The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple

Initially, the other party claimed his surname was Zhou, making him think he was a descendant of the Zhou Family at the bottom of the Eight Great Families.

But then, seeing the thirty thousand Spirit Seals and the terrifyingly pure Purple Gold Thunder, he suspected it was the True Inheritor from the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect among the three great sects.

And now...

Li Wusheng stared at the Blood Phoenix Illusion that covered the sky and earth, his throat tightening.

Such a powerful Phoenix-type Divine Technique - could it be the person before him is from the supreme Celestial Phoenix Palace?

He’s not a Loose Cultivator at all?

Because, it’s rumored in the Celestial Phoenix Palace, there are Inscription Level Divine Techniques, and more than just one!

Zhou Qing ignored Li Wusheng’s astonishment, simply raising his right hand slowly, his long index finger pointing at the opponent like a sharp sword.

Five brilliant Feathers on the chest of the Blood Phoenix suddenly fell, transforming into five blood-colored streams of light, instantly entering his fingertips.

In the blink of an eye, the world fell silent.

That seemingly ordinary finger now seemed to bear the weight of the entire world.

A hint of blood light flickered at the fingertip, the surrounding space began to twist and collapse, forming countless tiny spatial vortices.

Li Wusheng was horrified to discover that the Spiritual Power around him was uncontrollably flowing toward that finger, as if even the Laws of Heaven and Earth were yielding to that single point.

"Die!"

With this soft shout, a thread-thin bloodline shot out from Zhou Qing’s fingertip.

This bloodline appeared weak, yet it made Li Wusheng feel an unprecedented threat of death.

All his hairs stood on end, disregarding his pain, he frantically formed Sealing signs: "Explode!"

A perfect-level Four-Color Array and Inscription Level Divine Technique simultaneously exploded!

"Boom——!!!"

In the earth-shattering explosion, the entire wasteland seemed to be smashed down by an invisible giant hand.

The ground instantly collapsed a hundred zhang, forming a huge crater with a diameter of several tens of li.

The violent energy storm directly tore a terrifying hole, a thousand zhang in diameter, in the clouds in the sky.

It was unclear how much time had passed, when the dust slightly dispersed, a bloodied figure staggered out from the crater.

Zhou Qing’s current appearance was terrible—skin torn in a large area, with bones exposed in several places.

But strangely, there was no blood flowing from the wounds, instead, there was a faint golden Buddha Light swirling.

Behind him, there was a vague Buddha illusion appearing intermittently, amidst Sanskrit chanting, broken bones were healing at a visible speed.

At the other end of the crater, Li Wusheng sat paralyzed in a pile of ruins.

Half of his body had already turned into charcoal, and the remaining parts were covered in hideous wounds.

Most striking was the bowl-sized blood hole in his chest—pierced by that bloodline.

"Cough cough..." Li Wusheng spewed blood foam, looking with terror at the Buddha illusion behind Zhou Qing, "Are you from the two temples? Jiyuan Temple or Wuxiang Temple?"

"I am just myself." Zhou Qing’s voice was terribly hoarse, "None of the ones you guessed."

He raised his hand and grasped emptily, a dim Purple Gold Thunder Spear condensed once again.

Despair finally appeared in Li Wusheng’s eyes.

He suddenly laughed madly: "Hahaha... What a ’I am just myself’! I have roamed Nanhuang State for three thousand eight hundred years, and unexpectedly, I fall into the hands of a junior like you today!"

The laughter abruptly stopped.

The Purple Gold Thunder Spear turned into a dazzling electric light, piercing through the hollow of his chest in an instant.

Li Wusheng’s wrinkled face suddenly froze, his mouth still curved in a crazed smile.

He slowly lowered his head, looking at the spear tip protruding from his chest, the purple-gold Thunder Arc rampaging within him, obliterating all his internal organs.

"Ha...ha..." He emitted a leaking sound from his throat, his clouded eyes gradually losing their luster.

The Blood Wing Illusion behind Zhou Qing expanded, enveloping Li Wusheng’s corpse.

When the blood wings opened again, three fist-sized Blood Phoenix Tribulation Crystals floated in the air, emitting a bizarre glow.

And with the fall of the Spirit Severing Realm expert, overwhelming emotions of obsession erupted.

Thousands of li around were instantly shrouded in dark clouds, completely covering the sun.

Zhou Qing suddenly spat out black blood, dizzy and disoriented, he urgently inspected himself internally, discovering the poison had invaded his heart veins.

"So powerful a poison..." He gritted his teeth, mobilizing the Spiritual Power and Blood Qi stored in the Golden Flower within the Four Flowers Gathering at the Crown, finally suppressing the spread of the poison.

Right now, he must quickly find a safe place to detoxify.

This corrosive spirit miasma is extremely sinister, and the longer it’s delayed, the greater the damage to the foundation.

He raised a hand to collect the three suspended Blood Phoenix Tribulation Crystals, then captured Li Wusheng’s Storage Bag.

Looking at the scene before him, Zhou Qing couldn’t help but feel mixed emotions.