Super Divine Daoist Skill-Chapter 225 - 224: Displaying Great Divine Might (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 225: Chapter 224: Displaying Great Divine Might (Please Subscribe)

Under the spiritual eye technique, Bai Ziyue was able to see things far exceeding what ordinary human eyes could perceive.

*Especially since his spiritual eye technique had long formed into Dharma Instinct, everything in the world was almost impossible to escape his insight.*

Moreover, martial artists cultivating was a process of continuously strengthening their own Qi and Blood.

Those who understood the art of restraint concealed their Qi and Blood, which were not obvious, while those who did not understand or deliberately chose not to restrain it, their vigorous Qi and Blood were like bright lights in the dark night, exceptionally dazzling.

At this moment, in Bai Ziyue’s eyes, a surge of Qi and Blood truly looked like wolf smoke, rushing into the void, with a vaguely sharp momentum that seemed capable of tearing the air, brewing and rolling beneath that wolf smoke of Qi and Blood, ready to burst out at any moment.

Within the range enveloped by this momentum, merely being near it would cause one to involuntarily feel a pressure stemming from deep within the heart, rendering the Heart Spirit uneasy.

"The top expert in Wujiang County, even superior to the Gang Leader, the first-class expert, Yang Zhen."

Bai Ziyue knew that the only person in the Government Office capable of having such a momentum and pressure could be none other than the person known as Wujiang County’s top expert, Mr. Yang Zhen.

*However, what caused him to frown was that the last piece of golden paper happened to be in the room of this first-class expert, Yang Zhen.*

"It seems that the previous preparations were futile, to obtain the twelfth piece of golden paper, I won’t be able to avoid a battle with this first-class expert."

Bai Ziyue thought in his heart, yet his body did not hesitate at all, taking steps seemingly treading waves in the void, graceful yet swift.

"Which friend is gracing us with your presence? May I know your guidance?"

As Bai Ziyue approached within fifty meters of the room where Yang Zhen was, a somewhat hoarse voice rang out, sounding like the clashing of gold and iron.

Following that, there was a bang, and a figure quickly rushed out from the room, then with a gentle step, it directly surged onto the rooftop.

"Enemy attack!"

"There’s an assassin!"

Yang Zhen’s voice was like a wave, immediately attracting the attention of countless Government officials, causing chaos in the entire Government Office.

It was also at this moment that Bai Ziyue’s previously ordered hidden Main Souls instantly appeared, starting their assault on the numerous guards or others who were alerted by this.

In an instant, almost the entire Government Office was in chaos.

Bai Ziyue did not respond, extending his hand to beckon, a small golden sword quickly transformed into a streak of light, directly charging forth.

"Spirit Sword Control, an immortal cultivator?"

Yang Zhen exclaimed, his face instantly becoming extremely tense.

He hurriedly swung his sword.

This sword seemed to gather the great power of heaven and earth, as heavy as a mountain. When the long sword descended, it appeared slow, yet it was like the collapse of mountains and rivers, the Yellow River falling, swift and unstoppable.

Sword Momentum, Sword Intent!

Compared to the Sword Momentum of Sunburst Gang’s Gang Leader Celestial Blade Jiangg Tao, Yang Zhen’s Sword Momentum was not only more complete but gradually began to merge with the heavens, as if every sword carried the might of heaven and earth.

This was his self-created move, Sword Merging Heaven and Earth!

In response to this, Bai Ziyue lifted his gaze slightly, the golden small sword rushing forth trembled in the void, even more radiant at that moment, like the blazing sun.

Sunrise Swordsmanship!

Buzz!

The golden small sword trembled, its speed reached a certain extreme, shooting forth.

Poof!

The golden light swept through, and that Sword Merging Heaven and Earth, seemingly capable of slicing everything in the world apart, instantly shattered into pieces.

The golden small sword advanced like breaking bamboo, without the slightest pause.

Yang Zhen’s face changed drastically, a layer of dark light instantly appeared on his body, like armor, protecting him thoroughly.

Boom!

The black armor shattered in the blink of an eye, then dispersed into nothingness.

The golden small sword directly pierced into his chest, passing through.

Poof!

A mouthful of blood gushed out, Yang Zhen’s face instantly turned extremely pale, his eyes involuntarily displaying a look of disbelief.

Defeated!

Defeated so quickly and so straightforwardly.

*He didn’t even manage to withstand a single sword from the opponent...*

*If another sword came, wouldn’t he be...*

Suddenly looking up, he saw the figure dressed in black, obscuring the face, with eyes indifferent, almost impulsively leaping forth, treading in the void, directly approaching him.

"It’s over!"

*Instantly, his body and mind were chilled, his deep eyes full of despair.*

*Could it be that I, Yang Zhen, will die here today?*

Bai Ziyue performed the Hundred-Step Wave-Treading Skill, footsteps treading in the void, the sound of the wind whistled past his ears, without even glancing at Yang Zhen, his body made a leap and directly jumped into his room.

"Hmm?"

Yang Zhen’s eyes were full of astonishment.

*What’s going on? Could it be that this immortal cultivator is not here to kill me?*

In hesitation, he did not dare to move, just stood in place.

Inside the room, Bai Ziyue’s gaze swept around, the room was quite simple, except for a wooden bed and several chairs, it was almost empty.

He did not hesitate, directly extending his hand to beckon slightly, the golden small sword immediately rushed out, stabbing at a spot on the ground.

Poof!

Immediately, several stone slabs were uprooted, and in the blink of an eye, a wooden box revealed itself before him.

Boom!

The sword light swept through, and the wooden box was directly opened.

Euphoria flashed across Bai Ziyue’s pupils, he swiftly drifted over, quickly rolling up a piece of golden paper.

"The twelfth piece of golden paper, finally in hand."

Bai Ziyue let out a sigh of relief.

He didn’t dare hesitate; he turned instantly and charged out of the room again.

"Kill the assassin!"

Bai Ziyue had just leaped out from Yang Zhen’s room when he looked up and saw a group of guards rushing towards him.

The guards raised their spears high, gleaming coldly, quickly forming a simple spear formation. Their steps were neat and orderly, akin to a porcupine.

"Don’t act rashly..."

Yang Zhen hurriedly shouted, but could not help spewing another mouthful of blood, choking his words back.

Bai Ziyue squinted, a cold glint flashed, and a magic spell was instantly unleashed.

Buzz!

A fierce chill descended, endless ice blades formed in the void, dense like arrows, neatly arranged together.

"Immortal Master? Run!"

The incoming team of guards changed drastically in complexion at the sight, and under fear, they scattered instantly.

Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!

The ice blades shot out like a rain of arrows, causing numerous houses to collapse, with the sound of ice blades piercing flesh resounding.

With an unchanged expression, Bai Ziyue didn’t even glance at the effect of the spell, his figure dashed forward at full speed.

He had already noticed that from all directions, imposing figures were rushing rapidly towards him.

Hundred-Step Wave-Treading Skill!

Spiritual power surged through his body, and in an instant, the light body spell was activated.

Buzz!

With one step forward, Bai Ziyue leaped, directly rising several feet high into the void, and with the second step, his speed accelerated, his charge astonishing.

Third step, fourth step, fifth step...

Step by step, Bai Ziyue continued without pause, truly like the wind rushing by.

A second-class expert gave his all to chase after him, but could only watch Bai Ziyue gradually recede into the distance.

A third-class expert leaped fiercely from a rooftop, slashing at Bai Ziyue in an attempt to block him.

But a golden small sword swiftly flashed by, quicker than lightning, and with a splurt, the third-class expert, about to close in on him, stiffened and instantly fell down.

*Even though Bai Ziyue didn’t want to provoke too much trouble, and thus wasn’t massacring indiscriminately, it didn’t mean he dared not kill.*

A group of guards each held a bow and arrow.

Thunk! Thunk! Thunk!

Arrows turned into streams of black light, directly shooting towards Bai Ziyue.

However, Bai Ziyue’s speed was so fast; leaping through the void truly like a ghost, most arrows fell helplessly, failing even to brush his garments.

Occasionally, when one or two arrows were about to land on him, they were all blocked by a layer of suddenly emerging light.

Magic, spirit light shield!

"Who are you? Such actions, where do they place my Immortal Ascension Pavilion?"

At this moment, a figure quietly emerged in front of Bai Ziyue, it was Pei Yuanwu of the Immortal Ascension Pavilion.

Two other individuals, clearly of lesser skill, followed behind him.

He shouted sternly, then pointed forward.

Buzz!

Instantly, rays of golden light rose from all directions.

Array!

Unbeknownst to him, Pei Yuanwu and others had set an array in front of Bai Ziyue, and it was a trapping array!

*Scoffing coldly in his heart, Bai Ziyue reached out with another gesture.*

The golden small sword swept up like a startled swan.

Boom!

The golden light of the trapping array shattered explosively.

On the ground, eight array discs burst apart due to spiritual energy backlash.

"Top-level cultivator, this is bad, retreat!"

Pei Yuanwu’s face changed drastically; without thinking, he fled rapidly.

He hadn’t anticipated that the person stopping him would be a top-level cultivator at the Ninth Layer of Qi Cultivation.

Moreover, such a top-level cultivator unmistakably wielded formidable attack techniques.

Before such a powerful presence, Pei Yuanwu himself, an Eighth Layer Immortal Master, could hardly wield any influence, as the opponent could slay him with a single sword stroke.

Bai Ziyue cast a cold glance at Pei Yuanwu but refrained from attacking.

Then, he reached into his arms and retrieved the Soul-Gathering Banner.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Yin Qi surged, and soon five or six main souls emerged from various parts of the Government Office, rushing towards him.

During this period, all the experts within the office seemed to vanish, not daring to approach.

Clearly, due to Bai Ziyue’s display of power, these people were all afraid.

Especially some, after witnessing even Yang Zhen, whose skills were long at the level of a first-class expert, severely injured and unable to match Bai Ziyue, became even more fearful.

*"Ultimately lost seven or eight main souls,"* Bai Ziyue sighed, seeing only six main souls remaining, submerging into the Soul-Gathering Banner.

*He didn’t care though.*

*To him, they were merely low-level main souls, of little use.*

Subsequently, he put away the Soul-Gathering Banner, expanded his figure, and quickly departed.

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