Under One Person: The Sea Emperor Who Shattered Heaven and Earth

He grabbed Li Muxuan, who was still kneeling there trembling, his mind in chaos, staring intently at Zuo Ruotong, and lifted him up like a chick.

"Let's go down the mountain."

Wugensheng grabbed Li Muxuan and ran towards the door.

Wugensheng grabbed Li Muxuan, and they were about to rush out the door.

The next second, a hand the size of a clay pot slammed into Wugensheng's face before he could react, lifting him up.

White fluorescence emanated from his hand and instantly enveloped Wugensheng's head.

Through the gap in his hands, Wugensheng saw that it was Jiang Zhen. He immediately grabbed Jiang Zhen's arms with both hands and activated his divine spirit to the fullest extent.

Wugensheng: "!!!"

Wugensheng had absolute confidence in his divine spirit, and could even wear down Zuo Ruotong's reversal of life. Although it was like using a scrubbing knife to grind down a cement pillar, and this cement pillar could even repair itself, it was still manageable.

But what's the situation right now? Nothing, absolutely nothing.

Jiang Zhen glanced at Zuo Ruotong, then dissipated the white light. The moment he released his grip, before Wu Gensheng even hit the ground, he unleashed a powerful punch.

"boom--!"

A dull, muffled thud of flesh colliding with flesh echoed through the mountain gate.

"puff--"

Wugensheng, who was drawing an arc in the air, spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with his teeth.

Two gleaming white teeth swirled in the sunlight, flying far away.

Li Muxuan, who had been being carried by him, rolled seven or eight times on the ground before crashing into a pillar, covered in dust.

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After a long while, Wugensheng finally stood up unsteadily, lowered his head, coughed a few times, and then spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm mixed with broken teeth.

Jiang Zhen's simple punch swelled up Wu Gensheng's left cheek into a purplish-red pig's head. His high cheekbone not only turned blue but also cracked open, with blood dripping from his chin onto the ground.

Those supposedly divine and restrained eyes could now only be barely opened a crack.

Wugensheng raised his hand and somewhat dazedly wiped the blood from his chin.

He looked at Jiang Zhen, opened his mouth as if to say something, but his missing front tooth made his speech slurred. More importantly, he felt an extremely powerful aftershock still reverberating between the bones of his face, making it difficult for him to even stand.

Jiang Zhen did not continue. He raised his right hand and casually flicked the blood off his knuckles.

At this moment, Li Muxuan, who had been struck by the force of the punch, finally got up from the ground. He had crashed into a stone pillar, his forehead was red and swollen, and he was still in a state of dizziness.

He didn't dare look at Jiang Zhen, Wu Gensheng, or Zuo Ruotong; he just huddled behind a pillar, trembling.

The deathly silence in the courtyard was finally broken.

"Master... Uncle-Master."

Chengzhen was the first to react and bowed to Jiang Zhen.

With this address, the disciples of the Three Ones, including Shuiyun, Changqing, and Lu Jin, gradually came back to their senses in the courtyard.

"Greetings, Uncle Jiang."

Lu Jin bowed very properly, bending deeply at the waist; every movement exuded an innate sense of propriety.

Unlike Zhang Zhiwei, who was shameless and called Jiang Zhen "Brother Jiang" when nothing was wrong, Jiang Zhen would only call him "Uncle Jiang" with a grin when he needed something from him.

It seemed that Chong had also come over at this moment.

This second-in-command of the Sanyi Sect looked like a wilted eggplant. He stared at Jiang Zhen, his lips twitching a few times before he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence:

"Junior Brother Jiang, I'm sorry you had to see this."

The complexity in Si Chong's heart was beyond words.

He had witnessed Jiang Zhen's abilities firsthand. During the Battle of Jinling, he led the disciples of the Sanyi Sect to the front lines, and he personally saw how Jiang Zhen single-handedly fought against thousands of troops on the battlefield. That earth-shattering martial prowess was still unforgettable to this day.

On one hand, he felt extremely sad. As an elder of the Sanyi Sect, his most cherished sect belief, "Reverse Rebirth Triple," and his most respected senior brother were publicly dismantled by Wugensheng into an empty dream. And this scene was witnessed by Jiang Zhen, a top-level expert.

This sense of shame about "not washing one's dirty laundry in public" made him unable to hold his head up in front of Jiang Zhen.

On the other hand, seeing Wugensheng's miserable state, he felt a surge of inexplicable pleasure.

He hated Wugensheng, who had ruined his senior brother and the Sanyi Sect. He had just been preparing to use the entire sect's strength to kill this monster, but unfortunately, Zuo Ruotong stopped him.

But now, Jiang Zhen's punch has shown him another possibility.

He knew that Jiang Zhen could kill Wugensheng.

If Jiang Zhen wanted to, the head of the Quanxing Sect leader would explode like a rotten watermelon in the next second.

Jiang Zhen looked at Zuo Ruotong, who was leaning back in his armchair with his hands hanging limply at his sides. His once ethereal demeanor was gone, replaced by the weariness of an old man.

Zuo Ruotong also looked at Jiang Zhen, his eyes revealing an indescribable weariness and helplessness. He sighed deeply and said:

"Junior brother, I'm sorry."

"I originally invited you to discuss the Dao... but I never expected..."

Zuo Ruotong originally had a lot to say about the truth of "Triple Rebirth".

But when he looked around at his disciples, whose faces were streaked with tears and whose eyes were filled with worry, he finally stopped.

Zuo Ruotong took a breath and looked again at the half-dead Wugensheng beside her, and said slowly:

"Junior brother...please let them go."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhen raised an eyebrow slightly but remained silent.

Zuo Ruotong continued, "Today's events... were entirely caused by my momentary greed. Although Wugensheng and the others had made a mistake by trespassing through the mountains, this outcome... is ultimately my own doing, and I have no one to blame but myself."

Jiang Zhen looked at the withered old man in the chair. He was silent for a moment, then waved his hand and said:

"Senior brother, you've misunderstood."

"I just think that guy's 'I'm the only one who knows the truth' attitude is just too annoying."

Jiang Zhen's gaze lingered on Wu Gensheng for half a second before shifting to Li Muxuan, who was huddled behind a pillar.

Li Muxuan felt that gaze and suddenly shivered.

But in Jiang Zhen's eyes, this evil child of Quanxing was indeed a trigger, a thread that ignited the fuse in the entire tragedy of the Sanyi Sect.

But if you really think about it, the biggest thing he did at the Sanyi Gate was kneeling there.

Jiang Zhen had no interest in disciplining a spoiled child.

Wugensheng stood at a distance, trying his best to calm the surging blood and qi in his body.

"Li Muxuan, stop pretending to be dead. Come here and help me up," Wugensheng shouted through the cracks.

Just as Li Muxuan stood up, trembling, Jiang Zhen's voice came over:

"Did I let you go?"

Wugensheng froze.

He slowly turned his head and looked at Jiang Zhen with the only eye that could still be opened.

"Master Jiang... you've lost your teeth, and you're still angry? How about I give you a slap on the other side of your face too?" Wu Gengsheng's voice was terribly lisping, making it sound extremely comical.

Jiang Zhen ignored him and turned to look at Zuo Ruotong, his expression softening slightly.

Zuo Ruotong is in very poor condition. With the complete retreat of the "Reverse Life" state, he had been using Reverse Life for many years to suppress his hidden injuries. Now, coupled with the enormous energy and spirit consumed by using Reverse Life for so many years, various aftereffects are beginning to appear.

"Shall we talk somewhere else?"

Zuo Ruotong was taken aback for a moment, then understood what Jiang Zhen meant.

“Alright, Si Chong, Cheng Zhen, come with me and take Wu Gensheng to the back mountain.”

With Chengzhen's help, Zuo Ruotong stood up with difficulty. He waved to the disciples behind him, "Disperse, everyone, go back to your rooms to review."

"By the way, you must not lay a hand on Li Muxuan!" Zuo Ruotong's words made the disciples who were preparing to deal with Li Muxuan shout "Yes!" in unison.

Behind the Sanyi Gate, there is a cave, which is usually where Zuo Ruotong secluded himself to meditate.

At this moment, Zuo Ruotong sat in the main seat, his whole body shrouded in a wide Taoist robe, making him appear exceptionally thin. His skin was wrinkled, his eyes were cloudy, and the loss of vitality was visible to the naked eye.

Si Chong and Cheng Zhen stood on either side of Zuo Ruotong behind her.

Si Chong's eyes were fixed on Wu Gensheng, who was sitting on the ground opposite him, half of his face still swollen.

"Rootless".

Zuo Ruotong spoke, his voice calm and even composed.

“In that barrier, you showed me the truth. I don’t blame you for this. It was my incompetence, Zuo Ruotong, that led me astray.”

"Even at the third level..."

"Senior brother!" Si Chong couldn't help but call out, interrupting Zuo Ruotong's continued speech, his voice trembling with tears.

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"Senior brother, please use your profound energy again!"

With a heavy thud, Si Chong knelt down directly in front of Zuo Ruotong, his eyes bloodshot, his forehead slamming heavily onto the cold ground.

"Senior brother, you are in such a state now... as long as you are willing to circulate your internal energy again, you will definitely recover! I beg you!" Si Chong's voice trembled violently.

Chengzhen also knelt down, and this usually composed eldest disciple burst into tears: "Yes, Master, I am incompetent and have not yet been able to truly serve you. I wish I could stay by your side and listen to your teachings for a few more years!"

Zuo Ruotong looked at the two people on the ground, a hint of heartache in his eyes, but more so a calm acceptance born of understanding. He coughed violently a few times, raised his hand, and weakly pressed it, his voice terribly hoarse.

"Let me...let me finish speaking first."

Although Si Chong and Cheng Zhen were extremely unwilling, they could only grit their teeth and stop crying, raising their heads to stare intently at their sect leader.

Zuo Ruotong stretched out a finger and pointed tremblingly at Wugensheng, who was sitting in the corner with one side of his face swollen like a pig's head.

“He told me a lot inside that barrier.”

"Wugensheng said that after hearing the name of the method 'Reverse Rebirth Triple', he knew that this path... would not lead to heaven."

Upon hearing this, Si Chong suddenly turned to look at Wu Gengsheng, his eyes filled with murderous intent. Wu Gengsheng shrank back, his mouth agape, but he didn't dare to speak. He just cowered behind Jiang Zhen.