Chapter 606: Chapter 149: A Tiger Enters a Flock of Sheep

The tranquil valley was adorned with white sleeping lotuses swaying in the wind, creating ripples layer upon layer—a scene reminiscent of a picturesque landscape.

“Alright, now that we’ve figured out its origin, let’s have Xu Hu absorb it,” Li Qingming said with a trace of regret as he looked at the sleeping lotus in the lake and gave a slight wave of his hand.

“Whoosh…”

The sleeping lotus, flickering with cyan light, soared into the air; spurts of water generated a series of ripples and, with a “swish,” flew into Li Qingming’s hands.

Li Qingming examined it for a moment before casually tossing it to Long Xuhu, saying, “Xu Hu, catch!”

“Got it!” Long Xuhu caught the sleeping lotus, his eyes shining, and hurriedly forced a drop of heart blood from his hand onto the lotus.

It turned out that once the Chaos Lotus emerged from the water, it needed to be preserved with a special substance; otherwise, it would wilt and decay in a very short time. Therefore, Long Xuhu chose the Heart Refining Technique to completely integrate it into his blood.

“Hum!”

A dazzling green light surged upward, and the sleeping lotus, with roots stretching six feet long, turned into green silk threads and burrowed into Long Xuhu’s body through his arms.

Long Xuhu sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to refine it with all his might.

Li Qingming surveyed his surroundings, then, with a flicker of realization, a cold smile curled on his lips as he said, “Ga She, you three protect Xu Hu. It seems some flies need to be dealt with!”

Hearing this, Ga She and the other two nodded solemnly, saying, “Rest assured, sir! We will definitely guard Fellow Daoist Xu Hu!”

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“Rustle…”

As expected, a quarter of an hour later, a series of disordered footsteps approached, and more than a hundred figures emerged from the dense forest. They, too, were immersed in the tranquil beauty before them, seemingly overlooking the presence of Li Qingming and his companions.

After a while, they came to their senses and glanced at Long Xuhu, who was being guarded by Ga She and others while cultivating. Zhen Jia, a shady cultivator, sneered coldly and said, “You’re Li Qingming, aren’t you? Ha! My luck is indeed good! That Great Power hates you to death, and yet you’ve delivered yourself to our doorstep, hahaha…”

Li Qingming watched indifferently and asked in a calm tone, “Is this all the people you’ve brought?”

Zhen Jia was startled by his calmness. They all looked aggressive and imposing; how could Li Qingming appear so nonchalant? Could there be a trick?

But after scanning the surroundings, he saw that the other party indeed only had a dozen or so people, four of whom were clearly cultivating. He let out a sigh of relief and thought to himself that he was just being paranoid.

His gaze fixed on Li Qingming’s face, he said, “What, you think we haven’t brought enough people? Do you really think we’re paper tigers and can’t take down a few of you? Although I don’t know how you got to this giant floating island, your journey ends here! Are you ready to surrender your lives?”

Li Qingming shook his head, slightly amused, and turned to Yin Xi and Xuan Tian, saying, “For such minor pests, no need for you to take action! Just send Man Niu, Xiao Er, and Erlang to handle them later!”

Yin Xi and Xuan Tian looked at each other and smiled, nodding in agreement, with no objections.

“Damn it! To belittle us like that, I will make you pay a bloody price for your arrogance!” Despite his sleazy figure, Zhen Jia’s momentum erupted at the peak of the early Sub-Saint stage.

Unable to hold back any longer, Man Niu shouted loudly, “Have you finished yet? If you’re going to fight, then fight; if not, go home and sleep! Daoist here doesn’t have time to dawdle with you all!”

Man Niu’s words provoked public anger, and everyone’s faces turned furious, with their killing intent skyrocketing madly. The collective rage of over a hundred people condensed into palpable killing intent, throwing the entire valley into chaos.

In an instant, rivers flowed backward, mountains crumbled, vegetation withered, and all the small animals and birds scrambled away, screaming, in a scene reminiscent of the end of the world.

“Kill! Kill! Kill!”

These men, all outstanding figures from various Central Heaven Worlds with exceptional cultivation, launched their most potent attacks as soon as they made a move. They struck together, and for a moment, miles-long knives slashed through the heavenly vault, sharp longswords pierced the void, vast pagodas sealed heaven and earth, and immense seals obscured the sun and covered the sky… A chaotic flurry of Holy Artifacts soared, terrifying and overwhelming, bombarding Li Qingming and his group.

Hundreds of Innate Spiritual Treasures glimmered in myriad colors, with Qi Force erupting, their terrifying power scattering in all directions, some of the lower-grade Spiritual Treasures even exploded in midair.

The aftermath of the explosions shattered the void, leveling half of the valley.

Among the three people designated by Li Qingming to resist the assassination, Man Niu, with the highest cultivation, stepped forward first, unfazed by the hundreds of Innate-ranked Spiritual Treasures coming his way.

He craned his neck slightly, and the sound of tooth-achingly crisp bone pops emanated from his body. With a ferocious roar, “Heh!”

“Boom!”

A wild, surging, and undeniably oppressive might burst forth from Man Niu’s robust body. Although the formidable pressure was only of the early Sub-Saint stage, the domineering aura was more terrifying than that of a Late Sub-Saint.

He stood in front of everyone, shielding Li Qingming and the others behind him, as he unleashed his formidable combat power without restraint. Suddenly, Qi Force surged like the waters of the Heavenly River, sweeping across the celestial realms.

“Thunderous roar!”

Hundreds of Spiritual Treasures tore through the sky, bringing a cataclysmic force to bear upon Man Niu, covering the remaining half of the valley with blinding radiance, and generating a terrifying, dreadful momentum!

For an ordinary warrior at the Early Sub-Saint Stage, even a Great Power at the Late Sub-Saint Stage, facing such a terrifying assault, they would undoubtedly be doomed to die because these Spiritual Treasures are as fast as lightning, and behind him are several people, naturally making it impossible to dodge.

However, Man Niu is the strongest warrior from the Barbarian Clan of the Barbaric World, with unrivaled innate qi and blood. After following Li Qingming and others for several days and having been taught various Secret Techniques and Spiritual Treasures by Li Qingming, he is naturally able to cope with this situation.

At this moment, in front of Man Niu, there is a green light screen shimmering with vitality. He has his hand pressed against it, continuously infusing his True Yuan into the screen.

The light screen shone bright like jade, emitting a captivating brilliance, and actually blocked all the Spiritual Treasures on its other side.

This brief contact seemed to freeze space itself.

Brilliant radiance, intense explosions, hideous faces… everything came to a halt and ceased to function.

This is a battle of attrition based on True Yuan. Once the green light screen is broken, the many Spiritual Treasures would bombard down on everyone’s heads.

Yet it’s clear that Man Niu is not worried about this. With the vast supply of Golden Core from Li Qingming, the mere True Yuan of a hundred people is naturally a trivial matter.

“Thump!”

Who knows how long it was, suddenly a sound of a heavy object hitting the ground came from behind, only to see a middle-aged Cultivator in a blue Daoist robe among the hundred suddenly spew blood from all seven orifices and die from exhaustion!

“Boom!”

An explosion sounded, his Spiritual Treasure crumbled and detonated, sending shockwaves that shook all nearby Spiritual Treasures.

Then, like dominoes, one after another elite from various realms fell to the ground exhausted, some dying directly from overconsumption, others barely clinging to life, gasping for breath.

“Boom!” “Boom!”

A series of explosions made the whole group of Spiritual Treasures tremble.

When the tenth Quasi-Saint Realm Cultivator fell, some became afraid; they began to consciously withdraw their True Yuan, stealthily popping the remaining Spirit Pills into their mouths.

The light screen violently undulated, causing Man Niu to startle, suddenly feeling the external pressure greatly diminish, and he mumbled to himself, “What the hell are these birds up to? Why has the pressure suddenly lessened! Damn it, pursue the victory!”

With that thought, Man Niu cruelly smirked and fiercely injected all his True Yuan into the light screen.

“Boom!”

In an instant, the stalemate was broken, everything returned to normal, and the light screen, like a spring, reflected all hundred-plus Spiritual Treasures back.

“Ah!”

“Damn it, dodge quickly!”

Caught off guard, everyone who had started to withhold their power, as well as those who had not, was all blasted by the rebounding Spiritual Treasures and sent flying.

“Second Brother Li, nephew Erlang, beat the crap out of him!” Man Niu, who had instantly recovered to his peak condition with the help of Spirit Pills, burst out laughing, took down the light screen to reveal a dazzling bamboo stick, and turned into a streak of green light rushing forward.

“Don’t panic, everyone control your own Spiritual Treasures and strike with full force!” Dodging a blade-shaped Spiritual Treasure next to him, the sly Cultivator Zhen Jia coldly said.

Following closely behind Zhen Jia, a red-robed monk wielding a Demon-Subduing Pestle also shouted, “Fellow Benefactors, this villain has been drained of most of his True Yuan by us. If we attack together with one mind, we will surely slay this villain!”

“Kill!”

Perhaps because of Man Niu’s show of overwhelming strength, everyone was forced to gamble once more, but could they really be united?

“Boom!”

At this critical moment, Li Qingquan and Yang Jian started later but moved faster than Man Niu, turning into two rainbows, carrying torrents of Blood Qi as they charged forward.

Li Qingquan’s attack was very straightforward, simply operating the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique, circulating the Mystical Skill’s Qi Force throughout his body, throwing a punch that guaranteed death upon contact.

“Spurt!”

The red-robed monk who had just spoken had hardly raised his Demon-Subduing Pestle when he saw a flash of golden light. He had time only to let out a shrill scream before his head exploded in a shower of blood under Li Qingquan’s punch, and then his body utterly disintegrated and fell to bits on the ground.

“Thunderous Boom!”

On the other side, Yang Jian transformed into a towering Demon Ape, his colossal body as vast as a pillar holding the sky, and with each move, came the sound of mountains collapsing and tsunamis roaring. The Yuqing True Essence, mingled with the black Demonic Qi, with a light step, burst ten Quasi-Saint late-stage Great Powers who couldn’t dodge in time, reducing them to a shower of blood, dying a violent death.

“Burst~~~”

A rain of blood fluttered, causing the people in the air to shout in alarm, not daring to touch.

“This… these people are just damn freaks… I really have the worst damn luck, how did I get involved in this!” The Taoist Zhen Jia, who deliberately hid at the very back, was scared, filled with so much regret that he could feel his guts turning green. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, and your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)