Sima Xuankong's lips curled into a sneer. With each person he killed, the demonic seed within him grew stronger.
Because the moment the opponent dies, their blood and essence will be instantly absorbed by the demon seed.
His purpose in coming to the cultivation world of Zhao was to use the lives of Zhao's geniuses to nourish the demonic seed.
"Heh... Impotent rage, once you step onto the stage, you're on your own to face life and death."
"You people of Zhao wouldn't even abide by the rules of your own 'List of Demons and Scoundrels,' would you?"
The crowd glared at Sima Xuankong, their anger bordering on impotent rage.
"Haha... This is the cultivation world of Zhao Kingdom!"
Sima Xuankong gave a thumbs up.
Then play it in reverse!
If it weren't for the presence of a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator at the Great Perfection stage protecting him, the onlookers would have already rushed up and killed Sima Xuankong.
Seeing Sima Xuankong's arrogance, A Bao glared angrily at Ling Yun.
"Bro, go get him!"
Ling Yun shook his head. "No need. He's just a clown! Let's go!"
Seeing that Ling Yun had no intention of making a move, the group nodded helplessly and prepared to leave the area to find an inn to rest.
At this moment, an old man said sternly:
"You brat, stop your arrogance! My Great Zhao still has Ling Yun. Dare to wait a few days? Ling Yun will surely arrive!"
The person speaking was the old man from the restaurant.
Everyone immediately realized what was happening, and their faces lit up with ecstatic joy.
"Ling Yun?" Sima Xuankong narrowed his eyes, then said with a face full of disdain:
"What kind of bullshit Ling Yun is he? He's just a nobody. Killing him is as easy as killing a dog!"
"What did you say!" Shangguan Hong immediately flew into a rage.
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