Yi Yun was acutely aware of the principle that a person's wealth was a crime. With his own strength, there was no way he could gain a foothold in the Heavenly South Great World. If not for Old Snake, Yi Yun would rather not have the Abyssal Red Lotus Seed than expose his wealth.
"You call us nobodies? Good! Very good! I want to see where your confidence comes from! "
Upon hearing Old Snake's words, Su Boyang was infuriated. Although he was extremely afraid of the old man, he did not believe that the three of them would not stand a chance against him if they joined forces. Yet, the old bastard thought nothing of them. He was just too arrogant.
"Interesting. I, Wang Chongming, have never been belittled in such a manner in my life, be it when I was young or after I became a Divine Lord. Do you think you can defeat me just because you cracked my array?"
As the dark-faced middle-aged man spoke, he directly tore off his shirt. His body was actually covered in a layer of black scales. As he roared, the muscles all over his body swelled, and the black scales on his body began to slowly spread to his face. At the same time, the blood vessels on the surface of his body bulged like earthworms. He looked like the body of a wild beast.
"Oh? He actually has a half-Fey body. His body has fused with an Ancient Fey bloodline? "
Old Snake was somewhat surprised when he saw the middle-aged man's transformation. The Ancient Fey's blood and bones could not only be eaten and refined. They could also be directly fused with one's body, allowing warriors to obtain a portion of the Ancient Fey's powers.
Such mystic techniques were ancient and rare. As the successor of the Viper clan, Old Snake knew a thing or two about them.
At the same time, the beautiful woman with the ghost tattoo on her face beside the middle-aged man was not idle. She rapidly opened a tattered bag and a ghastly specter with a black aura flew out.
The specter did not charge at Old Snake. Instead, with a roar, it charged straight into the woman's body.
"Wu Wu Wu —"
A ghostly wail and wolf howl came from the beautiful woman's body. This malicious ghost was actually slowly fusing with the beautiful woman. The beautiful woman's originally beautiful face became deathly pale like wax paper. At the same time, her hair scattered and began to grow crazily like wormwood! Her nails began to grow longer and her voice became hoarse. In just a few breaths of time, she seemed to have turned into a malicious ghost.
"Billion Year Ghost King?"
Old Snake recognized the ferocious ghost that flew out of the tattered bag. Ghost cultivators were rare in the martial world. This path was destined to lead one down the path of evil. This was because cultivating in the Ghost Dao required one to constantly capture souls and nurture ghosts. The souls of those killed by ghost cultivators would be sucked into a ghost banner, leaving them with no peace.
It was also because of this that martial artists who cultivated in the Ghost Dao were hated by others. However, cultivating in the Ghost Dao could rapidly increase one's strength. Especially if one could tame a sufficiently powerful Ghost King, their strength would increase by leaps and bounds.
Some ancient experts, due to the special environment of the Land of Death, might have their souls lingering in these Yin Fiend Lands for hundreds of millions of years. If one could capture such a Ghost King and tame it, the strength of the Ghost King might even be several times that of the people raising the ghosts!
"Hehehehehe! Not bad! Old fart, you have a good eye. I have indeed tamed a Billion Year Ghost King. No matter how powerful you are, you can't stop the three of us together! "
The beautiful woman laughed wantonly. Her voice was no longer as melodious as before. Instead, it was as ear-piercing as a night owl.
Just as the beautiful woman, the middle-aged man, and Su Boyang formed a triangular formation and were about to attack Old Snake —
"Peng!"
A dull thud sounded from behind Old Snake. The trio was alarmed as they looked behind Old Snake.
There, they saw Yi Yun holding his spear in a reverse grip like he was swinging a hammer. He had smashed Su Muyan, who was impaled on the spear, into a boulder.
The boulder in the valley obviously could not withstand Yi Yun's strength. The smash caused it to explode. Instantly, all sorts of rubble fell, landing on Su Muyan's face.
Su Muyan's mouth was filled with blood foam as he spoke in a staccato manner —
"Martial … Martial Uncle, save … save me …"
"You! What are you doing!? "
Su Boyang glared angrily. Su Muyan was a junior of the Su family. Be it his martial talent or alchemical talent, he was excellent. If not, Su Boyang would not have brought him to participate in the Heavenly South Peaks Meet.
But now, an excellent genius that the Su family had spent countless resources to nurture was being used like a hammer by Yi Yun. How could Su Boyang not be enraged!?
"My hands were itching, so I randomly smashed it. Continue your fight. Don't mind me."
As Yi Yun spoke, he lifted Su Muyan up with the tip of his spear.
Su Boyang's face turned livid with anger. "Put him down!"
Yi Yun seemed to falter for a moment before he nodded. "Alright …"
As he spoke, Yi Yun waved his hand downwards.
"Boom!"
With another loud boom, another boulder was smashed to smithereens by Su Muyan. Su Muyan's body was covered in blood as sweat poured down like rain. He yearned to die immediately.
"You! Good! Good! "
Seeing his nephew being ravaged in such a manner, Su Boyang's voice trembled in anger. However, Old Snake stood between him and Yi Yun. He did not dare to act rashly.
"You have such a vicious mind at such a young age. You actually ravaged a person who has lost the ability to retaliate. If you are allowed to mature, you will be even worse!"
"Ravage?" Upon hearing Su Boyang's words, Yi Yun laughed. "Why? Are you implying that I should release him and allow him to recover before severing my limbs, crippling my meridians, robbing me of all my wealth before extracting my soul and refining my marrow?"
"That's probably the only way to meet your standards of not having a vicious mind."
As Yi Yun spoke, he suddenly pulled out the spear in his hand.
Su Muyan felt a powerful force surge through him as his body was carried by the spear towards Yi Yun. Following that, Yi Yun struck out with his palm, striking Su Muyan's dantian.
"Peng!"
With a loud explosion, Su Muyan's body convulsed as the color in his face drained.
The feeling he felt at that instant made him feel like he had fallen into hell. He knew very well that his dantian had been shattered by Yi Yun's strike!
His martial cultivation level had been crippled by Yi Yun!
Yi Yun casually threw the spear, sending the half-dead Su Muyan flying out like a sharp arrow. It whistled towards a distant mountain wall!
"Peng!"
The mountain rocks crumbled as the spear's shaft sank into the mountain, its tip still trembling!
As for Su Muyan, he was pinned to the cliff. It was unknown if he was dead or alive.
"Good! Little bastard, for crippling my Su family's disciple, I'll tear you to shreds! "
Su Boyang's blood was red. He could no longer tolerate it as he roared and leaped up. Like a gigantic vulture, he charged at Yi Yun.
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