“You’re going to crush me with one hand?”
Lu Ming looked at Song Zhong of the Artifact Forging Sect and asked.
“Fellow Daoist Lu, you must be joking. I’m not the one crushing you with one hand; it’s all of us crushing you together!”
Song Zhong spoke with a fake smile that didn't reach his eyes.
He had already reached an agreement with the Eldest Senior Brother of the Beast Taming Sect.
They would kill Lu Ming and seize his storage bag.
The Artifact Forging Sect wanted Lu Ming’s artifact forging techniques.
The Beast Taming Sect would take the spirit stones inside, and the two sects would split the magical artifacts.
They had all witnessed Lu Ming’s performance during the tournament.
His artifact forging skills were absolutely top-tier.
Furthermore, the few magical artifacts he had obtained on the stage were quite impressive!
As for Lu Ming’s identity as the Saint of the Qingshan Sect...
If he died in this secret realm, who would ever know?
Could his sect elders possibly find out who killed him from outside the realm?
Besides, it wasn't even certain if he actually had any sect elders!
As long as he could obtain Lu Ming’s artifact forging techniques, he would become the new Saint of the Artifact Forging Sect.
Thinking of this, the gaze he directed at Lu Ming became even more fervent and greedy.
Hearing Song Zhong’s words, the small junior brother from before widened his eyes.
“Senior Brother Song, gang-beating him like this is a bit shameless, isn’t it?”
“Shut up!”
Song Zhong glared at him and snapped.
Lu Ming and Big Yellow were stunned by Song Zhong’s declaration.
It felt like it had been a long time since they had encountered Soul Transformation cultivators trying to rob them!
Lu Ming’s hands couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Ah! His hands were itching; he really wanted to swing his little black whip and start killing!
Big Yellow was so excited that its fur stood on end.
It seemed the title of ‘Soul Transformation Killer’ for its boss hadn't spread through the Central Province yet!
“What? Scared?”
“As long as you hand over your storage bags, we can grant you a dignified and comfortable death...”
Seeing the dazed expressions on the two, Song Zhong couldn't help but gloat.
Lu Ming smiled slightly as he looked at Song Zhong and the crowd.
“That’s exactly what I was going to say to you!”
“Arrogant...”
Before Song Zhong could say anything else, Lu Ming had already struck.
The Weapon Vault, transformed into a gold brick, was hurled out.
Boom!
Even though Song Zhong was on guard, he was still sent flying.
“Don’t you know that villains die because they talk too much?”
“You’re dead!”
Song Zhong spat out a mouthful of blood and scrambled up from the ground, roaring, “Kill them!”
Seeing the crowd rushing forward, Lu Ming didn't waste any words and directly summoned his primordial spirit.
Upon seeing Lu Ming’s three-headed, six-armed primordial spirit, Song Zhong and the others were shocked.
How could a human’s primordial spirit look like that?
Just then, they saw the head wearing the little black hat lash out with a black whip.
Crack!
A whip crack that resonated through their very souls rang out.
A Soul Transformation cultivator from the Beast Taming Sect, who had just rushed to Lu Ming’s side, was sent straight to meet his maker by a single strike!
“What?”
“What happened?”
The cultivators in the middle of their attacks were instantly alarmed when they saw the corpse on the ground.
Was killing people really this simple?
Was he truly a Soul Transformation cultivator?
Looking at that primordial spirit—though it looked terrifying, it was indeed a primordial spirit!
In the moment of their hesitation, Big Yellow gripped a massive mace and charged forward!
“Take this!”
Thud!
A cultivator from the Artifact Forging Sect was sent flying.
Despite coughing up blood, the cultivator actually felt a sense of relief in his heart. Not bad, he wasn't dead!
Now this was a normal way to fight!
Then, the cultivator paused. What kind of mindset was that?
He was here to kill, not to celebrate just being alive.
“Watch out for his black whip!”
At that moment, Song Zhong’s voice rang out.
Well, no kidding, we already know that!
Crack! Crack!
As Lu Ming’s whip danced, people fell one by one...
If some had protection artifacts on their souls, it just took a few more lashes.
A moment later, Song Zhong and his group were scared out of their wits, their hearts filled with terror.
“Who on earth are you? How can you be this powerful?”
The corners of Lu Ming’s mouth curled up.
“It’s not that I’m too strong; it’s that you’re too weak...”
Song Zhong and the others were speechless.
Look at you showing off. Even if you are strong, couldn't you be a bit more low-key?
“Retreat! Retreat!”
Song Zhong roared and was the first to bolt. This person was far too bizarre.
He even began to doubt if he had been practicing a fake version of immortality cultivation.
One whip per person—who could stand that!
As long as the green hills remain, the green hills will always be there.
He would go back and call for the Ancestor to deal with this guy!
Just then, a whip wind whistled past. Before Song Zhong could react, his consciousness plunged into darkness.
Instead of calling for the sect's Ancestor, he went to meet his own ancestors!
“This is bad! Senior Brother Song Zhong is dead!”
The remaining cultivators were already terrified of Lu Ming.
With Song Zhong dead, they fled even more frantically.
The cultivators from the Beast Taming Sect were even more direct, forcing their natal beasts to block the way.
The released spirit beasts, seeing the murderous Lu Ming, couldn't help but curse their masters.
You absolute idiot! To provoke such a god of slaughter!
This isn't just looking for death; this is a damn delivery service!
Crack! Crack!
Boom! Boom!
A moment later, the battle was over!
Lu Ming showed no mercy. Since they wanted to kill him, they had to pay the price.
“Uh oh, Boss, one got away!”
Looking at the corpses scattered across the ground, Big Yellow’s voice rang out.
Lu Ming scanned the area and realized the one who escaped was that early Soul Transformation cultivator who had called for the others.
Just as Lu Ming was about to give chase...
Thud!
The boy’s corpse was tossed at Lu Ming’s feet.
Lu Ming looked up and saw the Saint of the Danji Sect approaching with three of his fellow disciples.
“Saint Lu, we came to help...”
Before Lu Ming could speak, the Danji Saint spoke up with a chuckle.
However, looking at the field of corpses, he couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air!
Wasn't this a bit too fierce?
These were all Soul Transformation powerhouses, not ordinary cultivators!
“Thank you, Fellow Daoist Gu!”
Lu Ming nodded in thanks.
“Saint Lu, there’s no need for thanks. When we set out, our Great Ancestor already told us.”
“Everything is based on helping you. If you kill, we help kill; if you steal, we help steal; if you rob, we help rob...”
Lu Ming’s mouth twitched. Their Great Ancestor was certainly a character!
At the same time, he understood it was because of the Soul-Returning Pill from before!
“Your Great Ancestor is a good old man!”
Big Yellow commented.
The Danji Saint and his group fell silent. Was this a compliment to their Great Ancestor?
A good old man?
Afterward, Lu Ming directly disposed of the bodies of Song Zhong and the others.
He also conveniently picked up their storage bags.
“For you!”
As he spoke, Lu Ming handed several storage bags to the Danji Saint.
“No, no... I can’t take these...”
The Danji Saint waved his hands repeatedly.
“Just take them!”
Lu Ming stuffed the storage bags into the Danji Saint’s arms, brookng no refusal.
Seeing the storage bags in their arms, the eyes of the Danji Sect disciples sparkled.
For so many years, entering a secret realm usually meant having their own storage bags stolen.
This was the first time they had ever received storage bags in return.
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