Chapter 1080: Bandits Attack
Zhou Yiqiao stretched out his palm and gently pressed it on the top of the ground dragon's head.
Everyone only saw a fluctuation in space, and then an invisible force surged out from Zhou Yiqiao's palm, instantly penetrating the Earth Dragon's defense and directly acting on the Earth Dragon's body.
The huge monster let out a shrill scream, and its body began to twitch violently, but soon stopped moving. Its entire body began to disintegrate from the top of the head, turning into dust and dissipating into the air.
The whole process took only a few breaths, and a powerful earth dragon was killed instantly without even a chance to resist.
The monks in the caravan stared at the scene in amazement. They couldn't believe that this seemingly ordinary senior actually possessed such terrifying strength.
Zhao Youyuan and Su Zimo also looked at each other in shock.
The two of them have traveled all over the country for many years, and although they cannot see Zhou Yiqiao's real strength, they know clearly that the Earth Dragon has reached the peak of the Spirit Transformation level.
In their opinion, since Zhou Yiqiao was able to defeat the monster so easily, his strength must have reached the Spirit Transformation Stage, or he might even be a peerless powerhouse in the Void Refinement Stage.
"Thank you for your help, senior. Help us kill this evil beast!"
Zhao Youyuan and Su Zimo hurried forward to express their gratitude, with an extremely respectful attitude.
The other monks in the caravan also knelt down and kowtowed to Zhou Yiqiao.
"No need to be so polite, fellow monks. It's just a small favor. You don't need to take it to heart."
Zhou Yiqiao smiled and raised his right hand. Everyone felt an invisible force supporting their arms and forcing them to stand up.
"Senior, you are very powerful. We admire you very much."
Zhao Youyuan bowed deeply, with a look of awe on his face.
"I wonder what your name is, and where you come from?"
"The Zhao Family Escort Company will remember your life-saving grace today and will repay you handsomely in the future."
Su Zimo also stepped forward and bowed.
"I will be on the bridge next week. This trip is to go to the Northern Wasteland Holy Sect to look for old friends."
Zhou Yiqiao nodded slightly, his voice calm.
"So you are a guest of the Northern Wilderness Saint Sect. No wonder you are so powerful."
Su Zimo followed with a flattering remark, with a look of admiration on his face.
"The Northern Wasteland Holy Sect is the holy land of our entire Northern Wasteland Region. It is really enviable that you have a history with it."
Zhao Youyuan followed suit and echoed loudly.
"Well, I am unfamiliar with this Northern Wasteland. If you really want to thank me, please take me to the Northern Wasteland Saint Sect as soon as possible."
Zhou Yiqiao really couldn't stand the excessive enthusiasm of Zhao Youyuan and the others, so he could only interrupt them and bring the topic back to the main business.
"What the senior said is true. We will set off now and head to the Northern Wasteland Holy Sect."
Zhao Youyuan and Su Zimo were both smart people, so they naturally understood what Zhou Yiqiao meant. Without saying anything more, they immediately told everyone to get ready to set off.
The caravan soon set off again, but this time, after everyone knew that Zhou Yiqiao in the carriage was a powerful senior, the atmosphere of the entire caravan became much more relaxed.
The people who were originally nervous because of the appearance of the earth dragon now returned to their respective positions with peace of mind and continued to move forward.
The convoy moved slowly across the vast northern wilderness, its wheels rolling and stirring up clouds of dust.
In the carriage, Zhou Yiqiao picked up the Baiyi Lock that he had been studying for several days, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.
In the past few days, apart from his daily practice, he spent all his time on the Hundred Arts Lock.
But no matter what means Zhou Yiqiao used, he could not find a way to unlock the Hundred Arts Lock.
This Hundred Arts Lock may look simple, but it actually contains countless mechanisms and restrictions, each of which is extremely sophisticated. It is impossible to unlock it without a skilled craftsman who is proficient in all arts.
Although Zhou Yiqiao is very powerful, he is helpless when it comes to this kind of mechanical technique.
He sighed softly, put down the Baiyi lock, and looked through the car window at the distant horizon.
The sky is blue with a few white clouds floating slowly. Occasionally, a bird flies by, making loud calls.
Such a scene is a rare beauty in the desolate land of Northern Wilderness.
The reason why he traveled thousands of miles to the Northern Wilderness to find the Northern Wilderness Holy Sect was that he wanted to use his friendship with Chen Fan of the Northern Wilderness Holy Sect and the Northern Wilderness Holy Sect's quenching platform to break through the Tiangang Body Refining Art to the fourth level.
However, he also knew in his heart that as the holy place of the Northern Wilderness Holy Sect, the Quenching Platform had a status in the sect that was comparable to that of the Asking Dao Tower. Even the outer disciples of the Northern Wilderness Holy Sect needed to make great contributions to the sect before being allowed to enter the Quenching Platform for training.
Even though he had an old relationship with Chen Fan, it was not easy for him to borrow the quenching table.
"I don't know if Chen Fan still recognizes our friendship."
Zhou Yiqiao thought of the Asking Fruit that Chen Fan had given him in the Yue Space, but he had never had the chance to use it, and couldn't help but sigh.
The reason why Chen Fan was willing to give the Asking Fruit back then was that he wanted to use the preciousness of the Asking Fruit to completely sever the cause and effect between the two of them.
So today, when Zhou Yiqiao came to make a request based on the friendship between them, he was actually a little nervous.
"Forget it. Everything depends on human effort. Let's talk about it after we get to the Northern Wasteland Saint Sect."
Zhou Yiqiao withdrew his gaze and made a secret decision in his heart.
The carriage continued to move forward, and before we knew it, the sun had set and a gorgeous sunset glow appeared on the horizon.
The night in the Northern Wilderness is a paradise for monsters. As a Jindan caravan, Zhao Youyuan and Su Zimo did not dare to travel at night, so the caravan chose a relatively safe valley to camp, preparing to spend the long night in the Northern Wilderness.
As the night deepened, a blazing bonfire lit up in the valley, illuminating the surrounding sand.
The monks sat around the fire, sharing their experiences and bursting into laughter from time to time.
Zhou Yiqiao sat alone, with his eyes closed, resting, seemingly uninterested in anything in the outside world.
However, in this quiet night, an atmosphere of uneasiness quietly spread.
Zhao Youyuan and Su Zimo looked at each other and saw vigilance in each other's eyes.
As experienced escorts, their perception of wind direction and spiritual power far exceeds that of ordinary people, so they can naturally feel this subtle change.
"Everyone, please be alert. I'm afraid it won't be peaceful tonight."
Zhao Youyuan stood up and gave instructions in a low voice.
Upon hearing this, all the monks stopped smiling, tensed their nerves, grasped their weapons, and prepared to fight at any time.
As the night grew darker, the wind in the valley grew stronger, causing the fire to flicker and adding a bit of eerie atmosphere.
Suddenly, a low roar came from the depths of the valley, hurting everyone's eardrums.
Immediately afterwards, several black shadows emerged from the darkness and in just a breath of time, they appeared in front of the caravan.
