Dragon God Supreme
Chapter 1120: Tianying Pavilion Wind Shadow

Chapter 1120: Chapter 1120: Tianying Pavilion Wind Shadow

Just a second ago he was at the southern mines, but in the next second, he eerily appeared in the eastern region, truly baffling.

"The breath was indeed in the southern mines just now, with no sign of it shifting, yet it suddenly appeared in the eastern region. This is quite similar to the Dragon God Clan’s instantaneous movement, but there is no trace of the Dragon God Clan’s presence."

"A mid-stage Heavenly God realm, who on earth could it be?"

Yun Zhongzi felt very strange in his heart, but there was no time for him to ponder as he immediately rushed to the eastern mines.

However, when Yun Zhongzi arrived at the eastern region, he found that the breath had once again disappeared into thin air, as if deliberately avoiding him.

Looking at the Heavenly Monarch who had been slain in one hit, Yun Zhongzi’s face contorted fiercely, his facial muscles twitching violently, and his towering rage seemed about to burst forth.

"How preposterous! Deliberately avoiding me just to deal with others, and being able to completely hide his breath, who exactly is it?"

"This person was able to elude my detection, their cultivation must be extraordinary; otherwise, they wouldn’t dare to sneak into the mine to kill!"

Yun Zhongzi’s voice was dark and angry, as a ferocious killing intent whirled around him.

The numerous cultivators in the mine were terrified and trembled with fear, their faces horror-stricken, afraid that Yun Zhongzi would punish them in his anger.

The breath that had disappeared once again did not reappear, even though Yun Zhongzi was a late-stage Heavenly God, he was powerless to do anything.

"Qiankun Death Spirit Barrier!" In a fit of rage, Yun Zhongzi suddenly roared, unleashing a terrifying power that caused his body to flash with dazzling purple light.

A dreadful energy rapidly spread in all directions, covering the entire vast mine in the blink of an eye.

"Pursue with all our might." Yun Zhongzi shouted, his overwhelming aura captivating the souls, instilling boundless fear in people.

After about ten minutes, six Heavenly Monarch powerhouses flashed into the scene, one of them reported respectfully, "Reporting to Lord Yun Zhongzi, Shui Han and the six others have been killed; the assassin’s whereabouts are unknown."

"How preposterous!" Yun Zhongzi was furious. Even though the mine had been sealed off, they couldn’t find the assassin throughout the entire mine.

"My lord, I’m afraid the assassin has already escaped," said one of the Heavenly Monarchs.

With a fierce and murderous gaze sweeping around, Yun Zhongzi asked in a deep voice, "Who exactly are you, sir? Do you know who I am? Do you know that this mine is under Emperor Ling’s control? Have you considered the consequences of killing here?"

"You harmed the innocent cultivators of the Heavenly Realm, have you ever considered the consequences?" Feng Wuchen’s icy voice suddenly came through, ethereal and illusory, making it impossible to pinpoint his exact location.

"Consequences?" Yun Zhongzi said coldly: "They dared to defy divine authority; it was they who sought their own death. Emperor Ling, out of kindness, did not kill them but punished them, to give them a chance to repent."

"Divine authority is corrupt and rotten, only bringing disaster to the Heavenly Realm," Feng Wuchen’s icy voice rang out again.

"Disaster?" Yun Zhongzi said grimly: "Without divine authority, the Heavenly Realm will lose order, and that will be the true disaster. Divine authority can bring a better future to the Heavenly Realm."

"Isn’t everyone being free even better? A better future is nothing but an excuse for you high-standing powerholders to solidify your own positions. Ignoring the humiliation and suffering others have to endure, just so you can maintain your lofty status—that’s what you call divine authority?" Feng Wuchen’s angry shout came, carrying with it an intense killing intent.

"Everyone being free." The cultivators in the mine shivered uncontrollably.

A world without oppression, without humiliation, where everyone is equal—such a world would be a beautiful one.

"Enough talk, those who stand against divine authority will never meet a good end; you ants can never defeat the Heavenly Sovereign," Yun Zhongzi shouted angrily, his killing intent skyrocketing.

"One day, I will personally destroy this corrupt divine authority," Feng Wuchen declared coldly.

"Go ahead and try if you please, I won’t stop you, but it remains to be seen if you’ll get the chance. Get out here!" Yun Zhongzi commanded coldly, his face turning increasingly fierce.

"Aren’t I right here?" Feng Wuchen’s figure silently appeared in the midair of the mine.

Yun Zhongzi’s icy gaze swept over, and the eyes of everyone in the mine also turned to Feng Wuchen.

"Who are you? What’s your purpose?" With a fierce gaze sizing up Feng Wuchen, Yun Zhongzi asked in a deep voice, his terrifying killing intent locking onto Feng Wuchen.

"An assassin Wind Shadow from Tianying Pavilion," Feng Wuchen replied without hesitation.

"Tianying Pavilion has some nerve, daring to meddle in Emperor Ling’s affairs. Don’t think you can do whatever you want just because Tianying Pavilion isn’t under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Sovereign," Yun Zhongzi chided coldly.

"Those who really do as they please are you, the self-proclaimed lofty and refined ones who speak of future of the Heavenly Realm, yet commit acts lower than beasts, completely mad and heartless!" Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Enough talk, the fact you’ve dared to intrude into the Heavenly Spirit Stone mine shows you’re ready to die!" Yun Zhongzi said viciously as terrifying power erupted from him, launching an attack without hesitation.

Yun Zhongzi was a late-stage Heavenly God, his strength and speed both dreadfully formidable.

Instantaneous movement.

The instant Yun Zhongzi made a move, with just a thought, Feng Wuchen’s figure vanished into thin air.

Yun Zhongzi, who arrived in an instant, was about to unleash his attack, but his expression drastically changed: "This is... the Dragon God Clan’s instantaneous movement!"

Yun Zhongzi was quite familiar with the Dragon God Clan and recognized at a glance that Feng Wuchen was using instantaneous movement.

"The Tianying Pavilion has good relations with the Dragon God Clan, but is this kid from the Dragon God Clan or a Tianying Pavilion assassin? If he’s from the Dragon God Clan, why does he have no aura of the Dragon God Clan? I can’t discern his level of cultivation, and among the assassins of Tianying Pavilion, this person has never been seen before," Yun Zhongzi pondered deeply.

"This killing intent is... of the first-class Heavenly level!" While Yun Zhongzi was puzzling, his face underwent another drastic change as he detected a terrifying killing intent materializing out of nowhere.

"Be careful!" Yun Zhongzi shouted a warning to the several Heavenly Monarchs below at the first opportunity.

"Too late!" An extremely cold voice sounded.

"Swish swish swish!"

"Sss sss sss!"

A Black Shadow appeared out of nowhere, launched like lightning. In the blink of an eye, with the flicker of cold light, six Heavenly Monarch powerhouses were struck at the throat with a sword, killed with a single blow!

"A first-class Heavenly assassin Tianming!" Seeing that Black Shadow, Yun Zhongzi’s face contorted ferociously, he gritted his teeth, and a towering rage erupted.

"A first-class Heavenly assassin from Tianying Pavilion!" Tens of thousands of cultivators exclaimed in terror.

In the blink of an eye, six Heavenly Monarch level powerhouses were killed instantly.

"Wind Shadow, your method really isn’t bad, successfully taking down the Heavenly Monarch powerhouses," Tianming praised.

"Everyone, today is the day you see the light of day again. Those who want to live, come with me and fight our way out, utterly destroy the Heavenly Spirit Stone mine!" Feng Wuchen shouted, turning his gaze towards the crowd.

"Just the likes of you?" Yun Zhongzi stared at Tianming very coldly, the late-stage Heavenly God’s power surging out continuously, like an erupting volcano.