Chapter 622 - 370 That is a Celestial!!!_1
Seeing the blood-red mushroom cloud from the explosion in the distance, Zhuge Zhongguang realized the affair at New City had ended. With Xuanyuan Chaoge’s speed, he feared Chaoge would soon arrive at the old city. At this point, there was no need to continue wasting time with the pseudo-celestial inside.
Thinking this, Zhuge Zhongguang said, "It looks like the ones you sent to assassinate the Prince at New City have been executed. Next, it’s your turn. I’ll give you one last chance. If you refuse to surrender, then death is the only path left for you."
Upon hearing these words, the Master of Divine Communication’s face turned ashen. How did Zhuge Zhongguang know they had sent people to New City?
Could it be...
Had Zhuge Zhongguang and his team known about his and Eternally Mysterious Taoist’s plan from the very beginning, so they simply played along to bait the Eternally Mysterious Taoist into their trap?
Even if that were the case, there was only one pseudo-celestial, Zhuge Zhongguang, in Yan County, and with him standing right here, shouldn’t the Eternally Mysterious Taoist have been able to break into New City no matter what?
They had considered the possibility that their plan could be discovered from the start. But considering they had two pseudo-celestials on their side against the single one in Yan County, with the most crucial point being that Zhuge Zhongguang was a scholar, at best he should have been able to only restrain one of them.
So even if their scheming was discovered, it should have been no significant setback.
How was the Eternally Mysterious Taoist driven to self-destruct?
Was that blood-red cloud truly formed by the Eternally Mysterious Taoist’s self-destruction?
Or was it the result of a mysterious weapon from North Country?
North Country’s weaponry was immensely powerful, creating scenes reminiscent of martial artists self-destructing their dantians. They had already known this. At this moment, the Master of Divine Communication could not be certain if it was the Eternally Mysterious Taoist who had self-destructed his dantian or if North Country had deployed a more potent weapon.
Seeing no movement from within the tavern, Zhuge Zhongguang spoke indifferently, "Gentlemen, I have given you a chance. Since you refuse to surrender, don’t blame me."
Then Zhuge Zhongguang commanded, "Attack!"
The next moment, over a dozen cannonballs flew toward the tavern where the Master of Divine Communication was. Hearing the roar outside, he immediately snapped back to reality.
He quickly said to the tavern’s disciples, "Watch out for those iron balls!"
As soon as the Master of Divine Communication finished speaking, one of the iron balls exploded on the tavern’s roof, blowing a huge hole in it instantly.
One after another, countless cannonballs poured through the gaping hole in the roof. In an instant, the tavern was filled with continuous explosions, pained screams, and frantic cries.
Witnessing this scene, the Master of Divine Communication could no longer hold back and charged at Zhuge Zhongguang with a great knife.
Seeing a figure swiftly approach Zhuge Zhongguang, Liang Zong promptly warned, "Great Scholar, be careful!"
Liang Zong had hardly finished speaking when Zhuge Zhongguang suddenly raised his hand. Immediately, golden protective Gang Qi surrounded his body, with countless verses of poetry flowing within the golden Qi.
The Master of Divine Communication’s knife struck Zhuge Zhongguang’s protective Gang Qi.
The Master of Divine Communication viciously said, "I want to see just how formidable you, the Literature Saint, truly are!"
As he spoke, the Master of Divine Communication concentrated his full skill and unleashed his ultimate technique.
"Heavenly Destruction Eighteen Slash!!!"
Following that, a purple light directly struck Zhuge Zhongguang’s protective Gang Qi. When the purple blade Qi touched Zhuge Zhongguang’s protective Gang Qi, a crack immediately appeared.
Seeing this, Liang Zong’s complexion drastically changed.
He thought to himself, Zhuge Zhongguang was only a scholar, and even though he was now a pseudo-celestial, when compared to martial artists, his strength would still be lacking. It was possible that Zhuge wasn’t a match for this man in front of him.
Liang Zong immediately made a move against the Master of Divine Communication. Zhuge Zhongguang was a Great Scholar of North Country, handling many of its government affairs. He couldn’t afford an accident; if something happened to him, wouldn’t the North Prince hold him, the Commander of the Brocade Guard, responsible?
Just as Liang Zong was about to reach the Master of Divine Communication, a purple blade Qi swung out towards Liang Zong, approaching him at incredible speed. Liang Zong hadn’t even reacted before the blade Qi closed in.
Liang Zong hastily raised his knife to block, but the moment the purple blade energy touched him, both he and his knife were sent flying, and Liang Zong’s body instantly crashed through over a dozen houses.
Liang Zong immediately felt intense pain in his body as if all his bones had shattered. He couldn’t help feeling utterly shocked inside. Was this the strength of a Pseudo Celestial?
He had already exerted all his strength to block that strike, yet it had still not been enough to withstand it.
At the same time, the Sect Hierarch of Divine Communication continued to furiously hack at Zhuge Zhongguang’s Protective Gang Qi. With each slash, the power increased tenfold, and as the cracks in his Protective Gang Qi grew larger, Zhuge Zhongguang’s face remained unpanicked.
At that moment, he raised his hand, swung it, and then shouted loudly, "Suppress!"
A surge of Spiritual Energy burst forth from his body, and when that golden Spiritual Energy made contact with the body of the Sect Hierarch, the Hierarch suddenly felt completely paralyzed, as if something had bound him.
Zhuge Zhongguang, who had taken the Literary path to the Dao, was indeed not as adept at killing as Martial Artists, which didn’t mean he lacked power.
The Sect Hierarch was momentarily dumbfounded. He hadn’t expected Zhuge Zhongguang’s move to be so powerful as to instantly seal off all his skill.
The Sect Hierarch quickly tried to break free from the restraint, at which point Zhuge Zhongguang made a flicking gesture with his hand and commanded, "Attack!"
The next moment, a beam of golden light shot out from Zhuge Zhongguang’s fingertip, instantly hitting the body of the Sect Hierarch, who was blasted away just like Liang Zong before him, crashing through over a dozen houses.
However, this also allowed the Sect Hierarch to recover. Feeling the Spiritual Energy within his body again, he leapt to his feet. Although he had been wounded by Zhuge Zhongguang’s previous attack, his life was not in danger.
The Sect Hierarch spat out a mouthful of blood, then, gripping the knife in his hand, he said, "I truly did not expect, a weak scholar such as yourself, to possess such strength. I underestimated you!"
"I wonder if you can catch this next move!"
As he spoke, the body of the Sect Hierarch disappeared on the spot, transforming into a lingering shadow, charging straight for Zhuge Zhongguang.
Just as he was about to reach Zhuge Zhongguang, he suddenly felt an overwhelming pressure, and his body was immediately immobilized by this force.
The Sect Hierarch was instantly stunned.
Who had unleashed this pressure? How could there be such a terrifying presence?
The next moment, Xuanyuan Chaoge and Lu Chen appeared in front of Zhuge Zhongguang.
Seeing that the newcomers were a young man and an elder, both emitting a presence not inferior to that of a Pseudo Celestial, the Sect Hierarch was dumbfounded again.
Two more Pseudo Celestials?
How could North Country have so many who have reached the Unity Realm, when there had been only one anomaly in North Country?
What was going on?
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Where had these Pseudo Celestials come from?
No, that was wrong...
Just as the Sect Hierarch thought both the arrivals were Pseudo Celestials, he suddenly realized that the presence exuding from the elder was even more terrifying; it simply couldn’t be the aura of a Pseudo Celestial.
He himself was a Pseudo Celestial and was very clear about the kind of might a Pseudo Celestial could unleash. If the elder’s presence could press down on him so heavily that he was left breathless, it meant the elder’s strength far surpassed his own.
A Celestial... A Celestial!!!
That was a Celestial!!!
The face of the Sect Hierarch instantly turned pale!