Chapter 391
The Heavenly Street is Trampled with the Bones of Nobles
The two paths, though seemingly leading to death, are fundamentally different.
If you choose the former, Zhou Sheng might consider releasing you later; if you choose the latter, I'm sorry, you'll have to be suppressed forever and then slowly studied.
The remains of Huang Chao and the immortal corpse of Mulian must contain many secrets. Zhou Sheng spent so much money to buy them, so naturally he wouldn't kill them easily.
Upon hearing this, the immortal corpse glared fiercely at Zhou Sheng. Although it was wary of the man's methods, it was unwilling to run away any longer.
His anger erupted, and after entering the city, he began to recall some memories.
It was as if this city had once belonged to him, with countless people bowing and obeying his commands, and his words having the power to decide the life and death of ten thousand.
How can we tolerate such humiliation now?
The malevolence in his eyes grew stronger, and within the burst of immortal light, terrifying corpse energy spread out, as if immortals and demons were intertwined. The powerful aura pressed down on Bao Ying, causing his heart to stop and almost causing him to collapse.
This was even with Zhou Sheng bearing most of the pressure; he only endured a small portion, yet it was still terrifying.
Only then did Bao Ying realize that this demon was even more powerful than he had imagined. When it devoured the lifeblood of the common people earlier, it hadn't even used its full strength.
Time slowed down again. Zhou Chang's hair moved without wind, his clothes fluttered, and a hint of killing intent appeared on his resolute and cold face. In the surrounding void, the sound of swords clashing grew louder and louder.
A world-shaking battle seems imminent.
But just then, an old voice suddenly rang out.
"Kid, don't make a move yet!"
Zhou Sheng was not surprised by the voice and said calmly, "I thought you wouldn't show yourself, senior."
The next moment, a figure appeared beside him. The figure was disheveled and dressed in tattered clothes, resembling a beggar like a corpse, except that the figure had clear eyes and festering sores on its face.
"It's nice to meet you again, Senior Niushan."
Zhou Sheng smiled faintly and nodded.
The visitor was none other than the old man from Niushan, whom we hadn't seen in a long time. He chuckled, looked Zhou Sheng up and down, and clicked his tongue in amazement.
It is said that a scholar should be viewed with new eyes after three days of separation.
"You're not even impressive enough; we need to look at you from a different angle. In just a few years, you've actually made such progress. It's truly... astonishing!"
The old man from Niushan exclaimed in amazement. Clearly, even he, with his extraordinary wisdom, had not foreseen Zhou Sheng's current achievements and fortune.
"Why won't you let me make a move, senior?"
Zhou Sheng did not respond to the other party's praise, but asked directly.
At this moment, the flow of time around the immortal corpse is constantly slowing down. No matter how dazzling the immortal light and how overwhelming the corpse aura are, it still cannot break free from the cage of time.
Even his beard and hair were growing at a visible rate, making him look like a wild man.
"Because this immortal corpse is actually a very good pebble."
"Pebble?"
"Yes, we're testing the waters."
Old Man Niu Shan laughed and said, "I also foresaw this, which is why I rushed to Chang'an. If you believe in me, then stop using your supernatural powers and let me handle it. I guarantee you will gain a lot."
Zhou Sheng pondered for a moment, then his eyes flashed, and he flicked his sleeve to withdraw his supernatural power.
"Then I'll have to see what you can do, senior."
Old Man Niushan had been kind to him, and as Liu Bowen's eldest disciple, his divine calculation skills were unparalleled in the world, so Zhou Sheng was willing to give him face.
But if any signs of trouble appear, he will intervene immediately.
With his three tribulations of cultivation and five hundred years of experience, Zhou Sheng was confident that he could handle whatever happened.
Moreover, the capital city is full of hidden talents, and the moment he entered the capital, he sensed a sense of crisis from afar, like a sword hanging over his head.
That was definitely a powerful being at the Earth Immortal Realm!
However, the other party is currently in a state of seclusion and cannot make a move in the short term.
Could that be the most mysterious Chief of the Xuanqiong Division? Roar!
The moment it was freed, the immortal corpse charged at Zhou Sheng, but a golden light shot out and landed in his palm.
It was a seventh-stage Dragon-Tiger Golden Pill, containing immense energy and radiating brilliant golden light. Even though he was a zombie and his five senses were impaired, he could still smell the amazing medicinal fragrance.
Gollum~
In an instant, his stomach rumbled with hunger, as if every pore on his body was yearning for the golden pill that could completely satisfy him.
Zhou Sheng was taken aback; he had also taken this golden elixir before.
That furnace of Seven-Turn Dragon-Tiger Golden Elixir produced three pills in total. He got one, Yaotai Feng got one, and Old Man Niushan, as the alchemist, also got one.
Zhou Sheng had initially thought that he intended to keep it for himself, but now he realized that he had underestimated the other party.
Could it be that when the Old Man of Niushan completed the elixir, he already knew that this day was yet to come?
“Hey, you are a great ruler who founded a country, a reincarnation of a celestial being or Buddha. Why do you have to devour the flesh and blood of the common people? I know you are very hungry, so I will give you this. Eat it and you will no longer be hungry.”
"As long as you stop harming the innocent, old beggar... this young friend beside me won't stop you. Go wherever you want and cause a ruckus!"
The old man of Niushan gazed at the immortal corpse with a piercing look in his eyes, revealing a strange sense of anticipation.
The immortal corpse looked at the golden pill in its hand, then at Zhou Sheng, who was radiating a mysterious aura. Its eyes flickered slightly, and finally it nodded.
The deal is done.
The next moment, he couldn't wait to swallow the Seven-Turn Dragon-Tiger Golden Pill. As the powerful medicinal energy dissolved in his body, he let out a satisfied groan.
The old, somewhat withered body quickly became fuller, as if an old tree had sprouted new buds, the skin became smooth and radiant, and the confusion in the eyes also dissipated.
The celestial light, like a rainbow, overwhelmed the aura of the corpses.
"Chang'an".
He kept repeating those two words to himself, a strangely complex emotion in his eyes.
"Thank you both for your help."
He suddenly nodded to Zhou Sheng and Old Man Niu Shan, then turned to look at the distant night sky, his eyes deep, yet seemingly burning with some kind of flame.
"The imperial treasury was burned to ashes, and the bones of officials and nobles were trampled on the streets."
"It's just... killing again."
Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
A series of streaks of light flew over; those were the most arrogant royal retainers in the Xuanqiong Division. They were confident in their profound cultivation and usually sat in the capital, enjoying the resources and offerings of the Great Xuan. Ordinary little demons didn't even bother to make a move.
But at this moment they were all alarmed, and countless experts flocked to the scene.
The immortal corpse, or rather, Huang Chao who had already awakened, suddenly revealed a cruel smile, his eyes seeming to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
"What kind of monster dares to cause trouble in the capital?"
"How can demons and monsters be allowed to run rampant under the emperor's nose?"
"Die now!!"
A series of thunderous shouts rang out, and those people stood on the clouds, of all shapes and sizes, like the celestial beings of the heavens, with arrogant eyes and domineering aura.
However, this arrogance was soon overshadowed by fear.
Huang Chao grinned ferociously, soared into the sky, and charged into the clouds.
Roars, shouts of killing, and cries for mercy instantly filled the night sky.
Corpses fell from the clouds, smashed to pieces, some heads, some hands, almost no intact bodies could be seen.
A bloody storm swept in.
That night, immortals fell like rain, and corpses filled Chang'an.
...(End of this chapter)