Loyal Heart Roaming the Skies

Zhang Linchuan suddenly made a move and attacked Wei Quji.

Lu Yan was not surprised at all, just smirked: "Good kid."

His eyes turned and he took control of the formation.

But Fang Zehou and others who witnessed this scene were deeply shocked.

They were shocked not only by Zhang Linchuan's actions, but also by his strength.

At this moment, he stood in the air, his aura calm. How could his cultivation only be at the level of the Tongtian Realm?

Clearly, he had already opened the door to the heavens, his meridians were soaring, and he had even... entered the Inner Palace Realm.

If it wasn't for a powerful expert in the Inner Palace Realm, even if it was an ambush, even if Wei Quji was already seriously injured, it would be impossible for him to be killed in one strike.

It was all a lie.

He had fought fiercely in the Three Cities Dao Discussion and lost, waiting quietly for a year, waiting for the next year's Three Cities Dao Discussion, to directly enter the National Dao Academy...

It was all a lie.

He had no intention of leaving Maple Forest City at all, he was preparing for today.

He was a member of the White Bone Sect!

Fang Heling finally understood why Zhang Linchuan had asked where Dong A was before, instead of caring about others.

Because at this moment when his identity was exposed, it was the best choice to attack Dong A.

If not Dong A, then it would be Wei Quji.

"Let's go!" Fang Zehou hurriedly caught up and grabbed Fang Heling, saying: "Let's go quickly!"

"No, father." Fang Heling broke free once again, and he smiled: "I bet right! My opportunity has come!"

He took big strides forward and called out: "Brother Zhang! So you have also joined the White Bone Sect! Is there anything I can help with?"

Zhang Linchuan didn't look at Wei Quji's body, nor did he look at Fang Heling. Instead, he looked up at Lu Yan and said indifferently, "Elder, focus on your work."

As he spoke, he took out a mask and gently put it on his face.

That mask was made of white bones.

And then he suddenly turned his head!

In the direction of the South Gate, there stood a cultivator holding a long knife.

His black hair was like ink, and the long knife seemed to be cast from snow.

It was Wei Yan.

From the timing, he should have just witnessed the scene of Wei Quji being attacked and killed.

His expression was strange.

It seemed like there was no anger.

But it also seemed like there was only anger.

Wei Yan was never a talkative person.

So he started to move, charging forward.

Towards the direction of the City Lord's Mansion, towards Zhang Linchuan, he launched an assault!

...

"White Bone Envoy!" Seeing Zhang Linchuan put on the white bone mask, Fang Heling became excited. "So you are the White Bone Envoy! So it was you, Brother Zhang, who brought me into the sect!"

Even before he had any contact with the White Bone Sect, he had maintained a good personal relationship with Zhang Linchuan. Now that he knew that he was the White Bone Envoy, he felt even closer to him.

Fang Zehou stood in front of him and lowered his voice, saying, "Stop talking! It's too dangerous here. Let's quickly follow Uncle Li and leave."

"What danger? The White Bone Sect is in charge here now!" Fang Heling felt impatient with his father's cowardice, but after all, he was his father. He shouted at Zhang Linchuan, "Brother Zhang, my father is here. With the chaos in the city now, I'm afraid that our fellow sect members might accidentally hurt him. Can you think of a way to help? Please!"

"Do you have any proof of identity..."

His voice suddenly stopped.

All he saw was a burst of lightning exploding on Fang Zehou's body.

And Fang Zehou only had time to take a heavy step back before he convulsed and turned into ashes in front of his son, without a sound.

No one knew how an ordinary person without cultivation could move in such a powerful lightning attack.

No one knew what supported him to react and move away from his son in that moment before his death.

Most Transcendent cultivators below the Tongtian Realm would be instantly killed by this lightning attack.

They couldn't even blink their eyes, let alone react in time.

But Fang Zehou struggled to take a step back.

He was just an ordinary mortal.

Just an ordinary father.

And he was dead.

"Ignorant."

Zhang Linchuan shook off the smoke that was still lingering in his hand, turned around, and pounced towards Wei Yan, who was approaching with his knife!

There were no words before the battle, no confrontation.

Only in the instant when the two sides approached, the fierce battle erupted.

...

Fang Heling opened his mouth wide, wanting to shout something, but no sound came out.

Zhang Linchuan did help him solve the safety problem of his father, but in a way that he absolutely couldn't accept.

His father was killed in front of him, as easily and casually as killing a chicken. But because of the roaring lightning on the corpse, he didn't even dare to reach out and touch it.

He couldn't understand why.

He was also a member of the White Bone Sect! He had done so much for the White Bone Sect!

Did the White Bone Sect not have his family's full support when it caused such a disaster today and launched such a powerful and well-planned operation?

How many times had he been interrogated by the Judicial Department for the White Bone Sect? How much risk had he taken? How much had he sacrificed?

Did no one care?

Why.

Why?

"Let's go!"

Li Gongfeng grabbed Fang Heling and turned around to run out of the city.

He was angry, but he suppressed it firmly.

No matter what, Fang Zehou had shown him kindness. If he couldn't save Fang Zehou, he had to at least save his son.

Even if this kid was so foolish!

Fang Zehou could see it at a glance, but Fang Heling couldn't understand it at all. From beginning to end, he was completely invisible in Zhang Linchuan's eyes.

His loyalty, determination, and contributions, apart from being annoying, didn't gain anything.

Perhaps until today, until this moment.

He finally realized who he really was, but it was already too late.

...

Zhang Linchuan and Wei Yan clashed in an instant.

In an instant, they separated.

Wei Yan spat out blood and retreated, while Zhang Linchuan was surrounded by lightning, like a god.

Under the white bone mask, Zhang Linchuan's expression couldn't be seen, but his voice was cold: "You dare to draw your sword against me. It seems that I have let you misunderstand for too long. Do you really think that Zhu Laoda is your second brother?"

In the ranking of the Dao Merit List of Maple Forest City's Dao Academy, it had always been Zhu Weiwo, Wei Yan, and Zhang Linchuan, in that order.

Even if these top three had squandered a large amount of Dao Merit, the cultivators who followed them would consciously control the number of Dao Merit they obtained and lower their rankings. This was a sign of respect for the strong.

But no one expected that the true strongest would be Zhang Linchuan.He was not only stronger than all the students in the Dao Institute of Fenglin City, but also far superior, the difference was like heaven and earth.

Despite his strength, it seemed to have no effect on Wei Yan.

Swift Snow thirsted for blood, no matter how strong the opponent was.

Wei Yan didn't bother to wipe off the blood, instead, he stepped on the broken green bricks and drew his sword again.

Swift Snow was like a startling rainbow in the sky, starting from Wei Yan and ending at Zhang Linchuan.

Clang!

Zhang Linchuan flicked his finger, right on the blade of Swift Snow.

Lightning sprang from his fingertips, following Swift Snow upwards.

Wei Yan quickly let go and then gripped tightly again, avoiding the lightning, and drew his sword for a counterattack!

He slashed into a cluster of lightning.

He was fast, but Zhang Linchuan was faster.

Boom!

The lightning exploded.

Wei Yan forcibly endured the numbness and held the sword tightly, but he was blasted back again.

Zhang Linchuan took a step forward, reached out his hand, and then suddenly withdrew!

An endless golden light engulfed him in an instant.

It was a lower-grade Dao technique of the first class, the Golden Light Killing Array, set up by Wei Yan himself as a guide.

This tactic was similar to the one Zhang Linchuan used when he confronted Lin Zhengren at the Three Cities Dao Debate.

Both were based on prediction.

At the same time as the Golden Light Killing Array exploded, countless golden arrows suddenly appeared in mid-air, whistling and shooting into the Golden Light Killing Array.

All the golden arrows were aimed at Zhang Linchuan.

At this moment in Fenglin City, only one person could use the golden arrows to such effect. The former fifth on the Dao Merit List, Shen Nanqi!

He didn't know when Shen Nanqi had arrived on the battlefield, but this attack had obviously been prepared for a long time.

The two attacks overlapped, forming a deadly momentum.

...

The golden light dissipated, and a huge skeletal figure slowly stood up on the spot.

A pair of hand bones spread out, and Zhang Linchuan walked down from them, unscathed.

He walked in the air, step by step, and the giant skeleton gradually disappeared.

The Lightning Law was just his disguise when he was at the City Dao Institute. His real strength was the Nether Dao Law of the Bone Dao.

"Not bad, Shen Nanqi. You've finally opened the door of heaven and earth."

While expressing satisfaction in his words, there was no hint of a smile in Zhang Linchuan's eyes beneath the mask.

He suddenly pulled his hands apart, and a door of bones formed in the air with a hissing sound.

There was a faint roar in the void.

"Get out of my way! I don't need you to interfere with my business!"

Wei Yan grabbed Shen Nanqi and threw him back while rushing forward with his sword.

He really hadn't expected Shen Nanqi's appearance.

Nor had he expected Shen Nanqi to help him.

Back then, he chose to give up a friend they both shared, which was equivalent to giving up their friendship.

He had no regrets.

If the person in danger back then had been Shen Nanqi, he would have made the same choice.

Because it was the right thing to do.

It's better to have one less death than to die together.

He had no regrets about his choice, so he was prepared to be hated by Shen Nanqi to the death.

So, if Shen Nanqi had turned around and left after seeing this scene today, he wouldn't have been surprised. Nor would he have been disappointed.

He could fully understand such things as cutting off and being cut off.

After all, Zhang Linchuan was too strong.

There was no need to talk about the gap between the Soaring Dragon Realm and the Inner Palace Realm, he didn't even know if Zhang Linchuan had his own divine power seed, he hadn't been able to push Zhang Linchuan to that point.

Therefore, in fact, the moment he saw Wei Quji being assassinated, he should have turned around and run away. That would have been the right choice.

Because with Wei Quji's death in battle, the last glimmer of hope for the entire Fenglin City region had also been extinguished.

He should have made that choice.

He had always been making such choices.

He deeply hated Wei Quji, yet unconsciously, he was influenced by him.

He hated him, yet it seemed like he was becoming him.

But today, he drew his sword.

He didn't understand why.

Going to his death was not something he would do.

But if he didn't draw his sword this time, Swift Snow seemed like it would never be able to be unsheathed again.

If he didn't go to his death this time, it seemed like he would feel worse than death.

He knew in his heart what he should do, but he couldn't control himself.

He held Swift Snow at an angle, dragging the sword and charging forward.

He silently said in his heart:

I'm sorry. Maybe my choices are always too cruel.

But this is the way I've learned to make choices.

I was chosen this way, and my mother died because of such a choice.

Finally, this time, I made a ridiculous choice.

But it's strange, I didn't laugh.

I didn't laugh.

He thought.

He suddenly pulled up the sword light, like a whip, like a crescent moon, hanging in the sky!

At this moment, he heard a voice coming from behind him, reaching his ears.

"Who are you to tell me what to do?"

It was Shen Nanqi's voice.