Chapter 1477 — A Silent Cry of Alarm! Wei Zhao Had Not Expected Zhang Naipao to Dare Strike First Here, But Neither Was There Any Reason for Wei Zhao to Dodge; If That Was How It Was, He Might As Well Teach Zhang Naipao a Lesson — Though Killing Zhang Naipao Had Never Crossed His Mind, At Least Not Here!
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And that was not all. Something even more horrifying was yet to come. Wei Zhao had clearly already stopped the circulation of the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art, and yet the energy within his body kept pouring through his palm and turning into true qi that flowed into Zhang Naipao's side!
The Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art was running on its own!
"What kind of demonic art is this?" Wei Zhao asked, staring at Zhang Naipao in horror.
Wei Zhao had the feeling of being completely out of control, a feeling like that time he had channeled true qi into Feng Xiaoxiao. At first he had circulated the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art by his own will, and then it had run on of itself, forced and involuntary, while the true qi inside him poured out like a flood.
"Hahahahaha! Demonic it is. It's called the Bee-Absorbing Divine Art of the Chrysanthemum Treasure Manual. What do you think? Never heard of it, have you?" Watching Wei Zhao's astonishment, Zhang Naipao laughed heartily. Just as he had anticipated, every bit of Wei Zhao's cultivation was being absorbed into him!
And this was Zhang Naipao's trump card!
Zhang Naipao's Chrysanthemum Treasure Manual could well be called an all-purpose art of energy conversion. It could transform any energy from the outside world into his own demonic qi and make it serve him. The overbearing poisons of venomous bees, venomous insects, and tainted water could be used, and so could the true qi that others had painstakingly cultivated!
This was precisely where the evil of this true qi lay. It could be used on any expert of Zhang Naipao's rank or lower!
And at present Zhang Naipao was at the Profound Rank. That meant that so long as the other party was a Yellow Rank or Profound Rank inner-strength expert, he could turn this Bee-Absorbing Divine Art of the Chrysanthemum Treasure Manual loose on them. Whether the other was early Profound Rank or peak late Profound Rank, so long as they had not reached the Earth Rank, he could cut them all down alike!
Even against an early Earth Rank expert, Zhang Naipao could, at the risk of injury, absorb some of the other's true qi. That too was proof of how formidable he was. And those disciples of hidden families and sects who followed at his heels had only begun fawning on him so shamelessly after witnessing his divine arts.
Otherwise, even if he came from an ancient sect, it would be perfectly normal for such people to cultivate ties with him. There was no need to flatter him in such a sickening way.
On the road, a cultivator from a hidden family, confident in his peak late Profound Rank strength, had blocked the path of Zhang Naipao's car. So Zhang Naipao, without the slightest hesitation, used him to practice his hand!
Zhang Naipao knew well how formidable his Chrysanthemum Treasure Manual was, but within his own sect there was no way he could use it on his fellow disciples. This unlucky peak late Profound Rank cultivator from a hidden family had happened to walk right into the muzzle of the gun, and was drained by Zhang Naipao into a dried-up husk, stripped of every last bit of his strength!
When Zhang Naipao fought this peak late Profound Rank cultivator, naturally there were many onlookers, and naturally they witnessed Zhang Naipao's ruthlessness.
When the hanger-on of that peak late Profound Rank cultivator saw what had been done to his young family head, he was frightened to the core. Still, he did not forget to ask where Zhang Naipao had come from, thinking to himself that he would report back to the family head and take revenge another day. But once Zhang Naipao boldly announced his sect, the hanger-on did not dare let out so much as a fart; he simply scrambled away. An ancient sect! What hidden family would dare seek revenge? They could only count themselves unlucky.