Chapter 770: Captured Alive, Fled in Defeat

Boom!

In the night.

A loud sound.

The pillars in the inn snapped, one after another without end.

Amidst the sounds of terrified screaming, the guests fled in a wretched state.

Among them were many practitioners, who also wore expressions of terror, their entire bodies trembling.

Such earth-shattering power was simply shocking; they feared that whoever was fighting must be at the level of a Martial Saint, and their own meager cultivation was practically no different from that of a three-year-old child.

"Steward Wu, surrender now; you are by no means a match for the three of us." Shen Ying Wang descended slowly from the air, his cape fluttering.

Jingren Heshang and Yue Qingxian each occupied a side, their gazes falling coldly upon Steward Wu, determined not to give him a single chance to escape.

Steward Wu stood amidst the ruins, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, his essence and energy weakened. His outer garments had been shredded in the intense battle, revealing an inner layer of black-gold silk that shone like water; it was actually the black-gold monk's robe, a specialty of the Great Zen Temple. It was rumored that the black-gold monk's robe could not be harmed by blades or swords, was impervious to water and fire, and wearing it was almost equivalent to having an extra life.

But at this moment, this monk's robe was also tattered, with many scratches and palm prints. Clearly, this monk's robe could not withstand the siege of three experts at all. Especially the sword in Yue Qingxian's hand, which was condensed from moonlight, divine faith power, and countless heavenly treasures from the Marquis's Mansion; the so-called black-gold monk's robe was like a thin sheet of paper in front of this sword.

In reality, except for Shen Ying Wang who was slightly weaker, both Jingren Heshang and Yue Qingxian had the strength to defeat Steward Wu. With the three of them joining forces, killing a primary Martial Saint who had achieved Lingrou Heiyi was not actually a difficult task.

But Yu Liancheng's requirement was to capture him alive, and this Steward Wu had followed the Wuwen Marquis for many years, possessed many treasures, and practiced top-tier martial arts, so he was indeed somewhat troublesome.

And for Steward Wu to slip away under the combined efforts of the three was even more impossible.

"The three of you are all towering experts; to gang up on an old servant like me, a mere steward, is really overestimating me. But if you want to capture me, you will have to pay a price."

Steward Wu was panting, a "ho-ho" sound emitting from his throat, yet there was still not the slightest hint of fear in his expression.

Suddenly, he let out a great roar, and sound waves exploded continuously.

At the same time, from Steward Wu's seven acupuncture points, a powerful, faint aura surged forth; within each acupuncture point, it seemed as if a different God was manifesting. One could see seven Gods supporting a massive life and death wheel, a vast aura spreading out! It covered a radius of several dozen zhang.

"Heavens Life and Death Wheel!" Shen Ying Wang and the other two immediately understood that this was the supreme technique with which the Wuwen Marquis suppressed the experts of the world.

"The Marquis passed the Heavens Life and Death Wheel to this old servant. Within my Heavens Life and Death, there is a technique called 'Reverse Rotation Wheel Pill,' a technique that ravages the body's acupuncture points, exploding all power in an instant to sweep away all Ghosts and Gods. I wonder if the three of you can withstand it!?" As each of his acupuncture points exploded, a surge of vast essence and energy from each point dispersed into his physical shell, each making Steward Wu a fraction more formidable.

In just a moment, Steward Wu's aura became several times stronger than before, and the seven Gods condensed from the acupuncture points became almost tangible, their robes fluttering. At this moment, even with Shen Ying Wang and the others joining forces, they felt a sense of fatal threat.

"The three of you, make your move!!"

Steward Wu roared, his vast Qi and Blood dispersing over a radius of a hundred zhang.

Even for a Ghost Immortal expert, within this range, casting Daoist arts would be greatly restricted.

Just as Steward Wu was about to strike, a soft and gentle voice echoed in his ears.

The next moment, the scene before his eyes blurred, and he found himself back in the study of the Houfu, with the Wuwen Marquis sitting in a chair reading and sipping tea.

The moment he saw the Marquis's back, the awe accumulated over decades instantly rose in Steward Wu's heart, and he hurriedly bowed halfway.

But he realized something was wrong in an instant.

"This is an illusion!?"

Steward Wu's Qi and Blood exploded violently, surging and scouring in all directions; the scene of the study instantly shattered, revealing the true scene.

However... this true scene was not the ruins of the inn, but a world without a sun, surrounded by a film of green jade light.

"Damn it, this is inside a Xiaoqian Shijie..."

A look of panic finally appeared on Steward Wu's face.

He was experienced in combat and instantly understood that the opponent had first made him fall into an illusion, stirring his mind, and then taken the opportunity to trap him inside a Xiaoqian Shijie.

And although his "Reverse Rotation Wheel Pill" could explode with infinite potential, the duration was short and the aftereffects were immense; as long as they delayed, letting him enter the period of weakness after the explosion, then everything would be a foregone conclusion.

Thinking of this, Steward Wu immediately roared, swinging his Star-Measuring Ruler frantically, continuously bombarding this Xiaoqian Shijie.

However, although the Xiaoqian Shijie rippled, it remained stable, without even a single crack.

"Alright, we have already knocked Steward Wu into the Universe Bag, we just need to wait a little." Divine Eagle King held the Universe Bag in his hand, opened his eyes, and let out a sigh of relief. He looked at Yue Qingxian and smiled: "Thanks to the 'Moon Illusion' of the Goddess of the Moon, which made Steward Wu's mind relax, otherwise it would not have been easy to trap a Martial Saint who was exploding his acupuncture points and willing to trade his life for another."

Yue Qingxian just nodded slightly, maintaining her consistent, cold goddess demeanor.

"Let's go, let's go outside the city and see if we need to help."

Outside Qingzhou.

"Imperial Extreme Reverse Flow Great Art!!"

The void fluctuated violently, and endless light and shadows reversed fiercely, completely enveloping the void for dozens of miles around.

Within the dozens of miles of void, all time and light were twisted, carrying incredible power. Dazhou Taizu was roaring and bellowing, his face ferocious, consuming three or four thousand thoughts in one go. A supreme secret technique performed by a six-time Thunder Tribulation expert, regardless of the loss of thoughts, was terrifying to the extreme, causing the void to fluctuate incessantly.

And clashing with the Imperial Extreme Reverse Flow Great Art was a massive fist.

The fist carried the power to overturn everything; with one punch, even the high heavens of the firmament would be punched through with a hole.

The moment the two clashed, the void surged with waves like a stormy sea, constantly being overturned.

After the power in the fist and the Imperial Extreme Reverse Flow Great Art dissipated in the collision, Dazhou Taizu's expression suddenly changed. He sensed three more auras rushing from Qingzhou City, moving as fast as lightning. These three auras were not particularly powerful for an expert like Dazhou Taizu, who had undergone six Thunder Tribulations.

But if they joined forces with the Martial Dao Human Immortal before him, it could very well tip the scales of victory.

After unleashing a "Great Annihilation Divine Fist," Dazhou Taizu suddenly returned to his "Abi Throne," violently throwing out a shuttle-shaped magic treasure three feet long and a palm wide; as this shuttle vibrated, it erupted with sky-filling black light.

Within each beam of black light, there was a sharp, piercing whistle as it broke through the air, forming shuttle-shaped boats flying in all directions.

This was Dazhou Taizu's trump card magic treasure, the "Phantom Black Spirit Shuttle."

In the blink of an eye, Dazhou Taizu drove the treasure and disappeared without a trace; even the Human Immortal clone could not trap this guy.

Six Thunder Tribulations, an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years; his foundation was truly too deep.

The two uninvited guests who came to Qingzhou tonight, one was captured alive, and one fled in defeat.