Fifth-Tier Expert's Pursuit!

"...I'll kill you too."

The instant his words fell, the spear tip was less than three inches from Gao Bancheng's throat!

"How dare you!"

"Insolence!"

Two furious, aged roars rang out at once! The two gray-robed elders beside Gao Bancheng, who had stood like clay statues until now, finally moved!

They had been watching Chen Haidong warily and guarding against Lin Ming, but they had never imagined that Lin Ming would act at such a moment, in such a manner,

Yet his gaze remained icy. Dragon Roaming Step activated beneath his feet in an instant, and borrowing the force of the left elder's palm strike, he drifted backward like a falling willow leaf, narrowly evading the second finger strike that followed from the elder on the right.

The entire sequence was as swift as lightning.

By the time Lin Ming steadied himself more than ten meters away, his right wrist, which held the spear, was already drenched in blood, white bone visible beneath the torn flesh. Waves of searing pain washed over him; he had clearly suffered no light injury.

Yet he still gripped the Silver Frost Spear firmly, its tip slanting toward the ground as dark golden blood slowly dripped down its shaft.

He raised his head, his gaze passing over the two gray-robed elders, whose faces were grim and killing intent undisguised, before settling on Gao Bancheng. Frightened out of his wits, Gao Bancheng clutched his neck, his face as pale as a ghost and his legs trembling.

Then Lin Ming slowly spoke. His voice trembled faintly from the agony in his wrist, but it remained clear, carrying a chilling calm and indifference.

"Quiet now?"

The air seemed to freeze into a block of heavy ice, crushing everyone's breath. The wilderness was filled with thick bloodlust, killing intent, and a terrifying pressure on the verge of erupting with world-destroying force.

Gao Bancheng covered the burning wound on his neck. His fingers could clearly feel warm blood seeping out. Though the wound was not deep, the icy sensation of brushing past death made every hair on his body stand on end. His legs went weak beyond his control, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.

His eyes were wide as he stared fixedly at the young man more than ten meters away, whose wrist was dripping with blood but who still stood with his spear in hand, his eyes cold and calm. Gao Bancheng's heart pounded as if it would explode.

Madman! This guy is absolutely a completely deranged madman! At the life-or-death moment when Fifth-Tier expert Chen Haidong had arrived, instead of running or begging for mercy, he actually tried to kill me, a mere "bystander," first?!

Just because I said a few extra words? Does he not know what the Gao Household represents?!

The two gray-robed elders stood guard before Gao Bancheng, one on each side, their faces dark as water and killing intent surging in their eyes.

They had never expected that, right before their eyes, their young master would nearly be speared to death by this reckless brat!

Though they had blocked the strike at the final moment and wounded their opponent, this was undoubtedly a tremendous humiliation to their duty as guards—and a grave provocation against the dignity of the Gao Household!

If not for Chen Haidong eyeing them like a tiger from the side, liable to go berserk at any moment, they would have already joined forces and torn this brat to pieces!

Xia He was stunned as well. Covering her small mouth, she looked at Lin Ming's bloodied wrist and still-upright figure, her heart filled with worry, shock, and an indescribably complex emotion.

Was he really not afraid of death? Or, in his eyes, was death more acceptable than bowing his head to someone like Gao Bancheng?

Chen Haidong, resembling a blood-red demon god, was already hovering in midair, less than a hundred meters above the ground.

The blood-red aura rolling around him was like boiling magma, scorching the surrounding air until it twisted and warped.

Those crimson, bloodlike eyes locked firmly onto Lin Ming below, churning with bone-deep hatred, fury, and... a trace of wariness that even he himself had not noticed.

Yes, wariness.

That sudden spear thrust Lin Ming had launched at Gao Bancheng had been fast, ruthless, and decisive! There had been no wasted movement, no hesitation or fear. His target had been clear, and his killing intent pure!

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The resolve and savagery that erupted in that instant had made even Chen Haidong, a Fifth-Tier expert tempered by countless battles, feel a flicker of dread.

This brat was ruthless toward his enemies, but even more ruthless toward himself! He did not follow any conventional logic at all!

More importantly, Chen Haidong had seen it clearly: at the instant Lin Ming thrust his spear, his aura, footwork, and circulation of blood and qi had all reached an almost perfect state of harmony!

Though that strike had seemed simple, it had faintly touched upon the threshold of some kind of "Dao." It was the manifestation of martial skill cultivated to an extremely profound realm, nearly becoming instinct!

How old was this brat? How could he possibly have cultivated martial skills to such a level? And that terrifying strength and condensed blood and qi... he was practically inhuman!

"This child's talent is monstrous... and his nature is too vicious! He cannot be allowed to live!"

Chen Haidong's killing intent boiled to its peak. The potential and threat Lin Ming had displayed had far exceeded his original estimates.

Given time, this child would surely become a great scourge to the Chen Household and might even overturn the entire Chen Household! He had to be completely crushed with thunderous force before he truly matured!

"Little beast! Pay for my son's life!!!"

Chen Haidong no longer hesitated, nor did he wish to give Lin Ming another chance to catch his breath or "perform."

He threw back his head and let out a roar of boundless fury. The blood-red aura around him exploded outward, like a sea of blood rolling backward! He raised his right hand, curled his five fingers into a claw, and grasped at Lin Ming below from afar!

"Heaven-Shaking Seal!"

Rumble!!!

Heaven and earth seemed to tremble! A massive palm seal spanning more than thirty meters, formed entirely from blood-red qi condensed to the extreme, appeared out of thin air above Lin Ming!

The lines on the palm seal were distinct, like the hand of a god or demon, radiating a terrifying pressure capable of suppressing heaven and earth and destroying all things!

Before the seal even descended, the ground within several hundred meters below had already begun to crack and sink soundlessly! The compressed air let out explosive booms under unbearable strain!

This was Chen Haidong's signature technique, the S-rank martial skill, Heaven-Shaking Seal!

With one palm strike, it could shake heaven and earth with limitless power! In his fury, Chen Haidong held nothing back, determined to smash this dangerously threatening little beast into pulp and wipe out both body and soul!

The horrifying pressure pressed down as though it were tangible. The ground beneath Lin Ming instantly exploded. He let out a muffled groan, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth as every bone in his body creaked, as if he would be crushed apart the next moment!

The Indestructible Asura Body's Boiling War Blood passive activated madly, transforming his injuries and pressure into even more violent fighting spirit and strength. But he knew clearly that the gap between the Third Tier and Fifth Tier was simply too great!

It was a chasm between levels of life and the very nature of energy! Even with an SSS-rank talent, perfect-level martial skills, and an A-rank weapon, facing this full-force Fifth-Tier killing blow, he had almost no chance of survival!

In the end, he had simply had too little time to develop. If he had another few months—or even a few days—to absorb those five hundred thousand-plus Kill Points and raise his cultivation several more levels, perhaps... there might have been a sliver of hope.

But now...

There was nowhere to evade! Nothing he could block!

Dark golden light flashed wildly in Lin Ming's eyes. It was the sign that the active talent Asura Unmatched was about to activate. Even if he died, he would leave this old dog with an unforgettable memory before he did!

However, at the critical instant when the blood-red Heaven-Shaking Seal was about to descend and completely engulf Lin Ming—

A faint spatial ripple, so slight it could almost be ignored, quietly spread less than a foot before Lin Ming.

Then, a figure appeared there without warning, as though stepping out from an ink-wash painting.

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