A Backstab in the Shadows, Qiangliang Rises

Minghe was furious, which enraged the Three Corpse Gods. The Yuantu Abi Twin Swords were intercepted midway through their flight!

This was not only a provocation against him, but also an attempt to destroy him and plunge him into a terrible predicament.

Who exactly is it?

A deep killing intent flashed in Minghe's eyes as he tried to control his twin swords to break free from the cage of the giant hand.

At that moment, another golden light flew in at lightning speed and became entangled with the two swords.

Facing the Yuantu Abi Twin Swords, he was in no way at a disadvantage.

"This is... Dragon-Headed Staff."

"Duke of the East!"

The Minghe roared, unleashing a deafening howl. In its gaze, a white figure slowly appeared, exuding an aura of proud immortality.

He wore a cold smile, and a hint of pleasure. No one in the world could harbor such hatred for the Minghe.

It was none other than the long-lost Duke of the East.

Now that he has returned, his cultivation has broken through to the Daluo Golden Immortal. The tremendous change has even shocked the Minghe.

The Duke of the East's cultivation speed was actually no slower than his.

After disappearing for so long, they suddenly cause trouble at this crucial moment, betraying us in secret.

"Duke of the East, I spared your life in the past, but now you've come seeking your own death. Do you have enough of your life?"

Minghe gave a cold shout, his eyes flashing with a chilling light.

The powerful beings on Mount Shouyang watched with great interest. Some of them wanted to make a move against the Minghe, but were stopped by Cangwu.

"Let the dogs fight it out."

"Our only responsibility is to protect the Human Emperor's treasure; everything else is none of our business."

He said with a smile that he would keep Human Emperor Ziwei's words in mind.

The powerful figures nodded, then sat back and watched the dogfight unfold.

"Minghe, stop pretending. I escaped on my own merits; do I need you to let me go?"

"If you can't catch up, you can't catch up."

The Duke of the East said coldly, having reappeared openly and honestly. Now that his cultivation had greatly improved, he was not afraid of anyone coveting his magic treasures.

Those powerful figures who once pursued him have been secretly remembered, and he will slowly settle accounts and take revenge later.

"You're asking for it! I'd like to see how you get out of here this time!"

With a loud Minghe, Styx tore through the void and attacked Duke of the East. The two clashed instantly, their divine lights, one red and one white, illuminating the heavens.

"My son Minghe, last time your realm was higher than mine, now we are equals, it's hard to say who will live and who will die."

Duke of the East chuckled, showing no sign of panic, displaying an unusual composure.

As they clashed, the Ancestral Witch, who had been plotting for a long time, finally couldn't hold back any longer and made her move.

The target was the Dragon-Headed Staff and the Yuantu Abi Twin Swords.

"Hehe... Lingbao, I'm here!"

Qiangliang laughed loudly, and the lightning transformed into a giant hand, grabbing at it fiercely.

At this moment, the heavens and earth were in an uproar. Everyone was shocked by Qiangliang's audacity. Facing the breakthrough of Minghe and Duke of the East, he still dared to snatch their magic treasures. He was truly fearless!

As expected, Minghe and the Duke of the East were enraged and simultaneously unleashed a powerful palm strike, which killed them instantly.

Two fierce attacks landed, engulfing the entire Thunder-Fire Tribe. Qiangliang roared and used the Nine-Turn Technique, causing his body to grow wildly, instantly reaching a height of ten thousand feet.

However, the methods of Daluo Golden Immortal far surpassed those of Perfected Grand Unity Golden Immortal. With just a casual attack, Qiangliang's body was torn apart, with bloody ravines spreading everywhere and blood flowing like streams.

His physical body was under immense pressure and could collapse at any moment. Qiangliang gritted his teeth and endured it, his soul roaring.

"Damn it! Break through for Laozi!"

Qiangliang let out a long roar that echoed through the heavens. As his voice fell, his entire spine glowed, emanating a vast and boundless aura.

Like a real dragon, it came to life, and its immense blood energy surged from bottom to top, reaching straight to the top of the head.

"Boom!"

The sky collapsed and the earth cracked. Qiangliang's aura suddenly erupted and grew wildly. His whole body was like a furnace of heaven and earth, and his blood energy spread in all directions, reflecting the sky.

At this moment, he finally broke through his cultivation level and became Daluo Golden Immortal.

With the help of the Duke of the East and the Minghe, they forcibly broke through the barrier and succeeded.

"Minghe, Duke of the East, take this Laozi!"

Qiangliang laughed loudly and threw a punch that shattered the void, accompanied by thunder.

The terrifying sound was like a thunderclap, shaking the universe and causing billions of living beings to tremble.

The Duke of the East and the Minghe's expressions changed drastically; they dared not take the attack head-on and dodged it.

"Qiangliang, did you deliberately use us to break through your cultivation level?"

The Duke of the East frowned, his face grim, and asked.

This Ancestral Witch seems different from before; she looks sneaky and honest, but she's actually quite cunning.

Intentionally stealing a magical treasure to force them to act—who in their right mind would do that? It's pure suicide.

"Get out of my way! Laozi only want your magic weapons! Why would I need to break through my cultivation level to fight you?"

"This is just something I did incidentally, you understand?"

Qiangliang didn't answer directly, but instead cursed loudly, and then tried to snatch the spiritual treasure.

He couldn't wait to get his hands on a magical artifact and try it out.

"You bastard!"

"You wretched creature, are you courting death?"

The Duke of the East and the Minghe were furious and attacked, but Qiangliang was tough and showed no fear.

The current Qiangliang is just like the Great Witch of his past life—fierce and incredibly powerful. What's most amazing is that he also knows magic.

He is both literate and martial, and stands out from the crowd.

The three fought fiercely, causing the void to twist and shatter. This terrifying power made many powerful beings tremble with fear and feel inferior.

"Rumble..."

A series of world-destroying thunderclaps erupted as Qiangliang transformed into the Thunder God, dominating a region of heaven and earth. His combat power was astonishing; he managed to seize the Yuantu Sword from the hands of Duke of the East and Minghe.

"Haha, you're the one! From now on, you will be my Qiangliang's sword!"

Qiangliang laughed heartily, as happy as an innocent child.

"Let go of me now!"

Minghe roared, raised his hand and pointed, and the Yuantu Sword in Qiangliang's hand began to vibrate violently, about to be thrown out of his hand.

"Trying to steal my treasure? No way!"

Qiangliang raised his hand to temporarily suppress the Yuantu Sword and said matter-of-factly.

The Yuantu Sword, which he had just acquired, already belonged to him and was included in the genealogy of the Qiang Clan.

Minghe was so angry he was about to explode. He hurriedly snatched the Abi Sword back into his hand and then slashed at it.

"Horrible!"

Duke of the East quickly put away the Dragon-Headed Staff, fearing that if he was too late, the walking stick would change its name.

Then, with a flick of his eye, he withdrew from the battlefield, no longer intending to fight.

Qiangliang stole the Minghe's magical treasure, so the two sides will inevitably fight to the death. Let them fight it out; no matter who gets hurt or killed in the end, I will benefit.

As Duke of the East thought this, the cold smile on his lips grew wider and wider.

Just as he had expected, Minghe was now on the verge of losing his mind; the series of blows had brought him to the brink of collapse.

He only had eyes for Qiangliang, and wished he could grind him to dust.

Get out of my way.

Qiangliang coldly shouted and slapped Minghe across the face several times in succession.

The force was so great that it caused the head of the Minghe to rotate 365 degrees.

"You're really pushing your luck! Stealing your treasure is an insult to you. Why don't I steal from the Duke of the East?"

Qiangliang shouted fiercely.