Through the crack in the door was a gloomy face, completely shrouded in a black robe.
"The opponent is a human with the bloodline of the Holy Spirit, prepare to defend!" Jiang Yuan constantly instructed telepathically.
The Holy Spirit Clan is too dangerous. Not to mention their ability to unseal at any time, their cultivation level is also higher than that of ordinary people.
After all, most people are still struggling for a bloodline at the junior high level, while humans who have joined the Holy Spirit have easily obtained a high-level Holy Spirit bloodline. The difference between them is obvious.
"There are actually people living in this godforsaken place?" Little Fatty pretended to be extremely surprised when he saw someone.
The person inside seemed startled by the chubby boy's mask, but after calming down, he asked, "Brother, this is private property. If there's nothing else, please leave!"
"How can you be alright!"
Little Fatty, displaying his resilient nature, easily pushed open the half-closed door. The other person clearly tried to stop him, but no one could match Little Fatty's strength, which was used to carrying shields. After feeling some resistance, Little Fatty still pushed the door open and barged in. He looked around and cursed, "I finally managed to hunt a level 6 lord monster, but it escaped. I suspect someone deliberately hid my prey!"
"Brother, this is private property. If you trespass, don't blame me for using force!" the man in black threatened, already blocking Little Fatty's way.
"Your territory is private, but if my prey disappears, you have to let me find it before you leave!" The chubby boy persisted, pushing aside the man in the black robe to continue his search.
"What's up!"
Suddenly, a group of people appeared inside the factory. Standing at the front was an extremely young man. What set him apart was that he was not wearing a black robe, but rather a white silk robe with gold trim. His flowing blond hair, bound by a headband, gave him an extremely exotic look.
"This person wandered in looking for prey!"
The man in black robes behind the young man reported respectfully.
"Order him to leave, or he will be killed without mercy!" The young man's lips curled up, his unfathomable eyes filled with mockery.
"You little brat, do I need your permission to look for my own things? You shameless bastard, you've buried this filthy mess!" the chubby boy cursed.
“It seems he chose the latter!” The young man tapped his headband lightly with his finger. “Then let this lowly race disappear from this world!”
"Yes, sir!"
Four men in black robes emerged from behind him and headed towards the chubby boy.
"Trying to gang up on us!" The chubby boy looked around several times.
"You've just had bad luck in this life. Remember to be careful with your words and actions in your next life!"
The young man had already walked deeper into the abandoned factory, leaving only the five people who had just come out and opened the door. The five people then walked toward the chubby boy with cruel smiles.
"A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle. Just you wait!" The chubby guy swung his shield, smashing the nearest person away before making his escape!
"Damn it, hurry up and chase them! Otherwise, no one can bear the consequences if the Pavilion Master blames us!"
The men in black robes panicked. They hadn't expected that someone who had been so arrogant just moments before would choose to run away.
"Has it arrived?" Jiang Yuan twisted the God-Slaying Spear, his eyes gradually darkening.
The super talent Devour has been deployed. Devour is not only a support talent, but it also has combat functions.
The first form—positive devouring—possesses the characteristic of burning and devouring the upper limit, and devours all energy fluctuations.
The second form—anti-devouring—possesses the characteristic of burning and devouring the upper limit, and devours all fluctuations of consciousness.
He wanted the other person to die silently!
Only by destroying this Holy Spirit Pavilion stronghold can this beast tide be quelled; otherwise, the South City will once again fall into hell tonight.
"Stop running! Now that you've discovered our secret, there's no way you can survive!" A man in black robes sneered as he chased after them.
"Damn it, who found out your secret? If you want to kill someone, can't you come up with a better excuse?!" Little Fatty cursed as he ran.
Several men in black robes laughed cruelly, "Yes, we just want to kill people!"
"Haha, isn't the reason we join the Holy Spirit to become superior people and have the power of life and death over others?" one person sneered.
Upon hearing this, Little Fatty suddenly stopped, already several hundred meters away from the factory.
"Oh, you're not struggling anymore?"
"You're just an ordinary seventh-tier cultivator, while the rest of us are not only seventh-tier, but each of us possesses advanced holy spirit bloodlines. How could you possibly leave alive!"
The men in black robes surrounded Little Fatty like cats playing with mice.
"Really?" Little Fatty stood still, and he saw the dark figures standing behind the five men in black robes.
Although he didn't know why Jiang Yuan had become like this, Jiang Yuan's existence undoubtedly gave him the greatest confidence.
"Prepare to die!"
The man in black robes drew his weapon to attack, unaware that he had already been targeted.
*Thud!* The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh rang out from behind. The black-robed man, who was about to charge forward with his weapon in hand, immediately stopped in his tracks, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Looking down, he saw a spearhead gleaming coldly. His survival instinct spurred him to flee, but a peculiar energy instantly eroded his body. His life, like a spear withdrawn from his chest, quietly vanished.
The first person died!
The killing showed no signs of stopping; with almost identical deaths, a second and a third person were mercilessly taken.
The remaining two reacted, but it was too late. Little Fatty smashed one of them into a pulp with a shield bash, while the other was swept away by Jiang Yuan with a sweeping attack.
"This is too weak! Why don't we just charge in?" Little Fatty was full of confidence after his successful move.
“That young man who was covering his forehead just now should be the Pavilion Master of the Wuxiang Pavilion. If he becomes vigilant and unleashes his power, the two of us will just be easy prey!” Jiang Yuan has never relaxed his attitude towards the Holy Spirit. This group of uninvited guests from the Golden Gate possesses extremely terrifying strength. If they unleash their power, they have no chance of winning.
"No way, does he really need to make such a fuss about the two of us at level seven?" Little Fatty asked, puzzled.
"Even without a major battle, he's still a ninth-tier fighter! I must kill him in one strike! Otherwise, the consequences will be dire!" Jiang Yuan couldn't give the opponent a chance to unseal his strength, and the God-Slaying Spear had this function. As long as it was advantageous, the dragon soul within the spearhead would take effect.
"You will be under a lot of pressure before you kill the Pavilion Master of Wuxiang Pavilion. Be prepared!" Jiang Yuan disappeared into the darkness. His ten-point absorption limit was immediately empty, but the five people who had just died replenished it for him.
As expected, when Jiang Yuan and his group took action, the people inside the abandoned factory discovered the struggle outside.
"Master, a battle has broken out outside!" the man in black robes said anxiously as he turned around.
"Although the person who broke into this place before had the strength of the seventh rank, there are five of us. Haven't we finished the battle yet?" The young man said calmly.
"Could it be that the people from the South City have discovered our intentions?" the man in black robes speculated.
"Impossible!" the young man sneered. "This entry into the South City was arranged by the Holy Temple. The South City, which doesn't even have a single Void Spirit Realm cultivator, has no ability to detect it!"
"You guys go check it out, I'll be right there!"
After saying this, the young man entered a secret room.
"This group of foreign holy spirits is more trouble than they're worth; they can't even handle a mere seventh-tier human!"
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