My Disciples Are All Villains

Duan Xihua rose up, seizing the chance to push Lu Zhou away.

Lu Zhou silently recited the mantra from the Heavenly Writing. In just an instant, a blue lotus bloomed under his feet. The blue lotus increased in size until it was even bigger than the Megrez Tower.

The lotus leaves covered the surroundings, and the supreme mystic power swept out violently like a storm.

The 20 blackguards who were charging at Lu Zhou instinctively erected their protective energy. Some of them even manifested their astrolabes to shield themselves.

The indescribably huge blue lotus continued to release irresistible and terrifying energy.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

All the blackguards standing close to the Megrez Tower were sent flying; one of them even died.

Many Thousand Realms Whirling avatars appeared before disappearing again.

"Stay down!" Lu Zhou said as he stepped on Duan Xihua who had just sat up.

At this moment, the top of the Megrez Tower slid to the side before it fell. Just like that, half of the Megrez Tower was gone. That was not all; all the buildings in a radius of 100 meters were also cut off in the middle by the blue lotus' energy.

The Dao inscriptions in the sky were destroyed again. It seemed as easy to break as tofu. However, soon after, the Dao inscriptions mended themselves again.

Xia Zhengrong was forced to retreat swiftly; he only came to a stop when he crashed into one of the buildings. He looked at Lu Zhou in shock; he barely held onto his life earlier. 'How strong is this old man?'

Xia Zhengrong quickly looked down to check his armor, gauntlets, and knee pads. They were all damaged by the energy of the blue lotus! What could be seen on his skin was oozing blood.

Duan Xihua was truly frightened out of his wits now. "S-save… Save… S-save me, T-tower Master Xia. Save me!"

Now that Duan Xihua had lost four Birth Charts, he was only left with five Birth Charts.

Xia Zhengrong surveyed his surroundings.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "Activate the formation of the main tower!"

Xia Zhengrong's expression turned unsightly immediately. He was always very cautious; he cherished his life very much. Who was this person who kept giving instructions in the dark? He roared, "Stop!"

The Fourth Elder, Lu Si, said, "We can't stop! Things have already escalated to this point; we can't stop now! Activate the Tower Formation! Now!"

Buzz!

The seven main towers lit up with a dark light immediately. Even the damaged Megrez Tower was emitting a dark light.

Lu Zhou frowned and shouted, "Xia Zhengrong!" He tapped his foot and soared high into the sky. The cold was biting, and the wind blew against his black hair.

Xia Zhengrong did not know why, but when Lu Zhou called out his name earlier felt fear coursing through his veins even though he was in his territory.

"You really don't know what's good for you!" The Supreme Mystic Card appeared in Lu Zhou's palm before they dissolved into spots of starlight. In just an instant, he was surging with the supreme mystic power.

Lu Zhou's eyes glowed blue as he blocked all seven beams of light.

His hair, his body, his clothes, his palm seals were all shrouded with a blue light at this moment.

The Heavenly Writing Power's power of sight, power of hearing, and power of smell were all activated at the same time.

Like a phantom, Lu Zhou vanished into thin air. He appeared high above the Mizar Tower and released the blue energy. Just like that, the buildings within 1,000 meters were flattened.

Following that, seven huge blue lotuses bloomed above the seven main towers: the Alioth Tower, the Phecda Tower, the Merak Tower, the Megrez Tower, the Mizar Tower, and the Alkaid Tower. The seven huge blue lotuses covered the sky above the Land of Shu.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the incredibly dazzling and beautiful blue lotuses in awe. Each of the blue lotuses radiated a terrifying strength and killing intent. They bloomed for thousands of miles.

Just like that, the Seven Towers Heptagram Formation was broken by the supreme mystic power.

With the Supreme Mystic Card, Lu Zhou did not hold back and went all out.

Subsequently, he returned to the Megrez Pagoda.

Duan Xihua's shadow was nowhere to be seen; he was long gone.

No one dared to breathe loudly as they watched in trepidation.

"You think you can escape? How naive." Lu Zhou shook his head as his hair that was tinted blue by the energy fluttered in the air. Without any warning, he suddenly launched ten palm seals toward the back of a building that was 100 meters behind him.

The blue palm seals smashed against the building at lightning speed, crashing through the wall.

Bang!

The palm seals hit Duan Xihua's chest one after another.

Duan Xihua's Thousand Realms Whirling avatar appeared and disappeared, repeating the process a few times.

Each palm seal contained the full power of the supreme mystic power. How could Duan Xihua resist? Each of the palm seals destroyed one Birth Chart.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The supreme mystic power lifted Duan Xihua up suddenly.

Duan Xihua's eyes were wide with fear. The continuous strikes from the palm seals had left a bloody wound on his chest and destroyed all his Birth Charts. He was suspended in the air, hanging limply, like a fish on a chopping board.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

When the final palm seal disappeared, nothing remained of Duan Xihua.

"Ding! Killed a target. Reward: 8,000 merit points. Domain bonus: 2,000 merit points."

Lu Zhou turned around. Three of his skills from the Heavenly Writing Power were still activated.

"Pavilion Master Lu, listen to my explanation!"

Lu Zhou flashed into the midst of the cultivators, specifically to where most of the cultivators from the radical faction were gathered.

"Once my anger has subsided, I'll listen to your explanation."

Boom!

'To gain the power of muting so that samadhi will manifest in the body and radiate into the surroundings like light.'

Dozens of blackguards were sent flying in all directions; all of them vomited blood at the same time. Moreover, all of them lost one Birth Chart.

Lu Zhou flashed again.

"Get lost!"

The thunderous sound technique rolled out and swept over the other members of the Black Tower Council.

At this moment, even Yu Zhenghai, Shen Xi, Zhao Hongfu, and the others who were waiting outside the Black Tower Council's formation, widened their eyes in shock as they covered their ears.

On the contrary, a frown could be seen on Lan Xihe's face. No one knew what she was thinking about at this moment.

Meanwhile, Xia Zhengrong flashed around in a frenzy in an attempt to avoid the large-scale attack from the blue lotuses. At this moment, he had lost all the bearing of a Tower Master.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Black lotuses fell like rain and smashed into the ruins.

Lu Zhou turned around and appeared in front of Xia Zhengrong. He said, "It's your turn now!"

Xia Zhengrong's expression was incredibly ugly. Earlier, he had already found it difficult to block the residual energy from Lu Zhou's attack. At this moment, he had no choice but to use his trump card. His Dantian's sea of Qi exploded with surging power. The power from the 3,600 Dao inscriptions surged with power as well.

Lu Zhou struck, launching ten palm strikes in just one second.

Each of the palm strikes landed on Xia Zhengrong's arms since he had raised them to protect himself.

Xia Zhengrong screamed in pain. His armor was damaged beyond use, and his arms were exposed. His hair was unkempt, and blood flowed out of his seven orifices. Soon enough, a loud cracking sound rang from his arm before a Thousand Whirling Realms avatar appeared and disappeared again, indicating he had lost one Birth Chart.

Lu Zhou was surprised. He did not expect Xia Zhengrong could block ten strikes that contained the full supreme mystic force with the help of the 3,600 Dao inscriptions. If he did not have the Supreme Mystic Card, he would not have been able to defeat Xia Zhengrong. Let alone the Deadly Strike Card, even the Peak Trial Card might not be enough to defeat Xia Zhengrong. He was certain Xia Zhengrong had more than 12 Birth Charts. Since he had experienced the peak power of a 12 Chart cultivator, he could gauge Xia Zhengrong's strength.

"I underestimated you," Lu Zhou said indifferently.

Xia Zhengrong roared as an iron weapon shot out from his elbow with powers that could split the mountains and topple the sky.

Boom!

Lu Zhou brought out Unnamed in the form of a shield and channeled his supreme mystic power into it, blocking all of Xia Zhengrong's attack. In the end, he was pushed back 30 meters, and his arms were slightly numb. Apart from that, he was completely unaffected.

'This power…' Lu Zhou was taken aback. He knew this was not the time to be merciful.

Meanwhile, Xia Zhengrong's eyes looked as though they were going to pop out of their sockets when he saw Lu Zhou safe and sound.

Lu Zhou took advantage of the downtime of Xia Zhengrong's attack and flashed in front of Xia Zhengrong again. Just like before, he struck ten times in a row in one second.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Xia Zhengrong endured the pain and retreated quickly. Nevertheless, he still lost another Birth Chart.

Boom!

Xia Zhengrong crashed heavily into the ruins, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Ding! The time's up for the Supreme Mystic Card."

Lu Zhou thought it was time to call it a day; he did not continue to attack. He looked around, admiring his handiwork.

None of the seven main towers were undamaged.

The entire place was a scene of devastation.

The black lotus cultivators on the ground pressed their hands against their chests as they looked at Lu Zhou who was hovering in the sky majestically with expressions of fear on their faces. Their hearts were beating so fast that it felt as though they would jump out of their chests.

More than half of the members of the Black Tower had lost one Birth Chart; a few unlucky ones lost two Birth Charts. Only those from the conservative faction suffered the least damage since they were hiding far away from the beginning. Some of them were glad they did not rush into the battle earlier and some of them were in despair that the Black Tower Council had been single-handedly destroyed by that big boss.

In the future, this incident would be called the Collective Demotion of the Black Tower Council as words about it spread in the cultivation world.

Whoosh!

At this moment, someone emerged from the ruins of the Phecda Tower that was 1,000 meters away. He was covered in dust from head to toe. He coughed violently as he patted the dust off his robe. He seemed disoriented as though he did not know where he was. After a moment, he flew to the Megrez Tower.

"Yan Zhenluo?" Lu Zhou finally had a good look at the person's face. He almost could not recognize him.

Yan Zhenluo surveyed his surroundings, dumbfounded. He shook his head, trying to get rid of the ringing noises in his ears that prevented him from hearing Lu Zhou's words. He had been imprisoned under the Phecda Tower earlier and was affected by Lu Zhou's thunderous sound technique. After a beat, he asked in a daze, "Brother… B-brother Lu? What happened?"

"..."

At the ruins 100 meters in front of the Megrez Tower…

Boom!

Xia Zhengrong smashed away the rubble and debris that buried him with one palm.

Lu Zhou turned to look with a slight frown on his face.