It wasn't just Huang Fang, everyone else thought so too.
The Heavenly Acraepoid Tribe's palm blade was famous throughout the universe.
Finally, the two palms collided.
The result was similar to what everyone had expected.
Crack!
The sound of an arm breaking rang out, followed by a scream as a figure was sent flying.
The only difference was that the person who was sent flying with a broken arm wasn't Lu Ming, but Huang Fang.
Huang Fang fell heavily to the ground. One of his arms wasn't just broken, it had completely exploded.
His eyes were filled with disbelief and fear.
When his palms collided with Lu Ming's, he realized that Lu Ming's palms didn't seem to be made of flesh. They were hundreds of times harder than divine weapons.
Everyone else was also dumbfounded, their eyes bulging in disbelief.
Putting aside the toughness of his arms, Huang Fang's cultivation base was much higher than Lu Ming's.
Huang Fang was a sixth-level Divine Lord, while Lu Ming was only a fourth-level Divine Lord.
Two levels higher, but he was defeated by someone two levels lower.
"Attack! Kill him! Kill him for me!"
Acraepoid Fang roared hysterically.
"You're courting death!"
"Kill!"
The four middle-aged burly men shouted angrily, charging toward Lu Ming with murderous intent.
Lu Ming's face was gloomy. With a thought, a powerful force burst forth from every cell in his body. He then charged toward the four burly middle-aged men.
Both sides used palm blades at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged more than ten blows. Continuous explosions rang out. Then, both sides separated.
The difference was that Lu Ming didn't move from his spot, while the four middle-aged men were sent flying. They retreated a few hundred steps before regaining their footing.
Their bodies trembled as they spat out mouthfuls of blood.
Their arms were trembling non-stop and bleeding. They were completely deformed.
Si si si
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.
Everyone stared at Lu Ming as if they had seen a ghost. It was as if they were looking at a monster.
A fourth-level Divine Lord had injured four quasi-emperors in an instant. Moreover, they were quasi-emperors of the Heavenly Acraepoid Tribe.
Was this a dream?
This is unbelievable.
Jiang Lebang also widened his eyes and stared at Lu Ming in disbelief.
"Brother Jiang, goodbye."
Lu Ming cupped his fists and left.
He did not kill Huang Fang and the rest.
After all, there were so many people watching. If he killed Huang Fang, the Heavenly Acraepoid Tribe might seek revenge. It was not easy to gain a new identity, he did not want to be hunted down all over the world.
Lu Ming left, vanishing in the blink of an eye.
"Damn it!"
Huang Fang glared in the direction Lu Ming had left, his eyes filled with hatred.
Lu Ming didn't stay on Planet Shangchuan. He tore through the air and left Planet Shangchuan. He came to a barren planet and began his seclusion.
He had to first master the 150 Secret Techniques in his possession.
Lu Ming was familiar with the process. He cultivated one secret skill after another.
Time flew, and in the blink of an eye, three years had passed.
In these three years, Lu Ming had cultivated all 150 Secret Techniques, fusing them into every cell in his body.
There was no doubt that Lu Ming's combat ability had increased.
"These ordinary Secret Techniques are limited in power. I wonder how profound the three thousand Ancient Secret Techniques are."
Lu Ming muttered in anticipation.
The three thousand Ancient Secret Techniques were different from ordinary Secret Techniques. They were profound and unfathomable, and their power was boundless. When cultivated to the peak, they were no weaker than an Origin Source Technique with nine severed shackles.
However, until now, Lu Ming had not encountered any of the three thousand Ancient Secret Techniques. He had not seen their power.
Now, Lu Ming had already fused three hundred and forty Secret Techniques.
After cultivating the Secret Techniques, Lu Ming took out a divine herb and began to refine it.
Lu Ming had stored some energy before, and he felt that it had reached thirty percent. However, during this time, Lu Ming had used up a lot of energy, so he continued to store it.
The divine herb Lu Ming took out was an Emperor Grade Divine Herb. Its medicinal energy was astonishing.
After another two years, Lu Ming felt that the energy stored in his cells had reached fifty percent.
The potential was astonishing, and it was just waiting for him to excavate it.
Of course, this 50% was relative to Lu Ming's current level. When Lu Ming's cultivation level increased in the future, he would need more energy if he wanted to store 50% of his energy.
At this time, Lu Ming's heart shook, and a message appeared in the Dreamgod Jade.
It was a message from Jiang Lebang.
"Why would Jiang Lebang send me a message at this time?"
Lu Ming pondered.
Jiang Lebang's message was not very specific. He only said that there was an opportunity and he wanted to invite Lu Ming along.
Lu Ming thought for a moment and decided to go take a look.
Now, Lu Ming's combat power had increased, and he had stored a large amount of energy that needed to be excavated.
If he wanted to excavate it quickly, taking a risk was the best way.
Taking a risk could not only excavate his potential, but also obtain opportunities. It was killing two birds with one stone.
Lu Ming set off for Planet Shangchuan.
Planet Shangchuan was not far from the barren planet that Lu Ming was on. Soon, Lu Ming arrived at Planet Shangchuan and met Jiang Lebang.
"Brother Jiang, what is this opportunity you mentioned?"
Asked Lu Ming.
"It's related to the ruins of the Skyleap Divine Nation."
Said Jiang Lebang.
"Skyleap Divine Nation."
Lu Ming was puzzled. He had never heard of it.
Jiang Lebang explained, "The Heavenly Transcendence Divine Nation was a huge Divine Nation in this star field a few dozen stellar years ago. It was extremely powerful and was not weaker than the races on the Great Desolate Ten Thousand Races List. However, overnight, the Heavenly Transcendence Divine Nation collapsed and was destroyed, disappearing from the world.
"A powerful force comparable to the Primitive Ten Thousand Races Roll disappeared overnight? How could that have happened?"
Lu Ming was a bit shocked.
Which of the races on the Primitive Ten Thousand Races Roll didn't have inheritances for countless years? They had a deep foundation and were incomparably powerful.
How could it be so easy to destroy them?
But they were destroyed overnight. That was shocking.
"I don't know. No one knows what happened, but someone speculated."
At this point, Jiang Lebang stopped.
"Speculated what?"
Asked Lu Ming.
"I can't say, I can't say. Brother Mu, you can figure it out yourself."
As he spoke, Jiang Lebang pointed at the sky.
"Heavenly Palace."
Two words appeared in Lu Ming's mind.
"Now, I found out through a secret channel that the ruins of the Skyleap Divine Nation are about to appear. Someone has found the entrance to the ruins. If it's true, there should be a lot of treasures left inside. This is an opportunity."
Jiang Lebang's eyes shone with a fiery light.
The treasures left behind by a race comparable to the Primitive Ten Thousand Races Roll would definitely be shocking.
"Okay, I'll go with you."
Lu Ming nodded and agreed.
"Okay, we'll set off in half a month. Not only us, but also three other forces. Because the entrance was discovered by us."
Said Jiang Lebang.
Lu Ming nodded and found a place to stay. Half a month later, they set off for the entrance of the Skyleap Divine Nation.
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