The other members of the Returning Souls Brigade, who were close to Saint-level, also looked at Lu Ning.

Lu Ning brought two high-risk soul artifacts with him, and the mental fluctuations he displayed were quite powerful.

But this is not the end.

Lu Ning silently sacrificed his flesh and blood. The crimson sword hummed, and its tentacles wriggled and wrapped around Lu Ning's arm.

The Crown of Pain tasted Lu Ning's suffering; a ghostly light flickered on the deep, dark black thorns.

With the two high-risk soul artifacts fully activated, Lu Ning's mental fluctuations surged exponentially.

His mental fluctuations instantly reached the Saint level.

The terrifying fluctuations caused all the members of the Returned Brigade to stare wide-eyed in shock.

"This is impossible!" the elderly man at the head of the group exclaimed hoarsely.

He could clearly sense that the young man in front of him was only at the seventh level at the beginning!

He is arguably the weakest member of the team.

But now it has actually reached the Saint level?!

How did you do that?

Can an awakened being achieve this level of ability?

Even the most favored of the great Lord couldn't possibly reach the Saint level of power at the seventh rank, could they?!

The old man seemed to realize something and growled, "Ninth-ranked members, come with me and hold him off! The rest of you, deal with the other team members..."

It's true that the Saint is very strong.

But this is their home turf, and they have a larger number of players!

There are dozens of ninth-tier beings. Even if they are not a match for a saint, they should be able to hold them off with the power of the death incantation.

Just as the old man was about to finish speaking, a clear bell rang.

The next moment, the illusory Yellow Springs appeared, and skeletal warriors leaped out from them.

Upon seeing this phantom image of the underworld, all members of the Returning Souls Guild froze for a moment, their minds going blank.

"The Yellow Springs...?" The leading elder looked astonished as he sensed the surging death power within Lu Ning's body.

He said in disbelief, "You are also one of the Lord's chosen ones?! You actually betrayed the Lord?!"

Lu Ning said expressionlessly, "I am not."

"You can even summon the phantom of the Yellow Springs, and you still say you can't?!" The old man completely disbelieved Lu Ning's words.

His eyes were filled with anger and pain.

It's unbelievable that someone favored by God would betray the great Lord!

His eyes were filled with hatred: "For the sake of the great Lord, we will surely destroy you!"

The next moment, a group of ninth-tier awakened individuals rushed towards Lu Ning.

The other eighth-tier awakened individuals dispersed, surrounding the entire group.

Their targets are An Lan and others.

With a thought, Lu Ning controlled the skeletal warriors to help An Lan and the others resist the members of the Vanished Brigade.

The main problem is that there are too many of them, hundreds of eighth-tier awakened individuals.

Lu Ning himself charged towards those ninth-tier awakened individuals.

White flames ignited on Lu Ning's body; these were flames manifested by the power of the Soul Revitalizing Technique.

Lu Ning's resonance amplitude has reached an extremely high level at this moment, and the resulting increase in soul-vibrating power is naturally also extremely large.

This caused Lu Ning's power to surge again.

His speed was so great that those ninth-level awakened individuals couldn't even see it clearly.

They only saw a blur flash by, and the next moment, the leading old man and several other ninth-level awakened individuals beside him were directly cut into several pieces.

Rotten flesh and bodily fluids splattered and landed on the floor of bones.

The others immediately stopped in their tracks, staring at Lu Ning with expressions of horror.

The strength displayed here is far greater than that of an ordinary saint!

Even those who are favored by the gods are not much different from them, right?

Just then, the runes on the floor began to glow with a dim yellow light.

The blood, flesh, and bodily fluids on the ground were instantly absorbed by the runes, turning into eerie, dim yellow mist that merged into the bodies of the still-living ninth-tier awakened beings.

The auras of the group of ninth-tier awakened individuals suddenly increased by one tier.

Several of the ninth-tier awakened individuals who were originally close to becoming saints are now even closer to becoming saints.

Lu Ning looked at the death runes on the ground, lost in thought.

The next moment, he charged towards the group of ninth-tier awakened beings once again.

This time, those awakened individuals who were close to reaching the Saint level seemed to barely catch a glimpse of Lu Ning's figure.

However, they discovered to their despair that even if they could see it, they still couldn't stop it.

That's incredibly fast!

Despair filled their eyes as they watched helplessly as Lu Ning's crimson sword sliced ​​through their bodies, tearing them into several pieces.

After they died, their flesh and bodily fluids fell downwards.

Just then, the crimson sword emitted a blood mist, enveloping the corpses and flesh.

The blood mist directly assimilated and absorbed the flesh and corpse fluids.

"Ugh... It stinks... Ugh..."

The sound of the Crimson Sword vomiting echoed in Lu Ning's mind.