The Journey of Overthrowing the Celestial Emperor
Ch. 109 ~ Lifting Subordinates

Zhang Zhili and the others still continued the fight, although they had previously gotten the effect of the pitch-black aura of the gold-masked Cultivator. And make the fight stop for a moment. But when the Gold-masked cultivator as well as the non-existent Zhang Ziyi, made the black-masked cultivator act out, and attacked the members of the Seven Elements Sect.

Zhang Ziyi as well as the gold masked cultivator had long disappeared and had never appeared. The battle is not over either.

Zhang Zhili as well as the division head who was originally dealing with the white and red masked cultivator now turned against the black masked cultivator.

Previously, they had fought against white and red cultivators because all the purple and black masked cultivators were diverted all to fight Zhang Ziyi. However this time, Zhang Zhili as well as the seven division heads had to turn against the black masked cultivator. A total of five people with the cultivation of the peak of the Heavenly realm.

Although their strength had decreased while breaking away from Zhang Ziyi's ice immortality, the strength of the black masked people still could not be underestimated.

Luckily, there was still Shui Bing as well as Shui Shan who was also a Heavenly realm cultivator. Each of the two brothers fought against one black masked cultivator.

Now there were only three more, who of course had to be Zhang Zhili's opponent, as well as the seven chiefs.

Zhang Zhili, join together with Lei Dong and Mo Lu to fight against one black masked cultivator.

Han Yue, Hai Ying and Kang Jui fought together against one another. The remaining one was masked in black and he was facing off against Zen Wai as well as Yun Ming.

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Fought a draw, they both insisted on beating the opponent.

Zhang Zhili took out a thorny root vines that were directly chasing his opponent. When it was about to wrap around the body of the black masked Man, suddenly the roots of the vines were destroyed when dark energy hit them.

Successfully destroying Zang Zhili's attack, was not the end for the black Masked man. Now he is faced again by the wind put*ng pickaxe. Where the wind itself was created by Lei Dong who ran quickly around it.

After forming an enormous whirlwind, Lei Dong stopped running. Now it was Mo Lu's turn to do his duty.

Mo Lu advanced. Concentrating Qi energy on his throat. After that, he let out a fire.

The big fire burst, now enlarged when it met with the wind energy belonging to Lei Dong. Immediately, a whirlpool of fire tornadoes formed and confined the black masked man.

Doesn't stop there. Zhang Zhili created the roots of the vines, and immediately wrapped around the body of the man inside the Tornado vortex. Blocking movement. So that the turbulent fire will be easy in burning the black masked man alive.

Their plan to subvert the opponent, almost succeeded if nothing strange happened to the black masked man's body. Which was locked into that whirlpool of fire tornadoes.

A pitch-black aura, seen billowing within the fire tornado. The longer the dark-colored energy was the more.

To dominate the Fire Tornado. The original Fire tornado, now turned into a dark dust tornado. Yes, that pitch-black energy had now extinguished Mo Lu's fire and replaced it into a dark energy vortex.

Not long after, the originally large dark energy vortex, slowly began to shrink. Until it shrinks and enters the body of the Black masked man.

The position of the man himself was currently bowing his head. A few moments later he lifted his head. Showing changes to the mask he wears.

The mask, which was originally ghost-faced, is now changing and getting creepy. Where, the form is more to the face of the Devil.

In both eye holes of the mask, it appears that the man's eyeball has changed color to blood red with a black line like the eyes of Satan.

Kontan, Zhang Zhili, Mo Lu, and Lei Dong retreated by themselves, as the man stared at them with a murderous lustful gaze. Not only that, even the man had briefly released a murderous aura that was so concentrated towards the three people.

Shortly after, the man disappeared and appeared behind Lei Dong.

Unable to react, Lei Dong got a stab from the man's long fingernails towards his waist.

Soon he attacked the demon, using a sword that he had been clutching. Unfortunately, the attack hit empty air.

The man moved so fast. Only a shadow could Lei Dong and his two fellow fighters witness. Who moved to and fro so fast.

He took up his weapon and moved back slowly. Back to each other.

Lei Dong flowed the pierced waist earlier with Qi energy. Covering the blood coming out of the wound.

Move quickly, move places, even surround the three of them. When the man was about to attack, he suddenly stopped his action. It was as silent as a statue, before it finally collapsed on its knees.

Up there, there was a young man floating in the air. He released great pressure on the masked people.

Sensing the immense pressure from Zhang Ziyi, those masked cultivators, including the black-masked cultivators suddenly trembled, before finally kneeling on the ground..

Such a huge pressure. Even just raising their head to look up they can't do it.

"If anyone still dares to act, then he has prepared to meet his leader in hell!" Zhang Ziyi said. But this time he also showed the Golden mask in his right hand.

Stand up and look up. One of the black masked cultivators squinted his eyes, trying to clearly see the thing in Zhang Ziyi's right hand.

Not only him, but also all the masked people did the same as he did.

"Really! It was indeed the Leader's Golden mask!" said one of the men in the red mask.

Looking at the golden mask in Zhang Ziyi's hands, they could guess their leader had lost. And what Zhang Ziyi said earlier was indeed true.

One of them knelt down. Surrender.

Everyone else followed the man too. Kneel down and say surrender.

Putting up Zhang Ziyi's little ridge then said.

"I'm not going to kill you. And vice versa. Make you my subordinates." Watching the reactions of those masked people. Zhang Ziyi continued his words. "I don't accept rejection. So you can guess what happens to you if you dare to refuse!"

Listen to the words that are filled with pressure. Success makes masked people tremble in fear. Their leader alone was the strongest person in this middle realm. Where it had surpassed even the Heavenly Realm could lose to Zhang Ziyi, let alone them.

There is no choice to refuse. They decided to follow Zhang Ziyi. But before they said they would follow Zhang Ziyi, one of the masked blacks came forward.

Then, he said something to Zhang Ziyi.

"I'm sorry Young Master. It's not like we don't want to follow you. Rather, at the moment we cannot turn away from the Devils of Destruction. The contract agreement, whereby anyone who turns away and betrays, will instantly scorch his soul at the eating of the devil's mask!"

Zhang Ziyi nodded. He had guessed this before.

"You don't have to worry about that. I can handle it."

Floating downwards, Zhang Ziyi approached the black masked man. After that, he removed the curse on the mask that the man was wearing.

A moment, black smoke came out from the mask. Disappear and merge with the wind.

"How's it?"

"I–the curse is completely gone!" enthusiastic of the black masked man as he let out his words.

"Thank you Young Master. To be honest, I have long wanted to break this curse. But now I can only escape thanks to the young master! I swear allegiance, I. My whole life I've devoted to you, Young Master!" said the man.

Zhang Ziyi again put up a small ridge. He approached the man. Touching forehead.

"This is a testament to your loyalty to me. How dare you intend to betray me, then you will know for yourself the consequences!" zhang Ziyi.

"I dare not betray Young Master!" the man knelt down.

After the black masked man. One by one the masked men came to Zhang Ziyi. To release the curse and declare their devotion to Zhang Ziyi.

After a while, all the masked cultivators finished releasing the curse. Now they had also officially become Zhang Ziyi's subordinates.

Counted, about 200 Red masked cultivators.100 white masked cultivators. The rest, five black masked cultivators.

Zhang Ziyi approached the teacher as well as his comrades.

"Finally this battle is over. And we gained the victory thanks to Kak Ziyi on our side!" said Zhang Lan.

"We won this time. But there's still something we need to sort out besides that. Convinced and believing, these masked people got instant power from the Devils of Destruction. Then we must also fight the demon of Destruction!" reply Zhang Ziyi.

"Hmm, the demon army. If the next opponent is a Demon army, then the strength we need to prepare is also not small!" murmured Zhang Zhili.

"That's why I want to take you somewhere!" Zhang Ziyi replied to Zhang Zhili's words.

"Something?" asked Zhang Yin.

"Yes!"

When he was about to explain to them regarding the place in question, Zhang Ziyi instead abandoned his intentions when he saw the seven Division Heads coming to him.