《80 Years Of Signing-In At The Cold Palace, I Am Unrivalled》Chapter 124: Two Options, Choose One
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With a single palm, the entire Zenith Heaven Path Sect trembled as it was suppressed.
The glorious and imposing mountain gate disappeared in an instant.
It turned into dust.
The ground split apart, and a mountain peak directly collapsed.
The many people in the Zenith Heaven Path Sect were all shocked and they flew out at once.
Especially the old man who attacked…
His dark domain was directly shattered.
Not only did he vomit large mouthfuls of blood, but he also discovered a terrifying fact.
Ever since the day of the Zenith Heaven Path Sect's recovery, they had been constantly in search of the war machine. They never once gave up.
The war machine was a secret weapon of the Zenith Heaven Path Sect.
It was a terrifying existence that had been continuously refined by their seniors from one era to another.
The Zenith Heaven Path Sect couldn't give up their search for it.
But despite searching for more than ten years, they still had no news about it.
The people of the Zenith Heaven Path Sect gradually lost their motivation to look for the war machine. They knew that the area below the Imperial Capital was the Land of Extreme Negative Energy, but no one knew where exactly its entrance was.
In the end, they decided to take control of the Yuhua God Dynasty first before they looked for the war machine once more.
But who knew that this would happen?
Tonight, Princess Yulin arrived with the war machine that they had been looking for.
Sure enough, as soon as the war machine attacked, it displayed terrifying might.
Why was the Zenith Heaven Path Sect looking for the war machine?
Why were they unwilling to give it up?
Why was Sect Leader Luo Yu so confident that the Zenith Heaven Path Sect wouldn't be erased out of existence as long as they had the war machine?
At this moment, the answer was displayed in the attack of the war machine.
Boom!
The entire Zenith Heaven Path Sect was shrouded in smoke and dust.
In the dark night, terrifying powerhouses with profound auras stood in the air.
Their faces looked ugly, to say the least.
They looked at Princess Yulin, and then at the war machine that stood behind her like a huge mountain.
He wore a large black jacket that covered his entire body.
His face was hidden underneath a hat as he protected Princess Yulin.
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Although his face could not be clearly seen, he had never been a stranger to the Zenith Heaven Path Sect.
The War Machine!
He was the pride and joy of the Zenith Heaven Path Sect.
But now, he was standing on the opposite side of the sect.
There was deep confusion in everyone's eyes.
Why did the war machine of their sect fall into the hands of Princess Yulin?
Sect Leader Luo Yu's body trembled.
He stretched out his hand and pointed a quivering finger at the war machine.
The war machine that he had spent so much effort to find over the past decade was now standing before him as an enemy.
Sect Leader Luo Yu found it hard to accept.
What was even more unacceptable to him was the news that the old Daoist priest brought.
The old Daoist priest's expression looked ugly.
He stepped through the air and stated. "Supremacy Changze has died!"
The people of the Zenith Heaven Path Sect were shocked.
Sect Leader Luo Yu's body trembled as he cried out. "Supremacy Changze is one of the nine Supremacies of the Zenith Heaven Path Sect. He's so powerful, but he died just like that?"
Their war machine killed a Supremacy with a single slap?
Why did Sect Master Luo Yu feel that this war machine in front of him had become even more terrifying compared to what it was from the previous era?
The old Daoist priest looked at the war machine.
There was hatred in his eyes, but it was mostly directed at Princess Yulin.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Where did you get that war machine?"
Hearing this question, the people from the Zenith Heaven Path Sect stared at Princess Yulin with widened eyes.
They wanted to know the answer to this question.
Especially Sect Leader Luo Yu…
He stared at her without blinking.
Princess Yulin was unscathed under the protection of the war machine.
Her face was cold as she looked at the Zenith Heaven Path Sect powerhouses surrounding her.
She remained unafraid at all.
"You don't need to know where I got this war machine. All that you need to know is that from now on, the war machine belongs to the Yuhua God Dynasty, and me, Princess Yulin, it does not belong to the Zenith Heaven Path Sect anymore," Princess Yulin said coldly.
As soon as her words came out, the entire Zenith Heaven Path Sect felt their hearts ache.
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Their eyes instantly turned red as they stared at Princess Yulin.
It was like they were staring at the enemy who had killed their parents.
This feeling was akin to the hatred towards an enemy who had killed their fathers or snatched their wives away.
Or perhaps even more intense than those…
Sect Leader Luo Yu pointed at Princess Yulin and said sternly, "That is the war machine of the Zenith Heaven Path Sect. It was refined by the ancestors of our Zenith Heaven Path Sect generations after generations!"
Princess Yulin was completely unmoved.
The corners of her mouth curled up.
"Since he's from the Zenith Heaven Path Sect, why don't you try calling him?"
This attitude of hers was extremely contemptuous.
Sect Leader Luo Yu became so angry that he felt dizzy.
He pointed at Princess Yulin and gnashed his teeth in hatred.
But he didn't dare to make a move.
The scene of Supremacy Changze being killed just now with a slap was still vivid in his mind.
No one in the entire sect dared to make a move.
Because they understood the war machine better than anyone else.
They knew how terrifying the war machine was once he started fighting.
"Sect Leader, calm down! The war machine once fought with the powerhouses from Quan Zhen Sect. Although he was at a disadvantage, he didn't lose. We aren't its match."
The old Daoist priest hurriedly advised.
Sect Leader Luo Yu waved his hand indicating that he was calm and didn't need persuasion from anyone.
"Princess Yulin, can you return the war machine to my sect?" Sect Leader Luo Yu couldn't help but ask.
Princess Yulin looked at Sect Leader Luo Yu like he was an idiot.
She was too lazy to answer this stupid question.
"As I said just now, I will give you two choices. Which one will you choose?"
Princess Yulin coldly asked.
Sect Leader Luo Yu's face darkened again.
The others looked the same.
They stared at Princess Yulin as they gnashed their teeth in hatred.
They clenched their fists and wished that they could directly hammer Princess Yulin to death.
If she didn't have the war machine, they would have made their move right there and then.
"We cannot casually give away the techniques and manuals passed down by our ancestors to us."
Sect Leader Luo Yu gritted his teeth and said stiffly.
"Then, the Zenith Heaven Path Sect will no longer exist from today onwards…"
Princess Yulin waved her hand indifferently.
The war machine took a step forward.
Boom!
An extremely terrifying pressure swept across the world, making it difficult for the people of the Zenith Heaven Path Sect to breathe.
Their faces turned pale as they watched in horror.
How terrifying!
The war machine was already in its peak state.
"Wait!" Sect Leader Luo Yu raised his hand and yelled.
He felt aggrieved as he watched the work that the Zenith Heaven Path Sect was most proud of actually came to destroy its creator—the Zenith Heaven Path Sect.
Sect Leader Luo Yu's heart was bleeding.
Seeing Princess Yulin's attitude, if he didn't choose to give up all of their cultivation techniques and manuals, the Zenith Heaven Path definitely wouldn't have a good ending today.
"I will choose to donate every cultivation technique and secret manual of the Zenith Heaven Path Sect to the martial temples."
Sect Leader Luo Yu had to use all his strength to finish this sentence.
The members of the Zenith Heaven Path Sect were moved as they looked at this scene.
They opened their mouths, wanting to refute.
But they knew that they couldn't do anything considering their position.
The war machine was right in front of them.
If they didn't make a choice, then the war machine would choose for them.
It was either being destroyed or donating their cultivation techniques.
After Sect Leader Luo Yu said these words, he seemed to have considerably aged.
But Princess Yulin didn't care about these.
Her eyes remained cold as her clothes fluttered.
She looked like a celestial maiden that had descended to the mortal realm.
Then, she said, "I'll give you three days. Three days later, every cultivation technique and manuals of the Zenith Heaven Path must be sent to the martial temples…"
"If even a single technique or manual is missing, the war machine will come and destroy the Zenith Heaven Path Sect."
After saying this, Princess Yulin turned around and left.
The war machine also left with her.
They left behind a devastated Zenith Heaven Path Sect and a group of powerhouses whose hearts were bleeding.
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