Is It I Who Harmed You?
"Not good!"
Lu Ming tried to defend himself, but the speed was too fast...
At this moment, he finally realized the gap between himself and people like the Holy Son, and at the same time, he felt despair.
Just a single 'glance' made him feel an overwhelming sense of impending death!
Can a single glance kill you?
His face turned deathly pale, and he had no time to dodge.
But just as the two bolts of lightning shooting from the Holy Son's eyes were about to strike Lu Ming's chest, an 'eggshell' suddenly appeared...
Bite!
Although they were not metal, they made a sound like metal colliding when they collided. Then, the two chains were flung away and buried in the ground, leaving two eyeball-sized craters on the ground, the depth of which was unknown.
"A defensive artifact?"
The Holy Son sneered, "Get lost if you don't want to die!"
He strode forward...
Lu Ming felt ice-cold all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, but... he still didn't move aside and stood blocking the doorway!
"If it weren't for the Protective Magical Artifact bestowed upon me by my master's wife, I would probably already be..."
"He... he really wants to kill me?!"
Lu Ming immediately felt unparalleled anger and resentment.
The Holy Son?!
So what?!
He's just a little bit older than me in cultivation. If I were given some time, what would the Holy Son do?!
He stood there, motionless.
The Holy Son finally stopped three feet away from him, looking at him coldly. "Do you think that with this Protective Magical Artifact, I, the Holy Son, cannot do anything to you?"
"Your Holy Son Your Highness..."
Before Lu Ming could respond, Fan Jianqiang, who was trembling beside him, said, "He is my junior brother, a disciple of Wine God Peak. He has only recently joined the sect, so please don't take offense..."
"And who are you?"
The Holy Son Holy Son's gaze shifted slightly. "You dare to try and dissuade me?"
"Forehead..."
Fan Jianqiang was a little embarrassed. "I... am from Wine God Peak. My master is Jiu Wu."
"Give Jiu Wu some face, okay?"
"If Jiu Wu Shishu were here, I would certainly give him face."
The Holy Son sneered, "But this time, your junior brother blocked my way first, so how can you blame me for not giving you face?"
"Even if my Jiu Wu Shishu comes in person, I will make him make way for me. Otherwise, he is courting death. Why should I, the Holy Son, give face to anyone?"
That's what I meant.
But the Holy Son still turned back to look at Lu Ming: "Since you are the Jiu Wu, I will give you a way out. Why don't you get out of my way?!"
"..."
The contemptuous, indifferent, and icy gaze of the Holy Son was like a series of long, sharp swords, piercing deeply into Lu Ming's heart...
Originally, he could have given in, after all, his relationship with Qi Zixiao hadn't reached the point of protecting each other to the death.
The reason I stepped forward was simply to reciprocate the favor; I felt it was my duty to stand up for her...
But what was the result?
The Holy Son actually intended to kill me with a single move, and it was all just a glance...
If it weren't for the Protective Magical Artifact given to me by my master's wife, I would already be a corpse!
At this moment, he looked at me with such coldness and indifference, as if even a simple "get out" was a favor...
I, Lu Ming, have always acted uprightly and sat properly. Why would I need such charity?
It's just a matter of cultivating for a few more years, what's so special about that?!
Humiliation!
But... he refused to give in!
Even if I die, so be it? Today, I would rather die than surrender!
Lu Ming's eyes widened, and he replied coldly, "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, never underestimate a young man's potential!"
"So what if you're extraordinary today? One day, I'll make you regret what you've done!"
Buzz!
He moved!
Under the aura of the Holy Son, Lu Ming had difficulty mobilizing even a trace of True Essence within his body. But at this moment, his special physique— the Ten Thousand Stars Body —seemed to sense the passion in his heart, and his starlight shone brightly!
The Ten Thousand Stars Art also began to operate spontaneously, and the two combined to complement each other.
Boom!!!
A deafening roar erupted from within Lu Ming's body as his Golden Core shattered...
Instead, a radiant 'infant' resided within the Dantian, Shattered Core...Formed Infant!
"Kill!!!"
Lu Ming made his move.
Despite the vast difference in strength, and despite knowing it was like an ant trying to shake a tree, he still pressed forward and launched an attack on the Holy Son!
"Will I regret Holy Son in the future?"
The Holy Son laughed, completely disregarding the attack. "Unfortunately, you have no future."
fear?
Fear, so they nip it in the bud?
With his invincible belief, why would he fear a mere Nascent Soul Realm cultivator? So what if he has Ten Thousand Stars Body? He, the Holy Son ... does he not also possess a spiritual body?!
"In that case, die."
"You also cultivate the Ten Thousand Stars Art? Then I'll show you what the true Ten Thousand Stars Art is!"
Boom!
It blotted out the sky and blocked out the sun!
In the blink of an eye, with the Holy Son's intervention, the heavens... changed!
The stars shone brightly, and countless Starlight Power entered his body, empowering him and instantly doubling Holy Son aura!
"A mere protective artifact? I'll break it!"
At the last second, the Holy Son made his move, striking first despite being late, with a single punch that slammed into the 'eggshell' on Lu Ming's body.
Click!
The eggshell shimmered; it didn't burst, but cracks appeared...
"Your Holy Son Your Highness, please forgive us when you can. How about I apologize to you on behalf of my junior brother?"
Fan Jianqiang ran to the vicinity, repeatedly clasped his hands in a fist salute, and kept muttering to himself without stopping.
"What should we do now?"
"Sigh, I told you long ago not to come to such dangerous places, but you wouldn't listen, Junior Brother Lu. What are we going to do now?"
"You'd better admit your mistake quickly, or else..."
"Shut up! If you utter another word, I'll kill you too!"
The Holy Son's long hair fluttered wildly, making him look like a demon god. He threw another punch, and this time, the 'eggshell' activated by the Protective Magical Artifact could no longer withstand it. It exploded with a bang, turning into countless points of light and disappearing.
"Boom!"
The third punch.
Lu Ming still didn't move aside. The calamity of death was right before his eyes, but he gritted his teeth and stared intently...
"A man should have pride; he may be killed, but he will not be humiliated!"
He recalled the words his mother had whispered in his ear when he was a child, which strengthened his resolve.
"Even in death, one must not be dishonored!"
He growled, ready to face his death.
but...
Bite!!!!!!
Another crisp sound rang out, and before anyone knew it, another layer of eggshell had appeared on his body...
The Holy Son was taken aback.
Even Lu Ming himself was stunned.
The jade pendant given to me by my master's wife is clearly broken, so...?
He was taken aback, and following the source, he finally discovered the thing that activated this 'eggshell': the Wine Gourd at his waist!
This Wine Gourd was given to me by Senior Brother Fan on the day I first entered Wine God Peak. He even said that if I drank all the wine inside, he would teach me how to cultivate immortality!
The wine was definitely not finished.
Cultivating immortality... he had long since embarked on the Immortal Path, but he had always kept this Wine Gourd hanging on his waist and never paid it any attention.
Until now.
Lu Ming was stunned.
The Holy Son's gaze sharpened slightly, and he made another move.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Three punches in a row failed to break the eggshell, demonstrating that its hardness was even greater than the Protective Magical Artifact bestowed upon him by Tian Qi ...
Even so, after four punches, the eggshell could barely hold on and was on the verge of breaking.
However, the Holy Son still did not stop...
Lu Ming's face turned deathly pale once again.
Okay!
Time and time again I thought I was going to die, and it's happened two or three times already. This time... it must be for real, right?
Aren't you scared?
How could I not be scared!?
Especially in this situation where he was constantly testing the limits of life and death, Lu Ming was full of enthusiasm but also a little scared. However... he still didn't want to back down!
"Sigh... Your Holy Son Your Highness, isn't that enough?"
Just as the Holy Son threw another punch, Fan Jianqiang suddenly said, "My junior brother was at most a little disrespectful in his words, but... it's common for men to have hot blood, why do you have to go for the kill?"
To kill?
The Holy Son snorted coldly, unwilling to speak again.
Was he determined to kill him?
It's clear he's preventing this Holy Son from obtaining the treasure! If this continues, Qi Zixiao might already have gotten his hands on it!
Moreover, there was also the Nine Dragons Holy Son watching from behind. Although the Divine Calculator's outburst surprised the Holy Son, he could also see that the Divine Calculator was just putting on a brave front. Who knew how long he could hold on?
When he can't hold on any longer, won't that be the time for Zou Hu to make his move?
If I haven't succeeded by then, won't I have to face both Qi Zixiao and Zou Hu at the same time?!
Without pausing for a moment, he slammed his fist down again...
"I said..."
Fan Jianqiang's voice came again. "Can't you hear me, Your Holy Son Your Highness..."
"You can hit my men, but if you break my Wine Gourd and waste my wine... I'll never forgive you."
"You think you're worthy?"
The Holy Son scoffed, and his men intensified their attacks.
However, he failed to notice that Fan Jianqiang, who had been trembling and timid before, straightened his back and stood tall like a dragon at this moment!
"Yes, indeed. How could a mere ordinary disciple of Wine God Peak compare to the Holy Son?"
Fan Jianqiang chuckled, took a step, and vanished from the spot...
When it reappeared, it was right in front of Lu Ming, opposite the Holy Son!
"You?!"
The Holy Son was shocked to see the figure suddenly appear. "You?! Teleportation?!"
What is teleportation?
That's a technique only experts at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage or above can master. This guy, an unknown disciple of the Wine God Peak, who always seemed so timid and cowardly, actually...
Can teleport?!
When!!!
What met the Holy Son's fist was no longer an eggshell... but the Wine Gourd on Fan Jianqiang's body.
Boom!!!
It was just a fleeting moment.
The Holy Son felt an incredibly terrifying force strike him, as if it were not a Wine Gourd at all, but a terrifying mountain range composed of 100,000 mountains, which was extremely heavy!
"Ah!!!"
He burst forth with endless starlight, which instantly filled all directions, making it impossible to see anything...
"Senior brother!"
Lu Ming's eyes stung with pain as he finally came to his senses. Looking at Fan Jianqiang, who was standing in front of him, he cried out in anguish, "You... you're alright?!"
"It's my fault!"
His eyes were filled with tears...