fifth form

Chapter 3696 A Winding Path Leads to a Secluded Spot
Zhang Xuezhou's loud shout was not to encourage himself to attack, but to announce the start of the battle.

Zhenyuan Shenjun was a step too slow, and the new emperor's attack came without delay.

As the Sky Shuttle plunged into the ground, his body was already floating in the air. He used the Dongqie Magic Sword as his starting stance, emitting a blinding white light, and then he used the Vertical Sword Technique to strike and fall.

"Thank goodness, you're all alone!"

Zhang Xuezhou's Sky Shuttle almost fell into the air, but he quickly grabbed it and pulled the spirit wood staff on his back into his hand.

The Emperor's iconic golden robe was undoubtedly a very good indication, and the fact that a cultivator with such characteristics appeared in a desolate and wild region like Kunlun Holy Land made his identity obvious without even thinking about it.

But Zhang Xuezhou never imagined that Donghua would appear alone in the ruins of the Kunlun Secret Land.

Once Kunlun and Lingxiao merged, it was impossible for a large group of cultivators to suddenly emerge from this secret place. Zhang Xuezhou launched the attack without hesitation for even a second.

But he never uttered the words "Donghua" throughout the entire process.

"You heartless bastard, are you determined to get back at me for the rest of your life?"

Zhang Xuezhou harbored deep resentment, and Donghua was no different.

He dodged and weaved through the swordsmanship shrouded by the new emperor. The emperor's physical body was not only physically strong, but his muscles also had top-notch reflexes and were extremely fast.

The new emperor's sword strikes attempted to lock Donghua several times but failed.

Having just broken through the range of the sword's aura, Donghua couldn't help but curse as he leaped and bounded.

But as soon as his gaze swept over Zhang Xuezhou holding the spirit wood staff and raising it, fear immediately appeared in Donghua's eyes, and he could no longer care about cursing.

"boom!"

A cracking sound rang out, and a piece of willow wood as thick as an arm fell to the ground. Donghua appeared dozens of feet away, still shaken.

"Damn your mother!"

Without turning his head, Donghua cursed angrily and then ignored the crowd behind him, choosing to run away immediately.

"Stop right there!"

Zhang Xuezhou shouted loudly.

He rarely used the spiritwood staff, and this strike, landing on the puppet provided by the Willow God, left him somewhat unwilling.

"You think I'll just stand there because you tell me to? I'm not that stupid!"

Donghua shouted, and after running only a few dozen feet, he leaped into the dense tree roots, which immediately concealed his figure.

In just a few flashes, Donghua had vanished.

"Willow Goddess, where did your secluded path technique send the Emperor?"

Zhenyuan Shenjun shouted loudly. Even though he had never met Donghua, he could tell that something was wrong with the Emperor.

No matter how well you hide it in ordinary times, your true nature will inevitably be revealed when faced with life and death.

Especially since Zhang Xuezhou launched the attack without any prior notice, Zhenyuan Shenjun felt that the Emperor might have encountered some unknown problems.

With a flick of his sleeve, the tree roots blocking his path were swept away and sent more than ten meters away. Many of the tree roots rolled and jumped on the ground like dead snakes, creating an extremely eerie scene.

“I am your corpse collector, I know your origins, don’t make me go underground to find your original body,” said Zhenyuan Shenjun.

"Zhen Yuan, are you going to become a traitor to Kunlun?"

A dull thud echoed from beneath the uneven ground.

As Zhenyuan Shenjun said, Liu Shen's origins are indeed underground, not a tree on the ground.

"If something happens to the Emperor, and you remain so stubborn, conservative, and unable to discern the truth, then you will become the traitors!"

Zhenyuan Shenjun glanced at Zhang Xuezhou, and only continued his reprimand after receiving confirmation.

At the same time, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, realizing that Zhang Xuezhou hadn't said anything about the Emperor before, and had only suddenly launched an attack when he was about to find an opportunity.

If it weren't for their mutual understanding, Zhenyuan Shenjun would indeed have found it difficult to adapt to this sudden change in style after leaving Kunlun. "Zhenyuan, are you going to become a traitor to Kunlun?"

As the repeated questioning came, Zhenyuan Shenjun's expression inevitably darkened slightly.

"The Emperor said that the Willow God has a hearing problem, often catching the first sentence but not the second," Zhang Xuezhou said to Zhenyuan God. "I happen to have learned some speaking skills, so I can say a few words to him!"

Under the spell of the Demonic Sound Transformation, Zhang Xuezhou's voice went from weak to strong, piercing through like a sharp sword.

"When the Emperor was traveling in spirit through the void, his body was inadvertently invaded by a demon, and he has not been able to return to his physical body since. You have accompanied the Emperor for a thousand years and have the most detailed records of him. You can use these records to compare with the person who left using your magical powers to see if his words and actions are consistent with those in the records!"

Zhang Xuezhou's attack speed was already very fast, and the new emperor was even more tacit, cooperating with the attack without asking any questions.

If Donghua were to put up any resistance, the opponents would fall into their repeated doubles attacks. However, the opponents dodged without hesitation, and after making a clear judgment, they would use protective and escape methods without hesitation.

Except for not calling upon 'Donghua' to command the Void Heaven Palace to suppress it, everything had achieved the best effect Zhang Xuezhou could.

He even encountered Donghua, who was alone, a chance meeting that Zhang Xuezhou found somewhat unbelievable.

If Zhang Xuezhou didn't seize this opportunity, he would feel he would be letting down his soaring luck.

Did you hear me clearly?

Zhang Xuezhou used his magic to question the emperor three times in a row, only stopping when the new emperor beside him began to cover his ears.

"You...you...you actually know my Achilles' heel..."

A faint response came from underground. Just as Zhang Xuezhou was slightly surprised, the ground suddenly cracked open, and hundreds or even thousands of tree roots, like earthworms turning over in the soil, kept jumping around in the mud.

"It seems that Liu Shen is a little afraid of noise!"

"What is this fatal weakness?"

Zhang Xuezhou and Zhenyuan Shenjun exchanged a glance. When Zhang Xuezhou shouted and questioned again, the messy tree roots kept moving and had already built an underground passage to pass through.

"It seems you've compared him to the Emperor in your memory and realized he's an imposter!"

"Only the Emperor knows my Achilles' heel!"

The voices underground grew fainter and fainter, as if they were driven to a mental breakdown by the penetrating power of Zhang Xuezhou's voice, and even gave up on the one-to-one verification.

"Can we come in?"

The new emperor looked at the underground passage formed by tree roots, then bent down and looked inside.

Everyone was skilled on the surface, but once they were underground, all their skills became difficult to use. The new emperor felt that this kind of place was only suitable for the Holy Mother of Wudang.

"I'll go in and check the situation first. You guys stay here and block the entrance to prevent him from running away!"

The underground is not a good space for fighting. Once you go underground and are crushed by the soil, no matter how skilled you are, you will be restricted. If you are attacked, it will be a disaster.

Zhang Xuezhou only dared to enter because he knew there were favored places within a 500-mile radius, which would allow him to escape quickly.

Be careful!

The new emperor gave him a word of advice, and Zhang Xuezhou nodded before picking up his spiritwood staff and bowing as he entered the tree root passage.

A sliver of light illuminated the passage, then receded into the distance, accompanied by the contraction of numerous tree roots, and the ground collapsed and filled in.

"This technique is too eerie and bizarre!"

The new emperor made a complaint, which drew several glances from Zhenyuan Divine Lord.

No matter how mysterious Kunlun's techniques are, they are useless; they cannot overcome skill with brute force.

His gaze swept over the longsword held in the new emperor's right hand. The sword was very clean, spotless, but a dark red mark remained on the ground where the tip of the sword was pointing.

That is the Emperor's blood.

In just a brief encounter, His Majesty broke through the Emperor's physical defenses and caused damage.

This pleased Zhenyuan Shenjun greatly, as he felt that the Jieyin Sect Master, who was good at defense, finally had a powerful offensive opponent.