"Even if they’re far away, they will be punished." For others, these words might sound boastful, but considering the fate of the Heaven-shaking Demon Emperor, the Peacock Emperor and others couldn’t help but believe.
Zhang’s figure was very illusory. In reality, she wasn’t so bold as to leave the Haori Base to chase a few Golden Immortals all the way here; she was projected here through the Thick Earth Magnetic Array.
Her expression was sowhat unsatisfied.
To be honest, if it were possible, she would really like to keep all these people in front of her.
The problem is, being able to kill the Heaven-shaking Demon Emperor was due to them having cleared the Xuanwei Sea—the Sun-shooting Army’s achievents were inseparable from the detection data of the Thick Earth Magnetic Array. Nowadays, the detection range of the Thick Earth Magnetic Array only covered the Xuanwei Sea and part of the North Sea.
If the Heaven-shaking Demon Emperor had run a bit farther, he really couldn’t have been shot.
On the other hand, the Sun-shooting Army was really almost exhausted. Even after consuming a massive amount of Spirit Stones and with the assistance of the Golden Sun Burning Heaven Array, after shooting three arrows, their consud Divine Sense had not fully recovered—perhaps they could shoot one or two more arrows, but it wouldn’t be enough to kill a Golden Immortal, rendering it aningless.
Therefore, Zhang looked at the Peacock Emperor and others with a tinge of regret in her eyes.
Seeing her expression, the Peacock Emperor and the Yaochi Blissful Heavenly Lady panicked—they realized this woman really intended to kill them all!
The Peacock Emperor and the Yaochi Blissful Heavenly Lady exchanged a look, as if acknowledging that the Jiushan Sect and their factions had long been adversarial. Saying more was pointless, and the two of them said nothing more, rapidly retreating towards the West Continent.
But as for the Supre Dao’s Xuan Chengzi and his group, they were at a loss.
He also wanted to leave... but the Supre Dao was situated in the East Continent!
To return ho, he would have to pass through the Xuanwei Sea.
To pass through the Xuanwei Sea, he would have to cross under the sky-shooting arrows of the Jiushan Sect.
What could be done about this?
Zhang watched as the Peacock Emperor and his companion departed, her eyes still harboring a murderous intent, as if reminded of the people from the Supre Dao, she squinted at Xuan Chengzi and the others.
She had yet to achieve the Dao Fruit, but the fact that the three sons of the Supre Dao felt sowhat uneasy under her gaze was indisputable.
"Does the Supre Dao also wish to oppose my Jiushan Sect?"
Zhang asked slowly.
Xuan Chengzi pulled at his face, awkwardly stretching a smile, and said, "My Supre Dao and the Jiushan Sect have always been on friendly terms. How could we possibly oppose the Jiushan Sect?"
"Really?"
"Of course!" Xuan Chengzi nodded repeatedly, adding, "We are here only to borrow your sect’s sacred ground to return to our sect."
Zhang nodded slowly, as if she believed him.
"The Supre Dao doesn’t wish to oppose my Jiushan Sect?"
"Absolutely not!"
"In that case, why did I hear that so ti ago, a rchant team from my Jiushan Sect was driven out of the territory of the Supre Dao, and the disciples of the Supre Dao no longer co to trade with my Jiushan Sect? Rumor has it that soone from the Supre Dao harbors great hostility towards my Jiushan Sect?" Zhang’s eyes seed playful and she spoke slowly, "There’s even talk of not selling a single pill to my Jiushan Sect?"
Xuan Chengzi’s face alternated between being blue and white, stamring, "Hostility? Who’s hostile? It must be a misunderstanding among our disciples!"
"Since that’s the case, can the Jiushan Sect buy pills from the Supre Dao?"
"Of course we can!"
"Can goods from the Jiushan Sect enter the Supre Dao?"
"There will be no hindrance."
Zhang seed satisfied, nodding her chin towards Xuan Chengzi, "In that case, my Jiushan Sect will not take action against the friends from the Supre Dao."
Xuan Chengzi clasped his hands in a gesture of respect, his expression amicable and even a bit humble, as he led the disciples of the Supre Dao away into the distance.
Watching them disappear at the edge of the horizon, a voice sounded in Zhang’s ear, "The Supre Dao cannot be trusted. Xuan Chengzi has ill intentions."
"I know." Zhang nodded towards the Shuyu Dragon Lord, "He is likely coveting the Hongng Purple Qi. The Sect Leader thinks... the Supre Dao should be left alone."
"The Sect Leader said this?"
"Yes." Zhang explained, "According to the observations made at Leiyin Temple, there seems to be significant division within the Supre Dao. Xuan Chengzi hates the Nine Nether and has a leaning towards Thunder Sound, but there is also a faction that dislikes the Buddhist Sect. They may not necessarily wish to ally with us, but they certainly won’t fully follow Lu Yao."
"Even this Xuan Chengzi, who appears respectful towards Lu Yao, actually doesn’t get along well with Thunder Sound. His true intention is still the interest of the Supre Dao."
The Shuyu Dragon Lord fell into contemplation.
"I also want to show them so strength. But even if the Sun-shooting Army could reach the Supre Dao, the presence of a Daoist Venerable would likely make success difficult." Zhang sighed, "On the other hand, if we force them too hard, the Supre Dao could beco truly united, and nine Golden Immortals would be overwhelming for us. It’s better to let them bicker among themselves."
"This is very true."
"Most importantly, our greatest enemy is Leiyin Temple. It is unwise to create more enemies." Zhang exhaled, as if convincing herself, "Our main strategic goal during this ti is not the Supre Dao."
"Strategic goal?"
Zhang lowered her gaze, looking at the vast ocean beneath her feet with a hint of irony, "We, the Jiushan Sect, have fired three arrows, consuming so many resources, there should be so spoils of war."
"Spoils of war..."
Zhang squinted, looking down at the ocean under her feet, "If you co out now, I can spare your life."
"Otherwise..."
Before she could finish her sentence, a figure with a bitter expression appeared on the sea’s surface, none other than the Cangming Dragon King.
He shrunk his neck, teary-eyed and helpless. The Peacock Great Saint and his companion could return to Leiyin Temple, but how was he to leave the North Sea?
To be honest, seeing Zhang Wuyi now made him tremble a bit internally, a Golden Immortal! A Golden Immortal died just like that right before his eyes!
Died in the North Sea!
Seeing him bow his head, not daring to look directly at the two figures, the Shuyu Dragon Lord sneered, "Can’t speak now? A mont ago, weren’t you loudly calling a ’lowly maid’?"
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