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Chapter 1240

The one who made the move was Zhou Ding, the "King of the Southeast".

As the eldest son of Zhou Daqian, he inherited the family business of the Western Branch of the Zhou family and was even well-known in the North.

Before Zhen Beige perished, he took him under his wing and carefully taught and nurtured him, pouring his heart and soul into it.

Later, he returned to the Zhou family, stabilized the family during a time of turmoil, and built up a territory in the southeast, becoming the universally recognized 'King of the Southeast'.

Such a person, who holds a high position and governs a region, must be of extraordinary status to have risked his life to come to the North.

Even more surprisingly, Zhou Dinghui resolutely took action against the Holy King Mingqiu Mang in order to expose Zhou Xin's whereabouts.

"Hehe, okay, okay!"

Mingqiu was overjoyed. "I was just worried about not being able to find you. Today, you killed Zhou Daqian's two sons who were entrusted with important responsibilities, severing his best bloodline. This can be considered revenge for the arrow that struck back then."

Back then, when the witches invaded the northern lands, Mingqiu Mang, as one of the elites, led a large number of powerful Gu Dao troops and geniuses to join the battle, and many noble families' sons were no match for him.

He suffered a great loss only with Zhou You, which he considered a disgrace and an indelible stain on his life.

By the time he gained power, Zhou You had been dead for a long time, leaving him unable to vent his anger.

Before them appeared not only the head of the Zhou family in the north, the Little Martial Saint Zhou Xin, but also the head of the Zhou family in the southeast, the Southeast King Zhou Ding. The leaders of the two families from the north and south had gathered here.

After Zhou Daqian's death, both of his most outstanding sons attended the funeral.

For a moment, the human race was filled with mixed emotions. After all these years, they were still able to witness this scene.

The two brothers fought side by side against the mortal enemy of the human race, the Holy King of the Witches, Mingqiu Mang.

"not good!"

Suddenly, Mu Sigui shouted a warning, "Be careful, he might use his fist intent to implicate and wipe out Zhou Daqian's blood relatives!"

The technique of "fist intent implicating all" is an extremely sophisticated method of killing within the Heavenly Sect.

He used the power of his fist to shake the enemy's bloodline, and through the blood ties, the shockwave spread to his relatives, annihilating all nine generations of his family without leaving a single one alive.

During the war of extermination in Dijing, there were many cases of people being implicated by the fist spirit.

This method is too ruthless and cold-blooded; most people rarely use it unless they have an irreconcilable blood feud.

Moreover, the requirements for the "fist intent to implicate" technique are not low; the stronger the opponent, the stronger the practitioner's level must be.

The difference in strength between Saint King Mingqiu and Zhou Xin and Zhou Ding met the conditions for using the fist intent to implicate others.

Both sons were Zhou Daqian's designated legitimate sons, and their bloodlines were connected to the Zhou clan in both the north and south.

After Mu Sigui's reminder, Zhou Ding and Zhou Xin instantly understood, "You cunning bastard, you really dare to think that way!"

Zhou Ding was shocked and furious, but then he remembered that he had been farsighted enough to arrange for his younger brother Zhou Ti to relocate some of the clan members under the identity of the Qi family, which was also a precaution for unforeseen circumstances.

Even if he and Zhou Xin perish here, and both families are wiped out by the fist intent, the Zhou family still has the resources to make a comeback, and there is still hope.

Little did he know that his good younger brother, Zhou Ti, had also arrived in the north and was right there on the scene.

"Zhou Ding acted impulsively!"

Wearing a mask and a robe, Zhou Ti blended into the crowd, distorting the light and aura around him. Although there were many highly skilled and powerful individuals among the human and witch races, no one noticed him.

This is an extremely sophisticated technique for using seal script, almost comparable to invisibility when employed.

He calmly watched the back of the Holy King Mingqiu Mang, his ten fingers twitching slightly as he calculated the possibility of defeating Mingqiu Mang.

Time and time again, countless calculations, yet they still couldn't find a breakthrough to victory.

He let out a sigh of relief. If only his father were here, he would surely have a solution. Unlike his two elder brothers, Zhou Ti practiced the ultimate and authentic Zhou Family Fist, the "Great Expeditionary Robbery Hand."

By integrating seal script to gain extraordinary power, he thoroughly understood the ideas behind his grandfather Zhou Nanwang's creation of this profound skill. Using the natural world and its mountains and rivers as dangers, he was most adept at finding a breath of life to turn the tide in the midst of perilous calamities.

In the face of adversity, a way out is always found; often, one can do what others cannot.

However, this time, Zhou Ti had no choice; the Holy King's strength was too great and unattainable.

Next, Zhou Ding and Zhou Xin will inevitably be defeated after a fierce battle.

"It's good that you've seen through me!"

Saint King Mingqiu was indeed about to use his fist intent to implicate others, but his true intention was...

"You two are just a prelude; my target for implication is Zhou You and Zhou Daqian."

“If he is still alive, even if he hides at the ends of the earth, he will definitely not escape the consequences of my punch.”

"You two, stand firm!"

Having said that, Mingqiu hurriedly raised his hand and struck out. His entire arm shimmered, and the texture of his skin, pores, and other details emerged as totem patterns, spreading to his palm and fingertips.

Those intricate patterns are faintly visible beneath the skin, amidst the crisscrossing blood vessels and tendons.

It was as if his entire arm had no flesh and blood, but was entirely made of totems.

Seeing this, Xiaoyaozi nodded. "That's right. After many years, the Ancestral Witch of the Totem has been revived through the Totem System. Using Mingqiu Mang as a medium, he has transformed all his flesh and blood into a totem."

The power he unleashes each time originates from the totem, rather than from the fundamental power born of flesh and blood.

Although this move carries risks, potentially jeopardizing the possibility of unlocking the infinite potential of the flesh and blood, it also grants a greater and broader perspective. Theoretically, within a shaman tribe, wherever there is a totem, that is where his avatar resides, and also the source of his power.

The method of "punishment by association" is also ineffective against him, because this method works on qi and blood, but not on totems.

To completely destroy it, one must master a totem stronger than the Totem Ancestral Witch, thoroughly understand its ability to transform into countless totems, and then use a move to erase all the totems.

It's too difficult; even a reborn martial saint couldn't do it.

Boom!
Zhou Xin and Zhou Ding were about to raise their hands to retaliate against the Holy King's attack, but their hands retreated as soon as they touched him.

The two of them heard the deafening sound of a million cowhide drums, and saw countless fleeting images before their eyes, which were actually their blood relatives, even if they were thousands of miles away.

The method of linking the Zhou clan members by bloodline worked, and the whereabouts of each member were revealed one by one.

"Don't try to succeed!"

Zhou Ding suddenly punched his chest with his backhand, suffering a severe blow to his heart. His body shuddered violently, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The sound of a string snapping rang out; it turned out that he had unknowingly broken the chain of 'implication' that Mingqiu was trying to pull, and thus freed himself.

Upon seeing his handwriting, Mingqiu was slightly surprised and uttered a name, "Mingzong lineage."

"It turns out that Zhenbei Ge didn't pass on his skills for guarding the family, but instead found the inheritance of the Ming Sect for you."

Who was Emperor Mingzong?

Judging from the name, he doesn't sound like a martial saint, but rather a grandmaster. However, he is qualified to be called a sect, at the very least a top-tier sect, or even a half-saint who has ascended the ladder to heaven.

For example, the Tiannan Divine Sword is respectfully called by the world as... the Sword Sect.

Suddenly someone remembered who Mingzong was. He was none other than Senluo Wu, one of Mingqiu Mang's right-hand men.

(End of this chapter)