Chapter 1962: 1961: Battle, Encirclement

Capítulo 1962: Chapter 1961: Battle, Encirclement

Immediately, another person arrived, riding a colossal creature from the distant firmament.

This giant creature was a Blood Crow, not only massive in size but also exuding a bloodthirsty aura.

With its body primarily black and red, as it flew over, a stench of blood and wind saturated the atmosphere.

A woman leapt down from the Blood Crow’s back.

This woman had a proud and aloof temperament, her facial features extremely sharp, her long black hair draped over both shoulders.

Her purple robe seemed to cover the entire ground.

The woman had heavy makeup on, with an exotic appearance, her lips purple, her eyes staring at the others gloomily.

This was a member of the Blood Crow Valley.

One of the Nine Great Sovereign forces.

In this instant, four of the Nine Great Sovereign forces had appeared.

One can imagine how much they valued the Empress.

Although no one usually comes, whenever something unusual happens here, these people arrive instantly.

Seeing Xu Zimei put away the runes, the originally dense runes covering the ground were barren now.

Everyone’s hearts sank.

“Who might you be associated with?

You look unfamiliar,” asked Massacre Venerable from Three Thousand Islands, a middle-aged man with a sword.

It’s said he once received part of Emperor Lu’s legacy, following his will to massacre.

He had killed so many people that his enemies united against him, forcing him to join Three Thousand Islands for protection.

After all, Three Thousand Islands was originally a gathering of Loose Cultivators, but it has grown powerful over time.

Massacre Venerable asked to find out Xu Zimei’s background.

If he wasn’t from one of the Nine Great Sovereign forces, why not kill him?

“Even if I told you my background, you wouldn’t know, and there’s no need for me to tell you,” Xu Zimei replied indifferently.

“Fellow Daoist, what have you just obtained?

Could it be you’ve uncovered the Empress’s legacy?” the purple-clad woman from Blood Crow Valley asked with an enchanting smile.

Her smile was not alluring but frightening.

It felt like she would eat you when she smiled.

Her gaze was identical to that of the Blood Crow.

“Didn’t see the Empress’s legacy, just some insights into cultivation,”

Xu Zimei chuckled, then asked.

“Surely you aren’t thinking of robbing me?”

“We’re all reputable and upright—nothing like robbery,” Su Quan from Qiankun Sect laughed.

He placed two giant hammers on his shoulders, grinning, “But ultimately, Victory City is under the rule of the Nine Great Sovereign forces.

Fellow Daoist, trying to take it all might be inappropriate.

Why not leave the legacy and let us share?”

“Indeed, rest assured, Fellow Daoist, we’re not here to steal, just to take a look,” Wenren Xue from All-Heaven Academy followed up with a laugh.

Though the four claimed they wouldn’t rob.

They pressed forward, surrounding Xu Zimei in all directions, preventing his escape.

“With your strength, even if I gave these things to you, you’d likely not understand them,” Xu Zimei said.

“Moreover, I’m not one for sharing.”

“Fellow Daoist is indeed straightforward, even disregarding our Nine Great Sovereign forces in this Eastern Dao City,” the Blood Crow Valley woman squinted her eyes.

Her gaze erupted with murderous intent.

“Do you know why I disregard you?”

Xu Zimei smiled.

“Every word out of your mouths is about Eastern Dao City.

You’re accustomed to dominating this small place.

But across the entire Nine Domains, try and see what your Nine Great Sovereign forces amount to.”

“Do not meddle in affairs where you have no authority.

We reside in Eastern Dao City, why concern ourselves with the Nine Domains,”

Su Quan from Qiankun Sect laughed.

His twin hammers slammed into the ground, causing a roaring earthquake.

Cracks spread across the earth from all directions.

“If you don’t surrender the legacy today, you’ll have to face my hammers before leaving.”

“Though you’re a cross-river dragon, you must bow before me—a local tiger.”

Su Quan’s aura was continuously rising.

In an instant, he reached the Great Saint Peak.

It’s apparent Su Quan holds some position within the Qiankun Sect.

Being at the Dao Fruit Powerhouse level, he should be among the higher echelons.

And achieving Great Saint Peak is quite impressive.

Of course, the Nine Great Sovereign forces compared to the Holy Court are not much; they haven’t reached the level where Dao Fruit users are everywhere.

As Su Quan’s aura grew stronger, similar powerful auras rose from the others, piercing the sky.

Massacre Venerable laughed, “Being aware of current affairs shows wisdom. If you resist us, fear you won’t leave Victory City alive.”

Remember, within Victory City, besides those hidden elders, the strongest might be these few here.

When one reaches the level of a Dao Fruit Powerhouse, it’s impossible to stay confined to a city protecting it.

They are all seeking their own paths of enlightenment.

The Great Saint Peak is likely the strongest in the city now.

Yet Xu Zimei found this unimpressive.

He shook his head and finally said, “With such little strength, daring to bark at me, you certainly overestimate yourselves.”

Wenren Xue from All-Heaven Academy snorted coldly.

He shouted, “Everyone, attack with me!”

“Boom, boom!”

In an instant, four extreme attacks burst forth.

Su Quan’s hammers expanded hundreds of times, obscuring the sky, smashing toward Xu Zimei.

The Blood Crow Valley woman wielded a bow, blood energy surging, a blood arrow appeared, speeding like light.

Wenren Xue from All-Heaven Academy held a scroll from the Sage’s School, his words manifesting golden chains intended to bind Xu Zimei.

Massacre Venerable’s blood sword quivered, eager for blood.

This sword thirsts for blood with each strike.

Four attacks struck from all directions.

Xu Zimei extended his right palm, using the Finger of Heaven-Swallowing Creation to pierce everything.

This technique wielded the force of creation to transform the mundane, with the power of heaven-swallowing to devour the world.

He obliterated the blood arrow with one finger.

The chains crumbled, the giant hammers pierced effortlessly.

Even Massacre Venerable’s blood sword was split in two between Xu Zimei’s fingers.

After all, the gap between the Great Saint realm and Xu Zimei was too vast.

Seeing this, even a fool could acknowledge the disparity in strength.

“Flee while you can, and summon stronger forces,”

Wenren Xue shouted.

Everyone attempted to escape.

But Xu Zimei wouldn’t allow it.

“Easy to come, but trying to leave—consider leaving your lives,”

Xu Zimei said calmly.

The Tyrant Shadow behind him was finally unleashed.

Blade Intent surged forward, waves crashing, unyielding and unstoppable.