Eternal Life: I Can Control My Essence Qi-Chapter 233 - 182: Flames of War Rekindled, Chaos Rises Again

"Boom!" "Boom!"...

The torrent of Spiritual Artifacts and Daoist Techniques slammed into the Five-Colored Glaze Armor worn by Zhang Yao, but could only dissipate like fireworks, not even leaving a trace of a white mark.

Beneath the horrifying canopy of Spiritual Light:

The magical power of Chief Steward Jin, Lu Yuan, Dugu Jing, and others was suppressed to the point of being less than the Early Stage Foundation Establishment, and the Daoist Techniques and Spiritual Artifacts they deployed drastically weakened, nearly dropping to the Qi Refining Stage.

Such feeble attacks could not shake even a tiny bit of Zhang Yao, who had further strengthened with the Yellow Talisman Armor Technique.

"This!!"

The shocking and terrifying scene caused instant fear in Chief Steward Jin and others.

Before they could switch tactics, Zhang Yao, clad in Five-Colored Glaze Armor, had already risen fiercely, like a tiger pouncing for slaughter.

"Die!"

Zhang Yao exhaled, his magical power resonating like thunder; with just one punch, he killed Elder Xuan Yi in horror, making him bleed to death from all seven orifices.

"Bang!"

With a shoulder forward and elbow sideways, a reverse punch smashed half of Taihe Sect Leader's head, red and white matter splattering.

The desperate counterattacks from Taihe Sect Leader and Elder Xuan Yi before dying failed even to break the Five-Colored Glaze Armor, much less injure Zhang Yao at all.

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Boom!"...

Daoist Techniques had no effect; top-grade Spiritual Artifacts only sparked upon impact. Zhang Yao, like a God of Slaughter, was unstoppable, killing five or six people in a single instant like a tiger in a flock of sheep.

Those towering figures who wielded power externally were now weak and pitiful like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, being brutally massacred.

Among those present, only Chief Steward Jin had Golden Core Level Daoist Skills, but he had expended them earlier to absolutely kill Zhou Tianyi. Without their greatest trump card, they had no way to counter the third-level Array of Celestial Treasure Tower and the terrifying strength of Zhang Yao.

"Run! Hurry up and run!"

"Damn it, I'm going to fight you!"

"Kill him! Killing him is the only way to survive!!"

"Spare me! Spare me..."

Elder Xuan Yi, Taihe Sect Leader, Dugu Jing, Patriarch Yin... one Foundation Establishment Powerhouse after another fell, and the remaining people, after being repeatedly provoked, finally succumbed to complete despair, their spirits collapsed!

Some fled madly, some fought back desperately, some knelt to beg for mercy, some became hysterical...

But their choices were meaningless; the entire assembly hall had long become a sealed shell, and desperate resistance was a pathetic joke, one after another dying at Zhang Yao's hands.

"Boom!"

Zhang Yao raised his hand, killing a steward under Yu Wen Tai, then launched another punch towards the desperately retreating Li Shuixian.

"Spare me!! Spare me!!"

Li Shuixian screamed mournfully, her eyes full of pleading and terror.

She could never have imagined the situation would develop like this, and the purgatory-like scene nearly shattered her sanity.

Yet Zhang Yao's gaze remained cold as ever, his actions did not slow at all, the punch descended, vast and unmatched power erupted like mountain floods, a tsunami swept!

"Boom!"

In an instant, Li Shuixian's head was smashed into her chest, her broken, twisted corpse crashing like a cannonball into the wall, glowing with spiritual light, then rolling to the ground, completely becoming a bag of rotten meat.

"Die!"

Zhang Yao's voice was cold as iron, his body like a tiger leaping over the riverbank, directly attacking the few remaining survivors.

"No..."

Chief Steward Jin roared furiously, but could only watch helplessly as his Protective Daoist Technique was breached, the iron fist with five-colored brilliance smashing down upon him.

"Thump!"

With just one punch, Zhang Yao penetrated his body, blowing a large hole through his chest.

Zhang Yao slowly withdrew his fist, coldly watching Chief Steward Jin's fading pupils as his body collapsed helplessly backward.

This New Tower Master of Celestial Treasure Tower, who not long ago was confident and recklessly issuing orders, now died at the place of his "enthronement," dying like a pig or sheep.

"Huff..."

After killing the last person, Zhang Yao finally took a deep breath, his gaze showing a hint of fatigue.

"What a pity, this identity can no longer be used."

He had meticulously cultivated the identity of Lord Qingxu for decades, finally establishing himself in the Da Li Cultivation Realm, entering the upper echelons, and accumulating a great deal of benefits.

Even later, when the Five Elements Secret Realm opened, benefiting from this identity, he joined Fuhai Sect's team, reaching the core of the Secret Realm conveniently for his plans.

But now everything was for naught.

After the massacre, his next move could only be to give up everything and flee.

"Fuhai Sect is already struggling, and besides, this identity needs to 'die' and is no longer suitable to maintain contact."

"I only hope Lord Haihe and the others are blessed, and can survive this trial."

Zhang Yao sighed, sweeping his sleeve, and outside of his magical power, he brought many Storage Bags flying towards him.

These Storage Bags from high-level figures of Golden Core Sect and regional overlords were naturally extremely wealthy, making them his biggest reward this time, somewhat compensating for the losses.

Of course:

The Storage Bags of Chief Steward Jin, Lu Yuan, Dugu Jing may contain items that allow the Golden Core Ancestors behind them to employ tracking methods, Zhang Yao was well aware of this.

But first, he didn't have the time to carefully distinguish and filter them, nor did he want to give up these spoils; secondly, he didn't care about this in his next steps.

In silence:

The pale white light rolled like a tide, cooperating with the might of Celestial Treasure Tower's Array, plowing the entire assembly hall several times back and forth.