Bad News by Design

As he hesitated, a figure appeared on the distant horizon. Liu Yongzhan stared intently, his heart pounding, and saw that it was Si Ming's companion. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and quickly went to meet him.

The newcomer was none other than Murong Wu. His cultivation was the weakest, so he naturally lagged behind. Upon meeting him, he immediately took action to heal Si Ming's injuries and listened to Liu Yongzhan's account.

"We'll split up. You try to conceal Mad Ink's presence, while I'll try to leave traces to lure them in my direction," Liu Yongzhan said decisively.

After hesitating for a moment, Murong Wu was about to nod in agreement when his expression suddenly changed, and he looked up and said, "It's too late, the enemy is catching up!"

"Hurry up, I'll buy you some time!"

Liu Yongzhan turned around and went to meet the Eagle King who was chasing after him. Murong Wu stared at his back for a moment, then gritted his teeth, carried Si Ming on his back and left quickly.

"You defeated, one-armed warrior, dare to obstruct me? You're courting death!"

Seeing that he had finally caught up with his target, Eagle King had no intention of getting entangled with him anymore. He gathered his inner True Qi, concentrated his strength in his palm, and was about to kill his opponent in one fell swoop.

"Azure Blood and Loyal Heart is forged into a sword; to sacrifice oneself for righteousness is not the most difficult thing..."

Liu Yongzhan's eyes were resolute and fearless. His aura rapidly rose, surpassing his own limits. He slapped his severed right arm with his left hand, drawing blood to form a sword, and unleashed a furious attack.

Eagle King caught the attack with a flick of his palm, only to find that his opponent's cultivation level exceeded his expectations. The palm force and the blood sword both shattered, and he was forced to retreat several steps.

"To forcibly transform Qi and Blood to strengthen one 'Foundation —truly a valiant individual! But how long can such methods last?"

"Fight until the last drop of blood!"

The two clashed again. Although Liu Yongzhan, who had sacrificed his blood, was still at a disadvantage, he was no longer completely helpless and could barely hold off the Eagle King. However, with each exchange, his face grew paler.

On the other side, Murong Wu hadn't run far with Si Ming on his back when a figure burst out of the ground, sending out a finger that flashed with a scarlet light.

Before Murong Wu could react, the "Hundred-Refined Finger-Wrapping Softness" technique bestowed upon him by his master Wu Xiu was activated. Liquid metal gushed from his sleeve, condensing into a shield around him. Although the attacker easily broke through it, it successfully delayed him for a moment.

Murong Wu let out a low shout, his whole body surging with energy. He unleashed a punch using the Shennong Fist Art, but the difference in their cultivation levels was too great. Even though the opponent's finger strike had been weakened, he was still no match for it. The scarlet light pierced through his entire arm and shot out from his shoulder, leaving a spray of blood.

"Waaah!"

Murong Wu and Si Ming were both thrown back, the former's blood splattering onto the latter, staining his arms and even the bracelet on his wrist.

"Oh, you didn't explode on the spot after taking my Scarlet Finger attack. It seems your physique is extraordinary. It's a pity you met me. This will only make you suffer more—those who have been attacked by my Scarlet Finger have only two fates: mental collapse or physical death."

The Scorpion King revealed a cruel and gleeful smile, his fingertips glowing red once more as he swiftly pointed.

Just then, a sharp light shot out from Si Ming's spatial bracelet and landed in Murong Wu's palm. Murong Wu had no time to think. He held his weapon horizontally, and with a metallic clang, he firmly controlled the Scarlet Finger energy.

"How is this possible!"

Scorpion King couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, but he was too surprised too soon, because something even more shocking was about to happen—in his perception, the handsome young man opposite him was rapidly rising like the rising sun, and in the blink of an eye, he surpassed him.

Murong Wu struck out with a backhand palm, the force of which was as violent as a raging torrent, clearly showing that he could not control his power. Even so, he still forced Scorpion back several steps.

"This sword... could it be the Juntian Divine Sword?! You're a descendant of the royal family of the Li State, kid?"

As a general of the Barbarian Race, Scorpion King was naturally familiar with the legends of the royal family of Li State. He immediately made the connection and was both shocked and furious.

"How could that be? My father is the great Confucian scholar Murong Zhe, I am not..."

Murong Wu, the person involved, was also bewildered and at a loss. However, the powerful aura emanating from the sword was unmistakable, and his own soaring cultivation was not an illusion. Even the scarlet poison that had invaded his body was suppressed.

He quickly realized that the most urgent task was not to investigate his own origins, but to defeat the enemy. Such questions could be addressed later. Regardless of whether the Juntian Divine Sword had mistaken him for someone else, this power was undoubtedly a timely help for him.

"Lightning Dismemberment Seal!"

Without much thought, Murong Wu instinctively unleashed the Juntian Sword Art. A sword imprint appeared on the sword, and lightning burst through the tip, soaring into the sky. It was a connection between the inside and outside, drawing upon the power of heaven and earth. He lifted the hilt, and instantly, boundless Spiritual Qi flowed from heaven and earth into his sword imprint.

From afar, one could see Murong Wu bathed in lightning, his aura rising higher and higher, as if he had transformed into an ancient divine mountain towering between heaven and earth. The lightning suddenly surged, transforming into a terrifying pillar of light, like a roaring dragon. In an instant, his sword rose and slashed down fiercely!

"Ghost Phosphorus Deep Crimson!"

Scorpion King pushed his Cultivation Body to its limit, his ten fingers gathering crimson light, entwined with dense corpse energy, which then merged into a cross-shaped beam of light that shot out.

However, his all-out attack was no match for the thunderous sword imprint that descended from the sky. It was easily defeated, and his triple Heavenly Silkworm Force was also broken, resulting in a situation where he was completely crushed!

Through this exchange, the Scorpion King finally understood why the royal family of the Li State had stood for three hundred years. So, while injured, he turned and fled without thinking, using the blood to escape.

Murong Wu was taken aback by his opponent's decisive escape, then turned and charged at the Eagle King with his sword.

Seeing that things were going badly, Eagle King cursed Scorpion King for his lack of loyalty and quickly abandoned the exhausted Liu Yongzhan, fleeing as fast as he could.

Chapter 906 Deliberately Caused Bad News

Si Ming opened his eyes and found that his whole body was tightly wrapped in plaster. The spiritual ointment, made from a large amount of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, was providing Primal Qi to his body and healing his injuries with each breath.

Now that he was awake, he naturally stopped using such an inefficient method. Si Ming immediately controlled his acupoints to open, absorbing all the spiritual ointment in one go. Then, with a burst of energy, he tore the ointment cloth apart and sprayed it out.

You're awake!

Sitting next to her, Liu Qingqing immediately smiled with delight.

Si Ming shook his body, brushing off the medicine residue stuck to his skin, and then asked, "How many days have I been unconscious?"

"One day."

"Fortunately, there's still time."

Si Ming let out a long breath. If he slept for six days, hundreds of millions of people in the Southern Continent would become empty shells, and the "Barbarian King's" strength would increase to an immeasurable level.

"You're awake?"

Hearing the commotion, Murong Qing rushed into the room like a gust of wind. Seeing the naked Si Ming, her pretty face flushed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure and asked, "How are your injuries?"