Chapter 707 - 707: Disaster

Ban Xing'an was beaten black and blue, a battered mess.

At this point, even Zhou Jianxiong couldn't bear to watch any longer. He snapped at Zhou Yongyang, "Zhou Yongyang, what are you doing? Stop it right now!"

Although Ban Xing'an wasn't a Core Disciple, he was still a Celestial King Realm expert.

For Zhou Yongyang to beat him into such a sorry state, wasn't he just making an enemy for Zhou Jianxiong and the Qianshui Dynasty?

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yongyang, who was usually very docile, was acting completely out of character.

He landed a few more vicious kicks on Ban Xing'an's stomach before turning around. His face twisted into a savage expression as he glared at Zhou Jianxiong. "Order me around? Zhou Jianxiong, you... what right do you have to order me around now!"

"Zhou Yongyang, you... how dare you speak to me like that! Have you gone mad?"

Zhou Jianxiong could hardly believe his ears.

The others in Zhou Jianxiong's group also stared at Zhou Yongyang, dumbfounded. It was as if he had suddenly become a completely different person!

"Mad? Heheh, I am mad."

"I went mad the moment I forced my breakthrough on the battle stage and damaged my Primordial Pill! I went mad the moment you kicked me aside like a dog!"

"Zhou Jianxiong, go to hell!"

Zhou Yongyang roared, suddenly accelerating as he launched a kick at Zhou Jianxiong.

Today, he would unleash all the resentment that had been building up for so long!

"Hmph, you're courting death!"

Zhou Jianxiong snorted coldly. He was about to circulate his Primordial Power and raise a hand to suppress Zhou Yongyang.

However, just as he tried to exert his strength, a sudden wave of weakness washed over him. When his Primordial Power sped up its circulation through his meridians, an unbearable, excruciating pain wracked his body.

Zhou Jianxiong gasped from the pain, all strength draining from his body.

But Zhou Yongyang landed a vicious kick on his stomach, sending him flying. THUD! He collapsed face-down at Zhou Yongyang's feet.

Zhou Yongyang sneered, planting a foot on Zhou Jianxiong's head.

"Ordering me around like a dog all this time, felt pretty good, didn't it? Now, let's see how arrogant you can be! Hahahaha..."

Zhou Yongyang ground his foot on Zhou Jianxiong's head, rubbing his face into the dirt, unable to stop himself from laughing maniacally.

He had waited far too long for this moment!

Not only was Ban Xing'an completely powerless to resist, but even Zhou Jianxiong had been defeated with ease. The others finally realized something was wrong and hurriedly began to check their own bodies.

The moment they did, everyone's expression changed drastically.

They all discovered that their bodies had become abnormally weak and powerless.

When they weren't making any major movements and their Primordial Power was flowing steadily, they didn't feel much. But the moment they tried any significant action, their bodies would be flooded with a sense of weakness.

And if they tried to circulate their Primordial Power even slightly faster, their bodies felt like they couldn't take it, erupting in excruciating pain.

Clearly, they had all fallen into a trap.

And the culprit was none other than the inconspicuous Zhou Yongyang, who had been hiding in the crowd the whole time!

"Zhou Yongyang, what did you do to us?"

"Zhou Yongyang, we're from the Celestial Sword Sect! We have no grievance with you. You'd better think this through! Don't act rashly and offend our Celestial Sword Sect, or you'll suffer the consequences!"

"Give us the antidote, now!"

The people around them grew anxious and panicked.

"Hahaha, no grievance? Don't blame me. If you have to blame someone, blame your own greed. Blame your own bad luck!"

As Zhou Yongyang spoke, he stomped down viciously again, burying half of Zhou Jianxiong's head in the dirt.

Just then, with a SWOOSH SWOOSH SWOOSH of tearing air, the Special Envoy from the Martial Soul Hall rushed into the valley with several of his subordinates.

The Poisonous Insect in Zhou Yongyang's palm belonged to him; it had only been temporarily lent to Zhou Yongyang.

When Zhou Yongyang activated the Poisonous Insect, the Special Envoy sensed it and immediately rushed over with his men.

"Zhou Yongyang, not bad at all. It looks like there's been an unexpected bonus..."

The Special Envoy said with great satisfaction, looking at the panicked people filling the valley and Zhou Jianxiong pinned under Zhou Yongyang's foot.

The other members of the Martial Soul Hall were also all smiles.

The people of the Martial Soul Hall were enemies of the human race.

Originally, the Martial Soul Hall members thought it would have been good enough if Zhou Yongyang could use the Poisonous Insect to capture Chu Qingyun, Zhou Jianxiong, and the others alive.

They never expected he would manage to ensnare everyone in the entire valley.

"Hehe, you flatter me, Special Envoy. Allow me to introduce them. These people all have quite the background."

"These dozen or so are also Inner Sect Disciples from the Saint Extreme Sect. Among them is a Level-Seven Martial King of the Celestial King Realm and two genius Core Disciples."

"These four are Inner Sect Disciples from the Celestial Sword Sect. Those ones are Inner Sect Disciples from the Tianya Sect. And these few are Inner Sect Disciples from the Purple Cloud Sect!"

Zhou Yongyang kicked Zhou Jianxiong aside and, as if seeking praise, introduced all the people in the valley who had been poisoned to the Special Envoy.

Hearing about their backgrounds, the smiles on the faces of the Martial Soul Hall members grew even wider.

"Good, Zhou Yongyang. Well done," the Special Envoy praised him again.

Just then, someone from the Celestial Sword Sect suddenly said in a cold voice, "Who in the world are you? You know we are all Sect Disciples, yet you still dare to move against us!?"

"Haha, who are we? Zhou Yongyang, you tell them!" one of the Martial Soul Hall members said with a loud laugh.

Zhou Yongyang stepped forward, cleared his throat, and announced loudly, "Every last one of you, listen up! These gentlemen are all lords from the Martial Soul Hall, and this man here is the esteemed Special Envoy!"

Instantly, the expression on every person's face in the valley changed dramatically.

They had made many guesses before.

But no one had ever imagined that they were actually from the Martial Soul Hall!

From the Land of Hundred Dynasties to the Blood-soaked Land, and even to the lands of the sects—across the entire Northern Domain, from the powerful major sects down to the countless smaller factions as numerous as ox hairs, all Martial Artists on the human side were in a hostile relationship with the Martial Soul Hall.

And Zhou Yongyang, that maniac, had actually collaborated with the Martial Soul Hall!

In an instant, despair filled everyone's heart.

To fall into the hands of the Martial Soul Hall was an absolute death sentence, especially now when they had no ability to resist whatsoever.

In that moment, everyone glared at Zhou Yongyang, their eyes filled with fury and indignation.

So many geniuses and prodigies from the various sects were about to be lost at the hands of such an insignificant nobody!

"Zhou Yongyang, you... you really have gone mad! How dare you cooperate with the Martial Soul Hall! You... you'll die a dog's death! The Sect won't let you go, and neither will the Qianshui Dynasty!"

Lying on the ground, Zhou Jianxiong suddenly let out a furious roar.

At this moment, his heart was filled with terror.

He wasn't just afraid that the Martial Soul Hall would kill him. He was also afraid that if news got out that the Qianshui Dynasty had produced a traitor who sided with the Martial Soul Hall, it would be a huge disaster for the entire dynasty!

Even if they weren't directly implicated, he feared it would be difficult to ever regain the trust of the Saint Extreme Sect again!