Chapter 2237 - 2237: Natural Dao Intent

"Report to the two Dharma Kings, something terrible has happened."

The Zen Heart Dragon Palace person spoke with a grim expression.

Liuw Sang and Ni Chunjun both had their expressions tensed, then Liuw Sang frowned: "What is it?"

That person said, "Ye Wutian and his group have come."

"What!"

Liuw Sang and the others' expressions froze.

The surrounding Zen Heart Dragon Palace people also had a change in their expressions.

Liuw Sang's brows furrowed: "Could it be Zhong Sunliang and the other three didn't encounter them?"

Ni Chunjun asked the person reporting: "Where are they now?"

"Boom boom boom!"

It seemed to be in response to Ni Chunjun's question.

Just after he finished speaking.

The ground began to shake.

Ni Chunjun looked up and was not unfamiliar with the few figures in front.

Ye Wutian, Qian Ziyu, Zuo Qianhao, Chen Tianyi!

The four legends are all here!

And over 180 strong figures from various forces of Qian State.

"Wasn't it said that they couldn't come? How did they still arrive?"

"Moreover, all four legends are present!"

"Damn it! If a fight breaks out, we small fries will suffer the most."

...

Seeing Ye Wutian and others approaching with unstoppable momentum.

Many Zen Heart Dragon Palace disciples, especially those with weaker strength, all had their faces change drastically.

Even if Liuw Sang and Ni Chunjun could contend against Ye Wutian and the others.

But what about them?

If a real fight breaks out, of the over a thousand present, at least half might die!

After all, behind Ye Wutian and his group, there was still a large force.

"You have quite the guts!"

Liuw Sang swept a pair of sharp eyes towards Ye Wutian and the others standing opposite him now, his tone also bristling with sharpness.

Zuo Qianhao sneered, "The two Dharma Kings have exhausted all means to kill us, how could we let you down?"

Ni Chunjun's face was gloomy: "Did you destroy the Ghost Corps?"

He was somewhat skeptical.

But, he wanted to know the answer.

Was it that they hadn't encountered them, or was the Ghost Corps completely annihilated?

Zuo Qianhao smiled faintly, confidently saying, "That's right."

"Impossible!"

Liuw Sang blurted out instinctively.

Just now, Ni Chunjun had said that Zhong Sunliang and others used the Corpse Chasing Spell, and Zuo Qianhao and others couldn't withstand it.

How did they manage to annihilate the Ghost Corps?

Ni Chunjun stared at Zuo Qianhao: "You're lying."

Zuo Qianhao sneered dismissively, "If you don't believe it, you'll know after you visit hell yourself shortly."

"Hahahaha."

Ni Chunjun suddenly laughed: "Zuo Qianhao, I once thought you were the renowned Crown Prince of the Beiming Dynasty, the future heir to the throne. Now, it seems, I overestimated you."

"Even if you destroyed the Ghost Corps and came here, how can you be our match?!"

"Boom!"

As soon as the words fell.

A powerful force of Great Dao swept out from Ni Chunjun's body.

He is the Great Elder of the Death God Hall, proficient in the Power of Death.

Even within the power of Great Dao, there was an intense aura of death.

Now released, this death aura was particularly intense, instantly engulfing the world.

Many people's faces turned pale.

How terrifying!

This feeling made them have the illusion as if they've already got one foot into hell.

Liuw Sang's brows were tightly knit, the murderous aura was intense: "In this Dragon Pit, suppressed by Dragon Power, the weaker the cultivation, the stronger the suppression. Although you four legends have extraordinary talents, in terms of cultivation, you don't rank."

"Since you've come voluntarily, you needn't leave."

Zuo Qianhao smirked evilly: "Oh, really?"

"Daoist Qian Daozi, let's join forces."

Ye Wutian looked towards Qian Ziyu and spoke.

Qian Ziyu nodded.

The two stood together, their eyes fixed on Liuw Sang.

Liuw Sang raised an eyebrow: "Two against one?"

On his face, there wasn't the slightest hint of panic or dread, but rather filled with contempt.

He was stronger than Ye Wutian and others, and now in this 'favorable' environment of Han Ni Dragon Pit, what of Ye Wutian joining forces with Qian Ziyu?

"In the Dragon Pit, my strength is suppressed by twenty percent, but you two, probably ought to be suppressed by at least thirty percent, right?"

Liuw Sang sneered: "One is the proud disciple of Dream Saber Lord, the other is a Dao Son of Dao Village."

"Once I capture both of you, I shall see if Lord Ziran and Dream Saber Lord would disregard the bigger picture for your sake."

He intended to capture Ye Wutian and Qian Ziyu alive!

This would be more effective than killing them.

To Saber Saint Cliff and Dao Village, both were like pillars, controlling them would be akin to striking the snake at its weak point.

"Your nonsense is indeed a bit much."

Ye Wutian suddenly leapt up, and with the Wind Dao Intent of Third Realm, his speed had surpassed the visible range to the naked eye.

People could only see a shadow left at the original spot.

Then Ye Wutian's entire figure vanished.

"Swoosh."

Although he held no saber in his hand, a concentrated Sword Intent gathered, forming a saber, within which a fierce storm raged and whipped.

Liuw Sang sneered: "Ye Wutian, you're too reckless!"

A raging flame immediately ignited around him, and in an instant, the temperature of the entire space soared.

Although his strength was suppressed.

It couldn't completely restrain Liuw Sang.

That golden kasaya, under the backdrop of flames, appeared even more dazzling, resembling a Heavenly Buddha from afar.

"Boom!"

Under the gaze of countless horrified eyes.

A massive Flame Palm Seal coalesced, the terrifying flames and aura caused everyone's faces to drastically change, hair standing on end.

Qin Chen's eyes suddenly froze, delving into memories.

Tang Zhen died at the hands of Liuw Sang.

Although he didn't see it with his own eyes.

This aura, he was too familiar with it.

This caused a Killing Aura to surge in Qin Chen's eyes, but it quickly subsided.

Liuw Sang was too strong!

Seven Star Daoist King!

Fire Dao Intent of Third Realm!

These weren't something Qin Chen could withstand.

"Ye Wutian, today, I'll stand in for Dream Saber Lord to properly teach you what it means to not know your limits!"

Liuw Sang's aura surged like a rainbow, the terrifying Flame Palm Seal, resembling the hand of a Heavenly God, forcefully slammed down towards Ye Wutian.

"Boom boom boom!"

The terrifying momentum was so overwhelming that even the space couldn't bear it, cracking open.

"Nature."

A barely audible voice sounded, very small, but Qin Chen clearly captured it.

Two words, seemingly containing some kind of Conception.

Qin Chen looked up.

Qian Ziyu stood there quietly, the soil, stones, weeds on the ground, every inch of air in space at this moment seemed to resonate with Qian Ziyu to some extent.

"Natural Dao Intent!"

Qin Chen was shocked.

Natural Dao Intent, manipulating nature!

"Trap."

Qian Ziyu spoke again, still standing in place, lifting a hand, seemingly casually pointing towards Liuw Sang.