Chapter 1692 - 391: Cold-Blooded Du Zundao, Han Miaozhen Captured Alive (Part 3)

Who could it be?

Little Ming King’s thoughts raced as a group of people came to a halt not far from the Ming King Hall, looking up at the attack in the sky.

A person remarked, "Brother, is that Han Miaozhen’s Phoenix Fire Feather?"

"Yes, it is."

"Hey, brother, what’s that Tai Chi Diagram in the air?"

"Qiankun Great Method!"

A steady male voice answered, and then the first girl said, "Uncle Lei, the Qiankun Great Method, isn’t that the Sect Suppressing Technique of the Holy Sect?"

The steady male voice confirmed, "Exactly, it’s the Sect Suppressing Technique of the Holy Sect."

"But isn’t it only used by the Sect Hierarch? Could Little Ming King be there?"

The woman continued, and upon hearing this, Lei Ming said, "It can’t be Little Ming King, he doesn’t have such power. Something must have happened on this Bright Peak, we need to hurry, the Ming King Hall is just ahead."

Hearing this, the woman said, "Alright, let’s hurry, Father will definitely be angry if we don’t complete the mission."

"Yes, let’s not delay, move out."

With that, the group rushed towards the vicinity of the Ming King Hall.

Meanwhile, the commotion from the Liu Residence reached the mountain’s peak. Sea Dragon King Fang Guozhen turned to look towards the Liu Residence, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Qiankun Great Method?"

Mr. Guan, who was commanding the front line, also turned to look behind, his brow furrowing in confusion, but soon he relaxed. If someone had mastered the Qiankun Great Method, it wasn’t a bad thing; at least it set a good precedent for the brothers in the sect.

Having thought of this, Mr. Guan called out, "Everyone, listen up, Dharma King Du has already mastered the Qiankun Great Method and will join us shortly. Everyone, fight the enemy!"

Mr. Guan shouted sternly, and hearing this, everyone’s spirits were invigorated. The determination that had been suppressed by the court army was rekindled, and they began to fiercely fight the enemy.

...

The disturbance from the Liu Residence naturally also alerted Du Zundao at the Ruins. Du Zundao wasn’t very concerned about the battle initially, but seeing Han Miaozhen release the Fire Feather into the sky, he knew something was amiss.

Is the enemy so troublesome? Not even Han Miaozhen could handle it, he thought. But then, Du Zundao suddenly saw the huge Yin Yang Diagram appear in the sky.

He stood up abruptly, his face full of disbelief, "This, how is it possible!"

Du Zundao’s eyes widened.

"Qiankun Great Method!"

That was the Qiankun Great Method, how could anyone else know the Qiankun Great Method? This, this can’t be, Du Zundao turned to look towards the Ruins, and no one had come out from there.

This, how can this be!

Du Zundao was bewildered for a moment, looking towards the Ruins and the direction of the Liu Residence, his mind buzzing.

The next moment, Du Zundao yelled angrily, "It’s a trick!"

There must be another exit from the Ruins, and he was waiting here like a fool, he felt like crying from his own folly.

Thinking of this, Du Zundao lifted his foot to head towards the Liu Residence.

He had to reclaim the Qiankun Great Method, he had to get it back.

With that in mind, he was ready to move out, but suddenly, a flying arrow came towards him.

Du Zundao caught it with his hand, frowning, seeing a figure fleeing into the forest, he didn’t chase after them. A petty thief was insignificant to him now; the Qiankun Great Method was his top priority, he had to acquire it.

Whether or not others could rescue Liu Futong didn’t worry him, because the chains restraining Liu Futong were also a Martial Arts Treasure. To unlock them, one needed to defeat Han Miaozhen first, as only he and Han Miaozhen had the keys to Liu Futong’s chains.

Without the key, even if Liu Futong was rescued, he would be nothing more than a useless old man.

Besides, Du Zundao didn’t think anyone on Bright Peak could subdue Han Miaozhen before he arrived, so he wasn’t worried about someone rescuing Liu Futong.

As for the thief who shot him with a poisoned arrow, it was nothing more than a minor ailment, not a serious threat to him.

Thinking this, Du Zundao was about to toss the arrow away, but then he noticed a letter attached to it. Curiosity piqued, he took the letter, opened it.

The content was simple, just one sentence.

"Du Xiong is in our hands. If you don’t want him dead, come to the back mountain to save him. You have thirty minutes, or come to collect his corpse!"

Along with the letter came a Copper Coin that Du Xiong always carried, a keepsake from his mother, proving his identity.

Crack!

Seeing all this, Du Xiong cracked the arrow in his hand with a snap, his face dark and gloomy as he looked at the letter, a cold, cruel expression on his face.

He held that letter in hand for three seconds, and then threw it away, heading straight for the Liu Residence.

Between his son and power, he chose power!

The opportunity to ascend as the Sect Hierarch, as for Du Xiong, let fate decide.

As Du Zundao’s figure moved away, Monkey returned and looked at Han Ling’er, saying, "There’s a saying that even a tiger doesn’t eat its cubs, Du Zundao is crueler than a tiger!"

Han Ling’er replied, "Indeed."

Further away, someone rushed into a small house, looking at Liu Caidie and then at Du Xiong, hesitant to speak.