Unparalleled Evildoer

Chapter 414 He did it
When the Mirage Dragon saw that the barrier was broken and the crowd began to flee, he shook off the obstacles, waved his scepter, and released a tide of undead towards the crowd.

How could Wuzhan let the mirage dragon succeed? It transformed into a golden body, chanted scriptures, and radiated golden light. When the golden light shone on the dead souls, the dead souls disappeared into thin air.

When Mirage Dragon saw the undead spirits being dispersed, he swung his scepter at Wuzhan in anger. Wuzhan opened his Buddha's palm to meet the attack. "Bang..." Black light and golden light echoed with each other, and all the people around were blown away. The Buddha's palm firmly grasped the scepter. The next moment, another avatar of Wuzhan appeared at his side, swung the Hunting Soul Sword and chopped down. Mirage Dragon's arm broke, and the scepter fell into Wuzhan's hands.

Although Mirage Dragon has entered the Saint Yuan Realm, he is still far behind Wuzhan, because Wuzhan has entered the Sainthood through the four paths of demon, Taoism, Buddhism and monster. This is why Wuzhan dares to kill Miaodao.

It didn't matter that Mirage Dragon had a broken arm, as it would recover quickly. But the Scepter of the Undead fell into Wuzhan's hands. That was nearly three million undead souls that had not yet been injected into the Chaos Sapling. He had thought that by wiping out the Nitian Sect and all the Taoist sects in the world, and transferring them into the Chaos Sapling, he would be able to produce more 'Fruits of Ten Thousand Tribulations'. However, he underestimated the strength of Wuzhan and the Nitian Sect. Without the Scepter of the Undead, all his efforts over the past few hundred years would be in vain. How could Mirage Dragon be willing to accept this?

Mirage Dragon took out a long sword with a cold glow. This was the second most powerful artifact of the Xuanling Sect, the Zhuxian Sword, which was modeled after the ancient artifact of the Taiqing Sect, the Zhutian Sword. Although its power was not as strong as the Zhutian Sword, it was also a sharp weapon for Zhuxian. Such a weapon was given to Mirage Dragon, which showed that the Xuanling Sect had put a lot of effort into it.

The mirage dragon swung its sword and roared as it killed the clone who had seized the scepter. Wuzhan put the scepter into the Qiankun Jade and swung his sword to block it. "Swish..." The soul sword in Wuzhan's hand was cut off, and he quickly broke through the void and dodged.

The mirage dragon was almost crazy. It followed closely behind and attacked Wuzhan one after another. Each move was vicious. Wuzhan avoided its sharp edge and dodged continuously.

At this moment, rainbow lights gathered in the sky, floating clouds dispersed, and countless figures appeared. They were the immortals of the three religions in the heaven, as well as the heavenly soldiers and generals of the heavenly court. Each of them held a weapon, with a solemn face, overlooking the ants. The momentum was so magnificent that it made people feel afraid and breathless. It turned out that they had arrived a long time ago and had a clear vision of everything that happened on the ground.

The running crowd felt their breathing stagnate, as if they were carrying a mountain, and it was difficult for them to take a step. Looking up, they saw the immortals, and they knelt on the ground in panic, praying that the immortals could save them and escape.

Only those who have transcended the tribulation and become immortals can withstand this kind of pressure. The Nitian Sect and the Xiandao Academy both stopped fighting and split into two sides to confront each other.

The mirage dragon stopped and grinned, "All the immortals have come here for you. You can't escape today, so why don't you die quickly!"

Wuzhan said: "Your plan to cultivate the Chaos Tree privately has been known to the Heaven Realm, so it's not just us, but also you and Xiandaoyuan."

Shenlong was stunned when he heard it, "Impossible!" He regretted it after he said it. Xu Shi was also speechless when he heard it. Isn't this just an admission?

Wuzhan smiled and said, "Do you think they will believe you if you say it's impossible?"

"I am a holy immortal from heaven!"

"You have been removed from the list, and it is only natural to kill you!"

While the two were talking, ten thousand immortals had already formed their battle array. Thousands and thousands of sword shadows hung high in the sky above Mount Li, flashing with cold light, like a huge cloud covering the Ten Thousand Immortals Sword Formation.

Mirage Dragon was trapped in this Ten Thousand Immortals Sword Formation eight hundred years ago. He bowed his head and confessed his crime, and was sealed at the bottom of the East China Sea. Today, this sword formation was set up again, treating him the same as Wuzhe. This heaven was cold-blooded and ruthless, and Mirage Dragon was so angry that his eyes were bloodshot. "It's all your fault. You ruined my good deeds!"

"Your good deeds will bring disaster to the earth."

"If you return the scepter to me, and we work together, we still have a chance."

Wuzhan said: "Why not give them the Chaos Sapling? Maybe they will let you go."

At the head of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, an old man with green hair shouted, “Mirage Dragon, I thought you would mend your ways after being unsealed, but I didn’t expect you to be unrepentant and still challenge the laws of heaven. Now I’ll give you one chance. Destroy the Chaos Sapling and I’ll spare your life!” This man was the Qinghua Saint Lord of Heaven, ranked second, and in charge of punishments in heaven.

Shenlong said: "This kid is cunning, he is framing me, Qinghua, don't be fooled by him."

Qinghua said: "Whether it is a false accusation or not, you will know after opening your storage bag."

Seeing that there was no chance of turning back, Shenlong said in a deep voice: "I am a mysterious and holy immortal, you cannot search me whenever you want."

Upon hearing this, Qinghua looked at Lingfa Shengxian, the leader of Xuanling Sect, and asked, "What does Lingfa Shengxian think?"

Ling Fa glared at Shen Long and said in a deep voice, "Sage Qinghua is in charge of punishment. We just follow his orders. But it's hard to believe what he said coming from that kid. Besides, it's really embarrassing for Shen Long to be searched in front of all the immortals."

Qinghua snorted coldly upon hearing this, "It seems that the Sage Lingfa wants to protect him."

Ling Fa smiled and said, "Saint Lord, you misunderstood me. Our goal today is to kill Jiemie. As for the Mirage Dragon, it won't be too late for us to deal with it later."

Qinghua said: "Well."

Ling Fa said to Shenlong and his men, "Why don't you guys come up!"

Although they were unwilling, as things had come to this point, they could only take a long-term view. Daoxing, Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, Bixiao, Xu Shi, and Liefeng made preparations after hearing what was said, leaving the other members of the Xiandao Academy looking at each other in bewilderment. It was clear from the look of things that they were abandoned.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuan, Long Quan and others asked Xu Shi in bewilderment, "Master, what should we do?"

Mayor Xu didn't even look at these people, and responded with a voice, "You guys leave quickly!"

Jiang Yuan, Longquan and others groaned in their hearts, how could they still escape now? If they had known this would happen, they would not have done it in the first place. Wuzhan was calm and looked at the hesitant Mirage Dragon, and took out the Undead Staff, "Millions of undead, if you were not greedy, you would have eaten the fruit long ago. I will release these undead now to resist the Ten Thousand Immortals Sword Formation, so that you can see with your own eyes that so many undead are destroyed." As he spoke, the undead in the staff erupted, and thousands of undead instantly filled the air.

The Mirage Dragon shouted, "No!" He was unwilling to give up, so he made up his mind and threw the Chaos Sapling out. The sapling grew on the Xirang, which spread rapidly. The roots of the sapling also extended, as if with invisible tentacles, it sucked the floating undead into its roots. The trunk became thicker and thicker, and the branches and leaves expanded rapidly and prospered.

"It really is the Chaos Tree!" The immortals in the sky recognized it at a glance. They had caught the man red-handed. What were they waiting for? There could only be one Chaos Tree in the world, otherwise the status of Heaven would be in jeopardy. Qinghua gave an order, and thousands of swords poured down and rushed towards the Chaos Tree.

The Mirage Dragon was not willing to let the Chaos Tree be destroyed, so he waved his palms, released his soul power, and performed the Heaven-Covering Technique to erect a soul power barrier around the tree.

The torrent of thousands of swords hit the barrier with a deafening roar. The mirage dragon trembled all over, its soul tumbling, and it struggled to hold on.

Wuzhan looked at Shenlong like an outsider and said, "This Ten Thousand Immortals Sword Formation was originally prepared for me. Why are you doing this?"

This sentence almost made Mirage Dragon vomit blood, and he shouted: "Quickly inject the undead souls into this Xiran, and we will split the Wanjie Fruit 50-50."

There was a huge change in the sky at this time. The immortals of Xuanling Sect suddenly took action, broke the Ten Thousand Immortals Sword Formation, and started fighting with the other immortals.

Qinghua shouted, "Ling Fa, do you want to use the power of one sect to fight against the three of us?"

Ling Fa said sternly: "Eight hundred years ago, the three of you joined forces to suppress my Xuanling Sect. We have tolerated you for a long time!" He suddenly made a move and slapped Qinghua with one palm.

Seeing Ling Fa's overwhelming aspirations, Qinghua shouted, "You have entered the Saint Yuan Realm!"

"I have suppressed it for a long time, and I have been waiting for this day!"

Qinghua sneered and said, “It is so!” He raised his palm to meet the attack, and it turned out that he was also in the Saint Yuan realm.

The two palms collided in the air, and a huge fire burst out, resounding through the heavens and the earth. The whole sky was in chaos. It was a fight between immortals, destroying the world.

After the Ten Thousand Immortals Sword Formation was broken, Shenlong collected his soul power. He was already sweating profusely and breathing heavily. He glared at the indifferent Wuzhe and said, "Hurry up and do it!"

Wuzhan held the scepter and said, "You have no right to order me to do anything, because everything you do is for your own selfish desires."

"Don't you have any selfish desires? Don't you want to be the master of heaven and earth?"

"No, I just want this world to belong to everyone in the world. I will never allow anyone from the heaven to interfere, and I will never allow the heaven to plunder the dead."

Shenlong said excitedly: "I have been planning for so many years to free the world from the control of the Heavenly Court. Our goals are the same. If you don't want to be the master, I will do it. Return the scepter to me quickly, and I will definitely govern the world well."

Wuzhan said, "Okay!" and threw the scepter towards the mirage dragon.

Mirage Dragon could not hide his joy and reached out to take it. Seeing the scepter returned to his hand, the scepter suddenly glowed and Mirage Dragon had no time to react. With a 'bang', Wuzhan held the scepter and pinned Mirage Dragon to the trunk of the Chaos Tree.

The Chaos Tree madly absorbed the soul power of the Mirage Dragon. The Mirage Dragon screamed and struggled in pain, but it was held back by Wuzhan and could not break free.

Wuzhan said in a deep voice: "If you can govern the world well, there won't be so many undead in the world. This Chaos Tree was carefully cultivated by you. It can't live without you. Use your soul to feed it!"

The soul of the mirage dragon was quickly drained. This was the soul of a Saint Yuan Realm, no less powerful than those tens of thousands of undead souls. The Chaos Tree grew rapidly and was already a hundred feet high. Its roots were also spreading rapidly. If this continued, it would extend across the entire continent.

Xu Shi and others were fighting with the immortals. In a blink of an eye, they were shocked to find that Shenlong had died in Wuzhan's hands. They cried out, "Master!" They were heartbroken, but did not dare to rush down and fight.

Wuzhe put away his scepter, looked at the crowd who could not escape, and waved his palms, creating a hurricane that spread out in all directions. The crowd was blown away from Mount Li by the hurricane.

Wuzhan said loudly to Zhang Liang: "The First Emperor is dead, the Qin Dynasty will fall, hurry to Mangdang Mountain and assist the wise ruler, the world will be handed over to you!"

Zhang Liang's eyes welled up with tears when he heard this. He felt admiration, guilt, and gratitude beyond words. "He did it!"

Bixia was also blown away by Wuzhan's hurricane. Looking at the gradually shrinking figure, her complicated emotions were hard to control. Bixia burst into tears. Everything was taken away by him, leaving only an empty shell.

Miaoxin bit her lip and said, "Master, I'm going to follow you!" Then she leaped up and flew against the wind towards Wuzhan.

Bixia was distraught and said, "Go!" Maybe being with him was her final destination.

Xia Kexin stared at Wuzhan in a daze. What could she say? Her worry was in vain.

Yun Chu did not go back. She knew what Wuzhan was going to do next. She was unable to help and would only cause more trouble, because Wuzhan was going to kill his way to heaven.