My Disciples Are All Villains

The palm seal was just to test the water.

The Black Tower Council'S Dao inscriptions' defenses were truly strong. If it could withstand the power of the supreme mystic mystery, then it was all over.

"These Dao inscriptions…" Lu Zhou muttered under his breath.

Swoosh!

The black figure saw the Dao inscriptions were not destroyed so he flashed away quickly using his grand technique.

Lu Zhou was sure the black figure was not Duan Xihua but Duan Xihua's man. It was not worth wasting a Deadly Strike Card on such a person. Then, he sent a voice transmission to Yu Zhenghai and the others, telling them to be careful.

Yu Zhenghai, Shen Xi, and Zhao Hongfu retreated upon receiving Lu Zhou's reminder. They turned around and looked at the red flying chariot. If the White Tower Council attacked at this time as well, they would be in deep trouble.

After the black figure disappeared at the northwestern end, Lu Zhou struck again.

A golden palm seal that was much stronger than before shot out.

Boom!

Similar to before, it only left a ripple that disappeared soon after.

Upon seeing this, Lan Xihe and Xia Zhengrong were puzzled. Old Demon Lu's palm strike looked just like the strength it took to scratch an itch. The difference between the blue palm strike and the golden palm strike was too unbelievable.

Xia Zhengrong continued to hover in the air and observe Lu Zhou.

Lu Zhou's palm strikes landed one after another, but they did nothing to the glowing Dao inscriptions. Following that, he flew above the Megrez Tower and struck with his palm again. Then, he nodded slightly.

He silently chanted the mantra for the power of hearing again.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Lu Zhou expanded the range of his hearing until heard the voice in the Megrez Tower again.

…

Di Xihua who was seated on a chair banged his fist on the armrest as he said, "That's all? The two elders really died in vain. Isn't he afraid Lan Xihe will stab his back?"

Duan Xihua was crafty and had many backup plans. Even if Lu Zhou managed to destroy the Dao inscriptions, he still had other ways to escape. Nevertheless, he did not think there was no need for him to escape. After all, this was the Black Tower Council's territory. Even Lan Xihe would not step into the Black Tower Council's territory unless it was necessary.

…

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoos!

Lu Zhou heard the sound of Primal Qi surging. It should be from the hidden expert whom Duan Xihua sent out.

He cut off the Heavenly Writing Power and flew toward the red flying chariot.

When Lu Zhou sensed the intense fluctuation from the Primal Qi, he raised his right hand. Unnamed in the form of a bow appeared immediately. He said indifferently, "Vermin!"

Just as Lu Zhou was about to make his move, a blazing white light appeared out of thin air where the Primal Qi was surging. Soon enough, a blooming snow-white lotus appeared and released its energy.

Boom!

Faced with the attack from the snow-white energy, the black figure, who had been hiding, was sent flying.

The snow-white energy churned in the air like a tornado as it shot out energy saber at the black figure. In just an instant, the black figure was reduced to pieces of meat.

After the light vanished, Lan Xihe could be seen hovering in the air. The veil concealed her face, but it could not conceal her slender body and arms.

"Master." The blue-clad woman bowed.

"Lan Xihe?" Xia Zhengrong said, surprised by her action.

Lu Zhou put Unnamed away.

Lan Xihe said, "These people came with me; they're guests of the White Tower Council. The White Tower Council is obligated to ensure their safety…"

In the end, it seemed like the White Tower Council had chosen to ally itself with the Evil Sky Pavilion.

Indeed, it was not wise to offend a woman. She had lost 50 obsidian essences because of the Black Tower Council, and now, she was repaying them in kind.

Xia Zheng Rong frowned and turned around. "Who else is there? Come out!"

No one responded.

Lu Zhou looked at Xia Zhengrong and said, "You know the answer to that."

"Pavilion Master Lu, I've been honest with you today. I can guarantee that Duan Xihua has nothing to do with this," Xia Zhengrong said.

At this moment, Duan Xihua emerged from the Megrez Tower. He coughed, feigning sickness. He looked up and asked, "Who wants to harm me?"

When Lu Zhou saw Duan Xihua walking out of the Megrez Tower, he said icily, "I've been waiting for you…"

An ordinary Deadly Strike Card appeared in Lu Zhou's hand, and he crushed it immediately. A miniature vortex appeared in his palm, churning out a tsunami-like energy before he struck with his palm. He did not want to waste time talking to Duan Xihua and just wanted to kill him as soon as possible.

Buzz!

The same golden palm seal shot out again.

Xia Zhengrong stood in the air and shook his head. "Pavilion Master Lu, why bother?"

The golden palm seal was naturally different from the ones before. It was the Daoist's A Hundred Rivers Return to the Sea.

Coupled with Lu Zhou's palm seal and the Primal Qi's fluctuations, he now had the strength to stir up the wind and clouds. His power was as vast as a tsunami.

Meanwhile, Xia Zhengrong watched carefreely. He did not think Lu Zhou was capable of destroying the Dao inscriptions. Although Lu Zhou's aura was strong, his strength was not that great. Moreover, the 3,600 Dao inscriptions could even withstand the collective attacks from a group of experts.

On the other hand, a disdainful smile appeared on Duan Xihua's face.

Bam!

When the palm seal landed on the Dao inscriptions, Lu Zhou personally smacked his fingers on the glass-like barrier that contained the Dao inscriptions.

Clang!

A palm-shaped hole appeared on the glass-like barrier immediately.

Xia Zhengrong's eyes widened in shock.

A hint of surprise flitted past Lan Xihe's face. "He really broke the Dao inscriptions!"

Duan Xihua looked at the broken barrier with his eyes wide open. When he tried to move, he discovered his legs seemed to be frozen. Even his body seemed to be frozen. Fear began to rise in his heart. He hastily raised his hand and manifested his astrolabe with a diameter of a few meters to shield himself.

Logically speaking, most of the power from the palm seal should have been depleted by the Dao inscriptions. Its remaining power would not be able to do much harm.

At this moment, Lu Zhou passed through the Dao inscriptions and kicked the palm seal toward Duan Xihua.

Bang!

The palm seal accelerated and hit the astrolabe.

Creak!

The astrolabe was instantly dented.

"How?" Duan Xihua had just finished speaking when the huge palm seal continued to advance and landed on his face, pressing him to the ground.

A Thousand Realms Whirling avatar appeared and disappeared into Duan Xihua's body.

"Ding! Destroyed one Birth Chart. Reward: 6,000 merit points."

Boom!

After the palm seal dissipated, Lu Zhou stood with his hands on his back and he descended and stepped on Duan Xihua's back. Naturally, he knew Duan Xihua was not dead; Duan Xihua had only lost one Birth Chart after all.

Lu Zhou exerted more strength as he stepped on Duan Xihua. Then, he glanced at Xia Zhengrong before he said, "I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of Tower Master Xia."

Duan Xihua grunted and spat out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, flames of fury began to rise in Xia Zhengrong's eyes. "You're going too far."

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Cultivators from the other six main towers began to rush over. There were blackguards; the ordinary members; the Third Elder, Feng Kui; the Fourth Elder, Lu Si; the judges, Jiang Jiuli, Luo Huan, and Chen Xiao.

In the end, hundreds of cultivators gathered around Lu Zhou.

Shen Xi said anxiously, "The Pavilion Master is surrounded."

"Let's just wait and see," Yu Zhenghai calmly replied.

"Alright."

Zhao Hongfu, the newcomer, was naturally worried. "What should we do? The Dao inscriptions have repaired themselves again!"

Lan Xihe rose higher into the sky and looked down.

The blue-clad woman followed suit before she asked, "Master, do you plan to help him?"

"There's no need for that. Since he's able to enter, he should be able to come out. In the end, I've underestimated him."

At this moment, Lu Zhou hovered next to Megrez Tower and calmly surveyed his surroundings.

Duan Xihua lay on the ground, trying to suppress his fear. He said, "You killed Wu Guangping, Shi Youran, and so many blackguards, and now, you want to kill me! Brothers, if you don't act now, you will be the next to die!"

Boom!

A blue light appeared under Lu Zhou's feet. He used the supreme mystic power and stomped on Duan Xihua again.

A miserable cry rang in the air.

"Ding! Destroyed one Birth Chart. Reward: 6,000 merit points."

Duan Xihua was firmly entrenched in the ground, unable to move. He grunted and spat out another mouthful of blood again.

Lu Zhou shook his head and said, "Duan Xihua, you think you're worthy of going against me?"

The cultivators in the air looked at each other in dismay. There was at least one-third of them who did not sympathize with Duan Xihua at all; these people, especially the Third and the Fourth Elder, were mostly from the conservative faction that had a deep conflict with the radical faction.

On the other hand, the remaining cultivators glared at Lu Zhou with fire in their eyes. How could they stand Lu Zhou trampling on the pride and dignity of the Black Tower Council? Where was the dignity of the Black Tower Council?

At this moment, someone shouted from a corner, "If we don't kill Old Demon Lu today, when will we have the chance again?"

With this, dozens of blackguards swarmed forward.