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"Killing Spirit?" Wang Yi murmured.
"That's right. The conditions for forming Killing Spirit are even more stringent than those for Red Light. The deceased warrior must be someone decisive in killing, harboring a murderous intent; otherwise, it will never transform into Red Light," Zeng Ning continued to explain to Wang Yi, picking up from Zeng Gang's words.
"Is there really such a story?" Wang Yi asked in surprise.
"Indeed. You should know that although the Killing God Emperor was a mass murderer, he was called Killer God by the world because he cultivated a set of Slaughter Sword Technique," Zeng Gang said. "It is said that when the Killing God Emperor mastered the Slaughter Sword Technique, he killed over a hundred unparalleled experts in one go, causing rivers of blood and gaining fame throughout the Yuan Continent. No one could match him."
"That's impressive," Wang Yi exclaimed. Truly, the Killing God Emperor was formidable, having killed over a hundred unparalleled experts in one go; it was terrifying to think about, and Wang Yi could even imagine the horror of that battle.
"However, after the Killing God Emperor disappeared, the Slaughter Sword Technique vanished as well, and no one has seen it since," Zeng Gang sighed.
"Fire Spirit, didn't the Killing God Emperor die? How could he just disappear?" Wang Yi questioned, puzzled.
"Hmph, the Killing God Emperor is an ancient great emperor, an unparalleled expert in the divine realm, possessing an immortal body. How could he die?" Fire Spirit shot a glance at Wang Yi and said, "It's just that after the Human-Demon War, the Killing God Emperor vanished without a trace, so people naturally assumed he died during the war."
"If the Killing God Emperor isn't dead, then where did he go?" Wang Yi couldn't suppress his curiosity and continued to ask.
"This... how would I know?" Fire Spirit replied with some irritation. "Whether you believe it or not, the Killing God Emperor will never die because warriors in the divine realm have countless lifespans and possess immortal bodies; even the Ancestor of the demon realm cannot kill them."
"Wang brother..." Zeng Gang noticed that Wang Yi had lowered his head and remained silent, quickly asking, "Are you alright?"
"Oh," Wang Yi came back to his senses and said, "I'm fine. Since that's the case, let's part ways here!" Although Zeng Gang had considerable strength with his Yuanjing Fivefold cultivation, accompanying him would be somewhat troublesome for Wang Yi.
"This place is indeed fraught with danger. We brothers have decided to scout around the periphery; if luck is on our side, we might find something good," Zeng Gang nodded.
"Farewell," Wang Yi clasped his fists and with a slight movement of his body, disappeared without a trace.
"Hiss! What pure murderous intent! I really want to devour him," Zeng Ning's face suddenly twisted as he looked at Wang Yi's disappearing figure with a fierce expression.
"Hehe, our ancestor only asked us to investigate him; we weren't told to kill him. Our mission is complete; we should return now! If we're late, we won't be able to bear our ancestor's wrath," Zeng Gang cackled ominously.
"This time, there are far more humans entering than last time. I believe once our ancestor consumes them, it won't be long before we can leave this cursed place," Zeng Ning sneered.
"Almost there." Zeng Gang's eyes revealed a hint of madness.
Soon, the two transformed into two golden beams of light, breaking through the air and quickly disappearing from sight...
Wang Yi, with a gloomy expression, scanned his surroundings, his gaze filled with killing intent. Not long ago, he had encountered two batches of Red Light.
"According to the map, I am still three hours away from the location where the All Things Reviving Divine Mud is stored," Wang Yi thought to himself, but he did not relax his vigilance in the slightest.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Three more Red Lights shot through the air, appearing before Wang Yi in a flash.
Rumbling!
The fiery giant hand burned everything and annihilated all; it was simply the nemesis of Red Light, effortlessly extinguishing these three Red Lights.
However, Wang Yi did not notice that his eyes were becoming increasingly red, as if stained with blood, and he was completely unaware of it.
"Hmph, leave behind the Eternal Fire Lotus."
At that moment, a cold and merciless voice came from ahead.
Two figures flew toward Wang Yi, one in front and one behind.
"Han Chen, if you want this Eternal Fire Lotus, I won't give it to you," the Young Master ahead said with a cold smile. He reached out with his right hand toward the void and pushed forward, sending a flame-like Eternal Fire Lotus flying toward Wang Yi.
Wang Yi grabbed it effortlessly with his large hand.
"Ten-thousand-year Eternal Fire Lotus?" Fire Spirit exclaimed. "Prince, this Eternal Fire Lotus contains rich fire attribute Primordial Energy. If you absorb it, it will greatly enhance your cultivation of the Nine Refinements Fire Technique and significantly strengthen your Fire Elemental Power."
Wang Yi pondered for a moment before placing the ten-thousand-year Eternal Fire Lotus into his Storage Ring.
"Hey, good luck to you, Zi." Han Chen coldly smiled, his body darting a hundred meters away. He looked back at the Young Master following him and said, "Li Feng, this Eternal Fire Lotus that has existed for ten thousand years is not in my hands right now. If you want it, you should deal with this person!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Yi's expression darkened immediately. He let out a cold snort, realizing that Han Chen had given the Eternal Fire Lotus to him to divert trouble and reap the benefits.
"Whoever you are, if you offend me, Han Chen, you will die today." Li Feng glared at Wang Yi, a hint of malice flashing in his eyes as he shouted fiercely.
Li Feng, at the Seventh Level of the Profound Realm, was tall and muscular, wearing only a short cloth that exposed his dark muscles.
With that, Li Feng leaped into the air and threw a punch. The force was overwhelming, and the fierce Fist Wave surged forward like a wild horse, unstoppable.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The surrounding air exploded under the unmatched Fist Wave, creating a continuous rumbling sound as if thousands of thunderclaps were striking down.
"Die!" Li Feng looked at the approaching Wang Yi with a sinister smile and roared loudly, his momentum crushing down like Mount Tai.
Boom!
Wang Yi raised his right fist from below to meet Li Feng's attack. A dazzling golden light radiated from his fist, brilliant and blinding.
In an instant, two energy spheres—one black and one gold—collided together with a loud rumble. Thunder echoed as a mushroom cloud rose high into the sky, and unmatched energy spread out like a tide. The red trees around them collapsed with a crackling sound under the ripples of Primordial Energy, shattering into pieces in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, there were no red trees left within several dozen meters.
"Hmph, it seems you have some skill. However, you will undoubtedly die next." Li Feng was taken aback; he hadn't expected that Wang Yi, a five-level martial artist, could withstand his punch.
Han Chen's expression changed slightly. He had intended to stir up conflict between the two and benefit from it but did not expect this person to be so strong. However, he wasn't overly worried; after all, Wang Yi's realm was two levels lower than Li Feng's. No matter what, he would only have one path—death.
"Prince, someone is coming. Quickly deal with them." Fire Spirit urged the Host.
"Okay." Wang Yi nodded and let out a cold snort. He soared into the air with a loud roar. Then two Long Dragons flew out and directly knocked Li Feng away, causing him to spit blood. Following that, a green light sliced through his throat, and soon after, a head flew into the air while blood gushed forth onto the ground.
"What?" Han Chen did not expect that Li Feng from the Seventh Level of the Profound Realm would be killed by Wang Yi with a single strike.
"Hmph, you're dead. You killed Li Feng, and Li Yuanba will not let you go," Han Chen said coldly.
"I don't know if Li Yuanba will let me go, but I know I won't let you go," Wang Yi said as he casually took Li Feng's Storage Ring and struck out with his palm, sending a fire dragon roaring toward Han Chen.
Rumbling!
Flames engulfed the air!
Han Chen didn't even have time to grunt before he turned to ashes, leaving a Storage Ring on the ground.
Wang Yi snorted coldly, retrieved the Storage Ring, and vanished in a flash of red light.
Three hours later.
The dense Redwood Forest suddenly opened up, revealing a quiet path ahead. Soon after, the sound of flowing water reached his ears, tinkling softly.
Wang Yi's expression brightened, and his pace quickened significantly. Suddenly, he was greeted by a bright sight: a Stone Arch Bridge appeared before him, with clear water flowing beneath it. The water was crystal clear, winding like a green willow ribbon as it disappeared into the Redwood Forest, twisting and turning until it vanished from sight.
On the other side of the Stone Arch Bridge stood a small courtyard with only three houses. In front of the courtyard grew a Sanggu Tree that shot straight into the clouds, its top unseen.
Suddenly, Wang Yi's expression changed. He saw two Young Masters walking out from the left house. One of them, slightly shorter, exclaimed, "Damn it, what a waste of trip. There's nothing here."
"Don't be discouraged yet, Junior Brother. There's still one more house," the taller Young Master replied with a smile.
These two Young Masters were ranked in the middle among many Young Masters: one at Mystic Realm Sixth Layer and the other at Sevenfold.
"Hey, who are you? You should leave quickly; otherwise, don't blame me for being rude," the Short Young Man looked up and saw Wang Yi. He was startled at first but then realized that Wang Yi was just a Fivefold Martial Artist from the Mysterious Realm and revealed a hint of disdain.
"Junior Brother, stop wasting time with him. Kill him immediately; otherwise, if others come here, it will be troublesome," the tall young man said with a frown as he noticed Wang Yi. He was surprised that someone had found this place too and his eyes flickered with killing intent.
"Good." The Short Young Man laughed heartily, lightly tapping his toes, looking at Wang Yi as if he were staring at a corpse, and said, "Child, you refuse to take the broad road and insist on walking this narrow bridge. You can't blame me for that."
With a clang, he drew an Azure Steel Sword and slashed down towards Wang Yi's face without mercy.
A sword qi over three meters long shot out from the sword's edge like a blue arrow, piercing through the air and reaching Wang Yi in the blink of an eye.
The Short Young Man laughed loudly; in his eyes, Wang Yi was merely a Mysterious Realm Fivefold Martial Artist, someone who could not possibly evade this sword qi. After delivering the strike, he immediately retracted his treasured sword.
"Hmph!"
Wang Yi snorted coldly, waving his hand. His robes billowed, and a gust of wind suddenly swept out.
Whoosh!
With a sound of wind, the sword qi was shattered into pieces by the force of the wind and scattered away.
"Now it's my turn," Wang Yi said calmly.
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