The loud rumbling sound continued to reverberate in the air.
This was a person's voice, but it was as loud as thousands of people shouting at the top of their lungs. It was as if everyone in the capital of Kairong Country could hear it.
This voice was so loud and spread so widely that no one present could compare to it.
This voice was condensed and did not dissipate. Although there was only one voice, it was overlapping like a rising tide, with each wave higher than the last.
However, when the rest of the people in the city heard this voice, they were at most startled, feeling incredulous and baffled.
However, after hearing this voice, none of the Xiantian Realm experts could remain calm anymore.
Especially those Xiantian experts who had fought with He Yiming before. They were all in a daze, as if they had lost the ability to think at this moment.
As for Cheng Fu, his tightly clenched hands had unknowingly loosened.
He looked at He Yiming with a complicated gaze at first, then slowly became relaxed. The desire to fight had completely disappeared.
If He Yiming was still a Xiantian expert from Hundred Scatter Heaven, then he was confident that he could catch up with him and fight him again. Even if He Yiming was now comparable to Mu Jintian, he did not despair.
This was because he could get guidance from Zhan Tianfeng, a One-Line-Heaven expert. As long as he could endure hardships, then he would be able to improve quickly and finally obtain a corresponding super strength.
However, He Yiming was no longer a Hundred Scatter Heaven expert.
Life and death were separated by a thin line, just like the difference between Xiantian and Houtian.
Cheng Fu slowly closed his eyes. The depression in his heart seemed to have been vented in an instant.
A Hundred Scatter Heaven expert wanted to fight with a One-Line-Heaven expert …
Even if he wanted to die, he should not choose to die in such a way.
Therefore, at this time, he had completely extinguished the determination to fight with He Yiming. Nevertheless, for some reason, the moment he let go of the strong thought of fighting bravery and ruthlessness in his heart, his heart suddenly relaxed. Inexplicably, he seemed to have comprehended something. Although the strength of his True Qi did not increase, there was a subtle change in his state of mind. This allowed his state of mind to take a step forward in the cultivation of martial arts compared to his body.
He Yiming took a step forward when the rumbling sound in the air disappeared.
He wasn't walking towards Mu Jintian. Instead, he was walking towards Bu Xingcong who was curled up behind Su Jun.
Mu Jintian's expression changed slightly. However, the moment he moved his body, he felt a wave of discomfort in his chest and abdomen. His body felt soft and powerless.
He knew that this was because his True Qi had been exhausted. He Yiming's body was like a bottomless hole, greedily sucking in all of his Cold True Qi. If it weren't for the fact that he had a rare treasure on him that could replenish his strength, he would have already died.
However, if he wanted to recover to his original state, he would need to meditate for more than three days.
At this moment, even if he wanted to stop He Yiming, he was absolutely powerless. With a long sigh, he turned his face away. He didn't want to embarrass himself anymore.
When He Yiming strode over, Su Jun and the other Xiantian old man immediately retreated without hesitation. They turned a blind eye to Bu Xingcong's pleading gaze.
Moreover, when they looked at the dandy prince, their eyes carried a trace of deep hatred.
If it weren't for this guy, how could He Yiming, this fiend, be attracted? How could they let an Xiantian expert fall? How could they let He Yiming have the opportunity to break through the Hundred Scatter Sky?
Of course, all of this was nothing compared to Mu Jintian's failure.
In these decades, it was the first time Mu Jintian had lost to an expert of the same level. This would be an incomparable blow to his self-confidence. If something went wrong, he wouldn't be able to walk out from the shadow of this failure. Then he would never be able to break through to the One-Line-Sky Realm in this life.
And this was the reason why they hated Bu Xingcong the most.
Of course, if it weren't for their lack of strength and the fact that they were already on the same level as He Yiming, then the first person they hated would be He Yiming.
However, looking at He Yiming who was slowly walking over, the two of them no longer had this kind of thought.
Bearing a grudge against an expert of the One-Line-Sky Realm?
The two of them weren't tired of living yet.
He Yiming came to Bu Xingcong's side expressionlessly. Looking at the trembling Bu Xingcong who no longer had the slightest bit of manliness, He Yiming's mind instantly had countless thoughts.
Although that whip didn't hit him, it completely woke He Yiming up.
In fact, when He Yiming first saw that whip, other than intense anger, he didn't have much killing intent. What really shocked him, and even frightened him, was that he was afraid that one day, he would suddenly receive news of the death of Yuan Lixun or someone in his family.
It didn't matter if they were injured, as long as they were alive, there would be ways to treat them. But if they were to lose their lives, then everything would be too late.
Today, Yuan Lixun could be whipped, then in the future, would someone ride on his head and kill his family and friends?
Thinking of this, even He Yiming felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
This was a kind of fear, a fear that came from the bottom of his heart. That was why he made the decision to take revenge regardless of the consequences.
He wanted everyone to know that as long as someone hurt the people around him, no matter what their origin was, no matter what price he had to pay, he would seek justice.
He could cripple a mere accomplice, Bu Rong's Dantian, and when the main culprit was here, if he retreated or was weak, then he would become a laughing stock in the future.
No matter what the reason was, as long as He Yiming let him go, then the effect he had achieved today would be greatly reduced. In the future, if someone wanted to mess with the He Family Village, they would definitely have less to worry about.
Especially those with strong backgrounds, they would not put him in their eyes.
This was an incomparably realistic world, and the attitude of the strong determined everything. A kind person was bullied, and a kind horse was ridden. In addition to everything he had experienced in the past, He Yiming made a certain decision at this moment.
Standing in front of Bu Xingcong, who was panicking and on the verge of collapse, He Yiming's expression was ice-cold, and his eyes gradually calmed down. He looked at Bu Xingcong as if he was looking at a dead man.
Bu Xingcong trembled, then he suddenly shouted, "You can't kill me, I'm the prince of Tufan Country, I'm a prince, and I'll be the king in the future. You can't kill me."
He Yiming smiled coldly. He could not even be bothered to talk nonsense with this person.
All of a sudden, his expression changed, and he looked in a certain direction. He could clearly sense a powerful aura coming towards them at a speed that was not inferior to his and Mu Jintian's.
In just a few breaths' time, this person would arrive.
His heart skipped a beat, and he no longer hesitated to wave his palm. The palm was light as a feather as if it did not have any power. That said, Mu Jintian could not help but close his eyes when Ou Yangming waved his palm.
"Pow …"
Bu Xingcong, who was howling with all his might as if he had gone mad, suddenly stopped because he no longer had the strength to speak.
He looked at He Yiming dumbfoundedly, and the light in his eyes gradually disappeared. However, his eyes were still wide open, as if he couldn't believe that he would die because of such a small matter as allowing his horse to injure someone.
He had done this countless times, and no one had ever criticized him. It was as if he was born with the right to do so. Other than himself, he did not care about the lives of others. As compared to him, everyone else was like an ant that could be sacrificed, and those people only existed to win his happiness and pleasure.
Nevertheless, at the last moment of his life, he saw the way many famous Innate Experts looked at him.
He finally understood that in the eyes of some people, his identity as a prince was also abnormally laughable.
In the eyes of those people, he was no different from those ordinary commoners.
When Bu Xingcong swallowed his last breath, He Yiming also turned his gaze and looked at Mao Lieguang and the others from the Kairong Kingdom.
Although these people were the last to arrive here, they had basically seen the whole battle between He Yiming and Mu Jintian. They could clearly feel the indescribable power of He Yiming at this moment.
At this moment, they felt that as long as He Yiming made a move, he could kill them all.
Therefore, after seeing He Yiming's somewhat unfriendly gaze, Mao Lieguang and the others tactfully lowered their heads, including Cheng Fu.
After He Yiming successfully reached another level, Cheng Fu had completely let go of the entanglement in his heart. It was not difficult to accept bowing in front of a One-Line-Sky master. Especially for these Innate Experts who deeply understood the horror of One-Line-Sky, it was natural for them to bow their heads.
Seeing their expressions, He Yiming showed a trace of satisfaction.
His gaze swept across the crowd. Although the expressions of those who met his gaze were different, without exception, they all expressed sufficient respect.
Even Old Man Shui Xuanjin bowed respectfully at the waist.
Whether it was friend or foe, their hearts were surging at this moment. Being able to witness the birth of a One-Line-Sky master was undoubtedly a powerful stimulation for them, and also a rare and valuable experience. Once they recalled the situation where the Qi of Heaven and Earth surged, everyone seemed to have understood something.
Among them, the one who felt the deepest was undoubtedly Mu Jintian. His heart was filled with mixed feelings. Although Bu Xingcong's death was a fatal blow to his reputation, today's battle was also a rare experience for him. If he could have a breakthrough in the future and become a One-Line-Sky master, today's battle was absolutely crucial.
Among these people, only Hsieh Ming-chin did not understand what had happened.
Although he knew the power of an Innate Expert, he did not understand the difference between One-Line-Sky and Hundred Scatter Sky.
However, at this moment, he saw a clue. After He Yiming shouted, all the Innate Experts' attitude towards him suddenly changed, somewhat like the attitude of the Xie family's elders towards He Yiming.
However, the elders of the Xie family were all Houtian cultivators, so how could they be compared to these Innate Experts?
At this point, even if he thought until his scalp was broken, it was difficult for him to understand what was going on.
His cold eyes looked around and finally fell on the dead Bu Xingcong. He Yiming said loudly, "This person was killed by me. In the future, if your Tufan country is not convinced, you can challenge me. But if you dare to hurt the innocent, then don't blame me for being ruthless and taking revenge on your country by any means. "
Hearing the words that were like an oath, Su Jun and the other Innate Expert lowered their heads submissively. They did not even have the courage to argue.
At this moment, Mu Jintian, who was almost out of strength, smiled bitterly and said, "Grandmaster He, you must be joking. Bu Xingcong rode his horse to hurt people and ended up like this. It is entirely his own fault. If Grandmaster He is willing to let this matter go, we will be very grateful and will not challenge him again. "
There was a hint of bitterness in his voice, but he was absolutely sincere.
If He Yiming was still in Hundred Scatter Sky, then after killing the Prince of Tufan country, perhaps their One-Line-Sky Expert would go to Tian Luo country to seek revenge. But now, He Yiming was already in One-Line-Sky, and he was only seventeen years old.
So as long as the One-Line-Sky Expert of Tufan country did not become an idiot, it was impossible for him to make a life and death feud with He Yiming for a little Prince.
Similarly, Bu Xingcong's mother was actually a descendant of Mu Jintian, so he looked at Bu Xingcong differently and hoped that he could inherit the throne of Tufan country in the future. But after Bu Xingcong received some of his teachings, he attracted such a terrifying enemy.
So no matter what position he stood in, Mu Jintian could only completely give up.
This was the difference between He Yiming and the old man over a hundred years old.
After receiving Mu Jintian's promise, He Yiming was startled at first. Then, he vaguely grasped Mu Jintian's thoughts. He looked up at the sky and felt the fear in everyone's eyes. An inexplicable feeling of excitement arose in his heart. This feeling was even more comfortable than when he had successfully advanced to the Xiantian realm.
After a long while, He Yiming opened his eyes and said in a clear voice, "Who is this expert? Please come out and meet me."
His voice rumbled as he charged in a certain direction.
The sound of wind breaking suddenly sounded in that place, and a man in a green robe appeared in front of everyone like a ghost.
When they saw the face of this person, all the Xiantian Masters of Kai Rong country were overjoyed. They bowed at the same time and said, "Greetings, Grand Preceptor."
He Yiming's eyes narrowed, and he said in surprise, "Zhan Tianfeng?"
Zhan Tianfeng laughed and said, "Yes, it's I Yiming."
Although Shui Xuanjin and Mu Jintian belonged to different forces, their feelings towards Zhan Tianfeng were not the same, but the moment he appeared, their attitude was also respectful.
He Yiming looked at the person in front of him deeply. This person's face was not old, and he was much younger than Mao Lieguang. But when one's cultivation reached this level, one could no longer distinguish a person's true age from their appearance.
As long as one entered the Xiantian realm, the aging of one's appearance would be greatly reduced, let alone a super powerhouse like One-Line-Sky.
Zhan Tianfeng cupped his fist and said, "Brother He, congratulations on your great success."
He Yiming returned the same salute and said, "Brother Zhan, you flatter me. He Yiming was just lucky."
His words immediately resonated with everyone.
In order to break through to the One-Line-Sky realm, Zhan Tianfeng was very careful, and even used the power of the whole country to cultivate one person. When he began to break through, the whole country was under martial law, and all the Xiantian powerhouses acted as if they were facing a great enemy.
But look at He Yiming …
Unexpectedly, while fighting with others, he had unscrupulously attempted to break through to the One-Line-Sky Realm. What was even more inconceivable was that he had unexpectedly succeeded in breaking through.
Looking at this newly emerged One-Line-Sky powerhouse, everyone sighed in their hearts. God's conscience was eaten by dogs. It was really unfair.
Zhan Tianfeng shook his head, and his expression was very solemn. He said, "Brother He, do you know how I succeeded in breaking through to the One-Line-Sky realm in the past?"
He Yiming shook his head blankly and said, "I don't know. Please enlighten me, Brother Zhan."
Zhan Tianfeng sighed and said, "There's no other reason. It's just that I Yiming's luck was better, so he succeeded in the end."
This answer was obviously out of He Yiming's expectations. He said in surprise, "You're joking, aren't you?"
Zhan Tianfeng said solemnly, "Breaking through to the Hundred Scatter Heaven realm requires superb talent and unremitting efforts. But breaking through to the One-Line-Sky realm, personal luck is the real key." He looked at Mu Jintian and said, "There are at least seventeen or eighteen powerhouses like him who have reached the peak of the Hundred Scatter Heaven realm. But in the past hundred years, only three people have been able to smoothly break through the line between life and death. " His eyes flickered, and he said, "Their cultivation and state of mind are almost the same, but no one can guarantee whether they will succeed in the end. And this is the biggest charm and regret of the One-Line-Sky. "
All the Xiantian powerhouses lowered their heads, and their hearts were filled with shock.
It turned out that there were so many powerhouses on par with Mu Jintian in the whole northwest.
Needless to say, these powerhouses were basically hidden in the mountains or in those secluded sects. And these Xiantian Masters who wandered in the outside world had become frogs at the bottom of the well.
Zhan Tianfeng smiled gently. Although he also valued Mu Jintian, as long as he did not reach the One-Line-Sky realm, he would not be qualified to be treated as an equal.
Taking him as an example, even if Mu Jintian was unhappy, there was nothing he could do.
He Yiming pondered for a moment and did not comment on this. But if someone knew what he was thinking at the moment, they would definitely have a strong desire to commit suicide.
He muttered in his heart.
What kind of luck is this? Isn't it easy to be promoted to One-Line-Sky … (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com to read more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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