“What should we do, Chief?”
Nearly thirty Tiangong Guards were staring at their leader.
“Miss Biqiu assigned us here to cooperate with Shan Gui Xiong and ensure a decisive strike against Wu Daoren, thoroughly eliminating his forces… but now the forecast was wrong. This man is a Tianxiang cultivator, and an experienced one at that. Even Elder Shan couldn’t defeat him. If we go up against him, won’t we just be throwing our lives away?”
The leader gritted his teeth: “We… retreat!”
Tianxiang-level martial artists nearly possess endless Yuan Qi and can summon large-scale phenomena, making it no exaggeration to say they could single-handedly fight a thousand men!
But they were all Earth Yuan cultivators. Even though together they could rival the top contenders on the Earth Yuan list, they were no match for any Tianxiang warrior!
In fact, they could barely provide any meaningful assistance.
“Retreat? Mission failed?”
The deputy’s eyes showed unwillingness.
Boom!
Just then, another dragon roar came from the mountaintop. They looked up in shock and immediately saw countless dragons flying, dispersing the ghostly clouds, and faintly, a human figure being suppressed beneath eight water dragons.
Seeing this, the deputy immediately swallowed what he was about to say and agreed with the leader’s decision.
“You’ve come all the way here as guests, why leave so soon?”
However, just as the thirty-six Tiangong Guards were preparing to leave, a figure descended from the mountaintop, riding two water dragons and slowly flying toward them—it was clearly Wu Ming!
To his Yuan Shen power, these dozens of Earth Yuan cultivators were as obvious as dozens of torches in the dark night; how could he possibly miss them?
“Bad! Scatter quickly!”
Seeing this, the leader immediately felt his soul leave his body.
“Not one of you… will escape!”
Wu Ming snapped his fingers. The surrounding moisture surged and suddenly transformed into a giant dragon. One claw shot out like a dragon’s claw reaching through clouds!
Puchi!
The ground immediately formed a massive depression, with several Tiangong Guards trapped inside, their fates unknown.
“Roar! Roar!”
Amidst the loud dragon roars, the water dragon suddenly split apart, transforming into dozens of small snakes chasing after the fleeing Tiangong Guards. They hissed, agile and graceful, as if each possessed its own intelligence.
This martial skill was already akin to divine magic!
“How is this possible?”
Seeing his deputy fall beneath a water snake, the leader of the Tiangong Guards’ pupils constricted: “Even a Tianxiang-level martial artist shouldn’t be capable of this… What kind of martial skill is this? It’s so unfathomable!”
Three water snakes circled menacingly around him, prompting him wisely to abandon resistance, though he glared resentfully at Wu Ming standing majestically atop the dragon.
“I came to Cangwu Prefecture and only eliminated Yu Wenlong; I wasn’t involved in other conflicts…”
Wu Ming’s gaze was indifferent: “You must be people from that ‘Tianmeng’ organization, right?”
“You already know the reputation of our organization, so…”
The leader’s eyes flickered with light, coldly shouting.
“I have no intention of provoking you, yet you came to provoke me…”
Wu Ming smiled, clearly uninterested in listening to the man’s rambling: “But thanks to your kind-heartedness in delivering so many excellent materials, I shall not decline!”
“What?”
Although the leader only half-understood, Wu Ming’s hostility was obvious. He immediately realized that if captured by this man, he would certainly suffer a terrible fate. Instantly, he let out a long howl to the sky: “Shatter Yuan and break tendons, self-destruct the Dantian!”
Boom!
A fierce and violent aura emerged from him, accompanied by loud cracking sounds, somewhat similar yet different from Wu Ming’s previous breakthrough to the fifth-level Tianxiang.
After all, achieving a true fifth-level breakthrough required terrifying accumulation.
But these martial artists were using certain secret techniques to directly burn their body’s potential and stimulate their martial arts.
Although after one use they would become practically useless, the power was enough to alarm even the champion of the Earth Yuan list!
“Why go to such lengths?”
Wu Ming sighed softly and waved his hand again. The many water snakes exploded, and a cold mist emerged.
Crack! Crack!
Those Tiangong Guards who hadn’t yet acted were instantly transformed into ice statues.
Although the Xuan Shui Array was a martial art based on the Dao of Water, with the foundation of the Xuan Ming Divine Skill, creating some ice for Wu Ming was extremely simple.
After all, ice is made from water but colder than water, encompassed within it!
The piercing cold instantly invaded the leader’s mind, even dulling the pain caused by his secret technique.
Inside his body, the violent inner force collided with the freezing power, causing terrible internal injuries, making him spit blood and collapse directly.
Before losing consciousness, he could only helplessly watch his brothers fall one by one or turn into ice statues.
“Miss Biqiu… this time, you really miscalculated…”
With this thought, he plunged into complete darkness…
All thirty-six Tiangong Guards were completely annihilated!
…
“Tianmeng? To silence someone, they sent one Tianxiang-level martial artist and so many Earth Yuan cultivators at once…”
Wu Ming stroked his chin: “Indeed extraordinary. Isn’t the largest force in the Shenwu World the Eight Great Martial Arts Holy Lands, formed by seizing the treasures of the Martial Emperor? Even though Tianmeng is a secret organization, it must have connections with one or even several of these holy lands; otherwise, this cannot be explained…”
Of course, thinking this way somewhat overestimated the Tianmeng.
These thirty-six Tiangong Guards were already the highest martial force secretly cultivated by Tianmeng, the culmination of decades of effort.
Now completely annihilated, the entire Tianmeng’s conventional martial power was wiped out in one fell swoop. Combined with the loss of Shan Gui Xiong, it was likely that even Biqiu would not escape punishment.
With a sweep of his divine consciousness, Wu Ming immediately stomped his foot.
The water dragon beneath him let out a long roar, grabbed the ice statues, and returned to the plaza with a shake of its tail.
“My Lord!”
There, several people had already been waiting. Interestingly, Lin Xinlan’s face showed only pure joy, while Yu Jiansheng and Miaoyu were filled with disbelief, and Yuan Qingye wore a sly smile of opportunistic success.
Although their expressions were unified, Wu Ming could clearly perceive their inner changes, none escaping his notice.
“It’s indeed a great pleasure to travel through various worlds, observing the myriad aspects of human society and the fluctuations of human hearts!”
He mused inwardly, then noticed Shan Gui Xiong.
Of course, this martial artist had been suppressed by Wu Ming’s water dragon and had his bloodline and consciousness sealed. At this point, he was unconscious, like an ordinary old man, no longer able to cause any trouble.
Splash!
Wu Ming withdrew the water, and the previous ice statues and prisoners were placed down one by one, grouped together with Shan Gui Xiong.
Only then did he disperse the rain clouds, allowing sunlight to pour in.
The rain had passed, and the wet air refracted the sunlight, producing a bright rainbow.
Lin Xinlan looked at the scene around her, which resembled a battlefield, and at Wu Ming, who seemed like a water deity, and couldn’t help but be stunned…
“Has… the Martial Master won?”
Some lucky onlookers watching the scene were even more stunned: “Was that… the Ten Thousand Ghosts Binding Soul from the Tianxiang List?”
“Even the Ten Thousand Ghosts Binding Soul could be defeated…”
Seeing the suddenly intense gazes around her, Lin Xinlan felt speechless and very clear that if her Master wanted to maintain a peaceful life, he would probably have to change locations…
…
More than ten days later.
On a main road, a carriage slowly rolled forward. Lin Xinlan sat in the driver’s seat, slightly displaying her aura, which immediately made the two fine horses obedient.
Controlling horses with her Yuan Qi, she had been refining the “Nine Mountains and Eight Rivers Meridian Method” and, with Wu Ming’s guidance, her strength was now among the top contenders on the Heroic List.
However, breaking through the barrier to advance to the Earth Yuan level was not something that could be achieved overnight.
“My Lord, we’ll arrive at Luofeng City in half a day!”
After passing a crossroads, Lin Xinlan checked the map and respectfully addressed the interior of the carriage.
“Very well…”
The curtain was lifted, revealing Wu Ming’s calm face: “Luofeng City is closest to the former imperial capital of the Wu Dynasty. We’ll rest there for a day before heading to the ruins of the imperial palace. The Martial Emperor was a peerless genius of his generation; I should pay my respects to the empire he founded!”
During these past ten days, Wu Ming had used the thirty-six Tiangong Guards and Shan Gui Xiong for experiments, deepening his understanding of martial arts.
Of course, to avoid certain troubles, once there was no further value to be gained in Cangwu Prefecture, he had mercilessly abandoned the Hei Hu Mountain.
The remaining wealth and manpower were all left to Yu Jiansheng and Miaoyu as rewards for their hard work.
“As you command, my Lord!”
Lin Xinlan’s face remained filled with a smile.
Since avenging her great grievance and leaving Cangwu Prefecture, she seemed to have truly let go, feeling a great sense of relief.
After all, the previous unprovoked attack by Shan Gui Xiong had left very clear traces.
If her Master had previously quarreled with Shan Gui Xiong, why wouldn’t he have told her? Therefore, it wasn’t a revenge attack but an attempt to silence them! Even Lin Xinlan could sense something different in this.
“After waiting for more than ten days without any stronger experts appearing, it seems either they lack confidence or their orders haven’t arrived… Why should I waste my time waiting for them like a fool? Instead of waiting for them to come, it’s better to make them come to me!”
Shan Gui Xiong and the thirty-six Tiangong Guards, having lost all their usefulness, were naturally and ruthlessly dealt with by Wu Ming.
Even the Eight Holy Lands-level powers, if they suffered such losses without cause, would likely go mad immediately. Wu Ming couldn’t believe the other side could endure.
“I wonder how many Tianxiang-level experts they will send before they finally realize their mistake and dispatch a Divine or Demon-level martial artist?”
He thought somewhat eagerly.
In his previous life, reading novels, those great villains or evil masters, even though they possessed vast forces and resources that the protagonist couldn’t hope to match at the beginning, always liked to execute a piecemeal strategy. They sent the lowest-level henchmen, small soldiers, then the leaders, big leaders, trusted subordinates, right-hand men… one by one, queuing up to give the protagonist experience and equipment. Finally, when the protagonist was fully grown and they had become isolated, they were tragically defeated.
Back then, seeing this, he naturally thought the villains were foolish, but now facing the same situation, he actually felt delighted, hoping the other side would be as foolish as possible.
As the saying goes, one’s position determines one’s perspective. This is indeed true!
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