How strong is Zhao Wujiang?

He already had the answer in his mind before.

He kept fighting with his sword, seemingly conserving his strength, but in fact he was always on guard.

Beware of his invisible gaze.

When he landed on the island and mobilized the power of heaven and earth for the first time, he noticed something wrong with the thunder arcs traveling in the sky. He guessed that it might be the Clay Bodhisattva.

Although nothing was wrong after the incident, he did not relax his vigilance.

After returning to the Great Xia Dynasty from the grassland, he had already vaguely guessed the truth and layout of some things.

No matter what the Clay Bodhisattva is going to do, and no matter what the Taoist Divine Counter of the Human Sect is going to do, the Divine Counter should not let the Clay Bodhisattva take action against him before he sees the Divine Counter.

But he would not deliberately mobilize the power of heaven and earth to expose his heaven-level cultivation, "stimulate" the Clay Bodhisattva, or waste his own energy in vain.

He didn't know what would happen after "stimulating" the Clay Bodhisattva. He didn't want to meet this indescribable existence so early.

He thought of waiting until he returned to Daxia Kyoto, returned to the empress' side, and then faced the Clay Bodhisattva again when he could remove the curse for the empress.

That way, he might have a better chance of winning.

After all, he would also make a trip to Renzong on the way.

He had a hunch that he would get the truth about everything and something that would be beneficial to him.

So even though he felt the power of heaven and earth pouring into his body crazily, trying to feed him, he still chose the most conservative approach when facing thousands of Japanese enemy troops.

That is to use a sword, even before he uses the sword energy contained in his body.

Just one sword after another, killing without any fanfare.

But facing so many enemies, he finally got tired of attacking.

So he decided not to pretend anymore, and used the Star Absorbing Technique, which crazily devoured the lives and cultivation of the Japanese soldiers and restored them to his own strength.

The soldiers rushing around fell down one by one and turned into ashes. He looked around at everyone like a demon.

The Japanese soldiers finally became frightened and wanted to retreat.

But the power of devouring has filled this world, and Zhao Wujiang has also transformed into a black flowing firefly, constantly shuttling among the crowd.

Wherever the black mist shrouded, all flesh and blood turned into powder.

The warriors and wanderers of the Japanese country also began to flee one after another, but no matter how fast they were, they could not move faster than Zhao Wujiang, and the black mist filled the air and swallowed them all up.

And their cries for mercy or curses gradually disappeared together in the devouring power.

They once turned Dongji Island into a purgatory on earth, but now, Zhao Wujiang is their purgatory on earth.

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Eastern Daxia, Yunshui Prefecture.

Humanity.

Next to the thatched cottage on the mountain behind Renzong's main peak, there is a gurgling stream that never freezes in winter.

The Taoist leader Lindao and the saint Yang Miaozhen are sitting on the big stone by the stream.

"Do you remember what Master just said?" Zhang Lindao was still wearing a tattered and old Taoist robe, but his hair, which was originally slightly white, was now almost completely frosty white.

It seemed that in just this short period of time, he had aged dozens of years.

Maybe it was because his exhaustive efforts were about to run out, or maybe because the layout of the world was coming to an end, he breathed a sigh of relief that he shouldn't have.

Yang Miaozhen's appearance and temperament are still stunning. Now she lowers her head, her autumn eyes are somewhat dim:

"I understand, Master.

only...

It's just that Master, really can't..."

"No." Zhang Lindao shook his head.

"The disciple made an oath with his Taoist companion..." Yang Miaozhen pursed her red lips slightly, her eyes a little misty.

Zhang Lindao sat south and faced north, looking northeast:

"Foolish disciple, Master has told you many times during this period. You have enjoyed his good fortune and his karma, but you cannot save him."

"My disciple would like to ask, is this Taoist couple's oath true?" Yang Miaozhen looked at her master Zhang Lindao. During this period, after knowing the truth, she could not sleep all night, thinking about the past, her mood was extremely complicated.

"Of course." Zhang Lindao smiled faintly:

"If you think it's true, it's true.

If you think it is false, it is also true.
Chapter completed!