The next moment, two Earth Cave martial artists kneeling on the ground suddenly sprang up, attempting to harm Lu Hao. But in the blink of an eye, one was cleaved apart with a single slash, while the other's head was crushed directly by mental power. Wan He's mental power was no joke. He could crush an eighth-rank golden body with mental power alone. After all, even a newly advanced pinnacle expert only had that much mental power. Crushing eighth-ranks was child's play. The other three still kneeling on the ground trembled even harder at the sight. Shaking, they took out their divine weapons from their Three-Focus Gates and raised them above their heads. They had come for profit in the first place and were all cowards afraid of death. Though they understood that Lu Hao would likely kill them after making them hand over their divine weapons, they had no courage to resist. They could only hope Lu Hao would keep his word.
Lu Hao collected the three men's divine weapons. No wonder they had surrendered—three eighth-ranks, yet all they had were Rank Seven divine weapons. After putting the weapons away, Lu Hao decided to grant them a swift death in consideration of their voluntarily offering up their weapons. Spare them?
That was impossible. If Lu Hao spared them now, news about him would be exposed the moment he turned around. It might even create trouble for humanity's current situation.
"You have no honor! You said you'd spare—"
"Demon! You'll die a horrible death—"
Seeing Lu Hao make his move after taking their divine weapons, the two kneeling Earth Cave martial artists cursed furiously and tried to resist. But it was all futile. Lu Hao dealt with them with ease.
After killing them all, Lu Hao began cleaning up the