Huangxiu

Chapter 1206 Transfer
Sun Haoyang looked surprised.

Hu Chengxiang frowned: "Are there really such extraordinary people in the world? I've never heard of such a person before."

Zhao Ruilin said, "They could be hidden experts from the imperial court or the four major sects."

Sun Haoyang said, "Senior brother, if there were such an expert, our Giant Spirit Sect would have been wiped out long ago, right? And wouldn't other sects have been wiped out as well?"

Hu Chengxiang said, "He is not invincible; he has a fatal weakness."

"What are its weaknesses?" Sun Haoyang asked, puzzled.

Hu Chengxiang shook his head and looked at Zhu Lingyun.

Zhu Lingyun looked solemn.

Zhao Ruilin said, "Your Majesty, I have another guess."

"explain."

"Did he descend from heaven?"

Zhu Lingyun snorted, "You came from the same place as me?"

Zhao Ruilin said, "Only those who are proficient in spiritual secret arts can withstand the divine lord's secret arts, right?"

“That makes some sense,” Zhu Lingyun said.

"Are those the Myriad Manifestations Sect and the Flying Spirit Sect?" Sun Haoyang said angrily. "They actually came to cause trouble and deal with us? Isn't this just killing each other?"

"You still expect them to unite against a common enemy?" Hu Chengxiang shook his head: "They were meant to fight for it from the start."

He looked at Zhu Lingyun: "Divine Lord, if they are truly visitors from heaven, we can only rely on you."

Zhu Lingyun scoffed, "If he could really defeat me, he wouldn't need to run away."

“Exactly.” Hu Chengxiang nodded hurriedly: “He is weaker than the God, so the only way to deal with the God is to deal with us.”

Sun Haoyang asked in confusion, "How would dealing with us harm the Divine Lord?"

Hu Chengxiang looked at Zhu Lingyun.

Zhu Lingyun waved his hand: "You organize a few top experts, just for one group, to concentrate on capturing people and building the Blood Pool!"

Zhao Ruilin said in a deep voice, "With the Divine Venerable here to oversee things, I will personally lead the team to build the Blood Pool as soon as possible!"

“Go ahead.” Zhu Lingyun nodded.

Zhao Ruilin looked at Sun Haoyang and Hu Chengxiang: "Let's go, we'll lead the people there ourselves."

"Yes," the two replied.

They clasped their hands in farewell to Zhu Lingyun, and the three of them selected twelve experts to accompany them out of the valley.

Chu Zhiyuan frowned.

He suddenly disappeared, and the next moment he appeared not far from the statue of the Immortal Evil Lord.

The golden sword was drawn, transforming into a streak of golden light that flashed past.

The eighteen experts from the Giant Spirit Sect, who were arranged in a circle around the statue thirty meters away, froze instantly.

By the time they realized something was wrong, the golden sword was already at them, and they couldn't dodge it in time.

After wiping them out in one go, he then slashed at the statue of the Undying Evil Lord.

After three thin lines, the statue collapsed into dust, and with a wave of his sleeve, it swirled like a vortex.

The golden sword stirred, drawing in the gold dust and fusing it into the sword.

He approached one of the masters, flicked his golden sword, and sent the bamboo tube in the master's arms flying towards him.

As the bamboo tube was pulled out, a gigantic black hand materialized in the sky.

The black palm rose, its finger pointing to the current location.

At this moment, Zhao Ruilin and his group led the experts out of the valley, flew over the trees, and reached the mountaintop, where they saw the black palm in the sky.

"Something's happened over there!" Sun Haoyang exclaimed, his eyes wide. "It's over at the statue!"

Hu Chengxiang frowned and looked at Zhao Ruilin: "Something's strange."

Zhao Ruilin's face was gloomy.

He vaguely guessed that it was the work of the previous murderer, who wanted to lure them back.
"What should we do, senior brother?" Sun Haoyang asked. "Should we go over there?"

"Let's go take a look first," Zhao Ruilin said in a deep voice.

Since something happened over there, of course we should go and check it out. As long as these people don't get separated, everything will be fine.

The purpose of building the blood pool is to suppress the statue. If something goes wrong with the statue, what good will building the blood pool do?

When they rushed over, they found a pile of corpses and the empty space where the statue had been.

"This..." Sun Haoyang asked, puzzled, "Could it be that the statue was moved? How could it possibly be moved?"

Zhao Ruilin and Hu Chengxiang looked around, scrutinizing each other.

The other experts searched the vicinity, examining the corpses on the ground.

Zhao Ruilin squatted down and examined the two corpses. His face turned ashen: "It's him!"

"Is it that guy?" Hu Chengxiang asked.

Zhao Ruilin nodded slowly: "It's definitely him! ...What exactly is he trying to do?" Hu Chengxiang said: "Only someone of that level could move the statue."

They had already tacitly accepted that Chu Zhiyuan was a god, a master who had descended from the heavens.

"Senior brother, what should we do?" Hu Chengxiang asked. "Should we continue searching for people to build the blood pool?"

Zhao Ruilin pondered with a serious expression.

Sun Haoyang said, "Let's go back and report to the Divine Lord first, and see what the Divine Lord thinks."

“We go to the gods for everything, but even they get annoyed,” Hu Chengxiang sighed. “They’ll think we’re incompetent.”

Sun Haoyang said confidently, "This opponent is beyond our ability to deal with, so what can we do?"

Zhao Ruilin said, "We've really become useless. If we go to the God, we'll only be scolded and rejected."

"We can't just not tell, can we?" Sun Haoyang asked, puzzled. "If we don't tell, it's useless even if we build the blood pool."

Zhao Ruilin sighed, "Splitting the troops into two groups won't work... Let's go back first."

It would be best to split into two groups: one to capture people and build a blood pool, and the other to report to the deity.

However, with another deity eyeing them covetously, if they split into two groups, they could be defeated one by one.

The corpses scattered on the ground were enough to prove how skilled he was at killing and how astonishing his cultivation was.

The experts who remained here were no ordinary fighters, yet they were all wiped out before they could even send out a signal.

It's even possible that the signal wasn't sent by them, but rather by the deity.

Zhao Ruilin was even more furious about the Giant Spirit Sword.

He suspected that the Giant Spirit Sword was stolen by this deity.

He secretly vowed: How can I retrieve my Giant Spirit Sword if I don't kill this deity?

Therefore, we must use the God's hand to kill this God no matter what!
The group returned to the valley.

Zhu Lingyun walked out of the main hall, looked at them with a puzzled expression, and his gaze fell on Sun Haoyang.

Sun Haoyang said, "Divine Lord, over there at the statue..."

When he recounted the matter, it enraged Zhu Lingyun.

He gritted his teeth and kicked a stone step away, sending it shattering into pieces in mid-air.

The stone steps were made of black stone, which was extremely hard, but he kicked them and shattered them, making Sun Haoyang grimac.

If that kick had landed on me, I probably wouldn't have been able to withstand it.

Hu Chengxiang asked, "God, how did he take the statue away?"

Zhao Ruilin said, "Being able to move the statue is not something an ordinary person can do... It must be a deity descended upon you, right?"

“That’s right!” Zhu Lingyun gritted his teeth and said, “Apart from those who descended, no one in this world could possibly move that statue!”

Zhao Ruilin asked, "Is it possible to find it?"

Zhu Lingyun snorted and said, "That statue bears my aura; he won't be able to erase it this time!"

He closed his eyes, formed a mudra with his hands, raised them above his head and then slowly lowered them, like a flower falling.

His hands suddenly stopped at his chest, his face instantly darkened, and his eyes snapped open, flashing with cold lightning.

The three noticed something was wrong with him and looked at him with suspicion.

Sun Haoyang couldn't help but ask, "Did something go wrong? Can't you find it?"

"It can't be found," Zhu Lingyun said.

Sun Haoyang asked disappointedly, "God, is that person really that powerful?"

"Junior brother, shut up!" Zhao Ruilin shouted.

Sun Haoyang shut his mouth.

Zhu Lingyun's eyes flashed with cold light.

Zhao Ruilin said, "Divine Lord, it's a good thing that the statue is gone. It's no longer a scourge, and we don't need to build a blood pool to suppress it. We can just focus on the imperial city."

“Yes, yes, yes.” Sun Haoyang nodded hurriedly.

“God,” Hu Chengxiang said, “why did that person try to steal this statue?”

"They're deliberately trying to provoke me," Zhu Lingyun said through gritted teeth. "They're forcing me to lose my composure. The idol will only bring harm, not benefit!"

"Then let's ignore it and head to the capital," Hu Chengxiang said. "Let the idols wreak havoc on him!"

“Yes, yes, yes,” Sun Haoyang agreed repeatedly.

Zhao Ruilin's eyes flickered.

If we don't destroy that guy, how can we get back the Giant Spirit Sword?
Zhu Lingyun looked at Zhao Ruilin: "You have a giant spirit sword, don't you?"

Zhao Ruilin was taken aback.

Zhu Lingyun said, "It has sentience now, doesn't it? Give it to me, I need to activate a secret technique."

(End of this chapter)