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Chapter 972 - 780: Seeing the Inherited Memories of the East Again?_3

Chapter 972: Chapter 780: Seeing the Inherited Memories of the East Again?_3

"Crack!"

As it roared, the sculpture was suddenly riddled with cracks.

Dark, blood-veined patterns emerged all over the surface.

"Damn, we’re in deep trouble!"

Wang Zijia watched the robot-like statue undergo such transformation, feeling a void in his heart.

Realizing something was wrong, he didn’t care to deal with the situation, and his entire blood entity flashed before vanishing on the spot.

The next moment, Wang Zijia’s figure appeared in the outer battle ring.

"Go!"

With a shout, Wang Zijia raised his hand and threw out streaming light, shooting towards the many disciples.

The disciples, stunned, suddenly found themselves being pulled by a force, flickering towards the outside of the battlefield.

Immortals like Zhang Guangyu were initially taken aback.

Wang Zijia’s actions were different from what had been discussed.

Previously, it was agreed that, once Wang Zijia confirmed there was no danger in the valley, he would come up to join forces and trap the Holy Spirit.

Although the plan had changed, no one hesitated; they followed their instincts to quickly retreat, scooping up a large group of disciples as they fled, just as Wang Zijia had done.

Leaving behind a bunch of dumbfounded demons and ghosts.

Before the crowd could understand what had happened, after a mere moment.

"Boom boom!"

"Boom boom!"

The entire canyon was blasted away in a massive explosion; a great shockwave, accompanied by eerie blood light, rapidly spread in all directions.

The first to bear the brunt were the countless resentful souls that were clueless about what was occurring and were preparing to pursue Wang Zijia and his party, and the Holy Spirit, whose expression slightly changed, intending to dive below to check the arrangements in the canyon.

The blood light enshrouded them in the blink of an eye. They were devoured and vanished without even a bubble, one after another.

Then, the bloody shockwave spread rapidly. Many fleeing Immortal Venerates, upon seeing this, turned pale.

However, as fearsome as the shockwave was, the spreading blood light was extraordinarily fast.

Wang Zijia’s complexion also changed slightly. His entire body melted into a blood entity again, forming a huge light orb that encompassed everyone.

Indeed, when the strange blood light swept over him, it did not devour them quietly as it had the resentful souls but passed over as though Wang Zijia didn’t exist, continuing to spread.

But the massive shockwave that followed treated the giant blood-light orb that Wang Zijia had become as if it did exist.

"Boom boom!"

The immense force, together with Wang Zijia’s huge form, violently collided with the bright orb that was Wang Zijia, compressing the orb into an odd shape afterward.

"Whoosh!"

The next moment, the monks inside Wang Zijia’s transformed blood-light orb were ejected, shooting out of the range of the bloody light in the blink of an eye.

"Wave!"

After flying far away, the blood-light orb finally burst.

The monks who fell from the light group were all shaken, each with fear lingering in their hearts.

And the light group that had exploded beside them turned into droplets of blood, eventually regathering into Wang Zijia.

"Spurt!"

No sooner had he solidified than Wang Zijia, looking pale, spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood rapidly decayed, and cracks appeared all over his body.

"Patriarch!"

"Fellow Daoist Sheng Hong!"

The surrounding monks voiced their concerns.

Wang Zijia gestured with his hand that he was fine, wiped the decaying blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked up into the distance.

Everyone worriedly looked in the same direction.

"What is that?"

"This is bad!"

"Could this be signaling the arrival of some entity...?"

The crowd murmured as they looked into the distance, their expressions growing solemn.

In the distance, the strange blood light that had spread with the explosion, instead of dissipating after reaching a certain extent, quickly contracted back and then transformed into a beam of bloody light, shooting up into the sky, seemingly piercing a hole through the sky dome!

"Roar!"

Within the beam of light, a terrifying sculpture’s phantom howled skyward, glaring fiercely at Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia paused, looking at the giant sculpture, suddenly sensing something.

He looked up vigorously and saw that the blood-colored beam of light seemed to have pierced through the sky dome; not only was the sealed world opened, but Wang Zijia could also see the endless void beyond the world.

At that moment, it seemed as if something, following the guidance of the bloody light, was speeding towards them.

And the Yaoshan Realm, which was targeted by this entity, was actually trembling.

Yes, the Great Thousand World was instinctively trembling as if in fear!

The entire world was shaking, causing countless volcanoes to erupt and tsunamis to rise, creating a scene of world-ending disaster.

The many shock-stricken monks around were blankly watching this unfold.

Zhang Guangyu, realizing something, turned deathly pale.

Wang Zijia looked up at the void and bloody beam of light, then at the bewildered monks around him.

Destroying the world with sin, and the savior destined to save it?

So that’s how it is!

Indeed... Different recipes, yet the same flavor.

This Time Capsule shares the same nature as traversing through Time Sin; both force him to choose a side!

Previously, he thought he had plenty of time in this era, but to his surprise, this journey through time lasted less than two months!

"It seems I probably won’t have the chance to wait for the Dao Court’s people to come and go with them to see the Central Immortal Palace," Wang Zijia suddenly said with a smile, then turned to speak to Zhang Guangyu and the others.

Zhang Guangyu, who had been staring desperately at the sky, went blank.

"I’ll leave the Zhang Family in your hands from now on, Patriarch!" Wang Zijia said to Zhang Guangyu, his gaze still blank, revealing a pure smile.

Zhang Guangyu, in a daze, instinctively wanted to say: Don’t call me Patriarch.

But before he could speak, his eyes bulged in shock.

It was not just Zhang Guangyu; all the Celestial and Earth Immortals around, as well as most of the God Monarch disciples who had managed to escape because of Wang Zijia, were staring at him in horror.

Wang Zijia suddenly levitated into the sky, and as he flew upwards, his body began to emit points of green light.

Then, a horrifying presence rose behind him. Amidst the entanglement of Tao and reason, Wang Zijia floated in mid-air.

On his forehead, a Green Crystal emerged like a Third Eye, shimmering.

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