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Chapter 175: with translation of chapter title

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In fact.

At the moment Lu Zhangsheng made his move.

Everyone present could be certain that the Divine Son must have stronger means.

It might be a talent never before displayed, or perhaps a trump card given by the Ancient Lu Family.

But indeed, it was not expected; it was the opponent's own formidable strength, yet clearly before, it was not so.

The several Saint Children and Saint Maidens of the Taiyi Sacred Land couldn't help but exchange a glance.

If they truly possessed this strength, then their earlier challenge.

would seem quite foolish.

But if one were to say.

On the day of his investiture, this Divine Son actually did not yet possess such great strength.

That would be even more terrifying—how little time has passed to reach this level? In a few more days, wouldn't they directly become a saint? Meng Que Xie also never imagined this.

Therefore.

His inner shock was the same as everyone else's.

"Now the numbers of those demonized beings are also continually decreasing; find an opportunity to join forces and charge straight out of the ruins." At this moment, Lu Zhangsheng's voice sounded again in their minds.

While formulating the plan to leave, because as time passes, the human side is dwindling.

But the demonized side is likewise decreasing; what needs to be done next.

is to seize this opportunity and lead our people out.

As for the rest.

for now we may not be able to manage.

Because under such circumstances, being able to preserve one's life is already rare.

"Alright, everyone listen to the Divine Son." Upon hearing this, the crowd immediately responded.

They were very clear that there was still an opportunity now.

If we wait until later.

the situation could only get worse.

At this moment, Lu Zhangsheng returned once more to the midst of the crowd.

The golden qi and blood on his body continually surged, filling the surrounding area.

Those demonized beings that came into contact with this qi and blood, even the stronger ones, would also be affected.

As for the weaker ones, they might even be shaken to death directly, which also made Meng Que Xie and the others beside him feel somewhat easier.

As for Lu Zhangsheng himself, he was observing what the best timing would be, while also continually cultivating the sword intent within him, for opportunities were few and must be seized.

Soon, time passed bit by bit.

Around them, young human experts and demonized beings kept dying.

Perhaps because Lu Zhangsheng's previously displayed strength was overly powerful and terrifying.

Large numbers of demonized beings kept gathering at this time, all very powerful.

Thus the pressure that Meng Que Xie and the others had to bear also grew ever greater.

"Divine Son, how is it?"

One of them spoke, his expression showing a hint of panic.

Even with the aid of golden qi and blood, he still felt the pressure.

After all, at present only he and Meng Que Xie and a few others could act.

Tuoba Yun and Ji Qiongxiao, the two sisters, were both objects of protection.

Moreover, the demonized beings gathering were increasing in number.

It really was becoming hard to withstand.

"Don't disturb the Divine Son; let him take his time."

But at this moment, Meng Que Xie spoke directly, his tone grave, perhaps knowing that the more critical the moment, the more calm is needed.

From Lu Zhangsheng's previous performance, he knew the other side definitely had a way.

Thus.

Now the only thing we can do is to believe.

Finally.

After another incense stick's worth of time had passed.

Lu Zhangsheng identified a weak point of a demonized being.

"Now." He murmured softly, and the qi within his body trembled outward.

Sword intents began to surge around his body, but unlike before, there were now three sword intents directly.

Pingluan Sword Intent, Heaven-Reaching Sword Intent, and Eight Wastes Sword Intent—three different powerful sword intents—interwove directly, resonating with that golden qi and blood, and were driven by Lu Zhangsheng's mighty divine power. The Eight Wastes Sword Embryo hummed, emitting a sound.

Then, as Lu Zhangsheng stepped forward.

The three powerful sword intents merged into one and slashed toward a certain direction.

Pfft— in an instant.

Tens of thousands of demonized beings.

Under that brilliant sword light, they were completely dissipated.

And it continued, a gap was directly cut out.

"Follow me."

At the same time, Lu Zhangsheng spoke, using Divine Power to wrap Tuoba Yun and the others up.

And Meng Que Xie and a few others also reacted in an instant, closely following, the crowd directly turned into streaks of Rainbow Light, disappearing at the spot at the fastest speed, rushing toward that exit.

As for the emperor's relics, now is not the time to consider them, after all, this is too dangerous.

To linger on, still thinking about that Great Destiny, in the end whether one lives or dies is the same.

"Look at the Lu Family Divine Son, they really broke through a gap."

"Hurry, let's go too; this might be the only chance to escape."

Someone spoke at this moment, then prepared to also rush over.

But there were too many demonized spirits around them.

Thick and dense, they wanted to break out.

It was simply impossible to do.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Seeing Lu Zhangsheng and the others about to leave, the demonized spirits also reacted, wanting to encircle and intercept.

But all of this happened in an instant, there was no time to react; however, to make this journey go more smoothly.

Lu Zhangsheng guarded the rear; light burst from his eyes, heaven and earth solidified, and time ceased to flow.

Everything underwent a mysterious change; some mysterious power emerged.

And in the next moment, another large batch of demonized spirits appeared.

They directly vanished in place.

No one knew how it happened, because they vanished out of thin air.

Lu Zhangsheng and a few others also seized the opportunity, directly rushing out of the relics.

Outside the North Sea Sealed Land.

Divine Light trembled, various powerful auras intertwined.

In the Sky Dome, figures appeared one after another, all standing tall between heaven and earth.

"Yao Dian, what on earth is going on?" Lu Yuhua appeared, descending from above.

At this moment, his eyes showed worry; before coming, he had consulted with the Elder Ancestor of the Lesser Immortal Realm.

If there are any problems, notify immediately.

After all, this distance.

For those true experts, it's basically nothing.

So now, what Lu Yuhua most needs to understand is his own little grandson.

At the same time, people from other major forces also appeared one after another, wanting to know the situation inside through the Haotian Divine Mirror, but they couldn't see anything, and each began to ask.

Seeing this, Yao Dian naturally didn't dare delay, and explained everything that had happened clearly.

Actually, in short, it's just one sentence: the hand of the Dark E Tu has reached out again.

Now they also want to directly attack the younger generation of the Human Race.

"They're practically asking for death!"

"Wasn't it already agreed that they wouldn't act rashly?"

"Believe in Dark Creatures? Hmph, that's foolish."

The strong ones from all major forces are all angry.

Because they really didn't expect it.

This North Sea Hunt would end up with this situation.

As for these, Yao Dian can be said to feel the most guilt, because he had discovered some problems beforehand, but in the end he didn't take them seriously, wanting to let the hunt proceed as scheduled.

Looking back now, it should have been postponed earlier.

(End of chapter)

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