You Old Thief Siming-You're No Better Than an Animal!

The four True Person outside the formation were watching, but their eyes remained completely dark.

In the midst of the battle.

Ling Feng sat cross-legged in the void, his magic sword drawing upon the thunderous heavens, his True Essence circulating, brewing a terrifying aura.

Lu Qingfeng's Spirit Eye flashed, and electricity crackled in the void.

With a thought, the formation isolated the inside from the outside. Clad in the Taiyin Calamity-Crossing Robe, his body shimmered with Divine Ability talismans, and the Great Sun Nirvana Divine Light bloomed between his palms, heading straight for Ling Feng!

"This--"

"Not good!"

Ling Feng was focused on unleashing the 'Ninefold Firmament Method,' intending to fight Lu Qingfeng to the Life and Death. This technique was flawless; once unleashed, the might of heaven descended, leaving no room for the opponent to interrupt.

But at this moment.

Guangyuanzi on the other side clearly found a flaw in what seemed like a flawless situation.

If a Divine Ability attack comes, it must immediately sever his Technique Method and take his life.

"Impossible!"

Ling Feng roared, the hairs on the back of his head standing on end. Even as a dignified True Person Immortal, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Lu Qingfeng's lips curled up slightly.

Ling Feng is fighting for his life, relying on the Ninefold Firmament Method. As long as his Technique Method is interrupted, he will be no longer a threat.

The Great Sun Nirvana Divine Light is fierce; it can not only sever one's Technique Method but also take one's life.

This strike will kill Ling Feng!

"No!"

Ling Feng was filled with despair.

The magic sword shone even brighter.

Lu Qingfeng didn't stop.

This child is stubborn and obstinate; if he is not eliminated today, he will surely be vengeful and cause endless trouble. Decisive action is necessary to secure a peaceful life. By establishing a formidable reputation through ruthless action, even if one's cultivation stagnates and one acts with discretion in the future, no one will dare to test one's abilities.

A decisive strike!

Go straight for Ling Feng.

But at this moment.

"Um?"

Lu Qingfeng felt a sudden chill and looked up. He saw that the magic sword in the sky had lost its luster at some point and looked like ordinary iron, showing no signs of its divine power.

Yet, this simple and unadorned sword filled Lu Qingfeng with boundless fear.

This fear feels somewhat familiar.

Back in the Chiyan Realm, Lu Qingfeng seized the classic texts and inheritances from the White Rock Mountain Immortal Abode. Then, the Demon King Hunshan, who arrived later, struck out with a palm from a distance, some unknown.

At that time, Lu Qingfeng had only just entered the Spirit Void.

They were so terrified when faced with a single attack from Core Formation Demon King.

Now--

"An eighth-tier magic sword!"

"Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun!"

Lu Qingfeng's mind raced, and he instantly realized what was happening. He exclaimed, "For mortal cultivators in the lower realm to fight, for a god to personally intervene is surely—"

Before the words were finished, the magic sword swept through the air.

Whoosh!

They headed straight for Lu Qingfeng.

"Light-Splitting Shadow-Transforming Void Sword Movement!"

Lu Qingfeng was startled. His True Essence surged wildly, instantly transforming into thousands of sword lights, and he was about to escape.

However, with the sword of magic and True God before them, how could a mere Core Formation Cultivator escape?

Bang!

With a sweep of his magic sword, he shattered countless sword lights. A flash of azure light appeared as Lu Qingfeng materialized from the void.

His face was deathly pale.

"You old scoundrel from Siming, you're not even human!"

Lu Qingfeng fell from the sky, his face filled with shock and anger as he cursed.

Look down.

A bloodstain was visible on his abdomen.

Neither the Taiyin Calamity-Crossing Robe nor the Yellow-Robed True Body could defend against this simple and unadorned sword strike. The magic sword swept past, piercing through Lu Qingfeng's Dantian, and pulverizing his recently formed Void Core into dust.

At this moment, Lu Qingfeng's True Essence was surging wildly within his body.

Two hundred years of painstaking cultivation, destroyed in an instant.

His soul was shattered and torn apart by the Sword Qi. After cursing angrily, Lu Qingfeng's eyes gradually dimmed.

Laugh!

A soft sound rang out in the void.

Lu Qingfeng stood arrogantly with his head held high, but his body turned into dust and vanished inch by inch, leaving no trace of the world.

Lu Qingfeng.

Die.

Outside the formation.

As Lu Qingfeng's Dantian was shattered and his soul destroyed by the magic sword, the 'Heaven-and-Earth Reversal Formation' that Lu Qingfeng had established with the Nine-Strategies Profound-Hao Sticks could no longer continue.

Ten thousand eight hundred Nine-Strategies Profound-Hao Sticks fell to the ground.

They were completely isolated from each other.

"Huh?"

"It's over so quickly?"

Lin Chao and the other three had been watching the formation closely. When they saw the formation withdraw, they assumed the battle was over and that Guangyuanzi had killed Ling Feng.

But before they could even see it, a furious roar rang in their ears—

"You old scoundrel from Siming, you're not even human!"

"This is--"

"This is Guangyuanzi!"

The four frowned and looked into the formation.

But then Guangyuanzi knelt on one knee, his head held high with arrogance. The roar came from his mouth. The roar reverberated through the void, and with a gentle breeze, Guangyuanzi instantly dissipated into Azure Smoke.

To vanish between heaven and earth.

Behind Guangyuanzi, the magic sword hovered in the air and landed in front of Ling Feng.

Ling Feng's face was deathly pale. This was caused by being seriously injured by Lu Qingfeng first, and then being forcibly subjected to the 'Ninefold Firmament Method'. His injuries were not minor.

Despite seeing the magic sword before him, he still bowed respectfully and said, "This disciple is incompetent!"

The magic sword circled, and a cold snort seemed to come from behind it.

Whoosh!

It was stuck upside down in front of Ling Feng, making a clanging sound.

"This!"

"The Siming Ancestor personally took action?!"

"How could this be!"

Seeing this scene, Lin Chao, Sima Han, and the other three knew exactly what had happened in the formation. A complex mix of emotions welled up within them, along with a surge of Nameless rage.

But it wasn't for Lu Qingfeng.

Rather, since the Siming Ancestor was able to attack Guangyuanzi without mercy and kill him, who knows if they might face divine punishment and be annihilated when they confront Ling Feng and the Siming Sect?

As his thoughts raced, he dared not utter a word.

I just thought, this Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun is truly shameless. He personally commands the killing of mortal cultivators from the lower realms, isn't he afraid of being laughed at by the immortals and gods in heaven?

"I forgot."

"Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun was not a law-abiding person in his early years. After becoming a great god of the Thunder Ministry, his irritable temper made him even more difficult to provoke."

"Guangyuanzi— "

Lin Chao sighed, thinking to himself, "What a pity."

The World’s Number One Immortal!

Dominating for two hundred years!

How majestic!

This time, they almost killed another Reincarnated True Immortal. If nothing unexpected happens, in a place as fortuitous opportunity as the Evergreen Realm, an Earth Immortal Dao Fruit is certainly within reach.

Even those at the Celestial Immortal realm have a good chance.

Unfortunately, they provoked the Siming Sect, which led to the personal intervention of Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun.

A promising future, yet tragically regrettable.

"Ling Feng".

Lin Chao looked at Ling Feng, who was standing up while holding the magic sword, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on his lips.

Sima Han, Chen Shang, and Luo Ming looked at Ling Feng with somewhat strange expressions.

Being less skilled than others, yet still provoking them.

After provoking him, even the patriarch would have to clean up the mess, leaving him utterly humiliated. No one dared to criticize Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun, but Ling Feng was no match for him.

Ling Feng, holding his sword, noticed the gazes of the four people. He felt a surge of resentment in his heart but said aloud, "Guangyuanzi insulted the gods and deserves eternal damnation. The Patriarch took pity on his difficult cultivation and thus cast him into the cycle of reincarnation."

Such an explanation is, of course, weak.

Lin Chao and the other three would never believe it.

Ling Feng didn't care. After speaking, he waved his hand and picked up the 10,800 Nine-Strategies Profound-Hao Sticks.

When Lu Qingfeng died, these Nine-Strategies Profound-Hao Sticks were also left behind.

Unfortunately, Lu Qingfeng had already advanced to the Core Formation stage and opened up his Sumeru space. Once a person dies, unless a cultivator skilled in divination carefully calculates the location, it is impossible to find the location of their Sumeru space.

The treasures in the Void Space will wander around in the turbulent void after several decades or hundreds of years, when the Void Space collapses due to lack of maintenance.

Most of them were pulverized by the void turbulence.

A few are sturdy, Fire-Wind Pearl or the Nine-Strategies Profound-Hao Sticks. One day they might be encountered by immortals walking through the chaotic void, or fall into a small world and become a fortuitous opportunity.

"What a pity about the Fire-Wind Pearl."

Ling Feng shook his head secretly.

The Nine-Strategies Profound-Hao Sticks are array-based magical Law Artifact, of little use to him. Moreover, he only has 10,800 of them, making their effectiveness even more limited.

"Utterly shameless."

Lin Chao, watching from afar, felt increasingly disdainful that Ling Feng still had the audacity to claim the Nine-Strategies Profound-Hao Sticks as his own.

However.

Just as Ling Feng was about to place the Nine-Strategies Profound-Hao Sticks into the Sumeru Space, his body suddenly trembled.

There was a sense that impending doom.

Before he could react, he felt his soul being bound.

The soul of Core Formation True Person was already extremely powerful. However, upon examining his inner self, he saw that his once clear and pure soul was now entangled by strands of blood. The blood strands tightened, causing his soul to feel bound and to experience waves of excruciating pain.

"A spell?!"

Ling Feng, being Reincarnated True Immortal, was knowledgeable and immediately realized that he had been cursed.

"Who dares to use such Evil Method on me?!" Ling Feng exclaimed in shock and anger.

It's truly a case of one wave of peace followed by another.

This spell is clearly extraordinary; even he couldn't help but feel a sense of dread.

Before he could react, the layers of blood vessels suddenly tightened. And that wasn't all; from somewhere in the void, countless more layers of blood vessels appeared, covering his soul.

It enveloped his soul, turning him into a blood-soaked figure.

It tightened immediately!

"I--"

Ling Feng glared angrily, but his body trembled incessantly due to the pain caused by his bound soul, and an aura of defeat emanated from his body.

It was nothing other than a dense aura of death.

"This is--"

"A spell!"

Lin Chao, who was watching Ling Feng closely, was immediately shocked upon seeing this scene. Who else in this realm could cast a spell on Core Formation True Person cultivator, and with such miraculous effect?

Judging from Ling Feng's appearance, he was clearly on the verge of death.

"Could it be—"

Lin Chao looked up at the sky, "Could it be that the Earthly God-Seeking Great General is dissatisfied and has taken action personally?"

Upon thinking of this, Lin Chao's heart sank.

Not only Lin Chao, but also Sima Han, Chen Shang, and Luo Ming, who saw this scene, felt a sense of foreboding.

Lin Chao shared the same speculation.

There is no one else in this world who can Curse Core Formation True Person and is so ferocious.

Then the only option is outside the Evergreen Realm.

At this critical juncture, who else but the Earthly God-Seeking Great General would Curse Ling Feng?

Even if it wasn't him personally involved, it must have been God-Seeking Faction.

"The Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun, has really messed things up this time, harming us all. He made the first move, but he didn't expect the Earthly God-Seeking Great General to be so strong, directly wanting to curse Ling Feng to death, an eye for an eye."

"If even immortals and gods are subject to such fate, how are we supposed to cope?!"

The four cursed inwardly.

Once the rules are broken, they are nothing but ants. People like Guangyuanzi and Ling Feng could become cannon fodder at any time.

Amidst anxieties.

The Ling Feng ahead weakened, its energy waning. The next instant—

Bang!

There seemed to be a soft sound.

They saw that Ling Feng's eyes were dull and lifeless, and his spirit was failing.

They had already died under the curse, with no hope of survival.

"The Evergreen Realm is about to descend into chaos!"

Upon seeing this, Lin Chao and the other three simultaneously had the same thought in their minds.

And it's not just the Evergreen Realm.

The two supreme gods openly defied the rules established by the gods, and even the Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun, could not escape being held accountable.

As for the Earthly God-Seeking Great General—

If he truly cursed Ling Feng to death, his guilt would likely be far greater than that of Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun.

But--

While pondering.

"Clang!"

Before Ling Feng, the magic sword soared through the air, cleaving through the Demon-Suppressing Mountain and disappearing into the unknown. A chilling rage seemed to emanate from the magic sword.

This was clearly the wrath of Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun.

He personally intervened to save Ling Feng.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Feng still couldn't escape death. How could he not be furious?

"Could it be that he went to find the Earthly God-Seeking Great General?"

Lin Chao and Sima Han exchanged a glance, sensing that a storm was brewing.

Chen Shang and Luo Ming frowned slightly, their gazes falling on the spot where Lu Qingfeng had perished and vanished, feeling a sense of shared sorrow for the fallen.

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