My Disciples Are All Villains

Lu Zhou ignored Tu Wei. He raised his hand before Unnamed in the form of a bow appeared in his hand. Then, he tossed the bow into the blue avatar's hand.

Subsequently, the blue avatar took a step forward and turned to face the west. Then, it bent 30 degrees before it pulled the bowstring back. At the same time, an energy arrow appeared on the bow. At the tip of the bow, blue electric arcs flashed around it.

Swoosh!

The energy arrow sailed in the air, leaving tears in the space.

The dragon-like blue electric arcs continued to flash as it sailed toward Ming Ban.

When Ming Ban turned around, his eyes widened in fear. He quickly unfurled his wings that spanned 30,000 feet before he wrapped them around himself, looking like a silkworm pupa. At the same time, Saint Light began to glow.

Alas, the energy arrow cut through the 'silkworm pupa' that glowed with Saint Light like a hot knife through butter.

Ming Ban who was ensconced in his wings lowered his head in horror as he looked at the energy arrow flashing with blue electric arcs that was embedded in his chest. Fresh blood began to surge out. He tried to stop the blood from flowing, but he discovered the blue energy prevented him from doing so. He could only watch as blood that looked even redder under the Saint Light stained his chest.

Tu Wei surveyed his surroundings before he looked at Lu Zhou again. Then, he sighed and shook his head as he said, "So many years have passed, but you're still so bloodthirsty."

Lu Zhou said indifferently, "They're just ants."

"Ants!" Tu Wei laughed maniacally. Then, he said, "In my life, there aren't many people I revere. You can count as one of them."

"So what? There are many people who revere me."

Swoosh!

Lu Zhou flew toward Tu Wei with his blue avatar.

Tu Wei brought out his black avatar as well to block in front of him.

The two supreme beings' avatars collided.

Boom!

Energy rippled out for tens of thousands of miles, leaving a deep ravine on the ground.

Lu Zhou's expression was the same.

On the contrary, Tu Wei was frowning deeply with a grim expression on his face. He could not conceal the nervousness in his eyes. Finally, he said, "It won't be that easy for you to kill me."

"Very well. I hope you don't disappoint me," Lu Zhou said.

At this moment, a 10,000-foot-long blue energy sword burst forth from Lu Zhou's blue avatar.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two avatars began to fight fiercely.

At this time, Ming Ban alternated between looking at the energy embedded in his chest and the fierce battle in front of him. Then, he looked at the cracks on the ground that were growing bigger and bigger. He thought about his high and mighty self in the past, the Great Abyss Land, and the now-annihilated Eight Saint Temples. Then, he said in a trembling voice, "I, I can't die!"

Ming Ban cried out as he forcefully pulled the energy arrow out of his chest and brought out his divine soul pearl. A terrifyingly bloody hole could be seen on his chest. After he tossed the energy arrow away, he looked at his hand. The flesh on his hand had been burned away, leaving only bones.

Ming Ban endured the pain and flew away as he muttered repeatedly to himself, "Emperor Yu can save me!"

Ming Ban suddenly thought about Emperor Yu, the strongest person in the Feather tribe. He had to seize the chance while the Unholy One and Great Emperor Tu Wei were fighting; it might be his only and final chance to escape. He thought he had a high chance of escaping.

At this moment, a disdainful voice rang in the air.

"Take this."

Following that, the sky darkened immediately.

Ming Ban looked up suspiciously. "What's going on?"

After a moment, Ming Ban regained his senses and continued to fly, no longer caring about the consequences. Since he was a divine lord, it was easy for him to cover 100 miles in just a blink of an eye. However, he soon discovered that something was amiss. No matter how long he flew, the sky was always dark.

Following that, Ming Ban heard Tu Wei's voice.

"The Vast Sky Bag?"

The severely-injured Ming Ban's face turned pale, and his body began to tremble. Despair flooded his heart as he muttered, "The Unholy One's Vast Sky Bag?"

The Vast Sky Bag could cover both heaven and earth. Any living being that entered the bag would have no chance of escaping. Whether it was the power of the Dao or the laws, they were all useless in the Vast Sky Bag.

As expected, Ming Ban felt the space around him rapidly shrinking at this moment. No matter how he tried to use the law of space, he was unable to leave. The space continued to shrink until he felt suffocated. The air and Primal Qi were thin. He tried striking his surroundings with all his might, but it was futile; he could break out of this place.

At the same time, Lu Zhou hovered high in the sky above Ming Ban. His hand was pointed downward as he continued tightening the Vast Sky Bag. After a moment, he pulled the Vast Sky Bag into his hand.

Tu Wei, who was standing not far away, looked at the Vast Sky Bag with an even grimmer expression.

Muffled cries rang from the Vast Sky Bag as Lu Zhou held it in his hand. He looked at Tu Wei and said indifferently, "How dare a mere divine lord try to escape?"

At this moment, Ming Ban's voice rang from the Vast Sky Bag.

"Let me go! Let… me go!"

Lu Zhou looked at the Vast Sky Bag and smacked it.

Crack!

The sounds of bones breaking rang from the Vast Sky Bag, and Ming Ban suddenly stopped making any sound. The slap had flattened him.

Lu Zhou continued to stare unblinkingly at Tu Wei, who wore an unsightly expression on his face. Then, he looked in the direction of the Qin Yuan from the corners of his eyes and asked, "Qin Yuan, are you satisfied?"

Upon hearing these words, the Qin Yuan, who was thousands of miles away, kneeled reverently again and kowtowed at the immense avatar in the distant sky. "Thank you, Unholy One!"

Lu Zhou said, "It's not enough."

Lu Zhou smacked the Vast Sky Bag again.

Boom!

The Vast Sky Bag that was round turned flat immediately.

With this, Lu Zhou finally put away the Vast Sky Bag. It was only a matter of time before Ming Yan died. Hence, he focused his attention on Tu Wei. At this time, he could sense that the Deadly Strike Card, the Impeccable Card, and all the other item cards were at their full strength. In other words, the peak power of all the cards was the power of the Unholy One at his peak.