diskusbooks Chapter 503 Zhang Zu'an, Fallen!
Chapter 503 Zhang Zu'an, Fallen!
Zhang Zujun smiled bitterly as he looked at the low-grade third-tier defensive magic weapon in Jieyang's hand.
After burning his Foundation Establishment True Essence and swallowing the Blood Burning Pill.
He was doomed. He had originally planned to use this mid-grade third-tier spirit talisman to kill Jieyang and the other two.
Then they return to their family, returning to their roots.
But now it seems there's no chance of going back.
"Hahaha.
I have lived for 207 years.
this!
It is an honor to be able to protect the younger generation of the clan and ensure their safe return to the family!
As he spoke, Zhang Zujun channeled his spiritual power into the talisman.
In an instant, flames shot out from around the talisman, and Zhang Zuan's spiritual power was directly consumed by 40%.
His eyes were sharp as he threw the talisman directly at Jieyang and the other two.
"madman!"
The three were filled with shock and anger, and as they watched the flaming spears hurtling towards them, they dared not harbor any illusions.
A third-tier low-grade defensive magical artifact instantly erected an energy shield.
He affixed a second-tier top-grade defensive talisman to his body.
The defensive light enveloped the three of them.
boom!
The explosion resounded through the sky, and terrifying flames shot into the heavens, instantly engulfing the area in flames!
Zhang Zuan did not hesitate at all.
His figure vanished from the spot in an instant.
The next moment, he appeared in front of Zhang Xuantong and the others.
The longsword in his hand transformed into hundreds of blades, and in the blink of an eye, more than thirty Ninglu Sect cultivators became headless corpses.
After doing all this, Zhang Zuan removed the restrictions from the storage ring in his hand.
Give it to Zhang Xuantong.
He whispered, "Young Xuantong, the Radiant Sun Sword Leaf Grass is in this storage ring."
You are the strongest, so you must bring this storage ring back to the family.
This concerns the grand plan for the rise of our race!
A genius in swordsmanship is a rare find even in Nascent Soul or Divine Transformation realms.
There is absolutely no problem with what Zhang Zuan said.
Then Zhang Zu'an's gaze fell on Zhang Xuanhu, Zhang Hongyuan and other clansmen.
It can be said without question:
"The future of our family rests on your shoulders!"
Upon hearing Zhang Zuan's words, everyone immediately realized what was going on!
His eyes instantly turned red.
Zhang Xuantong grabbed Zhang Zujun's arm.
His voice trembled slightly: "Fourth Elder!"
Let's go together while they're still resisting the talisman!
You cannot die.
Our clan possesses rare and precious treasures that can surely save you!
Let's go together!
However, Zhang Zuan shook his head.
He pushed Zhang Xuantong away.
He said sternly, "Xuantong, you're attached to appearances."
In this struggle for opportunity, it's either you or me who dies.
This is the destiny of us cultivators!
Besides, there will always be someone to stop the three of them!
Get them out of here right now!
If I cannot safely bring the storage ring back to the family, I will die with regrets!
Get out of here!
As he spoke, a burst of spiritual energy erupted from his body, blasting fourteen people, including Zhang Xuantong, away.
He then gripped his longsword tightly, turned, and walked into the raging flames.
His hair was slowly turning white, but his imposing aura showed no signs of weakening.
A wild laugh echoed through the flames:
"Hahaha!
This is the ending I wanted!
To die a miserable death in one's own clan is far worse than to die a swift and glorious battle!
The moment the sound rang out, a fierce battle erupted amidst the flames.
The sound of metal clashing was incessant.
Seeing this, Zhang Xuantong wiped away his tears.
His eyes were incredibly determined.
A hoarse voice rang out:
"Walk!
Hui people!
The storage ring must be brought back to the clan.
Even if it costs me my life!
Of all these people, he is the strongest, and it is his duty to shoulder this heavy responsibility!
The others exchanged glances and replied in unison:
"yes!"
Immediately, the group of fourteen concealed their auras and headed straight for Xuanxiao Mountain!
Amidst the flames, they sensed the departure of Zhang Xuantong and the others.
A slight smile appeared on his face.
I sensed the last vestiges of life within my body slipping away like quicksand.
A resolute look flashed in his eyes.
Jieyang looked at Zhang Zuan, who was covered in blood, with complete bewilderment:
Zhang Zuan!
People leave, and the tea grows cold!
After you die, no one will remember you!
Is it really worth it?!
Upon hearing this, Zhang Zujun replied with a smile:
"value!
Absolutely worth it!
There are some things you don't understand and never will!
Let's... hit the road together!
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Zuan unleashed his last bit of power, unleashing a myriad of sword shadows that trapped Jie Yang and the other two with himself.
Immediately afterwards, his body began to swell continuously!
Cracked skin!
"Self-destruct! This madman wants to self-destruct!"
No! I don't want to die!
Zhang Zuan! I was wrong!
I'm leaving!
I swear I will never cause trouble for the Zhang family again!
Hongxiu and Ze Ning, standing to the side, also looked terrified!
They regretted it.
They were clearly just there to make up the numbers; they had no intention of actually contributing.
That's why I took action.
It was because Zhang Zujun's group was small and had just broken through the encirclement.
They certainly don't have much combat power.
I thought it was a windfall, but who knew I'd run into a deadly devil!
This guy from Zuan is absolutely insane!
It'll explode at the slightest touch!
Zhang Zuan seemed not to hear, and continued to gather energy into his dantian.
His gaze finally fell upon Mount Xuanxiao, and he murmured:
"May I be reborn as a member of the Zhang family in my next life!"
Zhang family... Yongchang!
boom!
A deafening explosion rang out. Terrifying shockwaves spread outwards in layers.
The area within a ten-mile radius was razed to the ground.
A crater tens of meters deep appeared in the ground!
As expected, Jieyang and his two companions were also blasted into dust by the terrifying explosion.
A gentle breeze is blowing.
Carrying the spiritual energy dissipated by Zhang Zuan, it transformed into countless tiny fragments of spiritual light, drifting towards Xuanxiao Mountain where the Zhang family was located.
I sensed the aura of an explosion in the distance.
Zhang Zujun felt an overwhelming sense of grief and indignation!
"Zu'an!"
Damn it!
"My Zhang family will one day raze Ninglu Sect to the ground!"
"Hmph! How arrogant!"
Destroy my Ninglu Sect! The Zhang family doesn't have that kind of power!
Today, you too will perish here!
"Die!" Before the words had even finished, a colossal wave surged up behind Master Shui Ning and crashed down on Zhang Zujun!
Zhang Zujun transformed into a fire dragon, unleashing terrifying flames.
The giant waves were dispersed.
Zhang Zujun was not blinded by anger.
Everything must be done with the overall situation in mind.
What he needs to do now is to hold off these three Golden Core cultivators in front of him.
Once the tribespeople return the Radiant Sword Leaf Grass to the tribe, they can leave.
As for revenge...
Once all the Golden Core cultivators in the clan have returned, they will surely wipe out the Ninglu Sect in blood!
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