473: Injured reincarnation, Zhou Tong appears! [Seeking follow-up reading]

"Samsara Realm!"

Zhu Li, Grand Elder, the Grand Elder, and others around them, sensing Ren Yuanzi's Qi fluctuation, all had a slight change in expression. They couldn't help but worry about Lin Fan and were about to step in to help.

Lin Fan stopped Zhu Li, Grand Elder and the others. With a clench of his hands, the space in front of him immediately twisted. In almost an instant, a silver-glowing spatial greatsword formed, silently slashing towards Ren Yuanzi!

"Swish!"

The silver greatsword shot out without any startling fluctuations, but Ren Yuanzi's pupils suddenly contracted at this moment, and an extremely dangerous feeling surged in his heart.

Chii!

As unease churned in his heart, the silver greatsword sliced through space and heavily struck his palm. The profound Samsara fluctuation was actually split open by the silver greatsword, and then the longsword entered his flesh, splattering blood!

"Ah!"

Ren Yuanzi's scream erupted, and then his figure violently retreated, twisting through space, intending to retreat into Yuan Gate.

"Swish!"

Just then, a dark shadow suddenly appeared behind Ren Yuanzi. The dark shadow held a black longsword and, without any hesitation, fiercely slashed at Ren Yuanzi's back!

"Be careful!"

Tian Yuanzi and Di Yuanzi, seeing this scene, both had their pupils contract and hurriedly warned Ren Yuanzi.

They were too far away, and even if they wanted to help Ren Yuanzi block the dark shadow's attack now, it was already too late.

As for Ren Yuanzi, in his panicked retreat, it was as if he was actively running into the black longsword, making it even harder to dodge.

At the critical moment, Ren Yuanzi's body shifted slightly, avoiding vital points.

"Puff!"

However, the black longsword still sliced into Ren Yuanzi's back, leaving a ghastly bloody mark. At the site of the wound, a terrifying Devouring Power emanated.

"Ah!"

Ren Yuanzi let out another scream, and a dense black mist suddenly surged from his body. In a flash, it floated back into Yuan Gate, landing beside Tian Yuanzi and Di Yuanzi.

"This kid, he came prepared..." Di Yuanzi's eyes were slightly cold as he stared at the suddenly appearing dark shadow, his voice chilling.

"Came prepared, you say?" Tian Yuanzi smiled faintly and said, "Since that's the case, then let us also present our surprise first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tian Yuanzi lightly waved his sleeve, and then the space around him rapidly twisted. As black mist surged, a somewhat blurry figure slowly walked out from within that space.

This commotion was naturally noticed by Lin Fan and the others. Immediately, everyone subconsciously looked towards the twisted space.

"Rustle!"

A foot stepped out of the twisted space. The black mist on his body gradually faded, revealing a slender figure. He wore a black robe, his entire body enveloped in shadows.

"Hehe, with so many Dao Sect disciples gathered, you can also meet an old friend..." Tian Yuanzi looked at the suddenly appearing figure, a strange smile on his face.

Zhu Li, Grand Elder, the Grand Elder, and the others were all surprised and uncertain, not understanding what Tian Yuanzi meant, but Lin Fan knew full well.

The figure shrouded beneath the black robe was likely the legendary Disciple of Dao Sect from back then, Zhou Tong, who had once stormed Yuan Gate.

In fact, that was exactly the case.

Under everyone's gaze, a pale hand emerged from his sleeve and slowly lifted the black hood.

As the hood was removed, a young face, handsome yet deathly pale, appeared before everyone's eyes.

"This is..."

After clearly seeing that young face, a commotion immediately arose among the Dao Sect crowd.

Ying Xuanzi's face suddenly turned pale. He pointed a trembling finger at that figure, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"You... you... Zhou Tong, you're still alive! How is that possible?"

Zhou Tong!

This name, within Dao Sect, was known by everyone.

But not everyone recognized him.

At this moment, hearing Ying Xuanzi's words, some younger Dao Sect disciples became even more agitated.

They stared at the distant figure with pale faces, their eyes filled with disbelief, feeling as if their beliefs were collapsing.

"What exactly is going on?" Ying Xiaoxiao also cried out, her jade hands tightly clasped, muttering, "Senior Brother Zhou Tong clearly died in Yuan Gate a hundred years ago, how could he still be alive...?"

Beside her, Ying Xuanzi's body trembled continuously, the expression in his eyes rapidly changing. Clearly, the emotional turmoil in his heart was too intense at this moment; the events before him had delivered a huge shock.

Due to Zhou Tong's appearance, almost everyone in Dao Sect lost their composure. The morale of the ordinary Dao Sect disciples, which had been high, suddenly plummeted.

Ying Huanhuan's ice-blue beautiful eyes were also tightly fixed on Zhou Tong at this moment, her gaze slightly complex.

"Zhou... Zhou Tong, you're still alive?" Ying Xuanzi stared intently at the familiar figure, a slight tremor in his voice.

"Hehe, what a touching scene, Ying Xuanzi. Your most proud Disciple, the former legend in the hearts of countless Dao Sect disciples, is now standing in our Yuan Gate camp. How does it feel?"

Tian Yuanzi looked at the trembling Ying Xuanzi, smiled faintly, and said.

"Why?" Ying Xuanzi trembled all over, roaring sharply.

Hearing Ying Xuanzi's roar, Zhou Tong's lips moved, but he couldn't utter a single word.

"You... you traitor!"

Ying Xuanzi's demeanor seemed to have aged considerably in that instant. Ying Xiaoxiao, beside him, hurriedly supported him, her expression complex.

Behind them, those Dao Sect disciples who had originally been full of vigor were now all in a daze, their morale low.

"Sect Master, there's no need to be like this," Lin Fan shook his head slightly and slowly said, "Senior Brother Zhou Tong's current situation is not right. Yuan Gate's old dogs must have used some method on him, making him unable to control himself. Haven't you noticed? He can't even speak normally."

Zhou Tong's body seemed to stiffen for a moment, and then his eyes turned to Lin Fan. He still didn't speak, but deep within his eyes, there seemed to be a flicker of emotion.

"Senior Brother Zhou Tong, no matter how you became like this, everyone in Dao Sect will remember the Zhou Tong who, for the sake of Dao Sect, dared to storm Yuan Gate alone back then!"

Lin Fan stared intently into Zhou Tong's eyes, saying in a deep voice, "The sins committed by Yuan Gate will be washed away with their blood today!"

Zhou Tong and Lin Fan looked at each other, and a trace of clarity seemed to appear in his gaze. On his handsome face, tears actually rolled down.

His body trembled violently, as if he was struggling with something, and he let out a very difficult, muffled sound from his mouth.

"Master...!"

That vague and hoarse voice was filled with endless despair.

Ying Xuanzi's body stiffened. He looked at Zhou Tong, who was struggling and whose face was rigid, and finally understood. His ferocious gaze suddenly shot towards Tian Yuanzi, and he roared, "What exactly have you done to him?!"

Tian Yuanzi ignored Ying Xuanzi, frowning slightly as he glanced at Zhou Tong. He snorted coldly, and with a slight shake of his sleeve, Zhou Tong's struggling body slowly solidified. The emotions that had just appeared on his face completely vanished, making him seem like a walking corpse.

"Hehe, we didn't do much, actually. We just couldn't bear to part with such a good seedling, so we merely helped him replace his heart loyal to Dao Sect with one loyal to our Yuan Gate," Tian Yuanzi said with a faint smile.

Ying Xuanzi was furious, his face contorted with hatred for Tian Yuanzi.

"I'll kill you!"

Ying Xuanzi suddenly let out a roar, and vast Yuan Power instantly erupted. He then directly shot out, his incomparably sharp offensive striking Tian Yuanzi like lightning. (End of Chapter)