Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Chapter 398 Betraying One's Master and Ancestor (52)

Everyone watched this scene with pale faces. The boy in the center of the black mist was covered in blood, and blood kept seeping from his seven orifices. His eyes, in particular, were as red as a vengeful ghost.

Black energy permeated his body, and he held a demonic sword in his hand. After absorbing enough vital energy, the Wujue Sword slowly cracked, revealing its completely black form, wrapped with strange red demonic patterns.

At this moment, Wu Jue is truly the Demon Sword!

Complete, without end!

The red and black colors churned rapidly, and the myriad swords trembled for a moment, as if they were about to obey the leader's call, but were forcibly suppressed by the golden dragon's oppressive aura.

Shen Zhezhu's eyes were cold, and he scoffed, "You won't let me use ten thousand swords to defend? Then I alone am enough!!"

The boy immediately let out a roar, "Break!"

The demonic energy was instantly pulverized, then burst forth with powerful spiritual energy, causing Shen Zhezhu's body to crumble inch by inch, only to heal in an instant, constantly being destroyed and reborn...

He poured all his spiritual power into the Wujue Sword in a domineering manner, and the Wujue Sword formed a phantom image.

Ten feet!

A hundred feet!

It's still expanding!!

In this scene, the boy was like a falling leaf, drifting with the current, but his frenzied state stunned everyone present.

"The number one swordsman of this era truly lives up to its reputation..." Gu Chou was stunned by this astonishing aura and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

At that moment, everyone clearly realized...

He's going to slay the dragon!

Slaughter, the Dragon of Heaven!

Shen Zhezhu let out a shrill roar, as if denouncing his own unwillingness. At this moment, all his cultivation was completely unleashed and gathered on the tip of the sword, as if he wanted to use the sharp blade to cut through the injustice of this world!

He felt an immense force tearing at his soul, as if it wanted to crush him, this ant, completely. At this moment, his soul, his cultivation, everything he possessed was giving it his all!

Before him lay only the golden dragon; everything else was unimportant. Even with his consciousness in turmoil, an unyielding will remained:

He wants to live!

He wants to survive!!!

The boy gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot yet unusually bright, revealing a desperate desire to live!

"Break!" Shen Zhezhu let out a long roar, his spiritual energy surging and boiling in an instant. Fiery red spiritual power and dark black demonic energy surged and intertwined to form a ladder to the clouds.

The boy took a step back, his toes touching the spot where the spiritual energy was strongest. He took three steps at a time and ran towards the ladder to the clouds. His eyes, which were usually dull and dark red, now shone with intense brilliance. Only the golden light before him remained in his eyes.

He wanted to live!

He's going all in!

With the resolve to die, he poured all his spiritual power into the blade of the Boundless Sword!

Just one sword strike!

If you don’t succeed, you will succeed!

Shen Zhezhu, looking deranged, forced out another mouthful of his heart's blood to sacrifice to the Yang Wujue Sword.

When the black and red hues meet the intense golden light...

The surging spiritual energy, the trembling spiritual sword... all things in heaven and earth seemed to freeze at this moment.

Everyone clearly saw that the young man, in the form of a mayfly, shook the world-shaking dragon.

That massive red and black sword severed the dragon's head!

In an instant, the world changed color!

Time and space seemed to freeze in that instant.

In that stillness, they seemed to see the distant past and the unknowable future.

In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked open!

The dragon scales on the golden dragon disintegrated, bursting forth with golden light in an instant, covering the entire sky, and Shen Zhezhu's figure disappeared along with them.

When everyone looked up, all they could see was endless golden light.

No one knows how this tribulation will end... We can only wait quietly.

Gu Yao narrowed his eyes, then suddenly his gaze sharpened. "System, use the second chance!"

The cannon fodder system is questioning its existence.

This plot, like a runaway horse, is impossible to rein in.

It was reluctant to hear Gu Yao's words.

Gu Yao, however, seemed to have read its mind and slowly spoke, "Do you still want to complete the mission? If so, listen to me!"

The cannon fodder system remained silent for a moment, then asked, "Is the host sure they're going to use the second chance so soon?"

It's only been less than two days since the last time, and given Gu Yao's current physical condition, this is just courting death!

Gu Yao looked at the burst of golden light and a confident smile appeared on his lips. "Of course!"

The next moment, the golden light dissipated in the sky, and amidst the scorched earth and smoke, the disheveled figure's aura rose steadily!

Mid-stage fusion!

Late stage of fusion!

Wan Yun was the first to react. His expression turned solemn as he drew his spirit sword. "Disciples of the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, follow me to slay the demon!"

The other sects also gradually realized what was happening.

The person standing before them now was a demon!

The demons have been their mortal enemies since ancient times!

Now that he has become the number one person in the cultivation world, what good can they possibly do?

That's absolutely impossible!

Since that's the case, we absolutely must not let the tiger return to the mountain!

"Valley of Flowers!"

"The Myriad Shadows Sect!"

"Lingyuan Sect!"

"Disciples, follow me to slay the demon!"

Shen Zhezhu braced himself with his sword, turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. He raised his hand to wipe it away, listened to the shouts and killings of these Xuanmen people, and gave a contemptuous smile.

Since they want to die, then let them have their wish!

Gu Yao saw Shen Zhezhu move, his eyes narrowed, and he mobilized all his spiritual power, raising his hand to summon Zhu Yan.

"Zhu Yan, go!"

The next instant, he unleashed his Cloud-Stepping Divine Power to its fullest extent, heading towards the center of the scorched earth.

Shen Zhezhu looked up at the group of hypocrites rushing towards him, his fingers gripping the hilt of his sword. Before he could make a move, a silver-white spirit sword, carrying a bone-chilling cold aura, drew a line between the two groups.

The cultivators who rushed forward were all forced back by the chilling aura. Wan Yun raised his sword to defend himself, but landed upside down in mid-air.

Shen Zhezhu looked at the familiar spirit sword, his expression hardened, his whole body ached terribly, and a red light flashed in his eyes.

"Anyone who crosses this line today shall die!"

A clear, melodious voice echoed from the sky. Gu Yao, dressed in white, with bloodstains on the hem of his clothes resembling blooming flowers, drifted down gracefully.

Gu Yao grabbed Zhu Yan and stared at the group of people in front of him with hostility.

Shen Zhezhu's greedy gaze fell on Gu Yao, taking in his tall and imposing figure.

He forcefully suppressed the red light in his eyes.

Wan Yun's eyes turned fierce as he gritted his teeth. "Gu Yao, don't be so stubborn. This demon has now entered the Mahayana stage in one fell swoop. This is a huge blow to our Xuanmen. Don't you know what the consequences will be?"

"If we let this tiger return to the mountain, he will surely become a great threat in the future!" The Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley chimed in, his gaze falling on Gu Yao's back.

“That’s right, you shouldn’t…” The Lingyuan Sect Master wanted to persuade him further, but Gu Yao raised his hand to interrupt him first.

"Don't want what? Don't want to associate with demons?"

Gu Yao's expression was mocking. He glanced at these righteous-minded people, smiled, and continued, "But don't forget, I'm a traitor too!"

Wan Yun: "..."

Lingyuan Sect Master: "..."

All the monks: "..."

So you've colluded with the devil and are even proud of it, huh?

The young man's voice was deep and eerie, his gaze fixed on the group of people. He raised his wrist slightly and said, "Since you all have nothing to say, then you are convinced. Anyone who is not convinced, you shall first strike the sword in my hand!"

Gu Yao's eyes sharpened, and Zhu Yan also exuded a chilling aura in an instant, freezing the small clusters of spiritual fire that were still burning around them.

It didn't extinguish, but rather solidified in an instant!

Everyone felt a bone-chilling cold creep through their bodies. Even with spiritual energy protection and various defensive magical artifacts, no one could resist this cold.

It's freezing cold!

With Gu Yao's unique domineering presence!

This is the former number one genius in the cultivation world!

The sword was not drawn yet, but its aura was already overwhelming!

He can draw everyone into his sword intent.

Wan Yun tried to resist, but his feet were frozen, and his fingers had become stiff and he was completely unable to move them.

His heart skipped a beat when he met those light-colored eyes, but Gu Yao didn't take him seriously, only glancing at him lightly.

Wan Yun was extremely unwilling!

He has worked so hard for so many years just to surpass the person in front of him!

But reality kept telling him...

He is not qualified...

Gu Yao scoffed lightly, with a hint of contempt, then pulled Zhu Yan away and lifted Shen Zhezhu up, the boy leaning against his shoulder.

"I'm taking the person with me."

Before anyone could respond, Gu Yao stepped forward and flew away on his sword.

It's as if asking that question was just a formality.

Wan Yun's face contorted with rage, his teeth clenched in fury, his face twitching, yet he was utterly helpless.

They...can't beat Gu Yao.

Even if they all attacked together, they couldn't win.

This is a frustrating reality.