Gao Wu: Traveling through the heavens in dreams, a professional rebel!

Chapter 194 Lin Yaozu, the public enemy of the world and a man of underworld filled with hatred, will fight to the death three years later.

On the other side, an atmosphere of despair enveloped everyone like a thick dark cloud.

The glimmer of hope that had just risen was ruthlessly extinguished by the cruel reality in an instant.

The cries of the crowd rose one after another, as if to shake the world to pieces.

“Ahhh…Junior sister…Junior sister…”

The shrill cries were filled with endless sorrow.

A disciple from a certain sect looked at the frail body of his junior sister, who was lying there quietly, motionless.

Like a withered flower, its former liveliness and agility have disappeared, replaced by complete silence.

"Master...Master's Wife...No..."

In addition, not far away, there were also disciples shouting with despair and helplessness.

“Wuwuwu… Senior Brother… Senior Brother, please don’t die…”

Tears poured out like a flood, and a female disciple tightly held her brother's hand, as if this could save her life.

But the gradually cold touch made her heart sink into the endless abyss bit by bit.

Noisy cries echoed in the air, and each cry was like a sharp arrow, piercing everyone's heart.

They slumped on the ground with empty eyes, not knowing what the future holds.

The warmth and hope of the past vanished at this moment, leaving only endless sadness and despair.

Originally, he had acquired new skills and had hope of defeating the tyrant Lin Yaozu.

But now, people who are not close relatives but are better than close relatives have fallen one by one in the dawn moment before the darkness is dispelled.

After giving hope, there comes despair.

There is nothing more tragic than this in the world.

At this moment, the flames of anger were burning in everyone's hearts.

Deep within those eyes were hatred and murderous intent, as if they wanted to burn Lin Yaozu, the person they hated, to ashes.

They clenched their teeth and their faces were slightly distorted with anger.

The rolling anger, like a surging wave, constantly hits reason.

hatred!
Hate the culprit who caused all these tragedies.

angry!
Angry at the injustice and cruelty of fate.

Countless pairs of eyes filled with hatred seemed to be able to penetrate the void and reach the soul.

The murderous intent filled the air, making the surrounding temperature seem to drop to freezing point.

In the crowd, a young disciple gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words.

"If I don't take revenge for this, I swear I won't be a human being!"

As he spoke, his eyes were firm and resolute.

He held the sword tightly in his hand, and the sword trembled slightly, as if it could also feel the owner's strong anger and determination.

same moment.

In another sect, an older senior brother stood in front of his surviving fellow disciples.

His face was stern, his eyes were like knives, and he said in a deep voice.

"Brothers, our relatives, teachers and friends cannot die in vain! Let's go! Go back and practice! In three years, the blood debt will be repaid with blood!"

His voice was deep and powerful, echoing in the air and stirring up stronger fighting spirit in everyone's hearts.

Similar scenes and words frequently occurred outside the palace.

Driven by anger, the people from each sect took firm steps, gritted their teeth, and left into the distance.

Each step was heavy, as if it was going to crush the earth.

They had only one thought in their minds: to practice martial arts, to seek revenge for those who had passed away, for the justice in their hearts, and for the world, to get rid of the damn tyrant Lin Yaozu.

In less than a moment, the remaining survivors moved with grief in their hearts, carefully hugging the remains of their elders or fellow disciples.

His movements were gentle, as if he was afraid to cause even the slightest pain to these already severely injured bodies.

Every face was filled with sadness and determination, tears welled up in their eyes but they were trying hard to hold them back.

Someone gently stroked the bloody and scarred face in his arms, his steps were heavy and slow, and every step seemed to be stepping on his heart.

The thousands of departing figures looked particularly desolate in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Everyone held the wreckage tightly in their arms, as if it was their last bit of stubbornness.

The wind blew gently, lifting the corners of my clothes, but it could not blow away the sadness and anger in my heart.

Everyone knew in their hearts that this was not the end, but a new beginning.

In the next three years, they will embark on the road of revenge with this pain and hatred.

When the three-year period comes, I will do my utmost to seek justice for our deceased relatives and friends.

On the other hand, after returning victoriously, Lin Yaozu once again plunged into his extravagant daily life, completely ignoring the grief of others.

Inside the palace, the lights were bright and the music was melodious.

Gorgeous curtains danced in the wind, and precious gems inlaid on the walls sparkled with dazzling light.

Lin Yaozu, wearing a dragon robe and a golden crown, leaned lazily on the throne, enjoying the singing and dancing performance in front of him.

The dancers have graceful figures, dancing like butterflies, with their skirts fluttering like gorgeous flowers blooming.

The musicians played beautiful music, the notes floated in the air, creating a dreamy atmosphere.

At this moment, Lin Yaozu narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and immersed himself in this endless joy.

Sometimes he clapped and cheered, sometimes he raised his glass and drank, as if all the troubles in the world had nothing to do with him.

A few days later, Lin Yaozu remembered the Star Power Cultivation Technique and immediately summoned those surrendered generals who were barely useful.

After a while.

Many surrendered generals walked into the palace trembling with fear and anxiety in their hearts.

The whole world knows that Lin Yaozu is an erratic tyrant who could be killed if he is not careful.

They lowered their heads, not daring to look directly, and waited quietly for orders.

Lin Yaozu also sat on the dragon throne with an arrogant look, looking down at these surrendered generals.

His eyes were full of disdain and majesty, as if he was looking at an ant.

Then, he waved his hand, signaling everyone to come forward.

The surrendered generals walked slowly to the front with trembling legs.

At this time, a cold voice resounded inside and outside the palace.

"Listen, spread the Star Power Cultivation Technique on the stone tablet throughout the army, and even spread this cultivation method throughout the Wu Dynasty. No mistakes can be made!"

After hearing this, the surrendered generals had many doubts in their hearts.

But he did not dare to disobey and had to obey the order and leave.

After leaving the palace, everyone was filled with helplessness and worry. They didn't know what the effect of this star power cultivation method was, nor did they know what consequences the spread of this cultivation method would bring to the Wu Dynasty.

But in front of Lin Yaozu, he had no choice but to follow orders.

Soon, the news spread rapidly in the Wu Dynasty as if it had wings.

When the people heard the news, they started talking about it.

Some young people are full of curiosity and expectation, eager to gain powerful strength and change their destiny by practicing the Star Power Technique.

Some people have already started asking around for the specific contents of the Star Power Cultivation Technique, hoping to start practicing as soon as possible.

Some older people looked worried.

In comparison, these people have experienced too many ups and downs and know that any sudden changes may bring unpredictable consequences.

(End of this chapter)