Chapter 3673: The Lonely Sword Saint's Dao Heart on the Verge of Shattering

After a brief moment of thought, Ninth Uncle's voice turned serious, "Then please, President, have them transferred over."

The next instant, Ninth Uncle's body trembled slightly, and his entire bearing changed completely.

Before, he had been... a slovenly Daoist priest, but now every inch of him radiated an indescribable domineering aura, while above his head appeared a golden divine cauldron.

Birds, beasts, fish, and insects were inscribed upon the cauldron, and these... peculiar images continuously flowed and shifted.

It possessed an incomparably powerful divinity.

"This guy—"

The Lonely Sword Saint's pupils dilated.

If before he had only harbored suspicions, then now, seeing Ninth Uncle in this state, he was wondering—could the person before him truly be a living Heavenly Emperor? Su Han snapped his fingers, the void began to tremble, and then a figure suddenly tumbled out of the void, "Wait...! Where is this?"

Zhang Tianwu steadied himself midair, glanced around, and then caught sight of Su Han and the others; his pupils abruptly contracted.

"Ninth Uncle... Huang Rong, the Lonely Sword Saint, the Wine Sword Immortal—how could this not be right... This place was originally another world. Considered from this angle, even if this world is the Sword and Fairy world, it's entirely possible... No, that's not right either."

If this world were the Sword and Fairy world, why would Ninth Uncle and Huang Rong exist? And this Ninth Uncle is radiating an indescribable domineering aura from head to toe, utterly different from the... Lam Ching-ying in his memory.

"Instead of pondering this... you'd better think about how to survive what's coming!"

Ninth Uncle's voice was calm as he directly swung his divine cauldron and pushed it forward.

Its dominance was matchless.

The Jade Emperor Cauldron fully revived at this moment, like a terrifying deity.

All the various imprints upon it manifested completely, pressing forward to suppress, and even the void shattered beneath them.

"Damnable bastard!"

Zhang Tianwu's pupils suddenly contracted; he fished a handful of divine talismans from his robes and flung them forward.

Accompanied by shrill shrieks, these... divine talismans shattered, transforming into one terrifying zombie after another.

The zombies charged forward and crashed into the divine cauldron.

They were utterly pulverized.

"How could he be this strong?!"

Zhang Tianwu's heart trembled; knowing the situation was dire, he immediately pressed his palms together.

Chanting peculiar incantations, the void trembled and finally tore completely open, and one after another zombies, brimming with vigorous blood energy, came pouring out. These zombies were far more powerful than the ones Zhang Tianwu had carried on him before.

Even the divine cauldron could not pulverize them in an instant.

"Now this is a little interesting."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly, then took his final step forward, and an overwhelmingly domineering blood energy spread outward.

In midair, it converged into a Taiji diagram.

The Taiji diagram pressed downward like a great millstone, no matter...

How many zombies there were, the instant they touched the Yin-Yang diagram, they were all thoroughly ground to dust.

"What on earth is this!"

Cold sweat seeped from the Lonely Sword Saint's brow; his Dao heart was trembling violently.

The scene before him shattered his entire worldview, even making him doubt whether he was in a dream.

"That... newly appeared Daoist priest is wrapped in calamitous sins beyond words! It's as if he once destroyed an entire world... And those zombies, each one is no simple matter.

Either martial arts masters, or undisputed sovereigns..."

But how could that be? If so many martial arts masters and sovereigns had truly died, the world would have long since fallen into chaos.

The more the Lonely Sword Saint reasoned it out, the more bewildered he became. "Senior brother—"

The Wine Sword Immortal took a swig of wine, cast a deep look at the Lonely Sword Saint, and said, "What's the use of obsessing over these... things? Better to go fight the enemy!"

He laughed loudly, sword-fairy blade in hand, and charged toward—

Su Han watched the scene before him with keen interest, glancing every so often at the guild chatroom, and found that the Cikegong Society chatroom was also extremely lively at the moment.

Tony Is Not The Richest: "At first I thought Ninth Uncle fighting zombies would be like it was in the Memory Instance."

Tony Is Not The Richest: "Turns out, this completely turned into a Heavenly Emperor slaughtering enemies."

Tony Stark's expression was extremely complicated; he didn't even know where to begin his complaints.

Miss Xia Shizi: "But the current Ninth Uncle is originally a Heavenly Emperor."

Kasumigaoka Utaha answered as if it were the most natural thing.

Tony Is Not The Richest: "... You should understand what I mean! Don't nitpick."

Whitebeard Daddy: "Isn't this a good thing? If Ninth Uncle were still pasting talismans like in the Memory Instance... look at the number of enemies on the other side—he'd probably paste till death and still not finish them off."

Madoka Yuuta: "Way too real."

Madoka Yuuta: "After all, it's zombies from an entire world."

Kyosuke Takasaka: "So then, the world that was zombified by Zhang Tianwu has now completely connected with the Sword and Fairy world?"