A master of comedy!

In a short time, all three Dharma Kings were defeated and injured.

Jinse gazed at the figure standing before her, as unshakeable as a green mountain, and a strange light appeared in her eyes.

It was as if no matter what danger there was, as long as she could see that figure, she felt exceptionally at ease.

Of the three, Xie Xuanjun was the least injured, so Zhou Sheng turned his dragon eyes to look at him.

Oops!

Xie Xuanjun was startled, a terrifying sense of impending death washed over him. He formed the Ziwei Seal with his hands and, without any hesitation, used his last trump card.

Suddenly, starlight erupted from his body, his purple robes fluttered, and he transformed into a rising Purple Star.

Since Ziwei Star is isolated from the Daoist world, he will transform himself into a star.

This was also his final, desperate move in the Ziwei Mystic Art, transforming himself into a star and descending to earth.

As starlight dappled the landscape, the mountain trembled, and finally split open with a deafening roar.

A dazzling crape myrtle star rose from the mountain, shining in all directions, even more radiant than the sun in the sky.

Such a startling commotion naturally attracted the attention of countless Longhua followers, who rushed out of the cave in a state of panic.

"Indeed, this method is quite profound."

Zhou Sheng, however, remained calm and unhurried, as if strolling leisurely. With a flash of golden light, he arrived beside the Purple Star. Compared to the enormous star, he was as insignificant as an ant.

He made a snap of his fingers to summon thunder.

Boom!

The Purple Heaven Divine Lightning descended from the heavens and struck the rising star, extinguishing its starlight with a single blow, leaving it teetering on the brink of collapse.

Under immense pressure, Xie Xuanjun finally conceived the idea of ​​suicide.

Just as the second bolt of Purple Heaven Divine Thunder was brewing, cracks suddenly appeared on the broken star, and flames and starlight spewed out, as if it were about to self-destruct.

The explosion of a star is unimaginably powerful, enough to easily annihilate a city.

This was a desperate tactic, and also the final act of courage of a Dharma King.

Despite the vast difference in strength, and despite his opponent being the world-renowned master of opera, he still did not lose his courage to fight to the death.

Unfortunately, in front of Zhou Sheng, even self-destruction was a pipe dream.

Even if he had successfully self-destructed, he wouldn't have been able to harm Zhou Sheng in the slightest. But this was the Longhua headquarters, with many Longhua followers, many of whom were Jinse's people.

Zhou Sheng didn't want Jinse to become the leader of the sect and then have no one to rely on.

With a flick of his sleeve, he unleashed the secret technique of the Louguan sect, seemingly storing the enormous Ziwei star within his sleeve.

Then, with a muffled boom, his sleeves seemed to be blown by a strong wind, fluttering wildly, with a slight charring at the hem.

But that's about it.

The Starry Sky Secret Technique, capable of leveling an entire city, and the self-destruction of a Tribulation Transcending Realm expert, slowly subsided into stillness within his sleeve.

The only trace left was that Zhou Sheng's clothes were slightly dirty.

"The world is vast, and yet another grandmaster has been lost."

Zhou Sheng shook his head and sighed softly, his expression seemingly somewhat regretful. Xie Xuanjun's title of "Purple-Clad Emperor" was no empty boast; his mastery of the Purple Star Secret Technique to such a level was truly rare in the world.

Calling him a master is by no means an exaggeration.

Such figures are rare; once they die, there are fewer and fewer left in the world.

"Thank you, Dharma King! Thank you, Dharma King!"

“That’s the Purple Star Incarnation Technique of Dharma King Xie. His body transforms into a star, unstoppable. Back then, he used this move to shatter a powerful being who had just passed through the Tribulation Realm, and his name became known throughout the world. But today…” “Then, who exactly is that man in blue?”

"Could he be someone sent by the imperial court...?"

Xie Xuanjun's death brought a strong shock and fear to the Longhua Sect members below. The usually high and mighty and invincible figure had to resort to a means of mutual destruction. However, tragically, even with such a tragic outcome, he still could not harm the opponent in the slightest.

That was an overwhelming force of absolute power.

At this moment, the terrifying figure of that divine sword that summoned heavenly lightning and gathered stars was deeply engraved in their hearts, leaving an invincible mark.

"I refuse to believe you're completely unharmed!!"

In his despair, the Crimson-Clad Demon King Fang Xiangshi revealed a fierce glint in his eyes. He formed a hand seal with one hand and walked with an eerie gait, as if he were performing a shamanistic ritual.

That wild, mysterious, and evil aura made one's heart skip a beat, as if suddenly gripped by the hand of some devil.

Everyone present felt an extremely strong sense of crisis. Although the evil magic was not directed at them, the mere trace of its aura gave them a sense of impending doom and impending disaster.

Jinse played her zither, intending to disrupt Fang Xiangshi's mysterious ritual, but then she heard Zhou Sheng's voice.

"No need. Since they are masters, let them leave behind their final legacy in this world. It is my way of showing them respect."

With such overwhelming cultivation and realm, Zhou Sheng could have easily killed them swiftly and decisively, but he didn't.

After entering the Earth Immortal Realm, he always felt a sense of loneliness. Although the world is vast and there are many geniuses, there are very few people who can fight against him now.

Previously in Kunlun, when facing the legendary drought demon, he did not use his full strength, but only used the Eight Immortals' supernatural powers to fight the enemy, and still managed to defeat his opponent.

Therefore, Zhou Sheng's mindset also underwent a subtle change, from killing his opponents by any means necessary to appreciating every decent opponent.

This is the change in mindset that comes with reaching the summit.

Otherwise, Xie Xuanjun would have had no chance to self-destruct; a simple reversal of time would have easily broken his Starry Sky Secret Technique.

Zhou Sheng simply wanted to see what the Ziwei Secret Technique would look like after it reached its peak.

For him, engaging with the heroes of his time and observing the myriad phenomena of the world was also a form of spiritual practice.

Therefore, instead of stopping her, he flashed with golden light and arrived beside Jinse, grasped her slender hand, and channeled his magic power to break through the so-called Heaven-Sealing and Earth-Locking Longevity Tribulation with overwhelming force.

This caused an even bigger stir.

"Hiss, this person doesn't seem to be from the imperial court. Why is he holding Her Highness the Holy Maiden's hand?"

"The saintess didn't seem to resist at all, and even... smiled at him?"

"That person seems to be using his magic to heal the Holy Maiden?"

"Damn it, why is the Holy Maiden so intimate with him?"

The fact that someone who killed Xie Fawang with force was so intimate with the Holy Maiden instantly confused many Longhua followers.

Is this person friend or foe?

With Zhou Sheng's magical power, Jinse's body radiated a moon-like glow, and her temperament became increasingly pure and holy, as if the bright moon had fallen to earth.

"The Heavenly Soldiers make way, the Earthly Guardians yield their forms. The Xun Wind holds its scepter, the Kan Water forms its screen. I now humbly beseech the Lord of Yin Mountain. Ride the Dipper and drive the evil spirits, and descend as sworn!"

On the other side, Fang Xiangshi finally completed his ritual, recited the incantation, and unleashed his most powerful technique.

The void rippled with invisible waves, as if it had suddenly frozen in some kind of state.

A powerful, mysterious, and evil force tore through the void and descended upon Lao Jun Mountain. But before it could even speak, Zhou Sheng slowly turned his head, looked in a certain direction, and revealed a playful expression.

"Oh, it turns out to be an old acquaintance."

"Long time no see... Yinshan Ghost King." (End of Chapter)