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"Boom, boom, boom!"
Bai Xianyu struck with a palm, but it was as if he struck with a thousand, even ten thousand palms in an instant, covering the entire sky. The surging Spiritual Energy was violent and chaotic, like a towering tidal wave, crazily crushing down on Su Changkong. Below, the seawater churned, transforming into dragons of water that soared into the sky with an astonishing momentum.
Bai Xianyu was not weak; he was eager to show off his strength in front of Duan Muming, unleashing a deadly move right from the start!
"Is this the strength of a martial artist from the Ancient Demon Sect? Just this person... we’d have to join forces to defeat him!"
The gray-clothed men from the Righteous Law Sect secretly thought after witnessing this scene, noting that Bai Xianyu’s strength was quite rare among those at the Divine Seed Martial Saint level.
However, faced with Bai Xianyu’s palm strike, Su Changkong appeared calm and cold. With his current strength, Bai Xianyu wasn’t even worth his consideration.
"You want to die... then I’ll grant your wish!"
Inside Su Changkong’s Dantian, the Mysterious Tortoise Golden Core spun rapidly, and the Golden Core True Essence quickly permeated his entire body while he executed the Five Animal Frolics.
Five Animal Frolics. Nether Tiger Roar Kill!
A massive amount of nature’s spiritual energy was drawn in and merged with the Golden Core True Essence. Behind Su Changkong, a gigantic black tiger shadow faintly appeared, and the fierce and mysterious power concentrated in his fist before he threw his punch!
"Roar!"
The soul-shattering sound of the tiger’s roar exploded in everyone’s ears. Visible black ripples spread out in all directions like black tides, with Bai Xianyu bearing the brunt.
At that moment, Bai Xianyu felt his soul tremble, as if his Sea of Consciousness was about to shatter, his vision darkening, his awareness fading!
"Not good!"
Bai Xianyu faintly realized that something was terribly wrong. The Nether Tiger Roar Kill contained a power that attacked the Sea of Consciousness and the soul, causing the momentum of Bai Xianyu’s strike to dissipate as the tide turned.
"Hmm?"
Duan Muming, who had been standing by, was suddenly startled, but it was already too late to take action!
"Crack, crack, crack!"
Layer upon layer of palm force exploded under Su Changkong’s punch. Su Changkong’s fist, like a driving force, collided directly with Bai Xianyu’s palm.
"No... no! Master... save me!"
Bai Xianyu’s complexion changed, filled with terror and distortion, only feeling an irresistible force from Su Changkong’s fist bombarding his body, causing shockwaves and fractures in his Sea of Consciousness!
"Snap, crackle!"
Bai Xianyu’s body shattered like glass, breaking into pieces from his physical form to the soul level.
Bai Xianyu’s wretched and unwilling roar still echoed in the air.
The water that had soared into the sky fell back down, mixing with the nature’s spiritual energy that seeped from Bai Xianyu’s burst body to form a drenching rain.
The scene then became somewhat silent.
"One strike... that young man with the surname Su killed a disciple of the Ancient Demon Sect with just one strike?"
Members of the Righteous Law Sect stared wide-eyed, dumbstruck by the scene.
"He... he’s only at the second level of Entering Saint, right?"
The red-dressed lady was also dumbfounded, looking at the falling flesh and blood. At the second layer Heaven, with one strike, killing her senior brother?
Duan Muming’s mouth twitched fiercely. The fight between the two had ended in an instant, and Bai Xianyu was killed on the spot without even giving him a chance to react.
Having one’s disciple die right before their eyes was undoubtedly a great humiliation!
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"""Could he, who had killed Bai Xianyu in one strike, be the elite of the Ancient Clans and Ancient Sects?"""
Duan Muming’s heart was filled with shock and suspicion, aware that some prodigies of the Ancient Clans could contend with ordinary Divine Body Martial Saints with their Divine Seed Martial Saint strength.
But within the most elite of the Ancient Clans and Ancient Sects, was there a lineage with the surname Su?
"Now, do you deserve to take action?"
Su Changkong reached out and grabbed several Divine Seeds from inside Bai Xianyu, as well as his Storage Treasure, tucking them into his pocket before calmly looking towards Duan Muming.
He had no good feelings towards the Ancient Demon Sect, which had caused trouble in places like the Great Flame Empire, and had even clashed with Su Changkong, leading to enmity and murder.
The Ancient Demon Sect was truly one of the top Demon Sects, acting arrogantly and despotically, dominating the Black Dragon Domain. Yet its strength was so formidable that not even the Jiang Family dared to openly break with them!
"Very good! Very good indeed!"
Duan Muming’s forehead veins pulsed slightly, and then he laughed aloud, his wild laughter causing the clouds in the sky to churn and people’s eardrums to hurt.
"Back... back off further!"
The four Entering Saint Martial Artists of the Righteous Law Sect were terrified. They understood that the Peak Master of the Nether Demon Peak of the Ancient Demon Sect was truly enraged now and was bound to take action. Enraging a Divine Body expert could only lead to dire consequences, and they feared the repercussions, all retreating to a distance in unison.
"No matter if you’re a freak from the Ancient Sects or the Ancient Clans, daring to kill my disciple means you have... only one path to death!"
Duan Muming’s hair danced wildly, and an icy chill of killing intent pervaded the air, turning the moisture in the air into ice. He stopped his wild laughter and spoke grimly.
Having killed his disciple in one strike with the Cultivation of an Entering Saint Second layer Heaven, this black-clad young man named Su Changkong could well be a freak from the Ancient Sects or Ancient Clans. Yet at this moment, Duan Muming only wanted to exact the most severe price from him.
"Nether Demon Eye!"
Duan Muming’s pupils contracted, dispersing a faint green light, his entire eyes transforming into green vertical pupils as he stared at Su Changkong.
An invisible fluctuation spread out, enveloping Su Changkong.
This was the Divine Skill ’Nether Demon Eye’ that Duan Muming commanded, capable of releasing a mysterious power with his eyes, influencing the enemy’s soul. Under the gaze of his eyes, the enemy’s soul would be suppressed, making it difficult to control the body, and feasibly, he could even control the enemy’s actions to some extent.
Facing an enemy of lower realm, those below the Divine Body Realm, the Nether Demon Eye could almost do as it pleased. No one among the Divine Seed Martial Saints could resist his Divine Skill!
"Hummm!"
Su Changkong’s body trembled slightly as he felt an invisible and profound fluctuation penetrating his body, seeking entry into his Sea of Consciousness.
A Divine Skill involving the soul was undoubtedly one of the most mysterious types of Divine Skills, and facing such an attack, it could be exceptionally dangerous because if one could not withstand it, it would mean death!
Duan Muming had a natural talent in the cultivation of the soul, which had allowed him to cultivate the ’Nether Demon Eye.’
"Interesting..."
There was a strange look in Su Changkong’s expression. Faced with the invasion into his Sea of Consciousness, he didn’t even choose to resist, allowing it to enter his Sea of Consciousness.
"Success!"
Duan Muming’s lips curved into a smile. Cultivation of the soul was difficult, requiring time to accumulate, and generally, the younger the person, the weaker the strength of the soul. Even prodigies born in Ancient Clans or Ancient Sects with soul-enhancing treasures could not match Duan Muming’s soul strength by a considerable margin.
After all, Duan Muming’s soul cultivation had reached the peak of the Soul Realm. He believed that he would have the chance to cultivate into a Primordial Spirit in the future, given enough time!
However, Duan Muming’s expression quickly changed as he grunted, feeling a sharp pain in his brain. The soul fluctuation that had invaded Su Changkong’s Sea of Consciousness vanished without a trace, like a clay ox entering the sea, severing his connection and causing slight damage to his own soul.
"How could this be? Does this kid have some kind of soul-protecting treasure?"
Duan Muming felt the stabbing pains in his brain and found it hard to believe that his pride, the Divine Skill, could not affect Su Changkong in the slightest. He assumed Su Changkong must have a treasure that protected the soul, enabling him to resist his Nether Demon Eye!
