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"Do it again." A surge of Nameless Fury erupted from Zuo Dao's heart upon hearing those words.
For a period, he had focused all his thoughts on suppressing his sudden emotional outburst. While at Spirit Sword Mountain, it felt as if an invisible hand was firmly holding him down. Once he stepped out of Spirit Sword Mountain, he felt an overwhelming sense of relief, as if the vast sea allowed fish to leap and the open sky invited birds to fly.
Zhang Qianqiu felt as though he had been slapped hard across the face. As a powerful figure controlling the Earth Altar Star Domain, when had he ever been treated this way?
"Die for me."
There was no need for explanation or pleasantries; Zhang Qianqiu directly demonstrated what it meant to be domineering and authoritative through his actions.
A massive hand of Spirit Energy slammed toward Zuo Dao. Even before it got close, the overwhelming force had already caused the ground beneath Zuo Dao to sink, leaving only the spot where he stood intact.
Huang Xishi stood by but showed no intention of intervening. Moreover, Zuo Dao did not want her to intervene. This was clearly a setup; anyone with half a brain could see who it was aimed at. However, this left Feng Miaomiao in a panic, constantly casting pleading glances at her master to take action, only to be met with indifference that left her frustrated.
Facing the Shadow Spirit Palm, Zuo Dao did not evade. Because even if he tried to dodge, it would be futile; Zhang Qianqiu had him firmly locked on. No matter which direction he attempted to escape from, the attack would still find its mark.
Zhang Qianqiu unleashed a lethal strike, transforming from a gentle elder into an overpowering expert in an instant.
Zuo Dao seemed completely unfazed by the impending attack, coldly uttering two words.
"Bloom."
With a soft sound echoing in everyone's ears, the massive figure above Zuo Dao's head—solidified and faintly revealing its palm print—vanished into thin air as if it had never existed. Not even a strand of Zuo Dao's hair was disturbed.
At that moment, Zhang Qianqiu's overwhelmingly domineering aura dissipated as if confronted by some great terror. It was only then that everyone noticed that a bowl-sized blood flower had appeared on his chest.
It stood out starkly against his white elder robe, glaringly bright and eye-catching.
With a single strike, it was surprisingly Zhang Qianqiu who was injured, sending a chill through the hearts of the Cultivators present.
Zhang Qianqiu stared blankly at the blood splattering before him, shock coursing through him. How many years had it been? How long had it been since he had seen his own blood? Even on the Outer Battlefield, where death could come at any moment, he had managed to remain unscathed. Yet here, in his own territory, he had been wounded—wounded in a way that made no sense.
He didn't want to think about it, nor did he dare to. He feared that if he did, his resolve would shatter. As someone who cultivated the path of dominance, he could not allow even a hint of uncertainty or doubt to creep in.
At that moment, Huang Xishi also widened her eyes in shock, not faring much better than the surrounding Cultivators. Feng Miaomiao gasped, her lips parted in disbelief, completely abandoning her usual demeanor of grace. In her own words, she was never a lady to begin with.
The only ones who remained composed were Zhan Mubai and Yan Qimi. They were not terrified but rather filled with a sense of lingering dread mixed with relief. Thankfully, they hadn't acted against this seemingly powerless young Cultivator earlier!
After a moment, Zhang Qianqiu regained his senses but showed no outward expression of his feelings. Instead, he focused on circulating his spiritual energy to suppress the injury in his chest.
The spiritual energy of Zuo Dao was vibrant with life yet simultaneously corroding his flesh—a strange and contradictory property. Zhang Qianqiu couldn't fathom which sect or power could possess such a Cultivation Method.
"I promised Sister Yun I would let her see the Spirit Sword Flower bloom," Zuo Dao remarked lightly. "I didn't expect it to bloom early; I hope she doesn't think I've gone back on my word."
At that moment, Feng Miaomiao finally understood the true meaning behind Zuo Dao's words about seeing the Spirit Sword Flower bloom.
Just as the elders sensed the growing unease among the gathered Cultivators, Zuo Dao’s next words sent their hearts plummeting into a state of despair.
"But it's not too late; let's go see the Spirit Sword Flower bloom together."
Suddenly, Four Elders Feng Xiangfeng felt a shift in the surrounding space and was alarmed.
"Not good! Someone has set up an array; everyone be careful!"
As soon as the warning left his lips, they heard movement from across the way—the young Cultivator who had struck so strangely.
"Don't worry, it's just a Teleportation Array. It won't harm you, but if you make any movements during the Teleportation process, I can't guarantee you won't be torn apart by the spatial turbulence."
As soon as these words were spoken, all the Cultivators who were gathering their spiritual energy fell silent, including the poised Zhang Qianqiu.
At this moment, Feng Xiangfeng's heart grew colder. As a Ninth-Rank Array Master, he had failed to notice the formation laid out by the other party, and it was a Teleportation Array—one of the easiest formations for an Array Master to detect in advance.
Before he could finish his thoughts, he felt a blur before his eyes, and when he reappeared, he was already on Spirit Sword Mountain.
Tai Shu Yi looked at the crowd that had suddenly appeared before him, his mind racing with thoughts.
"He really did it."
He was still pondering Zuo Dao's words before leaving: "I will bring members of the Elder Council to Spirit Sword Mountain as guests."
Tai Shu Yi certainly knew it wouldn't be as simple as just being guests, but Zuo Dao had truly accomplished it. Looking at those present, it was not hard to notice that more than half of the elders from the Elder Council were among them.
The elders did not bother to observe where they were; instead, they all looked at Zuo Dao with an air of vigilance. Even Huang Xishi instinctively distanced herself from Zuo Dao.
What could be more terrifying than the unknown?
If it weren't for Tai Shu Yi's prior message, Huang Xishi would have undoubtedly lost her composure upon Zuo Dao's appearance. This was too shocking. Huang Xishi believed she could defeat Zhang Qianqiu, but she could never match Zuo Dao's decisive power.
At this moment, Feng Miaomiao looked at Zuo Dao with starry eyes—he was so handsome and so cool.
Tai Shu Yun stood beside Tai Shu Yi, accompanying her grandfather Tai Shu Reincarnation. However, when she noticed Feng Miaomiao's gaze fixed on Zuo Dao, her brows furrowed involuntarily; trouble was brewing. Daozi had caught the attention of this enchanting girl.
Zhang Qianqiu gazed at Zuo Dao, his eyes calm as water.
"How did you do it?"
He couldn't help but ask. In their realm, it was rare for anything to provoke such curiosity anymore. It wasn't about the integrity of their Dao hearts; it was simply a thirst for knowledge.
"Words manifest the law," Zuo Dao replied directly, without any hesitation.
The elders present were left dumbfounded. They had never expected that there was indeed someone in this world who could wield the spell from the Celestial Realm.
Words manifesting the law was no ordinary cultivation method; it involved order and the Dao. To determine life and death with a single word was no exaggeration. When facing such an opponent, one should either prevent them from speaking or behead them as soon as they opened their mouth. However, neither method would be effective against this cultivator before them.
Elder Zhang Qianqiu, who had been injured by the opponent, wondered if he had acted too hastily.
"What do you want to do?" Zhang Qianqiu asked pragmatically. The disparity was too great; pressing on would only lead to death. Moreover, Zuo Dao didn't seem intent on killing them, as there was no need to bring them to Spirit Sword Mountain for that.
"Nothing much, just want you to be my guests here for a while. By the way, I want to see the Spirit Sword Flower bloom."
"You want it to bloom?" Feng Miaomiao finally couldn't hold back.
"What does it have to do with you? If Daozi wants it to bloom, then let it bloom. As the host, I have no objections; why are you so chatty?" Tai Shu Yun finally clashed with Feng Miaomiao.
As the two women spoke up, the crimson light in Zuo Dao's eyes began to fade slowly.
Watching this scene unfold, Zuo Dao couldn't help but feel relieved.
"Fortunately, I've returned to Spirit Sword Mountain, and thankfully these two sisters are here."
The murderous intent and bloodthirst within him began to calm down.
Tai Shu Yi, Tai Shu Reincarnation, and Huang Xishi couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief in their hearts. If Zuo Dao truly erupted, they had no confidence in containing this ancestor.
Huang Xishi was also thinking that it would be better to let Zuo Dao vent his frustrations on the Outer Battlefield sooner rather than later; otherwise, who knew what chaos might ensue from long-term suppression? She certainly didn't want to see the Earth Altar Star Domain drenched in blood at the hands of Zuo Dao.
Zhang Qianqiu only pondered for a moment before agreeing to Zuo Dao's request.
"Alright, but I can only guarantee my own safety; the rest depends on whether they are willing or not."
As soon as Zhang Qianqiu said this, the other elders cursed him from the top of their lungs to the bottom in their hearts. Did you agree for us or not? Are we foolish or just plain stupid?
"I had already planned to visit Spirit Sword Mountain; thank you for the invitation," Elder Huyan Yu said, maintaining a calm demeanor.
Zhan Mubai and Yan Qimi also expressed their agreement, claiming it was merely a misunderstanding with Spirit Sword Mountain and that this was a good opportunity to get closer. The other elders quickly found excuses to agree as well.
However, Ironblood Huai's words nearly provoked the cultivators into rushing forward to incapacitate him on the spot.
"Coincidentally, my useless grandson has admired your Demon Princess for quite some time; this is a perfect opportunity for him to propose to the Sword Master."
At this statement, the room fell silent.
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