Lu Ming felt a headache coming on. One look and he knew that these people were specially trained to be sacrificial warriors and assassins.
Lu Ming had met such people more than once along the way. These people weren't afraid of death at all. It was almost impossible to get information from them.
Moreover, there was a restriction placed in their souls. Once their souls were searched, the restriction would be activated and destroy their souls. It was impossible to search their souls.
"I'll talk, I'll talk …"
At this moment, another voice was heard. It was Ming Zhe's voice.
Ming Zhe was left with a wisp of soul in the hands of an expert from the Dark Ape Fighting Tribe.
At the Divine Lord Realm, one's soul was extremely powerful. Even if one's physical body was destroyed, one's soul could find a chance to be reborn.
At this moment, he was scared to death and he naturally shouted.
Lu Ming was overjoyed. However, he didn't show it on his face. He said, "Tell me, who sent you?"
"If I tell you, you have to promise not to kill me!"
Ming Zhe said.
"Alright, as long as you tell me, I won't kill you!"
Lu Ming said.
"No, I don't trust verbal promises. You have to swear on your life origin and I'll let you go!"
Ming Zhe shouted.
"You still dare to talk terms with me at this moment. Kill him!"
Lu Ming's face turned cold. He waved his hand at the expert from the Dark Ape Fighting Tribe.
"No, no, don't …"
Ming Zhe screamed in fear. His soul trembled and he almost collapsed.
"Tell me!"
Lu Ming said indifferently.
"I'm from the General's Mansion. The General wants to kill you!"
Ming Zhe shouted. He didn't dare to hide anything as he was afraid that he would be crushed.
"General's Mansion!"
Lu Ming's eyes flashed coldly. He had heard of the General's Mansion before. It was near the Hidden Dragon Mansion.
Obviously, the other party was afraid of him. That was why they sent someone to kill him.
However, how could a mere Wasteland Reclamation General have so many experts?
"What about them? Don't tell me they're also from the General's Mansion!"
Lu Ming looked at the black-robed man.
"They're not from the General's Mansion!"
Ming Zhe said quickly.
"Then where are they from? Who sent him? "
Lu Ming asked.
"I don't know about that …"
Ming Zhe said. As he spoke, he saw Lu Ming's face darken. He quickly shouted, "I really don't know. You have to believe me. They went to the Wasteland Reclaimer General and said that they would help him kill you. As for their identity and origin, even the Wasteland Reclaimer General doesn't know. What I said is true …"
Ming Zhe shouted. He was afraid that Lu Ming would kill him out of anger.
Lu Ming frowned.
He felt that what Ming Zhe said was true.
"Hmph, they sent people to kill me openly, but they were afraid that it would cause panic in the other Mansions. That's why they secretly sent people to assist the other Mansions in killing me. This way, no one would say anything!"
Lu Ming sneered, easily guessing the other party's plan.
"Is it the crown prince or the state preceptor?"
Lu Ming's mind raced.
Because these two people were the most suspicious. Of course, the other forces couldn't help but suspect them as well.
For example, the Nine Serenities Heavenly King Residence, the Lan Family, the War God Clan, etc.
"Kill him!"
Lu Ming transmitted his voice to one of the Dark Ape Combat Tribe members.
The Dark Ape Combat Tribe member nodded and released his divine force. A destructive force surged towards Ming Zhe's soul.
"Ah! You … "
Ming Zhe screamed in horror, but in the next moment, his soul exploded and turned into ashes.
Then, Lu Ming looked at the last black-robed man and fell into deep thought.
He was thinking about how to get some information from the other party.
"Let me search his soul!"
At this moment, Yuan Cong spoke.
"I guess there's a seal in his soul …"
Lu Ming said.
Yuan Cong nodded and said, "We can only try our best. We'll get as much information as we can!"
In the end, Lu Ming nodded. This was the only way.
Perhaps, with Yuan Cong's unfathomable cultivation, he could get some information.
Yuan Cong walked over and waved his hand. A powerful force shrouded the last black-robed man.
The black-robed man's body kept exploding and blood splattered everywhere. His cultivation was completely destroyed. With his cultivation destroyed, his resistance to the soul search was weaker.
Then, ghostly qi spread out from Yuan Cong's body and shrouded the black-robed man in it. Yuan Cong began to search his soul.
Ah!
In the next moment, the black-robed man screamed. Runes appeared in between his eyebrows. His head expanded as if it was going to explode.
There was indeed a seal in his soul. Once his soul was searched, it would self-destruct.
"Suppress him!"
Yuan Cong shouted. His divine force surged, trying to suppress the seal.
A dazzling light shone between the two of them.
In the next moment, there was a loud bang. The black-robed man's head exploded. He had died. The restrictive spell had activated.
"Senior Yuan Cong, did you get any clues?"
Lu Ming asked. There was a glimmer of hope in his heart.
"I only got a fragment, but I already know who sent him!"
Yuan Cong said.
"Who is it?"
Lu Ming quickly asked.
"The Grand Preceptor of the Taixu Dynasty!"
Yuan Cong said.
"It's him!"
Lu Ming's eyes shone with a cold light.
It was obvious that the Grand Preceptor believed that Wu Fan had died at the hands of Lu Ming. He wanted to avenge Wu Fan and kill Lu Ming.
"Old man, one day, I will take your head with my own hands!"
Lu Ming said in his heart.
"Also, the Wasteland Reclaimer General's Mansion can no longer exist!"
A cold light flashed in Lu Ming's eyes.
After cleaning up the battlefield, Lu Ming led Yuan Cong and a few Divine Lord Dark Ape Fighting Clan members toward the Wasteland Reclaimer General's Mansion.
The Wasteland Reclaimer General's Mansion occupied a vast territory that spanned across a few galaxies. Its territory was much larger than a general's mansion.
Of course, Lu Ming did not need to attack them one by one. He went straight to the Wasteland Reclaimer General's Mansion.
At that moment, a banquet was being prepared in the Wasteland Reclaimer General's Mansion.
The banquet was to celebrate the destruction of the Hidden Dragon Mansion and the few black-robed men.
The Wasteland Reclaimer General knew that the black-robed men must have a powerful background. Therefore, he wanted to take the opportunity to curry favor with them.
The Wasteland Reclaimer General sat at the top, slowly sipping his wine as he waited for the good news.
"General, General …"
Suddenly, a guard rushed in.
"How is it? Is Ming Zhe back? Hurry up and ask him to come in! "
The Wasteland Reclaimer General said.
"No, no, someone broke in. They broke through the defense line outside the planet and killed their way here!"
The guard said.
"What?"
The Wasteland Reclaimer General stood up from his seat and shouted, "Who is it? Which faction is it? How many people are there?"
"I don't know. There are only five of them …"
The guard said.
"Five?"
The Wasteland Reclaimer General's eyes flashed. He was surprised. He thought that the other Generals had come to attack him.
"Let's go and have a look!"
The Wasteland Reclaimer General walked out.
Boom!
As soon as he flew up, he heard a terrifying explosion. The buildings around him exploded one after another. Screams of agony were heard as experts were killed one after another.
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