Chapter 11655 — Which One It Actually Was
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Ruthless decisiveness may be a required course for any great figure, but from Zhang Tailing's standpoint, personally killing his last disciple still gave everyone a genuine shock.
Even Wei Zhao could not help but regard Zhang Tailing with a shade of something strange in his eyes.
This Daoist was far more vicious than he had anticipated.
It had to be said that his immortal bearing and air of Daoist austerity were indeed highly deceptive; even Wei Zhao had been misled by them.
Seeing this, the Third Ancestor of the Prince of Qi's Estate was overjoyed and praised him repeatedly: "Daoist Zhang is a man of lofty righteousness!"
With Li Hongshou dead, there was a chance to shut the space gate, and the crisis could be eased on the spot.
Though the peril facing the Prince of Qi's Estate would not end there, at least there was a turning point. From here on, if matters were handled well, it was not impossible for them to have the last laugh.
On paper at least, whether it was Wei Zhao or Zhang Tailing, there was still a clear gap between them and the combined strength of the Third Ancestor of the Prince of Qi's Estate and his allies.
Unless Wei Zhao and Zhang Tailing joined forces.
That could indeed bring utter ruin upon the Prince of Qi's Estate—but clearly they would never be given such an opportunity.
Yet just as the Third Ancestor of the Prince of Qi's Estate was scheming how to sow discord and make Wei Zhao and Zhang Tailing fight first, an accident occurred without the slightest warning.
Half of the tall elder's head was suddenly bitten off.
Looking at the tall elder, who in an instant had been left with only half a head, everyone present felt their hair stand on end as one.
The tall elder did not die on the spot. He remained in his original posture, letting out a hoarse, agonized howl.
And the crimson ape behind him still held its biting pose, its mouth smeared with blood and horrifying fragments of facial features.
This scene, even with Wei Zhao's current mental fortitude, gave him in an instant the distinct feeling of being back in childhood, forced by the old man to watch all manner of horror films.
Officially it was to toughen him up; in reality, it was scare-you-to-death-with-no-mercy.
If this scene were ever broadcast publicly, who knows how many people would be left with a lifelong psychological scar.
Still, given the tall elder's formidable vitality, even with half his head gone, he was able to maintain normal vital signs.
It did not even affect their war of attrition against Wei Zhao.
But if he took another blow like that, until his entire head was gnawed away, that would be another matter entirely.
At that moment, the short elder, watching from another angle, suddenly cried out in alarm: "Look!"
Everyone turned to look. The space gate above had not closed as they had expected; instead, it was rapidly expanding!
Meanwhile, the bronze mirror that Li Hongshou had been holding was now in Zhang Tailing's hands, and the blood on its surface had clearly been wiped away entirely.
By any normal logic, Li Hongshou herself was dead; without her blood as a catalyst, the bronze mirror should no longer have taken effect.
Zhang Tailing had personally killed Li Hongshou precisely with that consideration in mind.
Yet now, things had turned out nothing like that at all.
For a moment, Zhang Tailing's expression was extraordinarily complicated.
He had steeled himself to kill his own disciple with his own hands, and the situation had only grown worse—did that not make him a living, breathing clown?
As the space gate rapidly expanded, the sense of danger everyone felt began to surge exponentially!
In the space of mere seconds, three more crimson apes descended.
Altogether, there were now seven of them on the scene!
Four had already been more than they could handle, and the tall elder had had half his head gnawed off outright; now that the number had jumped to seven, the pressure naturally spiked sharply!