blogombal Chapter 102 Ambush
Chapter 102 Ambush
Chapter 102 Ambush
Wang Chong is indeed very powerful. At the fifth level of the Dragon Transformation Realm, he can overcome five smaller levels and fight against some Immortal Platform cultivators.
However, compared to Lu Zhaoshi now, his strength is naturally far inferior.
He kept raising his hand to parry Lu Zhao's palm.
However, after undergoing a complete transformation, Lu Zhao's physical strength surpassed that of many royal bodies, and was even close to that of the Holy Lord.
Wang Chong's physical body is still far inferior to his.
The moment their hands touched, a series of cracking sounds rang out, and at the same time, Wang Chong's arm twisted strangely.
"Ah, you hurt me! You're dead! My brother will definitely kill you!" Wang Chong's face was contorted with pain.
"It's good that your elder brother didn't attack me. If he dared to attack me, I would have killed him anyway," Lu Zhao said calmly.
"You're talking nonsense! My brother couldn't possibly be defeated by you!" Wang Chong roared as he got up and charged at Lu Zhao again.
But just as he stood up, Lu Zhao slapped him away again.
The difference in strength between the two was too great; Wang Chong had absolutely no chance.
After being slapped several times by Lu Zhao, almost all the bones in his body were broken.
In the end, he was almost completely paralyzed, with blood still flowing from his mouth and nose.
Even after being beaten like this, he still kept shouting.
Although his face was very young, the viciousness in his eyes was hard to hide.
"You just wait! You dare to injure me today? My elder brother will never let you get away with this!" Wang Chong roared as he continued.
The two old servants were speechless. They had already been beaten so badly, yet the man was still shouting and yelling. He really didn't know the meaning of death.
Meanwhile, Zixia and the Holy Maiden of Yaochi have joined forces and defeated all the Holy Sons.
Of the fifteen holy sons, not one could withstand even a single move from them.
"Let's kill them all. That's the only way to nip it in the bud," Lu Zhao reminded Yaochi Saintess and Zixia.
"Spare us!" The faces of those holy sons instantly drained of all color.
However, having been pushed too far by these people, Zixia was already seething with anger.
Now that Lu Zhaogang had reminded her, she acted without hesitation.
Anyway, if they kill these people here, no one will know that they did it, and no one can do anything to them.
Seeing those holy sons being killed, even Wang Chong's expression changed completely.
After all, he was only a nine-year-old child. Although he was very ruthless, he was still stunned by the bloody scene.
"Why aren't you yelling anymore? Do you think you're safe just because I said I don't kill the old or the young?" Lu Zhao stared at Wang Chong in his hand, his eyes filled with coldness.
"You said you wouldn't kill the old or the young, are you going to go back on your word?" an old servant said, hoping to save his life.
"I did say that I have principles and will not kill the old or the young, but you are not a child, so you should die." Lu Zhao pointed at an old servant, his eyes shooting out a ray of light.
"You—" The old servant opened his mouth as if to say something.
The light instantly tore apart his brow and pierced through the old servant's soul, bringing his life to an end.
The light formed from those Dao principles then annihilated the old servant's primordial spirit.
The last corpse fell completely to the ground, becoming an embellishment in this wasteland.
"You shameless man! You just said you wouldn't kill the old and the young, how could you go back on your word?!" another old servant cried out in terror.
"You're not a toddler either." Lu Zhao then looked at another old servant, and at the same time pointed a finger at the man's forehead, killing him as well.
The killing of two old servants in succession instilled a deep fear in Wang Chong.
At this age, he already knows what he is doing.
They are only so unscrupulous because they rely on some external things they possess.
He instantly knows what to do if he is in danger.
"I'm only nine years old, still a child. You said you wouldn't kill the old or the young!" Wang Chong shouted quickly, as if he had grasped at a straw.
"You're not an old man either," Lu Zhao simply shook his head.
Just that simple sentence made Wang Chong feel like he was falling into an abyss.
Don't say they're just young or children who don't understand. They actually know everything; they just lack a sense of awe.
"My brother will definitely kill you, and you will definitely die a horrible death in the end—" Wang Chong roared repeatedly at this moment.
Knowing he had no hope of survival, he completely revealed his true nature at that moment.
Lu Zhao calmly extended a finger and tapped it between Wang Chong's eyebrows.
A beam of light shot out and entered Wang Chong's brow.
The next moment, Wang Chong's forehead exploded, and his entire skull was torn apart.
However, within his primordial spirit, there was a special fragment of a Dao talisman that actually protected Lu Zhao's attack, allowing him to survive.
That was a fragment of the Emperor's Symbol of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor, which was pierced during a battle with the Supreme Being.
Now only fragments remain, which Wang Teng gave to his younger brother.
The talisman, carrying Wang Chong's primordial spirit and flesh, rapidly retreated, attempting to help Wang Chong reconstruct his physical body from afar.
Wang Chong's eyes lit up, sensing a glimmer of hope for survival.
However, before he could continue shouting, Lu Zhao had already rushed over at lightning speed.
The speed was too fast; with just one step, it seized control of Wang Chong's mangled body, extinguishing his glimmer of hope.
Lu Zhao then reached out a hand and grabbed at Wang Chong's forehead.
Now that Wang Chong has been suppressed, he is like a chick in his hands, powerless to resist, and can only watch helplessly as the Imperial Seal is taken away.
Ultimately, without the protection of the Emperor's Symbol, Wang Chong's primordial spirit was also casually shattered by Lu Zhao.
After shattering Wang Chong's primordial spirit, Lu Zhao reached out towards Wang Chong's Sea of Bitterness.
Sure enough, in Wang Chong's sea of suffering, he saw many treasures, including a jade bottle containing half a bottle of five-colored blood.
That was Phoenix Blood, which Wang Teng obtained in the ancient cave years ago.
Wang Teng was able to become the Northern Emperor today thanks to these special opportunities.
Aside from the half-bottle of phoenix blood, the rest was some dragon marrow. As for other opportunities, Lu Zhao didn't find any at all.
Ye Fan had already thoroughly investigated all of Wang Chong's other opportunities.
All the remaining opportunities were gifts from Wang Teng.
Although these opportunities are not numerous, their importance is absolutely unimaginable.
Putting aside other opportunities, the phoenix blood alone is precious enough. If used properly, it can transform one's entire being.
After all, both Wang Teng and Wang Chong, the brothers, had reached this level through cultivation using mortal bodies.
Their strength is due to these opportunities that transformed them, allowing them to continuously grow stronger and surpass the King's Body.
Therefore, the improvement brought about by a complete transformation is an improvement that absolutely cannot be ignored.
During the process of transformation, more potential will be unlocked, enabling you to continuously surpass yourself and all your competitors.
After collecting all these opportunities, he casually discarded Wang Chong's corpse.
As for Zixia, all the holy sons have already been dealt with.
Finally, she found a total of three jars of dragon marrow inside the bodies of these holy sons, which was definitely a huge fortune.
"One jar each," Zixia said, handing over two jars of dragon marrow.
"Wang Chong also has a jar of dragon marrow on him. You two can share it." Lu Zhao held up a jar in his hand.
"We have a sect and resources from it, unlike you who has to rely on yourself for everything, so you should keep this jar of dragon marrow." Zixia handed over the dragon marrow.
"Alright, then I'll accept it for now. After you return to Qishi Mansion, remember to come to my cave tonight. I want to use this phoenix blood in conjunction with the Human Desire Path to help you undergo a complete transformation." Lu Zhao accepted the jar of dragon marrow.
"What transformation? You're probably just thinking about doing *that* kind of thing again. I'm definitely not going." Zixia rolled her eyes at Lu Zhao.
"I certainly won't fall for your tricks," the Holy Maiden of Yaochi said seriously.
"Speaking of which, after knowing each other for so long, I still don't know your name. It's not appropriate to keep calling you the Holy Maiden of Yaochi," Lu Zhao said after a moment of contemplation.
Not only Lu Zhao, but probably very few young people in the entire Eastern Wilderness know what the Holy Maiden of Yaochi's real name is.
Even Zixia looked over curiously, wanting to know the name of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi.
"My name is Yunyi." The Holy Maiden of Yaochi didn't hide anything.
"Light and graceful like a cloud, with a temperament as clear and pure as the waters of a jade pool, it's a wonderful name," Lu Zhao couldn't help but praise.
After distributing the spoils, Lu Zhao activated the black gourd, which spewed out a ball of flame that destroyed the corpses.
Meanwhile, in the ancient cave of Qishi Mansion, Wang Teng suddenly awoke from his seclusion.
He then took out a spirit tablet, which belonged to his younger brother, Wang Chong.
However, the spirit tablet is now broken, which means that his younger brother has been killed.
"Who killed my brother?" Wang Teng roared in the ancient cave.
But it's no use. The killer won't suddenly jump out and admit to the murder just because of his roar.
Since the younger brother has been murdered, the murderer must be found.
"Could it be Ye Fan? Although my brother is arrogant, there are very few people in the Qishi Mansion who dare to lay a hand on him. Among his enemies outside, only Ye Fan remains. It must be him," Wang Teng said through gritted teeth.
At this moment, Wang Teng set his sights on Ye Fan, wanting to get rid of him as soon as possible.
After defeating these enemies, Lu Zhao, along with the Holy Maiden of Yaochi and Zixia, headed towards the Qishi Mansion to prepare for serious cultivation.
During this period, all three of them had incredible luck and received huge benefits.
Especially now, Lu Zhao has far too many treasures in his possession.
Many treasures are so precious that even some holy lands are extremely envious of them and may even be tempted to make a move.
As the three approached the vicinity of Qishi Mansion, Lu Zhao noticed something unusual.
Outside the Qishi Mansion, he sensed a chaotic flow of Dao principles.
Many of the principles belong to magic arrays, and there are also Yin-Yang principles mixed in, but you can't find anything by looking at them with the naked eye, and you can't see any abnormalities.
It is evident that members of the Yin-Yang Sect were lying in ambush outside the Qishi Mansion.
Moreover, these people acted very secretly, even setting up an array outside the Qishi Mansion, which was equivalent to spreading a giant net, waiting for Lu Zhao to break in and suppress him in one fell swoop.
Seeing Lu Zhao suddenly stop walking, Yunyi and Zixia both looked at Lu Zhao.
"What's wrong?"
Why do you look so pale?
"There's an ambush here." Lu Zhao looked at Qishi Mansion with a serious expression.
"An ambush? Who's lying in ambush?" Zixia's expression changed completely.
Lu Zhao did not hide anything and told the two of them what he had discovered.
"We can't get into the Qishi Mansion now, what should we do next?" Yaochi Saintess Yunyi asked, at her wit's end.
Even Zixia looked worried, unsure of what to do now.
Even Lu Zhao himself was considering whether or not to enter the Qishi Mansion.
There were three powerful elders and more than ten Sendai-level elders lying in ambush outside the Qishi Mansion.
Forcing our way in is definitely not an option, and using the Immortal-Slaying Gourd here won't work either.
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