The Immortal Taoist Chapter 165

Chapter 165 - Defeat Zhong Luohai

"Eye of Darkness - Death to the Netherworld!"

This was the Ao Family's inherited eye technique. Only the main bloodline of the Ao Family could use it. However, no one else knew about this. Even Ling Dao had only heard of how powerful the Ao Family was, and did not understand much about the Ao Family, much less what this eye technique meant.

Ao Long's eyes suddenly emitted a black mist that covered the sky and the earth. He stared straight at Zhong Luohai and the black mist filled the sky, enveloping Zhong Luohai within in an instant. With Ao Long's current strength, he was naturally not Zhong Luohai's match. The only thing he could rely on was his eye technique.

"What's going on?"

Zhong Luohai, who was standing in the air, deeply frowned. He was in the middle of chasing and killing Ling Dao, and just as he was about to slash Ling Dao down from the black iron sword s, he was suddenly enveloped by a sky filled with black mist. The current him could no longer see what was going on outside; all he could see was the black fog.

"Wuwuwu …"

Waves of ghostly wails came out, scaring Zhong Luohai so much that he looked around. No matter how Zhong Luohai looked at it, there was nothing around. However, Zhong Luohai was actually terrified from the bottom of his heart. Even he himself, did not know what he was afraid of.

"I am the Lord of the Netherworld. I am in charge of your life and death!"

Suddenly, a tall figure appeared within the black mist. Dressed in a black robe and wearing a golden mask, he only revealed a pair of dignified eyes. Different from an ordinary person, each of his eyes had three pupils. Moreover, they were continuously rotating, appearing extremely strange and frightening.

"Who is it?" "Do you think you can play tricks on me and treat me as a three year old child?"

In the face of such an unusual matter, even Zhong Luohai felt a chill in his heart. He forced himself to calm down and shouted while putting on a brave front. As a Origin Stage Warrior, he naturally would not be cowardly, but when this tall figure suddenly appeared in front of him, Zhong Luohai did not have the slightest reaction to it at all.

There was only one explanation for this situation, and that was that the person in front of him was much stronger than Zhong Luohai. This person gave off a terrifying aura, as if he could control the life and death of everyone present.

Zhong Luohai did not continue to attack, which also caused him to heave a long sigh of relief. The situation in the sky caused Ling Dao to become confused. A thick black mist enveloped Zhong Luohai within, but why was Zhong Luohai talking to himself alone?

The figure wearing a golden mask within the black mist did not exist in Ling Dao's eyes, so the others could not see it either. There were only two people who could see that figure. One was Zhong Luohai, and the other was Ao Long.

Ao Long stood on the ground, the pupils in his eyes swivelled, but his body did not move an inch. With his current cultivation base, it would be extremely difficult for him to use Underworld Failure. Especially since the person he had to deal with was a Origin Stage Warrior.

Amidst the black fog, the figure wearing the golden mask moved. He slowly extended a pair of large hands. His left hand was sparkling and translucent, snow-white. His right hand, however, was incomparably pitch-black, forming a stark contrast. He did not have any weapons, but just his pair of large hands made Zhong Luohai feel a fatal threat.

"Heavy sword without edge, great skill doesn't work!"

Zhong Luohai's expression was solemn, as though he had met a powerful enemy in his lifetime, and did not dare to be careless in the slightest. He had never seen eye techniques before, not even heard of them. He only knew that if the person before him wanted to kill him, he would have to die if he didn't resist!

A pair of large black and white hands, it seemed to represent the two energies of life and death. Zhong Luohai's sword technique contained the origin of water, causing the Darksteel Sword Art that was originally strong to become even stronger, its might becoming stronger and stronger, like waves after waves.

"Boom!"

Even the sky above was trembling, a look of joy flashed past Zhong Luohai's eyes. It was only in their true confrontation that he noticed that the man wearing the golden mask before him was far from being as powerful as he seemed. Zhong Luohai had already prepared for the worst, he did not expect that he had overestimated the person in front of him.

All of this was naturally because Ao Long's cultivation level was too low. If Ao Long was also a Origin Stage Warrior, then using his eye of darkness against a Origin Stage Warrior would truly be a fatal threat. If their realms were the same, then it wouldn't be a problem for Ao Long to use his eye technique to kill Zhong Luohai.

"Again!"

Zhong Luohai bellowed, he kept on brandishing his sword, the tall figure with the gold mask did not say a word, but continued to attack. The two of them continued to exchange blows. The intense collision caused the surrounding black fog to sway. The powerful force seemed to want to tear apart this entire space.

"Life and death in my palm!"

Ao Long's Eye Art did not last long. At this time, the tall figure wearing a golden mask also unleashed an extremely tyrannical move. The pair of large black and white hands were like a giant millstone that could grind everything in the world and crush all the opponents!

Even Zhong Luohai was breaking out in cold sweat. His black iron sword s had actually been frozen by the gigantic millstone, it was simply impossible for him to pull them out. The huge millstone ruthlessly slammed into his body.

Puff.

An irresistible force instantly knocked Zhong Luohai flying. Fresh blood sprayed out continuously, causing Zhong Luohai's expression to become extremely dispirited. Two different powers started to wreak havoc within Zhong Luohai's body.

"Whooosh."

Ao Long sat on the ground, gasping for breath, his face extremely pale. It was obvious that the Eye of Darkness had consumed a lot of his energy. As his eyes returned to normal, the black fog in the sky had completely dissipated.

Bang.

Zhong Luohai's body fell, smashing out a deep crater on the ground. His clothes were tattered and his body was covered in blood. He slowly stood up. His face was filled with shock. He never thought that he would actually be injured when dealing with Sky-splitting Sword Sect's group.

"Disappeared?"

When Zhong Luohai raised his head and realized that the black mist had disappeared, he took a deep breath. However, he could not be sure whether the tall figure wearing a golden mask was still there or not. He was in no hurry to make a move. Instead, he vigilantly looked around his surroundings.

"Ao Long, are you alright?"

Ling Dao had already reached Ao Long's side and helped him up. Ling Dao had never seen the Eye of Underworld 'Slayer' before, but everything that had happened earlier definitely had something to do with Ao Long. Now that Ao Long was so weak, it must be because the technique he had used before was beyond his limit.

"It's fine now, but something will happen soon."

Ao Long laughed bitterly. In the end, it was because his cultivation was too low. Such a powerful Eye of Darkness, it could not even kill a small Origin Stage Warrior, it was too embarrassing. If others in the Ao Family were to find out, it was not because they felt that he had lost face, but because he was too talented.

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