Forcefully Suppress and Kill

The Prince of Zhenbei chuckled.

Li Qingyue completely broke down, disregarding her princess dignity, and burst into tears, clutching the hem of the Prince of Zhenbei's robes.

"Uncle, I want to go back to the palace!"

Li Ling stubbornly held back his tears, only tilting his head back defiantly with his lips pursed. The Prince of Zhenbei smiled and patted his head, and Li Ling immediately threw himself into the Prince of Zhenbei's arms, his shoulders trembling.

The two were, after all, just children under ten years old.

Previously unaware of the dangers of the world, I have now encountered a calamity and walked on the edge of life and death. Although I was frightened, I have also come to understand many of the great truths that my elders have told me.

A thousand teachings are not as effective as experiencing it yourself.

This was also the purpose of the Prince of Zhenbei.

He didn't have time to watch over his young son all the time; he had to let him grow up eventually, otherwise he would regret it if he secretly ran away without his knowledge.

but.

Seeing his young son in such a state, he couldn't help but feel heartache, and his gaze towards the many Celestial Person of the Demon Sect began to turn indifferent.

now.

Many powerful figures engaged in battle noticed the situation here.

The middle-aged man appeared silently and crushed a Celestial Person Realm to death as easily as squeezing a chick!

The difference is alarmingly large.

"Is this the strength of the ninth-ranked Celestial Person Ranking?" Ning Qi's eyes widened in shock inside the Scripture Pavilion.

He had heard that every ten or so people on the Celestial Person Ranking would experience a qualitative change in strength, but he had only encountered the strongest individuals at the bottom of the Celestial Person Ranking and had no direct experience of it. Now, seeing the King of Zhenbei make his move for the first time, the difference in strength made him feel that the Celestial Person opposite him was only at the Gang Essence Realm.

"Could this guy have already Perfection of the Celestial Person Realm?"

Ning Qi carefully concealed his aura and fluctuations. Now that the King of Zhenbei had appeared, he didn't need to worry about anything else and could only focus on urging the Heavenly Sword to entangle Elder Wang.

When Eunuch Ye, Daoist Longshan, and the butcher saw the Prince of Zhenbei appear, their eyes lit up with excitement.

The powerful figures from the Demon Sect looked on in disbelief.

Even Elder Wang couldn't help but exclaim in shock:

"The Prince of Zhenbei?!"

His voice was sharp and distorted, filled with a hint of fear.

A person's name is like a tree's shadow.

The reputation of the Prince of Zhenbei resounded throughout the Great Flame.

"Shouldn't you be guarding the Northern Barbarians? What are you doing here!"

Elder Wang's gaze fell on Li Ling, as if he had suddenly realized something:

"You actually used your own infant son as bait?! What a cunning scheme!"

The Prince of Zhenbei snorted coldly:

"How dare you! You think you're worthy?"

"You deserve to die for bullying Ling'er!"

He didn't bother to explain, gently stroking Li Ling's head with his left hand while clenching his right fist and slowly blasting it towards Elder Wang.

What appears to be an ordinary punch actually contains many profound mysteries.

Ning Qi's gaze was solemn. He saw a more ingenious combination of spirit, energy, and the power of heaven and earth within it. He was comprehending it and memorizing this punch.

Elder Wang's eyes widened in horror, and his pupils contracted sharply.

He let out a strange cry and, without the slightest hesitation, spat out Essence Blood from his mouth.

Streams of heaven and earth energy gathered around him, mixing with the poisonous mist to form the shape of a giant toad. The giant toad continuously spewed out green poisonous mist, transforming into barriers that blocked the fist imprint.

But it didn't work.

Everything was reduced to dust by this punch; the green mist shattered, and layer upon layer of barriers collapsed.

Elder Wang used all his skills, but they were no match for the pinnacle of Zhenbei Wang's punch.

The poisonous toad cried out and shattered, a light, floating fist imprint slamming into Elder Wang's body.

"Boom!"

A terrifying force erupted, and Elder Wang was almost blasted in two.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, suffering a severe injury.

Ning Qi's eyes flashed slightly. Seizing the opportunity, the Heavenly Sword pierced through the air and struck Elder Wang. Elder Wang was hit by another sword in the back, but the incomparably sharp Heavenly Sword failed to cut him in two.

Elder Wang was injured again, spitting out a mouthful of blood. A blinding blood light flashed and he fled. He didn't even dare to utter a harsh word. He directly used a secret technique to burn his Essence Blood and escape. He couldn't care less about the other Demon Sect Celestial Person.

The Prince of Zhenbei frowned slightly, somewhat surprised:

"Treasure Armor?"

That wasn't an ordinary punch; in theory, it should have shattered the guy, or at the very least rendered him incapacitated.

But Elder Wang, despite taking a punch and a sword, was still able to escape.

They do have some trump cards up their sleeve.

As the bloody light in the distance gradually disappeared, the Prince of Zhenbei ultimately suppressed the idea of giving chase. With his strength, he could catch up, but after glancing at Li Ling and Li Qingyue beside him, he decided to give up.

"That's enough."

He's just an Old Devil, not important.

However, his gaze drifted deeper into the True Martial Sect, his eyes filled with surprise. That sword strike just now had impressed him greatly.

"This Heavenly Sword Real Person does possess some skill, especially since he made his move without any fluctuation of his aura; I didn't even sense where he was. Interesting."

But he didn't intend to investigate further.

Anyone who can cultivate to this level must have some hidden trump cards.

at this time.

The remaining three Demon Sect Celestial Person were terrified when they saw Elder Wang being severely injured and then fleeing. They all tried to escape as well.

However, they lacked both Elder Wang's strength and his Treasure Armor.

With three punches, the King of Zhenbei unleashed three Celestial Person corpses on True Martial Mountain.

Such charm left everyone dazzled and mesmerized.

Everyone looked at the imposing middle-aged man, their eyes filled with awe.

It's truly as easy to kill Celestial Person as to kill a chicken.

Only Ning Qi.

His gaze was fixed on the horizon.

That was the direction Elder Wang had fled in. Looking at the mess left by the True Martial Sect, a cold killing intent rose in his heart. Now that the Zhenbei King was in True Martial Mountain, it was very safe. If the Demon Sect dared to come, they would have to pay the price.

The last sword strike that landed on Elder Wang's back left a mark of Sword Qi within him.

Ning Qi silently activated the Stillness Art and the Form-Shifting and Bone-Changing Technique, and stepped out of the Scripture Pavilion.

In the night sky.

The blood-red light shot out like a rainbow, flying far into the distance and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Elder Wang was still in shock, not yet recovered from the horror of the sudden arrival of the Prince of Zhenbei. That punch almost blasted him apart.

"If it weren't for the Azure Thorn Treasure Armor, I'm afraid I would have already perished on True Martial Mountain."

"Damn the Prince of Zhenbei, damn the Heavenly Sword Real Person!"

He cursed inwardly, but dared not slow down at all, frantically circulating the Blood Burning Technique, fearing that the Prince of Zhenbei would catch up and kill him.

The fear in his heart made him even afraid to turn around.

Although he didn't possess the aura of the King of Zhenbei, that punch was like a nightmare, casting a shadow over him.

However, unlike the old Old Devil Lin who had the power of the Blood Demon Flower to support him, he was now using the Blood Burning Technique, burning his own Essence Blood every second, and his face was turning pale at a visible speed.

I don't know how far they ran.

He only stopped the Blood Burning Secret Technique when he realized that the Prince of Zhenbei was not chasing him.

At this moment, he was emaciated, and his already short body looked even smaller, resembling a miniature skeleton from a distance.

He had already burned nearly half of his Essence Blood.

"Damn it, if I had known the Prince of Zhenbei wasn't coming, I shouldn't have burned my blood for so long."

Elder Wang's heart was bleeding.

Essence Blood are the essence of the human body. If more than half of it is lost, it will damage the foundation of the body. And now, this situation will also shorten his lifespan considerably. But before, he was so panicked that he didn't dare to stop.

Elder Wang landed on a mountain range, slightly out of breath.

He reflected on the strangeness of the night raid on True Martial Mountain. He initially thought it was the Prince of Zhenbei fishing, but then he realized that he had no idea that his son and Princess Qingyue were in the delegation.

Does that mean he was just plain unlucky?

Thinking of this, Elder Wang was so angry he felt like vomiting blood.

If I had known, I would have attacked them a few days earlier.

With things having come to this, he could only suppress his frustration and anger, sit down to regulate his breathing and stabilize his injuries, and discuss the follow-up with the sect after returning. Just thinking about the loss of four more Celestial Person Realm him want to vomit blood. In just a few short months, the Demon Sect had suffered heavy losses.

Cultivating a Celestial Person Realm is no easy feat.

After only a short while of recuperation, Elder Wang's heart skipped a beat. He instinctively dodged into the air, but a sharp Sword Qi struck, splitting the tree he was sitting on in two. The Sword Qi aura roared into the forest, leaving a terrifying sword mark.

Who is it?!

Elder Wang roared angrily, "It's truly a case of a tiger fallen into the plains being bullied by dogs. When you're down on your luck, you can be ambushed anywhere. If he hadn't been so vigilant, he would have sensed the fluctuations as soon as the Sword Qi was unleashed, and he would probably have been injured again."

Ning Qi arrived, now appearing as an old Daoist priest with white hair.

Elder Wang immediately realized:

"Heavenly Sword Real Person?!"

He gritted his teeth.

I can't believe that the Prince of Zhenbei didn't chase after us, but this old bastard did.

Ning Qi snorted coldly:

"You reacted quite quickly."

However, he wasn't surprised. If it were that simple, the other party would have died on True Martial Mountain long ago.

Elder Wang held his breath and, after discovering that Ning Qi was alone, breathed a slight sigh of relief. He remained wary of Ning Qi's Heavenly Sword, which had made him somewhat apprehensive. In his injured state, he might not be a match for him and needed to find a way to escape.

But to his surprise...

The Heavenly Sword Real Person opposite him showed no sign of gathering Sword Qi.

Ning Qi looked at Elder Wang, whose aura was waning, and said nothing more.

He connected with the pseudo-elixir within his body, and the power of heaven and earth gradually gathered around him.

Ning Qi stepped into the sky, and faint roars of True Dragon and divine eagles could be heard. Lightning gradually appeared on his body. Elder Wang was shocked, as if the old Daoist priest in front of him had disappeared and replaced by a thunderous divine tiger. What shocked him the most was that Ning Qi's body size increased rapidly with each step he took.

In just a few steps, the white-haired old Daoist priest in front of him had become a giant several meters tall. The muscles bulging under his Daoist robe gleamed with lightning, and the vigorous Life Essence made him gasp in shock.

What happened to the prophecy that Heavenly Sword Real Person was nearing its end?

Ning Qi gave him no chance to catch his breath.

His figure rapidly tore through the air, and his fist, crackling with lightning, pressed down like a mountain.

He was eager to test the power of the Ape King's true form.

This secret technique had never been practiced since its inception, and now was the perfect opportunity. He discovered that perhaps because the Ape King's true form was born from the bloodline of the White Ape, it had a greater compatibility with the fake core, and the power it unleashed exceeded his expectations.

"Boom!"

Elder Wang's expression changed drastically. The poisonous palm print he had unleashed was shattered by Ning Qi's punch, which unleashed a burst of lightning as the giant fist slammed into Elder Wang.

In the mountains and forests, Elder Wang was plowed out with a track a hundred feet long, smashing countless trees and rocks, and finally embedded in the cliff face.

Elder Wang coughed up blood, feeling as if his bones were about to break.

Ning Qi raised an eyebrow in his evaluation:

"They're pretty tough."

Elder Wang struggled free and looked at the giant old Daoist priest with horror in his eyes. This was simply a humanoid Fierce Beasts. Even in his prime, he probably wouldn't be a match for it, let alone in his current half-dead state.

He had only one thought in his mind: escape, escape as quickly as possible!

He gritted his teeth, his blood boiling, and he soared into the sky.

But Ning Qi was already waiting for him. The tiger's roar shook the sky, and Ning Qi raised his leg, like a pillar of Heavenly Thunder, and stepped on Elder Wang's back.

With a loud bang, Elder Wang was blasted into the ground. He got up again, his hair disheveled and his clothes tattered. The blue Treasure Armor beneath him surprised Ning Qi.

"Let's see how long you can hold out."

Even the most powerful Treasure Armor has its limits.

Ning Qi swooped down, following closely like a shadow, and threw another punch at Elder Wang's head. Fortunately, Elder Wang was still conscious and managed to dodge the attack, raising his fist to meet the blow.

As expected, Elder Wang was blasted away again, spitting out a mist of blood.

In the mountains and forests.

The earth shook violently, as if two beast kings were fighting. Some Mutant Beast hiding deep in the mountains were terrified and fled.

But they didn't realize that this was a one-sided repression.

Ning Qi Qi's simple and unadorned punches shattered Elder Wang's arrogance, breaking all his bones and causing extremely serious injuries. If he did not receive timely treatment, he would soon die, and he was completely powerless to resist.

"No, Heavenly Sword Real Person, you cannot kill me! If you kill me, countless powerful figures from my Holy Gate will one day annihilate True Martial Mountain!"

Elder Wang was held in Ning Qi's palm, begging for mercy in terror.

"If you let me go, all grudges will be wiped away from now on."

Ning Qi calmly gazed at Elder Wang and spoke softly:

I think you've misunderstood.

Elder Wang was taken aback.

Ning Qi gently clenched his fist, then tightened it, and blood mist spread from between his thumb and forefinger. He opened his hand, looked at Elder Wang's corpse, and said softly:

"It was the Prince of Zhenbei who killed you."