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The identity of the newcomers was unknown, but their strength was formidable. For the safety of everyone at the Solemn Temple, Zuo Dao had made some arrangements.
"This place is filled with an abundance of Vitality; it must be here," said one of the newcomers, a handsome Cultivator who always wore a smile.
"I didn't expect there to be three Golden Immortals here; it seems we haven't come to the wrong place," remarked another member of the trio. Though he appeared young, his voice carried a weight that suggested the passage of time.
"Kill!"
After assessing the three once more, Zuo Dao decisively issued the command.
From the moment they appeared, the newcomers had looked down on the people from the Dojo, treating them as insignificant. Zuo Dao had always despised such aloof and emotionless Cultivators.
Although the attacks from the five Squads were not particularly fierce, they effectively sealed off all escape routes for the newcomers. A flash of lightning illuminated the void as they launched a Deadly Strike. Despite only having undergone a brief training period under Zuo Dao, each of these Cultivators displayed exceptional combat prowess. Even their coordinated attacks caused the newcomers' expressions to darken.
One of them raised a shield, effortlessly blocking all incoming attacks with natural ease.
"Seeking death," Tian Qing couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. Although they had long since faded from Miao Cheng's scene for thousands of years, they were not to be easily insulted. In his eyes, this group was nothing but ants, and now these ants dared to strike at him—an unforgivable act in his view.
Long before Zuo Dao's command was given, Lü Wei had already made his move, but his attack was largely a show of force; the main assault came from the five Squads.
Even those three had not anticipated Zuo Dao's bold approach; they suffered an immediate setback upon contact. While it wasn't particularly damaging, it was humiliating for three beings of their status to be besieged by a group of True Immortals—something that could not be tolerated.
Tian Qing was the most hot-tempered among them. Lü Wei's initial strike had already ignited his fury, and the Squad's attacks completely fueled his rage.
Suddenly, darkness enveloped the air as countless dark chains erupted from behind Tian Qing, sweeping toward Lü Wei and the Squad like a covering tide, encircling the entire Solemn Temple within their grasp.
The dark chains lashed out like whips seeking lives, coiling around everyone as chilling winds emanated from them, causing the temperature in the surroundings to plummet. Simultaneously, eerie cries echoed through the air.
“Dark Soul Chains!”
A glint of murderous intent flashed in Zuo Dao's eyes.
He had long sensed that the newcomers were not friendly, but he never expected them to wield such a wicked Spell. Throughout history, it has always been Celestial Beings facing off against demons. However, among humanity, there exists another group that is deeply despised: the Evil Path.
They are a peculiar type of Cultivator, nurturing their path through human lives, with killing being their only means to transcend.
The “Dark Soul Chains” used by Tian Qing is one such method. Although these chains are physical, Zuo Dao knows they are forged from the meridians and souls of people; each chain represents a single Cultivator. Now, behind Tian Qing, there are at least thousands of these soul chains, indicating that at least thousands of Cultivators have perished at his hands.
Zuo Dao is well aware of the power of the Dark Soul Chains. On the battlefield, Lü Wei can rely on his sharp sword aura to withstand some of it, but for the Squad, the outlook is grim.
Each soul chain seems to possess a life of its own, exuding a chilling malice. It is important to note that these soul chains are crafted through the living sacrifice of Cultivators. The pain and resentment contained within become the finest materials for their creation.
Although the members of the Squad are formidable, Tian Qing's soul chains inherently possess a soul-stirring effect. After just a few moments of resistance, the Squad begins to falter.
If it weren't for Zuo Dao's training of these Squad members, the outcome would undoubtedly be far worse. The chains slither like snakes, wrapping around their targets in a bizarre manner. Glimmers of light flash across the team members; those are protective talismans crafted by Zuo Dao, absorbing hits meant for them.
As for the Dojo below, Zuo Dao is not worried at all. Under the full activation of the formation, the Solemn Temple is a forbidden ground, a fortress.
With just one person intervening, they suppressed a Golden Immortal from the Solemn Temple and five Squads, showcasing their formidable strength. The expressions on Mu Bai and others turned grave.
Especially Mu Bai, who seemed to recall something and looked particularly troubled as he transmitted a message to Zuo Dao.
“Master, those three are very likely to be Miao San Shi.”
“Miao San Shi?”
Hearing Zuo Dao's words, Mu Bai realized that he did not understand the other's background, so he explained it to Zuo Dao.
It turned out that Miao San Shi was merely a self-bestowed title; their true name was Miao San Xie. They were originally brothers from the same sect, but for some unknown reason, they learned the Evil Path's Cultivation Method and broke away from their master to establish their own sect.
Because they had always kept a low profile and did not target the prominent righteous sects, they managed to survive in Miao Cheng. It wasn't until their evil techniques reached a significant level that the people of Miao Cheng discovered the terrifying nature of the three. However, by then, the situation had become quite delicate. If they truly wanted to eliminate these three, Miao Cheng would have to pay a hefty price.
The three were also quite clever; they stated that they would not cause trouble in Miao Cheng, and eventually, both sides agreed to a treaty. These three individuals were figures from over a hundred thousand years ago and could certainly be considered seniors in relation to Mu Bai.
Their appearance was entirely drawn by the commotion caused when Zuo Dao broke through. After years of cultivation, they had already broken through the Golden Immortal's Shackles and entered the To Immortal Realm. However, they had been trapped at the initial level of Immortal for tens of thousands of years. The light emitted during Zuo Dao's breakthrough subtly indicated a loosening of the Realm, tempting them with the prospect of breaking through, which led them to appear in the Solemn Temple.
Upon learning the full story, Zuo Dao's expression grew increasingly unfriendly.
"Bring the Supreme Honor Squad here."
Just Tian Qing alone had already touched Zuo Dao's bottom line. He did not oppose killing but would never allow slaughter for personal gain.
At this moment, Mu Bai was already a Golden Immortal, while Miao San Xie had been at the Golden Immortal Realm long before his birth. Now he could clearly sense their aura; it was very likely that they had already reached the To Immortal Realm. In Miao Cheng, reaching To Immortal Realm meant being king; even in the Upper Three Domains, Immortals were beings to be looked up to.
"Young Master, their current Realm..." Mu Bai was unsure of Zuo Dao's intentions but did not want to send the Supreme Honor Squad to their deaths for no reason. Although these squads were trained by Zuo Dao himself, he still wanted to leave something for his son.
"I don't want to repeat myself."
Zuo Dao understood Mu Bai's concerns all too well. He had already given Mu Bai face; the Supreme Honor Squad would only need his word. Yet he still made Mu Bai handle it—Mu Bai was simply too oblivious.
Zuo Dao's tone sent a chill down Mu Bai's spine.
As a trump card of the Dojo, the Supreme Honor Squad had already made quite a name for themselves in Miao Cheng. During the period of pacification, the squad had frequently taken action, achieving brilliant results each time.
As ten figures shot out from the Supreme Hall like streaks of light, Mu Bai realized that during the time he had been away, the Squad's strength had increased remarkably.
A Squad at the Golden Immortal Realm was not something one could encounter in the Lower Domain, let alone in the Central Domain.
The appearance of the Supreme Honor Squad put pressure on Miao San Shi, a pressure not stemming from the ten Golden Immortals themselves, but from the endless tactics emerging from the Solemn Temple.
The ten acted as one, immediately launching an assault on Tian Qing upon entering the battlefield. The Great Dao struck like a whip, with all ten specializing in a single path, specifically chosen by Zuo Dao for its offensive nature.
Their attack was imposing and expansive, forming a stark contrast to Tian Qing's Dark Soul Chains.
In a clash of righteousness and wickedness, although the number of Dark Soul Chains far exceeded that of the Great Dao whips by thousands, at this moment, those chains seemed to wither as if they had encountered their nemesis.
Tian Qing was unwilling to see his painstakingly crafted Dark Soul Chains destroyed so easily and had no choice but to retract them.
"Duwu is in charge; I do not wish to see anyone escape."
Zuo Dao had summoned the Supreme Honor Squad merely to monitor the situation on the battlefield. The five Squads were no longer sufficient to maintain control, and changes were occurring outside as more and more people began to stir.
Duwu, the captain of the Supreme Honor Squad, quickly withdrew from the battlefield upon hearing Zuo Dao's words. Even though it was just one strike, Miao San Xie felt the formidable strength of this Squad and realized that the only one truly capable of conversing here was the young White-Clad Monk before him.
Tian Qing glared maliciously at the Supreme Honor Squad. His Dark Soul Chains were supposed to be a powerful weapon; he never expected them to be countered so easily. It seemed they had been restrained; if it weren't for his opponent's Realm being insufficient, he couldn't imagine what would have happened in the end.
Yuan Tai, as the eldest among the three, was particularly grim. The situation on the battlefield had changed drastically; he initially thought that with their combined strength, they could obtain treasures without lifting a finger. Moreover, since others had yet to arrive, it was an excellent opportunity. However, that chance had now vanished.
"Are you in charge?" Yuan Tai asked Zuo Dao with a smile on his face.
Zuo Dao was feeling extremely displeased; the emergence of Dark Soul Chains had greatly provoked him. He had no intention of being polite with Yuan Tai.
"Mind your own business."
"You..." The dignified Immortal was publicly insulted, and even if Yuan Tai had a good temper, he couldn't tolerate it. After all, he was still very much human.
Tian Qing was furious, and Ren He's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. The three Immortals were left reeling from the slap in the face delivered by a junior.
At that moment, Zuo Dao descended like an immortal from the heavens, stepping onto the surging flames.
If Zuo Dao's anger had already burned half of his being, it was nothing compared to the fact that his mastery of the Dao had entered an entirely new realm.
What had once been borrowed had now become fully under his control.
However, Yuan Tai and the others couldn't see this. Tian Qing sneered.
"Don't think that just because you've ignited your Dao fruit you can stand against us. What I want to tell you is that the gap will always be there; no matter what you do, it cannot be changed."
But it wasn't Tian Qing or Yuan Tai who made the first move; it was Ren He.
A chilling aura suddenly appeared behind Zuo Dao, like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, silently lunging at him.
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