The Halberd of the Divine Warrior swept in all directions, and the Sword of Extinction shone brightly.
The eight weapons struck at the same time, splitting the earth and splitting the sky. The old man coughed out large mouthfuls of blood, his bones broken.
It wasn't that he was too weak, it was that Ling Xian was too strong.
Right now, he could be considered as the strongest below the Zun Zun Stage. Only the Seven Heaven's Prides could fight against him.
Boom!
The Burnished Immortal Mirror shone through the ages, the Mountain and River Cauldron suppressed all life, beating the elder until he was on the verge of collapse, unable to retaliate at all.
This caused everyone present to shiver as if they had fallen into an icy pit.
The elder was half a step away from becoming a Zun. In the entire Ghost Domain, he was a famous powerhouse. But now, he had become a punching bag that Ling Xian could hit. Why wouldn't everyone be afraid?
"We've kicked an iron board. The Pavilion Master isn't here. Who can suppress this person?"
"He's too strong. Even if our Cicada Pavilion goes all out, we won't be a match for him."
"What's even more frightening is that he actually broke through my Cicada Pavilion's great formation with just a wave of his hand!"
Everyone was shocked, especially the old man, who was even more horrified.
He had already given it his all, but he didn't even have the strength to fight back. How terrifying was this?
Ka!
His meridians were broken and blood gushed out. The old man was covered in cuts and bruises as he howled towards the sky.
It was truly too painful, as if ten thousand ants were nibbling at his heart. It was so painful that he broke out in cold sweat and his face warped.
"Go! Go!"
The old man roared. Many magic treasures filled the air. Without exception, they were all damaged supreme weapons.
"Even a complete Supreme Weapon can't do anything to me, let alone a single corner of a Supreme Weapon."
Ling Xian's expression was normal. His fists shocked the sky and his immortal bones shone the world.
Boom!
Ling Xian was like the God of War descending to the mortal world. His bravery was undefeatable as he swept away the incomplete weapons.
Puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the old man was forced back a thousand feet before he could barely stabilize his body.
His physical body was torn apart, and his aura was weak and dispirited. He couldn't even stand steadily.
This caused everyone to be horrified, and they wanted to lend a hand, yet they were unable to muster up the slightest bit of courage.
Ling Xian was far too terrifying. Even the tip of a weapon couldn't do anything to him. How could they dare to make a move?
"It's over …"
Ling Xian glared at the elder. The Cauldron of Mountain and River descended like hundreds of thousands of Heavenly Mountains.
Bang!
The old man coughed out blood. His body was on the verge of collapse, losing the strength to fight.
He stared deadly at Ling Xian. There was anger, fear, and regret.
At this moment, he finally realized how powerful Ling Xian was and how laughable he was.
Facts speak louder than words. The one without self-awareness was not Ling Xian, it was him!
How could he afford to offend a ruthless person who could destroy a formation with a wave of his hand and suppress a damaged Supreme Weapon with a flick of his finger?
"Cough cough, I was wrong. I was wrong too much." The old man smiled bitterly. His intestines were green with regret.
The nine people were also filled with regret.
If they knew Ling Xian was this fierce, they wouldn't have dared to make a move!
"I have warned you. Sadly, you think too highly of yourself." Ling Xian's eyes were deep. Like a God, he peered down at everyone.
"Are you humiliating me?" The old man was so angry that his whole body was trembling, but there was nothing he could do.
Ling Xian was far too powerful. Even if he gave up his life, he could not even touch a hair on Ling Xian's head. Other than enduring, what else could he do?
"You can understand it that way."
Ling Xian glared at the old man, "Tell me where the Plate of Human Path of Samsara is."
"Give up. There is no way I will tell you." The old man coldly snickered. It wasn't that he was being stubborn, it was that the Plate of Human Path of Samsara was his only bargaining chip.
If he speaks, then he will lose his value.
"Just like how you use torture to make me wish I was dead, I also have ways to make you wish you were dead."
"Plus, you aren't the only one who knows where the Plate of Human Path of Samsara is. I believe they will be more than happy to tell me."
Ling Xian's expression was calm as he shifted his gaze towards the nine people, "Right?"
Hearing this, the nine people nodded like chickens pecking rice. They didn't dare to say anything.
This made the old man realize that he had no bargaining chip. He could either let Ling Xian do whatever he wanted or live a life worse than death.
"I want to find out where the Plate of Human Path of Samsara is from your mouth. I will give you three seconds to think about it."
Ling Xian stared down at the old man from above. Before he even started counting, the old man gave in.
"I will speak." The old man chuckled. He originally wanted to wait for the right price and force Ling Xian to spare his life.
Sadly, he wasn't the only one who knew where the Plate of Human Path of Samsara was. If he doesn't speak now, then there will be no hope left.
"Speak, where is the Plate of Human Path of Samsara?" The corner of Ling Xian's lips curled up. He had predicted this. The old man wasn't as stubborn as steel.
"The Valley of Weapons."
The old man sighed, "A month ago, the leader of the Valley of Weapons found the last piece of the Path of Human Path and finally allowed this treasure to reappear in the world."
"The Valley of Weapons …"
Ling Xian frowned. The reason why he made weapons was because it was simple and because he didn't want to provoke the Valley of Weapons.
After all, it was a powerful force with a Venerable Realm cultivator.
"I cannot believe I still have to go to the Valley of Weapons after so many twists and turns."
Ling Xian softly sighed. He promised the Plate of Samsara. Even if it's a dragon's pond or a tiger's den, he had to go.
Of course, he wasn't going to take the risk. If things go south, he will leave immediately.
"I have told you where the Plate of Human Path of Samsara is. Can you let me go now?" The old man was anxious.
"It's a very familiar phrase."
"I remember now. I said before that you can tell me where the Plate of Human Path of Samsara is. Your answer was no."
Ling Xian softly grinned, "Therefore, my answer to you is no."
"You … how can you not keep your promise!" The old man was shaking from anger and he almost puked out blood.
"Promise?"
Ling Xian shook his head and laughed, "Did I say that if you tell me where the Plate of Human Path of Human Path is, I will spare your life?"
"You!" The old man pointed at Ling Xian shakily and puked out a mouthful of blood before collapsing.
At this moment, he finally understood what it meant to give someone a taste of their own medicine.
"Good will be rewarded, evil will be punished. You can't blame anyone else." Ling Xian glared at the old man without a trace of pity.
The old man was not worthy of sympathy, so he reaped what he sowed.
"You deserve to die!"
The old man went insane from anger, "Kill him! Kill him!"
Kill Ling Xian?
What a joke!
The nine of them exchanged glances and saw the bitterness and fear in each other's eyes.
Ling Xian was someone who could defeat Zun Zun weapons with a flick of his fingers. Attacking him was the same as seeking death.
"It's about time. You should be on your way."
Ling Xian's expression was cold. Not only did the old man break his promise, but he also wanted to kill him. How could he let such a shameless person go?
Immediately, the Sword of Extinction sliced across the sky. Before the old man's hopeless gaze, it pierced through between his brows.
Fresh blood flowed and his soul dissipated. The old man's eyes were wide open, full of fear and regret.
This made the nine of them shiver. They all opened their mouths and begged Ling Xian not to kill them.
"Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its debtor. I will not kill you."
Ling Xian spoke softly, making the nine of them ecstatic. But what he said next made the nine of them nervous.
"You are accomplices. You can escape death, but you cannot escape punishment."
"Each of you tell me a piece of information. Consider it a trade for your lives."
"Remember, I want secret information. If you dare to lie, don't blame me for being cruel."
Ling Xian stood with his hands behind his back. His demeanor was like a prison as he looked down on all nine heavens.
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