Divine Brilliance Chapter 264

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

“A good ceremony was interrupted. Who knows… if I used Zong Shi's head to worship the heavens, I wonder if they would forgive me!”

When Zong Ling heard that, he was astonished. He knew that Zong Shou was going to use Zong Shi's head to establish dominance.

Looking at Zong Shi whose face was devoid of color and his eyes filled with despair, he nodded without hesitation, “This person collided with the outside enemy to assassinate the prince. He is the mastermind that interrupted our ceremony and his sin is huge! You should kill him to appease the anger of the heavens!”

The moment his words landed, the thousands of people beneath the altar all knelt down on the ground. They all kowtowed, their expressions were fervent whilst also filled with surprise.

Many of them still haven't recovered from the shock. They were still feeling waves surge in their hearts and they were unable to control themselves.

Rumors cannot be believed! The prince wasn't trash! He was a dual cultivator with shocking talent! He was the true heir to the Monster King and the future ruler that could let Gantian Mountain truly stand tall over the Cloud Continent!

The hot fire in their chests was like flowing hot magma. At this moment, they hated Zong Shi, Zong Yang, and that group of people.

If it wasn't for this group of despicable people, the direct bloodline of the Zong family stirring waves, Gantian Mountain city wouldn't have suffered such losses?

Thinking about how dangerous it was before, cold sweat formed on their heads. If the prince wasn't strong in martial arts and had grasped the emperor martial path and mountain and sea sword sense, those people might have gotten what they wished for. If that happened, how would they have face to meet the ruler who had passed away?

“Prince, please kill Zong Shi to correct the ceremony and appease the anger of the heavens!”

Thousands of voices combined into one, shaking the entire mountain peak. Out of all of them, only those tens of Zong family elders didn't kneel down. Standing beneath the stone altar they all stood out. However, at this moment their eyes were filled with worry and helplessness.

Zong Shou smiled, the nine qilin sword in his hand waved down. Just as the blade image slashed out, a scoff broke out, “Stop! Even if Zong Shi is wrong, he should be dealt with after the race judge sets a punishment! I'm not the Monster king and making a decision on your own without a trial is just an abuse of power”

In the air, threads of thin blue silk wrapped around fro the distance. It wasn't water and wasn't gold, existing in a formless state. After getting close, there was instantly an invisible force which was obstructing his sword attack.

When Zong Shi heard that, extreme joy appeared in his eyes. His original despair had once again disappeared. As for the Zong family elders, their eyes were filled with anticipation. With Uncle Zong there, even if they couldn't remove Zong Shou, they could suppress his flame!

Zong Shou's brows furrowed as he looked at where the sound came from. It was a person who was riding on an artifact, stepping on bamboo. He looked like he was over 40. However, his eyes looked like he had been through a lot. Who knew what his actual age was. In his hand was a blue circular pill, formed by numerous threads wrapping around itself, which was where the blue silk threads cane from.

What was shocking was that when he injected qi into his eyes, he only felt that the person's soul was majestic and huge. Like there were 10 talismans floating in his soul ocean.

“10 true talismans?”

After 9 true spiritual talismans, Return to sun spirit masters would reach their peak. However, as long as your soul ocean could accept it, you could still form more, gathering more power to strike the day wandering realm.

He thought to himself that this person should be the Uncle Zong from the Zong family. The peak of the Return to Sun realm. It was no wonder that after Zong Weiran disappeared, the sky fox Zong family was still the undisputed number 1 race in Gantian City. It wasn't that their population was the largest but because their experts were still the top amongst all.

Coldness flashed in his eyes. He didn't even bother to think as he slashed out with the sword. Within his brain, another incantation flashed across as he read it out.

“…only because I'm filled with emotions!”

The bright sword glow appeared once more. The moment it flashed across, it was a thousand feet out, the sword attack was so sudden and so quick.

Although the buffing power of the darkness blooming cereus had disappeared, this endless sword had gathered all of Zong Shou's energy, all his spiritual energy in one spot. Like how all emotions, how tens of thousands of miles wouldn't stop one from thinking about their loved ones. Hatred filled the skies, endless amounts of them. All his thoughts were gathered in this sword.

It caused this sword attack to be thin as thread whilst being endless and incessant!

Tearing sound as the threads in the air was instantly sliced.

That sharp sword thread didn't stop and stabbed at the throat of that middle-aged man.

Sky fox Uncle Zong was extremely furious like he didn't expect Zong Shou to dare to attack him. Then, his gaze stopped.

He continuously cast several spells and in front of him formed a 5 element spiritual shield. A total of 9 layers which stacked right in front of his body.

However, before these shields were totally formed, the threads and sword shadow suddenly stabbed through from the most surprising place.

“Huala!”

The 5 elemental spiritual shields instantly dissipated and were broken. It actually struck where the energy gathered, messing up the spiritual energy arrangement and breaking the entire thing without much difficulty.

Then, the other few layers were the same, unable to stop the sword thread for even a moment.

The gaze of the white shirt middle-aged man constricted. His sleeves waved and a sense spiritual smoke spat out, turning into a 700 feet giant eagle. When it spread its wings, instantly spiritual energy spread out.

Everyone who was beneath the martial ancestor realm was in cold sweat, feeling a huge pressure pressing down on them.

Just as it showed its form, the giant eagle roared out and scratched down with its steel nail-like claws.

Zong Shou laughed out loud, slightly slipping the nine qilin sword. The sword energy changed its trajectory, avoiding the claws and slashing across the stomach of the giant eagle. With a spitting sound, this peak grade 6 spiritual beast was instantly cut into half.

When the white shirt middle-aged man saw that, he didn't care at all. Although the combat strength of spiritual beast was weaker than it was before it died, as long as the soul stone wasn't destroyed and the spiritual master had enough soul power to inject in to recover it, it would be able to revive.

However, in the next moment, his eyes constricted, forming into a needle shape.

Who knows how but that sword energy gave out a whirlpool power. Sucking in the smoke that the giant eagle gave out before exploding out.

The soul stone within the white shirt middle-aged man also exploded. His soul was also hit by the recoil, causing him to feel intense dizziness in his head.

The thin sword threads in front of him were already in front of his eyes. At this point, he pretty much couldn't use any spell, he could only try to use the bamboo-shaped spiritual artifact to fly out until thousands of feet out before stopping.

Then, his neck felt cold. When he touched it with his hand, it was actually full of flags blood. Who knows when was he hurt by that threadlike sword energy. It pierced several inches in and was just a millimeter away from the spine and throat!

The eyes of the middle-aged man opened wide and were filled with disbelief.

He was actually injured. He was at the peak return to sun realm and he actually couldn't beat a 14-year-old kid!

…what a huge disgrace.

The tens of Zong family elders seemed to be dumbfounded once more, unable to speak. Even Uncle Zong, the one they all relied on, had actually lost?

“Hey! Today is my coronation day and my mood is good. I don't want to kill once more. Since you are from my race and didn't do much wrong, I'll keep you alive!”

Zong Shou smiled coldly, it wasn't that he didn't want to kill, but because he couldn't. Little Gold that fellow had nearly used up all its soul power and as such, he had to stay his hand at the last moment.

Anyways bragging wasn't illegal and no one would retort him. Even this Uncle Zong himself couldn't notice anything.

“As for this Zong Shi, I say that he will die today so I won't let him live for even a moment! You're just small Uncle Zong, stop acting big in front of me!”

The sword light waving once more, directly cutting off Zong Shi's head! His blood had all flowed out but that head was rolling on the ground, his eyes wide open, unable to rest in peace.

Zong Shou slightly lost his focus.

…Tens of thousands of miles, mountains and rivers are fixed for 10 years, the achievements of an overlord are achieved from a hundred battles Why not raise your glasses and get drunk, only because I'm filled with emotions!

In the last life, the martial techniques that he focused on were totally different from what was mentioned in those sentences. Who knows were these few sentences correct and whether or not they were rhythm.

However, he knew that the meaning of those few sentences was exactly the same as what Zong Weiran was feeling.

Instantly, a series of thoughts entered his mind.

Was this really created by Zong Weiran? Why in the last life the 1st book of martial techniques he saw would be the incomplete copy of this fist technique?

There was some fear in his heart, fear for the truth behind all this.

It wasn't until Zong Ling coughed softly to remind him did he suddenly come back to his senses. He once again bowed to the heavens. Then, he only needed to complete one last step and the entire ceremony would be completed.

In the next instance, he held a light scoff, “Slow down!”

Zong Shou couldn't help but roll his eyes, thinking to himself yet again? He had no choice but to turn around once more.

Only to see the color on the white shirt middle-aged man had already recovered, “I heard that Zong Ming and Zong Hao had died in your hands?”

Zong Shou kept silent and didn't reply. Although Zong Hao although was killed by Zong Yuan, it could be considered to have indirectly died to him.

“Close to a thousand of our Zong Family sky fox people were also killed under your command?”

Seeing Zong Shou not deny anything, he stared furiously, his tone extremely sharp,” Zong Ming and Zong Hao had just recommended the choice of the monster king when you returned. What did those thousand people do? Why did they deserve to be killed? What proof do you have of them rebelling? How can such a cruel and bloodthirsty, violent and unkind person be my sky fox race leader?”

The altar was filled with silence once more, a dark and oppressive atmosphere spread about.

“Uncle Zong's words did make a little sense…”

However, Zong Shou was happy when he heard that, his eyes showing some curiosity, “But today I am inheriting the position of Gantian Mountain monster king, so what does it have to do with the Zong Family race leader? I really don't understand you all want me to be that stupid sky fox race leader?”

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