CHAPTER 245: 243. ANNIHILATION (1/4)

The Divine Profound Realm that everyone looks up to.

Just died like that?

The most terrifying thing is that not even a corpse was left behind. At Shami’s age, the Purity Body should have already achieved Great Success. Although not as terrifying as Perfection, where even after death, the flesh doesn’t decay for hundreds of years, it shouldn’t be to the extent that not even a bone was left after a battle. Yet, despite disbelief, this scene is indeed real.

Moreover, the speed of Shami’s death shocked everyone.

Although Shami had only just opened the second Meridian Gate, stepping into the Divine Profound, in power, he was certainly inferior to most of the Divine Profound Realm, but after all, he was in the Divine Profound Realm. At worst, he could overpower a Half-Step Divine Profound. However, facing the Skeleton Guardian of the Immortal Sect, he was as powerless as a Half-Step Divine Profound.

At this moment, Lu Ye understood.

Why Wen Ping always had a calm demeanor, even when Shami broke through to Divine Profound and reached an unbelievable height, Wen Ping did not retreat even a step.

Because he had confidence.

With a Guardian possessing the power of the Divine Profound Realm, what was there to fear?

So what if it’s a Two-Star Sect or a Three-Star Sect?

Dare they come?

Would they be willing to come?

As long as it’s not a blood feud, reaching a point of life and death, he believed no power would dare to challenge the Immortal Sect.

At the same time, Wen Ping walked slowly to where Shami died, squatted down, and picked out a silver Storage Ring from the coal-like remnants. After pocketing the ring, Wen Ping showed no extra emotion but turned his head to look at the two Mitian Sect members hiding by the forest, ready to escape.

The charming woman was startled by this gaze, froze in place, and when she saw Wen Ping walking towards her, both retreated in fear. But one accidentally stepped on a knotted root under the tree, tripped, and sat down weakly on the ground, yet still desperately dragged herself backward using her legs.

Seeing this, Wen Ping revealed a faint smile and said, "Tell me everything you know, and I may spare you!"

"I’ll tell you!"

The charming woman immediately responded.

Afraid that a moment’s delay might make Wen Ping change his mind.

She didn’t have the time to care whether Wen Ping’s words were true or false. As long as there was a glimmer of hope to survive, she would seize it with all her might.

"Sect Leader Wen, the Hundred Sects Alliance informed us about the Secret Treasure in your hand... A Half-Step Divine Profound named Han Yun. Elder Nan Hao of Mitian Sect, a Divine Profound realm expert, sent us... He said you have the Two-Star Vortex Map Creation Book, so he wanted us to retrieve it..."

The charming woman almost revealed everything about herself, whether seen firsthand or heard about, she disclosed it all.

However, there were some issues in her words.

Such as: how would Nan Hao know about the Two-Star Vortex Map Creation Book in his possession?

Of course, Wen Ping didn’t care why Nan Hao knew. All matters are faced head-on, and having spent a million upgrading Tingyu Pavilion, he feared no one now.

After listening to the charming woman’s answer, Wen Ping nodded, "Not bad."

"Thank you, Sect Leader Wen, for your mercy."

Saying that, the charming woman immediately ran down the mountain.

Laughably, two Upper Profound realm individuals would even trip over a mountain path vine.

Just as the woman took about ten steps, a crimson iron chain suddenly pierced from behind, flew out from her abdomen, then shackled them both.

Ah!

The two screamed tragically.

"You broke your promise!"

Screams and shouts mixed together.

When the Evil Spirit Knight with blue flaming eyes approached, only screams remained. The torment of having one’s soul burned was worse than being cut into a thousand pieces.

Wen Ping coldly replied, "After attacking the Immortal Sect, were you still naïve enough to think you’d leave alive?"

Ah!

Ah!

Screams continued.

Everyone felt a chill, but no one said Wen Ping was wrong to do so.

Because what he did was right.

Wen Ping turned around, glanced at the people beside the Main Hall, and said, "Continue with what you’re doing, Zhao Yi, come clean this place up."

Zhao Yi nodded and hurried over.

The others began to disperse, despite their curiosity, they didn’t ask further. Yu Mo, however, looked at his Wandering Sword before leaving, with quite a colorful expression.

Wen Ping turned his head and said to Lu Ye, "You go down the mountain first, come back two hours later to get the Spiritual Cuisine."

Lu Ye nodded.

He knew that there was "one-hour" rule in the Immortal Sect.

...

Cangwu City.

Huan Cheng stood on the city wall, gazing afar at Yunlan Mountain, and when he couldn’t see the Giant Demon’s figure, a smile appeared on his face.

He understood, it was another mission to death.

"Ah, it’s a pity the big guy isn’t dead here. Otherwise, Cangwu City would gain another famous tourist spot." The pit where Wei Qianjue died now attracts over a thousand visitors daily. With so many tourists, the area outside the city gradually flourished, restoring its old vitality.

Simultaneously, many people started moving their homes there, showing how influential that place is.

Huan Cheng considered whether to build an outer city. With the Immortal Sect present, there’s no worry of beast tides—when better to develop than now?

...

Yunlan Mountain.

Returning to the kitchen, Wen Ping began handling the medicinal cuisine. Cleaned Jianmu leaves and Moonlight Tree leaves, chopped them finely, mixed them into the meat filling containing various celestial materials, wrapped them with dumpling skin, and put them in the pot. After cooking, Wen Ping went to the Fierce Beast Trial Ground to cultivate for an hour.

When Lu Ye ascended the mountain again, Wen Ping emerged.

"Sect Leader Wen."

Lu Ye pulled out ten White Crystals and respectfully handed them over.

Wen Ping accepted the White Crystals, instinctively asking, "Can Senior Biyue walk now?"

"Thanks to Sect Leader Wen’s help, the ancestor can now speak, and her vitality is much better. She’s only having difficulty walking; the tomb poison went too deep."

"It’s just a matter of time."

Wen Ping replied with a smile.

He then remembered Biyue Piaoling’s unique demeanor, still vivid in his mind. He couldn’t deny that saving such an interesting friend felt pretty good.

After seeing Lu Ye off, Wen Ping headed straight for the dormitory area.

He had two purposes this trip: one, to announce the opening of the new dormitory area; two, to return the Wandering Sword.

As he reached the dormitory area, as expected, many people were standing outside the new area waiting, as there was a barrier instead of a Black Box.

Seeing Wen Ping’s arrival, the crowd immediately swarmed over.

Without waiting for them to speak, Wen Ping directly sent the Wandering Sword flying to Yu Mo’s hand.

"Flying Sword!"

"A real Flying Sword!"

The crowd rejoiced, starting discussions.

Especially Yang Lele, who enviously eyed the Dragon-slaying Sword behind Huan Shan.

Flying Sword Technique, Dragon-slaying Sword, they were matching Magical Artifacts and Magic.

This was when Zhantian Qingxuan stepped forward, hesitatingly turning back to look at the crowd, seeing everyone nodding, she finally asked, "Sect Leader Wen, what Vein Technique is behind your ability to drive the sword to fly?"

As she asked, she felt all too empty.

Without the steadiness of a hundred years or the poise of a Vortex Divine Artisan.