Old Dog, Meet Your Death!

"Ning Chuan isn't dead? How is that possible?"

Not far away, Li Yan, who was attacking Shen Wan with the others, also looked incredulous when he saw Ning Chuan appear.

The Li Family's Grand Elder, Li Hu, and the Black Dragon Stronghold's Second-in-Command, Yuan Ying, were both Dao Foundation Realm martial artists. Ning Chuan should have been doomed.

Yet Ning Chuan had actually reached the Spirit Stone Mine!

"Could the City Lord's Manor and the Treasure Pavilion have intervened? We can't wait any longer! Shen Zhong, go kill Ning Chuan!"

Li Yan's gaze shifted, and a sense of foreboding rose within him. He hurriedly issued the order to Shen Zhong.

"All right!"

Shen Zhong gritted his teeth, a ruthless glint appearing in his eyes.

Since he had already colluded with the Li Family, he could only follow this road all the way into darkness. If he failed to kill Ning Chuan before reinforcements arrived, they would truly be finished.

"Shen Zhong, if you dare kill Ning Chuan, I'll make sure you die a horrible death!"

Shen Wan's expression changed. She had initially been overjoyed, thinking reinforcements had arrived. But when she saw Shen Zhong charge toward Ning Chuan, she roared and immediately slashed her sword at him, trying to stop him.

"Shen Wan, we're your opponents! Today, you'll watch Ning Chuan die with your own eyes!"

Li Yan spoke coldly, his eyes brimming with fierce killing intent.

He blocked Shen Wan's path, sweeping blade light clashing repeatedly with her Sword Qi in a terrifying display of force.

"Shen Wan, you can't even save yourself, yet you're still thinking about that useless live-in husband of yours? Wouldn't you have more fun obediently becoming my stronghold bride?"

Black Dragon gave a lecherous laugh. His spiked club struck with unmatched ferocity, its sharp edges gleaming as he repeatedly smashed it down at Shen Wan.

Black Dragon possessed tremendous innate strength and an exceptionally powerful physique. Although he was one minor realm below Shen Wan, his attacks were vicious, and he was every bit her equal.

His spiked club rained down, leaving Shen Wan able only to defend herself. She had no way to stop Shen Zhong from leaving!

Squelch!

Elsewhere, Ning Chuan's spear thrust like a dragon, cold gleams spilling in every direction. His blood seemed to boil, and his fighting spirit surged as he tore through the Spirit Sea Realm experts like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep.

Whether they were at the first level of the Spirit Sea Realm or the seventh or eighth, none could withstand a single thrust of his spear.

Like a purple thunder dragon, he charged left and right, swift as lightning. His spear pierced throats, ripped through hearts, or swept across his enemies, shattering their organs and leaving them to vomit blood and die!

Ning Chuan's combat prowess was so terrifying that even Li Zhenfei felt his scalp prickle and his courage turn cold.

Even his strongest martial technique could not withstand Ning Chuan's assault. Around him, the Li Family's elders and guards fell dead or wounded, their numbers dwindling.

Before long, Ning Chuan had fought his way to Li Zhenfei.

"Die!"

Ning Chuan's gaze was icy as he unleashed Ninefold Thunder Spear. An unmatched spear radiance pierced the air, driving straight toward Li Zhenfei's throat.

Li Zhenfei's expression changed drastically, fear flickering in his eyes. He hurriedly drove the Clouds Sky Sword to its limit and held it before him.

Clang!

The Purple Thunder Spear struck the Clouds Sky Sword, unleashing a savage burst of strength. This time, Li Zhenfei could not even hold on to his sword. The Clouds Sky Sword hummed and shuddered before flying straight out of his hand!

Squelch!

Blood sprayed as the Purple Thunder Spear pierced Li Zhenfei's arm, then swept violently sideways. His arm burst apart, and a scream tore from his mouth as he was hurled away and slammed into a large slab of bluestone.

"You little bastard, meet your death!"

A sharp whistle cut through the air behind him. Shen Zhong's hair and beard bristled like an enraged lion's as he unleashed Raging Lion Fist. Crimson spiritual energy gathered over his fist radiance, taking the form of a crimson, raging lion.

Giving spiritual energy physical form was a capability of the Dao Foundation Realm.

It could only be unleashed when spiritual energy was condensed to its utmost and exceptionally pure, and its power was ten times that of the Spirit Sea Realm!

"Old dog, meet your death!"

Killing intent flashed in Ning Chuan's eyes. At the sight of Shen Zhong, his anger and murderous intent burned even fiercer. Without dodging or retreating, he met the attack with Great Wind Thunder Palm!

Had Shen Zhong not betrayed them, the Shen would never have suffered such devastating casualties or fallen into such peril.

Traitors were more hateful than enemies!

Boom!

The Great Wind Thunder Palm struck with unmatched ferocity, crashing into the raging lion. Thunder roared, and the air shook.

Shen Zhong's blood surged violently, and he staggered back several steps.

"How is this possible?!"

His eyes filled with horror. As a martial artist at the second level of the Dao Foundation Realm, he should have utterly overwhelmed anyone in the Spirit Sea Realm. Yet Ning Chuan's physical strength actually surpassed his own.

At the same time, the Purple Thunder Spear in Ning Chuan's hand hummed and trembled. He unleashed Ninefold Thunder Spear, its sharp radiance stabbing straight toward Shen Zhong's throat like lightning.

Shocked and furious, Shen Zhong slashed his saber down, colliding with the Purple Thunder Spear.

Crack!

The Purple Thunder Spear was incomparably sharp and already a low-grade spirit artifact. On top of that, the savage power of Ninefold Thunder Spear nearly doubled Ning Chuan's combat prowess.

With a crisp crack, the Purple Thunder Spear pierced straight through the spirit weapon saber in Shen Zhong's hand, shattering it with a resounding blast.

The Purple Thunder Spear also pierced Shen Zhong's arm. Savage spiritual energy ravaged his meridians, wrenching a scream from his mouth.

His gaze fierce, Ning Chuan closed in and unleashed another Great Wind Thunder Palm, striking Shen Zhong heavily in the chest and sending him flying, vomiting blood!

"What?!"

The sight stunned everyone.

Li Yan, Black Dragon, and Shen Wan, in particular, wore expressions of utter disbelief!