My Disciples Are All Villains

"..."

Silence descended immediately.

Cult Leader Zhou and the cultivators looked at the blood shaman silently as though they were looking at a fool.

Finally, after a brief moment of silent awkwardness, Cult Leader Zhou suddenly said, "Drag him away and behead him !"

"Understood!"

The two cultivators were about to make a move when the blood shaman hurriedly rose to his feet, turned around, and kneeled in the air before saying loudly, "Welcome, Great Unholy One!"

It was not surprising that no one believed the Unholy One was here. After all, everyone knew the Unholy One had fallen 100,000 years ago. Moreover, for 100,000 years, he did not appear at all.

Previously, the Nihilist Congregation had also sent people to investigate the aftermath of Tu Wei's battle in Dunzang. They concluded that the battle was in fact a scheme by Ming Xin to get rid of Tu Wei. No one believed that the Unholy One had come back to life. In the congregation, whether they were true believers or not, they all believed this.

Upon hearing the blood shaman's words, the others turned to look outside the ancient city wall.

Cult Leader Zhou looked skeptical.

Upon seeing this, the blood shaman said in a hushed tone, "Cult Leader Zhou, you, you should hurry up and welcome him."

"Bast*rd, you dare to tell me what to do?!"

At this time, Lu Zhou said in a dignified voice, "Are you Cult Leader Zhou of the Nihilist Congregation?"

Lu Zhou's voice swept over clearly from the distance without losing its volume.

Cult Leader Zhou was slightly surprised. Only experts were capable of this. His eyes shone; his eyesight was many times better than the others. He could see Lu Zhou, who was standing in the air and surrounded by another three blood shamans, clearly. In his opinion, although Lu Zhou's aura, appearance, actions, and words were indeed those of an expert, Lu Zhou was still far from resembling the Unholy One that the congregation believed in. After considering everything, he rose to his feet slowly and said with a smile, "That's right."

Lu Zhou moved using the great power of teleportation and appeared 100 feet away from the palanquin. Then, he said imposingly, "How arrogant! Why aren't you kneeling to welcome me when you see me?"

'I'm your god!'

Cult Leader Zhou's expression was somewhat unnatural as he asked, "May I ask how I should address you?"

Lu Zhou stood silently with his hands on his back.

At this moment, the three blood shamans finally arrived. They kneeled in unison and said loudly, "Welcome, Great Unholy One, to the Nihilist Congregation!"

"..."

The cultivators around Cult Leader Zhou looked at each other in confusion. It was not possible for the four blood shamans to turn stupid at the same time. Were they forced by the other party?

Cult Leader Zhou was not stupid. The four blood shamans were elite, personally trained by Du Chun. Hence, their judgment could not be bad.

"Unholy One?"

Lu Zhou said tonelessly, "You should feel honored that I'm here."

"..."

Everyone was at a loss. If the other party was telling the truth, then those words were very reasonable. However, was it really possible that the Unholy One had come back to life?

If it were not for the four blood shamans who were kneeling with pious and reverent expressions on their faces, Cult Leader Zhou would have driven Lu Zhou away. He did not kneel, but he also did not order for Lu Zhou to be driven away. Instead, he cupped his fists together and said, "The Unholy One fell 100,000 years ago and had not appeared over the past 100,000 years. The Unholy One is the only god our congregation acknowledges. I hope you can understand us…" He paused for a beat before he continued to say, "If you're really the Unholy One, we'll naturally kneel and welcome you. Hence, can you please verify your identity to avoid misunderstandings?"

Cult Leader Zhou was indeed a smart person.

It was not difficult for Lu Zhou to confirm his identity. However, he did not want to needlessly squander the power of the Unholy One's painting. Hence, he said, "Take this palm strike, and you'll know if I'm the Unholy One or not."

Then, Lu Zhou raised his right hand slightly.

Primal Qi began to gather immediately.

The four blood shamans were the first to react. They quickly retreated as their eyes shone with fear.

"Retreat!"

"Quickly retreat!"

"Honorable Unholy One, please be gentle!"

"..."

The cultivators around the palanquin were speechless again.

'Isn't this too much?'

'Isn't this too exaggerated?'

The four blood shamans did not think it was too exaggerated. Only those who had experienced that battle earlier could understand how terrifying the Unholy One's palm strike was. In fact, just retreating was disrespecting the Unholy One's might. They felt that they should flee to show their awe and fear of his power!

Cult Leader Zhou was greatly disappointed by the four blood shamans' behavior. They had fled so far away that their figures could hardly be seen.

Swoosh!

At this moment, a vortex appeared on Lu Zhou's palm.

Cult Leader Zhou could sense something was amiss so he hurriedly said, "Please wait a moment!"

"Hm?"

"The Unholy One once left behind a formation flag, which was later obtained by our congregation. Our congregation is able to survive in the ancient ruins because of the formation flag," Cult Leader Zhou said as he pointed at a flag at the top of a tower.

The flag fluttered in the wind, and the surrounding energy seemed to ripple along with it.

Cult Leader Zhou said, "Please."

Lu Zhou flashed and appeared behind the palanquin and in the midst of the cultivators. His aura of someone who had been in a high position for a long time made the others retreat instinctively.

It was fine when they saw Lu Zhou from afar, but now that he was near them, they increasingly felt that he was truly extraordinary. Moreover, the four blood shamans, elites in their own right, were so frightened of him. They began to wonder if he was truly the Unholy One.

Since there were so many of them, it was naturally impossible for everyone's opinions to be the same. Among those who were wavering and beginning to believe, there were also those who were very skeptical.

Meanwhile, Cult Leader was also slightly startled. Even if the other party was not the Unholy One, the other party was definitely an extraordinary person.

Lu Zhou looked at the formation flag in the far distance. He used the Heavenly Writing's power of sight and looked at the flag for two seconds before its name appeared in its mind. "Heavenly Dao Flag."

Cult Leader Zhou was slightly surprised as he said, "Indeed, it's the Heavenly Dao Flag."

Lu Zhou glanced at Cult Leader Zhou from the corners of his eyes as he said, "With this flag alone, I can sentence all of you to death."

"..."

Everyone retreated as chills ran up their spines.

As for the four blood shamans, they fell to their knees and cried out one after another.

"My lord, please spare us!"

"Honorable One, please calm down!"

"Great Unholy One, please forgive us. The flag was obtained by the congregation. It has nothing to do with us!"

Cult Leader Zhou frowned as he looked at the four blood shamans and thought to himself, 'Either they're too immersed in their acting or he's truly the… Unholy One…'

Cult Leader Zhou was very perplexed at this moment. He began to study Lu Zhou again. Although he looked at Lu Zhou's robe, he did not recognize the divine mark robe. However, as a believer of the Unholy One, he naturally knew a lot about the Unholy One. He knew about the legend of the Unholy One subduing the divine dragon.

While Cult Leader Zhou was lost in his thoughts, Lu Zhou flashed toward the flag. He used the great power of teleportation twice in a row.

The flag released a wave of energy at this time. It was a core weapon of the Nihilist Congregation. For years, it kept fierce beasts away from the ancient ruins.

Just as the wave of energy was about to reach Lu Zhou, the divine mark robe fluttered, and the huge ancient Dragon Soul flew out of the robe. It circled the sky and let out a thunderous roar that resounded through heaven and earth.

It spread from an area of 100 miles to 1,000 miles and to 10,000 miles.

Needless to say, the dragon's roar easily pushed back the wave of energy.

At this time, the commotion drew out another cult leader.

Meanwhile, Cult Leader Zhou, who finally recognized the divine mark robe at this moment, exclaimed, "The ancient Dragon Soul and the divine dragon's tendons?!"

When the wave of energy dissipated, Lu Zhou was already hovering above the flag.

"Heavenly Dao Flag."

The formation flag trembled violently as though it had sensed its master's call. Following that, all the vitality energy in the surroundings converged rapidly.

The bones, rubble, and debris on the ground floated up as though there was zero gravity.

Then, a streak of light shot out of the Heavenly Dao Flag toward the sky before a huge bolt of lightning struck down at Lu Zhou. Following that, electric arcs flashed all over his body. He was completely unaffected.

Upon seeing this, Cult Leader Zhou's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. Without any hesitation, he fell to his knees and cried out, "Welcome back, my god!"