"It’s only been a few days of good days, and these bad seeds are coming again. This world, does it not allow people to live?" A nearby woman from the village cried out loudly while doing chores.
"Young Master Li is so kind-hearted, he gave us work, paid us generously, and provided a future for our children. Such a good person, why doesn't heaven open its eyes to see...?"
"My husband was still saying a few days ago that he wanted to erect a longevity statue for Young Master Li in the ancestral hall so that the villagers could worship it every day. How did it come to this in just a few days... Why do good people never live long...?"
...
After breaking through to the sixth rank, Li Sheng rushed to the alchemy room, throwing the medicinal materials he had previously purchased into the spirit furnace. His mind then turned to the mountain gate.
Upon seeing the scene before him, he was greatly shocked—there were over a hundred sixth-rank martial artists and thousands of seventh and eighth rank martial artists, with many others still outside unable to enter.
His gaze shifted to Bai Ye and Liu Hongfeng, both of whom were drenched in blood, their clothes unrecognizable and their spirits exhausted. Seeing this, Li Sheng felt a sharp pain in his heart, quickly followed by an overwhelming rage.
No wonder the system triggered a special mission; he hadn't understood it before, but now it all made sense.
Fueled by anger, Li Sheng felt the injuries in his body act up, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Unfazed, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and swallowed the refined returning essence pill.
With a foundational strength of 25,000 pounds at the sixth rank and the enhancement of six spirit forms, he was able to unleash six times his combat power. Feeling the immense true energy within him, Li Sheng’s mouth curled into a cold smile.
"Do they really think my Qingling Sect is a soft persimmon, that anyone can come and take a share? If that’s the case... then let’s leave them all behind..."
As he finished speaking, his figure blurred and vanished from the spot.
Passing through the mountain gate, Li Sheng noticed the disciples' expressions of facing death without fear, which filled his heart with comfort as he entered the great formation.
Seeing the two being sent flying, everyone felt a surge of joy.
"Quickly! They’re exhausted; capture them and force them to reveal the whereabouts of the precious pills!"
Eight sixth-rank martial artists rushed forward, aiming to seize the two.
Suddenly, a figure in a dark robe, looking handsome, appeared in their midst—it was Li Sheng. His speed was so fast that he seemed to materialize out of thin air.
Li Sheng caught the two about to fall, and as the other eight saw their meal about to escape, they attacked him.
Li Sheng squinted his eyes; the six spirit forms erupted instantly, and with a kick containing 150,000 pounds of power, he swept through.
"Boom!" A violent sound echoed.
The eight sixth-rank martial artists were sent flying, and those who were first to make contact felt their bodies collapse like a puddle of mud.
With one kick, he obliterated eight sixth-rank martial artists, and the incoming enemies halted in shock, swallowing hard.
"Junior sister, junior sister, you’ve worked hard; I’ll handle the rest from here." Li Sheng said gently to the two weakened figures in his arms.
Feeling their senior brother’s aura, Bai Ye relaxed, her body easing. Her nose tinged with bitterness as she murmured, "I finally waited for you, senior brother; I thought... I thought..."
Li Sheng exuded a strong masculine aura, making Liu Hongfeng blush, as she felt a strange sensation rising within her, leaving her at a loss.
"Junior brother, um... please put me down first..." she said, shyly.
Li Sheng smiled awkwardly and helped them up, gesturing for them to return to the sect.
Turning around, Li Sheng’s smile faded as he glanced at the mission prompt, a surge of killing intent erupting within him.
[Special Mission: Hell Level]
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[Devour Souls: 670/3000]
[Destroy Sect: 0/50]
[Kill a Hundred: 17/100]
Li Sheng lifted a boulder weighing thousands of pounds, gathering all his strength to smash it into the crowd. With his divine power aiding him, the boulder crashed like an out-of-control truck into the throng.
Then he vanished once more.
Although the crowd tried to evade, he still crushed a dozen people, including one sixth-rank martial artist.
Li Sheng appeared among them, his figure flickering like a ghost, causing those allied to feel immense pressure. Occasionally, a flash of sword light would take the life of a sixth-rank martial artist.
"Press forward! How dare he charge alone, so rampant!"
"Restrict his escape route; as long as we limit his movements, we can kill him with our numbers!"
"Go!"
Most of those daring to surround him were sixth-rank martial artists, working together with great tacit understanding.
Seeing this, Li Sheng remained unfazed, continuing to slay the surrounding enemies.
With the forms of a snake and a monkey, his movements had already transformed; they were not only unpredictable but also incredibly agile.
Want to restrict his escape space? Dream on!
However, Li Sheng had no intention of dodging; he was also waiting.
Watching the approaching enemies, Li Sheng unleashed his full power once more, the sword light cleaving through all obstacles with the force of 150,000 pounds.
With this single strike, seventeen sixth-rank martial artists fell, completely shattering the morale of the group, causing them to flee in panic.
"That person is the leader of Qingling Sect?"
"So terrifying!"
"Compared to him, the White Witch and the Red Asura seem so gentle!"
"Run! We can’t even touch him; we’ll just be slaughtered at his will."
Li Sheng showed no signs of stopping and pursued, leaving a trail of fallen sixth and seventh-rank martial artists in his wake.
Realizing they could not escape, the remaining forty or so sixth-rank martial artists halted.
Among them, the three leaders of the Evil Wolf Valley looked grave; Li Sheng’s strength far exceeded their expectations.
The Wolf King, at the sixth-rank peak, possessed 42,000 pounds of power, which could unleash 84,000 pounds with the enhancement of the second realm.
Initially, he thought Bai Ye and Liu Hongfeng were dealt with, but unexpectedly, Li Sheng emerged with absolute power that pierced their resolve.
"Fall back; let my elder brother take action. This person is at least fifth-rank," the Wolf King said in a deep voice.
"I’m afraid we won’t be able to escape..." one of the Evil Wolves expressed concern.
Li Sheng’s target was clear: first, eliminate these sixth-rank refining martial artists, leaving the remaining seventh and eighth ranks for his allies to deal with.
Maximizing the effects of entrapment and illusion, he sacrificed his ability to kill, ensuring no one could escape this place.
"Young Master Li, wait! We were blinded by greed and offended your sect; we are willing to surrender. Please spare us!"
"Yes, yes... we are all willing!"
Li Sheng scoffed, "You think saying you were blinded by greed and willing to surrender is enough? There’s no such good deal."
"If I hadn’t broken through today, what fate would my Qingling Sect face? Would you have spared me then?!"
Li Sheng didn’t bother to argue with these people; what’s done is done, but the price must be paid.
It’s not as simple as a mere apology or willingness to surrender; maybe others could, but not with him.
Li Sheng’s figure disappeared once again, charging toward the crowd.
Seeing the killer move again, everyone’s hearts raced with fear, scattering in all directions. Being grouped together made them an obvious target, so spreading out offered a greater chance of escape.
"Thud!"
Li Sheng withdrew his long sword, a voluptuous woman falling to the ground, her face showing unwillingness.
He glanced at the mission prompt and pursued the nearest person.
[Special Mission: Hell Level]
[Devour Souls: 1853/3000]
[Destroy Sect: 0/50]
[Kill a Hundred: 72/100]