Tang Sect vs. Holy Spirit Cult!

"Why is this guy so damn hard to kill?!"

The moment Jiang Ming saw the figure beside Xu Tianran, his brows furrowed tightly.

Zhongli Wu!

The leader of the Holy Spirit Cult!

Jiang Ming had already stabbed the bastard once during the Battle Above the Clouds, yet he was still alive!

Ever since Jiang Ming had first encountered Zhongli Wu, he had dealt him fatal wounds twice in a row!

The first time had been during that fishing-enforcement operation. Zhongli Wu had been about to self-destruct, only for Ye Xishui to save him.

Then, during the Battle Above the Clouds, Jiang Ming had severely wounded Zhongli Wu again. It had also been a potentially fatal injury!

Twice!

And he had been saved both times!

Was it an ability of his Martial Soul, or did the Holy Spirit Cult possess some treasure capable of bringing back the dead?

Jiang Ming's expression turned slightly grave.

He had escaped death twice. Next time, Jiang Ming had to make absolutely certain he killed him!

As the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, Zhongli Wu's death would be a tremendous blow to the Holy Spirit Cult.

He would have to find another good opportunity!

On the main platform.

"Imperial Advisor, your injuries..."

Crown Prince Xu Tianran looked at Zhongli Wu, who was shrouded in mist beside him, his features impossible to make out clearly.

Zhongli Wu had originally been invited to watch the tournament from the very beginning, but before it had even started, he had somehow been ambushed by Jiang Ming and those people from Shrek.

If Ye Xishui had not appeared at the very last moment and suppressed Zhongli Wu's self-destruction, his Imperial Advisor would have been reduced to bones and ashes that very night.

In truth, if this match had not been