Jiang Yuan removed the black robe from the corpse, revealing the full appearance of the black-robed man. He had no horns on his head, and his skin and eyes were those of a normal human, but the mark between his eyebrows could not be concealed.
“They are humans who have sided with the Holy Spirit Clan!” Jiang Yuan said in a deep voice. He did not say that she possessed the Holy Spirit bloodline, because Ning Yanlan was essentially a Holy Spirit bloodline. If she hadn’t possessed the Holy Spirit bloodline, she would have died long ago.
He did not hate bloodlines, but he hated actions; the aggression committed by the Holy Spirit race was unforgivable in his eyes.
"It seems that the reason for the bloodline tremor at the auction was the Holy Spirit Clan!" Ning Yanlan analyzed, recalling the sudden movement of her bloodline during the day.
Now is not the time to delve into those matters. Jiang Yuan pointed at the father and son who had fallen out and said, "Keep an eye on them. I'll deal with the people outside!"
"Be careful!" Ning Yanlan activated her steel-patterned armor, knocked the 'unfilial son' unconscious with a punch, and then guarded the old man alone.
Jiang Yuan got up and walked outside. There were still eleven men in black outside.
"Who dares to interfere with the actions of my Holy Spirit Clan!" The leader of the black-robed men did not seem to make a move immediately, but instead began to talk to Jiang Yuan.
"You really forget your roots quickly! In less than a month, you've abandoned your ancestors for eighteen generations!" Jiang Yuanhou gripped his gun, sparks flying as the tip scraped the ground.
"It seems you've also received an invitation from the Holy Spirit Clan!" The man in black robes said with a smile to Jiang Yuan. Only humans who had been invited could know these inside stories.
"All of you are of high-level Holy Spirit bloodline. It seems the Holy Spirit Clan doesn't think much of you!" Jiang Yuan chuckled twice. "That's right, if you don't have talent, you can only be someone's dog. This treatment is already pretty good!"
Faced with Jiang Yuan's mockery, the men in black robes clenched their fists, brewing murderous intent.
"Hmph, once this mission is completed, we will be able to enter the inheritance space again. At that time, we will be the owners of the royal lineage, which is much more noble than hiding in this South City like cowards!" The man in black robes suppressed his anger. He wanted to prove that his choice was right. He firmly believed that the air of the Holy Spirit Clan was sweeter and he could not allow anyone to insult them.
"I'll give you one last chance: leave Nancheng! I won't kill you!" Jiang Yuan rarely killed his own kind except for those who had committed heinous crimes. Although this group of opportunists had joined the Holy Spirit, they were, like Ren Hui and Yin Hongtao before them, largely forced by circumstances. Therefore, he still felt a bit of pity for them.
"Useless! I've emphasized this countless times: this operation must not be exposed. Why are you still acting so recklessly!"
Instead of receiving a response from the man in black robes, another figure appeared.
"Greetings, Vice-Chancellor!"
Eleven men in black robes knelt down at the same time.
The newcomer wore a purple hooded robe, and a headband seemed to be covering something.
"I knew you were calling for help, but the Holy Spirit who finally showed up wasn't anything special!"
The opponent's black robe was a magic artifact, but even a ninth-tier magic artifact could not block the detection of the Heavenly Eye. The one called the Deputy Pavilion Master was a true Holy Spirit Clan member, but his rank was only eighth-tier, and he possessed 511 spiritual energy.
"Who has the Holy Blood Spirit Orb?" The deputy pavilion chief didn't take Jiang Yuan seriously, as if he were already dead and that he was only there for this mission.
"We're too late. The coffin has already been auctioned off by that old man, and the Holy Blood Spirit Pearl is missing!" The kneeling black-robed leader almost touched the ground with his head, his fearful appearance extremely humble.
"The sacred coffin is ready, and we can take it down tomorrow! The most important thing now is the Sacred Blood Pearl; it cannot be defiled!" The deputy minister's gaze pierced through the mud-brick house and landed on the old man. "Kill him; the Sacred Blood Pearl is inside him!"
"Yes, sir!"
The group of men in black robes all stood up, intending to cross the river and kill the old man.
"Heh, they really treat me like I don't exist!" Jiang Yuan wasn't angry, he just teased softly, but his aura exuded a powerful pressure.
The Holy Spirits are an alien race, and the genes of the Three Sovereigns have no effect on them. But don't forget, Jiang Yuan's divine suppression is still unparalleled.
"You mere seventh-tier cultivator, I can annihilate you with a mere wave of my hand!"
The deputy minister spoke first, then thrust his long sword forward, as if to prove his words, and with a wave of his hand, he killed him.
"Ten times—Stealth Assassination!"
Jiang Yuan swung his spear, making a wide circle before thrusting it straight upwards. The spear tip gleamed with a cold light like the eye of a dragon, terrifying and dazzling.
Clang!
The spear tip clashed with the longsword, but in that brief instant, no victor emerged. The energy difference of over three hundred was so great that they were evenly matched in this attack.
"Damn it!" A sense of humiliation welled up in the Vice-Chancellor's heart. The Holy Spirits, who had always regarded humans as a lowly race, were proud and could not possibly allow a lowly person to fight against him.
With a joking laugh, Jiang Yuan struck a man in black robes with a single thrust, and his rapid-fire gunwork took his life with ten shots. "Five hundred and eleven points of spiritual energy, are you trying to level up?"
The deputy minister's eyes were sinister. How could he tolerate such an insult when the other party not only fought him but also took the time to kill his own subordinates!
"Since you have the ability to break through to the ninth rank, why don't you become a ninth rank before you fight me!"
Jiang Yuan spoke again, and at the same time swung his spear at another man in black robes, but this time the man in black robes was on guard, and the attack missed.
"To deal with you, you need to break through? That's ridiculous!" Upon hearing this, the deputy pavilion chief dared not break through easily. It would be understandable if an eighth-ranked person killed a seventh-ranked person, but it would be completely different if a ninth-ranked person killed a seventh-ranked person. This was not a fair fight, but it would be dishonorable for the strong to defeat the weak.
"A royal bloodline!"
The deputy minister activated his ultimate trump card. He was still at the eighth rank, but this time his additional spiritual energy value instantly increased by 1,300. "Taste the power of my imperial lineage!"
"Sword, come!" The deputy pavilion chief brandished his sword, the blade brimming with spiritual energy.
Not all psionicists are ranged; a small portion of them specialize in melee psionic attacks, and the Vice-Chancellor is clearly one of them. He relies on powerful psionic energy to imbue his weapons, and the attacks he unleashes are even more powerful than the charged skills of ranged psionicists.
Melee psionic power isn't just about sheer power; it also offers versatility. Ranged psionic skills are difficult to change once unleashed, and if the opponent is fast enough, your attack is likely to miss! Melee psionic power, on the other hand, has its energy constantly attached to the weapon, making it far superior to ranged psionic power in terms of reaction time and attack frequency.
Jiang Yuan showed no fear upon seeing the impending attack; instead, his eyes gleamed with intense fighting spirit.
Melee psionicists have a fatal flaw: their physical bodies are fragile. Under powerful attacks, a psionicist's body is like paper, easily punctured! Of course, this is on the premise that you can hit your opponent and break through their shield!
"Sword Breaker!"
"Holy Shield!"
As Jiang Yuan had expected, the deputy minister unleashed an attack and a shield. The Holy Spirit Shield was the most common and widely used shield technique among the Holy Spirit Clan. In his eyes, the shield, now reinforced with nearly two thousand units of spiritual energy, was unbreakable by anyone below the ninth rank, let alone this weak seventh-rank lowly human.
"Those who stand in the way of my Holy Spirit shall be killed without mercy!"
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