Chapter 3041 - 82: Taoist Master Boards the Pirate Ship! (Part 2)

Chapter 3041: Chapter 82: Taoist Master Boards the Pirate Ship! (Part 2)

"Haiyang, don’t be too harsh on your junior brothers and sisters." Sacred Supreme Ziguang casually waved his hand, indicating everyone not to be so tense, his voice solemn yet gentle. "Indeed, I was once deeply saddened by the Tragedy of the Seven Glows’ Heavenly Abode and found it peculiar, hence expressed a different opinion to the Sect. This is fact, not rumor. As for being marginalized because of it, that’s not the case. Whatever the Sect assigns us to do, it naturally has the Sect’s comprehensive considerations."

"Yes, Master."

Senior Brother Haiyang, drenched in sweat, quickly responded respectfully.

"The task of the Southern Blaze Black Market was originally assigned by the Sect to another Sacred Land, but I personally fought for it." Sacred Supreme Ziguang continued with a calm expression, "Because I heard that a ’Taoist Yuan Pill’ is going to be auctioned, and I want to secure it for you."

"Master... this..." Senior Brother Haiyang hurriedly said, "This is absolutely impossible, the Taoist Yuan Pill is too expensive..."

"Why not?" Sacred Supreme Ziguang said with a smile, "Over the years, I’ve managed to save some private wealth, and with some borrowing, I can manage to bid for this precious item. Haiyang, with your talent and potential, you should have soared higher, yet for years you’ve suffered alongside me. I just wish to give you a helping hand to restore your former glory."

Master, Master.

Senior Brother Haiyang was slightly choked with emotion.

Although the Master spoke plainly, considering the astronomical cost of the Taoist Yuan Pill, the Master must have gone through immense hardships to gather this amount. He might even have pawned many cherished possessions.

The rest of the junior brothers and sisters were extremely envious of Senior Brother Haiyang, and began to congratulate him.

Just at this moment.

Suddenly, the space around them rippled slightly, and Sacred Supreme Ziguang’s face changed dramatically: "What..."

The last word "person" had not yet left his mouth when an immense force completely enveloped him.

A Daoist Master level?

How is it possible!?

Sacred Supreme Ziguang was utterly horrified, his face showing an expression like he had seen a ghost.

Which Taoist Master was idle enough to come here and confront him? And shamelessly resort to a sneak attack?

Unfortunately, his questions were destined to remain unanswered.

In the next instant.

"Boom!"

Sacred Supreme Ziguang’s head was struck heavily, before he could even separate his divine soul, he was sealed within by endless power.

At the same time.

Several space fluctuations arrived again, and several strong entities exuding fierce energy teleported into the flying boat.

Sacred Supreme Ziguang’s mind was a complete mess, his consciousness was barely coherent, and in his daze, his last thought was — it’s over! Everyone is finished!

...

Not knowing how long had passed.

Sacred Supreme Ziguang’s divine soul consciousness gradually cleared up.

He focused his eyes, only to discover he was in a dungeon, stripped of his Ziguang Sacred Robe, wearing only underwear.

No wonder he felt cold and chilly.

The only consolation was that he seemed not to have been restricted, and there seemed to be no malicious entities in his dantian and qi sea.

What tightened his gaze was that his Sacred Artifact level storage ring was still on his hand, not taken away...

"Senior Ziguang, you finally woke up."

A cold female voice suddenly echoed from outside the dungeon.

Sacred Supreme Ziguang jerked his head up, only to see a tall, masked woman looking at him with a cold gaze.

The woman’s eyes were indifferent, and she only exuded True Immortal Realm level aura, yet it faintly made him feel a trace of dread.

He did not act recklessly, remaining highly vigilant.

Because behind the woman stood a "monster."

The monster’s body was extraordinarily robust, nearly twice the height of an average person, clad in dark black battle armor, with exposed parts covered in scales, and devil’s wings sprouting from its back, surrounded by dense, eerie demonic evil energy, clearly a formidable entity.

Sacred Supreme Ziguang’s pupils contracted tightly.

He recognized it at first glance; it’s an Asura among the high-ranking demon clan.

Most critically, the faint aura emitted by the opponent made even him feel deeply uneasy.

This suggests it’s very likely an Asura Demon Lord Level Fifteen!

And what terrified him the most was that this Asura Demon Lord emitted a cold, deathly aura, its pupils indifferent and lifeless, suggesting it’s not a living Asura Demon Lord.

But an Asura Demon Master Corpse Puppet!

This mysterious demonic cultivator woman, who is she? How can she control an Asura Demon Master Corpse Puppet across levels?

The more Sacred Supreme Ziguang thought, the colder his heart turned.

And all these unbelievable strange occurrences prompted Sacred Supreme Ziguang to quickly calm down and decide to speak sensibly: "May I ask, have I, Sacred Supreme Ziguang, offended you in some way?"

"Offense isn’t really the issue." The cold masked woman replied indifferently, "We want to borrow your flying boat, does Senior have any objections?"

What do you mean "any objections"?

Sacred Supreme Ziguang’s face twitched, almost bursting out in anger.

The opinions of this Sacred Master are very much on the negative! What kind of ghostly beings are you?

However, when he was about to speak, he displayed an incredibly cheerful expression: "Such a trivial matter, hardly worth mentioning."

"Thank you, Senior, for your cooperation." The cold masked woman slightly bowed, her attitude very courteous, "Since that’s the case, Senior can take a rest. If you need anything or want to eat something, you can instruct the guards at the door."