He looked at the trembling Shadow Pavilion cultivators around him, his tone gradually turning cold: "You Shadow Pavilion have tried to take my disciple's life time and time again. Do you really think I'm a pushover?"
"I was too lazy to bother with these trivial matters. It's one thing for those idiots from the Xuantian Sect to be jumping around, after all, they are an open force."
"But what about you?" Lin Zhou's gaze swept over everyone like a knife. "You rats hiding in the gutter, sneaking around and launching ambushes, and now you dare to lure me here to set up an ambush? Do you really think I'm easygoing?"
He wasn't being overly protective; he simply couldn't stand this kind of bullying that came right to his doorstep. Xiao Chen was his disciple, and to harm Xiao Chen was tantamount to slapping him in the face.
The sect leader struggled to get up, his eyes filled with resentment and confusion: "Who exactly are you? Why is there no information about you in any of the intelligence networks across the four regions?"
The Shadow Pavilion's intelligence network is said to be all-pervasive, but this person in front of them seems to have appeared out of thin air, with no trace of his origins.
"Yeah, right." Lin Zhou scoffed. How could these low-level cultivators possibly know his background? Not to mention the Four Domains, even in higher-dimensional universes, no one knows his secrets.
Seeing that reasoning with him was futile, a glint of madness flashed in the Pavilion Master's eyes. He bit his tongue hard, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the array plate in front of him, and roared, "Even if I die, I will drag you down with me! Myriad Shadows Soul Devouring Array, activate to its limit!"
"Buzz—!"
The entire attic suddenly trembled violently, and the surrounding space began to distort and fold. The original black wooden walls disappeared, replaced by endless gray passages, forming a huge labyrinth. Each passage was filled with soul-devouring black energy, and the wails of countless wronged souls could be faintly heard.
"This maze was forged from three thousand living souls, and there is only one way to survive!" The sect leader collapsed to the ground, his voice hoarse but filled with a mad smugness. "No matter how strong you are, you will be eroded by soul power if you are trapped inside, and eventually become nourishment for the formation!" This was his trump card, which he would never use unless absolutely necessary, but now it had become his last struggle.
Lin Zhou frowned as he looked at the maze before him. Not out of fear, but because he found it...too troublesome.
Is it really fun to play these childish games?
He was too lazy to waste any more words, so he stretched out his right hand with his five fingers spread.
There was no earth-shattering momentum, no dazzling light, only an invisible spiritual energy that began to permeate and compress throughout the space.
"Well……"
The Shadow Pavilion cultivators closest to Lin Zhou suddenly felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on their chests. Their breathing stopped instantly, their bones made a cracking sound, and their bodies twisted and deformed at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"ah--!"
Screams rose and fell, but quickly ceased. The cultivators were like ants crushed by an invisible hand, instantly turning into pools of blurred flesh and blood, their very souls crushed by the terrifying spiritual energy!
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