Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

C681 Sporadic



C681 Sporadic

Dead!    

    

Not only that, the legendary spokesperson of Upper Master Zhan Tai was also turned into a human tombstone.    

    

No one dared to move. All of their attention was focused on the young man who was slowly walking forward. With every step he took, the pressure on space lessened, and people's emotions uncontrollably moved along with him.    

    

When he walked to the side of Han Laosan and Wei Nan, the atmosphere in the room seemed to have become relaxed and lively. A faint smile appeared on Zhang Yang's face that he hadn't seen for a long time.    

    

They did not speak, but a voice resounded in their minds.    

    

"Let's go, we need to leave this place."    

    

Seeing the smile at the corner of his mouth and hearing the kindness in his tone, the two of them felt a warmth they hadn't felt in a long time. Just like when they were young, the two old men's eyes were slightly moist as they nodded their heads heavily.    

    

They knew that now was not the time to let Miao Qing know the truth. After all, he was the marshal of the army and had a lot of scruples.    

    

"Zhang Yang!"    

    

A slightly trembling voice came over. It was Gu Miaoshan. She looked straight at Zhang Yang's back with a complicated expression. She pondered for a moment and said, "Zhan Taixuan will appear very soon."    

    

Although Gu Miaoshan was shocked by Hu Minglie, the second week, and the deaths of Bitterness and Sading, she was only shocked. However, if he were to kill Divine Envoy, he would definitely be directly facing Zhan Taixuan, the only god under the starry sky.    

    

"Well?" The three of them did not stop. Zhang Yang's voice sounded faintly, "I don't mind killing her again."    

    

Hearing this.    

    

Gu Miaoshan's delicate body trembled slightly with a face full of shock. When these words entered her ears, it even surpassed Zhang Yang's previous actions.    

    

"Kill her again …"    

    

Didn't this mean that this fellow had once killed Zhan Taixuan before? Was he already this strong?    

    

Gu Miaoshan didn't think Zhang Yang would lie because there was no need, but … Zhan Taixuan was a genuine god, an existence that even the gods revered.    

    

She couldn't help but think of the many rumors Undying Evil Emperor had left behind in the forty-nine realms. He had slaughtered the Beauty King, slaughtered the Archangel Chief and exterminated Yaksha the Great …    

    

Gu Miaoshan did not know how terrifying Zhan Taixuan was, nor did she know the extent of Zhang Yang's strength. However, she was certain that if Zhang Yang's real body were to fight against Zhan Taixuan's avatar, it was possible that he would be killed.    

    

The three of them silently walked away, but the place was still silent. The Lady Boss's delicate body never stopped trembling, while Bai Kaixin and Smiling Shadow were completely scared out of their wits and couldn't even stand up.    

    

For a full three minutes, no one dared to speak, only a deathly silence. The grayish-white powder gently caressed the air, as if they were bone dust floating in the air.    

    

Even though that youth had disappeared, the scene from today had left an indelible mark in their minds. It could not be driven away, it could not be cast away, it was just like a nightmare.    

    

A long time later.    

    

Hong Fei then gathered up his courage and cautiously approached while trembling. He stammered, "Old, Old Marshal, what … what should we do?"    

    

It was not that he was not strong enough, nor that his heart was weak in bearing. Rather, the scene that he saw today had already surpassed his comprehension. He was unable to understand it.    

    

"I don't know what to do, but …" This time it's going to be a mess. "    

    

Monitoring Department at Wei Dong, Special Operations Guard Army, Defense Minister Hu Minglie, Shadow Tower's Twin Tower Masters, Second Prince of Judgment Station for the second week, Hanging Temple Grief, Salar Palace Sading, and Monitoring Department totaling over twenty thousand people, all dead, not a single one remaining.    

    

Miao Fengyue felt dizzy. He knew that he couldn't hide it from the public. It was really hard to imagine what kind of sensation it would cause if it was spread out.    

    

"Damn it!"    

    

Miao Fengyue cursed, but his tone was complicated. As the commander of the three armies, he was furious to see his Monitoring Department destroyed.    

    

However, as a core member of Martial Merit Alliance, he was very excited to see Wei Dong, Hu Minglie and the rest being killed. He had wanted to kill all of them long ago, but he did not dare.    

    

The reason that Martial Merit Alliance existed was to protect humans and resist all kinds of external powers. People like Wei Dong, the guards, and Hu Minglie were willing to betray their ancestors and betray humanity, and that had always been the goal of Martial Merit Alliance. It was just that they never had the chance to make a move.    

    

The nineteen members of Federal Congress were all split into two factions. One of them had their guild leader supporting the Light of Immortality, while the other had Miao Fengyue as their leader. They were very clear that the result of the transformation would completely deviate from the human bloodline, so it wouldn't be excessive to call them animals.    

    

The other exception was Gu Miaoshan, who was a neutral person.    

    

Thinking about Gu Miaoshan, Miao Fengyue's brows furrowed. He immediately cast his gaze over and asked with a deep tone, "Department Head Gu, do you know that person called Zhang Yang?"    

    

Gu Miaoshan stood there quietly with her eyes fixed on the direction Zhang Yang left in. After hearing Zhang Yang's words, she said faintly, "He's called … "Zhang Yang …"    

    

Gu Miaoshan's expression was complicated as she spoke those words, unable to utter any other words.    

    

"Why would he do that?"    

    

"Why?    

    

Does Evil Emperor need a reason to do something? Do you need it? However, after thinking for a moment, Gu Miaoshan still answered faintly, "He said this is his hometown and that Homo Clan is his family. No one is allowed to invade his hometown or his family, no one is allowed."    

    

Hearing this.    

    

Miao Fengyue was puzzled. He thought for a while and was pleasantly surprised. Just as he was about to continue, he was stopped. Gu Miaoshan tossed the chip and left.    

    

"Old Marshal, this might be useful to you."    

    

Miao Fengyue did not immediately look at the A.I. Chip's information, but instead gave a rather sad order.    

    

"Let's go through the notifications one by one to claim the corpses!"    

    

"..."    

    

Jinghua City, Profound Magnetic Mountain.    

    

Zhang Yang raised his arm and drew a few lines in the air. After rippling, he walked straight in.    

    

Back then, when the Profound Magnetic Mountain had exploded, it was only the outermost palace. The others were all used by Zhang Yang as a Talisman Array to hide in this place.    

    

Han Feipeng and Zong Jiu Shou had already been sent out by him to pick them up. Taking advantage of this time, he decided to carefully study the strangeness of his body.    

    

Zhang Yang walked straight into a room in the fifth hall. He sat cross-legged with his hands on his knees. In the blink of an eye, his heart stopped beating and his breathing stopped. He was completely lifeless as he sat there as if he had been dead for a very, very long time.    

    

A moment later, his body began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye. In an instant, he became a tiny, tiny, half-foot-long figure. His expression was solemn and solemn, as if he was a master sitting in silence.    

    

A long time later.    

    

His body didn't change, but his eyes slowly opened. His originally young and tender face now had an endless vicissitudes of life. His eyes seemed at a loss, as if he were puzzled, as if he were someone who lost his memories.    

    

Closing his eyes, his heart began to beat faster and his body started to grow stronger. It was as if countless years had gone by in a frenzy. In an instant, he had regained his youthful appearance.    

    

After a deep breath, Zhang Yang slowly opened his eyes and regained his vitality.    

    

His eyes were no longer at a loss. They no longer had any vicissitudes of life, but they were abnormally calm, calm to the point of being somewhat terrifying.    

    

"This won't do!"    

    

Zhang Yang looked doubtful as he mumbled, "This space is simply unable to condense a Fate Plane. Space is too fragile. Don't tell me that I have to enter the 49th world to condense it?"    

    

Furthermore, what he couldn't understand was that the killing intent transformed by the Evil Qi wasn't in his sea of consciousness, but was actually all gathered in the circle of Fate Wheel.    

    

Zhang Yang couldn't understand why it would turn out like this!    

    

A mixture of happiness and sorrow!    

    

He was worried about this kind of unknown that was difficult for him to grasp, as well as the terror of the Order Trial that would appear once every time he agglomerated. He could lose himself in the mysteries of space at any time.    

    

He was overjoyed because if he was able to condense his killing intent into his fate plan, then what kind of terrifying existence would he be then? If he were to evolve into a divine spark, wouldn't that be the legendary god of death?    

    

Furthermore, there was a very serious problem that worried Zhang Yang.    

    

The last time he condensed the Fate Wheel, after experiencing the Order Trial, he felt that his body and mind had become very weak. At that time, he didn't pay any attention to it.    

    

This type of weakness was very strange. It was as if his own strength was getting weaker and weaker, while the Spiritual Power was getting weaker and weaker.    

    

He always felt that it was very weak and loose, or that the Spiritual Power and body had not changed, but this body became infinitely large.    

    

His entire being seemed to have degenerated.    

    

It was not regressive in terms of age, but it was regressive in terms of growth. He even suspected that the next time he tried to condense his fate, he would become an infant and not be able to return.    

    

He thought of another problem. In the past, when he had experienced forty-nine Order Trial, he would always fall into deep sleep.    

    

Could it be that the reason why the Order Trial had not been tempered these two times was because of this reason?    

    

He couldn't figure it out, even if he couldn't understand it.    

    

However, he had already come to the initial conclusion that the rainbow colored light emitted from his body's acupoint was just to attract Eight Heavenly Dragons, but the power derived from the "Star Shifting Arts" was not strength, but a type of might. It was a type of special power used to suppress the Eight Heavenly Dragons.    

    

This kind of energy that was higher than eight elements, and it was even not within the body of the alchemist. This was the only way to intimidate and tame the dragon's might of the Eight Heavenly Dragons.    

    

Now, the Eight Heavenly Dragons's combined power, the Evil Qi's transformed killing intent, were all trapped in the Fate Wheel, and the Fate Wheel was formed from that mysterious energy. Not only could it intimidate the eight phase element of the Eight Heavenly Dragons, it could even suppress such a terrifying killing intent.    

    

However, the situation he was in right now was very special, as if all of his energy was trapped within the Fate Wheel. Now, it seemed that he was only slightly stronger than an ordinary person, as if the energy that was previously scattered around his body had been rashly gathered together.    

    

That was why Zhang Yang had such a strange feeling.    

    

After contemplating for a moment, he shook his head and tossed this question to the back of his mind. He didn't mind adding another strange matter.    

    

He had originally wanted to condense his Fate Plane, but after going through one Order Trial, he was forced to retreat before even one in ten thousand was completed. If he wanted to condense his Fate Plane completely, he would need to experience ten thousand times more Order Trial.    

    

After thinking for a moment, he once again tossed this question to the back of his mind and decided to deal with the matter at hand first before delving into it.    

    


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