo Wuji’s spiritual will might be able to restrain Wei Zidao casually but if he were to get into a real fight with an Immortal Emperor like Wei Zidao, Mo Wuji might not be able to win. After all, a weakened camel would still be stronger than a horse.

”Sect Head Mo, please take a seat!” Wei Zidao saw that Mo Wuji was no longer harping over it so he heaved a huge sigh of relief before pointing out a seat for Mo Wuji.