The God of Cataka

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"Alright," Shen Zhu pulled his hand from his back, then raised it on the side of the face, developing her fingers formed claws and instantly a whole strand of golden light chains consisting of a series of letters and words wrapped around each of her fingers like jewelry, then clinked loudly like a spout. "Then I'll just take it myself!"

The entire place that had been infiltrated by the golden light rattled and rumbled, then shook as if it were about to collapse.

Everyone was suffocating as each golden light tendril wrapped around their bodies, then everyone was dragged following Shen Zhu's finger movements.

The teachers and elders exchanged glances uneasily.

Some teachers tried to cast spells to ward off Shen Zhu's attacks, but all the spells seemed to evaporate and instead added to the golden chain of light and strengthened it. Meanwhile everyone in the winding was already wriggling and thrashing helplessly.

"Stop!" Their chief finally came out of hiding, then bowed with both hands raised in front of his face, handing over the chairman plate.

"Chairman!" The teachers and their students shouted at the same time.

"Are you crazy?" shouted one of the elders.

"This position means nothing without you!" head their heads.

"Wait!" one of the elders interrupted. "Didn't he just want ten quota Knight Exams? It doesn't have to be this stage, does it?"

"It's too late to bargain!" sergeant Shen Zhu.

"But—" the unfinished elder filed a protest, Shen Zhu raised one of the elders with his golden light tendrils and strangled him.

The other elder instantly fell silent.

"What about the discussion?" The sect head knelt down in front of Shen Zhu.

Shen Zhu did not respond.

"Our sect is in trouble!" the sect leader added. "Worryingly disappointing you."

Shen Zhu observed the sect head with a flat expression. Then loosened everyone's bond, but did not let go of a single one. "Say!" he said without expression.

"The other sect also wants our quota," explained the sect head in a grim tone. "Three of our ten top-ranked disciples are in their hands to exchange for."

"I will save them if you hand over the sect," Shen Zhu said without a burden. "And I won't kill any of you. The name of the sect will not change. Besides, I will also share my strength. How's it?"

"Dividing power?" their elders murmured unconvinced. Only Level Five Knights would dare to act, they thought.

As if he could read the minds of those elders, Shen Zhu suddenly turned to them.

The elders spontaneously stammered.

Shen Zhu stared into the eyes of one of the elders and instantly the two eyes of the middle-aged monk changed in an instant, his eyeballs glowed like a colorful ocean with golden splotches that twinkled like a sprinkling of stars in the galaxy.

In the monk's view of the elder, Shen Zhu's figure seemed to glow with golden armor and a god's crown, his hands numbering six, a sword unsheathed in one hand, the other hand gripped the chain which bound the seven worlds, the other two clasped a golden flute before his mouth, the other hand growled at the king's staff, the other hand held the cup of wrath. On his back was a golden silk robe that was as long as a path to the sky.

The elder monk fell down trembling, then fell down in trepidation.

Everyone simultaneously turned to the elder monk in confusion.

Simultaneously, a group of spiritual masters from other colleges burst in arrogantly, then stopped behind Shen Zhu and circulated a glance.

"What interesting shows did we go through?" exclaimed the leader of the horde while ruffled waist.

Shen Zhu glanced past his shoulder, but remained unexpressed.

Xiao Mao leaped down from Shen Zhu's lap and walked around backwards facing the incoming horde.

The horde simultaneously bowed to the little cat with a look of reproach.

Xiao Mao looked up at the comers with a menacing look, but the horde chuckled scornfully at him.

"Little cat is bluffing?" tease the leader of the mob.

Xiao Mao arched his back and instantly a blood-red flame shimmered from his body.

"Interesting!" muttered the leader of the group. "Little cat has a little hell fire? Unfortunately.this small hellfire can only roast kitchen rats!" jeered.

Horde laughed.

Shen Zhu looked at the Shu sect leader with a warning highlight.

The sect master simultaneously walked up to Shen Zhu and held out the lead plate with both hands.

Shen Zhu took the plate and turned towards the comers, "Say, what do you want to die in?" A strong wind hit the entire place up to a radius of hundreds of meters due to the flickering of his hair.

Everyone squealed stifled and held their breath.

The crowd blinked and exchanged glances. But their leader chuckled and snatched. "What way can a Tier Five Knight kill?" he asked back.

Shen Zhu smiled obliquely, "Xiao Mao, give him a claustrophobic death!"

Xiao Mao darted towards the leader of the horde and pounced on his face.

The leader lapsed with both hands clutching Xiao Mao's petite body, trying to pull the cat from his face.

But Xiao Mao's four legs stuck deep around his face, the more the man tried to pull him, Xiao Mao's stomach tightened against his nose and mouth.

The man thrashed with a fog, his chest heaving irregularly, his stomach stiffening, his body convulsing, before long he did not move anymore.

The horde inched a step back, bowing to their leader in fear.

"Next, give death out of fear!" shen Zhu's instructions to Xiao Mao.

The little cat darted towards one of the men and flew round and round around the man's shoulder as it spread dark smoke like a wrapped scarf.

The man stiffened and dropped himself on the ground while shouting like a madman. "I'm guilty! I'm guilty! Don't kill me!"

Everyone looked at the man with a tense expression.

In the view of the man in the dark mist vortex that Xiao Mao created, hundreds of living skulls crawled here and there and surrounded him. Curious spirits shouted at him, demanding their lives be returned. The last shouts of everyone he had ever finished rumbled like a giant machine.

All eyes were now rolling towards Shen Zhu.

The young man remained unexpressed.

Then all eyes turned to Xiao Mao and the rest of the horde of terrified newcomers. They were all about to skyrocket, but their feet seemed to be stuck in the college grounds.

"Don't kill us!" wail them with a choked voice.

"Your cavalry." Shen Zhu hung up his sentence and smiled obliquely. "Painless death!"

"Punish us!" One of them knelt down and fell down in front of Shen Zhu, while the other scoured from the grounds, trying to escape.

Shen Zhu scattered the golden flakes of light towards them and instantly their bodies evaporated into dust flakes.

The rest of the one man who was still knocked down trembling.

The Shu sect people froze with expressions of relief and horror.