The might of a Divine Wheel martial artist

"Divine Wheel Realm? Who are you?" Wan Xiong stared intently at Wei Hai, his eyes filled with terror.

"You are nothing but scum of the Bai'e Cult, unworthy to know my name! Die!"

Suspended in mid-air, Wei Hai had a thought, and in an instant, a massive amount of deep blue energy surged from his body, like a torrent rushing forward, suddenly transforming into two large hands, one on the left and one on the right, fiercely grabbing at Wan Xiong and Wan Hao on the left and right sides.

These two large hands moved with incredible agility, as if they were truly part of Wei Hai's body.

The two tried to dodge, but they couldn't escape at all, because along with the two huge hands came a tsunami-like shockwave. The sudden impact made it difficult for them to even stand.

With a swift grab and a snap, the two were completely captured in his palms and suddenly lifted into the air.

The next instant, the two giant hands exerted force. Wan Hao on the left was weak and could not withstand this terrifying force. His body suddenly exploded and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Wan Xiong struggled desperately on the right, but the large hand gripped him tighter and tighter, the pressure increasing.

A series of cracking sounds came from Wan Xiong's body, a sign that his bones were breaking under the immense pressure. Then, his internal organs were squeezed, leaving internal injuries, and blood gushed out from his seven orifices.

"No!"

Spare me!

Wan Xiong was terrified and kept screaming. At one moment, his body suddenly collapsed and turned into a cloud of blood mist that drifted into the world.

"Divine Wheel expert is truly terrifying!" Lin Qing thought to himself.

Such methods are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. No matter how strong one's physical body is, it is absolutely impossible to defeat Divine Wheel expert.

Even the strongest forces cannot be fully utilized when Wei Hai flies through the sky and attacks from a distance using his True Qi.

"If I encounter Divine Wheel expert, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape, and resistance will surely lead to my death, Non-Self archery skills improve significantly!" Lin Qing thought to himself.

He possesses the Sun-Shooting Bow and a fourth-rank archery technique, the Heavenwind Nine Arrows, but it is too difficult to master in a short period of time, unless one encounters a corpse carrying this martial art.

Just as he was pondering this, Wei Hai descended from the sky. He glanced around and saw that the other powerful members of the Ten Thousand Snakes Cult were scattering and fleeing.

"Since you're here, don't leave."

As he spoke, a powerful blue aura rose from his body, then split into thirteen, transforming into thirteen energy snakes that shot out in a flash, rushing towards the surrounding Ten Thousand Snakes Cult Martial Artist from different directions.

In an instant, the thirteen qi snakes caught up with the thirteen Martial Artist with the strongest blood energy and immediately coiled around their necks.

The thirteen people immediately fell to the ground and struggled violently.

However, the rope formed by the serpent quickly tightened, and the heads of the thirteen people were immediately strangled to the ground.

The remaining dozens of people had already taken the opportunity to escape, but these were all weaklings, and Wei Hai didn't bother to make a move against them.

"Uncle Hai, you're amazing! When will I be able to fly and teleport like you? You're like an immortal!" Wei Dong laughed heartily.

Wei Hai swayed, feeling a little dizzy. Despite his imposing manner just now, he had actually consumed a great deal of True Qi. Normally, Divine Wheel Realm expert should use close combat as the primary means of fighting, and using True Qi for ranged attacks is a secondary option.

He took a deep breath, replenished his True Qi, and stabilized his condition. He said softly, "With your Talent, young master, it's only a matter of time before you surpass me. Not to mention the Divine Wheel, you could even reach the Dharma Aspect Realm."

"Haha, Uncle Hai is the best at flattering me." Wei Dong laughed heartily.

"Mr. Wei, how many experts at the Divine Wheel Realm like yourself are there in Shuzhou City?" Lin Qing suddenly asked.

"The number of people is no more than a hundred. In this entire state, the Martial Artist standing at the top are at the Dharma Aspect Realm, not the Divine Wheel, and their number is no more than ten."

Wei Hai Haidao.

Lin Qing nodded slightly; however, the answer of one hundred matched his initial estimate.

Divine Wheel Martial Artist have a long lifespan, more than twice that of ordinary people. However, the difficulty is extremely high. If a Prefectural City is unlucky, it may not produce a single Divine Wheel Martial Artist for thirty to fifty years.

"There's still one person alive. I'll spare his life to make it easier to extract information from him," Wei Hai added.

He was referring, of course, to Wan Ying, who was seriously injured but not dead.

Wei Hai reached out and grabbed, a powerful and agile True Qi enveloped Wan Ying and pulled her directly in front of him. The latter was a tough nut to crack; her eyes were wide open as she stared intently at Lin Qing and the other two, without uttering a word.

"Who sent you, and what is your purpose?" Wei Hai asked.

"Hmph, at this point, you still expect me to speak up? What if I do speak? What if I don't?" Wan Ying said coldly.

"I told you I'd give you a quick and painless death!" Wei Dong said, kicking him.

Wan Ying sneered, "Go ahead and do it. I won't say a word. The road to the underworld is long, I'll be waiting for you!"

Wei Hai frowned. "Since you don't want to die a quick and painless death, then I'll make you suffer a little."

He joined two fingers together, a deep blue aura swirling around their tips, about to strike with one finger.

Lin Qing suddenly said, "Mr. Wei, let me do it."

Wei Hai paused his movements, thought for a moment, then took a step back, the True Qi at his fingertips dissipating.

Lin Qing suddenly slashed out with his sword, Wan Ying's head fell to the ground, blood gushing out like a fountain.

Then, flames of Gang Qi rose from his palm, and he placed his hand on the corpse, quickly burning it to ashes.

"Killing him with one stroke was too easy for the kid, and besides, we didn't get any useful information out of him," Wei Dong said.

"It's alright. I know without even asking me. It must have been done by Li Wantao, the leader of the Bai'e Cult. I killed the one possessed by the Spirit-Devouring Demon Child, so he must hold a grudge against me. We just need to be careful from now on," Lin Qing said.

"Good."

Over the next few hours, because many people were poisoned by the three Wan brothers, Lin Qing and the others had to stop to detoxify them.

Wei Hai, being experienced, obtained some simple medicinal herbs from the town's central pharmacy and brewed a large pot of medicinal soup. Each person received a bowl, and their symptoms immediately subsided after swallowing it.

At daybreak, the group set off again.

Inside the carriage, Lin Qing glanced at Wan Ying's soul light points and chose to absorb them directly. Immediately, a lot of information appeared in his mind.

Not long after, the image disappeared, and Lin Qing felt slightly uneasy.

Wan Ying was a man of grave sins, having killed countless people, many of whom were tortured and murdered with extreme cruelty. He was a born villain.

Then, he saw many martial arts skills Talent appear before him, but after a moment's thought, he did not rush to choose.

With Wei Hai nearby, it would be easy for him to notice the problem.

He closed his eyes slightly, his mind replaying Wei Hai's methods from earlier that day.

"I currently have less than 400 units of internal energy, and I'm still 600 units away from entering the True Qi Realm. I need to speed things up!" Lin Qing thought to himself.

The difficulty of Unity Heaven Art is indeed high. Each advancement requires several times the effort of others, but once one enters the True Qi Realm, the resulting increase in strength is several times or even dozens of times that of ordinary Martial Artist.

"I want to quickly improve my martial arts level. Killing ordinary Martial Artist is a good choice. I should focus on quantity, and quality can wait," Lin Qing pondered.

Just then, the convoy suddenly stopped, and a burly man's shout came from outside the carriage.

"Enemy attack!"