The Great Sun Golden Cicada Skill! (Seeking Collections)

Rumble!

A booming sound seemed to emanate from Qin Zheng's body.

A majestic power, like a great river breaking through its dam, surged wildly within him.

After another increase, Qin Zheng now possessed a strength of three thousand jin!

This was a power comparable to a martial artist in the Bone-Refining Realm!

But at the same time, his muscles, bones, and internal organs let out a mournful cry of being unable to bear the load.

Such immense power had exceeded the limits of what Qin Zheng's body could withstand!

He could feel that all his organs were beginning to experience intense pain under the pressure and surge of this power.

However, this searing pain was temporarily suppressed by the rage in his heart and the exhilaration of his power's increase.

Qin Zheng lunged forward, instantly appearing before Shi Dian.

At this moment, Shi Dian was quickly getting back to his feet.

Qin Zheng's previous punch, before the latest power-up, had only been two thousand jin and hadn't caused Shi Dian severe injury.

The reason he was sent flying was mainly due to his shock at Qin Zheng's strength, which caused him to lose focus.

So, as Qin Zheng approached again, Shi Dian roared, "Good, good, good! I didn't expect a mere executioner from Black Goose City to be a hidden martial arts master!"

"Today, I, Shi, will see just how high this master of yours truly is!"

Shi Dian let out a long cry, and golden light blazed all over his body, like a shining golden cicada.

He swung another punch at Qin Zheng.

However, before the punch was halfway thrown, it was caught by another hand.

"You? ...Ah!!!"

This time, he could feel the even greater power contained within the opponent's palm.

Under this power, his fist was instantly crushed, his bones shattering!

Shi Dian let out a sudden, pained roar.

He tried to break free from Qin Zheng, but under the power far exceeding his own, he couldn't move an inch!

Qin Zheng's expression was icy, controlling the surging, roaring, majestic power within him.

His body couldn't withstand Shi Dian's punch.

Therefore, in such a situation, if he wanted to kill the opponent, he could only crush him with even greater power!

This was also why Qin Zheng had risked increasing the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill again!

"Tell me, what is a worthless, lowly thing?!"

Qin Zheng roared at Shi Dian.

Then, he applied more force to his hand, instantly crushing Shi Dian's right hand into a pulp of flesh and bone, which exploded!

With his ten fingers connected to his heart, this situation caused Shi Dian to let out an even more agonizing scream.

And Qin Zheng didn't give him another chance to struggle. He grabbed Shi Dian's shoulder and then punched his chest repeatedly.

Bang!

"You say! What is a lowly thing?!"

Bang!

"You say! You tell me!!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Qin Zheng felt his entire body burning, his blood boiling, as he continuously pounded Shi Dian's chest with each punch.

Bang!

Gurgle!

As he threw another punch, his entire arm pierced through Shi Dian's chest, and blood gushed onto the ground like a spring.

Qin Zheng stopped, panting, and pulled his hand out.

By this time, Shi Dian was already dead, his eyes wide open, filled with unwillingness and struggle.

Qin Zheng threw his corpse onto the ground.

His entire arm was covered in thick, viscous blood.

He reached out with his other hand and flicked away the heart fragments on his arm.

Then he crouched down and searched Shi Dian's body.

After a while, he found two silver notes, each worth a thousand taels.

Next, he found a jade bottle filled with several pills that exuded a strong blood aura.

Finally, Qin Zheng felt something like leather, on which some text was recorded. At the very top were several large characters.

The Great Sun Golden Cicada Skill!

This was the cultivation technique old man Shi Dian had been practicing!

Qin Zheng's eyes lit up, and he quickly tucked it into his embrace.

This included the mutton-fat jade bottle and the two thousand taels in banknotes.

Then, he stood up, turned, and looked back.

Ji Changyin had fled, and at this moment, three people lay on the ground.

Besides Shi Dian, who had been beaten to death, there was the ruffian Fa Cai, and the stunned bailiff, Xu Sanwei.

Qin Zheng walked forward and checked on Bailiff Xu's condition. He realized that the force had entered his body, injuring his internal organs, but it wasn't life-threatening.

After a moment of thought, Qin Zheng picked up Bailiff Xu's saber and walked to Shi Dian's corpse. He thrust the saber into the chest area and then twisted it around.

Once the wound, which had been created by his own fist, looked more like it had been churned and pierced by a long saber, Qin Zheng used the saber again to inflict several deep wounds on Shi Dian's vulnerable spots, cutting down to the bone.

After finishing this, he placed the saber back into Bailiff Xu's hand.

He then positioned the corpse to look like they had died in a mutual struggle.

Qin Zheng turned and wrapped the ghost-head saber in coarse cloth again, slinging it over his shoulder.

He then walked to the ruffian Fa Cai's side, sighed softly, and bent down to pick up the corpse.

Using his Qinggong, he quickly darted into the mountains, leaving the troublesome area behind.

He didn't know if Ji Changyin would return, and if he stayed here, it would be difficult to explain things clearly.

He didn't want his strength to be exposed so quickly.

After all, he had only been an incredibly ordinary, minor executioner a few days ago.

Even with exceptional talent and comprehension, mastering a Ghost-head Saber Technique would be the limit.

If others knew that he had increased his strength to three thousand jin, a level only achievable in the Bone-Refining Realm, within a few days, It wouldn't be something that could be explained away by talent alone.

At that point, he would surely face the greed of the entire martial world!

He currently had no internal energy and couldn't rapidly increase his cultivation to adapt to the rapid advancements of the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill.

Therefore, it was best to act low-key and wait until his cultivation level caught up before acting openly.

As for whether this would arouse suspicion, Qin Zheng couldn't afford to worry too much about it.

His very survival was already a point of suspicion.

However, given the great merit of killing Shi Dian, a remnant of the Golden Cicada Gang, Bailiff Xu likely wouldn't expose him.

As long as Bailiff Xu claimed this credit, Qin Zheng would have plenty of ways to clear himself of suspicion.

For example, he could claim that he had quietly fled while the two were fighting, which would be a plausible explanation.

Qin Zheng had considered imitating Shi Dian's methods and killing the unconscious Bailiff Xu directly.

If both of them were dead, with no witnesses to the fight, there would be no evidence, and he could say whatever he wanted.

However, when Qin Zheng focused his attention on the other person, the merit scroll did not display any information about him.

Clearly, Bailiff Xu was not someone who should be killed.

Thus, Qin Zheng chose this course of action.

Using his Qinggong, his body moved swiftly, and he soon arrived at a desolate area deep in the mountains.

Qin Zheng drew his ghost-head saber, quickly dug a pit, and after burying Fa Cai, He let out a slight sigh of relief and sat down on the spot.

The forced advancement of the Great Sun Golden Cicada Skill had pushed his body far beyond its limits.

Now that his body was calming down, he didn't even have the chance to spare any mental energy to check how much merit he had gained.

An unbearable pain instantly surged from all parts of his body, engulfing him like a tide.

Before he lost consciousness, Qin Zheng faintly heard a Buddhist chant from a distance.

Amitabha!