"Surprised? I told you long ago, I deliberately let my junior brothers and sisters leave... And besides, who said a disciple's cultivation couldn't surpass the Sect Leader's? It's only the Supreme Purity level... And... you've underestimated the power of martial arts far too much." Jiang Ming stood before Wan Renwang and Qing Long, patiently explaining. To him, they were fish on the chopping block. Where could they run?
Yet Jiang Ming was considering an even grander plan. He no longer wanted to wait. He had been in Zhu Xian for several years already; under normal circumstances, obtaining all five volumes of the Heavenly Book would take at least another decade or two. That was far too long. He decided to do things differently and speed up his collection of the Heavenly Book and various spirit beasts.
Wan Renwang, the Ghost King Sect's leader, lay on the ground, pale-faced and gasping for breath. He coughed up blood as he spoke, looking as though he could die at any moment. "You... you... want Heavenly Book Volume Two?"
"Enough, I won't waste any more time! Ghost King, stop pretending. I clearly held back in that attack just now. Although it reached the Supreme Purity level, with your cultivation and the Subduing Dragon Cauldron, you should only be seriously injured at most. You shouldn't be on the verge of death. Besides, you've been healing yourself the entire time. How could you be in such a miserable state? I'm not that easy to fool." Jiang Ming ignored Ghost King Wan Renwang's words. Though he did not understand why Wan Renwang was pretending to be dying, it was not difficult to guess. He merely wanted Jiang Ming to lower his guard, then launch a sneak attack and escape.
Jiang Ming knew his own attack well. He