PDLP Chapter 830 Instant Kill and Deterrence
Chapter 830 Instant Kill and Deterrence
Even after all these years, Zecheng's protective formation remains incredibly formidable, capable of weakening the intensity of divine punishment to some extent.
The moment Zhao Mu emerged from the ruins following the black dragon's movement, the tribulation clouds, which had originally covered only a few miles in radius, instantly swelled to tens or even nearly a hundred miles in radius, and the density and intensity of the lightning also increased significantly.
The once clear blue sky over the Black Sand Sea was now completely shrouded in ominous clouds, as if the world were about to end.
After hearing Zhao Mu's reminder, Yanlan and the others retreated to a distance as quickly as possible. Not only them, but those who had survived from Zecheng also fled in panic.
No one wants to be shrouded in calamity; who knows if this divine punishment will also target them?
Most of the people present were self-aware and knew very well that they had no chance of withstanding such divine punishment.
“This, this, this…”
Jia Zheng stared in shock, finally understanding why Zhao Mu had warned them to leave quickly – the intensity of the Heavenly Punishment could actually increase!
This is almost as impressive as a Tribulation Transcending Realm expert undergoing tribulation.
"Little Sword King, is Fellow Daoist Zhao really alright?"
Mo Qiusheng swallowed hard, looking at Yanlan with some uncertainty.
"Believe him!"
Yanlan took a deep breath and looked at the scene that seemed to be the end of the world. She also felt a little insecure.
She glanced around at the onlookers, her brows furrowing slightly. Indeed, no one dared to approach during the tribulation, but what would happen after the tribulation clouds dissipated? There was a high probability that Zhao Mu would be severely injured.
Wealth can move people's hearts. The scene of Zhao Mu slaughtering everyone in Zecheng and taking away the Qiankun Ring was witnessed by many others, not just by a few of them.
The number of casualties in Sawa Castle was not large; there were more than 150 people present.
In other words, apart from them, everyone else was an enemy.
"Little Sword King, after the Heavenly Punishment is over, you can take Fellow Daoist Zhao and leave. Leave the rest to us."
"Yes, Little Sword King, we'll cover the rear."
"Yes, even if it costs us our lives, we will help Fellow Daoist Zhao escape alive today."
Jia Zheng and the others spoke up one after another.
"you......"
Yanlan really wanted to say that you can't stop them at all, but in the end she didn't say it. She just said calmly, "Let's see how things go first!"
She prayed in her heart that Zhao Mu had anticipated all possible scenarios before making this decision, and had already prepared a way out after surviving the heavenly punishment.
Rumble~
The divine punishment was terrifying; one after another, bright white lightning bolts fell, illuminating the entire Black Sand Sea.
Zhao Mu's condition visibly deteriorated.
Yanlan's spirited eyes flickered incessantly as her thoughts struggled fiercely, and finally she let out a deep sigh.
Hey ~
About fifteen minutes later, as the final heavenly punishment descended, the tribulation clouds began to dissipate.
Zhao Mu's condition was also extremely bad; he was almost on the verge of death.
"Little Sword King, take Zhao Mu away, we'll cover the rear."
Almost the instant the calamity clouds began to dissipate, the surrounding hundred-plus people, at least nearly a hundred, transformed into ravenous wolves and tigers ready to devour their prey, their eyes turning bloodshot.
Jia Zheng, Mo Qiusheng, and the others, holding the ninth-grade spiritual artifacts borrowed by Zhao Mu, scanned their surroundings with expressions of resignation to their fate.
Yanlan rushed forward and helped the weak Zhao Mu up, scolding him, "You bastard, you're really too reckless. You know that your condition will be very bad after the tribulation, but you still dare to undergo the tribulation in front of so many people."
"..."
Zhao Mu looked at Yan Lan with some surprise. To be honest, he was quite taken aback.
He thought that Yanlan would abandon him in the face of so many people, but to his surprise, she stepped forward immediately. Even Mo Qiusheng and others stood by his side and faced everyone head-on.
To put it bluntly, if they were to cover the rear, they would almost certainly face certain death.
"This time, it's what you owe me."
Just as Zhao Mu was wondering about his companions' choice, Yan Lan took out a pill from her Qiankun Ring and quickly stuffed it into his mouth.
The medicinal effects exploded instantly.
Zhao Mu himself was a seventh-grade alchemist and knew the most about pills. The pill that Yan Lan fed him was extraordinary, and its effect was not much worse than that of the Purple Rhyme Divine Spring.
In other words, this pill must be at least of Earth grade. It goes without saying how precious a pill of this level is to someone at the Fourth Extreme Realm.
Perhaps this was something left to her by a powerful figure from the Amorous Sword Sect to save her life.
"Keep pretending. When they surround us, let's join forces and kill a few of them as quickly as possible. Otherwise, we'll have a hard time leaving unscathed today."
Hearing this, Zhao Mu smiled.
Yanlan actually had the same idea as him.
In fact, he had anticipated this situation long ago, but he was not worried about his condition after the tribulation at all, because with the Purple Spring as his support, he could recover to his peak condition in a very short time.
Killing a few people and then retreating safely isn't a big problem.
However, before he could carry out this plan, Yanlan fed him the pill first.
"But I did meet a few kind and righteous people."
While feeling somewhat gratified, Zhao Mu also had some other thoughts.
No sooner said than done, people immediately gathered around.
"Little Sword King, we won't make things difficult for you. Just hand over the Qiankun Ring on that guy, and we'll leave."
"Yes, hand it over!"
"..."
So many Qiankun Rings, and they even came from the Cang family, that almost everyone present was envious.
"Little Sword King, take Zhao Mu and go first, we..."
Before Jia Zheng could even utter the words "bring the rear guard," a flash of blood appeared before him. The man who had just spoken first, forcing them to hand over Zhao Mu's Qiankun Ring, was already dead.
Blood flashed one after another, and the people who had shouted the loudest just moments before all died instantly at the hands of Zhao Mu and Little Sword King.
"This, this, this..."
Mo Qiusheng, Jia Zheng, and the others were stunned for a moment, then overjoyed, because Zhao Mu was not only not on the verge of death, but was also terrifyingly strong. Half of the people who had just been killed were at the Fourth Extreme Realm.
Although there was suspicion of a sneak attack, the fact that Zhao Mu and Little Sword King could kill so many people in an instant is enough to prove their formidable strength.
Among those of the same rank, killing enemies is as easy as slaughtering chickens and dogs.
"You...you're alright?"
Everyone was startled by the scene and instinctively took a half step back. The nearly one hundred people came from more than ten teams, each with their own agendas, making it impossible for them to unite. They were all afraid that they would be the next ones to have their throats slit.
"Humph~"
Zhao Mu chuckled and beckoned to the crowd, "You want my Qiankun Ring, right? Come on, take it yourself."
"What? Don't you dare anymore?"
Nine Qiankun Rings floated in Yanlan's palm, belonging to the people who had just been killed.
Everyone turned and left without a word.