NOVPUBThe golden threads pierced through Qiao Mingyan’s skull, and with the force of the Primordial Spirit, they penetrated his Sea of Consciousness and tore apart his soul!
Qiao Mingyan’s eyes quickly dimmed, the breath of life dissipating as he fell from the sky like a soulless husk.
"Big brother!"
The scarred man and the middle-aged man in the yellow clothes watched in astonishment as Qiao Mingyan plummeted.
In the void, a black-clothed youth appeared from nowhere, two miles away—it was Su Changkong!
With a calm expression, Su Changkong had sensed the battle here the moment it started, and upon observing the white-hot intensity of the confrontation, he decided to intervene.
Firstly, he noted that the blue-clothed youth and the green-dressed girl didn’t abandon each other when faced with a life and death crisis, proving they were not evildoers.
Secondly…
"Three Divine Seeds... worth my intervention!"
Su Changkong silently thought to himself.
To Su Changkong, these three people, like bandits, were killing for treasure. For him, exterminating such villains carried no psychological burden, and obtaining Divine Seeds would be a joy.
"Damn it! Is this kid a Martial Saint from Sky River Sect here to save these two?"
"He killed the big brother with just one blow?"
The scarred man and the middle-aged man in yellow were filled with shock and rage. They speculated that the sudden intervenor might be a powerhouse from Sky River Sect, yet they were far from the Sect’s domain.
"Someone… is helping us?"
The blue-clothed youth and the green-dressed girl were surprised and delighted, even though they didn’t know the identity of their savior, his action in killing Qiao Mingyan significantly reduced their pressure!
"Kill them all! Heavenly River Sword Cascade!"
The blue-clothed youth’s spirits revived, switching from defense to offense; he drew his sword, and a cascade of Sword Qi surged forth like a river of stars, washing over and violently tearing at the two remaining foes.
And the green-dressed girl, also inspired, immediately executed her lethal moves, joining forces with the blue-clothed youth to confront the scarred man and the middle-aged man in yellow.
With Qiao Mingyan dead, the scarred man and the middle-aged man in yellow were undoubtedly afflicted with fear and concern, lacking their former bravery. Facing the fierce assault of the two in blue, they found themselves in grave danger.
"Run! Run!"
The scarred man roared, lacking the courage to continue the fight, knowing that retreat was the best course of action!
Whoosh!
A hurricane roared, sweeping the scarred man and the middle-aged man in yellow away in the opposite direction.
"Huh?"
However, both men felt a chill on their scalps as they saw Su Changkong, who was far in the distance, gently pulling with his ten fingers. In the void, countless golden threads appeared densely, like a massive net closing in from all directions!
Almost invisible due to its transparency, Su Changkong’s Heaven Silkworm Silk could easily be woven into a net. Then, infused with the Geng Metal Qi of the Primordial Spirit, it instantly formed Geng Metal silkworm silk.
"Black River Heavy Water!"
The middle-aged man in yellow promptly activated his Divine Skills, gathering a large amount of dark water droplets into a huge, dozen-zhang diameter black water sphere. He hoped that the water sphere’s mass and density, a hundred thousand times greater than gold and iron, could resist the golden silkworm threads.
But it was useless!
"Sssss!"
The net constricted, each strand of Geng Metal silkworm silk, akin to an unrivaled Divine Weapon, easily tore through the enormous water sphere.
"No!"
Both men within twitched their eyelids, applying their methods in desperation to withstand the Geng Metal silkworm silk, yet it was in vain.
"Ssssh!"
As the net tightened, lines of blood appeared on their heads, chests, hands, and legs. Then their bodies shattered into chunks, like a broken puzzle, their eyes reflecting reluctance and defeat as they were instantaneously killed.
The Geng Metal silkworm silk, combining the Geng Metal Qi of the Primordial Spirit with Heaven Silkworm True Qi, was impregnable. Each strand was a blade that could slit anything, making even the rugged Physique of a Martial Saint as frail as tofu!
"How… how terrifying! Are those strands of silk Divine Skills or some kind of Divine Artifact?"
The blue-clothed youth and the green-dressed girl stared dumbfounded at the scene unfolding before them. Their long-standing opponents were fragile as paper in front of Su Changkong.
With a twist of the silk, the corpses of Qiao Mingyan and the other two were pulled back towards him, as Su Changkong stored them away in his Storage Treasure.
"These three must have refined Divine Seeds to reach Entering Saint, but they had used a great number of cultivation resources to nurture the seeds. The number of Divine Patterns on the seeds is not few; their strength is also quite formidable," Su Changkong silently reflected.
The strength of a Divine Seed Martial Saint depends not only on the number of Divine Seeds but also on the quality of Divine Skills and the number of Divine Patterns on the seeds. Qiao Mingyan and his companions had numerous Divine Patterns, which is why their combat abilities were not weak.
That green-dressed girl must have become an Entering Saint not long ago. Even though she had ascended through her own cultivation, which is no mean feat, she has hardly any Divine Patterns on her Divine Seed; her combat potential doesn’t compare to any of the trio like Qiao Mingyan, who had been Entering Saints for years and refined copious treasures such as Primordial Liquid.
When a Martial Artist first attains Entering Saint status, with only one or two Divine Patterns on their Divine Seed, they immensely pale in combat against another of the same rank but with dozens or nearly a hundred Divine Patterns. The disparity in their strengths is colossal!
Someone like Su Changkong, with profound Martial Arts foundations, boasted 10 Divine Patterns on his Divine Seed as soon as he Entered Saint. His unmatched Divine Skills let him sweep through those on the same level, a rare breed even in the Ancient Holy Country.
But to Su Changkong, it made no difference. Even the likes of Wang Zhongqiu, elite Saint Warriors of great sects with three Divine Skills and ample Divine Patterns, were extremely fragile in the presence of Primordial Spirit-cultivating Su Changkong!
