Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

With a flash of a rainbow light, one hundred and thirty experts of the Shadow Part suddenly died!    

    

Zheng Dong's strength had already reached the third limit of domain level. Although he was only at the early domain level, he had experienced quite a few large and small formations. However, he had never seen such a ridiculous situation before.    

    

He hadn't been able to clearly see what had happened just now. He only vaguely remembered that his opponent seemed to have raised his heavy sword. After swinging his sword, the 130 combination attack techniques could be considered domain level and above masters, they were all killed in one move!    

    

He did not have time to think about it, nor had he ever felt such fear. He could clearly feel the terrifying aura of death locking onto him like a descending death god. He did not even dare to breathe or breathe.    

    

He had a feeling that if he moved, what awaited him would be an apocalyptic slaughter. This came from his body's sense of danger. Although it was similar to an illusion, Zheng Dong did not dare to doubt it.    

    

"Too terrifying."    

    

Ku Zhu opened his eyes in a daze and murmured in a voice that only he could hear.    

    

"This is …" Rainbow Killing Sword... This little monk thought that once you stepped into domain level subversion, you would become a rare expert. However, under this sword, everything was fleeting. If this little monk could learn it, then wouldn't that mean that you would be killed in the future? "Ugh …" "Lord Buddha, this little monk spoke wrongly."    

    

At this moment, Zheng Dong did not dare to move, but his mind was extremely clear. Even his thinking was very agile.    

    

That shocking rainbow … So familiar...    

    

When they were talking about the Dao of Assassination, the tower lord had once told them that if they were to practice the Dao of Assassination to the extreme, they could reach the highest realm and kill whoever they wanted!    

    

The so-called Realm of Strong Killing was not a frontal battle, it was still in the range of assassination and ambushing. As for what Realm of Strong Killing was, even the Tower Lord himself could not figure it out, but he could still vaguely remember that the State of Strong Killing only had one move, after that move, it was all annihilated!    

    

Could it be that the flash of light just now belonged to the legendary realm of killing?    

    

"You … Who the hell are you? That was … The strong killing realm of the Dao of Assassination? "You, who are you …"    

    

Zheng Dong's voice was slightly hoarse, but it was especially clear on the rooftop.    

    

Suddenly, the one hundred and thirty corpses lying on the ground soundlessly shattered, transforming into white particles the size of soybeans, slowly rising, drifting about, collapsing, and dissipating like holy snowflakes.    

    

Seeing this scene, not only Zheng Dong, even Ku Zhu was in a state of shock. Amidst the dense granules, a faint, cold voice sounded.    

    

"Is the Shadow Tower and the Congress involved? You actually know about the strong killing realm of the Dao of Assassination. "    

    

Zhang Yang walked over step by step. He was still the same as before, expressionless, with a pair of extremely deep and calm eyes, "Then you should be clear that you are dead."    

    

Sou sou!    

    

At this moment, two sturdy figures appeared on the rooftop. It was Leng Xiao and Mei Mei. They were covered in blood and were supporting each other. When they saw Zheng Dong, their eyes turned red.    

    

"Bastard, I'll kill you …"    

    

As he said this, the two of them were about to rush over. However, they had only taken two steps when they stopped. This was because there was a series of weird coos coming from Zheng Dong on the rooftop.    

    

He saw Zheng Dong, who was fine a moment ago, holding his throat with one hand and pointing at Zhang Yang with the other. His eyes were wide open as he opened his mouth to speak, but what came out was only a gurgling sound.    

    

"You … "You …"    

    

Zheng Dong's face was filled with fear. In the eyes of Leng Xiao and Mei Mei who were confused, large amounts of blood gushed out from the palm of his hand that was covering his throat. A head on his chest suddenly tilted to the side and slid off his shoulder.    

    

A light breeze blew in the air, lifting up the lower half of Zheng Dong's body. Even Mei Mei and Leng Xiao, who had faces full of indignation, couldn't help but shiver.    

    

"How is it? Are you alright?"    

    

"I'm fine."    

    

Leng Xiao and Mei Mei shook their heads bitterly at the same time, grief and indignation written all over their faces. "Only three brothers survived …"    

    

Zhang Yang patted their shoulders and said, "Go down and save them first."    

    

Both of them nodded and turned around. Just as they were about to take two steps, a strange sound rang out. They subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound and saw that their souls had left their bodies.    

    

"You … What did you do to me! "    

    

Zheng Dong, who was already dead, opened his eyes wide in shock and tried his best to look up.    

    

Even a monk like Ku Zhu couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle when he saw this scene. He muttered "Immeasurable Sky Sovereign" like a lunatic. As for the cold face and Mei Mei, their bodies were completely stiff.    

    

"This guy's body has been mechanically transformed."    

    

Hearing this, Leng Xiao and Mei Mei nodded dumbly. Their bodies involuntarily shivered as they supported each other as they quickly left.    

    

"Almsgiver Zhang, he …"    

    

Ku Zhu did not believe Zhang Yang's words just now. Even though it was just a modification, it was still beyond the human realm. No one could possibly survive after losing their head.    

    

Zhang Yang didn't reply, instead he squatted down, grabbed Zheng Dong's head, and stared straight at him. "I only ask you once, where are Zong Jiu Shou and Han Feipeng locked up?"    

    

"My Head... "My head …"    

    

Zheng Dong was completely overwhelmed by fear. After hearing Zhang Yang's words, he looked straight at him and yelled with a tearing voice, "You demon, what did you do to me? My head …"    

    

"Looks like I should wake you up."    

    

As he said that, Zhang Yang's palm struck the top of his head, and immediately, a thick mass of Dark Light appeared on the bottom of Zheng Dong's head. Ku Zhu did not know what that Dark Light was, but he was sure of one thing, it was beyond the fear of life and death.    

    

"Ah!"    

    

Zheng Dong, who only had his head left, suddenly howled miserably. He did not understand, and he could not understand.    

    

Why was he still alive!    

    

Why was it painful!?    

    

Why!    

    

What had happened at that very moment was completely beyond his comprehension.    

    

"Zhang Shi..." Uh, no, Zhang Xiao, no, Zhang Zhang Zhang, he, he... Will it hurt? " Ku Zhu's voice was a little harsh.    

    

This was truly hard for him to believe. If a person's head was separated from their body, how could they still live? What was even more incomprehensible was that this fellow would still feel pain?    

    

"The pain comes from thinking. The area controlled by his neural field allows him to live temporarily."    

    

The control area of the brain region?    

    

Ku Zhu thought for a long time and finally remembered what Zhang Yang meant by 'control area'.    

    

That legendary area where only the Buddha and the deities could appear?    

    

For a moment, Ku Zhu was stunned. However, his eyes became brighter and brighter when he looked at Zhang Yang. He couldn't even feel it himself.    

    

"I'll say it!" I say! They are imprisoned in the underground laboratory of the Jinghua City Shadow Tower … "    

    

"Underground laboratory?" Zhang Yang's expression twitched. To get to the Jinghua City from the deserted island, even using the earth core elevator would take 3 hours. He then coldly asked, "How can we reach there the fastest?"    

    

"I... "I don't know …"    

    

Zhang Yang raised his arm and grabbed his neck with one hand. The strange thing was, Zheng Dong actually spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes were filled with endless fear.    

    

"How do I get there!"    

    

"There's a miniature Void Divine Boat in the underground chamber of the villa …"    

    

Zhang Yang did not say anything else. He stretched out his hand and drew three lines in the air. They directly imprinted them onto Zheng Dong's head and neck. He then threw them towards Ku Zhu with a bang.    

    

"Take it, help me go down and save them. I know that Hanging Temple is an accomplishment that surpasses others in the field of healing."    

    

"Immeasurable..." "God damn Buddha …"    

    

Ku Zhu subconsciously used his hands to borrow Zheng Dong's head. His hands trembled and he almost threw them out. This was too freaking shocking, even a monk had to recite scriptures!    

    

"Zhang …" He was about to say something, but Zhang Yang was nowhere to be found.    

    

In a small, sealed room, a small figure sat quietly on the bed. It was Little Ye yue.    

    

Little Ye yue's face was a little pale. She hugged her knees like a small adult. Although her eyes tried her best to remain strong, they seemed to be covered by a layer of mist. There were obvious tears stains at the corners of her eyes.    

    

"Grandpa …"    

    

Ye Yue's blinking eyes finally couldn't hold it in anymore. Two streams of tears fell, but they were quickly wiped away by her. "Ye Yue must be strong, she must be strong! "Ye Yue, don't cry. Big brother will definitely come and save us."    

    

The young and tender voice was so stubborn, causing people to feel pity for him.    

    

"Little Ye yue!" An extremely affectionate voice sounded.    

    

Little Ye yue's small body trembled slightly when she heard this. After which, she began to cry like a wronged child.    

    

"Woo woo!"    

    

Zhang Yang didn't know why, but every time he saw Little Ye yue, his heart would tremble. He gently walked forward and rubbed her head, "Don't cry."    

    

"Woo woo!"    

    

Lili's eyes were filled with tears, as if she couldn't believe it. She asked timidly, "Is it true? Wasn't it just Ye Yue's illusion?"    

    

"No, it's true. Big brother is here."    

    

A "wow" sound was heard.    

    

Little Ye yue threw herself into Zhang Yang's arms as if she had been holding herself back for a long time.    

    

"Big brother, I know you will come to save Ye Yue and grandfather."    

    

"Sorry I'm late."    

    

"Big brother, is grandpa injured?"    

    

Little Ye yue hugged Zhang Yang's neck tightly, afraid that he would disappear.    

    

"Don't worry, everything will be fine."    

    

Zhang Yang carried Ye Yue out of the room and walked towards the living room. When he saw Leng Xiao walking over with a woman in her arms, he asked, "Are you alright?"    

    

Coldface forced a smile and said, "He's just mentally stimulated, but Master Ku Zhu has already helped and is fine."    

    

Zhang Yang nodded, and a milky white light shot into the woman's body.    

    

"Zhang Yang." Leng Xiao raised his head and looked at Zhang Yang, saying seriously, "Thank you!"    

    

"Hehe, I've implicated everyone, but don't worry, this time, none of us will survive!"    

    

Leng Xiao remained silent as she nodded her head. Carrying the girl, she walked towards the hall.    

    

Soon, Zhang Yang saw the superwoman, Mei Mei, grimacing in pain. A flash of white light shot into her body and she said, "Gather everyone in the hall. We'll talk after we send everyone out."    

    

"Zhang Yang, if you want to kill someone, you have to call me!" Mei Mei glared with her tiger-like eyes. Even now, she was still holding her breath.    

    

"What about these people? Who will protect you? "    

    

Mei Mei didn't say anything. It seemed that she wanted to say something, but Zhang Yang had already turned around and left.    

    

"Grandfather!"    

    

Seeing Ye Haokong covered in blood, Little Ye yue broke free from Zhang Yang's embrace and ran over while crying.    

    

Behind him, Zhang Yang's eyes constantly flashed as if he was trying hard to suppress the screams in his heart.    

    

"Very good, it seems like I will have to play a game of string burning."    

    

At this moment, Ku Zhu, who was talking about Amitabha, walked over with Zheng Dong's head and bared his teeth. He wanted to ask Zhang Yang what to do with this guy and let him, an ascetic, carry this thing.    

    

"Lord Buddha, this little monk has no intention of killing. Please enlighten me …"    

    

He was mumbling to himself when he saw Zhang Yang fall into deep thoughts. He seemed to have entered an unknown state. Ku Zhu's eyes suddenly lit up. Immediately, two faint golden dots of light flashed in his eyes as he looked over in expectation.    

    

Instantly.    

    

An indescribable feeling of majesty wrapped around him in an instant.    

    

He saw millions of demons wailing and wailing. He saw countless vengeful spirits shrieking miserably as they were destroyed. He even saw the space shattering and collapsing …    

    

Feeling this heartless coldness and unimaginable strength, Ku Zhu felt as if he could see this person ruthlessly ripping everything in the universe apart with a wave of his hand. His mind was trembling, his soul was trembling.    

    

"What's the matter?"    

    

Zhang Yang was still Zhang Yang, everything was still the same, as if what he saw just now was only an illusion. But he did not think that it was an illusion, he once again thought of the galaxies shattering, and at that moment, his Spiritual Power actually grew a little.    

    

"Nothing, nothing …"    

    

After the fear disappeared, Ku Zhu's eyes flashed with an indescribable light. His entire body was trembling, not out of fear, but out of excitement. Even he himself did not know why he was so excited.    

    

Zhang Yang did not say a word and slightly pondered.    

    

The Evil Qi that had been raised for who knows how many years suddenly had a hole ripped in it. If it was before, Zhang Yang would need to spend a lot of time to suppress it or kill people, but he easily suppressed it just now.    

    

Was it because of the Fate Wheel?    

    

Zhang Yang shook his head and pushed this incomprehensible question out of his mind.    

    

"Great Master, just now, this little monk felt a monstrous, ruthless intent …" Ku Zhu finally couldn't hold back his curiosity.    

    

"Oh, nothing." Zhang Yang said lightly, "It's the Evil Qi that I raised."    

    

In fact, he wasn't actively nurturing them. Rather, every time he fell into a deep sleep, he would go crazy. Even he himself didn't know how many people he would have to kill before he could stop.    

    

"Nurturing Evil Qi?" Ku Zhu blinked and asked, "How many years of Evil Qi?"    

    

Zhang Yang turned around and looked straight at him. Suddenly, a strange smile appeared on his face.    

    

"20,000 years, do you believe it!?"