Inside the tomb, the swordsman's killer's intent shot through the cloud. Like a blizzard, it was bone-chilling.
The other ninth leveled cultivators reacted the same way.
Their gazes were cold as they glanced around in an attempt to find the thief.
Sadly, everyone's expression was calm and there was nothing out of the ordinary about it.
Ling Xian was no exception.
Everyone else was truly innocent while he was pretending to be innocent. But he was pretending to be innocent.
With that innocent look on his face, no one would suspect him.
"Unbelievable. Someone stole the treasures right under the noses of 12 powerhouses. This is unbelievable."
"Could it be the Holy Thief? Other than him, I can't think of anyone else. "
"That's right. Such a godly thieving technique can only be him."
Everyone discussed. As they were in shock, they looked at the people around them with suspicion.
The Holy Thief appeared and disappeared like a ghost. Nobody knew what he looked like. Therefore, everyone here was a suspect.
"The Holy Thief …"
The swordsman's expression was heavy, "I don't care who you are. Don't let me find you. Or else I will make you understand what it means to wish you were dead."
"Your words are meaningless. You don't even know who he is. How can you find him? How can you make him wish he was dead? "The elder in white mocked.
"You!" The swordsman was furious but had nothing to say.
He didn't even know when the treasures were stolen. His words were laughable.
"There are only seven treasures left …"
The middle-aged man's gaze was deep as he exchanged glances with the elder in black. They both saw the determination in each other's eyes.
Therefore, the two of them no longer held back and made their moves.
Everyone else did the same.
There were only seven treasures left, but there were still 12 ninth leveled cultivators. This meant at least five people will be eliminated.
Therefore, the battle was getting more and more intense. Everyone was giving it their all without holding anything back.
However, everyone split out a strand of spiritual energy to protect the seven balls of light in case someone else stole them.
"It looks like I have no chance."
Ling Xian silently sighed. Though the 12 ninth leveled cultivators were fighting, they were all focused on the seven balls of light.
Under these circumstances, he could steal the treasures, but he would be found out.
"Oh well. Three treasures is already a great harvest. There is no need to take more risks." Ling Xian faintly grinned, satisfied.
Although he didn't know what kind of treasures these three balls of light were, he was sure that they were all priceless treasures. To be able to obtain three of them was already a blessing from the heavens.
Therefore, Ling Xian gave up on the idea of attacking again. Instead, he enjoyed the battle between the 12 ninth leveled cultivators.
At that moment, he caught a glimpse of a fat man sneakily approaching the light ball from the corner of his eye.
It was Daoist Duobao.
He concealed his aura with an artifact, and when he got close to the light ball, he took out a tattered bag and released a mysterious suction force.
This suction force was not weak, and it was silent. It was similar to the Heaven Pilfering Divine Hand.
However, it was much inferior to the Sky-Pilfering Divine Hand. If the twelve Ninth Realm cultivators were engrossed in the battle, they might succeed.
However, these experts had attached their Divine Wills to the balls of light, so how could they succeed?
"He really doesn't want to live anymore."
Ling Xian frowned. Even he didn't dare to continue. The Daoist of Duo Bao sure was daring.
He wanted to send a message, but sadly, it was too late.
The elder in white was the first to notice. He raised his palm and forced the Daoist of Duo Bao to puke out blood. A few of his bones even broke.
This was under the condition that he had used many protective treasures. Otherwise, that palm would have taken his life.
"I finally found you."
The sword-bearing man snickered, "Should I call you stupid, or should I call you arrogant? You dared to attack us when we were already prepared. You really do value your treasures more than your life. "
"Senior, I didn't do it before." The Daoist of Duo Bao's face was sad. There was fear and helplessness.
The reason why he was called the Daoist of Duo Bao was because he had many treasures and because he loved treasures too much.
Therefore, when he saw someone stealthily steal three treasures, he wanted to steal them as well.
Sadly, he forgot two things. One, he didn't have Ling Xian's capabilities. Two, these ninth leveled cultivators were prepared.
"You didn't do it?"
The sword-bearing man laughed, "You are caught red-handed. You still want to argue?"
"I really didn't do it."
The Daoist of Duo Bao was about to cry. He wondered why he was so unlucky. It was fine if he didn't succeed, but why did he become a scapegoat for no reason?
"Do you think I'll believe you?"
"I told you, don't let me catch you. Otherwise, I'll understand what it means to live a life worse than death."
The sword-bearing man wiped away his smile and was filled with murderous intent.
It was the same for everyone else.
Although the Daoist of Duo Bao's treasure-stealing skills were clumsy, under the circumstances where they were engrossed in battle, it was possible for him to succeed.
Therefore, they were certain that the Daoist of Duo Bao was the thief.
Ling Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't think that the Daoist of Duo Bao would take the blame for him.
"Whatever. Since we've known each other for a while, I'll save you once."
Ling Xian sighed. As long as he proved that the Daoist of Duo Bao wasn't a thief, the sword-bearing man wouldn't kill him. At most, he would teach him a lesson.
This wasn't difficult for Ling Xian. He just needed to attack again.
This was a good opportunity.
Everyone's attention was on the Daoist of Duo Bao. With Ling Xian's abilities, it would be strange if he didn't succeed.
"I have to thank you for creating an opportunity for me to steal another treasure."
Ling Xian had a smile on his lips. The Heavenly Thief's Hand reappeared and enveloped the fourth ball of light.
Instantly, the ball of light disappeared and silently entered his storage pouch.
"Senior, I really didn't do it. Please let me go." The Daoist of Duo Bao wanted to cry but no tears came out.
He was blinded by greed and thought he could replicate Ling Xian's success. He didn't think that he would successfully take the blame.
"Stop wasting time. If you obediently hand over the treasure, I can leave your corpse in one piece." The sword-bearing man snickered.
"I really didn't take it …" The Daoist of Duo Bao was extremely angry. He knew that he wouldn't be able to clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
He immediately wanted to escape. Just then, he suddenly saw the ball of light floating in midair. He couldn't help but be startled.
"Could it be that he's scared out of his wits?"
"So the Holy Thief is a fatty. A spineless fatty. My sister worships him so much."
"My dream is shattered. I really did not expect that the elusive Little Thief Divine Thief was actually this honorable."
Everyone exclaimed. The Holy Thief's story had spread throughout the entire City of Zhi Ge.
His unimaginable thieving skills, the fact that he only stole from evil people, and the untraceable mysteriousness made too many women's imaginations run wild.
Therefore, after mistaking the Daoist of Duo Bao for the Holy Thief, many women's dreams were shattered.
"Come quickly, another treasure is missing!" A young man's voice trembled. Everyone could hear the disbelief in his voice.
After hearing what he said and seeing that a ball of light was indeed missing, everyone fell into a state of shock.
Even the powerhouses of the ninth level were no exceptions.
This was simply unimaginable. Stealing the treasure in front of everyone's eyes was simply a miracle!
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