Noticing his unsteady aura and turbulent state of mind, someone struck him in the chest with a formation talisman.
Wan Chaoyang laughed loudly. "The Earth Dragon Formation has already been injected into your body. The higher your cultivation and the stronger your power, the greater the backlash. Zhou Yunshen, if you bow your head and submit, I can still give you a chance to live."
"You're a sect's guardian divine beast anyway. Being the divine beast of my Ten Thousand Swords Sect is no different!"
"Mountain-Suppressing Seal!"
A golden seal descended from the sky. Wan Chaoyang brought out a cauldron to block it, and their collision unleashed a towering wave.
Wan Chaoyang cursed, "Zhou Yunshen, you've gone mad!"
"Mad? Even if I have to scatter every last bit of my cultivation, I'll make you pay with your life for Shi Ye and the others!"
Only a few dozen Immortal Cloud Sect disciples remained, their eyes bloodshot from the slaughter.
These faithless traitors deserved to die!
"The Immortal Cloud Sect has no cowards! If you're going to fight, then fight! What's all this bullshit for?"
"You sanctimonious hypocrites! Even if I die, I'll drag you down with me!"
Jiang Shuyue split one breath into three pure manifestations, her nurturing power summoning ten Treefolk. "Go!"
The Treefolk instantly went berserk, slaughtering a crowd of Golden Core cultivators in moments.
Some tried to flee, only to have Zhou Yunshen's fangs pierce their bodies. Dragon scales poured down like a rainstorm, easily piercing their protective barriers.
"Explode!"
Countless dragon scales exploded simultaneously, shattering even their souls and leaving them no chance of reincarnation.
"Mad! You've all gone mad! Zhou Yunshen, you'll die!"
Lan Ruoyue manifested her natal gardenia, trying to disrupt Zhou Yunshen's divine sense and make him stop.
The mere scent of it