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The sudden appearance of the martial spirit truly startled the Quanzhen Sect members.
However, it was precisely because of this that Song Zhe was considered an outcast by them.
Then, remembering the matter of secretly learning martial arts, they all became vigilant and prepared to capture Song Zhe.
However, no one noticed the hint of contempt that flashed in Song Zhe's eyes.
Holding the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass in his hand, he charged directly at Yin Zhiping.
No matter what, the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass is a super product of Perfect World.
Although this is only the second awakening, it doesn't stop Song Zhe from using it to attack Yin Zhiping.
As the spirit ring beneath its feet lit up, the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass's attack power instantly increased by 50%.
"break!"
Song Zhe gave a clear shout.
With a powerful strike, he cleaved the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass in his hand toward Yin Zhiping's head.
He had heard some people say that when fighting, you have to attack the enemy's most vulnerable spot.
In an instant, the dazzling Nine-Leaf Sword Grass caused Yin Zhiping's expression to change drastically.
Its sharp aura caused the expressions of the third-generation disciples of the Quanzhen Sect present to change drastically.
At this moment, they had already assumed that Song Zhe was definitely a dangerous person.
The small grass blade that appeared out of nowhere was something they had never seen before.
"Boom!"
The crisp sound was particularly loud in the air.
Faced with Song Zhe's deadly sword strike, Yin Zhiping immediately changed his move and used his own longsword to defend.
With so many of them besieging Song Zhe, he couldn't possibly choose to fight Song Zhe to the death.
However, it was this decision by Yin Zhiping that led him into a dead end.
The carefully selected Quanzhen sword was actually cut down by a small grass blade.
Even more terrifying, the grass blade continued its downward momentum and struck Yin Zhiping on the head.
Then, his head exploded, sending all sorts of strange things flying out.
(TL: if tis a sword with a sharp edge…. Why is it acting like a hammer)
For a moment, everyone held their breath; they were all stunned.
They never expected it to turn out like this.
Yin Zhiping was at least among the top five third-generation disciples of the Quanzhen School.
Yet, this powerful figure was instantly killed by Song Zhe in one move.
"Senior Brother Yin!"
After a moment, everyone came to their senses.
Their respected senior brother died tragically right before their eyes, and everyone was still in a daze.
"Avenge Senior Brother Yin and kill that beast."
Some of Yin Zhiping's fellow disciples, who were on good terms with him, roared angrily.
"All disciples, heed my command! Catch up with Song Zhe and kill him without mercy!"
Zhao Zhijing never expected that one of his pawns would die such a tragic death.
As the senior disciple, it's understandable that he would help his junior disciple avenge his brother.
"Senior Brother Zhao, you follow him first, I'll go inform Master and Uncle-Master."
Li Zhichang's expression was also not good.
This guy killed Yin Zhiping with evil magic in front of everyone, and he will definitely not escape the punishment of the Quanzhen Sect.
However, most of the Quanzhen disciples were not as strong as Yin Zhiping.
The best course of action now is to ask their masters and uncles to help capture Song Zhe directly, so as to avoid unnecessary casualties.
"Chase."
Zhao Zhijing took the lead and chased after them.
However, his speed was not fast, keeping pace with Song Zhe.
(TL: this sentence feels like its worded weirdly… but no its correct)
All he needs to do is follow Song Zhe and wait for the elders of the Quanzhen Sect to arrive, and this guy is doomed.
If he rushed up there rashly, he might lose his life.
No one can say for sure whether Song Zhe will be able to launch such an attack again.
Song Zhe, on the other hand, ran wildly, and with the power of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, he killed Yin Zhiping.
But killing a second person would obviously not be so easy.
Not to mention that his Nine-Leaf Sword Grass's special armor-piercing attribute requires a three-day cooldown period.
As for the true qi in his body, less than 10% remains.
Besides, the Quanzhen disciples aren't stupid; they certainly won't take his killing move head-on again.
So Song Zhe decided to flee for his life, hoping to reach the back of the mountain.
"You beast, you can't escape now. There are people from the Quanzhen Sect all around you."
Zhao Zhijing was chasing after him.
If he weren't wary of Song Zhe's methods, he would have rushed up and captured him long ago.
Given Song Zhe's short legs and lack of light-footed skills, his speed was indeed very slow to them.
But now no one dares to go up; no one wants to die for no reason.
In particular, someone has already gone to invite their senior uncles and aunts; they only need to see Song Zhe.
"Senior brother, that fellow ran towards the forbidden area behind the mountain."
Soon, someone discovered that Song Zhe's movement was being blocked by them as he headed towards the back mountain.
The back of Zhongnan Mountain is a forbidden area of the Quanzhen School, and the ancient tombs there were given away by Wang Chongyang, the founder of the Quanzhen School.
There was a powerful sect there.
"It's up to our senior brothers and sisters to capture him; we just need to make sure he leaves Zhongnan Mountain."
Zhao Zhijing didn't care whether it was a forbidden area or not.
As long as the person doesn't leave Zhongnan Mountain, the Seven Masters of Quanzhen can kill this wicked beast.
"Seal off his escape route, don't let him get away."
Under Zhao Zhijing's orders, many Quanzhen disciples did not continue the pursuit into the forbidden area.
They blocked off the roads outside and waited quietly for their elders to come out and make a decision.
Moreover, for a disciple of Quanzhen Sect to venture into an ancient tomb would undoubtedly be suicide.
The members of the Ancient Tomb Sect have a deep aversion to the Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect, and might even kill them outright.
On the other hand, Song Zhe breathed a sigh of relief.
At least, he didn't die immediately at the hands of the Quanzhen Sect.
As things stand, this is the best he's ever done under his current survival mode.
The forbidden area of the Ancient Tomb Sect can only hold them off for a short time at most; it's impossible for him to last more than seven days.
"Let's find the entrance to the ancient tomb."
After thinking for a moment, Song Zhe immediately started running all over the mountain.
For him, finding the entrance to the Ancient Tomb Sect was the only way out.
Of course, it's definitely not the entrance to the main gate, but rather the pool where the Nine Yin Manual is located.
"God, please bless me!"
(TL: a chinese man begging for the gods is kinda ironic considering theyre always like fate is mine blah blah blah lol)
Song Zhe let out a long sigh.
Under normal circumstances, there is no rush to find a pool of water.
However, if he was being hunted down, then the situation would be different.
Whether it's the Quanzhen Sect or the Ancient Tomb Sect, they'd probably all want to kill him.
He was tense all over, as if something was drawing him in.
The small grass blade spirit in his right hand actually made a "shush" sound.
Following the guidance of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, he quickly circled around to a pool of water.
(TL: why can his spirit even guide him? Is it guiding him to water like a plant?)
Song Zhe immediately crawled inside, not caring whether there were any snakes or anything like that inside.
The snakes nowadays are nothing but dung in his eyes; he can wipe them out with a single wave of his Nine-Leaf Sword Grass.
"As expected of one of the Ten Fiends, he was even able to find a water source."
Song Zhe's heartfelt sigh.
Despite its immense power, the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass is still a blade of grass that needs water.
(TL: huh… would you look at that I was right lol)
Perhaps it was a connection with his soul that guided him to the water source.
"I hope my luck won't be bad."
With the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass in his right hand, Song Zhe jumped directly into the pool.
The icy cold water forced him to use his inner energy to resist the chill from the outside world.
He just hoped this was the exit from the ancient tomb.
Otherwise, he would probably have died by drowning.
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