Soul Formation Perfection Expert Dies!

"Since you're so eager to see that bitch, then I'll grant your wish!"

"However..." she sneered, "Before that, you'll have to obediently... become my furnace!"

"Boom--!"

A terrifying pressure from the Soul Formation Perfection erupted from her body!

The entire palace instantly transformed into a pink paradise!

[The Heavenly Demon Charm Domain]!

Countless alluring phantoms danced gracefully within the domain, emitting seductive sounds that made one blush, attempting to corrupt Dongfang Yueming's mind!

"Soul Formation Perfection?"

Dongfang Yueming curled her lip in disdain.

Is that all you've got?

He didn't even raise his hand; it was just a thought!

[Martial Dao Primordial Spirit - Suppression!]

"BOOM--!!!"

An overwhelming and unparalleled will, like an ancient god-king descending, instantly shattered the pink domain!

"Puff!"

Meiji was struck dumb, coughing up a mouthful of blood and collapsing to the ground, her eyes filled with horror!

"You... you're also a Nascent Soul Formation?! And... you're even stronger than me?!"

She never expected that this seemingly young cultivator from the Lower Realm would possess such terrifying strength!

Dongfang Yueming walked up to her step by step, looking down at her from his superior position.

"Now, may we speak?"

Where is Su Wurao?

Under the threat of death, how could Meiji dare to hide anything? She could only tremble as she recounted in detail how Su Wurao had been sent to the Ten Thousand Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest.

"The Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest... Dragon Son..."

A cold glint flashed in Dongfang Yueming's eyes.

He remembered the four guys who called themselves "Dragon Son' Servants" he had encountered in the Astral Battlefield!

[So it was them!]

[What a magnificent Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest! What a magnificent Dragon Son!]

[Dare to touch my woman...]

A surge of overwhelming rage welled up from the depths of his heart!

"Very good."

He stared at Meiji, the killing intent in his eyes almost tangible.

"In that case, you can go and die."

"No! You can't kill me!" Meiji screamed, "I am an elder of the Pleasure Sect of the Upper Realm! If you kill me, the Pleasure Sect will never let you go! And the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest..."

"Noisy."

Dongfang Yueming Dongfang Yueming waved his hand impatiently.

"Boom--!"

A golden palm print descended.

A powerful cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul Formation Perfection has fallen!

Dongfang Yueming casually reached out and pulled her storage ring into his hand.

A sweep of divine sense.

[One million low-grade spirit stones, ten thousand mid-grade spirit stones... and a fifth-tier magic treasure, the ' Soul-Capturing Bell '.]

[A good haul.]

After doing all this, he moved swiftly and left the Pleasure Sect without a sound.

A moment later.

The former leader of the Pleasure Sect cautiously entered the main hall.

When she saw that the hall was empty and there was only a mess on the ground, a sense of doubt arose in her heart.

[Strange... Where are the Elder and Dongfang?]

[Could it be... that the elder took him somewhere to cultivate in seclusion?]

She didn't dare to even think about the "elder being killed," after all, he was a super strong expert at the Soul Formation Perfection!

On the other hand, after leaving Pleasure Sect, Dongfang Yueming did not rush to Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest to rescue people.

He knew very well that with his current strength, trying to force his way into a supreme power with a Mahayana expert in charge would be like throwing an egg against a rock.

[I must... break through to the Void Refinement as soon as possible!]

He had already made up his mind.

[First, return to the Water and Fire Sect and obtain the Void Refinement Chapter of the "Water-Fire Mutual Aid Art"!]

[I'll go to the Purple Thunder Sect again to collect lightning-based cultivation techniques to complete my ' Lightning Primordial Spirit '.]

[Then... I returned to the Martial Sect and said goodbye to that little girl and Rushuang.]

[Go back to Taiyi Immortal City in the Astral Battlefield and look for the Sword Sect's subsequent cultivation techniques.]

[Finally... to the Crimson Realm!]

[That world that specializes in the pursuit of 'essence' must have a method that can help me advance my ' I Alone Am Supreme Technique ' to an even higher level!]

Having planned everything, he didn't linger. With a flicker, he transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the horizon.

~

Water and Fire Sect.

"Mom, what do you think of this outfit? Will my little handsome boy like it?"

Shui Yan'er twirled in front of the mirror and asked expectantly.

Shui Qingrou looked at her daughter's carefully dressed appearance, feeling both amused and helpless.

But she herself had secretly changed into an elegant long dress that accentuated her figure, and a white jade hairpin was inserted into her hair.

"You..." she began, about to say something.

Sudden!

"Buzz--!"

A familiar fluctuation came!

"He's here!"

The two women exchanged a glance, and both saw undisguised surprise in each other's eyes!

They hurried out to greet them.

"Young Master!"

"Handsome young man!"

Looking at the two women's beautiful smiling faces, Dongfang Yueming felt a warmth in his heart.

But he knew that now was not the time for sentimentality.

"Sect Master Shui, Yan'er," he said bluntly, "I've come here for something."

"The cultivation techniques of the Void Refinement Chapter."

Upon hearing this, Shui Qingrou did not ask any further questions and directly took out a jade slip that she had prepared beforehand.

"Young master, this is the Void Refinement Chapter of the ' Water-Fire Mutual Aid Art '."

Thank you.

Dongfang Yueming took the jade slip, scanned it with his divine sense to confirm that it was correct, and then put it away.

"Is Young Master leaving already?" Shui Qingrou asked with some reluctance. "Won't you stay... to rest for a few days?"

"Yes, yes! Handsome guy, I haven't seen you in so long!" Shui Yan'er said pitifully, tugging at his sleeve.

Dongfang Yueming's heart softened when he saw the expectant looks in the two women's eyes.

But he hardened his heart and shook his head.

"I'm sorry, I have urgent business to attend to and cannot stay any longer."

"I'll definitely come back to see you after I've finished my business."

Having said that, he dared not look at the disappointed looks in the two women's eyes any longer, and with a swift movement, he left.

at the same time.

Purple Thunder Sect.

"Boom--!"

With a loud bang, the mountain gate collapsed!

Countless disciples of the Purple Thunder Sect were sent flying backward with screams!

"Hahaha! The Purple Thunder Sect? Nothing special!"

A ferocious figure swept through the crowd as if it were nothing, directly reaching the main hall of the Purple Thunder Sect!

Indeed, it is Chi Yan, the Holy Son of the Crimson Dragon Heavenly Palace!

"You audacious madman! How dare you trespass into my Purple Thunder Sect!"

Several Nascent Soul elders were enraged upon seeing this and immediately took action!

However, faced with Chi Yan's terrifying physical body and domineering Divine Ability, their proud thunder magic appeared so fragile!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

In just a few moves, several Nascent Soul elders were sent flying backward, coughing up blood, looking utterly disheveled!

At this moment, the members of the Purple Thunder Sect who had participated in the alliance ceremony finally returned.

"It's you?!"

One of the elders recognized Chi Yan's identity and turned pale with shock!

"That red-armored youth who swept through the entire Storm Mountain Ceremony?!"

"I can't believe... you actually came knocking on my door?!"

"Hmph!" Chi Yan scoffed disdainfully, "I said, I will fight everyone under the heavens without equal!"

"To crush you on your own turf, that's what I call satisfying!"

He looked around at the Purple Thunder Sect disciples who were already terrified, his eyes filled with disappointment.

"Boring!"

"This is so boring!"

"Such a large Purple Thunder Sect doesn't even have a single person who can fight!"

He shook his head and turned to leave.

"Oh, right," he suddenly remembered something and asked casually, "I heard that there's a sacred place here called ' Martial Sect '?"

"Martial Sect?" The elder was taken aback. "There is such a place."

"Interesting." A playful smile appeared on Chi Yan's lips. "The name is quite imposing. Hopefully, it's a little better than you trash."

Having said that, he swayed and sped off towards the direction of the Martial Sect!

Watching Chi Yan's departing figure, the high-ranking members of the Purple Thunder Sect finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Thank goodness... that jinx is gone."

"Sect Master," an elder said with some concern, "Should we... seek revenge?"

"Revenge my ass!" the Purple Thunder Sect Master retorted angrily. "They have the Crimson Dragon Heavenly Palace behind them! Do you even have the guts?!"

"Besides," a glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes, "We've already allied with Storm Mountain. When the great beings from the Upper Realm descend, the other forces will only suffer worse than us!"

"The sect leader is wise!"

Just then, a young disciple suddenly knelt down, his eyes filled with resentment and humiliation.

"Sect Master! Disciple... is not convinced!"

"This disciple requests permission to enter the 'Thunder Pool'! To comprehend that... ' Purple Crystal Treasure Thunder '!"

"This disciple must comprehend Earth-Grade Divine Ability and avenge this humiliation!"

The sect leader of the Purple Thunder Sect looked at this genius disciple whom he valued most, remained silent for a moment, and finally nodded.

"Very well! You have such ambition, so I, the sect leader, will grant your wish!"