I have a city in another world

Chapter 6700: A Town of Despair and Madness
After the bombing of the Senate began, Tang Zhen stood up and left the restaurant, continuing to move slowly towards the Senate's territory.

The azure sky was covered with thick smoke, and the land for thousands of miles was in ruins. The original paradise on earth became like purgatory.

If someone comes here again, they will be stunned, because the original appearance can no longer be found here.

Tang Zhen walked in it as if he was strolling in a garden, and was not affected by the environment at all.

He wants to go to the heart of the Senate to look for clues to control the artifact.

Many of the previous operations were actually for this moment, just to be able to regain control of the artifact.

Tang Zhen had a hunch that this operation might not go smoothly and might encounter many twists and turns.

The elders of the sect regard the control of the artifact as their life and will ensure that there are no problems with it at all costs.

If the only remaining controlling artifact is lost, it would be equivalent to completely losing the dark realm, and such a price is simply unbearable.

There is a conflict between the two sides, which is almost irreconcilable. Don't expect a peaceful solution at all.

The elder monks who surrounded the restaurant were now standing on both sides of the street, looking at Tang Zhen with complicated eyes.

There was a mixture of anger and anxiety in their eyes, like a volcano about to erupt, but being suppressed by some invisible force.

Anger was like a burning flame, almost devouring their reason; and the anxiety was like a stream of cold water, constantly extinguishing the courage in their hearts.

Before participating in this operation, they never dreamed that things would get to this extent.

The sect's elders council was in such a state, but was blocked at the doorstep by the enemy and was unable to fight back.

Perhaps it’s not that they are unable to fight again, but that no one is willing to fight and don’t want to face the terrible and powerful enemy.

The most shameful thing is that the Immortal Tower City only sent out one person, but was able to shock the entire Senate.

What means are needed to achieve this?
Is the enemy too strong?
Or are we too cowardly?

The more I think about it, the more outrageous it seems, and the more I think about it, the more suffocated I feel.

Some monks from the Elder Council became increasingly suspicious that the sect's Elder Council was just a paper tiger, otherwise it would not have been bullied like this, allowing its territory to be destroyed and members of the organization to be killed.

The elder monks of the Council of Elders in the town of Waiters have been waiting for the Council of Elders to take action and launch a thundering attack on Tang Zhen who dared to offend them.

As time went by, their hearts grew colder.

Until now, we have not been able to wait for the opportunity to counterattack, but instead have seen the territory being bombed once again.

The last attack was more like a warning. Although it caused quite a bit of noise, it did not cause much damage.

This time it was different. There was no reservation in the attack, and it was clear that they wanted to raze the territory of the Senate to the ground.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this war is inevitable and that a fight to the death will follow.

The monks of the Elder Council and Tang Zhen are now mortal enemies.

But at this moment, the monks of the Elder Council faced Tang Zhen at close range, but they did not have the courage to attack at all.

Tang Zhen’s previous record was like a huge mountain that they had no way of climbing over.

The result of provoking Tang Zhen is clearly seeking death.

Knowing the difference in power between the two sides, most of the elders remained silent, hiding their murderous intent and anger in their hearts.

The attack from the Immortal Tower City was equivalent to destroying their future, and at this moment their hearts were filled with confusion and anxiety.

The hatred towards the Immortal Tower City and Tang Zhen has reached an irreconcilable level.

As long as there is a slight chance to take revenge on Tang Zhen, they will do it without hesitation.

But the funniest thing was that Tang Zhen was right in front of the elders, but they didn't dare to act rashly.

"This...what on earth is going on? The dignified sect elders council has fallen to such a state!"

A young monk from the Elder Council clenched his fists, gnashing his teeth, his face full of resentment and unwillingness.

His eyes were bloodshot, as if they were about to spit fire, and his body was trembling slightly with excitement.

The focus of attention at this moment was Tang Zhen who was walking away. Although his heart was filled with murderous intent, he did not dare to take a step forward.

In the end, he could only draw his sword and roar towards the sky like a wounded beast.

An older monk nearby sighed and shook his head helplessly, "Alas, someone blocked the door alone, but no monk dared to fight. Once this matter gets out, the Elders' Council will definitely become a laughing stock in the cultivation world!"

His eyes revealed deep helplessness and sadness, as if he saw the former glory of the Elders' Council rapidly fading away.

"What are the high-ranking monks thinking? Are they just going to watch him being so arrogant and wantonly destroying the territory of the Elder Council?" The young monk had a look of unwillingness on his face and roared out his question again.

He stared at Tang Zhen closely, but he didn't know that at this moment, Tang Zhen seemed to have heard his roar and turned around to look back from a distance.

At this moment, the young monk's body seemed to be struck by lightning and became stiff in an instant.

Then, as if in a daze, he turned around and walked away, and soon started running wildly.

This strange scene was seen by other monks from the Elder Council, but no one took action to stop it.

"My Dao Heart has collapsed. I'm afraid it has been destroyed. It will be difficult to recover..."

The older monk muttered to himself. After a moment of silence, his eyes revealed helplessness and fear: "Tang Zhen's methods are too strange. Even a sixth-level monk is no match for him. To provoke him is undoubtedly to seek death!"

His voice was low and hoarse, as if squeezed out from the depths of his throat, filled with deep helplessness.

At this time, another monk came over and whispered to his companions, "We can't just keep silent. The attack by the Immortal Tower City is equivalent to destroying your future and making all the benefits and benefits come to naught.

My hatred for the Immortal Tower City has reached an irreconcilable level. As long as there is a slight chance, I would want to go up and fight it to the death!
Why don't we act immediately and head to Green Water City in the northwest, imitate their actions, and launch a strike against their core hinterland!"

His hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles turned white from the force, and his eyes were filled with the flames of hatred.

If this elder brother of the Council knew that a similar plan had been carried out and ended in total defeat, he would probably immediately give up this unrealistic idea.

A group of monks from the Elders' Council just watched Tang Zhen walk away, and no one jumped out to stop him from beginning to end.

After Tang Zhen left, they still stayed in the Waiting Town because they had not received any evacuation orders and they also felt that this place was safer.

Because it was outside the territory, no spirit stone rockets fell into the waiting town, even though the two were very close.

At this moment in the town, the most miserable people are those who are waiting. They look towards the territory in despair, wailing one by one, as if the sky has fallen.

Many people who wait may not have the opportunity to join the sect's elders council and get a chance to become slaves in their entire lives.

But even so, I still hold a glimmer of hope in my heart, and even regard this matter as a spiritual sustenance.

The Council of Elders suffered a heavy blow, and various shocking events occurred, which was even more painful than killing them.

After suffering a mental breakdown, people began to become reckless and crazy people could be seen everywhere in the city.

"It's over, it's over, the Elders' Council is going to be finished!"

A middle-aged waiter held his head in his hands, his face full of despair, and kept talking to himself, occasionally letting out hysterical roars.

"My dreams, my hopes, I gave up everything just to join the Elders Council, but why is God so unfair to me?"

His body was limp as mud, lying on the ground motionless, his eyes empty, like a corpse.

An elderly person waiting nearby squatted down, patted him on the shoulder, and consoled him: "Don't say that. The Elders' Council has a strong foundation. Maybe there will be a turning point." Although his voice was calm, his eyes revealed a hint of worry.

The middle-aged person who was waiting suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of bloodshot: "Turning point? Look at what this territory has been bombed into! This is not an attack, it is clearly to raze the Elders Council to the ground!

I have been waiting here for half my life, hoping to have the opportunity to join the Senate, even if it means being a slave.

But now, everything is over!" As he spoke, his voice began to choke and tears welled up in his eyes.

When another young person who was waiting heard this, his emotions instantly collapsed. He jumped up and down and cursed: "If you ask me, the Immortal Tower City is the real evil demon from outer space! As soon as it descended into the Haoyue Realm, it immediately created terrible disasters and killed countless innocent people.

What on earth did the Council of Elders do to deserve such a disaster? "

The voice was sharp and piercing, full of anger and desperation.

"That's right, what Qiankunmen said is right, the Immortal Tower City is the evil demon! It's a pity that Qiankunmen has been killed and disappeared now, and no one can control them!"

Another person waiting echoed, waving his hands wildly in the air, as if trying to grasp the hope that had disappeared.

There was a commotion among the crowd. One of the people waiting suddenly put his hand on his forehead and ran around the street, mumbling nonsense: "It's over, it's all over, the Elders Council is gone, what's the point of me living, I might as well die!"

His body was twisted and his face showed an expression of extreme pain, as if he was possessed by a demon.

Suddenly, he pulled out a long knife and swung it around.

In this way, he tried to vent his inner distress and relieve his own pain.

Everyone around was frightened and hid aside, fearing that they would be hurt by this crazy guy.

Unexpectedly, there was another scream, and the waiter actually foamed at the mouth. Then the long sword fell, his eyes rolled back, and he died.

His body was lying straight on the ground, his eyes were wide open, and it was obvious that he died with his eyes open.