HPDBC Chapter 80 Zhou Zheng is Lei Xiu, the Lei Xiu who protects everyone, and it is destined that he will
Chapter 80 Zhou Zheng is Lei Xiu, the Lei Xiu who protects everyone, and it is destined that he will
A promising future does not equate to invincibility in the present; in other words, a promising future means being vulnerable in the present.
The three leaders of the Maoshan Sect exchanged glances, their gazes finally settling on Zhang Xuanqing. This man was acquainted with Old Zhang; it was Old Zhang who should offer advice.
Zhang Xuanqing: "Ahem, Master Zhou, please be careful. Do you have any protective magic treasures on you? Otherwise, you might be harmed by the resentment."
Theoretically speaking, it is indeed a bit risky and outrageous for someone in the Qi Refining Realm to fight against a peak Qi Refining Realm cultivator with the power of a demonic spirit.
But the theory itself is standing right next to Zhou Zheng, all smiles.
Liu Zhen laughed and said, "Why worry about that? You can't raise a powerful and ruthless leader in a greenhouse. If the kid wants to try, let him try."
Seeing that the bigwig had spoken, everyone had no choice but to retract their words.
After all, the Golden Bell Shield, which is considered an invincible defensive shield within the same realm, was easily defeated by this big shot with a single slap, leaving Master Shihuai with clear eyes and great politeness.
If the big boss says it's okay, then it's okay.
Master Shi Ren: "...Amitabha, so do you have any protective magic treasures on your body?"
Zhou Zheng checked everything, scratched his head, and looked at Liu Zhen: "Do I have any protective magic items?"
Liu Zhen: "No."
Zhou Zheng: "Oh, is my life in danger if I go up there?"
Liu Zhen: "Yes."
Zhou Zheng: "Oh...can I go on?"
Liu Zhen waved his hand: "Go ahead, go ahead, we are the Thunder Department, not some leisurely department of enlightened immortals."
Are you kidding me? We're the Thunder Department, specializing in combat and divine rewards and punishments. Fighting is commonplace for us. What are you worried about? Will worrying stop us from killing demons? These people are just worrying for nothing.
Isn't it normal to be in mortal danger? Back then, I rushed in and risked my life to stop Zhu Yan from escaping. Does that mean I wasn't an immortal back then? Are immortals supposed to cherish their lives and not fight demons?
This year's class is really worse than the last.
Liu Zhen looked at the four soft-packers present with disdain.
Master Shi Ren clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha."
After chanting a Buddhist prayer, Master Shi Ren, together with Zhang Xuanqing and others, opened the formation and lowered a step made of spiritual energy for Zhou Zheng to enter the barrier.
Liu Zhen watched Zhou Zheng go inside: "By the way, why doesn't your barrier have any killing effect?"
Zhang Xuanqing: "Uh, Master Shiren said that we need to convert the resentful demonic energy, so the focus is on suppression and isolation. We haven't had time to set up the killing formation yet."
There was a brief silence in the room.
Liu Zhen: "...You mean we've put Zhou Zheng in a solid cage? And without any safety features?"
Master Shi Ren corrected: "It is a solid cage that is all-encompassing and without any blind spots in the foundation-building realm."
Liu Zhen regretted not listening to those soft-hearted people earlier, and could only secretly gather his strength, preparing to strike at any moment to shatter the barrier along with the resentful demon energy.
Although I believe Zhou Zheng has the ability to defeat the vengeful demon, I would be heartbroken if something unexpected happened.
Zhang Xuanqing coughed lightly: "We can still send one more person in, but the others need to maintain the barrier outside to prevent harm to the mortals below."
Liu Zhen: "Open the door, I'll go in."
Zhang Xuanqing quickly opened the door and let the big boss in.
Liu Zhen concealed his form, transforming into a bolt of lightning that flew into the area and disappeared.
Master Shi Ren: "Amitabha, are all the people in the Thunder Department people who have bigger fists than brains?"
Zhang Xuanqing remained silent, offering neither rebuttal nor admission.
The three leaders of the Maoshan Sect looked at the sky, the earth, and the distance.
Xu Fan couldn't help but think of how he had finally managed to imprison the five evil spirits for a year or two, preparing to slowly convert them and promote them to higher positions, but Brother Zhou killed them all right away, without considering why the evil spirits were being imprisoned in the wilderness.
It's certainly true that fists are bigger than brains.
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Zhou Zheng stepped into the barrier and onto the invisible floor. He felt a sense of wonder, as if he were standing in mid-air. Moreover, there was a wind blowing around him, which was quite mysterious.
"Let me out...you living people! You wicked devils who aid and abet evil, who bully the weak and fear the strong!"
The vengeful demon roared and howled in mid-air. On its head, formed of pitch-black vengeful energy, the white eyes had turned into a ferocious scarlet, filled with extreme rage.
Zhou Zheng was in a good mood: "Explain in detail how you aided and abetted the wicked."
The enormous, vengeful demon spun in the sky, its voice like a great bell: "Hate! I hate! We hate! We are exploited while we are alive! And enslaved even in death! Kill them! Kill this unjust world!"
Zhou Zheng: "Oh? Who did you kill?"
A blood-red eye, brimming with vengeful demonic energy, stared intently from the sky, unleashing a torrent of resentment: "Damn it, you all deserve to die! You cultivators are high and mighty, treating us mortals like ants! We hate it! We hate the injustice of the world! We hate that you eat our flesh, drink our blood, and trample on us to your advantage!"
Zhou Zheng felt it necessary to correct one point: "You've absorbed a lot of resentment here and caused many wrongful convictions. Don't you think you've done something wrong?"
The vengeful demonic energy could be another plan of the Nine Streams Sect, or it could be a byproduct of that plan. But whatever the reason, the fact that this vengeful demonic energy could expand to this extent must have a reason.
Resentment doesn't arise from nothing, but it can be guided into being.
The demon laughed loudly: "Wrong? Where is the wrong? The wrong lies in our incompetence! The wrong lies in our weakness! The wrong lies in our submission to slaughter! Nie Xin aided and abetted the evildoers! Tang Shen protected the criminals! The wrong lies in your blindness! The wrong lies in the injustice of the world! Wrong, wrong, wrong! So many wrongs! So many evils! And you turned a blind eye!"
Why! Why are you stopping me from getting revenge! Just because you're strong! Just because you trample on us! Just because we don't follow your rules!
"You set the rules! You dictated the path! We'll only be slaughtered if we go up there! Why should we walk the path you set? Why should we obey the rules you made?! Let me go! I'm going to kill them to avenge myself! I'm going to destroy this unjust world!"
Zhou Zheng stroked his chin: "So you're going to kill everyone in the hospital too?"
"Why not kill them? They're aiding and abetting evil!"
Zhou Zheng understood and prepared himself: "Your mother is dead."
The negotiations broke down instantly.
The vengeful demon aura went into a frenzy, its massive body descending from the sky and pressing down. Its furious resentment impacted everything within the barrier, and the upper half of the barrier transformed into a black mist storm, continuously drawing spiritual energy from within the barrier to power the vengeful demon aura.
Zhou Zheng watched him press down on him and felt only regret.
The resentment of the demon is perfectly reasonable, but after it transforms into a spirit, it becomes everyone's enemy and is destined to bring no justice, only adding more sorrow.
Hatred and madness have completely destroyed any possibility of the vengeful demon's return.
Did the vengeful demon know that it was courting death? Perhaps it did.
But he no longer wanted to turn back; he only wanted to vent his resentment and desire for destruction.
Zhou Zheng is Lei Xiu, the Lei Xiu who protects everyone, and it's destined that he will take action.
Zhou Zheng threw out the battery-powered thunderstorm, which shot straight into the gaping maw of the vengeful demon.
A sliver of blue light flew into the mouth of the massive black mist of resentment and demonic energy in an instant, and was quickly swallowed up by the surrounding black fog.
In an instant, the pitch-black environment within the barrier lit up, illuminated by intense blue lightning. The vengeful demon screamed in agony as it was blasted into the sky. The black demon's head was torn apart by the lightning, frantically absorbing spiritual energy to repair itself. In just a moment or two, its head began to subtly suppress the blue lightning, but its massive body invisibly thinned out, desperately concentrating towards its head.
Zhou Zheng: "Tsk, they actually dare to yell in court."
Outside the barrier, the people standing on the rooftop.
Xu Fan: "...I don't think this is a roar, this is a scream."
Xiaoxue: "That makes sense."
Master Shi Ren stared in disbelief: "Was that a battery just now?"
Zhang Xuanqing nodded: "Yes, the battery."
The three leaders of the Maoshan Sect were completely bewildered.
As Taoist priests of Maoshan, they are naturally skilled at drawing talismans.
I've been holding it in for ages.
The leader of the Great Mao Sect spoke up: "This young man has a lot of ideas."
The sect leader of Zhongmao asked curiously, "Who made this battery-powered lightning talisman?"
Sect Leader Xiao Mao pondered, "Should I go back and give it a try?"