
第690章 新的看门狗
Inside the Great Hall of the Three Clans, other than the laughter and the sound of dogs heard in the photos, there were no other sounds.
The faces of the high-level members of the Three Clans turned pale.
They had their heads dizzy, almost losing the ability to think.
Some people were so scared that they fainted on the spot.
Some close their senses, afraid of hearing or seeing more.
Some held their breaths, hoping that time could retreat so they never saw this photo.
They were not stupid, they knew that the person in the photo was not the real Zhong Cuo, but rather his embodiment.
However, even though it was an embodiment, didn't it still represent Zhong Cuo?
The shame has crossed the line.
Although they did not know what plan Zhong Cuo had used a few days ago to deal with Li Junlang, it was clear that he had failed.
It was not only him who failed, even his embodiment had been captured.
No wonder he didn't want anyone to talk about it...
No one dared to discuss or speak in the Great Hall.
Seeing Zhong Cuo's embodiment being in such a state, something hidden within them began to collapse.
That guy really failed?
But soon, a long-standing authority replaced it, turning into fear once again.
Crack down!
The mystical artifact that took the picture was suddenly shattered and destroyed.
At the same time, the individual who sent the photo also fell to the ground silently.
The leader of the Golden Clan, a ninth layer Emperor, slowly withdrew his fingers, staring at everyone with a gaze filled with killing intent.
"Look good, everybody."
"We don't see anything, we don't hear anything today."
"Nobody came here today."
He's not stupid. If Zhong Cuo found out that they had seen this image, he would definitely find a way to silence them.
One acts cruelly, never letting his dark history be known to others.
The experts in the room were not stupid either. After all, they had lived for billions or tens of billions of years, and their hearts were like mirrors.
Everyone nodded their heads heavily.
They decided to bury the matter deep within themselves and never talk about it again, as if nothing had happened.
As the high-ranking members of the Three Clans made this unspoken deal, things became quite crowded at the third level, where the White Clan lived.
Under Cheng Ge's guidance, Li Han Jade brought the embodiment of Zhong Cuo to appear everywhere outside the divine temple.
At first, when the members of the White Clan saw the venerable Emperor behaving like a dog, they felt the world had turned upside down and fled in fear.
But gradually, they got used to seeing it because they often saw it.
And as they thought back to the oppression the White Clan had endured in the past.
And when they recalled the mass extermination on the entire third level more than a decade ago, with many clan members being killed or scattered...
Wasn't the Emperor responsible?
If not for him, the White Clan would have been at a position equivalent to the other Three Clans, living a peaceful life.
Because of him, most of the previous Grand Hall Masters of the White Clan had fallen.
Those who had not fallen were also lost in the sixth level.
Their suffering, if not for the appearance of Elder Jiang Cheng, would still have continued.
With this thought, the crowd gathered their courage and approached.
Gradually, they began to take their dogs for a walk as well.
As time went on, it became a sight in the White Divine Temple.
Many people come every day early, attracted by the news to watch a civilized dog show.
"Stupid dog, crawling all around us to see!"
"Stupid dog, it's been barking a few times!"
"Haha, look at this stupid dog, still unhappy..."
"Can I go up?"
"Of course, yesterday I rode it. Riding with the Emperor feels completely different, it enhances your whole being!"
In the distance, Cheng Ge smiled as he watched this scene.
Zhong Cuo, Zhong Cuo, it is you who brought it upon yourself.
You want to flaunt yourself in front of me with just your embodiment. After this, you will never have any relationship with the throne of arrogance.
In the Sage Palace, he continued to focus on improving mystic patterns.
Days pass.
As he expected, once the mystic pattern reached the seventh level, it fused with the Death Soul.
From then on, during the battle, he could activate it simultaneously with other mystic patterns.
Its battle power underwent a linear increase.
In a good mood, he came out of seclusion and went outside once more.
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"Has there been an enemy attack during these few days?" Xin Ling and the others shook their heads.
"No, Zhong Cuo seems to be silent."
"Three races of gold, silver, and black in the sixth level have yet to send out their experts."
"This must be a very scary conspiracy!"
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"You're right, Zhong Cuo suffered a huge loss earlier, he definitely won't let it go..."
Before Shen Liang could finish his conversation, the surrounding space was once again cut off.
Immediately after, endless cold air enveloped everyone present.
Although the outside world was not covered by anything, Xin Ling and Shen Liang could not see anything anymore.
They also could not feel any presence.
Their souls and senses were temporarily suppressed.
And in that central area, the most frightening killing intent was centered on Jiang Xianzhe alone.
The whole process was very fast, too fast for anyone to react.
Zhong Cuo appeared again.
As a child of the dimension, he had to take control of the situation.
This time, he still took on an external form.
There's no other choice. The center was mainly busy refining the mysterious power seeds and could not be released.
And this time, he absorbed his previous experience of failure and changed his strategy.
He believed that back then, he was too careless.
He should not have thought of conquering Jiang Cheng and making him his slave.
As a result, he failed to hinder his 'call, ' and Li Junlang still appeared.
So this time, he would not extend it, he would instantly kill him.
With lightning speed, he would immediately kill Jiang Cheng, who was only at the Eight Heavenly Profound Stage.
Not giving him a chance to react!
Killing him would solve everything!
Plan's perfect. As an Eight Heavenly Profound Emperor, it was easy for him to externally kill an Eight Heavenly Profound Stage.
The condition was if Cheng Ge was really an ordinary Eight Heavenly Profound Stage.
Zhong Cuo's mystical weapon almost touched him, and in an instant, he smelled the scent of success.
"Death!"
Perhaps due to his previous blow of failure, the expression on his external form became a little ferocious.
Then, his mystical weapons stopped.
A fiery red long sword suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Li Junlang!"
Zhong Cuo once again saw that familiar face, and his expression became extremely incredulous.
"It's impossible!"
How could he be again?
Didn't he kill Jiang Cheng?
His summoning is so fast?
He can't understand...
Immediately after, the Death Profound Mark, the Speed Profound Mark, and the Sword Profound Mark, under the solidification of eternal power, violently shattered his defenses.
Then, they crashed into his meridians and Profound Soul marks...
As it had happened before, his soul quickly severed the connection between himself and his main body.
When the cold air disappeared and the killing intent disappeared.
The shocked spectator saw Zhong Cuo, who was thrown to the ground like a broken pouch.
"Let Li Hanyu come and take this new guard dog away."
(Late this chapter)