Following a Hundred Years of Cultivation, I'm dying Before I Got Cheats - Chapter 676
Chapter 676: Array Break, Unexpected Change
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
These words slightly invigorated many of those present.
After all, over the years, the entire Rising Sun Hall had been supported by the three elders.
Everyone’s confidence in the elders was immensely strong.
Only Han Zhengyong’s eyes flickered slightly.
Seeing that the attention of the others was no longer on him, he discreetly produced a dark black bead in his hand.
In the next moment, a look of determination flashed in his eyes.
Without any hesitation, he threw the dark black bead into the foundation of the array he was responsible for.
Squeak-
Boom!
Instantly, a wave of evil and ominous black light burst forth from that part of the array.
This sudden turn of events took everyone by surprise, and the once radiant protective array of the Rising Sun Hall was suddenly enveloped in a layer of black mist.
“Han Zhengyong, what are you doing?”
Nangong Hai and Nangong Yao, who immediately noticed this, were first shocked and then furious.
Without any hesitation, they both reached out to grab Han Zhengyong.
Given their Nascent Soul cultivation, dealing with Han Zhengyong, who was only at the seventh level of Golden Core, should have been easy. However, when their Dharmic hands made contact with Han Zhengyong, a black light suddenly appeared, blocking their hands.
“What?”
Nangong Hai, Nangong Yao, and everyone present were taken aback.
It was only at this moment that they realized something was terribly wrong.
At this point, Han Zhengyong’s eyes had turned a sinister black, and his aura became incredibly malevolent.
Threads of black Qi, like tendrils, swirled around him.
Seeing this, Nangong Hai and the others’ expressions drastically changed.
“He’s become demonized, Junior Han, you’ve actually…”
“Hahaha!”
Suddenly, Han Zhengyong burst into wild laughter.
His cultivation level also skyrocketed in that very moment.
Eighth level Golden Core, ninth level Golden Core, fake Nascent Soul.
First level of Nascent Soul!
And it was still climbing.
The strange thing was that there was no trace of the Heavenly Tribulation in the sky.
“What the hell is going on?”
Nangong Hai and the others felt an ominous sense of foreboding.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
At the same time.
Dozens of black shadows suddenly flew out from within Han Zhengyong’s body.
Each of these black shadows had the cultivation of the first level of Nascent Soul.
Upon their appearance, they immediately pounced towards the Golden Core cultivators present.
“Arghhhh!”
Before Nangong Hai and the others could react, a series of screams rang out.
Wherever these shadows passed, the Golden Core cultivators all showed expressions of agony, and within half a breath, they all fell lifeless, evidently dead.
Such a sinister and evil method.
Frankly, Nangong Hai and the others had never seen anything like it before.
The most shocking aspect was that when these shadows charged at them, they only managed to fight them to a stalemate.
What kind of joke was this?
Keep in mind, Nangong Hai and the others were at the mid-stage of Nascent Soul cultivation.
And these shadows were merely entities that had split off from Han Zhengyong’s body.
Their cultivation level was only at the first level of Nascent Soul.
“Youb*stard!”
Finally, Shang Heyun and the others noticed the situation on Nangong Hai’s side.
Accompanied by a furious shout, a giant hand slammed down.
Those black shadows that had been rampaging around were instantly blasted into nothingness.
Even Han Zhengyong himself appeared riddled with cracks, like a porcelain about to shatter.
“Han Zhengyong, tell me, why are you doing this?”
Shang Heyun’s angry voice rang out.
However, the response he received was Han Zhengyong’s sinister smile.
Boom!
With a loud explosion, Han Zhengyong’s entire body suddenly burst apart.
In an instant, countless evil black lights shot out in all directions.
Shang Heyun’s expression was grim.
With a single pointed finger from him,
There was a buzz.
In an instant, the black lights that had been shooting out in all directions were suddenly frozen in mid-air.
Then came a series of popping sounds.
The black lights burst simultaneously, dissipating into nothingness.
“Hahaha!”
But just at that moment, a loud laugh suddenly filled everyone’s ears.
Hu Wentian, looking at Shang Heyun, Blue Moon, and Kong Ming inside the array, spoke:
“How do you feel about the gift I prepared for you?”
Without waiting for their response, he turned his gaze towards the other disciples of the Rising Sun Hall and said with a smile:
“Friends of the Rising Sun Hall, you all must have seen what just happened.
Now, you might wonder, how many more like him are there among you? A second one? A third? A fourth? Or even fifth and sixth, or more?”
These words immediately added to the already shaken morale of the people.
Every face turned exceedingly grim.
Many began to look suspiciously at their companions.
Clearly, Hu Wentian’s words had instilled doubt among the disciples of the Rising Sun Hall, causing them to suspect each other.
