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Chapter 874 - 450 upgrade_3

Chapter 874: 450 upgrade_3

Zhu Tingchao sneered coldly and said, "Those who block my path to the Dao shall be killed without mercy!"

Yan Chengfa also said, "Having cultivated to this Realm, do we still need a reason to kill? My life is mine to control, and good or evil, right or wrong, it’s all up to me to decide!"

Peng Weixing understood and sighed, "The Fate Realm is all about fighting against others; it’s either you die or I perish."

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Bang bang bang~

The melodious chimes echoed throughout the city, reverberating one after another.

Inside Li Xingluo’s cave dwelling, a Sound Transmission Talisman sent out a grand voice:

"The Dock Master orders everyone to immediately gather at the ’Gathering Immortals Platform’.

Fang Zhixing couldn’t help but furrow his brows.

Xigou transmitted a message saying, "The last time Tingchao Dock gathered you all at the Gathering Immortals Platform was to attack the Moving Mountain Sect; what is it for this time? Is it common for Immortal City to be at war so frequently?"

Fang Zhixing also found it somewhat strange.

Tingchao Dock and the Moving Mountain Sect just had a big battle less than a month ago, and now there’s another major move?

With this in mind, Fang Zhixing activated the Prison Suppressing Tribulation Skill to glimpse into future events.

The powerful force of Fate surged, and a series of scenes appeared in Fang Zhixing’s mind.

All were of the future he was about to experience.

In an instant, Fang Zhixing’s expression changed, and he clicked his tongue, "What the heck, is the Old Ancestor of Tingchao personally ordering a blood wash of the entire city?"

"Ah, Tu City? Really?"

Xigou was stunned, "A rabbit doesn’t eat the grass near its burrow. Has the Old Ancestor of Tingchao gone mad, planning to slaughter his own stronghold?"

Fang Zhixing stood up, answering, "I’ll go check what’s going on first."

With a flicker of his figure, he left the cave dwelling.

Shortly after, he arrived at the Gathering Immortals Platform and immediately spotted Zhu Wenji, walking over to ask, "Do you know why we’ve been summoned?"

Zhu Wenji spread his hands and said, "It was quite sudden; I haven’t had the chance to ask yet."

Fang Zhixing understood and stood waiting in place.

After just a moment, Dock Master Peng Weixing appeared with a serious expression, first distributing a white headband to each person.

Then, he scanned the crowd and shouted, "Welcome the Old Ancestor!"

All the disciples were greatly surprised.

Zhu Tingchao was a true Immortal who had been silent for many years, as elusive as the Divine Dragon.

No one expected to have the fortune to meet this True Immortal today, and for a moment, the crowd was excited.

Fang Zhixing, having already glimpsed this future, was not surprised at all.

It was also because of Zhu Tingchao’s presence, with his cultivation superior to his own, that he couldn’t glimpse further into the future.

Zhu Tingchao smiled slightly and said loudly, "Everyone, I, the Old Ancestor, appear today to bring unfortunate news. A severe plague has broken out in the city, with a 100% fatal rate for cultivators."

These words landed like a storm sweeping over, shocking everyone into wide-eyed amazement.

No one doubted Zhu Tingchao’s words, for as an immortal old ancestor, his words were golden and true.

Zhu Tingchao continued, "This plague is extraordinarily vicious; even I, the Old Ancestor, have no solution, but I can only wield the power of Fate to preset your futures, temporarily preserving your lives, but in time, you will still perish."

Peng Weixing added, "At present, there is only one method, and that is to eliminate all the infected.

I have already contacted the Wandering Dragon Sect and Moving Mountain Sect to cleanse all infected within our own territories, killing without mercy, leaving none alive."

The collective disciples were rocked to their core, unable to digest this news in the short term.

"Time waits for no one..."

Zhu Tingchao spread his arms wide, and the immense power of Fate surged forth like Thunder, "I shall now preset your futures; you will kill those not wearing a white headband!"

As he spoke, the power of Fate transformed into icy cold venomous snakes, pouncing on the disciples and wrapping around them.

Fang Zhixing was no exception...