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"Brother Zhou, this fellow is up to you to handle." Holding onto Song Nanfeng, Zuo Zongshou smiled as he walked towards Zhou Ming.
"Thank you, Brother Zuo," Zhou Ming cupped his hands and replied with a smile.
"It’s just a small effort." Zuo Zongshou lowered his head to glance at the weak and unconscious Song Nanfeng in his grasp, shaking his head.
As he spoke, he slowly handed over Song Nanfeng.
"Hey, if you had just killed yourself earlier, you could have preserved your corpse. Truly, one does not give up until they see the Yellow River. Now, you can only be completely obliterated." Zhou Ming grinned maliciously as he reached out for the Song Nanfeng that Zuo Zongshou was handing over.
Suddenly!
At that moment, the seemingly lifeless Song Nanfeng abruptly opened his eyes, two chilling beams of light shooting out towards Zhou Ming, causing him to freeze in place.
While Zhou Ming was stunned, both Song Nanfeng and Zuo Zongshou moved. With only inches separating him from Zhou Ming, Song Nanfeng formed hand seals, and the aura of Frenzy suddenly erupted from within him, dispelling his previous weakness. Dan Qi formed seals and surged from his hands, crashing heavily towards Zhou Ming.
Zuo Zongshou immediately released his grip on Song Nanfeng and, with a glint of cold light in his eyes, struck Zhou Ming's chest with a palm.
Bang! Bang!
Two dull thuds echoed at that moment. Blood splattered as Zhou Ming let out a miserable scream, his body flying away like a torn sack before crashing into a pool of blood.
"You... you two..." In the blood pool, Zhou Ming's body was mostly mangled. His expression was one of disbelief. He tried to point at Zuo Zongshou and Song Nanfeng but couldn’t lift his hand no matter how hard he tried.
Thud!
With his chest and half of his head reduced to a bloody mess, Zhou Ming's hand fell limply as he lost all breath and completely fell!
"You!" As Zhou Ming fell, another disciple from the Crimson Bright Sect nearby finally reacted. Watching the scene unfold before him, the expression that had been calm with a hint of malice suddenly changed.
From the moment Zuo Zongshou and Song Nanfeng made their move until now, barely a breath has passed. In this fleeting moment, Zhou Ming, who was at the Peak of the Transformation Realm and originally not much weaker than Zuo Zongshou, was brutally killed. Everything happened too suddenly and was too unbelievable.
Given the current situation where Jincheng Sect and Crimson Bright Sect were practically in the same boat, how could Zuo Zongshou dare to act this way? How could he!
Yet, even in disbelief, the bloody scene before the disciples of Crimson Bright Sect forced them to accept reality. Zhou Ming was truly dead.
It wasn't just Zhou Ming and the disciples of Crimson Bright Sect who found it hard to believe; even Song Nanfeng, the one directly involved, looked at Zhou Ming lying in a pool of blood not far away, his breath gone, with a hint of profound confusion on his face.
The reason he acted this way was entirely due to the transmission from Zuo Zongshou's Divine Consciousness. It was right after their battle when he was captured by Zuo Zongshou. Feeling powerless, he had been easily subdued. At that moment, it seemed to Song Nanfeng that he had fallen into a situation where death was inevitable, even feeling utterly hopeless. However, everything that followed filled him with extreme incredulity.
"Just pretend to be severely injured and weak. When you get close to Zhou Ming, strike together with me and kill him instantly!"
These were the words that had echoed in Song Nanfeng's mind earlier, spoken by none other than Zuo Zongshou, who had captured him. Despite the overwhelming disbelief, he chose to trust what Zuo Zongshou said and ultimately struck to kill Zhou Ming in an instant because after capturing him, Zuo Zongshou had subtly used his own Dan Qi to heal him!
If this was meant to deceive him intentionally, there would have been no need for such actions. The final outcome was exactly as Zuo Zongshou had predicted; under their unexpected attack, Zhou Ming, at the Peak of the Transformation Realm, fell directly.
"Why did you do this?!" shouted the remaining disciple of Crimson Bright Sect, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Zuo Zongshou.
He couldn't understand; it simply didn't make sense.
Could it be that Zuo Zongshou and Song Nanfeng were acquainted? Even if they were familiar with each other, it shouldn't have been like this. Moreover, the expression and initial reaction of Song Nanfeng upon seeing Zuo Zongshou did not seem fake at all...
How could this be...?
"Dead people don't need to know so much," replied Zuo Zongshou, indifferent as he shook his head slightly in response to the disciple's harsh inquiry.
He then glanced at Song Nanfeng, whose expression was changing as if he wanted to flee. Calmly, he said, "If you don't want to be hunted down by both Crimson Bright Sect and Jincheng Sect, you'd better join forces with me to slay him."
As soon as the words fell, Song Nanfeng's body trembled, and he shivered all over, the strange expression on his face disappearing in an instant.
Although it was currently unknown whether the Jincheng Sect and Crimson Bright Sect would strike to eliminate disciples of the Ziyang Sect within the Colorful Sacred Realm, there was a significant difference between being eliminated upon sight and being actively hunted down. The former meant that one would only be pursued if they were unfortunate enough to be encountered, while the latter implied that as long as one was within the Colorful Sacred Realm, they could be found at any moment by disciples of the two sects, leading to a frenzied pursuit with no escape.
Having seen Wang Chaoyang, an Inner Sect Disciple of the Crimson Bright Sect, Song Nanfeng did not believe that if he truly faced such a situation, he would have any chance of survival in the Colorful Sacred Realm; it was a certain death!
He did not want to die, so he could only ensure that the person before him died.
"Kill!" Song Nanfeng's eyes revealed a mad glint as his Dan Qi surged violently, crazily attacking the disciple of the Crimson Bright Sect whose complexion had changed.
"Golden War Sword!"
At the same time Song Nanfeng made his move, Zuo Zongshou was also not idle. With both hands forming seals, a thunderous Sword Resonance echoed from behind him. A sword entirely golden, resembling one forged from gold, slowly rose into the air like the sun rising, its blinding Golden Radiance instantly spreading out, accompanied by an incredibly Severe aura.
"Tear of the Heavens!"
Zuo Zongshou's expression turned serious as he lightly called out. His left hand resembled a sword, fingers together, and he swung his hand towards the disciple of the Crimson Bright Sect. At the same time Zuo Zongshou made this slashing motion, the Golden War Sword behind him, radiating piercing Golden Radiance, also heavily struck towards the disciple of the Crimson Bright Sect. The Severe aura had already torn apart the air along its path before it even arrived.
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