CHAPTER 130: CHAPTER 130: KILLING GRANDMASTERS LIKE CHICKENS

The third person was about to speak.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Three cold glints shot into the back of their heads, making a slight sound, and before the three could cry out for help, they collapsed to the ground without a sound.

The attack on them was a hidden weapon, piercing into the back of the head, instantly destroying their brains. Without cultivating a Nascent Soul or Primordial Spirit, things that can leave the body, there was basically no way to resist.

Shen Wang appeared beside them, but didn’t get too close. With a wave of his hand, he used his Spiritual Sense to seize the spoils from the bodies of the three people.

A cultivator’s Spiritual Sense can control objects. The stronger the Spiritual Sense, or Spiritual Power, the more and heavier items they can control.

The items came to him and he directly stored them in a Storage Pouch, then he continued rushing towards the next group.

Currently, the guards outside were indeed weak. To deal with these Postnatal Martial Artists, Shen Wang only needed to use hidden weapons.

Although hidden weapons are mostly used by low-level martial artists, Shen Wang was also dealing with such low-level martial artists.

By using hidden weapons and deliberately not using Spiritual Essence, he could ensure that other Grandmasters or even Great Grandmasters wouldn’t immediately detect any energy fluctuations, allowing him to kill a few more people before being discovered.

The people on the other side, hearing the sound of the bodies hitting the ground, turned around to investigate, only to find a bloody hole appearing in their foreheads, as they fell with a muffled groan.

"There is..."

The person beside him couldn’t even see what happened clearly, feeling uneasy and wanting to call for help, a shadow flashed before his eyes.

Crack.

Shen Wang used a hand chop to directly break the person’s neck, and he quickly collected some items from the two bodies.

Killing wasn’t his only goal; collecting resources from these people was the key.

Across the way, in the woods, someone returning from urinating saw the bodies on the ground and hurriedly shouted: "Help! The turtle hiding in its shell has come out!"

’Turtle hiding in its shell’ was a derogatory nickname they gave Shen Wang because he always stayed hidden.

Shen Wang flung a small stone, shooting it into the open mouth of the speaker. The strong impact knocked out a tooth, burst through the throat, entered the inside, and made the person’s head snap back, joining his companions in death.

Shen Wang didn’t even bother to look because a nearby Innate Grandmaster had already heard the commotion and was coming over with people.

"I’ve been waiting for you for half a year, and you finally couldn’t stay hidden!"

The leader of the group killed by Shen Wang was a robust middle-aged man in a short-sleeved shirt, with bronze skin, who practiced a fist technique.

Now, as he approached, his fist, under the enhancement of Innate True Qi, enlarged by a circle, carrying a howling force towards the vital spot on Shen Wang’s back.

Shen Wang casually shifted his step, avoiding the fist as they crossed paths, and hit the man’s chest with his palm.

Bam!

The latter’s chest clothes shattered, and he spat out blood. He wasn’t sent flying because Shen Wang used Yin Soft Palm Power.

Under the Blood-Transforming Palm, the opponent’s chest caved in. He took a step back on the spot, showing a look of horror, pointing at Shen Wang.

He couldn’t believe he’d be killed in one face-off.

This person wasn’t a Qi Cultivation Cultivator, but his magic and talismans were formidable, making him more terrifying when close.

"Even your Third Master died by my hand, don’t you think about what I rely on? Just talismans?"

As Shen Wang spoke, he quickly searched the man’s belongings, muttering disdainfully as he fell to the ground: "Can’t even afford a Storage Pouch, pauper."

While speaking, he didn’t stop moving. Just as his words dissipated, he was already rushing into another group of people.

Without needing Magic or Divine Techniques, just ordinary Martial Arts, when Shen Wang charged in, no one was left standing.

After he rapidly killed over ten people, felling the second Innate Grandmaster with a palm, more experts were startled and began to gather around.

Shen Wang’s gaze shifted, and he suddenly rushed towards a wooden building.

These fellows had built a house near his home, and he had naturally investigated the general situation inside in secret.

What he rushed towards was the place where grain and vegetables were stored.

Although he had grown some vegetables at home, it was too monotonous, and these bandits feasted daily, so Shen Wang had long been interested in the food here.

Flashing to the entrance, he slapped dead the bandit guarding the warehouse, lifted a finger towards the top, and shot out a golden light, blasting a certain spot.

Following that, a shattering sound occurred, and an array flag was knocked down.

He grabbed and stored it, then searched and seized the array flags from two other positions, letting out a cold smile.

Yun Conghui may have thought he would run out of food, but never expected him to hold out this long, nor that he already knew how to break the Trapping Array secretly set up.

Trying to lure him into the trap, there was no chance this time.

After dealing with the hidden array, Shen Wang rushed into the house, raiding the food, meat, and vegetables inside.

He wasn’t afraid of Yun Conghui and company poisoning the food. Most of Black Water Stronghold were martial artists, so they consumed a lot of food, making regular restocking necessary. Yun Conghui and others couldn’t know exactly when he would come out to snatch food, so naturally, they couldn’t poison it.

Even if it was poisoned, it would be obvious, as the bandits wouldn’t eat it, making it easy for him to detect.

After collecting some things he normally couldn’t get, filling two Storage Pouches, and just as he left the warehouse, a cold flash struck from an unintended angle towards his temple.

At the same time, a long spear thrust towards his heart.

Shen Wang dodged with his head, using one hand to parry the spear, while the other hand enveloped in purple Vigorous Qi, punched towards the shabby thin man holding the rapier as fast as thunder.

Boom!

This palm was fierce and domineering, like a volcanic eruption, effortlessly breaking through the opponent’s Protective True Qi.

The opponent was also ruthless, knowing he couldn’t block it, so he dragged the sharp rapier downwards towards his ear, and as he was sent flying, the blade successfully cut his ear.

Shen Wang’s ear instinctively shrank back, gleaming with a protective aura, remaining unharmed. However, the one hit by him let out a miserable scream, with half his head directly shattered, stumbling to the side, unable to get up.

The spear-wielding Innate Grandmaster was shocked, not expecting Shen Wang to be so fierce. Turning to retreat, Shen Wang snatched his spear, reversed it, and pierced him through, pinning him to the ground.

Shen Wang was ruthless; even though he pierced the body, it pierced the heart, and although the latter could still scream and twist, he was not going to survive.

"Killing ordinary Innate Grandmasters is already that easy, it’s no different from slaughtering chickens."

Shen Wang was a bit emotional, as not long ago he was still a Qi Cultivation Cultivator in the same realm as these people.

"Shen Wang, you finally decided to come out!"

A voice filled with coldness erupted, accompanied by thunder. A figure like lightning jumped from afar, quickly crossing over a wooden building, attacking with Thunder True Essence enveloping his entire body, stepping with Celestial Wind Step, he was the Great Grandmaster Ge Changzhuang.

Innate has nine grades, while Grandmaster has four realms, similar to the four layers of Foundation Establishment Cultivators. Starting from this step, Martial Dao and Qi Cultivation are becoming more and more similar.

At the Golden Core level, all techniques converge into one, and the two are basically indistinguishable.

Ge Changzhuang was a mid-stage Great Grandmaster, strong in close combat, and also had a not weak bloodline and cultivated Divine Techniques. Crossing over the wooden building, he struck out a palm in the air.

Boom!

The palm force was like a terrifying thunderbolt striking down, Shen Wang quickly took the items from two people and dodged sideways.

With a loud bang, the wooden house behind him was shattered by the palm.