Chapter 1238 The Final Winner

Shortly after Zhou Yiqiao left, the monks in the team found that the situation was becoming increasingly worse.

The attacks of the Tyrannosaurus Rex became more and more fierce, and the enemies in the dark were constantly launching sneak attacks, making them unable to defend themselves.

"Why hasn't Alliance Leader Zhou come back yet? We can't hold on any longer!"

A monk shouted anxiously.

"Don't panic, we can handle it ourselves!"

Another monk tried to boost morale, but there was a hint of despair in his voice.

At this moment, a powerful spiritual power fluctuation came from afar, as if a high-level monk was approaching.

The monks in the team were cheered up, thinking that Zhou Yiqiao had brought reinforcements, but they soon discovered that this spiritual power fluctuation was not from a friendly side.

"Oh no, another powerful enemy is coming!"

A monk cried out in horror.

Sure enough, as the spiritual power fluctuations approached, a mysterious monk in a black robe appeared in their sight.

As soon as he appeared, he instantly solved the problem of the Tyrannosaurus Rex that was bothering the team.

The body of the Iron-Armored Tyrannosaurus fell to the ground, raising a huge cloud of dust.

However, the dust was powerful enough to conceal the cruel smile on the monk's face and the cruel light in his eyes.

"It seems that there are a lot of prey this time."

The black-robed monk said with a sneer, his eyes swept over the disciples of the three major sects as if he was sizing up his prey.

Everyone had already exhausted all their strength, so they were no match for the black-robed monk.

Seeing the black-robed monk approaching step by step, one disciple finally couldn't bear it anymore. He used his remaining spiritual power to activate an ice cone and threw it at the black-robed monk with all his strength.

The ice cone cut through the air, bringing with it a biting chill, but the moment it approached the black-robed monk, it was easily bounced off by an invisible barrier, shattering into countless ice chips and scattering all over the ground.

"Haha, you so-called sect elites are nothing more than this."

The black-robed monk laughed wildly, and a long sword glowing with black light appeared in his hand. Without any hesitation, he immediately swung the sword towards the disciples of the three sects.

The sharp sword light was as bright as ink, and every swing carried the breath of death.

The monks fell one by one, and their eyes were gradually filled with despair.

Just when the last dozen people were preparing to face death, a sword light broke through the air and pointed directly at the black-robed monk's eyebrows.

"who?"

The black-robed monk flashed and quickly retreated with a look of horror on his face, barely avoiding the sudden sword light.

The sword light dissipated, and Zhou Yiqiao's figure appeared in front of everyone. His face was stern and his eyes flashed with cold light.

"Alliance Master Zhou!"

The remaining monks were surprised and delighted. They did not expect that Zhou Yiqiao would suddenly appear in such a desperate situation.

The black-robed monk's pupils suddenly shrank and he stared at Zhou Yiqiao in disbelief, as if he had seen some incredible illusion.

The corners of his mouth twitched and there was a tremor in his voice.

"You...how could you still be alive? I clearly..."

"You clearly set up a dragnet, thinking it would be foolproof, right?"

Zhou Yiqiao interrupted him coldly, then threw out a talisman stone that had lost all its spiritual power.

"With such tricks, no wonder they have to act secretly."

After he finished speaking, Zhou Yiqiao did not give the black-robed monk any chance to speak. He swung out the Dusk Sword again. The sword light was like a meteor cutting through the night sky, instantly piercing the black-robed monk's heart.

The black-robed monk's eyes were filled with disbelief. His body slowly fell down, and the breath of life quickly dissipated.

"Alliance Leader Zhou, what did he just say?"

A monk couldn't help but ask.

Zhou Yiqiao did not answer. His eyes swept over the corpses on the ground, and then looked at the "corpses" of the two disciples of Qinjian Villa.

After the teams were divided, Zhou Yiqiao gave each of them a life-saving pill.

This pill can not only heal injuries in critical moments, but also conceal the breath for a short period of time, making the person who takes it appear to be dead, but actually enter a state of suspended animation.

Zhou Yiqiao was confident in the efficacy of the elixir he refined, so he naturally did not believe that the two disciples of Qinjian Villa were really dead.

Sure enough, after Zhou Yiqiao's gaze swept over, the two disciples seemed to have received a signal and slowly stood up from the ground.

There was no life in their eyes, they were like two soulless puppets.

"kill."

Zhou Yiqiao spat out a word coldly.

The two disciples immediately took action. Two long swords shining with cold light appeared in their hands. The sword light was like the scythe of the god of death, reaping the lives of the remaining monks.

The monks looked at the scene in front of them in horror. They couldn't believe that Zhou Yiqiao, who had just saved them, would suddenly kill them.

"why?"

A monk asked this with his last bit of strength before he died.

There was no fluctuation in Zhou Yiqiao's eyes, and his voice was cold and ruthless.

"You are blocking my path to immortality."

As the last cultivator fell, Changsheng Forest once again returned to silence.

Zhou Yiqiao stood in a pool of blood, without a trace of blood on his body. He looked around indifferently.

"Brother Zhou, what should we do next?"

Two disciples from Qinjian Villa cleaned up the battlefield and gave cautious reminders.

Zhou Yiqiao came back to his senses, his cold gaze gradually warmed up, and his figure returned to its former kindness.

"Let's continue exploring the Forest of Immortality. After all, we are here to explore the secret realm. If we go back too early, it will arouse suspicion."

"Besides..."

He set his eyes on the black-robed monk.

"This person did not enter the secret realm with us, but came here specifically to target us. If we don't find out the reason, our plan will probably be difficult to carry out smoothly."

Zhou Yiqiao squatted down and carefully turned over the body of the black-robed monk. After not finding any useful clues, he stood up reluctantly.

"Forget it. Let's explore the Forest of Immortality first. If you find any spiritual objects you need, don't be shy about asking for them. I can get them for you within my ability."

Upon hearing this, the two disciples from Qinjian Villa showed a hint of gratitude in their eyes and nodded in agreement.

The three of them continued to go deeper into the Forest of Eternal Life, and the scenery along the way became more and more mysterious.

The ancient trees are towering and the vines are entwined, making it look like a different world.

Zhou Yiqiao walked in front, using his keen perception to be alert to the movements around him, while the two disciples followed closely behind, maintaining a high level of vigilance.

Soon, they came to a valley shrouded in thick fog.

This fog is different from the outside world. It has a faint fluorescence and looks particularly mysterious.

Zhou Yiqiao stopped and frowned slightly. His keen spiritual perception allowed him to feel the fluctuations of spiritual power contained in the mist.

This fluctuation was extremely weak yet extremely pure, obviously not ordinary spiritual energy.