Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 421 Today, no one can help you.

"Damn it, why aren't you dead yet?"

An angry voice rang out from inside the core compartment.

"Hehe, even if you die, I won't die!"

The other person chuckled and gave the middle finger.

It wasn't Hajizhe who got angry, but Hajishou.

Although the black hand didn't have a scalp, it still felt phantom pain, and its scalp tingled for a moment.

It was clear that four or five imperial edicts had already been issued, and Zhang Ze's protective magical artifacts were being broken one by one.

But whenever he felt he could crush this ant, the kid in front of him would pull out another top-tier magical artifact from his person.

And for some reason, the kid remained completely unharmed.

Logically speaking, with this kid's cultivation level, even with the protection of a magical artifact, he should have been killed by Yu Wei long ago.

"Heh, you idiot, didn't you eat today?" Zhang Ze rolled over and got up from the ground, though his clothes were slightly dirty.

Although he remained defiant, Zhang Ze was actually quite nervous inside.

At this moment, most of the protective magical artifacts on his body were destroyed, and he hadn't blocked all the attacks; in fact, many had slipped through. The reason he was still able to jump around and taunt others was entirely due to the fact that his innate Dao-body form was able to counter the Black Hand's magic.

According to Zhang Ze's unlucky classification method, the Emperor Wu's decree used by the black hand was a concept similar to the Great Wish Spell.

Under the decree, within a designated area, one can directly distort reality with divine thought, altering the nature of the target and everything around it, turning stone into gold and flesh into flowers.

Although it looks impressive, in essence, this method is still the application of the transformation between spiritual energy and matter.

And coincidentally, Zhang Ze has just managed to counter this awesome technique.

After transforming into an innate Dao body, Zhang Ze became a world unto himself, completely unaffected by external influences and changes, and did not react to the outside world.

Simply put, Zhang Ze is now considered a foreigner, and Mr. Xiao's laws have no effect on him. No matter whether it's an edict from Emperor Wu, Emperor Wen, or Emperor Yin, it's all just a piece of waste paper to him.

The only way to take him down is through violence, by force, such as using martial arts techniques like the Vajra Leg of the Sword Sect to kick and shatter his shell.

But the shadowy figure before them didn't seem to possess such an ability.

From beginning to end, it just pointed and gave Zhang Ze orders that were completely useless.

It specializes in the legal system, at least for now.

"The Kan position opens the Mirror Abyss!"

With another flick of the black hand, the air around Zhang Ze suddenly became viscous and stagnant, and the ground turned into a transparent water mirror. Zhang Ze froze on the spot, and at the same time, the shadow beneath his feet began to melt.

A thick, black liquid slowly seeped out from beneath his feet. The boundary between reality and reflection blurred under the will of the black hand. Although he was unharmed, when Zhang Ze looked down, he saw that the shadow in the mirror abyss was beginning to grow flesh and blood, crawling uncontrollably toward him.

Just as he stretched out his arm in the mirror abyss, a jade pendant on Zhang Ze's body fell to the ground with a thud. The jade pendant shone brightly, and as it shattered, a thunderous sound arose. Nine-turn golden thunder shattered the water mirror beneath his feet, and also shattered everything in the mirror.

The monster in the mirror vanished before it could even crawl out.

The Nine Revolutions Golden Thunder, still raging after shattering the Mirror Abyss, began to wreak havoc on everything within the core chamber.

Old Tang gave him this thing, saying it was an old item from back then and it would be a waste to keep it, so he stuffed it into Zhang Ze's pocket.

"It's nice to have something to listen to when you're bored," that's what the Taoist priest said.

Whether it was because the Taoist priest had continued drawing the talisman and branding it back then, or it was simply intentional, this thing has a bit too much force.

It truly lives up to its beautiful name, "Dry Sky Shattering".

Seeing that Jin Lei was out of control, the villain panicked.

The black mist was thick, but this time its target was not Zhang Ze; instead, it was the out-of-control golden lightning.

With a wave of his hand, the black mist enveloped the equipment in the core cabin, protecting them all. Until the golden lightning dissipated, none of the equipment in the core cabin was damaged in the slightest.

Perhaps this move was too costly, because the color of the black hand has faded considerably.

Zhang Ze frowned slightly, noticing the strangeness of the black hand.

He suddenly realized that this dark left hand did not seem to be the real body or the Dharma body, but rather something like an illusion.

Master Lao Li had told him that after a cultivator has reached the Void Refinement stage, he can conjure up illusory images.

This illusory image is different from the Dharma body; it is a one-time consumable item, and even if it perishes, it will not cause any harm to the original body or soul.

Because it is a rootless entity, once the power remaining within it is exhausted, the illusory image will disappear on its own, and its power is also much weaker than that of the Dharma body and the original body.

This method is now mostly used by old men to scare people, or to stay in the secret caves as old men.

They are the untamed prodigies, an essential part of their lives.

When the lucky unlucky guy discovers the secret realm and passes the challenge, the phantom image left at the end of the level pretending to be an old man will perform a sentimental scene for the young man or woman, according to the script set by Old Deng, where he imparts knowledge and answers their questions before dying on the spot.

This trick always works and can almost always bring Xiao Deng to tears, adding a boost to their cultivation journey.

However, this is how good people play, while that bastard Xiao Jing certainly isn't so kind.

The purpose of this black hand is not to become an old man who dies after passing on his skills, but to serve as insurance for the original left hand.

It is protecting this place, protecting its layout from being vandalized.

When it cast its spell on Zhang Ze, it carefully avoided the walls and objects in the cabin, which is why Zhang Ze was able to jump around for so long.

Considering that this mastermind didn't recognize him, and his pitifully limited magical abilities...

Zhang Ze suspected that, in order not to leak information, the left hand, as the original body, did not even inject any extra memories into this illusory image.

Zhang Ze was right about this.

Because Emperor Xiao Jing knew what kind of hanged man he was with his left hand.

Given his nature, if he knew everything, he definitely wouldn't work properly; instead, he would be single-mindedly plotting to betray and become independent.

Therefore, he inscribed only a limited number of spells and the commands to be executed into this illusory image.

The moment he blocked the lightning, he had already used up a significant portion of the Black Hand's power.

If this happens a few more times, the black hand might run out of power.

Having made up his mind, Zhang Ze took action.

Taking advantage of the moment when the mastermind was caught off guard, he used one of the few physical techniques he could barely execute at the moment.

Sword Sect - Mighty Vajra Leg.

The target wasn't the mastermind, but rather Senior Brother Shi Xiu, who was right in the center of the core module.

As the saying goes, the more the enemy opposes, the more correct I am.

Since the mastermind wants to protect this place, then I'll just smash it up. Anyway, I'm just a worthless person with a super thick health bar. As long as I can survive, I'm sure I can win.

The kick wasn't fast, and it was easily blocked by the black hand; Zhang Ze's killing move wasn't there either.

Under the cover of his flying kick, he activated the Little Genius Bracelet, causing his treasure bag to open wide and countless flying swords to emerge from it.

These flying swords were all secondhand, their surfaces covered with dense, dark gold-red patterns, seemingly ready to explode at any moment. Without Zhang Ze needing to instruct them, these swords flew about erratically, tracing unpredictable paths, like a chaotic swarm of bees.

The flying sword has no target; it strikes wherever it lands and explodes upon contact.

Several times, they almost shoved a gun into Zhang Ze's mouth with a sudden counterattack.

This is the life-saving artifact that Lily prepared for Zhang Ze: the Ultimate Invincible Version of the Great Flower Flying Sword Formation 1.0.

Although the words "Experimental waste, handle with care" on the box containing the sealed sword formation hadn't been wiped off, it had to be said that this thing was indeed suitable for Zhang Ze.

Zhang Ze's current physique is perfect for being a self-destructing truck, unleashing this kind of thing that doesn't distinguish between friend and foe.

When Black Hand saw the sword formation fly out, he was momentarily stunned.

Deflecting this sword formation is not difficult, it could even be said to be easy, but its spells are limited, so no matter which one is used, it's like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

By this time, it had seen through Zhang Ze's plan and felt an increasing loathing for him.

He decided to stop wasting time.

The black mist rose again, and in an instant all the flying swords Zhang Ze released rotted into mud. Then, a golden light flashed around Zhang Ze, and several protective magic artifacts were crushed into black ash by the black mist.

"Insects! Let's see what other tricks you have up your sleeve!"

With a furious roar, Black Hand seized the gap in the shattered magical artifacts and appeared before Zhang Ze in an instant, grabbing at Zhang Ze's wrist with a palm strike.

The black hand suddenly took on a physical form, no longer resembling a shadow.

It suddenly transformed from a long-range artillery turret into a melee unit.

The little genius phone watch that Lily had painstakingly collected turned to ashes the moment it was touched. Then, the Black Hand used his hand as a knife to tear through space and shattered two more magical artifacts before finally striking Zhang Ze's treasure bag.

His treasure bag, which had been with him for so long, had vanished without a trace.

After seizing Zhang Ze's means, the Black Hand's aura surged once more. It no longer retained its magical power and released its final trump card.

The True Form of the Supreme Emperor.

Starting from his hand, the black mist transformed into flesh and blood, growing and healing. The emperor, dressed in black robes, took a step forward, reached out and grabbed Zhang Ze by the neck, lifting him up.

The illusory image of Emperor Xiao Jing had his vertical pupils tightly closed between his brows, unable to see anything outside. There was no domineering aura in his eyes, only a lingering gloom and murderous intent.

This state can only be maintained for thirty breaths.

But that's enough.

His magic couldn't affect Zhang Ze, but it could affect the space around him.

At this moment, under the suppression of the realm, Zhang Ze, who was being captured, felt as if he were surrounded by a thousand pounds, making him unable to move.

"You ant, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve?"

As the illusory image of Emperor Xiao Jing exerted force, cracks appeared in Zhang Ze's already petrified clothes.

Seeing that Zhang Ze's innate Dao Body tortoise shell defense was about to be breached, a hint of pleasure appeared in the eyes of Emperor Xiao Jing's illusory image.

"No one can help you today."

The illusory image of Emperor Xiao Jing said coldly.

Zhang Ze's vision began to blur as he was held in Emperor Xiao Jing's hand. As his innate Dao body shattered, the power of Emperor Xiao Jing's illusory image invaded his body. He suddenly felt a chill, as if he had fallen into a vast starry sky.

But soon, he saw something.

A light appeared in the boundless darkness. At the same time as his innate Dao body shattered, something within him also shattered.

Earth Sea, Innate Dao Embryo, Fusion of Spirits Technique, Stone Golden Elixir, Primordial Body, Star God, Six Sects.
Everything, from his past life to this life, everything he could remember and everything he had forgotten, flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

Ultimately, it all boils down to one thing: it is both something and nothing.

When all thoughts are extinguished and all laws return to oneness, one becomes one's own master, and one's body becomes king.

He is now king!

In the face of life and death, a flash of inspiration struck, like a sudden enlightenment.

"I see, so... everything is the same."

Zhang Ze opened his eyes.

The illusory image of Emperor Xiao Jing stared at Zhang Ze in shock.

In his mind, this ant in front of him shouldn't be able to move. Even if it were undergoing tribulation here, it wouldn't be able to open its eyes.

This is suppression at the level of cultivation. Why?
This is my territory, what right does he have to interfere?
Zhang Ze not only opened his eyes, but he also raised his hand.

Zhang Ze ignored the mountain-like pressure and raised his arm to slap the illusory image of Emperor Xiao Jing.

That's all. Although I had some epiphany, the numerical gap couldn't be bridged.

This slap was a completely subconscious action, and it was performed with considerable skill.

I guess I've gotten used to it.

The main problem is that he has already slapped many members of the Xiao family, so one more won't make a difference.

"Is that all the strength you have? Didn't you eat?"

Zhang Ze muttered something, it was unclear whether he was referring to the illusory image of Emperor Xiao Jing or to himself.

Emperor Xiao Jing was stunned after being slapped.

Whether it's an illusion or the real body, a body part or a whole corpse, from childhood to adulthood, from birth to death and back to life, no one has ever slapped Xiao Jing's big mouth.

He doesn't even have a biological father.

This slap wasn't very powerful, but it caused considerable damage.

"I want you dead! I want you dead! I want you dead!"

The illusory image of Emperor Xiao Jing roared and slammed Zhang Ze heavily to the ground.

The black abyss reappeared beneath Zhang Ze, black water spreading out and transforming into blades that slashed at Zhang Ze's body.

With twenty-three breaths remaining, the cracks in Zhang Ze's innate Dao body spread to his cheeks.

We can't hold on any longer.

But just as Zhang Ze's innate Dao body was about to collapse, a ray of light bloomed from between his eyebrows, and a person walked out from it.

Another person dressed in black.

He was behind the illusory image of Emperor Xiao Jing.

You want him to die?
"Did I give permission?"

As soon as the visitor finished speaking, without any warning, the hands of Emperor Xiao Jing's illusory image that were holding Zhang Ze were cleanly severed.

(End of this chapter)