Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1546 - 836: Plundering a World

This is bad!

The countenance of Daoist Tao Kan shifted abruptly, as he swiftly perceived the peril.

Without turning his head, he flicked his sleeve backward in a flash.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Myriad silver filaments burst forth from his sleeve, thick and widespread like an enormous fabric sheet, blanketing a region spanning a thousand zhang right away.

These silver filaments consisted of Ten Thousand Years Cold Iron, each one as unyielding as Jingang, radiating a frosty energy.

The atmosphere within thousands of zhang began to solidify bit by bit, with vast swaths of frost and snow materializing from nowhere, nearly encasing the whole terrain in ice.

Daoist Tao Kan felt a touch of relief, clutching the Duster Jade Handle in his right grip, preparing to pivot.

Crack!

A faint snapping noise abruptly entered his hearing.

The elderly Daoist's heart clenched, his right palm abruptly igniting with a ghostly white glow that poured into the Longevity Duster, prompting the jade handle to twist faintly, inducing the myriad silver filaments to quiver together and release a brilliant radiance.

At once, the host of silver filaments resembled Ice Flood Dragons, surging through the frosty sky, enveloping every bit of the area.

Yet, a towering silhouette strolled calmly amid the frost and snow, shattering the silver filaments and melting the ice and snow into void as he advanced.

Simultaneously, an immense pressure akin to an ocean abruptly pressed down on this realm.

Daoist Tao Kan was stunned, and through his Divine Thought, it appeared a radiant 'black sun' had abruptly ascended behind him.

This 'black sun' was uncanny and enigmatic, seemingly devouring all the world's luster. Everywhere it moved, illumination became shadow.

Time appeared to halt in that instant!

Daoist Tao Kan was gripped by utmost terror, abruptly discovering his body and mana slipping from his command, akin to a bug encased in amber, incapable of twitching even a digit.

Zhao Sheng advanced through the Void step by step toward the elderly Daoist's rear, abruptly extending a finger, where a beam of dark light shot from his fingertip, plunging straight into the old Daoist's form.

Next, his sight landed on Huangfu Yuli, his gaze gleaming faintly, as an unseen ripple arose from nothing, washing across Huangfu Yuli's whole being.

The strange mana inside Huangfu Yuli vanished into oblivion at once.

Now liberated once more, Huangfu Yuli promptly bent in reverence, voicing profound thanks, 'Senior’s life-saving grace, Yu Li can never repay in this lifetime. From now on, even if I have to be shattered to pieces, I will repay this great kindness to you, Senior.'

'No need for such! It’s just that your fate wasn’t meant to end, if it weren’t for the delay, you might not have waited for me to take action.' Zhao Sheng brushed it off casually.

While saying this, a subtle luminescence surfaced between his eyebrows, his fingers started shaping mudras, chanting obscure and deep incantations.

In a moment, hundreds of talismans emerged from his fingertips, morphing into beams of light that circled around him.

As moments ticked by, those vibrant beams increased, persistently intertwining and fusing, ultimately crafting rivers of splendid light.

Afterward, the rivers of light coiled downward, gradually seeping into the elderly Daoist's body, turning into countless archaic runes that extended through his limbs and the Purple Mansion Soul Sea, ultimately fading away completely.

Daoist Tao Kan appeared horrified, his whole frame abruptly shaking fiercely, veins protruding on his visage, eyes crimson, as if suffering excruciating agony.

But shortly, the old Daoist composed himself, his complexion ashen, gaze revealing utter hopelessness.

Cang Yanzi, Double Extreme Scholar, and Xuan Guang Taoist observed their master's woeful condition, quaking and cowering to the side, scarcely daring to exhale.

At that point, Zhao Sheng withdrew the pressure with a mere notion, concurrently lifting the restraint on the old Daoist.

'What...what vicious Prohibition did you just place on this poor Taoist?' The moment Daoist Tao Kan regained liberty, he demanded in dread.

'You guess?!' Zhao Sheng quipped suddenly.

Hearing this, Daoist Tao Kan offered a wry grin, '...Hahaha, this poor Taoist has practiced for two thousand years, today I experienced the might of a Divinity Transformation firsthand! Even if I were to die today, I would be content.'

'Want to die? I can grant that.' Zhao Sheng's eyes narrowed, poised to act.

'No, no, this poor Taoist has no such intention!' Tao Kan blanched in alarm, hastily kowtowing and begging for clemency.

Zhao Sheng dissipated the Mystic Light at his fingertip, paying no heed to the hypocritical, spineless old Daoist.

Having implanted the Five Passes Heavenly Demon Curse, this individual's fate rested wholly in his hands, leaving no concern over the old Daoist fleeing.

Zhao Sheng swiveled to regard Huangfu Yuli, indicating Cang Yanzi and the pair, his tone detached, 'These three are at your disposal.'

Huangfu Yuli brimmed with delight, promptly directing a venomous look at the trio.

Cang Yanzi and the rest appeared forlorn, shuddering like frightened fowl.

'We are willing to submit to Young Master. We sincerely hope Young Master will show mercy!' Cang Yanzi, as the senior brother, swiftly declared upon noting the dire circumstances.

Huangfu Yuli showed a spark of curiosity, 'You are willing to surrender? I don’t believe it unless you swear a Heavenly Dao Heart Oath.'

Cang Yanzi sneaked a peek at Zhao Sheng nearby, then promptly lifted his palm, expelling a spurt of Heart Blood, gravely vowing an exceedingly harsh oath.

Double Extreme Scholar and Xuan Guang Taoist, witnessing this, had no choice but to bow their heads, dispiritedly uttering the Heavenly Dao Heart Oath in turn.

Shortly after, Huangfu Yuli, brimming with thrill, soared ahead once more, prostrating to Senior Zhao in thanks.

Zhao Sheng replied offhandedly with a few phrases before sending him away.

Noticing this, Huangfu Yuli wisely took his leave, bringing his three new followers, hastening off to the smoldering and lamenting Green Deer Peak to handle the remnants.

Zhao Sheng directed his attention to the old Daoist, his voice neutral, 'It’s your turn. Introduce yourself, or do you expect me to ask on my own?'