Chapter 72: Chen Zheng, Wan Luo Has Already Sold You!

"So it's the Seven Killing Sword Formation from the Seven Evil Gourd; what kind of person are you in the Demon God Sect?"

The two great thieves were killed in an instant, which not only left Liu Suiyun deeply shocked, but also made the Death Island Lord's scalp tingle with fear as he stared fixedly at the dark‑green gourd in Chen Zheng's hand.

He was indeed discerning; at a glance he recognized the item's origin.

Even though the item is merely a mid‑grade treasure, it comes from a demon vine personally cultivated by the Demon God.

Its provenance is extraordinary.

And if he hadn't reacted in time just now, he would have, like the other two thieves, been beheaded by Chen Zheng.

"That's none of your business."

Chen Zheng let out a cold laugh; had he not needed to capture the Death Island Lord alive, he would have slain the man just now.

Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh!

At a thought, the seven flying swords in the air instantly took the seven positions, forming the Seven Killing Sword Formation, each unleashing endless radiance like a cascading Milky Way.

Each of the seven sword‑light rivers spanned dozens of li in width, forming a heptagonal great light shield that hovered over the Death Island Lord below.

"Heavenly Gang Death Hand!"

The Death Island Lord's complexion changed dramatically; he hurriedly circulated gang qi to shield his body and sped out of the light shield's coverage.

At the same time, a milky‑white palm burst out of his chest, swelling in the wind to the size of thirty mu, soaring upward and fiercely clawing at the great light shield.

The palm looked rather odd, having only three fingers like a bird's claw, each finger etched with gang‑qi‑condensed runes forming the characters "Jue", "Po", and "Can", ferocious beyond compare.

Unfortunately it achieved little; the three‑fingered grab on the shield caused not even a tremor.

Even the shield itself surged with overwhelming sword light, shredding the Heavenly Gang Death Hand to pieces.

"Damn it, if I hadn't had my Five Prison King Cauldron on me, how could I have tolerated your audacity?"

Seeing his strike ineffective, the Death Island Lord snarled and fled desperately outward.

But no matter how fast he was, he couldn't outrun the Seven Killing Sword Formation; the shield snapped shut on him, turning him into a caged bird.

The corpses of the Ghost Evil Thief and Poison Young Master, along with their artifacts, were also tightly enveloped by the shield, continuously shrinking as they flew back to Chen Zheng.

Bang!

When the shield dispersed, the Death Island Lord tried to struggle, but Chen Zheng smacked him, dispersing his gang qi and turning him into a limp dead dog on the ground.

"Three venerable, extremely vicious great thieves, dealt with by Brother Chen in less than two breaths?"

Liu Suiyun's heart pounded wildly beside him, his throat a bit dry.

He realized he had greatly underestimated Chen Zheng.

It was far from the simple attainment of Shen Tong Mi Jing; it was terrifying to the extreme.

If it's this terrifying now, what could the future hold?

And such a terrifying figure, he had only met the other side in obscurity.

What a massive destiny!

That's enough bragging for a lifetime.

"Senior Liu, you take this."

Chen Zheng casually tossed two items, snapping Liu Suiyun out of his dreamy daze.

"Wha—what? All these are for me?!"

Liu Suiyun instinctively used his cultivation force to hold the two items; upon seeing them, he could barely form words.

Because what Chen Zheng threw to him was the Ghost Evil Thief's previously used Ghost Head Greatsword, a low‑grade treasure.

And a white small pouch, the Poison Young Master's storage artifact, which contained many bottles and jars clearly holding pills or toxins.

Liu Suiyun knew the value of these two treasures; together they definitely exceeded a million Baiyang Pills.

With such wealth, not even a Free Cultivator like him, let alone many major sects' true transmissions just entering Shen Tong Mi Jing, could necessarily possess.

Did Chen Zheng really just toss them to him like that?

And initially he only gave a small jar of Black Water King Snake heart blood; a little over a month later, he received hundreds‑fold rewards?

He isn't dreaming, is he?

"The Death Island Lord was once a disciple of the Heavenly Absolute Demon Sect, but was expelled for harming fellow sect members; the Heavenly Gang Death Hand is this school's great divine art—take it too, you can later switch cultivation."

While Liu Suiyun was still dazed, Chen Zheng, after examining a secret manual retrieved from the Death Island Lord and noting its formula, also tossed it to him.

"I…" Liu Suiyun stood dumbfounded, his Adam's apple bobbing, unable to speak.

He was completely knocked out.

What a supreme divine art!

Consider that he had toiled for a hundred and fifty years, stuck at the first tier of Shentong Liu Chong with no progress, because he was only cultivating minor divine arts.

Minor divine arts lack the method to transmute true essence.

Now he finally sees hope.

Chen Zheng's casual act was, to him, a reversal of fate.

If he couldn't set aside his old face, he would be weeping profusely, clinging to Chen Zheng's thigh, calling him 'grandpa' and swearing never to let go.

"Senior Liu, Daoist Qing Ling's Swift Wind Divine Eagle has labored greatly; please deliver this item to it. Also take the heads of those two great thieves to the Mysterious Turtle Pavilion for reward. I have other business, so I'm leaving now—until we meet again."

Chen Zheng again retrieved a treasured garment he had stripped from the Poison Young Master, tossed it to Liu Suiyun, gave a brief instruction, then lifted the Death Island Lord and prepared to leave.

He intends to force out the exact location of its lair and obtain the exquisite treasure Five Prison King Cauldron.

This novel you…

As long as you obtain this cauldron, your combat power will surge, and even a practitioner of Shentong Liu Chong at the unified realm can contend.

Even if sold, it could fetch over a hundred million Baiyang Pills, boosting one's strength considerably.

"Hm?"

Chen Zheng suddenly seemed to notice something; he halted his newly taken steps and gazed toward the far horizon.

"Senior Chen, what's wrong?"

Liu Suiyun suppressed his excitement, looked where Chen Zheng's gaze fell, but saw nothing.

But soon, he saw more than ten white sword beams shooting from the far distance.

The sword beams were ferocious, filling the world with crisscrossing Geng metal qi.

Swish swish swish!

Three sword beams arrived first, and three young men appeared above Chen Zheng and Liu Suiyun's heads.

Their auras were extremely sharp, looking down from above at Chen Zheng as if imperial envoys were reading a decree: "Taiyi Sect true disciple, Yao Dian!"

"Xia You!"

"Yu Fen!"

As soon as the three finished speaking, more than ten sword beams arrived from behind, both male and female, dignified and wearing Bagua purple‑gold Dao robes, their fierce gazes fixed on Chen Zheng.

They came with ill intent.

Chen Zheng frowned at the crowd above and asked coldly, "Esteemed members of the Taiyi Sect, what business do you have?"

All those above were Shen Tong Mi Jing.

Not a single one was below the Second Rank of Shen Tong.

Obviously they were all true disciples of the Taiyi Sect.

The rules of the Taiyi Sect differ from other sects; one must cultivate to the Second Rank of Shen Tong and establish merit to become a true disciple.

Chen Zheng had never before seen so many Taiyi Sect true disciples.

Though many, they were not chaotic.

They were orderly and methodical.

Yuhua Sect disciples were carefree, each attending to their own affairs, without worldly rites or rules.

In harsher terms, they were a scattered heap of sand.

Taiyi Sect disciples, on the contrary, were meticulous, with strict sect rules and unparalleled unity.

Yao Dian said without any emotion, "Chen Zheng, your Yuhua Sect's Wan Luo and Cang Bozi have sold you out, accusing you of being a blood‑sucking monster who killed my Taiyi Sect disciples. Whether it's true or not, come with us."

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