Translator: XephiZ Editor: DOCuinn
"I heard that the Vice City Lord has already undergone his lightning tribulation a hundred years ago, breaking through to the Sixth Tribulation Creator Realm. Even in the three hundred immortal dynasties, he can be considered a famous immortal king existence. This arrogant brat will die for sure today. Hehe, everyone can guess how he will die?"
"There are so many ways to die. Stir-frying, stir-frying, deep-frying, deep-frying, stewing, stewing … Any one of them can make this kid wet his pants. Hehe, do you remember the guy who said his master was a True Immortal? When he was cut into three pieces and fried in a pot, his tears and snot flowed out?"
"Haha, I'm really looking forward to it …"
The Pu Clan cultivators and those who didn't belong to the City of the Dead showed a trace of pity in their eyes. In their opinion, Ning Qi's earlier actions were too rash. The City of the Dead had been here for so many years, even the seven great sects acknowledged their existence. The monks of the Nine Phantasms Ancient Temple only said 'Buddha is merciful' when they passed by. How could a mere cultivator change the situation?
In the end, he could only pay with his life!
The Deputy City Lord of the City of the Dead glanced at Ning Qi's back. From the Starting Ground to here, the streets that Ning Qi had walked through were all in ruins. There were countless corpses on the ground. At least a few hundred local cultivators of the City of the Dead had died in Ning Qi's hands. However, only a small portion of them were Creators.
"This one is Sikong Liheng, how should I address you?"
The corners of Sikong Liheng's lips curled up as he looked at Ning Qi with a smile that wasn't a smile.
The five guards of the City of the Dead Man's City Lord suppressed the killing intent in their hearts when they saw Sikong Liheng's arrival. They bowed to Sikong Liheng and stood behind him. Their gazes passed through Sikong Liheng's shoulder and landed coldly on Ning Qi. Being stared at by five Five Tribulation Creators, and they were all cultivators of the foreign races, even Pu Yan and the others felt a chill in their hearts. They didn't dare to meet their gazes.
"Xuan Bei."
Ning Qi smiled.
"Surnamed Xuan? Could it be the Purple Cave Dynasty's Xuan Clan? No, as far as I know, there's no one like you in the Xuan Clan … "
Sikong Liheng rubbed his chin.
"Is this all the cultivators of your City of the Dead has? Isn't this too little? Can these few cultivators suppress the fugitives in Dead Man City? "
The corner of Ning Qi's mouth curved up slightly. His eyes swept across the faces of those cultivators with fiendish expressions. These guys must have offended someone they couldn't afford to offend in the outside world. That's why they escaped to the City of the Dead. Judging from the Sin Points above their heads, these cultivators either committed heinous crimes in the outside world or committed countless sins in the City of the Dead. Otherwise, how could they have five or six hundred Sin Points, or seven or eight hundred Sin Points?
From the moment he arrived at the City of the Dead, Ning Qi knew that this place was fated with him.
"Brat, since you know that we are outlaws, you still dare to pretend to be a saint here? You've come to the wrong place today. A spit from each of us is enough to drown you! "
"Hahaha!"
A burst of laughter burst out from the surroundings, and the redness in the eyes of the cultivators became even more intense. Pu Yan and the others were a little uneasy. If the cultivators suddenly went berserk, even they, who were borrowing the path, would be dragged into it. Therefore, after noticing the signs, he immediately sent a message to the disciples beside him and slowly moved to the back.
"Our City of the Dead is free to come and go. Although I'm the Vice City Lord, I'm no different from you guys. I'm just here to maintain the order. A place must have some sort of order. Otherwise, it would be a mess. Brother Xuan Bei, what do you think?"
Sikong Liheng said to Ning Qi with a smile.
"Indeed, without order, it would be a mess."
Ning Qi smiled.
"That's right. Therefore, Brother Xuan Bei has disrupted the order of this place, which makes things difficult for me …"
Sikong Liheng's gaze swept past Pu Yan and the others. His gaze instantly caused the cultivators passing by to have a bad feeling, as their faces were filled with terror.
"Since the order is in a mess, it will need to be rebuilt. Today, there is no order in the City of the Dead."
Sikong Liheng's face revealed an evil smile. "Everyone, let's celebrate!"
His voice exploded in everyone's ears!
Hearing this, the ferocious cultivators were overjoyed. As soon as Sikong Liheng finished his words, the City of the Dead was filled with the cries of ghosts.
Today, there was no order in the City of the Dead. This meant that they could go on a killing spree unscrupulously, killing cultivators who passed by, killing cultivators who had enmity with them, killing cultivators who were not pleasing to their eyes. In short … kill, kill, kill!
"Pu Clan's disciples, gather up! Watch out for sneak attacks!"
Pu Yan yelled.
The Pu Clan's disciples quickly gathered together with their backs against each other and looked around cautiously. Right now, the cultivators who were standing with them were staring at them with greedy eyes, like hungry wolves waiting for an opportunity to strike. Apart from them, the other cultivators passing by had basically become the first targets of the 'celebration'!
"You can't bear to see the City of the Dead treat mortals like this, but these mortals, along with cultivators who don't belong to the City of the Dead, will all die because of your actions. What do you think?"
Sikong Liheng looked at Ning Qi with a smile.
"Hahaha!"
The five personal guards laughed wildly. Their laughter was full of mockery.
Ning Qi smiled and slashed out with his saber.
The laughter stopped abruptly.
The saber's momentum was too fast. Sikong Liheng and the five personal guards only had time to take out their defensive Spirit Weapons before the saber's momentum arrived.
The defensive Spirit Weapons that were supposed to block the saber were directly broken in half. The saber's momentum didn't slow down and landed on their bodies. As if cutting tofu, Sikong Liheng and the other five were cut in half.
Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!
The palm technique of extreme Yang landed on the dragon cultivator among the five personal guards. It didn't even have time to scream before it turned into ashes.
Nine Flames Great Net Palm!
Another foreign cultivator also followed in its footsteps!
Eternal Void Spirit Saber!
Another personal guard was chopped into pieces, and even his soul was destroyed!
Star Shattering Fist!
The violent immortal qi condensed into a fist shadow and landed on one of the personal guards. The personal guard's body instantly exploded, and his flesh and blood even stained Sikong Liheng's face.
Now that there was only one personal guard left, he abandoned his lower body and fled with his upper body.
Void Hole Finger!
With a puff, the immortal qi pierced through the last personal guard's head.
Ning Qi used five of the thirty-three immortal martial techniques of the Confining Dragon-Mammoth Art to kill the five Five Tribulation Masters of Creation.
All of this happened in an instant.
"You …"
The smile on Sikong Liheng's face finally faded. Although his body was cut in half by Ning Qi, under the effect of the power of creation, it still gathered together.
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