Sensing danger, Lu Ming tapped his foot on the ground and leapt into the air, swiftly dodging the attack.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!..."
Just as Lu Ming dodged the attack, countless figures suddenly materialized around them, completely surrounding them.
At their head was a monk whose entire body radiated a dark, black glow.
Following closely behind the monk were several cultivators who had entered the secret realm.
Among these cultivators, Lu Ming spotted a few familiar faces.
Among them was the leader from the Blood Fiend Tower, the one whose head was covered in bumps.
It was simply because the bumps all over his head were too eye-catching.
There were also others who looked familiar—the very cultivators who had tried to snatch the Nine Turn Alchemy Furnace back in Black Fiend City.
However, their eyes were currently vacant and dull. They stood there like lifeless puppets, completely devoid of any vitality.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!..."
The moment these people appeared, Diao San and his men summoned their gold bricks, warily eyeing the crowd.
Lu Ming stared at the crowd before him, feeling a bit puzzled.
Where did these people come from?
They had just scanned their surroundings earlier and hadn't seen a single soul!
They couldn't have just materialized out of thin air, could they?
“Kill...”
Right then, the monk shrouded in the black glow spoke in an icy tone.
As soon as the monk's voice fell, the dull-eyed cultivators immediately unleashed their weapons, preparing to launch a devastating barrage of attacks on Lu Ming and his group.
“Holy crap...”
Are they really this fierce? They didn't even say a word before jumping straight into action.
Lu Ming didn't waste any words either, immediately summoning his Weapon Vault.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!..."
The weapons unleashed by the cultivators were instantly sucked into the Weapon Vault.
Yet, even after their weapons were confiscated, the cultivators showed neither surprise nor confusion. They simply relied on sheer instinct to continue their assault.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!... Crackle! Pop!..."
Diao San and the others didn't hold back either, hurling their gold bricks straight at the crowd.
For a moment, the scene erupted into chaos with gold bricks flying everywhere, spiritual energy swirling wildly, and fresh blood splattering.
However, there were simply too many cultivators, and Lu Ming's group quickly found themselves at a disadvantage.
This was because these cultivators fought like emotionless machines, mindlessly launching attack after attack against Lu Ming and his group, completely disregarding their own injuries.
At this moment, the monk radiating the black glow narrowed his eyes and took notice of the Weapon Vault in Lu Ming's hand.
As he muttered an incantation, over a dozen cultivators instantly abandoned Big Yellow and the others, turning to surround and attack Lu Ming instead. Among them was Man-tou-bao.
"Boom!... Boom!..."
Lu Ming controlled the Weapon Vault, smashing it wildly into the crowd.
"Bang!..."
Just as the Weapon Vault slammed into the cultivators, Man-tou-bao seized an opening and sent Lu Ming flying with a heavy strike from his hammer.
“Holy crap! How do you still have a weapon?!”
Lu Ming scrambled to his feet and cursed.
Dammit, if he hadn't already reached the second level of body refining, that strike would have turned him into an idiot.
This Man-tou-bao fellow was actually quite formidable. Lu Ming had already confiscated several rounds of weapons, so how did this guy still have one?
With a wave of his hand, Lu Ming controlled the Weapon Vault to once again snatch the eerie, glowing hammer from his opponent's grasp.
"Whoosh!..."
The moment the hammer was taken, Man-tou-bao pulled another spirit sword from his storage bag and unleashed it.
Lu Ming's eyes lit up. This guy had a lot of weapons!
That meant a lot of money!
Raising his hand, Lu Ming snatched the spirit sword away as well.
"Whoosh!..."
Man-tou-bao then unleashed a gold-ringed broadsword.
Snatched!
Then came a long spear.
Snatched.
...
Lu Ming fended off the attacks of those around him while continuously confiscating Man-tou-bao's weapons, ending up taking over thirty of them.
Only then did Man-tou-bao stop pulling out weapons, instead charging forward with his bare fists.
"Bang!..."
Lu Ming slammed his Weapon Vault into him, sending him flying.
Then, swinging his Weapon Vault, Lu Ming plunged back into the fray with the rest of the cultivators.
With Lu Ming's fierce counterattack, only Man-tou-bao and two or three other cultivators were left surrounding him.
Just then, the monk chanted another incantation, and another dozen or so people rushed over to besiege Lu Ming.
Lu Ming realized this wouldn't do. If this kept up, even if he could endure it, Big Yellow and the others wouldn't be able to hold on!
His gaze quickly swept toward the monk who had been watching him the entire time.
“Second! Third! The monk! Get that monk!...”
He had a feeling that the monk was the key to everything.
Upon hearing Lu Ming's shout, Big Yellow and Huang Tianbao, who were busy fighting off other cultivators, charged straight toward the monk without a second thought.
Seeing the man and dog make their move, the Heavenly Demon Sect cultivators quickly cooperated, smashing open a path for them.
Arriving in front of the monk, Big Yellow swung its mace and smashed it straight toward the monk's head.
"Bang!..."
Big Yellow felt its vision blur, followed by a sharp pain in its chest. Before it could even realize what had happened, it was sent flying by a single punch from the monk.
"Pfft!..."
Big Yellow rolled across the ground several times, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
“Second Senior Brother!...”
“You dare hit my cousin?!...”
Huang Tianbao and Zhuifeng immediately charged forward.
"Bang! Bang!..."
The monk punched again, sending both the man and the wolf flying.
Seeing this from afar, Lu Ming's eyes turned bloodshot, and he cried out in desperation:
“Second! Third!...”
Lu Ming threw a backhand punch, blowing apart a cultivator who charged at him. He unleashed his Weapon Vault, smashing through the cultivators blocking his path as he tried to rush over.
"Bang!..."
Just then, Man-tou-bao lunged forward, tackling Lu Ming to the ground.
“Get off! Get the hell off me!...”
Lu Ming roared in anger, but Man-tou-bao didn't respond at all, merely holding onto him mechanically.
Lu Ming raised his fists and hammered them violently onto Man-tou-bao's head.
One of the bumps on Man-tou-bao's head was directly popped, sounding like a tiny pop. The moment the bump popped, a look of confusion flashed across Man-tou-bao's eyes, and he instantly returned to normal.
“What's going on?”
By now, Lu Ming had recalled his Weapon Vault, holding it in his hand at the size of a gold brick. Just as he was about to smash it into Man-tou-bao again, the other man's bewildered voice rang out.
Hearing this, Lu Ming couldn't help but curse:
“Let go of me!...”
“Ah! Right, right!...”
Seeing the Weapon Vault pointed at his head, Man-tou-bao hurriedly let go of Lu Ming.
Lu Ming rushed toward Big Yellow and the others, swinging his Weapon Vault to smash aside one cultivator after another who stood in his way.
"Bang! Bang!..."
Taking in the situation around him, Man-tou-bao didn't say a word and immediately chose to help Lu Ming.
Lu Ming was startled. He glanced at Man-tou-bao but said nothing, continuing to swing his Weapon Vault at those blocking his way.
After being sent flying by the monk, Big Yellow and the others scrambled up from the ground and wiped the blood from their mouths.
“Woof! Woof!!”
Big Yellow looked at Huang Tianbao and Zhuifeng: This bald guy is hard to deal with!
“Yeah, this guy is really weird... How about we run, cousin?”
“I'm afraid we can't run!” Huang Tianbao said, looking at the growing number of cultivators around them.
For more and more cultivators were emerging from the darkness, completely sealing off the area and leaving no way out.
“Woof! Woof!!”
Big Yellow raised its front paw and charged once again. As it charged, Zhuifeng and Huang Tianbao also rushed forward.
“I'll beat you to death, you bastard!...”
“Go to hell!”
"Bang! Bang!..."
Once again, the man, the dog, and the wolf were sent flying.
Following that, the monk instantly materialized right next to Big Yellow.
Seeing this, Lu Ming grew incredibly anxious:
“You bald donkey, stop right there!...”
At the same time, he frantically circulated the spiritual energy in his body, darting forward at top speed.
“Pave the way!...”
Diao San wiped the blood from his face and shouted at the top of his lungs.
In response, the members of the Heavenly Demon Sect disregarded their own injuries and unleashed their gold bricks one after another, directly paving a golden path right in front of Lu Ming.
Crackle! Boom!... Thunder and lightning roared, crashing down and blanketing the entire area.
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