C72 (2/2)

Chu Qianye's appearance had just appeared when a strong purple light burst out of the mirror. The masked girl and the dragon robed youth both closed their eyes at the same time.

Chu Qianye walked to the front of the stage obediently and pressed his hand on the Earth Elemental Stone. The dense white light seemed to be burning, it was not at the peak of Building Foundation Period, it was still a little bit short of the white light. What was shocking was the concentration of the white light, which could only mean that Chu Qianye's True Essence was extremely dense.

Even though they were both at the Building Foundation Period, Lin Shi was a Daoist who had retreated back with his Jindan stage. The white light that he had activated had yet to reach such a density, so the stone sword that knew the most about them knitted its brows.

Wang Mengsheng said in a low voice: ”As expected of the talented person that the Old Ancestor thinks highly of. Tsk tsk, he has not even reached the Foundation Establishment Stage Level 8, but his True Essence is already so strong, a talented person.”

Li Menglong said with a bit of a toothache: ”It's very difficult for him to become a disciple of the old ancestor, the more outstanding it is, the more troublesome it is for him.”

Wang Mengsheng was speechless, this was truly a thorny problem, the Yin Fu School had already made a promise, if they win, they would give Chu Qianye to Tianyao Sect, hoping that the Yin Fu Sect would win, if not Chu Qianye really could not stay, it was too dangerous.

As he slowly stepped onto the stage, Zong Chuan also walked up. The two of them looked at each other, and Zong Chuan revealed a sinister smile.

Chu Qianye looked at his opponent calmly. He would not be angered by this vulgar provocation, he wanted to win, he wanted to kill, he wanted to take revenge for his father, and he wanted to win glory for the sect.

”Begin.”

Chu Qianye and Zong Chuan did not have any intention to announce themselves, Chu Qianye's Five Elements Sword and Phantom Sword struck out at the same time, Zong Chuan shook his hand and released a Spirit Flag, sending the dead person to his funeral.

The Spirit Flag was suspended in the air, a dense pitch black mist enveloped the entire stage, the mournful wails of ghosts sounded out, not to mention Chu Qianye who was on the stage, the two True Lords who were closest to the stage felt their hearts tremble, as though their nascent soul was about to fly out of their bodies.

Chu Qianye's spiritual will suddenly burst out, he saw that Zong Chuan was laughing maniacally in the black mist with his arms stretched out, with a thought from Chu Qianye, three scorpion wood spikes flew out from his body.

Hearing the faint sound of the wind, Zong Chuan's small eyes widened to the extreme. He did not see the Scorpion Wooden Needle, and the black mist similarly covered his eyes. He could only sense the opponent's existence through his telekinesis, which did not include the scorpion Wooden Needle that was as thin as a cow's hair.

Zong Chuan was the second to ascend the stage, relying on the Hundred Ghost Night Weeping Flag that he inherited. His true strength only consisted of his Building Foundation Period, which was an evil magic treasure that could barely activate with this bloodline. The Hundred Ghost Night Weeping Flag was strong, this was not Zong Chuan's power, but the might of a treasure.

Relying on the Hundred Ghost Night Weeping Flag, Zong Chuan was very arrogant, even the stone sword was filled with confidence towards Zong Chuan. This was a great killing tool used to exterminate the disciples of Haoran Sect, it was definitely unrivalled in Building Foundation Period.

Being able to move it, and being able to only move it, Zong Chuan was still unable to control it. After activating the Hundred Ghost Night Weeping Flag, Zong Chuan could only release a weak amount of psychokinesis to sense the direction of the enemy.

He did not see Chu Qianye's body covered with a dark red protective barrier to block the ghost mist, nor did he see the Scorpion Wooden Needle piercing through the dense ghost mist that could corrupt flying swords and magic treasures.

Zong Chuan was also shrouded in the ghost fog. As long as he wanted, he could move freely in the ghost fog, and his speed was much faster than normal.

It was even faster than a Phantom Sword. When Zong Chuan heard the sound, the three scorpion wood spikes had already entered his forehead, his heart and his Qi Sea.

The speed of the Scorpion Wood Needle was flying at a speed similar to the sound. If not for Chu Qianye's attack and based on the sound alone, no one could avoid it.

Chu Qianye pointed at the Hundred Ghost Night Weeping Flag. The Phantom Sword transformed into a gushing sword aura and slashed over, causing the Hundred Ghost Night Weeping Flag that had lost control to emit a sharp sound. It endured for a moment, before breaking into two halves, and the inky ghost mist dissipated.

From the moment Zong Chuan released the Hundred Ghost Night Weeping Flag to the moment the ghost fog dissipated, it was only for an instant. When the ghost fog dissipated, Zong Chuan had already turned into a corpse on the ground.

At least a few hundred people from the Yin Fu Sect stood up. How did Zong Chuan die? How could he die? Hundred Ghost Night Weeping Flag was able to captivate souls, no one could withstand it as it was a treasure that specialized in damaging souls. Chu Qianye had a treasure that strengthened his spirit energy, allowing him to withstand the attack of the Hundred Ghost Night Weeping Flag.

This was a treasure refined by a senior surnamed Jin from the Yin Fu Clan. It could only be inherited through bloodline and could not be used by outsiders, if not it would not land in Zong Chuan's hands. There were too many people from the Yin Fu Sect coveting this treasure.

Zong Chuan could only unleash 1% of the power of this ancestral treasure he inherited. If Zong Chuan could form his nascent soul, he could at least unleash 50% of his strength, and would definitely become a powerful expert who swept across Infant stage.

Zong Chuan could die, but the Hundred Wraith Night Weeping Flag could not be destroyed! Looking at the Spirit Flag that was dropped on the stage, the stone sword's eyes seemed to be spitting fire.