Be the Hardest Working Demon Cultivator!

Chapter 145 112. I cannot be the only one who is attacked_2

But for Dai Huanzhen, these seven years had been a living hell.

However, at this moment, Dai Huanzhen could finally see an end. Although he could be freed, the hatred in his heart had reached its peak.

He despised the disciples of the mountain, who distorted the truth, and hated the Heavenly Sword Mansion for its inaction. It was clearly the people of the Sharpening Sword Sect who were at fault, yet the blame was placed on him!

Only because he had no backing, while those who committed the evil deeds were the sons of the sect leaders of the Sharpening Sword Sect!

He could never forget the face of that disciple from the mountain, who said the world was inherently unfair and that he should accept his fate. Accept his fate? That was impossible!

Where do these notions of fairness and unfairness come from? All so-called unfairness is created by these damnable people!

You have power, and you can trample on the law.

You have a background, and you can rise through ranks effortlessly.

It's merely a monopoly of resources by a few, yet they claim that's just the way the world works!

Invoking the name of heaven and earth, these people are worthy?

As Dai Huanzhen approached liberation, the hatred in his heart grew even more intense.

"If I can get out, I will make those from the Tan family who captured me pay the price! I will also let those high and mighty Immortal Sects know what it means to provoke the wrath of a common man! Mountain disciples! Heavenly Sword Mansion! I won't let any of you off!"

Dai Huanzhen bellowed with a hoarse voice.

As for Qitian Pavilion? A mere dog, not worthy of his attention.

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When his shouts were heard, the young pavilion guard who was supposed to scold him hesitated, but the old pavilion guard shook his head, signaling that it was unnecessary.

"He is a pitiable person. Here, we are meant to distort the truth, best to see less of it! Moreover, he is about to die; there's no need to argue with a dying man. Let him depart contentedly." said the old pavilion guard.

This old pavilion guard was dressed shabbily and looked unkempt because he was a guard without background, a Loose Cultivator who became so by chance, practicing low-tier cultivation techniques.

Therefore, after practicing for most of his life, he never achieved much and was sent to guard the irrelevant Hai Pig Tower.

Once inside the Hai Pig Tower, one could not leave unless his relatives were all dead or he himself died. The fates of those imprisoned were dictated by those above, so the old guard could not gain anything substantial.

Upon arrival, this old pavilion guard had received a low-tier Magic Artifact, and decades later, his possession remained just that same low-tier Magic Artifact.

Meanwhile, the guards of other towers had each acquired at least an additional low-tier Magic Artifact!

At this moment, the younger pavilion guard, upon hearing the old guard's words, scoffed. He was not interested in listening to the rantings of the old man; he was hoping to be transferred from this place!

He was quite ambitious!

Immediately, this young pavilion guard walked over to Dai Huanzhen's place of imprisonment and had just yelled a couple of insults when he witnessed a sight beyond his wildest imagination.

It was a vista of auspicious clouds, forming a colorful world that enveloped Dai Huanzhen completely.

In the midst of this colorful world, Dai Huanzhen's eyes were wide open as a domineering Sword Dao power saturated his surroundings.

The cultivation power that had been sealed for so long finally stirred slightly.

Because the shackles were breaking.

The next second, the cultivation power he had painstakingly cultivated in his younger years for fifteen years returned to him!

Then it began to increase continuously.

Twenty years, thirty years, fifty years, ninety years, ninety-nine years... a full century!

Dai Huanzhen felt as if he were in a dream. Under the wash of a century's worth of true cultivation power, his depleted body was revitalized once again.

Simultaneously, the realm of Sword Dao's Integration of Man and Sword made Dai Huanzhen appear as if he was revealing his sharp edges, as invisible Sword Qi slashed out directly.

The seals of Hai Pig Tower shattered, and the young pavilion guard who had just insulted Dai Huanzhen was torn apart.

The old pavilion guard nearby did not escape either.

After all, it wasn't just Dai Huanzhen's power that had burst forth; though easy to unleash, controlling it completely as if it were no burden was nearly a fantastical notion.

Apart from these two guards, the other "sinful Cultivators" imprisoned within Hai Pig Tower also largely perished.

Those who survived were merely lucky.

With such a significant upheaval in Hai Pig Tower, alarms were naturally triggered, and several pavilion guards quickly arrived. Soon after, a few Spiritual Officers and Generals also appeared together.

But they too could only flee desperately.

As the Spiritual Officers and Generals with two or three decades of cultivation power appeared, they were beheaded.

Then a deputy pavilion chief arrived.

But he could only drop a life-saving treasure before escaping in a sorry state.

Dai Huanzhen, not content, was just about to continue when a voice inside him shouted, "Your attacks are too crude now. With the strength of a century's cultivation, you haven't even utilized the power of fifty years. Continuing would only waste the power of my Sword Dao."

Hearing this voice, Dai Huanzhen instantly showed respect: "Yes, senior."

Because this was key to his liberation.

Had this Sword Dao power not suddenly entered his body and linked with his soul, he wouldn't even talk about slaughtering the Cultivators of Qitian Pavilion as if slicing through melons; escaping his bonds would have been an issue.

"Senior, I will definitely find the person you are looking for and retrieve that spirit-communicating treasure from him!" The saying "Barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes, but once one wears shoes, they fear not being able to wear them again," was precisely Dai Huanzhen's current mindset, fearful of being abandoned by this mysterious cultivator within him, making Dai Huanzhen exceedingly respectful.