Invincible Teacher's
Chapter 59: The Destiny of the Demon Sword

The large hall was so quiet that one could even hear a needle falling on the floor.

Lu Zhou's expression was as calm as ever. 'So, this is an indescribable power?' thought to himself.

He never expected that the deadly attack card would come in the form of the Great Fearless Seal, as he had never developed Zen teachings before. In his memory, he only knew a few basic seals and his ultimate moves, and he had yet to try to cultivate them. He did not understand why the card would produce that. He hardly thought of them when he used them.

"Vice Chief!"

"Vice Chief!"

Zuo Xinchan's people rushed out into the courtyard with terrified expressions on their faces. Their intuition told them that their leader could not withstand this attack. Duanmu Sheng, Mingshi Yin, Little Yuan'er, Zhou Jifeng, and Pan Zhong walked out of the Evil Sky Pavilion behind them as well.

Lu Zhou was the only person left in the large hall, and he slowly sat down. He doesn't have to follow them. When he attacked, he already felt the power of his strength. He was the only one who had experienced the power of Ji Tiandao's peak form experience card, so he knew how powerful the card was.

How strong exactly?

Judging from what he had felt just now, the card seemed to be stronger than a peak-form experience card, as it could take down Zuo Xinchan. However, the latter managed to hold him back, which seemed to prove that it was only slightly stronger than him.

'Is it a card that will adjust its strength according to the opponent's strength?' Lu Zhou wondered. It was a pity that he only used it once, so he did not have enough data to refer to.

Nevertheless, it was indeed an indescribable power.

The four black-clothed cultivators approached Zuo Xinchan first, stopping about ten meters away from her and not going any further. From the rock shards scattered around him and the broken ground, they could tell just how much strength he used to stabilize himself when he landed.

"Vice Chief!"

They discovered that Zuo Xinchan was standing on the spot motionlessly, as if she had turned to stone, staring at the Evil Sky Pavilion in horror.

Without going through what he had gone through, they would never be able to understand his current mood and feelings. But they are sure of one thing. He was defeated with just one move.

The four men looked at Zuo Xinchan in horror. They've never seen him look like this. One of them left cautiously in front of him and raised a hand to wave in front of his face. However, he was still staring straight ahead at the Evil Sky Pavilion, not blinking.

Just then, a gust of wind blew across the courtyard. Zuo Xinchan's ink-colored energy floated out from her, and in the next moment, her entire body shattered into a cloud of dust, which was then carried away by the wind. In the span of a few breaths, he had disappeared from the world, leaving only the ground that he had broken and the two holes made by his feet.

The expert who ranked third on the Black scroll had fallen.

Duanmu Sheng, Mingshi Yin, and the others gulped as they watched the scene in disbelief. They were shocked, but at the same time, they felt that their anger had been poured out.

The uncontrollable person had brought this upon himself by acting recklessly in the Evil Sky Pavilion. However, they felt that it was too barbaric to annihilate it with a palm strike. They could not help but wonder how deep their master's cultivation base was, and how many tricks he had hidden behind his sleeves.

As disciples who had followed him for so many years, they had never seen him use the hand seals of Zen teachings before. So, how could they not be surprised when he suddenly used it to kill Zuo Xinchan?

After a long silence, Mingshi Yin said, "Guru's anger ..."

“He deserved to die,” Duanmu Sheng stabbed Mingshi Yin.

Mingshi Yin nodded and said, "Yes, they all deserve to die."

The four black-clothed cultivators were in an awkward situation now. With Zuo Xinchan dead, they lost their leader, so they trembled in fear and no longer wore the same proud expression. They were the top experts of the Divine Court, but then what? Everyone in the Evil Sky Pavilion was at least an expert of the Divine Court.

Mingshi Yin stretched her muscles as she smirked evilly and said, "Do you want to see my Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar?"

Just then, Lu Zhou's voice sounded from the Evil Sky Pavilion. "Go back and tell your sect leader to hold his men back."

Now that their master spoke, Mingshi Yin naturally did not dare to attack those people anymore. "Go from before me!" He glared at the cultivators dressed in black.

Inside the Evil Sky Pavilion…

Lu Zhou heard the system command that he was rewarded with a thousand merit points. He had spent five hundred merit points to purchase the card, and he had received a thousand points after killing the Nascent Divinity Tribulation expert with the card. In other words, his income was twice his cost.

Even though his cards were amazing, he had to use them carefully in the future. With his strength so 'indescribable', he couldn't use it on someone he didn't want to kill.

Earlier, Lu Zhou asked Zuo Xinchan if she knew why she asked him to go up the mountain. He had two goals: The first was to study the motives of the Fiend Temple, and the second was to try his cards. To be honest, he had no intention of killing Zuo Xinchan. Nevertheless, the man was already dead, and he might as well use it as a memorial for the Fiend Shrine.

Duanmu Sheng, Mingshi Yin, and the others returned to the large hall.

“Master is indeed the strongest man in the world! The hand seal made that person to ashes!” Mingshi Yin flattered.

"Master, I want to learn that skill!" Little Yuan'er ran beside Lu Zhou and massaged his shoulders like a filial grandson.

Lu Zhou shook his head and said, “Don't be silly! You are cultivating the Highest Purity Jade Slip, which focuses mainly on movement techniques and boxing styles, and it goes against Zen teachings. Aren't you afraid that you will go down a wicked path?”

"People out there already call us evil .." murmured Little Yuan'er.

"Shut up!" Lu Zhou raised his voice.

Little Yuan pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Duanmu Sheng felt a little confused, and he asked, "Master, why did you let them go?"

Before Lu Zhou could reply, Mingshi Yin had already said, “Teacher just wanted to make an example of Zuo Xinchan to scare the others and did not really want the Fiend Temple to fall. The Fiend Temple was ambitious and wanted to expand its power, but Eldest Senior Brother ... The Nether Sect was the barrier. If the Fiend Shrine were to disappear, who would house the Nether Sect?”

Duanmu Sheng didn't seem to understand that much. “After all, Zuo Xinchan is the vice head of the Fiend Shrine. Now that he was dead, the Fiend Shrine would definitely avenge him, right? ”

“You think too much. What can they do even if they are angry? Are they going to take all their disciples and attack the Golden Court Mountain? He left behind some unspoken words, but what he was trying to say was clear: Will the Fiend Temple dare to attack the Gold Trial Mountain when even Yu Zhenghai did not dare?

Moreover, the Gold Court Mountain had expelled the top ten experts not too long ago, and even the sect leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect Luo Changfeng, who had a seven-leaf avatar, was defeated by their master. Who would dare to attack them now?

When he finished, Mingshi Yin looked proud of herself.

“Fourth Master has a point. It enlightens me, ” Pan Zhong said as he bowed. He was also confused, but that explanation dispelled his doubts.

“Fourth Master is indeed a genius. It answered my doubts as well ..” Zhou Jifeng said seriously.

Mingshi Yin was confused. 'Are these two fools not flattering the wrong people?' he thought and carefully glanced at Lu Zhou from the corner of his eyes.

Lu Zhou was not angry, as he was just thinking, 'This guy is very good at analyzing, and his points are clear and logical. There seemed to be some truth in what he said.'

Meanwhile, the four black-clothed cultivators returned to the ink-colored dragon carriage. All the other cultivators found it hard to believe when they found out that their vice head was dead, and they did not dare to stay at the foot of the mountain anymore. However, it became extremely difficult for them to control the carriage without Zuo Xinchan. In the end, they managed to carry him into the air, but flew very slowly.

The dragon carriage flew back in the same way as when it came. It was flying very slowly and had not even flown more than a hundred miles after an hour. Black-robed cultivators surrounded him and continued to pour their energy into the vehicle. Suddenly, they saw a figure hovering in the air in front of them. He was wearing a blue robe and had disheveled black hair. His hands were crossed in front of his chest, with a sword carried on his back.