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Chapter 961 - 777: Does the Zhang’s Direct Lineage All Possess Innate Wisdom?!

Chapter 961: Chapter 777: Does the Zhang’s Direct Lineage All Possess Innate Wisdom?!

The monks stared blankly for a moment, then, as if by an unspoken agreement, they began to converge towards the unclaimed Immortal-level Holy Spirits, readying to besiege them.

"Damn, let’s go!"

Seeing that the situation was utterly lost, the leading Holy Spirit in the core battlefield hesitated no more; with a wave of his hand, the Streaming Light that filled the sky was retracted, and then he transformed into a beam of energy, fleeing into the distance like a rainbow.

The sword-wielding Profound Immortal Cultivator, seeing this, raised his hand to launch a strike, unleashing a terrifying Sword Qi.

"Mmm!"

After a muffled hum, the Streaming Light vanished without a trace.

Seeing this, the sword-wielding cultivator did not pursue further.

Wang Zijia had no intention of giving chase either. Holding onto the long banner, he gasped for breath slightly as the immense Ghost Banner in his hand began to shrink slowly.

On the Black Flag, one could see countless Resentful Souls struggling in vain while the Five Immortal Children, transformed into terrifying evil spirits, viciously devoured them within!

Although he possessed the combat power of a Profound Immortal, unleashing attacks of that scale was still somewhat burdensome for him, a Celestial Immortal.

In particular, the consumption of Immortal Yuan was significant; after deploying the two flags, half of his Immortal Yuan was depleted.

Facing a Profound Immortal, he was already outmatched, let alone giving chase!

If it really came to that, who was chasing whom was still uncertain!

"Did we win?"

"Are we victorious?"

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After a moment of silence, countless people erupted into cheers.

"Clean up the battlefield, tally the spoils!"

After a moment of cheering, some Celestial Immortals began to maintain order on the battlefield.

Wang Zijia glanced at the countless Corpses and Utensils below with some envy.

However, perhaps due to the unusually long duration of this traversal, not only was he unable to extract any Magic tools like before, but even the range enveloped by the Golden Balance within his Sea of ​​Consciousness was only a mere ten feet square.

Thus, Wang Zijia did nothing.

At that moment, the sword-wielding leading cultivator from above floated down and stopped in front of Wang Zijia. Giving him a bow, he said, "I am Zhang Guangyu, and I thank this Fellow Daoist for the aid!"

Wang Zijia returned the bow and said, "It was only right."

As they spoke, Wang Zijia’s aura began to subside.

To Zhang Guangyu’s surprised gaze, Wang Zijia rapidly returned to the Late Heavenly Immortal Stage.

However, he did not rashly inquire further but instead asked, "How did Fellow Daoist break through the blockades and enter our realm? Are you an Immortal Court cultivator? Has the Immortal Court’s main headquarters sent reinforcements?"

Facing several questions in an instant, Wang Zijia was taken aback and shook his head, saying, "I’m afraid Fellow Daoist is mistaken. If I were to say that I am originally a member of the Zhang Family, would you believe me?"

Zhang Guangyu was slightly taken aback.

"Cough cough!" Before he could say more, a wave of fluctuations in his aura appeared, and his complexion quickly paled.

In Wang Zijia’s perception, the fluctuation of the other’s soul was too active.

’Could it be... that he was injured by that Profound Immortal Holy Spirit during the earlier battle, affecting his very soul?’

Whether eager to heal or fearing a sudden assault from the unfamiliar Wang Zijia, Zhang Guangyu, after briefly stabilizing his breath, hastily said, "Excuse me, I need to heal my injuries first, and then we can talk more later."

Wang Zijia saw that the battle had ended, but he had not yet immediately returned.

Clearly, this battle was not a world-ending crisis, which meant he was likely to remain in the Zhang Family for an unpredictable period.

At this moment, he naturally replied with a smile, "Please, Fellow Daoist, feel free!"

"Dai Fei!" Upon seeing this, Zhang Guangyu called out to someone on the side.

An Immortal-level cultivator immediately flew over and said, "Patriarch!"

"I’m going to rest for a bit. You take care of this... "

"I am Li Shenghong, a member of the Zhang Family’s side branch," Wang Zijia quickly reiterated his affiliation.

Zhang Daifei and Zhang Guangyu both paused and looked at Wang Zijia simultaneously.

"Cough cough······" Zhang Guangyu’s breath fluctuated again.

"Patriarch, are you all right?" Zhang Daifei asked with concern.

Zhang Guangyu waved his hand and said, "Take good care of Fellow Daoist Li for me."

"Understood, Grandson!" Zhang Daifei responded.

Zhang Guangyu bowed to Wang Zijia, who returned the gesture slightly, and the former swiftly departed.

Zhang Daifei watched Zhang Guangyu’s departure with concern.

"Don’t worry, Fellow Daoist Zhang’s injuries, while serious, are not at a terrible stage yet!" Wang Zijia said with a smile at this moment.

Zhang Daifei, upon hearing this, slightly regained his composure. He opened his mouth, intending to address Wang Zijia as a senior.

But noting Wang Zijia’s current cultivation level and his puzzling introduction just moments before, he hesitated and eventually said, "This way, Fellow Daoist Li!"

Wang Zijia returned the greeting, and then followed the other, flying in a specific direction.

Clearly, this was a battle between invaders and defenders, with the Holy Spirits on the invading side and the Zhang Family’s monks defending.

And the defending side appeared to be a super large clan force: the Zhang Family!

As such, the battlefield was conducted not far from the clan’s territory, with even a small part taking place at the edge of the clan’s land.

Below them, the Ruins spread out, with Blood flowing like rivers, which included the area where Li Shenghong had once lived.

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Consequently, the Zhang Family’s core territory was not far away.

Thus, it only took a moment for Wang Zijia and his escort to find themselves within a Core Building Complex. Wang Zijia was personally led by Zhang Daifei and settled into the highest-grade guest house.

Zhang Daifei, after much deliberation, couldn’t help but ask, "Fellow Daoist, did you just say that you are a disciple of our clan? Or are you saying you’re a member of another realm’s Zhang Family here to assist?"

Wang Zijia laughed and said, "Of course, I’m a disciple from the clan. However, it’s quite confusing; I don’t really know what happened."