coobybook Chapter 444
Chapter 444
It was Zhao Hunyuan who came forward on behalf of Qingxin and came before Zhong Xian.
"Zhong Wenyu, your persistence now is meaningless. You should understand that handing over your soul to our sect is a matter of great honor to your family. We will build a monument of immortality for you so that you can be worshipped by future generations."
Zhong Xian lowered his head and seemed to laugh.
He was extremely weak, but he used a very weak voice to express his contempt softly:
"Bring honor to our ancestors? You've harmed the people of my city, killed my dearest friends, and taken my soul. You're worse than animals... If I obey you, my ancestors will jump out of their graves and slap me in the face."
When he said this, he laughed first.
Then he started coughing violently, and more blood gushed out of his mouth.
He can't survive.
But no matter what, he could not hand over his soul to Zhao Hunyuan.
With him here to attract the attention of the Immortal Sect, the people of Qiuluo City still have a chance to buy time to leave, but if he hands over his soul, then in order to silence him, the Immortal Sect will definitely find and kill everyone at all costs.
The world of the blind is empty, but for some reason, he can occasionally catch a glimpse of white in his eyes that cannot see.
It flashed by, and then darkness returned, like an illusion.
Could this be another magic trick of the immortal sect?
Zhong Xian's contemptuous words made Zhao Hunyuan's face turn blue and purple. He kicked Zhong Xian in anger and shouted, "You are a lowly mortal. Who allowed you to talk to me like that?"
Seeing Zhong Xian curled up, almost unable to breathe, and even about to lose consciousness, the anger in his heart finally dissipated a little, and he said in a cold voice:
"Zhong Wenyu, you're the one who refused to accept my toast. Do you think we can do nothing as long as you insist?"
As he spoke, he bit his palm, gathered dark spiritual energy in his hand, and forced it into Zhong Xian's blood-stained forehead.
Immediately afterwards, Zhong Xian let out a scream of extreme pain. Due to exhaustion, his voice gradually became weaker, but the pain did not diminish.
For cultivators like Zhao Hunyuan who have received direct instruction from the God of War, controlling a mortal is too easy.
He performed the spell with one hand and cut the chains that bound Zhong Xian with the other. At the same time, he gave Zhong Xian an order through his mind:
"Zhong Wenyu, I will lend you some of my power. Go find the mortals you hid and kill them all without leaving a single one alive."
Qinglian, who was standing by, saw Zhao Hunyuan's move and took out a sword from his storage ring and threw it at Zhong Xian's feet.
The bell strings gradually quieted down, as if they had completely lost consciousness. Their body, which should have been unable to stand, staggered to its feet and picked up the sword on the ground.
"Let him go faster." Qingxin crossed his arms and yawned.
Upon hearing Qingxin's words, Zhao Hunyuan hurriedly said, "Hurry up, don't waste time, your movements should not be affected by the pain now!"
Zhong Xian is now half a cultivator, so killing some mortals is easy for him. Moreover, those mortals would never think that their most respected city lord would personally draw his sword and chop at them, and they probably wouldn't even be able to resist.
Who would have thought that Zhong Xian just stood there quietly, with his head down, his hands hanging motionlessly at his sides, without any movement.
Several seconds passed, and Zhong Xian was as unresponsive as a dead person.
Zhao Hunyuan broke out in a cold sweat.
Afraid that Qingxin and the others would misunderstand that he wasn't doing his best, he immediately cursed and pushed Zhongxian hard: "Didn't you hear me when I told you to hurry up?"
Who would have thought that after this push, Zhong Xian staggered back half a step and fell to the ground again, with his sword also falling to the ground.
Blood and tears were flowing out of Zhong Xian's eyes.
"I...can't do it. I can't do it."
He trembled and curled up, holding his head tightly.
Everyone present was stunned.
"What happened? You didn't remove his consciousness?"
Qingzheng frowned and looked at Zhao Hunyuan.
Zhao Hunyuan quickly revealed the wound on his hand that hadn't healed yet and said, "I removed it! I also issued new instructions! My spiritual energy is still controlling him!"
Qinglian curled his lips and said cheerfully, "People from small sects are just not up to par. They can't even use such a simple spell properly."
Zhao Hunyuan was so embarrassed by being laughed at that he tried to inject spiritual energy into Zhong Xian again, but no matter how he injected it, Zhong Xian would not obey.
"enough!"
Qingxin suddenly shouted, "Since arriving in Qiuluo City, nothing has gone my way! You can't even control a mortal. No wonder the Sushan Sect is so large, but can't even get on the stage!"
As he spoke, Qingxin stepped forward, waved away Zhao Hunyuan, who was begging for mercy in a hurry, and injected his spiritual energy into Zhong Xian's brain.
"Senior Sister!" Qingzheng said hurriedly, "You don't have to come in person to deal with such a lowly thing. I can do it."
Qingxin waved his hands and formed the same technique as Zhao Hunyuan. At the same time, amidst Zhong Xian's screams, he spoke in his mind:
"Get up and kill all the mortals in Qiuluo City!"
Who would have thought that even if she took action herself, Zhong Xian still wouldn't obey!
He just squeezed his head harder until blood gushed out and he almost killed himself.
"I can not do it……"
He choked.
His unconscious body was so fragile that it was on the verge of death, but he still resisted the order with all his strength.
Qingxin gave three orders in a row, but received no response. She was finally furious and kicked Zhong Xian hard. Zhong Xian hit the wall of the tower and curled up in a pool of blood, but he was still resisting her orders!
"This damn thing!"
Qingxin rushed forward in anger and was about to kick Zhongxian to death. Qingzheng and Qinglian beside her quickly pulled her back, saying anxiously, "Senior Sister! If he dies, we won't be able to get the spirit!"
Qingxin also thought about the importance of spirit, and took several deep breaths before finally calming down. He gritted his teeth and said:
"What's wrong with him? How can a mortal's willpower be so strong! He's just an ant, how can he withstand our magic?!"
Even she can't withstand this kind of control technique!
She actually lost to a mere mortal? !
No, impossible!
She is the right path, she will not lose! She must be the winner!
Just as she stared at Zhong Xian coldly, a talisman suddenly flew in from outside the tower and whispered urgently into her ears:
"Something's happened! The remnants of the conservative faction are coming to kill us! And, all the spiritual herbs we were eyeing have been burned, and we can't put out the fire!"
"what?!"
Qingxin's already furious face was now even more horrified. She raised her hand in disbelief and waved out spiritual energy, which reflected the situation of Qiuluo City in front of her eyes. She saw that Qiuluo City was now in flames. A group of monks were trying to put out the fire everywhere, but with little success, more houses were destroyed instead.
Many of the spiritual herbs in Qiuluo City are grown by demons who are good at growing them. They are only found in Qiuluo City, and they will all be gone if burned!
"What are you doing? There are only a few remnants of the old guard! You can't even stop it, and you let the fire burn like this?!"
Qingxin roared.
The person on the other side was trembling with fear after being yelled at, but still said tremblingly:
"The ones who set the fire... No, they weren't monks, they were mortals! Those mortals who escaped suddenly came back for some reason and set fires everywhere, and we can't catch them yet!"