My Disciples Are All Villains

Yu Zhenghai's Jasper Saber burst forth with a dazzling golden light and flew out.

Countless energy sabers appeared, forming a wall to block the energy seals in the air.

The cultivators were shocked.

"Great Dao Saint?!"

Cultivators below the stage of a Dao Saint retreated one after another while the few experts leaped up into the sky.

Ye Tianxin frowned slightly. "I'll cover you, Eldest Senior Brother!"

Ye Tianxin's golden lotus bloomed under her feet as she flew to the left toward the weak cultivators. At the same time, golden butterflies filled the sky.

Upon seeing this, the cultivators' expressions changed drastically, and they hurriedly retreated again.

After grasping the great law of space, Ye Tianxin could move freely within a certain range. She was like a ghost as she and her golden butterflies, which were as sharp as blades, flew back and forth among the crowd.

The crowd exclaimed in shock and fear. They had no choice but to manifest their avatars to defend themselves.

"Amorous Hoop."

A tidal wave of energy swept through the crowd immediately, sending hundreds of cultivators flying back and causing them to vomit blood.

With this, the pressure on Yu Zhenghai lessened greatly. Then, he cast his famous skills, the Great Dark Heaven Memorial and Dark Heaven Starlight.

The entire sky was instantly illuminated by the Dark Heaven Starlight.

Energy sabers covered the sky and the sun as they swept toward the experts.

"Block!"

The cultivators brought out their astrolabes immediately, forming a formation.

Apart from the commotion from the fierce battle, buzzing noises and Buddhist chants could also be heard.

It was extremely chaotic.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Waves after waves of energy sabers landed on the cultivators' astrolabes.

"Hold on!" someone shouted.

Every time their astrolabes were hit, they would drop to a lower altitude.

At this moment, Zhao Yue saw a large number of cultivators approaching from the other side. She flew over and used the Brilliant Jade Technique before she engaged in a fierce battle with them.

The cultivators were amazed when they saw that every time their energy seals reached Zhao Yue, they would be devoured by an invisible force. Whether it was the laws from Dao Saints or energy seals from weak cultivators, they were all easily resolved by her cultivation technique.

The cultivators felt like they were at the end of the rope.

"Why are these three people so strong?"

"No matter what, we have to hold on! Our life and death depend on this!"

At this moment, a cultivator holding a sharp blade suddenly put away his astrolabe. Then, he raised his hand to the sky.

Whoosh!

A conical energy seal that shone with a dark light shot into the sky, scattering attacks from the Dark Heaven Starlight.

"A sacred relic?!"

Everyone was overjoyed.

Needless to say, sacred relics were more powerful than weapons. Apart from being used as weapons, they usually had powerful abilities as well. The most outstanding example of a sacred relic was perhaps, the Scales of Justice.

When the sacred relic scattered the attacks from the Dark Heaven Starlight, the cultivators flipped their astrolabes around and began to attack.

Countless beams of light shot out immediately, lighting up the sky. From afar, they look like dazzling pillars.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Yu Zhenghai waved his saber fiercely, flashing back and forth to avoid the beams of light. His dazzling movement technique and the sound of space tearing made his opponents tremble in fear.

"Retreat!"

After releasing the beams of light, the cultivators retreated at the same time. They quickly moved to two sides.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Yue and Ye Tianxin used their great laws and returned to their original positions to avoid being besieged.

The battle stopped for a moment.

The trio faced off against the countless cultivators. Yu Zhenghai stood in front while Zhao Yue and Ye Tianxin stood to the right and left respectively. In contrast to their large number of opponents that was like an army of a million, they seemed small and weak.

The two sides stared at each other unblinkingly.

Finally, Yu Zhenghai said loudly, "If anyone dares to stop us from comprehending the Great Dao, I'll make them beg for death!"

"Don't try and intimidate us! Until now, it's still a draw," someone said derisively.

"Then, let's give it a try," Yu Zhenghai said.

"I've already informed the others to return to the upper core. Your tricks are useless," someone said.

Boom!

The golden barrier that blocked the entrance disappeared.

Everyone turned to look and saw Yu Shangrong calmly enter the upper core.

"Destroy the upper core!" someone shouted.

"Since it's going to collapse anyway if he comprehends the Great Dao, let's just destroy it now!"

All the cultivators in the sky brought out their astrolabes at this moment.

Yu Zhenghai frowned slightly. Although he was stronger than these people, it would be difficult for him to defeat all of them in a short time.

The astrolabes in the sky were like moons.

At this moment, a voice rang from the back.

"Run! The Unholy One is here!"

"Run!"

Only a few cultivators were frightened into fleeing. Most of the cultivators who stayed wore a mocking smile on their faces.

"The same trick again?"

"Can you change to a different trick? Do you think we'll fall for the same trick twice? Do you think we're fools?"

Whoosh!

A blue energy arrow flashing with electric arcs sailed in the air and pierced the last person who had spoken. It accurately and cleanly pierced his heart.

The air froze immediately.

Everyone was stunned as they looked at the blue energy arrow flashing with electric arcs.

Fresh blood flowed out of the wound as the cultivator who was struck lowered his head and looked at his chest with an expression of disbelief on his face. He felt a terrible chill permeating his heart before an excruciating pain tore through his body, causing his mind to go blank.

"..."

Everyone instinctively turned to look in the direction where the arrow came from, and they saw a towering blue avatar in the distant horizon. The avatar held a blue bow with a nocked arrow.

"The Unholy One is showing his divinity!"

"Ah?!"

"The Unholy One is really here! Run!"

"It's real this time!"

All the cultivators discarded their pride and fled in all directions again.

Yu Zhenghai, Zhao Yue, and Ye Tianxin looked surprised.

"Master?"

The trio was familiar with Unnamed in the form of a bow. The bow the avatar was holding looked exactly like Unnamed. Even the overbearing power and the style of attack were similar.

The unique blue avatar attracted the trio's attention, but they also felt fear.

The blue avatar emitted a chilling aura. Its blue eyes seemed to be able to see through everything. Even the blue electric arcs flashing on the avatar's body were terrifying. Its movements were agile as well. A blue astrolabe hung at its back, and the patterns on it were strange and mysterious.

The blue avatar was like a painting woven by the stars in the sky.

A figure hovered between the eyebrows of the avatar. The figure stood with his hands on his back, looking at everything in front of him indifferently. It was none other than the owner of the blue avatar, Lu Zhou.

"Run!"

Everyone was frightened out of their wits by the blue avatar. Some people were so scared that they could not even move. None of them had seen the Unholy One 100,000 years ago. Their knowledge was limited to hearsay, legends from their elders, and ancient records. Based on what they know, the Unholy One was evil, vicious, and killed without changing expression. Most importantly, his cultivation was extremely profound. He was the strongest person 100,000 years ago!

"Since you're already here, why are you leaving?"

The blue avatar drew the bowstring back again, releasing energy arrows after energy arrows.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

The energy arrows accurately pierced the hearts of the cultivators. They were like a meteor shower that reaped the lives of living beings.

Primal Qi storms began to rage in the sky.

The entire place was extremely chaotic.

After an unknown amount of time had passed, it finally quieted down.

The entire area around the upper core was wrecked. Corpses littered the blood-stained ground that was riddled with holes and burn marks. Even the tree and plants were dyed with blood. It was an extremely chilling sight.

Lu Zhou did not bother chasing after the others who fled. His goal had been achieved after all. He did not know how many people he had killed with that move, but it was enough. He was too lazy to count them.

In times of chaos, there would be war. With war, there would definitely be bloodshed. This had always been the case.

How could the Unholy One be lacking in domineering methods? Benevolence did not control armies. In history, which ruler did not have his or her hands stained with blood?

The surviving cultivators who did not flee were lying in a pool of blood on the ground, shivering as they looked at the slowly approaching blue avatar. Fear gripped their hearts, and their faces were ashen. There was no light and hope at this moment.

After a while, Lu Zhou put the blue avatar away.

At the same time, Yu Zhenghai, Zhao Yue, and Ye Tianxin finally confirmed that the Unholy One was their master. They were surprised and excited at the same time. They bowed and called out, trying to restrain their excitement, "Greetings, master!"

Lu Zhou nodded. "Is everything going well?"

"Yes, master. Fortunately, you came in time. Otherwise, it would've been difficult to handle," Yu Zhenghai said.

"Yu Shangrong has already entered the upper core?" Lu Zhou asked, glancing at the upper core.

"Yes, he's entered the upper core," Yu Zhenghai replied.

Lu Zhou nodded in satisfaction. Then, he glanced at Zhao Yue and Ye Tianxin before he said, "Now that you've comprehended the Great Dao, you must treasure this golden opportunity and become supreme beings as soon as possible."

"Understood!"

"During your 200 years in the Great Void, various people and forces have spent a lot of effort to nurture you. You must also be careful not to be manipulated and used by others," Lu Zhou said.

After all, the Four Emperors of the Lost Lands, Shang Zhang, and the others had expended a lot of effort on his ten disciples.

Upon hearing this, the trio said immediately, "We're loyal to masters and have no other intentions."

Lu Zhou did not respond. He flashed and appeared on the ground. He looked around his surroundings.

Five or six cultivators lay on the ground, drenched in blood, as they looked at Lu Zhou fearfully. His sudden appearance caused them to tremble and cry out in fear.

"Who's the mastermind?" Lu Zhou asked.

"No, no… We, we don't know."

"That's not the answer I want," Lu Zhou said as a sharp blade appeared in his hand.

One of them struggled to his knees and began to kowtow as he cried out, "Feather tribe! It's the Feather tribe! The Feather tribe sent us here! Please show mercy, Lord Unholy One! Please spare my life!"