"To think that the Master of the Devil's Incarnate Sect would be a talent groomed by Junior Master Lin! No wonder so many geniuses couldn't do anything to him!"
Zong Hentian lamented. At the same time, he understood that only a godly being like Junior Master Lin could groom such a powerful being.
Lin Fan coughed gently, indicating that he had always been this awesome.
"Don't leak this matter out. This is something that benefits any genius disciple greatly. When you guys are free, organize a few more events like this."
Now that things had come to this, it was naturally too late for them to back off. They could only grit their teeth and carry on.
However, Lin Fan did want to check out how Wang Xiaoming was doing right now. He wanted to see how Wang Xiaoming had managed to survive in the hands of these geniuses.
Outside …
"Fellow Senior and Junior Brothers, Wang Xiaoming is our common enemy. This time around, we must definitely succeed! We must suppress this evil being viciously and return peace to the Xuanhuang World!"
A man stood on a high platform and waved his arms, looking extremely passionate.
"Senior Brother Yu Jian is right!"
This man had been fighting with Wang Xiaoming for 98 years now.
In the second year after Wang Xiaoming left the mountain, he bumped into this man in a random city. Thereafter, he was ridiculed and beaten up, causing Yu Jian to be on the verge of exploding.
Later on, under a fateful encounter, he managed to soar up into the Heavens.
Eventually, he was taken in as a disciple of Glory Sect. Within the sect, he met many other fellow disciples who he had a common topic with. When he found out that their common enemy was Wang Xiaoming, they were even closer than brothers. There was only a single thought in his mind, and that was to kill him.
From then on, they worked hard on their cultivation. As long as the time was right, or they heard of Wang Xiaoming's whereabouts, they would head out together to kill him.
But in the past 100 years, they had made a total of 138 attempts. However, they returned empty-handed every single time. Even so, they did not lose their morale. Instead, they were filled with even more fighting spirit.
"This time around, I must definitely kill Wang Xiaoming with my sword. But, letting him die so easily would be letting him off too easily. I must torture him viciously. VICIOUSLY!"
"That damned Wang Xiaoming! He stripped me of my clothes and hung me up in the middle of the city! This hatred is absolutely irreconcilable!"
"He stole my cultivation technique and flirted with my partner. If I don't take revenge, I'm not a human."
"He is the source of all evil. As long as I kill him, I will have no regrets in this life."
"Brothers, let's go. This time, Wang Xiaoming is in the headquarters 50,000 kilometres ahead. We must hurry there and not let him escape."
"Alright, let's go …"
In the blink of an eye, streaks of light rose into the air and flew off into the distance.
Some of these genius disciples had a cultivation state of Divine celestial level 7, while others had a cultivation state of Divine celestial level 6. Basically, they were all within that range as well.
For a genius disciple, to be able to cultivate to such a state within a hundred years was already extremely formidable.
As for the disciples by his side, they were naturally not the same kind of people.
The aptitudes of the people around him had been raised infinitely by him, reaching a peak.
When the conditions were right, success would follow. In the blink of an eye, he would reach an extremely high realm.
"Hais, it's majestic and imposing like a dragon. It's truly extraordinary."
Lin Fan looked up into the distance and could not help but lament out. Just what sort of sins had this Wang Xiaoming committed for him to be able to attract so many genius disciples to head out to hunt him down?
"I'll go take a look. You guys cultivate well."
Lin Fan did not say anything more as he chased after those disciples. He wanted to see just how intense the battle between these disciples and Wang Xiaoming was.
100,000 miles away, within a desolate forest …
There was no one here, and beasts roamed the area. There were very few martial artists who would come here. However, in this region, there was an existence that everyone in the Xuanhuang World feared.
The Devil's Incarnate – Wang Xiaoming.
Wang Xiaoming laid on a bed with many maids around him. It was like a paradise on Earth.
However, for Wang Xiaoming, none of this could make him happy.
It had been a hundred years. He had been hunted down alive for a hundred years now.
This was especially the case since 97 years ago. His life had turned into a complete tragedy.
He loved to bully others. That was something that Wang Xiaoming could admit. However, every single person that he had bullied would end up as the main culprit that was hunting him down.
What sort of f * cking hell was this for Wang Xiaoming?
Within this hundred years, he had been hunted down a total of 138 times. His base had changed 89 times as well. The entire Xuanhuang World was more or less hidden from him.
Later on, he did not know how some of the demons found out about him. One by one, they bowed down to him. From then on, his reputation in the outside world grew.
The Devil's Incarnate, Wang Xiaoming.
This was a title that Wang Xiaoming absolutely could not accept. However, he had no other choice. Since the outside world was already spreading it as such, what else could he do?
For the current Wang Xiaoming, there was only a single thought in his mind. He wanted to return home. Now that he had come to this state, he couldn't even return home. How tragic was this?
There were many times in the past when Wang Xiaoming had wanted to return home to take a look. However, every time he was on his way back, those fellas would somehow discover him and follow him around like ghosts, trying to kill him.
"Great King! Not good! Not good …!"
Just at this moment, a frantic cry rang out, scaring Wang Xiaoming so much that his heart skipped a beat, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
"Those people are killing their way over again!" This underling of his was once a notorious demon. Later on, he was impressed by Wang Xiaoming's capabilities and decided to take him under his wing willingly.
But after taking him in as a disciple, something horrifying happened.
His house was raided at least once a year, and he was hunted down every single day.
As for breaking away from Wang Xiaoming, it wasn't that he hadn't thought about it before. However, those people who were hunting him down had a leaderboard in their hands.
The first person on the leaderboard was Wang Xiaoming, and they were right behind him.
It was as though these fellas had eyes of the Heavens. No matter where they went, they would be caught. Eventually, they could only follow their Great King and continue living a miserable life.
"What? Again? Didn't we just bloody wipe them out last year? Why are they back again? These damned fellas! Can't they just let me live in peace? It's not like Your Great King has gone out to mess with anyone recently either! "
Wang Xiaoming was enraged. He was truly enraged right now. Weren't these fellas beasts? Didn't they know how to give him a breather? Other than hunting him down, they would definitely wipe him out once a year!
"How many people are here?" Wang Xiaoming asked.
"I've got no idea. They're packed densely together. The entire sky is filled with people! There must be at least 10,000 of them!"
"What? So many? Are they trying to kill me? Last year, there were only 8,000 of them! But this year, it's over 10,000! T-this …! "The moment Wang Xiaoming heard this, he was stumped.
He scratched his toes and counted. In the past two to three years, Wang Xiaoming had bullied quite a number of people as well. Could it be that these people had obtained some sort of miraculous encounter that allowed them to soar up into the Heavens and cultivate successfully? Could it be that these people had joined the crusade army to wipe him out?
Bloody hell! This was way too much!
"Pass down my orders! All units, take note! Pack up your stuff and prepare for battle or retreat at any time!" Wang Xiaoming shouted out. "Hmph! Even if we're going to retreat later on, we'll have to teach them a lesson first!"
"Yes!"
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