Forty-Eight Thousand Fiends

Huang Chao was a clever man. As long as he took Gu Mingyue as his master, he would have a chance to inherit Gu Mingyue's legacy.

And with Gu Mingyue as his backer, he would no longer be someone with no one to rely on. Within Yellow Heaven Dao, he would face far fewer restraints and could finally spread his wings.

But was it really appropriate to start coveting Gu Mingyue's inheritance the moment he became his disciple?

Zhang Chen gazed into the distance, watching Huang Chao take Gu Mingyue as his master. A strange look appeared in his eyes. "Huang Chao really knows how to stir things up."

Zhang Chen sighed inwardly, then hid in the rear and quietly watched everything unfold. Faced with this absurd scene, he was not angered in the slightest. Instead, he was happy for Huang Chao.

If the other man could climb higher, it would also be a great benefit to him.

As all sorts of thoughts churned through Zhang Chen's mind, the Exquisite Pagoda in the distance suddenly became like weathered earth and stone, crumbling into grains of sand that scattered on the wind. The entire Exquisite Pagoda collapsed into sand and vanished into the Blood Sea Grand Formation.

"NO!!!"

Watching the Exquisite Pagoda shatter, Zhou Qiucheng let out a despairing howl. The divine light around him began to fade, and all his divine path cultivation flowed away like water. In an instant, Zhou Qiucheng's Tenth Order cultivation vanished into ashes alongside the Eleventh Order Exquisite Pagoda, reducing him to Mortal Flesh.

"Hahaha! Hahaha! Zhou Qiucheng, you damned old bastard! You couldn't keep me locked up!" An arrogant laugh rang through heaven and earth as Zhao Lie, the Po Jun Star, shot into the sky from the ruins and hovered above the void.