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Chapter 556

Words:1661Update:22/06/29 03:54:05

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A finger condensed from light attribute spiritual power appeared in the air. The moment it appeared, it suddenly enlarged several times, turning into a giant finger. The fingerprints on it were clearly visible.

Buzz!

A terrifying fluctuation also erupted at the same time. Ling Hong's expression was very calm, as if this finger was so simple, as if he was just reaching out and crushing an ant.

"No!!!"

After seeing the direction of the Divine Light Finger, Song Hongbing's expression changed. He never thought that Ling Hong's spell, which took so long to cast, would be aimed at him. By the time he discovered this attack, it was already too late.

The speed of the light-attribute attack was extremely fast, almost reaching the speed of light. In just a flash, it had arrived beside Song Hongbing. It was impossible for him to dodge. He did not even have the time to cast spells or use magic treasures to block the attack.

Unless one knew from the beginning who this spell was going to fall on and made a defensive measure in advance, all means of redeeming would be useless once the attack was launched.

The white light turned into a finger about one meter thick. After it came out from Ling Hong's finger, when everyone looked again, it had already pressed on Song Hongbing's body.

At this moment, the Hidden Scriptures Pavilion fell into a strange silence. Everyone's breathing seemed to be blocked, and in this almost stagnant time, everyone saw a horrifying scene.

Song Hongbing's body slowly collapsed under that terrifying finger. There was no sound. There was no resistance. Song Hongbing's body collapsed just like that. Not even ashes were left behind. He was directly annihilated by that finger.

When everyone felt their own heavy breathing again, the Divine Light Finger had already fallen on the remaining people of the Song Family, the Imperial Guards, the Blood Spirit Sect, and other hostile forces. In an instant, the 2,000 cultivators who had already suffered heavy casualties directly disappeared in front of everyone, leaving no trace behind.

Compared to the bloody scene after Hayashikawa's attack, Ling Hong's attack could be said to be elegant and noble to the extreme. Everything was so clean and calm, as if nothing had happened, but all the enemies had disappeared.

Gulp …

The sound of people swallowing their saliva became the loudest sound at this moment, followed by the thumping of their hearts. At this moment, no one dared to make a sound for fear of attracting Ling Hong's attention.

Legend has it that the Southern Dipper can control life and the Northern Dipper can control death. But at this moment, the Southern Dipper of [Akatsuki] displayed terrifying lethality. It didn't have the slightest intention of controlling life. Instead, it brought about extreme fear of death. Unless his ability to heal Hayashikawa was counted, the terror of this Ling Hong had already made everyone feel despair.

With just this one attack, his strength was already on par with that of the Blue Dragon.

Hayashikawa's slightly teasing voice sounded, and he tilted his head to look at the handsome young man who was already standing beside him. "Middle-stage Aurous Core, and it seems that it's more than that. It seems that your harvest on the seventh level was not bad!"

"Although there were some accidents, overall, everything went smoothly!" Ling Hong chuckled. The expression on his face was calm, as if he was used to seeing big scenes and had experienced countless vicissitudes of life.

"I always feel that under your youthful appearance, there is a heart that is about to be buried in the ground!" Hayashikawa smacked his lips and said. The expression on his face had completely relaxed. Even if there were still thousands of enemies around, even if there were still six Original Infant Stage cultivators left, these people were no longer in his eyes at this moment.

"That's because you don't understand my nature!" Ling Hong was unmoved and said lightly.

"What are you going to do with the remaining few? Since you have already taken over, I don't want to take any more action! " Hayashikawa's Mangekyou Sharingan chuckled and swept across the remaining six Original Infant Stage cultivators, scaring them to the point that their faces were darker than the other.

"I'm not as murderous as you. Since you have handed it over to me, then let me arrange it!" Ling Hong said softly. Then, he stretched out his right hand and a large number of light engravings appeared on his fair skin. Light spiritual energy surged within and not long after, six shining white balls of light floated out and lay quietly in the palm of his right hand.

"Let me plant the Seed of Light in your Original Infant Stage cultivators and I promise to let you leave after this matter is over. Otherwise, I don't mind killing a few more people!" Ling Hong's gentle voice reverberated in the Hidden Scriptures Pavilion. Although he was clearly threatening them, he sounded very gentle and did not have the slightest trace of hostility.

However, when these words entered the ears of the few Nascent Soul Stage cultivators, it was a completely different matter. Thinking back to Song Hongbing, who had just been crushed to death, everyone could feel the aura of death in Ling Hong's calm voice.

"Are you really going to let us leave after we leave the Immortal Mansion?" A cultivator named Zhou Lang asked. His cultivation was the lowest among the six, only at the Initial Infant Stage. At this moment, he was the first to reveal an expression of compromise.

"Once you leave the Immortal Mansion, your cultivation will be restored to the Original Infant Stage. At that time, my methods should not be able to restrict you. Even if I don't let you go, you will have many ways to leave!" Ling Hong said indifferently.

"But …" One of the cultivators wanted to refute, but was stopped by Ling Hong's calm gaze.

Everyone knew in their hearts that Ling Hong had the rare light attribute. No one knew if the Seed of Light that he planted in their Original Infant Stage cultivators could be removed. Furthermore, Ling Hong's origins were mysterious and he was the only one who had been to the seventh level of the Hidden Scriptures Pavilion. No one knew what he had obtained there. If they really allowed him to plant the Seed of Light, the consequences would be too unpredictable.

However, from Ling Hong's explanation, they understood that there was only one meaning. They did not have the right to bargain!

"Alright! I agree! "Zhou Lang was the first to make a decision. He gritted his teeth and agreed to Ling Hong's request.

In the next moment, Ling Hong's finger moved and one of the light balls immediately flew out. It went straight to Zhou Lang's Dantian and disappeared.

After feeling Ling Hong's Seed of Light, Zhou Lang did not find anything strange. At this moment, the Original Infant that was sitting cross-legged in his Dantian had an additional white light. Everything else was normal.

Seeing that there was no problem with Zhou Lang, the other five Original Infant Stage cultivators hesitated for a while before agreeing to Ling Hong's request. They allowed him to plant the Seed of Light in their Original Infant Stage cultivators.

This was also something that could not be helped. At this time, they had completely lost the capital to confront the Xiao Family. There was only one outcome for refusing, and that was death.

As for those Gold Core Stage cultivators who were scared to death, Ling Hong did not even look at them and directly ignored them.

At this point, the entire sixth level of the assessment came to an end. Hayashikawa restrained all the aura on his body and sat cross-legged to cultivate. Ling Hong calmly guarded Hayashikawa by his side, quietly waiting for the assessment to end.

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