Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chapter 391: Chapter 279 Ending Before Returning_3

Zhao Sheng offered a slight smile but did not explain. Instead, he asked, “I merely wish to conduct several transactions with your sect. Would Mr. Zeng care to listen?”

“I would like to hear the details!” This time, Zeng Kui’s response was very serious, devoid of any frivolity present before.

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Half a month later, on a desolate small island to the northwest of Fushan Island.

Suddenly, with a “boom”, the originally calm skies began to shake violently, and the surface of the island started to shimmer with chaotic light.

With a “snap”, the Prohibition that enveloped this area was forcefully torn apart!

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Followed by the “swoosh, swoosh” of Breaking Void, two faint black tunneling lights descended and transformed into two figures in black robes with veiled faces, who then appeared atop the reefs in a flash.

At that moment, the ground of the small island cracked open abruptly, revealing a path from which four people flew out.

The four individuals were seemingly led by an elderly man with white hair and a fox-like face. Besides him, there was a tall and burly man with long hair, an old woman with a withered complexion, and a young woman with a graceful figure.

“Who are you?”

“We are the ones who will send you on your way,” Zhao Sheng said indifferently, not taking the sudden appearance of the four people to heart.

“Seeking death!” The old man flew into a rage and with a wave of his hand, the other three immediately dispersed, forming a semicircular enclosure, completely cutting off Zhao Sheng and his companion’s escape route.

“One Golden Core, three Foundation Establishment. There’s no escape now—definitely the people from the Seven Mysterious Sect!”

The Divine Sense of Zeng Kui in a black robe flickered, his eyes registering the old man he recognized.

Among the four, the white-haired old man was Black Poison Sha Nu from the Seven Mysterious Demon Sect, with a cultivation at the Golden Core Early Stage. This man was a renowned assassin in Shattered Star Sea.

The remaining three were disciples of Sha Nu, also infamous Foundation Establishment assassins, who had once joint-handedly assassinated a Golden Core cultivator from the Exotic Continent and thus made a name for themselves.

“Taoist Zhao, I have done what you asked me to. Sha Nu is yours to handle. Leave the others to me,” Zeng Kui secretly transmitted his voice to Zhao Sheng.

“Rest assured, Master Zeng! You won’t lack a single Foundation Establishment Pill or Heart-washing Pill, as long as there truly is a Thousand-year-old Xuanxuan Fruit here,” Zhao Sheng transmitted back calmly, his gaze passing over the four opponents and quickly scanning the surroundings once more.

“The intelligence of our sect is never wrong!” Zeng Kui replied with a transmitted message, a flash of white light in his hand revealing a slender Blood Blade.

A chillingly sharp aura spread out, turning the faces of the opposing four cold as intense black light also began to radiate from them.

The depths to which the Blood Demon Sect had infiltrated the Cultivation World of the Shattered Star Sea were known only to the highest echelons of the Blood Demon Sect.

Yet the Blood Demon Sect’s intelligence was known to be accurate, an acknowledgment commonly accepted by everyone.

This was also one of the reasons Zhao Sheng had actively sought them out.

“Remember, Master Zeng, we must fight quickly and decisively!”

After giving the instruction, Zhao Sheng’s figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

The next moment, a dark shadow appeared behind the white-haired old man, and a Thunder Ball the size of a large fruit silently entered the old man’s back.

With a thunderous explosion, the island was now engulfed in a massive Electric Light Thunder Cloud, the sky shook unceasingly, and the wind howled.

The white-haired old man let out a half-scream, his body enveloped in electric light, his True Yuan in chaos.

Having spent a lifetime assassinating others, he never imagined he’d one day fall victim to an ambush.

The speed of Zhao Sheng’s movements far surpassed anyone’s imagination.

At the same time, the white-haired old man’s hands rapidly rubbed together, and a blinding black energy suddenly expanded and exploded from his hands, then with a shake, the black energy engulfed all directions.

Zhao Sheng’s eyes narrowed, and his figure disappeared once again, appearing the next second above the sea surface a hundred yards away.